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Chapter 1403 Meet the Ancestor
After staggering for a few steps, Su Yicai stopped his figure and stared at the mysterious woman closely, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But at the sea of ​​burning flowers, the sea of ​​burning flowers had already stopped, and Xuanshuang and Sikong Chang were no longer there.

In front of the sea of ​​flowers, there is only a graceful figure, with a slender figure and beautiful eyes, looking at the stone room behind him.

"The aura of the golden dragon seems to still have the aura of our clan. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the second sister to handle it. Let the sixth sister deal with it!"

There is a supreme majesty between the yingying eyebrows, and an imperceptible poignancy on the beautiful face.

As soon as the voice fell, it disappeared directly in place, leaving only the burning flower field that had not been completely burned, still shining with a very mysterious light.

Inside the stone room, it was extremely quiet.

Su Yi quietly wiped away the blood from his mouth, revealing a mysterious smile.

Fortunately, Yang Ming protected his body in time, and he had cultivated into Yuanyang Tianlong bone, otherwise it would be really difficult to resist the attack of the woman in front of him.

"A wild monster?"

Su Yi thought to himself, it seems that here, the mysterious woman in the Demon Sect Realm is also very afraid of her Hunyuan Supreme Art, so she said directly.

"Miss, you are more fun, come, come, let's come again!"

The mysterious woman did not show any weakness, her vitality skyrocketed again, a Demon Emperor Realm ninth level, and a Yuan Void Realm ninth level, and she was struggling a little, and when the eldest sister came back, I was afraid that she would be ridiculed.

Then he smiled lightly, his beautiful eyes looked forward, and his breath adjusted quite long, very charming.

"Then come again! See how long you can last!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a demonic aura surging on the soles of the feet, and the huge phantom once again thought of Su Yi's figure and rushed straight.

Seeing the graceful figure of the mysterious woman rushing towards him continuously, the golden light in Su Yi's deep eyes surged instantly, and then he quickly jumped forward.

"boom!"

Above the void, a clear and cold voice came faintly.

"enough!"

Before he could react, the figures of the giant cat and the emperor sparrow disappeared quickly, and Su Yi suddenly felt the surging vitality of the Void Divine Sea in his body freeze.

The phantom of the emperor sparrow quickly shrank behind Su Yi as if it was sluggish, and finally disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, an ancient, deep, otherworldly and refined breath poured into Su Yi's heart and soul, and he felt extremely comfortable immediately.

There was an extremely gentle force pushing from his chest, and he gently supported himself on the ground. As soon as he exerted his strength, Su Yi's vitality could not be circulated at all.

Another huge and incomparable space ripple oscillated, and the clothes all over his body fluttered.

The surrounding body overflowing with brilliance suddenly dimmed, and looking at the mysterious woman, she was no longer where she was.

On the other hand, Yang Ming couldn't help restraining his demonic aura, his eyes were shocked, and he stood on the spot in a daze.

The stone room was quiet again!

In the solemn stone room, only the old and fierce aura remained, and the fight just now was as illusory as a dream.

"Come out! Run if you can't beat it!"

Su Yi's holy weapon was tightly held, and the sharp fluctuations quietly permeated. With a strong swing, the sharp blade was like a tide, and it directly slashed towards the nine statues.

The piercing blade light traveled halfway, and disappeared as soon as it was touched.

"Su Yi!"

A faint voice came from the heart, it was Ling Qianxue.

Su Yi was greatly surprised, Ling Qianxue had just fallen asleep, why did she wake up so quickly, and said hastily.

"Qianxue, why are you awake? It's so weird here!"

Ling Qianxue saw that Su Yi was still waving the blade, and hurriedly stopped her, her voice trembling slightly.

"Don't fight anymore, this is the Nine Spirits Altar of our clan!"

The vitality in the wide meridians in Su Yi's body suddenly stopped, his heart fluctuated, and he was extremely surprised by what Ling Qianxue said.

"Are you sure?"

Ling Qianxue closed her eyes slightly, a touch of emotion flashed across her jade face and vermilion lips, and she nodded.

What Su Yi didn't know was that Ling Qianxue who woke up was also extremely shocked when she saw the stone room in front of her.

Ling Qianxue couldn't believe that this was actually the altar of the Jiuling Tmall clan!

The Nine-Life Cat Demon was originally a descendant of the Nine-Ling Tmall. With continuous inheritance, it finally evolved into the current Nine-Life Cat Demon.

This is exactly the same as what the elders of the clan once said, and it is exactly as imagined. The largest statue at present should be the ancestor of Jiuling Lynx, Ling Lanyin!

Stopping the excitement in her heart, Ling Qianxue stabilized her mind and carefully analyzed whether this is the environment or the reality. If this is where Jiuling Tmall is, it means that her lineage has not been cut off!

"boom!"

The ear-splitting sound of thunder resounded through the entire stone room, and hit Su Yi and Yang Ming directly like a storm.

Immediately, he used his Hunyuan Supreme Kung Fu with all his strength to mobilize the awe-inspiring vitality in his body, barely avoiding the sudden blow.

The space ripples have not completely dissipated, and a figure in his 20s slowly walked out of the distorted space ripples, with a slender waist and extremely slender legs.

Wearing a long purple dress, her black hair is like a waterfall, soft and reaches her ears, her snow is as thick as fat, and there is a hint of chill in her bright eyes, and the two rows of dense eyelashes tremble like a feather fan.

The willow eyebrows seemed to be frowning, the shoulders were shaved, the waist was plain, and the whole body was filled with lavender haze, and the incomparably soaring demonic aura made Su Yi's hair stand on end, like a legendary fairy, cold and evil.

Those of the monster tribe, some have ghosts, some have gods, some have ghosts, some have fox fire, or weak yin fire, such as divine light, strange grass, or strange wood, all of them are psychics.

It was only at this time that Su Yi realized that there was such a beautiful woman in the world that people dare not look directly at her.

"The ancestor of Lanyin!" Ling Qianxue covered her face and called out, her voice trembling, she couldn't believe her eyes.

"Ah?" Su Yi could feel that Ling Qianxue was lying on the ground directly in the spirit, not daring to move at all.

The woman called Ling Lanyin was like a fairy Lingbo, with white teeth and moth eyebrows, looking bright, and there was an evil spirit in her cold eyes, she looked at Su Yi with an appearance that was definitely not a person in the world.

Su Yi was a little overwhelmed by Ling Qianxue's adoring appearance, and was immediately at a loss for words.

Linglanyin opened his mouth lightly, and an extremely cold fairy voice came out faintly.

"Are you awake?"

As soon as the words finished, a radiant wave of light burst out from between Ling Lanyin's eyebrows, and surrounded Su Yi's head.

The halo was like the scorching sun, absorbing Su Yi's soul crazily, only to see Ling Qianxue in the soul turned into a tiny light spot, and sucked out of Su Yi's body along with the light waves.

"Whoosh!"

When Su Yi came to his senses, Ling Qianxue had already knelt down beside Su Yi, looking down at Ling Lanyin's direction, her eyes full of respect.

"Qianxue, you're out!"

What surprised Su Yi even more was that Ling Qianxue's aura was still very weak, but her figure gradually condensed and solidified, and she was generally very real like the little girl and mysterious woman just now.

Ling Qianxue didn't dare to answer Su Yi's question anymore, her brows were furrowed, and she bowed down to Ling Lanyin.

"Disciple Ling Qianxue, pay homage to Lanyin's ancestor!"

(End of this chapter)