Guide to the Empress becoming a God

When his eyes fell on the young disciple, Geng Tong stretched out his hand almost without thinking.

The surroundings were in chaos at the moment, and the little disciple, like all the disciples of the Changsheng Pavilion, raised his head and focused on watching the second master ancestor who appeared in the sky, who had only appeared in legends before.

While watching, the collar suddenly tightened, and the whole person was lifted from the ground.

The little disciple felt like a rabbit whose ears were being held up. He was so annoyed that he flapped his hands and feet and was about to curse. When he turned his face and saw the person who picked him up, he immediately stopped.

Like a rabbit playing dead.

Geng Tong took the little disciple to his side, and scolded the little disciple: "What can a little kid understand? Why don't you go back and practice!"

The child's originally clean big black-eyed Ren'er was wronged and turned into two moist poached eggs.

But the little disciples dared to disobey Geng Tong's wishes, wiped the snot that didn't come out, and walked out of the Taoist altar, and followed his master's ancestor's instructions, and took away a group of young disciples who were about his age.

At that time, all the young disciples and grandchildren had complaints on their faces, complaining that their master was a little too lenient.

But later they realized that Master Zuzu did that to save their lives.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoyao was holding the sword like that, looking at Rong Mochou with a smile, his expression was like watching a play.

When Rong Mochou's performance was almost finished, Feng Xiaoyao spoke lightly.

"Senior brother can't keep up with our junior brothers in practice. The reason is that you can't be tough in anything except your mouth!"

Rong Mochou kept staring at the master Feng Xiaoyao, this time using his spiritual sense: "Feng Xiaoyao, you want to die!"

As soon as his words fell, Feng Xiaoyao on the other side didn't move much, but a red lightning suddenly appeared where he was standing.

Rong Mochou jumped up and shouted sharply: "Feng Xiaoyao, you want to kill the same family?"

Accompanied by Rong Mochou's shout, there was also a crumbling altar.

The people below didn't see what was going on at all, seeing that the altar was destroyed, they thought it was Feng Xiaoyao who made a move on Rong Mochou this time.

Rong Mochou's more than a dozen disciples immediately stood up with their swords, all kinds of spiritual root spells were activated, and the attack power of different colors and shapes flashed.

Shen Yuyun was a little anxious to see Feng Xiaoyao being attacked from different directions in countless attacks.

"How about I go up and help Little Phoenix, Rong Mochou has a solid foundation in the Changsheng Pavilion, and Little Phoenix will probably suffer."

Agui's hand was already on the hilt of the sword, but instead of rushing up impulsively as usual, she asked Yu Xinzhu restrainedly.

No matter how emotionally he leans towards Feng Xiaoyao, this is a private matter within the Changsheng Pavilion, and as a Jiange member, it is not good to meddle in the affairs of other pavilions.

This kind of privilege of Kuaguan Pavilion accountability is only granted by the island owner Wen Qiong in the entire Tianbei Island.

Yu Xinzhu looked up at the situation above, her delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned, but her expression was quite calm.

"Looking at it now, it's not a problem for Senior Brother Feng to deal with these people. If these junior disciples bully others, Jiange will do its best to help Senior Brother Feng!"

"Follow Master Shaoge's order!"

This time replying to Yu Xinzhu's words, in addition to Agui and Yueya, there were also many Jiange disciples who were listening to the sermon today.

Yu Song is not here, Yu Xinzhu has the final say here.

Yu Xinzhu's words showed Jiange's attitude.

Yan Yan, who had been silent all this time, spoke suddenly.

"Get ready to do it, it wasn't your second senior brother who made the first move just now."

Agui and Yueya's expressions changed.

The two of them didn't see who made the first move just now, they just saw a pillar of flames soaring into the sky, and they thought it was Feng Xiaoyao who was planning to deal with Rong Mochou.

However, Agui and Yueya immediately realized that Yanyan was already in the realm of transforming spirits, and Yanyan was a special spatial spiritual root, and her control over time and spatial distance was beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

Yu Xinzhu, on the other hand, believed every word Yan Yan said without any doubt, and immediately ordered: "Disciples of Jiange, prepare for battle!"

