God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1963 Seventh Holy Envoy Leng Fengchan

When the third virtual spirit vein condensed successfully, Yue Qingcheng had already stayed in the hot spring pool for three days.

If she hadn't obtained the treasure in this mountain, she might have needed a longer time.

Shang Xie said: "Yue Qingcheng, have you felt that the energy needed to condense the spiritual veins is more and more every time."

Yue Qingcheng disagrees.

"What can this explain? I didn't feel that the increase in strength was much greater than the previous two times after condensing this virtual spirit vein. It can only be said that the effort is not directly proportional to the harvest."

Strength and cultivation are not the same thing.

Yue Qingcheng suppressed her cultivation this time, and the energy after the bursting of the Void Spiritual Veins was swallowed up by the Nine Layers Mie Shilian, and was not reserved for her body training.

Of course, it cannot be said that the strength has not improved.

It's just farther than expected.

Shang Xie said: "What do you know! You can't see the benefits now, but in the future you will know that doing so is accumulating foundation and benefiting endlessly."

Yue Qingcheng said lightly: "Stop drawing big cakes, so far, the person who has benefited the most is you."

"Hey hey hey..."

Shang Xie smiled contentedly, "I don't know when someone with a strong purple spirit will come to die. In this way, you can condense more virtual spirit veins, and you can also build a purple spirit army that you want."

Yue Qingcheng brushed her long hair.

"It won't be long."

Can that Lian Yaoji endure like this?

Judging from the opinions of those people, the rank of the holy envoy does not represent the strength. The ninth holy envoy, Lian Yaoji, does not seem to be afraid of the Phoenix Lord.

Yue Qingcheng ruined her place, how could she expose it so easily?

"If Lian Yaoji turns a blind eye, there is still that Seventh Holy Envoy Leng Fengchan..."

The actions of the Qilan Dynasty were the Seventh Holy Envoy Leng Feng Chan's envoy.

But Yue Qingcheng didn't know anything about this person, and Mai Changlong and the others didn't know much either, and they were in contact with the seventh holy servant under the seat of the seventh holy envoy.

……

Holy City.

"What, the Qilan Dynasty destroyed this mountain?"

Lian Yaoji condensed her black eyebrows, and a stern look flashed in her eyes. With her as the center, the whole room began to crawl out of the cold frosty white mist.

"Yes, Holy Messenger, do you want to send someone to destroy the Qilan Dynasty?"

Lian Yaoji closed her eyes, but the throbbing eyelids still revealed her furious emotions at the moment.

After a while, she slowly opened her eyes.

"After all, it is a dynasty. How can it be destroyed as soon as it is said? The palace master does not like to kill, so there is no need to do so. What about the three people in this mountain? Are they dead?"

"Returning to the Holy Envoy, after the three of them and several generals from the Qilan Dynasty entered the Tianzhu Palace, no news came out."

Lian Yaoji was taken aback, "...Is that ghost owl so powerful?"

Her heart skipped a beat.

With her ability, it may not be impossible to kill so many purple spirits.

But she is a majestic envoy, and Gui Xiao is just an unknown person.From another aspect, it shows the horror of the ghost owl.

"Our losses will be paid to the Qi Lan Dynasty!"

"Holy envoy, the seventh holy envoy..."

After all, the Qilan Dynasty's backer is Leng Fengchan, the Seventh Holy Envoy, so he should come forward to obstruct one or two, right?

Lian Yaoji sneered, "Leng Fengchan? It's really hard to deal with. Let's negotiate first. As for that ghost owl, first observe and observe. If he is really a talent, I still have great use..."

Talent that can be made?

The people kneeling on the ground were slightly startled, is the envoy still planning to subdue that ghost owl?

"Go back..."

After the people stepped back, Lian Yaoji took out a jade box from the storage ring and opened it.

A snow lotus exuding a dense white mist is blooming in it, and its aura is compelling.

Lian Yaoji took it out, put it in the palm of her hand and slowly refined it, but remembered the order of the palace master and Gui Xiao in her mind.

"Ghost owl? I hope you don't let me down...otherwise..."

(End of this chapter)