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Not only that, among the nine clans, there are only two people who are truly qualified to practice the Yanxing Dragon Transformation Art among the same generation, one is him Yan Huan, the other is his twin brother Yan Ku, and if someone practices this family secret art, then , this person will either become a member of the Yan Clan, or... disappear from this world forever!

Thinking of this, a murderous intent flashed in Yan Huan's eyes, and no one noticed it. Ming Qi smiled at him and said, "Abandoning one's own blood is tantamount to abandoning one's ancestors. I dare not, Lord Yan, please forgive me."

There was another burst of clamor, "He is crazy, your lord has already proposed such a generous condition."

"I think not only the adults are crazy today, but this guy is even more crazy!"

"Who do you think you are, to be so arrogant after getting the Yanxing Dragon Transformation Technique?"

For a while, there were voices of surprise and insults one after another, Ming Qi turned a deaf ear to it, looked at Yan Huan's expression with a faint smile, and thought, "He already has murderous intentions. Meet with him, let's have some leisure for a few days, lest he send someone to plot against me."

Ming Qi said again, "However, if you defeat me, I will join the Yan Clan, become a foreigner of the Yan Clan, and be loyal to the Yan Clan forever."

This remark made everyone laugh even more, pointing at Ming and laughing, "Haha, this kid is indeed a lunatic, do you think you can defeat Lord Yanquan?"

"He's a madman, not a fool."

Yan Huan didn't say anything, since when Ming issued the one-star flame's Yanxing Dragon Transformation Technique just now, he knew that this person had the strength of an earth king.

All of a sudden, the aura was released from Yanquan's body, and he rushed straight to Mingqi, but he still only smiled, and the power of the law of fire immediately formed a storm around his body.

Everyone was shocked again, "So it's the king of land, no wonder Master Yanquan is so fancy."

The King of Earth only needs a Nirvana Dzogchen and a powerful opportunity to achieve it. This does not mean too much, it only means that this person may have a background, or good luck, even if such opportunities are pitiful, but After all, not being able to show a person's future is far from enough for Yan Huan to attach so much importance to it.

And that Xingyan's Yan Xing Long Jue really showed the great potential of this person in the future, and this is what Yan Quan really liked.

At this time, Ming Qi turned his eyes to the people of the Chiyan tribe, and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely participate in the Jiuyan Dingkun Meeting, and I will definitely meet you. It won't be too late for a showdown at that time, and I lose. According to the conditions just now, you lose, except for the rewards given by the Yan Clan, and I want you to promise me one thing."

This matter is a trap for Mingqi out of the consideration of the Clan Clan. At least for Yan Huan, who is almost equivalent to the future patriarch of the Yan Clan, to promise himself one thing is equivalent to planting a large amount of treasure. It was when these treasures were unearthed.

Although Yan Huan has been in the first place for a long time, he is not that kind of arrogant and conceited generation. Although everyone around him talked about how to hit Ming Qi with an egg, his eyes were always on Ming Qi, because if he agreed to the other party, then , he couldn't afford to lose, and he also knew what kind of conspiracy was behind the other party's proposal.

After thinking twice, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I promise you." A strong person will always have confidence in his own strength, especially when he can't see that the other party is stronger than himself, even if the two are not on the same level, they can't help it. Will slightly underestimate the other party and magnify yourself.

This is a little trouble for the strong's self-confidence, and Ming Qi just took advantage of Yan Huan's recognition that his strength is not stronger than Yan Huan's.

He immediately forced out a drop of blood from his finger, and Yan Huan also pressed out a little blood with one finger. After the two colors melted into the air to form a strange texture, it heralded the success of this contract.

"The kid just said that he wants to participate in Jiuyan Dingkun, so he will definitely challenge one of the two members of my Chiyan tribe." The Chiyan tribe whispered.

"Goodbye, I hope you are qualified to let me do my best!" Mingqi laughed, making Yanquan frowned, and the originally calm heart was filled with uneasiness. Could it be because of this sentence that the other party said deliberately?

No, absolutely not, but the contract has been established, it is useless to think about it, what can be done now is to improve the strength in these seven days!

As the space twisted, Yan Huan disappeared from the crowd.Ming Qi walks alone under the faint moonlight. He has become accustomed to life-and-death battles for many years, and he is not in a hurry to improve his strength to fight against Yan Huan, walking under the faint moonlight.

The so-called leisure is nothing more than this, even if it is just a moment, it is enough to make Ming Qi's heart calm.

He jumped up a mountain in one step, and the water vapor in the night was still sinking, and a trace of warmth was spreading.

A trace of summer cool wind blows, very refreshing, the body that has gradually become hot and dry in September seems to be completely cooled, there is some kind of rule in this wind.

Although there is no way to explore this kind of rule, you can really feel its existence. Although it is a vague mass, it is full of irreversible rules set by heaven and earth.

With the slightest touch, his left hand began to turn Feihan more and more. In the past, Mingqi used his own intelligence to deduce, operate, and control skills with what he could think of.At this moment, it was different. Following the summer wind, he didn't deliberately think about it. It was all based on a feeling in the summer wind, which spread in his soul, and gradually transferred this feeling to the power of ice in his hand. flow.

He had never felt such an easy movement, as if it was a certain rule in the summer wind, connecting with the movement of the non-cold source force in his hand, gradually forming an invisible and natural rotation.

At this moment, he sat up unconsciously, and gradually fell into a strange state, that is, fell asleep, and was experiencing unprecedented ease and wonder.

At this moment, the soul seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, but the movement in the hand seemed to involve the soul in the body, otherwise, the soul seemed to be able to fly out of the body.

With Mingqi's body as the center, a rhythm and change gradually formed. He is not able to heaven, but he is in Nirvana Dzogchen, but he floats gently in the air, and a soft and invisible breeze blows him hold up.

