"I am sure that Yi Tianxing is Yi Yuntian, but the person behind him used his methods to help him change his identity and appearance." Yi Feng said in a low voice, with a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes. When he mentioned the person behind Yi Yuntian, Yi Feng
He thought of Yi Qingquan. Although he did not recognize Yi Qingquan as his father now, he had the same bloodline after all. Yi Qingquan was a great master in the Immortality Realm. He used to be Yi Yuntian's master. Now that Yi Qingquan has left Jiuzhou Continent, Yi Yuntian
There is actually another powerful Immortal Realm backer, and this backer's means are probably much more powerful than Yi Qingquan's.
Hearing Yi Feng's affirmative words, Feng Yuan's face became solemn, "If it's true as you said, the people behind Yi Yuntian have extraordinary means. They can actually let him enter the Wind Clan without being ignored by outsiders.
aware."
When Yi Yuntian appeared, but in front of Feng Hong, the mighty Feng Hong of the ninth level of the True God of the Wind Clan, if even Feng Hong couldn't see through Yi Yuntian's true face, this method had already surpassed the realm of gods and reached the level of immortality.
"Elder Feng Yuan, I don't know if Yi Yuntian has come. If he shows up, why not take this opportunity to deal with him." A trace of murderous intent flashed in Yi Feng's eyes. After rebirth, in this life, apart from Yi Xiang, who had defiled his sister,
, the person Yi Feng wanted to kill the most was Yi Yuntian.
Feng Yuan looked at Fengsha and frowned slightly, "Yi Yuntian has indeed appeared, but there are several true god realm powerful men beside him, including Bai Jun, an elder of the Bai clan who has reached the seventh level of true god. This Yi Yuntian
Now I am afraid that he is highly valued and protected by the Bai people."
"In this case, I'm afraid it won't be easy to start." Yi Feng's expression was slightly solemn. Based on Yi Yuntian's performance in the Feng Clan, I am afraid that he has become the top holy son of the Bai Clan and is fully protected by the Bai Clan.
Of course, Yi Feng also thought about exposing Yi Yuntian to the Bai clan, but since Yi Yuntian dared to mingle with the Bai clan, he must have many means. If the exposure failed, the Feng clan and the Bai clan would turn against each other.
"Yi Feng, your strength should have far surpassed that of Yi Yuntian. If we meet in the ancient ruins, I won't show any mercy." Feng Yuan obviously thought of this as well. Let's not say whether he can succeed in exposing Yi Yuntian.
With so many involved, Yi Yuntian's identity is probably as valued as Yi Feng in the Feng Clan.
"Well, if we really meet him this time, I will never let him go." The murderous intention in Yi Feng's heart has spread.
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At the same time, in another direction outside the restricted area of the monument, a huge palace stood in the desert, looking extremely abrupt. If you look carefully, you will see that this palace is vaguely illusory and not real.
In the palace, there are seven or eight figures. Some of these people are old and some young. Although they are dressed in different styles, they all have the word "白" embroidered on their sleeves. They are people of the Bai tribe. Yi Yuntian and
Bai Zifeng is among them.
"Elder Shanxiao, did you say that Yi Feng has also come here?" At this time, Yi Yuntian bowed and asked Bai Shanxiao, but there was a cold light deep in his eyes.
"Yes, Yi Feng is gathering with people from the Ancient Clan. Only one Feng Yuan from the Feng Clan is here. Among the people from the Ancient Clan, there are Gu Lin from the fourth level of the True God, Gu Yan from the second level of the True God, and the top Saint
Zigu Minghao and Gu Yuyan must be planning to join forces to explore this foreign monument." Bai Shanxiao nodded and looked in the direction of the ancient tribe, with a trace of resentment in his eyes.
During the disciple exchange in the Wind Clan, although the Bai Clan finally won the second place, Bai Shanxiao suffered a lot of resentment. When the Holy Fire came, the top saints Bai Zifeng and Yi Tianxing had already obtained the benefits of the Holy Fire, and they
Being knocked back to their original form, Bai Shanxiao and others finally left the Wind Clan feeling sulky.
Now that he met people from the Wind Clan and the Ancient Clan again, Bai Shanxiao was extremely unhappy.
"It's true that enemies meet on a narrow road, Yi Feng, I wonder how strong you are now?" A trace of hatred flashed in Yi Yuntian's eyes. When the Feng Clan was having disciple exchanges, Yi Yuntian had not fought with Yi Feng. He knew that he was
He is not Yi Feng's opponent, but after going to the Bai tribe, he got a huge opportunity. Now his cultivation has reached the second level of Danyuan, his strength has also been greatly improved, and his status has even exceeded
With the help of the top saint Bai Zifeng, Yi Yuntian already has the confidence to fight Yi Feng.
"Ahem... Yi Tianxing, this time we are exploring the ancient ruins in the outer world with safety as the main priority. You also know what kind of price the Bai tribe has paid to train you. They even gave you a piece of pure gold power from the Bai tribe to help you rise to the second level of Danyuan.
At the heavy realm level, you must not let down the expectations of the Bai people." At this time, an old man in the main hall slowly spoke. The old man had gray hair, wrinkles on his face, and looked senile, but his eyes were extremely bright, and the clothes on his body were
The aura faintly penetrated the hall, and this illusory hall was exactly the method used by this old man.
"Yes!" Yi Yuntian responded respectfully, suppressing the resentment in his eyes.
The old man in front of him is the leader of the Bai tribe for this experience, Bai Jun, a powerful man in the seventh level of the True God Realm.
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On the other side of the ancient ruins, people from the Xuan Clan have also arrived. The place where the Xuan Clan is located is a stone house made of earth and sand. Although it can provide shelter from the sun and sand, compared to the woods of the Feng Clan, the palace of the Bai Clan is obviously much shabbier.
In the stone house, Xuan Zi looked at the positions of the Wind Clan and Bai Clan with envy, and suddenly became dissatisfied, "I say Elder Xuan Ku, after all, you are also a powerful person in the sixth level of the True God, but your methods are not that good.
, look at the Bai and Gu tribes, their palaces are magnificent and their forests are full of life, but you have built such a broken stone house, which is really despising."
Xuan Zizai's complaining words immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the stone room. Xuan Yunlong, who was sitting next to Xuan Zizai, quietly moved his buttocks and secretly gave a thumbs up to Xuan Zizai, showing a look of admiration. Several other Xuan Zizai
The clan elders had suppressed smiles on their faces, and one of them couldn't even hold back his laughter.
"Ha! Cough cough..." The elder who laughed out hurriedly covered his mouth, then coughed violently, and his face turned red from holding back.
Xuanku, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground meditating, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the dissatisfied Xuan Zizai, slowly opened his mouth, and uttered one word, "Get out!"
Xuan Ku waved his hand, and a strong wind fell on Xuan Zi Zai's body. Xuan Zi Zai's figure directly passed through the wall and fell outside the stone house.
"Ah!" Xuan Zizai screamed miserably. He was not injured by Xuanku, but was burned by the hot sand and gravel.
Xuan Zizai jumped up in a hurry, pressed his whole body against the wall, and said with snot and tears: "Elder Xuanku, I was wrong!"