A figure is sitting in the air, eyes closed, white clothes, white hair, handsome face, it is the dancing fairy.
It has been a few days since the heavenly tribulation passed. Over the past few days, the dancing fairy sorted herself out and sorted out what she had gained in the past twelve years.
At the other end of this hall, hundreds of feet away in the void, there is a beautiful figure, sitting cross-legged quietly, with her hands on her chin, her beautiful eyes staring at this side intentionally or unintentionally.
Ever since Wu Ziqing began to understand the blood of heaven, her progress has been described as rapid! Compared with before, it is as different as clouds and mud!
And this great gift was given to me by the quiet figure in front of me with force...
"Can you understand the method of heavenly seal?"
Just when Wu Ziqing was thinking wildly, Wu Xian's clear voice came to her ears.
Then Wu Ziqing saw that Wu Xian had opened her eyes at some point and was looking at her. Those eyes were bright and deep, as if she could see through all her secrets!
"Back to the emperor, Zi Qing is stupid and only has a little understanding!"
Wu Ziqing's heart trembled, and she quickly stood up to salute, lowering her head, not daring to look into the eyes of the emperor.
Then something moved in his heart, "How does the emperor know the magical power contained in the blood of heaven?"
She is also planning to hand over her magical power to the dancing fairy after she realizes it!
Wu Ziqing thought about it and felt that this emperor's son was mysterious and extraordinary!
"It doesn't matter, you use the Heavenly Seal method to attack me, don't hold back!"
Wu Xian looked at Wu Ziqing and continued.
"yes!"
Wu Ziqing was overjoyed, did the emperor want to give her some advice?
In her subconscious mind, the dancing fairy is already an omnipotent existence!
At this moment, he gathered his mind and used all his strength to use the Heavenly Seal method.
boom!!
As she pressed the seal with her hand, a three-color heavenly sword quickly took shape in front of Wu Ziqing, its brilliance was dazzling, and there was a faint hint of heavenly power!
The method of heavenly seal, the heavenly sword!
"cut!"
As Wu Ziqing shouted softly, the three-color heavenly sword dragged up the gorgeous afterimage and slashed towards Wu Xian. Wherever it passed, the space was chopped into pieces by the heavenly sword!
"It's not bad, it didn't insult my emperor's son's heavenly blood!"
Wu Xian looked at the chopped Heavenly Sword, smiled and spoke. Then Wu Xian didn't see any movement, and a similar Heavenly Sword condensed in front of him!
The only difference is that the Heavenly Sword in front of the Dancer is a colorful array of colors!
boom!!!
The two heavenly swords collided with each other, and the huge impact caused Wu Ziqing to take seven or eight steps back in the void before she could stabilize her figure!
"Ah! Colorful colors! The emperor's method of heavenly seal has reached the perfect state! Could it be that the emperor has learned this method of heavenly seal before?"
Wu Ziqing looked at Wu Xian sitting cross-legged, her mouth slightly opened, and she spoke in surprise.
The so-called Heavenly Seal method can be produced at will, without being restricted to any form. It can create a variety of attack methods, and it carries the power of Heaven and is extremely powerful. It is a peerless magical power of a super-immortal grade!
The entrance hall is one color, the small one is three colors, the big one is five colors, and there are also the seven colors of the legendary state of perfection!
With the help of heavenly blood, she was blessed with a few days of non-stop, and she just realized the state of Xiaocheng Sancai. She thought she was enough to be proud of herself, but Wuxian had clearly reached the state of perfect seven colors. She had to doubt that Wuxian had practiced it before.
This magical power!
However, although there are many magic arts in the clan, they have never heard of such super-immortal magical powers. She has also been exposed to the family's forbidden magical powers, and it is definitely not like this!ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Wu Ziqing's mind was racing and she didn't understand what was going on.
"Never!"
Wu Xian spoke, and then asked: "Is there a place in the clan to test magical powers?"
"There is Yunling Sea and Breaking Wave Platform!"
Wu Ziqing collected her thoughts and replied.
"lead the way."
The dancing fairy rises up, her slender figure standing in the void, full of fairy charm.
"Way to the Broken Wave... It's time to go see my maid!"
………..
