At the mention of Lan Ningxu, both of their expressions changed at the same time. Both of them looked extremely unsightly.
Hall said, "Even we couldn't see through Lan Ningxu. Could this Yang Wuxin be stronger than Lan Ningxu? I don't believe it. "
Percy nodded. "I don't believe it either."
It wasn't a good thing for the Yaksha race that such a terrifying genius appeared in the human race.
When he met Lan Ningxu in Flyingbird City, he left a deep impression on the two.
Their judgment of Yang Qingxuan was that he had a bright future ahead of him.
Their judgment of Lan Ningxu was also that she was unfathomable.
On the other hand, Lance was already a genius of the Yaksha race. But compared to these two, he was still a far cry.
Hall and Percy looked at each other and shook their heads with bitter smiles. They felt depressed.
…
Far away from the Cloudvoid Battle Platform, there was an octagonal pavilion floating. Shi Yan looked at the Soul-Devouring Golden Demon in the clouds. Suddenly, his pupils shrank. Staring at the Soul-Devouring Golden Demon in the clouds, Shi Yuyan's points suddenly increased by nine points.
Shi Yan's expression changed slightly. He frowned as if he was thinking about something.
"Yu 'er's strength is not bad. To be able to get nine points instantly, she must have killed a Dao Realm evil spirit. Brother Shi Yan, you've taught her well. "
An ethereal voice came from the pavilion. It sounded like praise, but the tone was calm and emotionless.
Shi Yan didn't reply. He just made a gesture with one hand as if he was deducing something.
After a while, he put down his hand and suddenly asked, "Why did you choose Green Hill for this competition?"
The voice came from the pavilion. "Why, why can't it be Green Hill?"
Shi Yan said, "It's not that it can't be, but Brother Yunjing, you must have your own reasons for choosing this place."
The voice belonged to the current Renhuang. He snorted lightly and said, "Although I was the one who suggested the Green Mountains, everyone agreed with it. Brother Shiyan, isn't it too displeasing to say that I have an idea?"
Shi Yan smiled faintly and said, "I've been rude."
"It's fine. Ever since we parted ways with Little Ling Tian, we haven't had much contact with each other. Our relationship has also faded, so it's inevitable for us to have some thoughts about each other. Why don't we let Yu 'er and Wu Xin get married after this competition? That way, we'll be able to resolve one of our worries and let our two families become even closer. "
Yang Yunjing's voice sounded again.
Shi Yan's pupils shrank slightly before returning to normal. He said calmly, "We don't know the result of the Firmament Martial Arts Discourse yet. If Wu Xin won first place, wouldn't he have to unite with the Wu Family through marriage? At that time, my daughter's position will be somewhat awkward. "
Yang Yunjing laughed and said, "Brother Shi Yan, you worry too much. Regardless of whether Wu Xin won first place or not, the marriage between him and Yu 'er had been decided long ago and could not be changed. He could only let Wu Qiyue find another husband. Even if Wu Xian is dissatisfied with this, he can't force his daughter to marry him. "
Shi Yan's eyes flashed as he looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and said indifferently, "The marriage agreement was for Yu 'er to marry the next generation of the Yang family's Sword Tomb. How is Wuxin's cultivation in the Taixuan Sword Tomb going? "
Yang Yunjing said, "Of course it's going well."
Shi Yan didn't say anything. He just nodded his head and said, "That's good."
After that, there was no more sound in the building. The world seemed to be quiet, leaving only the strong wind floating in the sea of clouds.
…
Inside the Jia Mo Temple on the Ancient Battlefield of Green Hill.
Yang Qingxuan and the other eight people were shuttling in the underground palace. The structure of the underground palace was more complicated than the one on the ground and was full of dense Devil Qi.
The Fiery Eyes of Truth consumed a lot of Genuine Essence and were greatly hindered.
Yang Qingxuan immediately activated the Art of Primordial Fire Derivation, using the red flame and the light flame to create eighteen fire birds. They were so vivid and lifelike that they seemed to have a mind of their own. They followed behind everyone and lit up every place they went.
Shi Yuyan was secretly shocked. The so-called "spirituality" of these fire birds was all controlled by Yang Qingxuan's divine thoughts.
He could control 18 fire birds at the same time, and the shape, movement, and distance between each bird and each person were all very well controlled.
This required a high level of control over both Divine Will and Fire Elemental Energy.
Moreover, the 18 fire birds that Yang Qingxuan created also had strong attack power. They could not only light up the surrounding space, but they would also take the initiative to attack Devil Spirits when they encountered them.
They were not of much help to the experts like Shi Yuyan and Lance, but they were of great help to Hua Qinling and the others.
The nine people shuttled through the underground palace and killed all the way. Except for Du Ruo and Kong Ling, who didn't need points, the other seven people were very happy to see their points increase.
Du Ruo rummaged through every room in the underground palace and found a lot of items of the Devil Clan. He kept the useful ones and threw away the useless ones.
He also found an armor that looked like a vest. He blew off the dust on it and laughed as if he had found a treasure.
"Hahahaha!"
Yang Qingxuan glanced at it. The armor was green and black in color, emitting a dense demonic aura. The cold light reflected from the armor was as sharp as a sword, and it also emitted an aura as sturdy as a city wall.
He asked, "Do you recognize this armor?"
Du Ruo said, "The Nine Jade Ink Armor is an old item of the Devil Lord Chi. It can be considered a semi-divine tool. Later, it disappeared with his death. I didn't expect to find it here."
When everyone heard it was a semi-divine tool, they all looked over in surprise.
Yang Qingxuan frowned and said, "But the Devil Qi is different from the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. You have to be careful when refining this armor."
Du Ruo put on the Nine Jade Ink Armor and laughed, "Don't worry. I'm also a member of the Desolate Race, and I don't cultivate the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi."
His eyes flashed with reminiscence, and he said, "Back then, I had some contact with the Devil Clan."
Yang Qingxuan's heart stirred. He knew that it was definitely a story, so he did not pursue the matter. He said with a smile, "It's naturally best if you can control it."
The nine of them continued running around the underground palace. Yang Qingxuan's points quickly approached 20 points.
Furthermore, the Quintessential Essence in his body was rising steadily under the effects of the Nine Thousand Wind Magnificence Art and the Grand Beginnings Fire Evolving Art. He could vaguely sense the bottleneck of the early stages of Void Fa.
However, the bottleneck was as hard as iron and could not be shaken in the slightest.
It was like a tall mountain that lay in front of the Great Dao, making it difficult to cross.
Yang Qingxuan was not in a hurry. Although he lacked the Azure Yang Martial Sutra, the path of advancement was not blocked. It had only become more difficult.
The nine of them killed in the underground palace for more than half a month, clearing a large area of the underground palace.
Along the way, they encountered other warriors, but they were wary of each other. There was no obvious conflict, so they dispersed.
Yang Qingxuan's simultaneous control of the two flames also became more refined. He began attempting to circulate the third flame.
On this day, after clearing a room, Yang Qingxuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a golden light. He saw three figures flash in the maze-like corridor outside.
His face sank as he whispered, "It's Yan Jiang!"
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