The breeze swept across the high platform, and the sun shone up.

Half of Feng Xinxiao's face was bathed in the morning light, his face showed a mocking color, and he said coldly: "Evidence? You are an imperial cultivator, the top group of people in the world, how could you say such stupid things? Since you want evidence, okay, I'll tell you, the Feng clan has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and the flame of the Feng clan has the power of nirvana rebirth, but the degree of blood intensity is different, and its manifestations are different." This voice contains spiritual power, and it resounded in all directions along with the thunder.

Even the Heavenly Phoenix Fire in Ou Yangming and Feng Duxin's hands faded.

As he spoke, the flame of the Feng Clan in his hand lit up - orange, gorgeous and abnormal.

The entire terrace was silent, only the faint sound of breathing remained, Feng Xinxiao squinted his eyes and felt it for a moment, the corners of his mouth hooked up slightly, and then said: "The seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple correspond to the seven flames, but the flame on his hand is white, how do you explain?" his voice was righteous and awe-inspiring, and he landed soundly. As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand and pointed at Ouyang, and a trace of danger flashed in his eyes.

It seems that as long as Feng Xiang can't come up with a reasonable explanation, he will mobilize all the Feng clan powerhouses to crusade against Ou Yangming.

"Then how do you want me to explain?" Feng Xiang's face was calm, he knew in his heart that things had come to this point, and Feng Xinxiao had completely entered the game.

But it was precisely because of this that he became more and more calm, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Bloodline validation. Feng Xinxiao paused word by word, with an astonishing red glow in his eyes.

Feng Yun sat next to Feng Xiang, tapped the back of the chair with his middle finger, made a clicking sound, and said, "Since you are in dispute, let's verify the bloodline." ”

On the terrace, the strong men of the Feng clan who belonged to the main battle side exchanged a look.

The center of gravity sank at the same time, exhaled and probed, and roared in a muffled voice: "Bloodline verification!" This voice is neat and consistent, containing spiritual power, like the thunder of the nine heavens slamming down from the sky, rolling up a circle of spiritual energy storm. When it rolled in all directions, it directly dispersed all the white clouds and mist floating in the sky.

The color of the yin owl in Feng Xiao's eyes flashed away, and seeing that the time was ripe, he walked over with a smile and said softly: "Master Ou, you only need to put your hands on the Feng clan totem and mobilize the power of flames, and then the totem will emit light, and you can know the richness of your bloodline." ”

At this moment, the eyes of all the powerhouses were focused on Ou Yangming.

The side that talks about peace is worried, and the side of the main battle seems to be smiling rather than smiling, and the bottom of his eyes is full of ridicule.

Xiaohong stood on King Kong's shoulder, his eyes were shining, and he secretly said in his heart, can I feel instinctive fear, and the totem can at least emit green light, right? These Feng clan powerhouses are like clowns in his eyes, and when that glimmer blooms, they will be revealed in their true form.

Goshawk and Rhubarb glanced at each other, and both saw the treachery and cunning in their eyes.

They were looking forward to the moment when the purple mangs lingered.

Ou Yangming glanced at Feng Xiao with a little meaning, which directly made his heart cold. The pair of cloth shoes with white lines and black soles stepped on the terrace, slowly moving, and walked under the totem.

The qi machine is endless, and the five fingers are spread out, and when placed on the totem, it feels soft to the touch. At the same time, the aura in the Dan Lake was poured into it. Suddenly, a scorching wave of qi poured into Ou Yangming's body along the palm of his hand, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and every pore on his body was completely opened.

If it was just like this, it would be fine, but in Ou Yangming's perception, the totem was like having a spiritual wisdom, and Ou Yangming actually felt its excitement clearly. Yes, it's exciting, like a pet that has been lost for a long time and suddenly sees its owner.

One, two, three...... After the tea effort!

The Feng clan powerhouses who were watching had an inexplicable look in their eyes, and a strange atmosphere spread.

"After all this time, the totem didn't even have a vision. Hmph, it seems that it is foreign aid. An old man with the brim of his hat pressed very low spoke in a deep voice, obviously a figure from the main battle side.

"Well, it does. A man beside him with a pear cherry knife nodded vigorously.

Above the terrace, many strong people gathered in groups of three or five, discussing in low voices, and the scene was extremely noisy.

Feng Xinxiao rolled her eyes, looked at Feng Xiang, and said mockingly: "It seems that you have lost this time?"

Feng Xiang's face was not shocked, his eyebrows raised upward, and he replied: "Who can say for sure? Maybe the purple mangs are lingering in the sky? Everything has a glimmer of life, and it may not be a good thing to do things too much." This sentence can be regarded as a response to what Feng Ling said before.

