Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3564 Empress Qingluo!

A conflict was resolved, but Ling Feng's original plan to keep a low profile was completely declared "bankrupt".

I believe that what happened here will soon spread throughout the entire Leixiao Holy City.

"Junior Brother Ling, since there's nothing else going on here, I'll take my leave first. If you're in the city, you're playing and making trouble. If you don't mind doing it, it's better not to do it, especially when you meet a lunatic like Cao Wuxie. Just leave it to us."

Zhuo Junjie glanced at Ling Feng earnestly, and then left with the other two patrolling guards.

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders. It seems that among the five Xuntian clans, they are not all in harmony.

"Forget it! Brat, let's go back!"

Xiao Xianling originally wanted to take Ling Feng out to taste delicious food, but after such a commotion, she lost all interest in an instant and shouted to go back to rest.

"It's really boring, you can always get into trouble wherever you go!"

Xiao Xianling pouted her lips and muttered softly, "You brat, are you born to be a troublemaker?"

Ling Feng was speechless for a while, but Xiao Xianling was right in saying one thing, she could cause trouble wherever she went.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly, it seemed that he really had to reflect on himself.

"Mr. Ling, I'm really sorry that what happened just now caused you trouble."

At this moment, Shi Shiran, Yu Shiwei's senior sister Feng Ling, walked up to Ling Feng, bowed her head, and showed a deep apology in her bright eyes.

It's no wonder that Cao Wuxie is so obsessed with this woman. This senior sister Fengling is indeed a peerless beauty, and I feel pity for her.

"It's a trivial matter, it's nothing to worry about, anyone with blood will help."

Ling Feng thought of the old man who was almost killed by Cao Wuxie before, at this moment, he was still in shock, even if Feng Ling stepped forward to thank him, his eyes were still dull, as if he still couldn't get over the fear of death. Get out of it.

Ling Feng shook his head slightly. It seems that the so-called first-rate forces or second-rate forces are not worth mentioning in front of top forces like the Xuntian Huo Clan.

He stepped forward and gently held down the man, using the power of his spiritual sense to appease his soul source, and after a while, his dull eyes regained some of their spirit.

"what!"

Hearing a scream, the man kept frantically touching his whole body, and kept repeating: "Burn me to death! Burn to death!..."

"Don't worry, you're not dead."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, the man came back to his senses and realized that he was not wrapped in flames, he let out a sigh of relief, murmured, tears filled his eyes, "I'm not dead, I'm not dead..."

"Young master, I just thank you for your righteousness."

Feng Ling also gave him a salute, the man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his complexion was still pale, but seeing the beauty thanking him, he swallowed hard, and said in shock: "What? Acting righteously is just overthinking one's ability. Speaking of which..."

He took a deep breath, turned to look at Ling Feng, "Thank you, Brother Dao, for saving your life."

Ling Feng patted him on the shoulder lightly, injected a ray of soft wood-type mana, and said with a smile: "Although your strength is far inferior to that of Cao Wuxie, but you have the courage to stand up, and you have surpassed too many people gone."

"Ha ha……"

The man scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "I'm not as powerful as you said... That's right..."

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and hurriedly said: "I haven't asked brother Gao's surname yet. My name is Fang Shaoan. I am a disciple representing the Kunwu Immortal Sect to participate in the Qijue Immortal List. I thought everyone was at the level of an immortal. I can go through a few tricks, I can't think of... hey..."

That Fang Shaoan sighed softly, the same realm, the difference in strength, but it is completely different.

A casual blow from Cao Wuxie could destroy him forever.

In fact, among the many geniuses, Cao Wuxie can only be regarded as the upper middle level.

"So it's Brother Fang."

Ling Feng cupped his fists and saluted him, "I'm Xia Lingfeng, a disciple of Tianzhi."

"Tian Zhi!"

Fang Shaoan's eyes widened. Although the Immortal Territory is vast and boundless, as long as it is an immortal monk who founded a sect on the Immortal Territory, he has definitely heard of the seven super first-class forces.

"It turned out to be a high-ranking disciple of Tianzhi, no wonder, no wonder!"

A look of envy flashed in Fang Shaoan's eyes. The Kunwu Immortal Sect can only be regarded as a second-rate force, not even as good as Wanjian Villa, which Ling Feng once visited.

In the eyes of the vast majority of ordinary monks, every disciple who can worship Heavenly Grasp is undoubtedly a dragon among men.

"It's a great honor to know Brother Ling!"

The excitement on Fang Shaoan's face was beyond words, and his eagerness almost made him kneel in front of Ling Feng and call him "big brother".

"Stinky boy, what are you still doing with the ink, let's go!"

Outside the door, Xiao Xianling already looked impatient, and glared at Ling Feng angrily.

Originally, she had already ordered a table of delicacies, and she was ready to feast on them, but the food hadn't been served yet, and the shop was smashed. It's no wonder that she is now in a very irritable mood, and she exploded at one o'clock.

Ling Feng smiled helplessly, exchanged some greetings with Fang Shaoan, exchanged addresses, and said goodbye to Yu Shiwei, then returned to Haoxing Bieyuan with Xiao Xianling.

Unexpectedly, this woman, Xiao Xianling, became interested again after walking halfway, looking here and there, and when the two returned to the other courtyard, it was already sunset and dusk.

Ling Feng was exhausted, and when he looked back, Si Chen appeared not far behind him again at some unknown time.

Come to think of it, this woman had been secretly following him before.

