The words just fell.

Fu Yian took the lead and flew out of the magic circle in a flash. When he arrived at the floating island, he saw Fu Shiyi at a glance. The worry hidden deep in his eyes instantly dissipated. He walked behind Fu Shiyi and sat down cross-legged.

Eleven turned around and nodded affirmatively to him. Fu Yian, who was still a little unruly, scratched his head in embarrassment!

Everyone in the palace.

He looked at Fu Yian with a hint of fear.

This is the first time Fu Yian has taken action in front of everyone. No one knew anything about his combat prowess before, and they also knew very little about him personally. They only knew that he was only close to Fu Shiyi among the Manchu people.

Now it seems.

Fu Yian's potential is extraordinary.

Change to normal times.

Everyone must discuss and ask Fu Shiyi, but at this time, everyone's eyes fell on the last protective formation, and everyone's eyes were full of worry.

Today.

In the seven-star array.

Only Mr. Fu and Mr. Ouyang are left.

Patriarch Ouyang was promoted to the stage of Imitation Infant three hundred years ago. He is the oldest among the four Imitation Infant Monks, and he has also practiced in seclusion for nearly a hundred years. His abilities are definitely different from those of other Imitation Infant Monks. Facts have proven this to be the case.
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At this time.

In the seven-star array.

No one could see the two of them at all.

Just see.

I don’t know when a sunset appeared in the formation. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the formation was filled with the powerlessness and vicissitudes of the end of the world.

"Chirp!"

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Within the array.

Suddenly there was a phoenix cry.

But see you.

A five-color phoenix seemed to tear apart some space and flew out. The five-color phoenix opened its mouth, and a ball of extremely hot flames instantly shot out and fell on the setting sun hanging high in the sky. The setting sun "

"Boom" burst into flames instantly, and the flames quickly spread throughout the space.

The extremely hot flames caused instability in the space, making a sizzling tearing sound.

The colorful phoenix is ​​surrounded by flames.

From its deep eyes, Fu Shiyi caught a hint of familiarity.

"Kacha Kacha"

A muffled hum sounded.

The bloody dusk shattered like a mirror, revealing the original landscape.

But see you.

At one end of the formation.

Old Ancestor Ouyang sat cross-legged and meditated. With a "pop" sound, a mouthful of old blood spurted out. He quickly took a picture of the Wanli Earth Escape Talisman on his body. The Talisman turned into a ball of yellow light and enveloped him. Before disappearing, he

He glanced at the five-colored phoenix hovering in the sky with fear: "It actually broke my Ragnarok. What on earth is this Fu family..."

The words have not yet finished.

But I saw the five-colored phoenix in the sky suddenly fluttering its wings.

A five-color ray of light suddenly appeared from the long tail feathers, and the ray of light fell on the earth-colored light shield on Old Ancestor Ouyang. His body that was half submerged in the ground stopped instantly, and then a ball of ethereal fire fell from the sky, arriving in a blink of an eye.

"Bang" fell on him.

"No!"

Ancestor Ouyang only had time to let out a shrill scream before he was reduced to a ball of ashes by the Void Spirit Fire.

The five-colored phoenix rested steadily on the ground.

The glow fades away.

Mr. Fu's figure is revealed.

This is the first time Mr. Fu has appeared in the public eye since he was promoted to a fake baby.

Different before.

After being promoted, Mr. Fu's original gray beard has now turned black, his white hair has become jet black and thick, and his originally weathered face has become much younger, like a middle-aged man in his forties.

The false baby spiritual pressure on him has not been able to be contained in his heart.

Mr. Fu waved his sleeves, and Mr. Ouyang's storage ring on the ground was pocketed.

"Grandpa, congratulations on your promotion to fake baby!!"

Fu Shiyi was the first to react.

The rest of the clan also congratulated one after another. After the disaster, the old man was promoted to a fake baby, which was a double blessing. Of course, the most important thing was that in this battle, everyone killed at least one golden elixir. According to the clan rules, who will kill the enemy?

If someone plunders and kills someone, the property of the deceased will become private property.

However.

Compared with what is contained in the storage bag, everyone is more interested in the five-color phoenix that the old man just transformed into! Is it the result of magical power, spiritual magic, or...

….When the old man was promoted to a fake baby, he refined the true blood of the phoenix.

After all.

Fu Zhihong had previously refined a drop of ancient phoenix true blood.

Fu Zhihong can also transform into a phoenix, but until now, he has not mastered it yet, and has not figured out the trick to change according to his heart, so he did not transform during the fierce battle just now. Furthermore, the phoenix transformed by Fu Zhihong is much inferior to the old man!<

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Ancestor Ouyang’s magical power of Ragnarok just now.

Ordinary early Yuanying monks are trapped in it, and it is extremely difficult to escape. This shows that Mr. Fu's ability to transform into a five-color phoenix queen is extraordinary.

However.

Mr. Fu directly glanced at everyone's curious eyes.

His lips wriggled a few times, and after transmitting a few words to Fu Shiyi, his figure swayed, turning into a rainbow of light and heading towards the mountain behind Changling Peak. With a bang, the retreat stone gate on the mountain behind Changling Peak suddenly fell.
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Everyone thought that Mr. Fu had gone back to retreat to consolidate the cultivation of the newly promoted fake infant, so there was no doubt that he was there.

At this time.

Everyone also recovered some real energy.

Uncle Twelve narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced past Fu Zhihong, and said directly to Fu Eleven: "Eleventh, the Cheng family and the Ouyang family ignored the morality of the world and came directly to the door. If our Fu family keeps silent, I'm afraid

Outsiders think that we are easy to bully, and our Fu family will definitely encounter obstacles everywhere when we walk in Mangzhou!"

Naturally, we can’t stop just like that.

Fu Shidao:

"Uncle Twelve, father, what do you think?"

"Of course we have to retaliate with tooth." Having been bullied, what else could there be to say? Fu Zhihong's face flashed with a ruthless expression, and he said coldly: "No monk from the Cheng family or Ouyang family can let them leave alive.

Clan Mountain! All mortals will be captured and brought back to mine, and they will never leave Changhentian for generations to come! And the sooner we arrive, the shorter the time left for them to prepare, and the better it is for us!"

........ When two monks who went on an expedition lost their lives.

Their soul tablets in the ancestral temple also shattered!!

The top management of the Cheng family in Anyang County has become a mess. In the meeting hall, there are all old Jindans with white beards. There are eight in total. The youngest is over 430 years old this year. Not only is there no hope of conceiving a baby, but also

Even their longevity was running out. At this time, the seven old people were all excited and noisy. Most of them blamed Cheng Tianhua for deciding to attack the Fu family without authorization, and the other half blamed Mr. Cheng for entering the Yuling Sect at that time.

The ruins should not take away the golden elixir elite of the clan.

Twice in a row.

Nowadays, there is not much golden elixir left in the prime of life of the Cheng family.

"Okay!"

A powerful voice sounded in the meeting hall, and the noisy old people all shut up and looked at Cheng Wuya, who was sitting at the top and had age spots on his face.

Cheng Wuya's cultivation is only at the seventh level of the Golden Core.
Chapter completed!