The old woman's hands changed continuously, and the wind's body was strangely suspended in mid-air, and her whole body was covered by a mysterious energy.

Yi and Ling are looking forward to it.

I saw that after being covered by energy, the injuries on Feng's body actually healed at an extremely fast speed, and his tight brows also relaxed.

After a long time, the old woman withdrew her hand, staggered back a few steps, and her face was a little pale.

"Patriarch, are you okay?" Yi hurriedly stepped forward and said with concern.

"It's fine. The old woman waved her hand, and then continued: "I feel that my longevity is approaching, and I am getting more and more powerless......

"Mom!" Ling was a little sad.

Yi Ye sighed, the old woman once swept away the beasts of the West with her own strength and became the king of the West.

But now it takes so much effort just to heal people......

Feng woke up from his coma at this time, struggled to stand up, and looked at everyone suspiciously, "I'm not dead?"

"Not dead, child, how are you feeling?" the old woman smiled slightly.

"Much better!" Feng moved his muscles slightly, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and asked, "Patriarch, did you save me?"

The old woman nodded, and then asked, "Tell me, what's going on, why are you so seriously injured?"

"I was wound......ed by a monkey riding a Tyrannosaurus rex," Feng was furious when he mentioned it.

"Monkey, not the spirits?" asked the old woman with squinted eyes.

"Well, he looks like us, but he doesn't have our breath on him, he should be a monkey, or a different race. The wind said.

"Then how did you fight him?" Yi interjected abruptly.

Hearing Yi's words, Feng's expression stiffened slightly, and the old woman on the side shook her head secretly.

The potential of the wind is indeed good, but it is too conceited, and it has been provoking the lords and beasts of all parties, wanting to prove itself through this, and this time I am afraid that I will kick the iron plate......

"Recuperate in peace!" said the old woman.

"No, patriarch, I must avenge this revenge! I will crush that fellow to ashes to vent my hatred!" said Feng angrily.

"Revenge? I can see from the wounds on your body that the alien has already left his hand at that time, if he doesn't keep his hand, that shot should have pierced your heart!" the old woman looked at the wind with hatred and said angrily.

She had already discovered that she had healed the wind before, and there was a wound on the wind that could normally be fatal.

But just as he was about to stab the heart of the stroke, the attack forcibly deviated from the position of the heart, which means that the opponent had already left his hand.

Feng blushed a little when he heard the old woman's words, "But that monkey is from the east, and I suspect it has something to do with the person who stole our dragon sword." Patriarch, I am willing to ask for battle, and lead the masters of the Spirit Clan to crusade against the East and recover our dragon sword!"

"Crusade? Are you crazy? The East is the territory of the Aeolian Pterodactyl, Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the Red-Eyed Demon Python, and they will let us lead our army in?" Yi scolded.

"Hmph, it's just some lowly beasts, can it still compete with our spirit clan? If they dare to stop it, they will all be killed! The dragon sword must be recovered, that is the sign of the next dragon god!" said Feng with some contempt.

"Brute, don't forget! Our first dragon god, Lord Canglong is also a fierce beast! Are you saying that Lord Canglong is also a beast?" Yi said lightly.

"So what? Can those beasts compare to the dragons?"

In the eye of the wind, their spirit race is the existence of the high, and the rest of the creatures are humble and weak, and they only deserve to be trampled on by them.

"Mom, we don't have to fight. The disappearance of the dragon sword is also the fault of our race, we can negotiate with the mysterious person who holds the dragon sword, and if we refuse to return it, we can also let him be our acting dragon god. Our ancestors have already said that only those who are recognized by the dragon sword can become the dragon god, and since he can use it, he will be recognized......" Ling said tentatively.

"Ling, are you crazy? You don't have a crush on that monkey anymore? you want to be with that monkey through this?" Hearing Ling's words, the wind was the first to blow up, and roared angrily.

"Hmph, whoever I like will not like you!" Ling said with a flat mouth.

"You're crazy to like a lowly monkey. The wind was almost fainted, and pointed at the spirit, hysterically.

"So what?" retorted coldly.

Although Ling is a princess of the Spirit Clan, she is kind to others, but she is a little disgusted with the wind. Every time this guy saw herself, her face narrowed, and her eyes swirled back and forth on herself, which made her feel very disgusted.

"Humph!"

Feng Leng snorted, and secretly made up his mind in his heart that he must kill the monkey holding the dragon sword, and let the Spirit Clan know that he is the true heir of the dragon god!

The Spirit Clan has a rule that only those who are approved by the Dragon Sword and marry the daughter of the patriarch can be called the Dragon God, representing the highest authority of the Spirit Clan, and his status even surpasses that of the patriarch!

And Feng has always coveted Ling's beauty and wants to take it for himself, but now that the dragon sword is gone, he can't get the recognition of the dragon sword, so he can't be with the spirit.

Coupled with several pursuits, Deling had a little disgust with him......

Looking at Ling's disgusted gaze, Feng made up his mind that one day, he must ride this high-flying Spirit Princess under his crotch and let the other party become his plaything like other Spirit Clan girls.

"Enough!" angrily rebuked, "You have to quarrel out, the patriarch needs to rest!"

"Hmph!" Feng snorted coldly when he heard Yi's words, brushed his sleeves and left.

Ling also spit out a small fragrant tongue at Yi, and then left the room. But he didn't have the bad feeling when he treated the wind, but it was like a child's coquettishness to his brother.

"Patriarch, shall I help you go to rest?" Yi looked at the old woman and said.

"Hey!" the old woman shook her head and said, "Yi, you are the head of the twelve dragon generals, what do you think of this matter?"

"Well, I think the princess is right, according to the records of our ancestors, we also evolved from monkeys. If that monkey ...... That alien race is recognized by the Dragon Sword, and we can indeed consider making it the acting Dragon God. "Easy to say.

"......" the old woman nodded thoughtfully, "Feng this kid is too conceited, and his style is not right, it is rumored that he has a leg with many girls of the Spirit Clan, he is the most uneasy for me, and I can't give my daughter to him." In fact, Yi, whether it is talent or talent, you are above the wind...... I'm more inclined to keep you with the spirit, and as for the dragon sword, it's just something outside of your body. Even if there is no recognition from the dragon sword, with your prestige, as the new dragon god, I don't think there will be anyone in the clan who disagrees, right?

"Patriarch, that's all in the past!I can see that the princess only treats me as a brother, and I only treat the princess as a sister now!" Yi shook his head, he was not as obsessed with power as the wind.

What he pursues is only strength, which is very similar to Bai Qi, a very pure pursuit of martial arts, and he does not want to be bound.

The old woman sighed.

Now looking at the entire Spirit Clan, the strongest is Feng and Yi, and she actually tends to be together with Ling and Yi......

……

Outside the cave, Jegen snuggled his head on Yang Ji's shoulder, looked at the full moon hanging above his head, and said softly: "The moon here seems to be much bigger than our world......"

"If you like, I can bring you over often!" Yang said.

The moon in the ancient world should be several times or even ten times the size of modern society in terms of volume, and it can be seen from this that this is not actually the earth.

The Iron Ring teleported to another place, not back in time.

Yang Jian turned to look at the Absolute Root and asked, "Absolute Root, why don't you come with me tomorrow?"

Speaking of this, Yang Ji's face was also a little solemn.

Although the cultivation speed has increased, the current root is only a half-step day-level Great Perfection cultivation, not a daily one.

From a half-step day-level breakthrough to a day-level, what is needed is not only the improvement of spiritual power, but also an opportunity!

"No, I have to go. "Didn't you say that I'm on the verge of Riyi now, and I only need a chance to break through?

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