In other words, even if Immortal Yufeng and the others hadn't come, they would certainly not suffer much.

Xiao Xianling grabbed a meat skewer in her left hand and two catties of pastries in her right hand, eating them with great enjoyment.

After filling her stomach, the woman's mood obviously improved a lot. Not only did she smile all over her face, she would occasionally generously feed some of the pastries and delicacies she had collected to Ling Feng.

Although, the person who paid the money was originally Ling Feng.

When he was about to walk to the gate of Bieyuan, he saw a figure running towards him from a distance. Ling Feng stared at him. Good guy, it was Fang Shaoan who had parted at the gate of the restaurant before.

It was only about an hour or two apart, and he came to the door so quickly?

But Ling Feng took a closer look, and found that this guy had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and his clothes were torn and ragged, making him look very embarrassed.

Obviously, it was a fat beating.

"It's him again?"

Xiao Xianling obviously also noticed this guy, she frowned first, but quickly covered her mouth and exclaimed: "How did he get beaten up like this? God..."

"Brother Ling, brother Ling!..."

At this moment, Fang Shaoan rushed to Ling Feng, crying, and with a plop, he knelt down in front of Ling Feng, and then burst into tears, "I...I really have no choice, so I came to you of!"

"Get up."

Ling Feng quickly supported Fang Shaoan, "Get up and talk."

"Brother Ling, you must help me this time, only you... only you can help me."

Seeing Fang Shaoan crying so much, Ling Feng couldn't help but sighed, this guy might not be possessed by a weak spirit, how could he be so unlucky.

Forget it, a good man will do his best to send the Buddha to the west, and finally get to know him, so we can't just leave him alone.

……

At the very center of Lei Xiao Holy City, there is the Immortal Imperial City of the Thunder Clan that surveys the sky.

Although the Five Immortal Courts are independent, they are all headed by the Xuntian Lei Clan.

There is no other, because everyone knows that Immortal Emperor Yi Ting of the Thunder Clan who patrols the sky is the well-deserved number one powerhouse in the Immortal Domain.

As long as there is Immortal Emperor Yi Ting around for a day, the Xuntian Thunder Clan will be the overlord among the overlords, and no one in this world would dare to rule the roost.

In the depths of the palace, Immortal Emperor Yi Ting sat cross-legged on the cloud platform, surrounded by fairy clouds, and the whole world, shrouded in pale golden light, looked peaceful.

And in the huge space, except for the cloud platform at the feet of Immortal Yi Ting, there is only one mirror across the sky, hanging high above the sky.

Within the mirror, mountains, rivers, heaven and earth, stars, sun and moon are endless.

At this moment, in the bright mirror, a peerless face suddenly appeared. The woman wore a purple gold crown, and her eyes were as bright as stars, as if she could see all the mysteries in the world.

"Green radish."

The moment the beautiful image of the woman appeared in the bright mirror, Immortal Emperor Yi Ting slowly opened his eyes, looked at the bright mirror, and gently called out her name.

She is the empress of the Xuntian Feng Clan, the only empress in the endless fairyland, Empress Qingluo.

"See Emperor Zun."

Empress Qingluo within the mirror, nodded slightly towards Immortal Emperor Yiting. Even though she was honored as an empress, she still had to call him honor in front of the number one powerhouse in the fairyland.

"Unexpectedly, this time the deity invited all old friends to gather together, but in the end you were the only one who came personally."

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting had a flat complexion, neither joy nor anger could be seen, nor could he see any emotional fluctuations.

"It's probably because I'm the only one, and I don't like to hide and hide. I do one thing in front of my face and another behind my back."

Empress Qingluo smiled slightly, her smile could make time fascinated by it, but it couldn't disturb Immortal Emperor Yiting's state of mind.

"You are still as straightforward as ever when you speak, just like back then."

"It's better not to mention the past." Empress Qing Luo in the mirror, her eyes turned cold, "Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but say some disrespectful words to Emperor Zun."

"That's fine, don't mention it."

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting shook his head, and said lightly: "I just didn't expect that you would come."

"Everyone knows that the Qijue Immortal List is just a cover. Those old guys are smarter than the other, who would be willing to be a spearman for Emperor Zun."

"Oh?"

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting narrowed his eyes, smiled faintly, "Continue talking."

"But they still don't understand you, they don't understand what kind of arrogant and almost arrogant person you are. If you really want us to help, you will not use this poor excuse to invite us, but will use Your Regal power, order us to come."

"Hahaha……"

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting finally burst out laughing, "Perhaps I should feel relieved that there are still people who can understand me. Thank you very much for your frankness. Don't worry, there is no other conspiracy in the Qijue Immortal List, and I will even give up a big game Good luck, the Immortal Realm has been silent for too long, and it's time to stir up some troubles."

"Okay, thank you again for being an old friend who is willing to support me. Tomorrow, the Japanese Venerable will pour wine in person to thank you."

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting flicked lightly with his palm, and the figure of Empress Qing Luo within the mirror gradually disappeared.

And at the moment when the figure completely dissipated, Immortal Emperor Yi Ting's eyes were obviously a bit colder, "Don't you mention the past? Qingluo, Qingluo, after all, you still haven't been able to forget..."

At the same time, Empress Qingluo, who projected her Dharma image into Immortal Yi Ting's blue sky mirror with the secret technique of soul and soul, cursed coldly at the moment when her divine sense returned to her original state, "Old fox, what are you plotting?" ..."

(End of this chapter)