Dancer's Place
A majestic Taoist platform that is completely blue and black stands here. In front of the Taoist platform, a huge spiritual sea with no end is rolling up and down. The raging spiritual tide is thousands of feet high. Wave after wave hits the road hard.
On stage!
Yunling Sea Breaking Wave Platform!
The spiritual sea is turbulent, with a wave weighing a million pounds! It was built by the ancestors of the dancers with their great supernatural powers!
If you can break ten waves with one method, you are considered a genius and can become a member of the family! Wealth and glory! Those who can break hundreds of waves can be called a genius! They can challenge the position of the saint son of the dancer! As for the position of emperor's son, it can only be the son of the saint.
Challenge! The winner will ascend, the loser will follow!
Dancers have always adhered to the rule of survival of the fittest, where the strong live and the weak die, encouraging the children of the family to compete with each other.
The position of a saint, a saint, or even an emperor's son is not static. If you don't work hard or excel, you will have to give up your position!
Therefore, before Wu Xian was born, Duanlang Terrace was also called Shengzi Terrace by the younger generation!
At this time, there was a weak but strong figure on the Saint Child Stage, trying his best to block the huge waves that kept coming, biting his silver teeth, his beautiful little face was slightly pale, and he was obviously at the end of his strength.
"This Yaochi Saint is still so strong!"
"She has broken one hundred and eight waves with one spell. I don't think she is much worse than the saints and saints!"
"I wonder how long she can last today?"
"I'm so worried for the emperor that he leaves such a beautiful maid without asking anything! If it were me, I could wake up from my dream with a smile!"
"With your conditions, I think you can do just fine as a bodyguard!"
………..
"Have you reached your limit...?"
Luo Yao felt the thin spiritual power in her body and felt a deep sense of powerlessness!
Breaking through her limits for a long time made her a little exhausted. The noisy sound of the waves came to her ears one after another, and her mind was also a little dizzy.
"One hundred and eight waves is not enough! I want to become stronger, I am no worse than anyone else!"
Luo Yao bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the smell of blood spread in her mouth. The huge pain made her regain consciousness!
brush!
Suddenly a figure flew through the air, and in a blink of an eye it came to rest in front of her. He looked at her, hesitating to speak, his eyes filled with distress!
Wu Fanyan looked at Luo Yao in front of her. He felt sorry for her but would not intervene because he remembered her saying that she hated anyone's sympathy and help!
Even if he wants to say that he feels sympathy for her, it is not sympathy...
"The Seventh Holy Son is here again!"
Someone saw the man's figure and said, it seems this is not the first time this has happened.
"Luo Yao, Wu Xian has been out of seclusion for a few days. He turned a blind eye to you and ignored you. It shows that he doesn't care about you at all. Does it make sense for you to do this? He gave all his blood to Wu Ziqing..."
The Seventh Saint Son Wu Fanyan looked at the stubborn Yaochi Saint and couldn't help but speak, but he regretted it as soon as he spoke. He knew her pride...
"Wu Fanyan, I said, I am not doing it for anyone! I just want to prove myself that I am not weaker than any of the younger generations of your dance family! Including you, and also the invincible emperor's son you call me!"
Luo Yao said harshly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"From the day when the dancer forcefully asked me to come to the dancer's house to be a maid serving tea and water for the so-called emperor's son twelve years ago, from the day when the master who doted on me cruelly pushed me out in the face of the big shot in the dance family,
I told myself that everything is fake, and only when I am strong can I be real!"
Luo Yao thought hard in her heart that she just wanted to be strong, get rid of all the constraints, and be her true self!
"I will challenge the dancing fairy and give you your freedom!"
Wu Fanyan stared into Luo Yao's eyes and said seriously, like a vow!
Ever since he saw this weak but stubborn figure three years ago, his heart seems to have been captured. Does he like her? He doesn't know, he only knows that he wants to see her smile, that's all!
As for the throne of emperor, he is also bound to win it!
"Ah this!"
"This is challenging the emperor!"
Everyone nearby was shocked by Wu Fanyan's words. Unexpectedly, Wu Fanyan actually wanted to challenge the emperor! He also wanted to seize his maid!
"Wu Fanyan, who gave you the courage to call this emperor's son by his first name!"
at this time!
A voice came from far away, the clear voice, with the arrogance of others, echoed in everyone's heart!