"Young master's order!"

Everyone in the Jiange responded in unison, and then all released their sword intent.

The cultivation base of Jiange disciples is purer than that of ordinary sword cultivators, and most of them are water roots or earth roots, which probably has something to do with the cold temperament of the sword.

With so many Jiange disciples releasing sword spirit and energy at the same time, the surrounding air dropped several degrees.

Seeing that everyone in Jiange was ready for the battle, You Changqing and Zhan Liang were also gearing up, looking eagerly at Yanyan.

Yanyan's reaction was completely opposite to Yu Xinzhu's.

She didn't look at the expectant eyes of the disciples of her White Mist Hall at all, and only spoke to Mr. Yumei.

"If Jiange doesn't go back, everyone in the White Mist Palace will trouble you to bring it back to Shanxia Peak."

It's not that Yanyan is timid, she has self-knowledge.

Although the strength of the children in the White Mist Palace has indeed improved a lot, it is incomparable to compare with the Jiange of Tianbei Island, which has a profound heritage.

Mr. Yumei bowed his hands to Yanyan: "I will not disgrace my life!"

Just as Mr. finished speaking, an angry voice shouted next to him: "I won't leave!"

Turning her face sideways, Yan Yan saw that Bi Cheng had already taken out his two eye-catching large kitchen knives at some point.

He is holding the kitchen knife in his arms at the moment, where can he sit and be angry?

Yanyan was about to speak, when two angry voices remembered: "We're not leaving either!"

Then Yanyan saw Bi Cheng behind, You Changqing and Zhan Liang sat down together holding a silver whip in their arms.

That expression, tone of voice, and even the sitting posture... are exactly the same as their senior brother Bi.

In the past, Bi Cheng always got angry with her, and Yan Yan was used to it.

At this moment, the two old men who together are hundreds of years old are also angry with her just like Bi Cheng...

The picture is a bit humorous.

But the two old men clearly grasped Yanyan's temper.

As long as the suzerain is not willing to punish the elder brother, they will be fine!
According to their previous experience, the suzerain is usually not willing to punish the elder brother.

Yanyan laughed angrily, and was about to speak, when a heavy thunder suddenly hit her head.

Brows sank, Yan Yan raised her head and looked up to the sky.

I saw the enchantment of the Changsheng Pavilion that was split by Feng Xiaoyao just now, and I don't know when it will be suppressed again.

While she was arranging her troops with one heart, the second confrontation had already taken place above the sky.

By the time everyone realized it, the entire sky-like enchantment roof had been smashed down as a whole.

Unbiased, it hit Feng Xiaoyao on the back.

Feng Xiaoyao arched her body, and used her back to hold the sky that seemed to be falling.

With him as the center, radial cracks visible to the naked eye spread to the top of the enchantment of the Changsheng Pavilion.

Even if he didn't see the scene just now with his own eyes, the picture in front of him couldn't be more clear and perfectly presents the scene that happened just now.

Feng Xiaoyao actually smashed the big barrier!

From his whole body, there is a fierce flame burning.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoyao is like a phoenix trapped in a spider's web, exhausting his last strength, burning the fire of life vigorously.

Mr. Yumei raised his head, his usually quiet expression rarely showed surprise.

"Consummation God Consummation Realm, this child is really amazing!"

This is a sincere appreciation from Hedao Daxiu.

Yanyan, Yueya and Agui... Everyone was shocked by this scene and couldn't recover for a while.

Feng Xiaoyao actually withstood the huge crushing force of the entire enchantment with his own strength.

They were even more shocked by Feng Xiaoyao's strength, which had already surpassed the elders of the guardians of Tianbei Island.

Such a young man who is in the perfect state of transforming spirit is simply a lunatic in the practice world!
A drop of blood was slowly dripping from the corner of Feng Xiaoyao's mouth, which was still smiling...