Sky War Soul

A few simple words said, the whole empty atmosphere suddenly solidified.

For a moment, those magical realm Taoists felt as if they had lost their souls, and they were extremely afraid.

In front of Tang Zixian, they couldn't even speak, and showed their lowliness.

On the realm, Tang Zixian may not be as good as them, but the spirit of heaven level seven products has caused them too much psychological shadow. The scene surrounded by seven golden lights is deeply branded in their mind.

In the face of such a charming girl who is at the peak of both strength and talent, who dares to do it?

They are not stupid. If they hurt Tang Zixian even a little, they will surely be charged by the family.

Even the master behind him cannot protect himself.

In the heavy atmosphere, the faces of those magical realm Taoists were uncertain. Finally, they took a few steps back to make way for the road.

Tang Zixian did not look at them, but walked out with a cold face.

On the other side of the main city, countless breaths of terror fly up into the void. They release their majestic spiritual power and sense everything happening in the bamboo forest ten miles away.

"Actually Seven products of heaven level! "

I don't know who is the first to roar, and then all the strong masters in the city are shocked.

"Who are the seven products of heaven level?"

"Big lady!"

"How could it be..."

"Is purple fairy restraining the soul of the backfire?"

Many religious masters are shocked. Even though they have experienced extraordinary experiences, they are still a little confused to see this scene.

Some of the elders know that when Tang Zixian first woke up to the spirit of Wulin, it was indeed the seventh grade of heaven.

But later, I didn't know what the reason was, without any sign, I fell to the fourth grade of heaven level.

Countless doctors were invited to see Tang Zixian, but in the end nothing was seen.

Her realm of Wuhun also remained in the fourth grade of heaven level. Later, she couldn't find out the reason, so it was over.

As time goes by, everyone is saying that Tang Zixian's spirit is the fourth grade of heaven, but something goes wrong when the spirit wakes up.

But now, Tang Zixian returns to her original level miraculously after she represses the soul's backfire!

Heaven level seven products, looking at the whole land of Taiqian, that is also the existence of the top talent.

These religious masters are very active in mind. Since they can mix up to this step today, there is no fool. When they see the spirit of Tang Zixian's seven level martial arts, they suddenly have an idea: big miss, we are going to turn over!

No matter what mistakes Tang Zixian made in the past and how many people have hated her, now she can become the most outstanding descendant of the Tang family just by virtue of this spirit!

No younger generation is qualified to fight with her!

As Tang Zixian walked out of the ten li bamboo forest, the peaceful main city suddenly became lively.

Many people are scared to report back. Some people choose to observe far away.

All people are weighing the advantages and disadvantages, thinking about whether they have offended Tang Zixian in the past.

If so, how to remedy; if not, how to please.

"Tang Zixian, how did you break out of the bamboo forest for ten li?"

A cold voice rang out, followed by the figure of a middle-aged man in the sky. His eyes towards Tang Zixian were mixed with many complicated meanings.

Isn't Tang Zixian suffering from the soul's backfire? Can't Tang Haoran help her suppress the backfire?

Otherwise, how did she break through the ten li bamboo forest?

As he had just arrived, he did not see the seven golden lights, and it was not clear that Tang Zixian had recovered the martial spirit level of the peak period.

"Ah, it's three uncles."

Tang Zixian looks up calmly. The beautiful eyes are flat without waves. There is no emotion. Even the voice is indifferent: "I'm going to find you. This time, you are the host of the clan competition, right? Then remember for me, this time I will participate in the race, and the first place, I won the seat! "

The expression of the middle-aged man called "three uncles" suddenly changed. He said coldly, "nonsense, you have a big mistake. This time, you can't participate in the race than you can in any case!"

"What's more, the father ordered you not to step out of the bamboo forest for ten li. You even dared to violate the father's will!"

At the end of the speech, he suddenly burst out of terror. The essence of each side was suddenly solidified, even the wind blowing on his face was no longer flowing.

The corner of Tang Zixian's mouth gradually showed a hint of sarcasm. Mei Mou stared at the middle-aged man in the sky and asked, "uncle, did my father treat you well before? No matter what cultivation resources and opportunities he gets, he will keep a copy for you. When I helped you to enter the eclosion, you knelt on the ground and said that you would repay my father's kindness in this life and this life. How long did you forget? "

The middle-aged man's expression became ugly. He clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and said: "before I said so, but now I am not a nostalgic person. "

He is excusing himself.

After being questioned face to face by Tang Zixian, the middle-aged man only felt that his face was completely lost, but he was unwilling to do so, so he could only forcibly refute.

