Great Heaven Sovereign

Xuanling City, Murong aristocratic family.

"Hurry up, this is my Murong's chance. Once we have a relationship with Qin's son, we will have the final say after this Xuan Ling City.", "Murong has the final say." On an open space, Murong batian Zhenzhen said.

In front of him, hundreds of servants and disciples of Murong aristocratic family gathered quickly.

"The eldest lady sent a message and asked us to send people into Xuanling mountain to hunt down a man who offended childe Qin."

"Give me a bright spot in your eyes."

"Now, march into Xuanling mountain." Murong batian said in a deep voice.

Step, step.

Bursts of footsteps pressed together and then quickly disappeared under the night.

Xuanling palace.

Yang Ye is still in seclusion and rarely goes out of his study.

"How are you, young master? Have you walked out of the back mountain?" In the study, Yang ye asked.

Whoosh!

A dark shadow fell and knelt on one knee:

"Tell the king that the young master has always been very quiet and has never gone out of the back mountain." A sound appeared. They are the dark guards of Xuanling palace, that is, Yang Yechang's eyes in the dark night.

After all, as the master of Xuanling City, Yang Ye must have absolute control over Xuanling City, which is inevitable.

"It's the son of a noble Yang Zheng who has been in close contact with the Murong family recently." The voice said again.

"OK, keep watching. Don't worry about the son. The key point is the eldest young master. Now the son's wedding is coming, there must be no accident." Yang Ye said that he couldn't see any expression in the night, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"Yes!" In the dark, the voice responds, and then the figure flashes and disappears directly, as if it had never appeared.

"Yang Fan, are you really willing to be lonely? But you'd better do the same. Otherwise, don't blame me for being a father. I don't miss father and son." Yang Ye said to himself and then fell silent again.

At this time, in the Xuanling mountains.

Yang Fan's face was raw and loveless, and his scalp was numb.

Originally, Yang Fan was very excited when Shuiwu soul woke up. Unexpectedly, as soon as Xuanwu came out, he pinched the rosefinch directly.

"Old miscellaneous hair, you're awesome. It's a bargain sent by real fire." The Xuanwu is carrying a green shell and is extremely overbearing. On the snake head, two eyes stare at the rosefinch with disdain and say.

"Old man, you are so ungrateful. If it weren't for Lao Tzu, you could get the marrow of heaven and wake up from your deep sleep? Ungrateful, crossing rivers and bridges, despicable and shameless." The rosefinch was so angry that it blew its hair all over.

"Cut, this is the boy's way of fortune. It's none of your business. Anyway, I only know that I have absorbed Tiandi's marrow and recovered, and you are just three flavors of true fire." Xuanwu is arrogant and arrogant.

"Old man, I knew you were so virtuous. I wouldn't give it to you even if I put the marrow in the dog's stomach." The rosefinch responded coldly and was furious.

"Cut, I only know that I am tiandisui and you are Sanwei true fire." Xuanwu completely ignored the rosefinch, grabbed a word and defeated the enemy with one move.

On one side, Yang Fan's heart was like stagnant water, and there was an impulse to scold his mother in his heart.

Sanwei zhenhuo is also his natural spiritual fire. Now, in the two populations, it has become garbage and worthless Street goods. Even Yang Fan's good mind is about to explode at this time.

"I said, that's enough for you. What is the virtue of the beast?" Yang Fan couldn't help saying.

"Shut up!"

The rosefinch snorted coldly, obviously angry and didn't throw Yang Fan at all.

"Hahaha, boy, don't be surprised. That's how I fought with this old miscellaneous Mao in the wild world."

Xuanwu looked at Yang Fan and laughed.

Yang Fan's expression eased. Yang Fan has adapted to the wonderful work of rosefinch. Fortunately, Xuanwu has a good temper, which makes Yang Fan very happy.

"Master, haven't I awakened the spirit of water martial arts now? Can I also awaken the divine decision?" Yang Fan asked, looking forward.

"Not yet. The power of Tiandi marrow is too powerful. I still need to digest it. When this seat wakes up, I will help you wake up and turn on the water martial soul, so that you can wake up and annihilate the five elements." Xuanwu said.

Yang Fan was noncommittal, but he was still disappointed. After all, if you awaken the spirit of water martial arts at this time, it is definitely heaven's help for yourself.

"But now that I'm awake, if I don't give you a gift, I'll make the old miscellaneous hair look down on you. Boy, from now on, I'll wash your whole body with the power of Xuanwu annihilating water and make you stronger." Xuanwu's eyes coagulated.

It's also very simple. After that, the whole body's breath swings and bursts out with incomparably thick water attribute breath.

Yang Fan did not dare to neglect, but directly held his breath and entered the state of cultivation.

At the next moment, an incomparably soft feeling spread among Yang Fan's limbs and bones. This feeling, contrary to the baptism of rosefinch's divine fire, makes Yang Fan feel very comfortable.

However, just when Yang Fan thought it was a kind of enjoyment, a tingling feeling directly woke Yang Fan up.

The power of Xuanwu annihilating water flowing in the meridians, like ice spikes, has a rapid impact on Yang Fan's hundreds of acupoints in the meridians. Every place, Yang Fan has a sharp pain of splitting bones and extracting marrow.

"Boy, it's cheap for you. I can't use up the power of Tiandi marrow. Just wash your body." Said Xuanwu domineering.

Yang Fan realized that this power came from Tiandi marrow.

"Boy, you must hold back. It's good luck. Tiandi marrow can sweep away the dirt in your body and maybe make your meridians really perfect." The rosefinch also reminded me at this time.

Obviously, although he is nervous on weekdays, he is also very concerned about Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's mind is silent and his eyes are like iron. He has no choice. He must bear it.

In the twinkling of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.

Yang Fan was in a cold sweat, his veins burst, and his eyes were covered with blood. It can be imagined how much impact the previous strength had on him.

However, at this time, the power of Tiandi marrow finally disappeared and washed his body.

Yang Fan looked inside at Dantian and was extremely excited in the heart.

At this time, his Dantian was expanded again. Before awakening the soul of fire and martial arts, it was already a vast ocean, but now it has expanded several times, like a small world.

Moreover, the richness of Yuan Li is more difficult to say. What is more peculiar is that there are two kinds of Yuan Li in his Dantian at this time.

One side is fire and the other is water. But at this time, the two forces occupy one side and do not interfere with each other.

What excites Yang Fan most is that his accomplishments, no matter how many breakthroughs he makes at this time, directly break through to the eighth level of houwu territory. Even the development degree of meridians has taken another step. Although it has not been perfect, it is not much different.

"Eight levels of post martial arts? Ha ha, even if I don't have martial arts skills, I'm invincible from birth. Even from birth, I'm fearless." Yang Fan burst out laughing, and a frenzy arose spontaneously in his heart.