Purple, noble and elegant, completely permeated the entire ancestral land of the Feng clan.

"This ...... This can't be!" Feng Xinxiao's voice was a little hysterical. The scene in front of him was beyond his imagination. This purple light actually suppressed the light of the stars, becoming the only color between heaven and earth. He knew in his heart that this time, the plan for the peace system had not yet been implemented, and it had already been lost. The potential that Ou Yangming has shown is too great, this kind of bloodline has never been seen in the history of the Feng clan.

In other words, he is the first person in the history of the Feng clan.

This kind of performance is enough to become Ou Yangming's biggest hole card and reliance, even if the Phoenix Clan powerhouse who was prejudiced against Ou Yangming before, his mentality at this moment will change subversively.

And how far Ou Yangming, who has the power of this bloodline, can go in the end? No one can say.

When Feng Xinxiao's eyes turned, there was a deep worry and shock. Especially when I saw some of the strong men of the Feng clan who were cultivated by the emperors, the scorching heat was incomparable, and it seemed to be able to melt the ice. His heart was even more indescribably bitter, and he scolded himself in his heart, wouldn't it be good to have a decent competition, what should I do now?

In his mind, he was extremely dazed, and at this moment, things had developed to this moment, and he was completely out of his control.

Feng Xiang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't lower his tongue. He originally thought that he had already looked up to Ou Yangming. It wasn't until he saw this scene that he suddenly woke up, where is this high-mindedness? This is simply looking at people through the cracks in the door, and flattening people.

Before today, even if his brain hole was twice as big, he would definitely not have been able to guess such an outcome.

I was extremely glad in my heart for the previous decision to befriend Ou Ou Yangming.

This kind of character, in the world, will eventually be able to soar into the sky one day. As long as he takes that step, with the combat power he is showing now, ordinary emperors, in his hands, are not at his disposal.

The purple light passed through Feng Xiao's fingers, directly making him breathe rapidly, and the wisp of resentment that had arisen before in his heart disappeared. This kind of character is not something he can hold a grudge at all.

On the terrace, all the Feng clan powerhouses were dumbfounded, looking at the figure under the totem with a blank expression.

The eyes are strange, and the pictures seen are different. Some people saw a sword that was incomparably sharp and had the ability to assert the eternals, some saw a majestic mountain that could suppress heaven and earth, and some saw an boundless, deep and deep sea. Although the things we see are different, they are very similar, they are all synonymous with mystery and power, which cannot be fathomed, spoken, or spoken.

Feng Mu stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance.

In his eyes, the vibrant vegetation, the winding paths, the majestic mountains, and even the entire world were filled with this stunning purple light.

There was a hint of wisdom in his eyes, his right arm was raised, his five fingers were separated, and the black light flashed in his palm, mysterious and distant. This touch of blackness seems to have existed since the birth of heaven and earth, and it is difficult to describe.

The purple qi within a radius of 100 zhang seemed to have received the traction of a mysterious force, and it came straight to the palm of the old man's palm.

Countless purple qi condensed and turned into purple silk threads, this seemingly ordinary action concealed the great divine power of the void condensation.

The old man's body moved, the old man's palm was spread out, he exhaled, and the purple silk lying on the palm of his hand scattered with the wind, and said softly: "The purple qi is coming from the east, and the emperor is returning to the throne." This world has been in chaos for too long, and it is time to produce a strong man who can suppress all enemies in the world. This kind of evaluation, it can only be said, is already infinitely high.

Suppress all enemies in the world......

Feng Mu's eyes narrowed, and his ten fingers moved regularly.

With each shake, the entire sky shook at the same time, as if some kind of power beyond cognition had appeared.

After a while, he shook his head and sighed: "I can't see through, I can't see through." Forget it, since you can't see through it, you won't watch it. Turning slowly, he walked easily towards the house.

The Seven Star Tower is nine stories high, overlooking the ancestral land of the Feng Clan, and there is a newly written blood-colored character hanging in the room: "There is calm in every major event." ”

Looking at this character, Feng Tian's heart couldn't calm down. He knew in his heart that this big competition was meaningless, and no matter whether he won or lost, the peace faction was the biggest winner. This time, he lost completely.

His fingers pinched Zihao and hung it over the rice paper of the emblem, but if this piece weighed 10,000 catties, it couldn't fall down.

At this moment, his heart was in turmoil.

Because a Venerable One, a person who is not even an ant in his eyes, this is something that was unimaginable in the past.

Pushing open the door, walking to the edge of the railing, looking at the purple qi in the sky, like silk, like falling into a fairy tale world, his mood fluctuated again.

But Feng Tian's qi cultivation kung fu is excellent, but after two or three breaths, he adjusted it, spit out a mouthful of white mist, was silent, rolled up his sleeves, and turned back to the house.

As soon as he sat down, an old man in a black robe appeared behind him out of thin air, making a movement to wipe his neck, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Feng Tian didn't look back, his voice was not hurried, and he said, "Feng Mu is not easy to provoke, don't mess with him." Let's try to win it over first, and then find a way if it doesn't work. I also want to see if the person who can get the inheritance of the Feng clan has three heads and six arms. ”

His eyes were red, obviously he had already moved to kill, if Ou Yangming didn't cooperate, he would never be merciful, even if the sky was in front of him, he would raise the butcher's knife to kill the sky, not to mention that it was a person who stood in front of him.