There are no violent fluctuations and huge energy spills, but all the power around him comes from the heaven and the earth, just like the breeze rolling ripples on the lake, this wind is gentle and natural.

Gradually, this part was scorching hot again, and the whole right arm was burning redly, whistling with the wind, and this wind carried a trace of scorching heat, this scorching heat seemed to be the heat condensed by countless vitality.

As the wind blows, the branches grow wildly, and a layer of water appears on the ground. The summer solstice is rainy and the vegetation is lush.

This lasted for a while, and after a while, the wind changed, and it was as sharp as a knife, and it was like extremely dry sand. During the blowing, Ming's left arm began to change, and an invisible cycle gradually condensed on the left arm.

With this gust of wind, the flowers withered and leaves fell, the fog turned into frost, and a few ice flowers were added in the dead silence.

Until this gust of wind blows away, it is already dawn, and the vortex inscribed on the left arm blows out three kinds of wind, spring, summer and winter, when the morning light of dawn pierces the dark night, his soul is suddenly shaken, as if something broke in the soul, a big wave The soul power surged out.

His soul broke through and finally stepped into the heavenly level. An unprecedented feeling hit him. Ming Qi opened his eyes and looked at the source of the morning light.

It can be said to be careless!In the ancient tomb, he had never raised the non-cold source power before, but at this moment, the perception of the power of the ice law composed of the source force has been increased several times overnight, that is to say, the source force has also become several times stronger!

It is not cold, which melts spring and winter. At this moment, he has integrated into the changes of summer. The power of ice is to condense the three different changes of the power of ice in spring, summer, and winter. His understanding is only sporadic, and now he understands Xia for the first time, and following the deduction, Chundong's understanding goes a step further!

He looked at the sky and murmured, "This breakthrough can be regarded as the most tyrannical skill I have created! At first, Fei Han was no more than a high-level space-level power, and the condensed source power was extremely chaotic. , I adjusted and changed it, and it was enough to reach the second-day level, and it was still at this level just yesterday, but at this moment... the heavenly level!"

His eyes flickered violently. Heaven-level skills need no longer just to operate, but understanding of heaven and earth is more important, especially the ability to gather source force.

All of this should have removed the word energy long ago, no matter from the power of law or the source force, it has long had little connection with energy, but since ancient times, practitioners of energy have been accustomed to using this word, so it has been retained until now, otherwise the power of the heavenly power How can someone who practices the power of the law be called a cultivator instead of another name.

"Good luck!" Ming Qi spit out these two words after his eyes gradually calmed down.

"At this moment, I am no longer called Feihan, but... Remnant Wind~~" Mingqi changed the name when his eyes flickered, and he said, "Since I created Feihan, I haven't checked the Bing King's abilities for a long time. Now, even though I don’t know how to practice, I still need to use this as the basis for my own ice skill cultivation other than the concentration of the source force, after all, I have learned it for 20 years.”

Ming Qi shot out the demon blood, stepped on it, and walked towards Shifu.

Not long after returning to the Shifu, there was a knock on the door outside the stone gate, and Ming Bingli withdrew it, saying, "Come in."

Immediately, those two Bai Yan and Zi Yan tribe's foreigners pushed open the stone gate, and there were three people standing behind them, and one of them was Yan Huan.

"Yan Huan?" Ming frowned, but immediately vetoed this speculation, Yan Huan's brows showed calm and wise, but at this moment the person in front of him only had unbearable anger in his eyes.

Although it looked indifferent on the surface, there was still an unbearable expression.

"Who are you?" Before Ming Qi could speak, he asked first, Ming Qi smiled lightly, and said, "King Mu, a foreigner from the Chiyan clan."

This person is Yan Huan's younger brother Yan Ku, after hearing what happened last night, he immediately found Ming Qi's residence and rushed over.Yan Kudao said, "I heard that you got the Yanxing Dragon Transformation Art of Minghuang Sanxingyan, but is it true?"

The two Nengtians behind him were obviously trying to frighten him, and the Flame Cave in front of him was not weak either. In the middle stage of the Heavenly Level, there was a great possibility of breaking through to the peak of the first stage.

In comparison, he is only a little weaker than Yan Huan, but this person is impetuous, has the same talent as Yan Huan, but does not have Yan Huan's temper, and has never been able to surpass Yan Huan, nor can he condense Yan Huan into a dragon. The cause of a star inflammation.

"It's impossible, how could a mere foreigner from the Chiyan clan condense a single star of flame!" There was a look of disapproval in his eyes.

Ming Qi didn't talk too much with him, and said, "It's impossible, Jiuyan Dingkun will talk about it later." Ming Qi also ignored the identity of the other party, turned around and closed the door and stopped talking to him.

"My good fellow, you are so arrogant. Well, since you have decided to decide the outcome of the Jiuyan Dingkun with your brother, then I will kill you before you fight with your brother. Let's go!" He turned around He left with the two of them, leaving Bai Yan, the two foreigners from the Ziyan tribe, for some reason, you look at me, I look at you.

Although they didn't know what happened last night, there was an uproar among the entire Nine Clans. The powerful members of the Yan Clan set their eyes on Ming Qi one after another.

And Ming Qi naturally knew that he was the focus at this moment, but to really hit the Yan Clan hard, he could only penetrate to a high enough height, and only then could he touch some of the Yan Clan's secrets. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

(It’s already getting dark, I want to say something, in the days without subscription, life is in the dark, in the days without VIPs, I rely on full attendance, what’s wrong, is it really difficult to give VIPs? I don't want to just watch Quanqin's final book like this~ By the way, I don't do that kind of thing if I didn't make up the word count. The number of words must exceed [-].)