An old man in gray came over the sky, hanging in the air, glaring at him.

A terrifying pressure burst out wildly.

The sky is drizzling.

The crowd below burst into ecstasy.

The visitor is the ancestor of Tianxin Sect, Xu Shanfeng's grandfather, Xu Shi!

Jiang Quntian made a big fuss in the inner sect and actually alarmed him!

Xu Shi stepped out slowly, and his soul power was attacking the former with a storm.

Jiang Quntian hurriedly dodged, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

His face suddenly turned pale.

What a strong soul power!

This person gave himself a trembling from his heart and soul, and his power was far greater than a hundred years ago!

"Grandfather, you broke through?!!"

Xu Shanfeng stared at Xu Shi, and a look of shock surged out of his face, and he was immediately ecstatic!

As soon as this statement came out, it was boiling everywhere.

A hundred years ago, Xu Shi was a seventh-grade senior, and now he has broken through...the eighth-grade alchemist!

His Tianxin Sect actually has an eighth-grade master!

If the seventh grade is enough to roam the Lingzhou, the eighth grade can even dominate the Nine Realms!

After a full hundred years of rest, this old guy actually broke from the seventh grade level to the eighth grade level!

An eighth-grade alchemist is so terrifying!

Even the ancestor of his pavilion, Ming Weiye, is only a seventh-grade high-level.

Jiang Quntian's expression changed a little.

He was blinded by anger before, but now Xu Shi appears, his fierce strength makes him feel rash!

On the side, Fang Jue also felt the energy pressure of Xu Shi destroying the world, and he was scared!

Fang Jue persuaded Jiang Quntian to evacuate.

Justice and sincerity are precious, and disciples are even more expensive!

What's more, the Dan will be approaching. If the Lord of the Pavilion is deeply trapped in the Tianxin Sect, even if the Dan will win the championship, it will be meaningless.

If the Pavilion Master is broken, where will the Pavilion Door exist?

Jiang Quntian came this time and said that he was avenging the dead genius and seeking justice, but in fact he was worried that no one would win the championship.

Three years ago, because of the hostility of Tianxin Gate Yaowang Pavilion, which hindered its own development, for the sake of one and for all, he bet on Xu Shanfeng. In the next Dan Conference, if Yaowang Pavilion wins the championship, Tianxin Gate will retire from the world and never care about the world. If Tianxin Gate wins the championship, the same is true for Yaowang Pavilion.

A thriving sect, especially the transcendent power of Tianxin Sect Yaowang Pavilion, who is firmly in the top five in Lingzhou, if you retreat, it will be like a young man who suddenly gave up everything in seclusion in the mountains and forests and fled by yourself.

This move is equivalent to directly cutting off the future of a sect!

In order to win the championship, the two major forces made preparations three years ago, hoping to succeed in this year's Dan Conference and completely eradicate their opponents.

Until Tianxin Gate attacks Shi Ying first.

The death of the genius means that the championship is slim and even the defeat before the battle!

How can Jiang Quntian not hate, be angry, not angry!

Now in Tianxin Sect, he is an outsider, an invader, and has a weak power. The other party is the master, a guardian, and there are many people and powerful people.

Today's move was his recklessness!

A hint of retreat suddenly arose in Jiang Quntian's heart.

"You can't get out of the Tianxin Sect's door! Those who come are guests, so you have to treat them well!"

Seeing the former's intention, Xu Shi snorted angryly, his eyes shook the sky and the earth.

With Xu Shanfeng's order, a group of strong men in the sect surrounded Jiang Quntian and Fangjue!

The storm suddenly rises.

Wushuang Sect. Welcome Hall.

"Take off your shirt."

Lu Fengyun's face was expressionless and authentic.

Ming Weiye's expression changed slightly: "What are you doing?"

The former frowned, "I will treat you, so I will look at the wound."

Sun Weiye suddenly became hesitant.

