sun devour

Chapter 90

Yu Xiaojie's five-element holy body and the trace of chaotic spiritual power in his blood, these two things are the envy of the old man who has lived for 10,000+ years and traveled to countless star fields, these two things are also He had never seen it before, the chaotic spiritual power, he heard it from somewhere, otherwise, he would have no way of knowing the existence of this kind of energy.

As for the Holy Body of the Five Elements, the old man Meteor Saint is indeed speechless. This legendary heaven-defying body really exists. Thinking about his three-line mutated spirit body, it has already shocked the eyes of countless star field powerhouses. His physique has improved, but this young man who came out of nowhere and doesn't understand anything has a physique that makes everyone envious, so every time he sees Yu Xiaojie deflated, The old man Yunsheng will feel extremely happy.

"Could it be that when you were promoted to the imperial rank, you realized that it was that kind of trace?!" After laughing and feeling complacent, Old Man Shengsheng returned to the topic.

"When you entered the imperial rank...is that the trace of rhythm?!" Yu Xiaojie just thought for a while, his mind lit up, and he said in surprise.

Soon, Yu Xiaojie infiltrated his spiritual thoughts into the ground under his feet...

"This kid... really comprehends faster..." The old voice was full of melancholy and comfort. For Yu Xiaojie, in fact, he has nothing to dissatisfy. He only needs a little bit of everything, and Yu Xiaojie will understand , Where can I find such a disciple?

"Bang bang... bang bang..." The pulse of the earth kept echoing in Xiaojie's ears.

After a long time, Yu Xiaojie opened his eyes, but his pupils were full of confusion and doubts, and he murmured indifferently: "Rhythm... seems to have no trace..."

"Bastard, how could there be no traces?! If there were no traces, how did you catch that rhythm and be promoted to the imperial rank?" The old voice almost roared out from Xiaojie's mind.

Yu Xiaojie covered his head with his hands to ease the dizziness in his head, and then reconsidered the words of the old man Yunsheng carefully.

"That's right, if it's really gone without a trace, then how did I catch it?" The tip of his brows closed, and he wrinkled into a few words. With the rhythm of spiritual power, a blurry shadow flashed across his mind.

"Could it be that trace?!" Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Yu Xiaojie once again settled his spiritual thoughts and realized them carefully.

The night passed quickly. Although Yu Xiaojie hadn't caught the trace of the rhythm, at least he wouldn't waste the spirit source stone foolishly, and he was clear about the future direction. No more foolishly taking so many detours.

Exhaling a long mouthful of the turbid air in his body, Yu Xiaojie cast his eyes into the distance, looking at the boundless sky.

"Where should I find them?" Sighing slightly, Yu Xiaojie stood up silently, with a trace of worry remaining in his pupils.

"Hey... Let's find a place to settle down first and think of a way."

Glancing at the one big and one who were still sound asleep, he calmed down, opened his legs, and posed for a pose. The bland Wuji thirteen postures came out continuously in Yu Xiaojie's hands, without the slightest sound, but it seemed so The harmony, the other people have a kind of refreshing feeling.

A majestic mountain, surrounded by spiritual mist, with wide veins and high mountains, standing at the foot of the mountain, the top cannot be seen at a glance. This is a ancestral hall in the Eastern Region, where the Shuiyue Temple is located.

In the summit hall, as far as the eye can see, all the white-haired old people are sitting, they are all peaceful, and they all show the image of a tall man.

Behind each old man, there are mostly a few teenagers standing, looking at each other, but the corners of their eyes are inadvertently showing arrogance.

On the main hall, there is a large seat, and a middle-aged man with a square face sits there casually, with an invisible majesty in his eyes. He is the current suzerain of Shuiyuezong, Hao Xiong, but At this time, the corner of his eyes was full of doting, and he glanced at the girl sitting on the chair with him.

The girl Hao Shuiyue is the only daughter of Suzerain Hao Xiong. She is only thirteen years old, but she looks like a white lotus. Her hair, shawl down, bent over her slender swan white neck, and casually scattered on her slightly protruding breasts. At this time, she pouted her pink mouth slightly, and kept teasing her body with her fingers. His hair was spiky, and he seemed to be annoyed by something.

Looking at the girl's eyes, Hao Xiong was taken aback for a moment, then looked around, and saw those genius boys below, all staring at the girl with fiery eyes, secretly a little proud, but on the surface It's Yi Su.

"Ahem!" The sound of coughing came to the main hall, and the teenagers were suddenly awakened. Looking at the stern-faced Hao Xiong in the first place, they all lowered their heads.

"Elders, what do you think about the incident reported by Yu Nanguo?" Hao Xiong said slowly when everyone came back to their senses.

"This story is too fake, because it shouldn't be true. How can there be such a young man with a three-line spirit body in this world, hmph! It's just a myth." An old man under the first seat said.

Half a month ago, a news spread to Shuiyue Temple. A teenage boy, whose cultivation was above the second rank of the imperial rank, whose attributes were earth, fire, and gold, single-handedly destroyed several large cities in Yunan Kingdom. Finally, at the border of Yunan Kingdom, he After killing the two imperial-level priests who held tattoos in Yunan Kingdom, he left calmly.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately caused a lot of discussion. Not only did the elders not believe it, but Hao Xiong himself was not sure, so he had to send out spies. Yesterday, more than a dozen spies came back first. Hao Dazhi There is also a bottom in the middle.

"This matter has been settled." Hao Xiong raised his voice slightly, suppressing the noise in the hall.

The scene suddenly fell silent, everyone was a little stunned, and all eyes were on Hao Xiong.

"After seven days of investigation by more than a dozen spies, the news was confirmed yesterday..."

After a pause, Hao Xiong's eyes also flashed a trace of complexity, and then he continued: "That young man indeed possesses a three-line spiritual body! Moreover, his cultivation level is above the second rank of the imperial class!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent. The elders lowered their heads, not knowing what they were thinking, but the pupils of those teenagers were full of surprise and astonishment.

How can everyone accept a teenage boy with a three-line spirit body above the second level of the imperial rank? Whether it is the heaven-defying physique or the unparalleled speed of cultivation, it deeply shocked everyone present. people.

Listening to what everyone was saying, Hao Shuiyue's big bright eyes flickered, and she glanced at her father and the elders who looked sombre, curiosity flickered in her beautiful eyes.

"What kind of boy is that?..."

(End of this chapter)