The black-robed old man nodded lightly and hid in the dark again.

At this time, under the terrace totem, Ou Yangming's mind was chaotic. Suddenly, the scene changes, and a strange world appears. The grass is green, the starry sky is low, you can grab it with your hand, and the starlight and moonlight are sprinkled at the same time.

Ou Yangming stood in the middle of the grassland, his eyes showed a touch of understanding, and he secretly said, Inheriting memories? A similar picture had appeared when he was cultivating the Wisdom Technique, so he didn't feel strange. It's just that he didn't expect that what Xiaohong said turned out to be true, and there was really an earth-shattering creation hidden in this totem.

There was a reason why Ou Yangming would think so, in his cognition, all creations with inheritance memories were extremely powerful, such as the Wei Nian Jue, and the ancient formations left by Xu Junqing.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at the dilapidated wooden house in front of him.

At this time, there was a "creak", the door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a crown walked out of the wooden house with a wine jug and a smile, looked at Ou Yangming, and said, "Ou Xiaoyou, are you here?"

The sound was not loud, but when it fell into Ou Yangming's ears, it was like a flat-bottomed thunderbolt, and it was like lightning approaching.

His mind was confused, and he was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and said in shock: "You know me?"

The middle-aged man lifted his crown, revealing an angular face, smiled heartily, and said: "I know seven or eight of the astrological divination, three thousand avenues, and one thousand to say the least, which can be counted as 100,000 years in the past and the future." ”

"Feng Ling...... Feng Ling senior?" Ou Yangming asked tentatively, in fact, this is not difficult to guess, the inheritance memory is sealed in the Feng Clan's totem, and the strength is so strong, who else will there be besides the Feng Clan's ancestor?

The middle-aged man nodded, took a sip of wine, and said softly, "Xiaoyou's qualifications are good." There was no answer, but there was no rebuttal, that is, acquiescence.

At this moment, even with Ou Yangming's heart, he was a little excited.

Although the phoenix spirit at this moment is just a memory of inheritance, it also has the vision and vision of the past, and is one of the strongest people in the history of the world.

Hurriedly arched his hand slightly: "The predecessor is too famous!"

Feng Ling waved his hand undeniably, and said softly: "The laws of the great world and the power of space are constantly squeezing towards me, and this spiritual charm can't last long. If you can trigger a vision and enter this place, this creation will give you it. This shot was realized three days after the battle between me and Xu Aoran, and it was called Burial Heaven. Burial in the heavens and burials, burial in the world, the tricks are exquisite, there are thousands of changes, it is difficult to describe and difficult to tell. You are optimistic and understand with your heart. ”

Ou Yangming's expression was respectful: "Obey the teachings!" hugged his fists and bowed to Feng Ling.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Feng Ling's feet stepping on the void, and a leisurely voice came out of his mouth: "Marksmanship is domineering, and suppresses the chaos of heaven and earth with a domineering and unspeakable attitude. ”

He didn't have a gun in his hand, but he had a gun in his heart.

The wine jug was thrown in the air, and the right hand swiped out of thin air, and an awe-inspiring spear shot up into the sky, and the majestic and domineering meaning swept in all directions, as if to tear the heavens and the earth into pieces. The sky suddenly cracked a hole, ten miles wide, the length of which could not be guessed, and I don't know where it spread, revealing a palpitating darkness. The rift was surrounded by gunfire, strangling everything around it.

If that's all it takes, it's as if the crack has been grasped by a pair of invisible hands.

Pulling both sides, in an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the palpitating darkness swallowed everything up.

Burial Heaven, just like the name of this move, has the power of Burial Heaven.

Ouyang Ming's eyes had been closed at some point, and he condensed the spear with spiritual power, like graffiti, and kept stabbing out in the air, and the movements in his hand became faster and faster, turning into an afterimage.

Feng Ling's face showed a look of relief, shook his head and sighed: "The way of cause and effect is the avenue of numerology that all things can't escape. Since you have a fate with Xiaoyou, what's the harm in giving you another creation?"

The palm of his hand pressed downward, and the aura of the entire Feng Clan's ancestral land was boiling, as if he was being pulled by a mysterious force, and rushed straight to Ou Yangming from all directions. From a distance, this aura condensed into substance, constantly refining his physical body. The glow of the sun in the Tadan Lake is as clear as mist and transparent as glass, and there is a bit of the taste of the evolution of the heavens of the world, and the true meaning of a kind of Tao ripples in all directions.

Everyone looked at Ou Yangming's expression, as if they were looking at a monster, and their hearts were bitter.

But all this, our hero doesn't know that at this moment, he is indulging in his own world.

There was only this resolute, domineering, and one-shot that could split the sky in his eyes, breaking it down into countless movements, and he kept thinking about it, I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was endless, the gun flashed in his eyes, and he slashed in the air.