Although she was the ancestor of Medicine King Pavilion and lived for three hundred years, she would have fluctuations when she was in front of a strange man.

Even if it is the ancestor Tongtian, he is still a woman.

Then I thought, I came here to seek medicine to treat my injuries. If I don’t look at my body, how can I treat it?

She raised her eyes quietly and saw Lu Fengyun's face calm and his eyes were quiet, unlike those who were like those of the disciples.

A thought of trust came out inexplicably.

Seeing that his face turned red and white, Lu Fengyun frowned and said, "Are you worried that this sect will take the opportunity to be flirted with you?"

"Of course not."

I noticed that the former was slightly angry, and I was afraid that he would be impatient, so I hurriedly explained.

The two moved into the inner room and sat cross-legged on a long bed all night.

She reached out to untied her clothes.

The ink purple brocade suit slid down, revealing its back.

The shoulders are thin, the skin is as smooth as jade, as delicate as fat, and the shoulder blades are protruding, like the wings of a butterfly.

The faint orchid fragrance is filled with intoxicating.

But there is a long wound on the back that is so beautiful.

The edges are charred and bloody. There seems to be a blazing flames burning inside the wound, and the burning air hovers. The extreme temperature still has a little heat passing through the scar.

Such a wound was split on the beautiful back, like a ferocious lizard climbing, ugly, hideous, and terrible!

A hundred years have passed, and the wound shows no sign of healing, but instead, the living creature moves like a pupa!

Yumiya's shoulders trembled slightly.

For a hundred years, she suffered from the great pain burned by the flames every day. Every time the pain hit, it was a torture that life was worse than death.

Inside the hideous wound, Lu Fengyun felt a burning and hot fire.

The breath of heavenly fire!

It is precisely because of the fire stagnated and stagnant in the body that it makes it difficult for her to heal.

Around the wound, the skin was charred and red, and the fire was rushing under the skin, which was strange and chilling.

The power of heavenly fire is hard to save gods and ghosts.

But Lu Fengyun is a heaven-defying existence!

"Ha." He smiled.

Disdain, contempt, and a confident smile.

Ming Weiye thought it was difficult, so he said, "If the sect leader feels embarrassed..."

"Why do you think this sect will be in a dilemma?"

"This... I guess the sect leader has a solution?" A hint of joy and excitement flashed across Ming Weiye's face.

"Just expel the breath of the sky fire."

Hearing this, Ming Weiye smiled bitterly and expelled... It was easy to say, what should I use to expel?

If she could be expelled, she would have been expelled long ago.

Ming Weiye suddenly felt a sudden heart. The former did not take Tianhuo seriously. Could it be that he was carrying the divine fire?

In this world, the divine fire is more powerful than the heavenly fire!

How is that possible!

This fire is hard to produce one in a million years and has long been extinct in the world. How could a divine fire appear in the Nine Realms Continents today?

Not to mention whether you can get it, even if there is an eighth-grade alchemist who wants to control the divine fire that has evolved from his mind, it will be difficult for him to ascend to heaven. Even if he is careless, he will only backfire himself!

Lu Feng's cloud god moved slightly, and the white fire swayed.

Feel the breath of flames and take a deep breath at night.

Purify the filth of the world, purify the turbidity of the world, and look like a white lotus, without flaws.

Pure World White Lotus Fire!

Spiritual Fire Ranking, Second!

The white lotus fire is indeed very strong, but no matter how strong the spiritual fire is, how can it be stronger than the heavenly fire?

What hurt her is the heavenly fire evolved from spiritual fire, and the Ziyou Bone Killing Fire!

I was in a state of great emotion at night, but I just endured it and didn't raise any questions.

Perhaps, this unparalleled sect master had his own method.

Lu Fengyun stretched out his hand and pointed his fingertips at Weiye's white and delicate back, and the latter couldn't help but tremble.

The centenarian ancestor still feels shy when he exposes his back in front of a strange man.
Chapter completed!