But the darker it gets.

Tang Haoran shook his head expressionless. Time can really change a person, especially a greedy one.

"Your existence, let me see what is called treacherous villain, I don't want to talk with you nonsense."

Tang Zixian didn't look at him, so he walked.

"Is that how you treat your elders? Tang Zixian! "

The middle-aged man clenched his teeth, his face was gloomy and furious.

"What can you do?"

Tang Zixian's attitude is not as weak as before.

Since I gave in, I didn't get a good result, why should I give in?

I just want to be tough. I didn't fight before, but now I fight. I want to fight back everything that belongs to me!

"Tang Zixian, you are arrogant, big or small. Today I will teach you a lesson for your father!"

The middle-aged man was furious and furious. He raised his hand to gather the momentum of the sky. He was about to press Tang Zixian.

"Crisscross, stop."

Just as the middle-aged man was about to make a move, the whole sky suddenly changed color, and then an old and dignified voice sounded, shaking the world.

After hearing this sound, Tang Zong shuddered all over, and his pupils were shocked. He hurriedly put up his momentum and knelt on the void: "father, Zixian didn't obey your orders and broke into ten li bamboo forest without permission. I just want to teach her a lesson... "

This old voice is the real master of the Tang family, the emperor of Tang.

"Teach her a lesson? What qualifications do you have to teach her? "

There is no emotion in the voice of the Tang emperor, which makes people immediately fall into boundless fear.

"Yes."

Tang Zong's face was white, but he didn't want to. He even kowtowed to the direction of the main city in the distance.

He didn't know why the father, who was always reluctant to be in charge of affairs, would suddenly make a voice at this time, and it seemed that his speech was very partial to Tang Zixian.

He only knew that the father had absolute authority in the Tang Dynasty, and whatever he said was right.

"You really let me down more and more. I wanted to give you the host of this race competition and let you learn something. I didn't expect you not only didn't make any progress, but also narrowed your vision. Go back and shut up. This time, the power of the leader of the national comparison will be returned to Tang Kewen! "

In a few words, the emperor deprived all the rights of the Tang Dynasty.

Tang's face was bloodless, his lips trembled, and he could only nod: "everything follows the father's will."

"Zixian, come to Lingxiao Pavilion!"

After the Tang emperor left this sentence, his voice gradually disappeared.

Tang Haoran turned to look at Tang Zixian and whispered, "sister, when you go to Lingxiao Pavilion, you must not talk back to Grandpa..."

"I will."

Tang Zixian said, "take Chu Yun to Zixian hall first. I'll be there soon."

"Well."

Tang Haoran nodded, and her sister's talent after recovery shocked Grandpa, which must be a good thing.

"Wait, Zixian, I have something to ask for."

Chu Yun thought about it for a while, and finally opened his mouth.

Tang Zixian's face was surprised. Chu Yun seldom asked for help. This time, he said he wanted to trouble himself.

"You know, I killed Xiao Tianchen, and the Xiao family will definitely find me in trouble. I'm not afraid of anything, mainly my family... "

Chu Yun expresses his worries. Tang Zixian, Bing xuecongming, naturally guesses what Chu Yun wants to say.

"Do you want to put the family here for the time being?"

Asked Tang Zixian.

"Well, I won't be bothered for a long time. When I have the power to kill the Xiao family, I will take the family away."

Chu Yun replied earnestly.

"Kill the Xiao family..."

Hearing Chu Yun's words, Tang Haoran's expression stagnated.

Looking at the whole world, how many people dare to say such words?

But Chu Yun, dare to say!

But he did have the capital to say that.

Jiufang purgatory tower is in hand, and there must be infinite light in the future. It's only a matter of time before Chu Yun is better than murongcang with his talent and qualification.

Murong Cang can regret the four clans. Can't Chu Yun?

"Good."

Tang Zixian didn't say anything. She knew that Chu Yun was in a bad situation. She had to reach out and help him.

Looking at Tang Zixian's figure disappearing in the sky, Tang Haoran carefully ponders and grinds: "Chu Yun, did you just say that you want to kill the Xiao family? Is it true or just joking?"

"I killed Xiao Tianchen, this Liang Zi, and it's a tie!"

"Even for the sake of face, they will pursue me to death. When I have enough strength, I will never suffer! "

What Chu Yun said is very relaxed, and there is no tension on his face.

He was only twenty years old. Facing one of the four strongest clans in the Middle Kingdom, he was so indifferent. He deserved to have experienced great storms.

Tang Haoran can't help feeling that the world, comparable to Chu cloud's Tianjiao, will never exceed the number of a finger!