"Brother Cai is here too? Xu is about to negotiate a engagement with you."

Seeing Cai’s father, the old monster Feng was soothing his anger and showed a smile.

Cai Mingzhao was a senior manager of the ancient family and had great power. He took over several Nascent Soul ancestors of the Cai family.

If he hadn't been promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage, or the former cultivator of the Dan, he would have been unlikely to have a chance to meet him.

At the same time, he asked for the Cai family.

The Cai family of the ancient family has business dealings with the Sixteen Sects of Zhenhai, which are famous in the coastal areas.

The strategic materials needed by Chengfeng Sect and the magical powers he personally practiced all desire scarce resources in the outer sea.

Therefore, he tried his best to promote the marriage between Cai Lin and Xu Qingge, and even verbally agreed to the engagement.

"engagement?"

Cai Mingzhao showed a mocking sneer:

"The dog was seriously injured by the Xu family's 'distinguished guest'. I'm afraid he is not worthy of the nobleman's talented young lady."

Upon hearing this, the ancestor Congfeng couldn't help but change his color.

Mr. Cai was seriously injured in the territory of the Xu family, which is a tricky thing!

Although Cai Lin was not a young master in the family, his appearance looked very similar to his great-grandfather in the Nascent Soul stage, so he was quite favored.

"Cai has sent a message to the ancestor of the family. If Xu doesn't give an explanation, this matter may not be good."

Cai Mingzhao snorted coldly, then stepped aside.

"Don't worry, Brother Cai! I will give you an explanation!"

After a little thought, the ancestor Feng knew it clearly.

The murderer who destroyed his Feng Shui tablet and injured Mr. Cai Lin was the same person.

At this moment, he is still a guest at the Xu family.

From the wind ancestor’s spiritual sense, he locked in the old house where Lu Chang'an was located.

The sound of Xu Cainu's strings came from the pavilion in the courtyard.

The fog that shrouded the house can block the view of others, but it cannot stop his Nascent Soul Spirit.

...

"Bold thief--"

A roar of thunder echoed over the Xu family's ground.

From the wind ancestor, he rolled up a ball of strong wind and sand, and instantly rushed to the old house.

The clan leader Xu Zhendong wanted to speak but stopped, but was powerless to stop him.

Cai Mingzhao reminded: "Don't be entrusted with brother Feng, that person is also a true lord."

His son Cai Lin was seriously injured by a guest at the Xu family. Xu was already responsible for this matter.

Before the arrival of the Cai family ancestor, it is best to let the ancestor Congfeng explore the bottom of the problem.

"rest assured."

From that layer of banned mist, from the ancestor Feng, he confirmed that the target was a Nascent Soul monk.

As an old True Lord, he is at the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and he is backed by Chengfeng Sect, one of the ten major sects. Looking at the entire Dakun, there is almost nothing to be afraid of.

The mid-stage Nascent Soul giants of Dakun come from seven major families and ten major sects, and they know each other.

When encountering a giant in Nascent Soul that he doesn't know, he will also give him three thin points.

Swish!

Through the fog of the forbidden system, he entered the old house from the wind.

Um?

From the wind's vision, the wind's ancestor was distorted, and in a hot desert, there was a boiling wave of hot waves coming from the sand and gravel at the bottom of his feet.

"Fourth-level illusion array?"

The ancestor Congfeng sneered, and was not afraid.

The Xu family does not have a fourth-level spiritual vein, and the temporarily arranged illusion array belongs to the castrated version and cannot trap him for very long.

Just deal with the opponent in the fantasy array.

That man relies on external objects in the formation to deal with him. How strong is he?

The ancestor of Feng Feng was about to find the flaws of the illusion array.

The wind and sand are howling ahead.

The back of a man in blue shirt standing with his hands behind his back was reflected in his sight.

The ancestor Congfeng was stunned.

The back of the blue shirt made him feel a little familiar and inexplicable awe.

That is an instinctive reaction from the depths of memory.

"Xu Xiaofeng!"

The man in blue clothes was carrying him with his hands behind his back, and a low and majestic scolding came.

Xuan... Xuan Ancestor?

The ancestor of Feng was shocked and his pupils converged.

No!

It's absolutely impossible!

Even if Xuan Zu is alive, his peak cultivation level in the late stage of Jiedan is just a bigger grasshopper in his eyes.

From the ancestor Feng suddenly woke up, he became angry and embarrassed:

"Phantom of the Illusion Array! Pretend to be a ghost!"

Xu Congfeng's face turned gloomy and his palms slowly grabbed him.

Don't shout—

The pupils of a hurricane vortex appeared in its palm, and the terrifying attraction triggered a hurricane sandstorm that devoured the world in this desert illusion.

Even a mountain will fall apart.

However.

The back of the blue shirt in sight stood with his hands behind his back, and his clothes were fluttering.

It didn't move at all!

Xu Congfeng's eyelids twitched, unable to believe it.

The man in blue ignored his killer moves, had almost no magic power fluctuations on his body, and did not use magic weapons and magic powers or protective methods.

Even if you are the best in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, you cannot do this.

phantom!

It's definitely a phantom!

From the spiritual sense of the ancestor Feng, he swept over the man in blue clothes, and could not tell the truth of the body, and he was so fierce that he was so weak that he forced himself to calm down.

"The unique magical power of Chengfeng Sect [Xunfeng Tianyin] is in the hands of your evil beast, but it's just that."

The man in blue shirt standing with his hands behind his back commented lightly.

His figure finally moved.

The man in blue turned around slowly and walked towards him.

"Who is your Excellency, what is your relationship with Xuanzu—"

The heart of the ancestor Feng sank, and a fine cold sweat oozed out from his forehead.

Although the other party did not have the spiritual pressure of the True Lord, it was like an indescribable hole, which made him feel indescribable pressure and anxiety.

Under the locking of his spiritual consciousness.

The man in blue clothes took a step, and although he was dozens of feet apart, he only had a afterimage left in the same place.

The senses are inexplicably distorted.

The next moment, the man in blue was already within ten feet of his body.

The ancestor of Feng was inexplicably suppressed by his blood and his hair exploded, as if he was in the shadow of a giant beast, the demon king.

"open--"

Xu Congfeng slapped his palms from his waist in a hurry, and a blue-gray wind chime flew out.

Buzz! Dingding...
To be continued...