Feng Xinxiao's palm spread out: "Then let's see." ”

Before the sound fell, the red rays above the Feng clan totem flowed, like blood, circle by circle, rippling in all directions like ripples in the lake, spreading very quickly and extremely violently. Before many of the Feng clan powerhouses could react, the clouds in the sky had already been reflected red, scattered one by one, like colorful clouds in the evening.

"This ...... Red?" above the terrace, the sound of inhaling sounds.

Speaking of the neck of one side tilted slightly, exchanged glances with each other, and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

The previous tea kung fu was even longer than a century for them, and every moment was torment, and the thoughts in their hearts were bizarre, and they kept praying.

But some people are happy, and correspondingly, there are people who are unhappy. The head of the main battle side was covered with a layer of dark clouds, and there was only one thought floating in their hearts, this is really the Feng Clan? Then why is the flame white? They couldn't figure it out anyway.

Feng Xinxiao couldn't figure it out either, and was stunned for a moment.

His sleeves rolled up in the mist, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, it's just a red light, this kind of qualification, in the ancestral land of the Feng clan, is only at the bottom." When the last three words were just spit out, his face was pale, and all the thoughts in his mind disappeared, chaotic, blank.

I saw that the light on this totem changed rapidly.

Red, orange, yellow......

In just an instant, it has changed three colors.

You must know that the totem emits yellow light, and this kind of qualification, even in the ancestral land of the Feng Clan, is already considered to be a miracle.

But now, in just a moment, it turned from red to yellow.

This kind of speed, even if it is placed on the hundreds of thousands of years of history of the Feng Clan, is unparalleled.

All the strong men of the Feng clan looked at the slightly weak figure under the statue with dull eyes, and two words appeared out of thin air in the spiritual world - Renjie.

Many strong people even trembled with excitement.

Of course, these people belong to Feng Xiang's side.

As for the main battle faction, if it was a thunderbolt from the sky when the red light was emitted before, then at this moment, they undoubtedly fell into the abyss, and it was pitch black all around, without any light.

Feng Xiang took his eyes off Ou Yangming, looked at Feng Xinxiao, and asked, "Are you qualified to participate in the big competition now?"

This sentence reached Feng Xinxiao's ears, vibrating his eardrums, directly making his face dark, like the bottom of a pot that has been burned countless times on a firewood, with a touch of bloodthirsty madness in his voice: "You pit me?"

"It's you who want to verify the bloodline, what does it have to do with me?" said him, Feng Xiang's face cooperated with a harmless expression of humans and animals.

made Feng Xinxiao crazy, and it took two breaths to suppress the anger in his heart.

Feng Xiao sighed in her heart, and her face became bitter. He thought that this was a fat difference, and he used a lot of means and relationships to preside over this grand event. Now it seems that what kind of fat difference is this, and the life-urging charm is about the same. Especially when he saw Feng Xinxiao's expression, even his heart trembled, and he glanced at Ou Yangming with a complicated look in his eyes, which was called a depression in his heart.

Feng Duxin stepped back, his eyes surging with battle intent.

I secretly said in my heart: "That's interesting." He could also see that this person's attainments in forging were extraordinary.

This is the feeling of the master smith.

Xiao Hong's eyes turned upward, like a crescent moon hanging in the sky, clean and pure, and pouted: "Xiao Mingzi is really good, I really don't know how far he can go in the end?" He stood on King Kong's shoulder, and his speed of speech was not hurried or slow.

Rhubarb and the goshawk exchanged glances, as if two flames were burning.

Suddenly, the colors emanating around the totem changed.

"Green ......," exclaimed a Feng clan powerhouse.

"It's changed again, it's cyan?"

There was an uproar on the terrace, and through the green mang, they all stared at the figure under the totem of the Feng clan, and their eyes were full of shock. The potential represented by cyan is unlimited, and the richness of its phoenix bloodline has reached a level that is difficult to image.

"This ...... The totem glows blue, hasn't it been for thousands of years?" said a man who had been standing for a long time.

"Well, this time, with this help, the peace faction is hopeful!" An old man not far away nodded, his eyes full of surprise.

Feng Xinxiao's body trembled slightly, and her eyes looked at Ou Yangming with resentment. The turbulent waves in my brain are like falling into a thousand pounds of boulders in the calm lake water, and the waves can be imagined. He couldn't imagine that this was clearly a human race, but the richness of the Feng clan's bloodline could actually bloom cyan, which had broken his cognition.

Feng Xiang exhaled a mouthful of mist vigorously, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of Feng Xinxiao. Looking at the figure under the totem, dressed in white, but he seemed to see a fog, he couldn't see it clearly, and said secretly in his heart, Brother Ou, how many things are you still hiding?

Suddenly, the light emitted by the totem changed again.

Blue, this blue light had just revealed the slightest, and was immediately suppressed by a touch of noble purple.

In an instant, purple filled the entire sky, the earth, and the stars with a domineering and superb attitude. As far as the eye can see, it is all purple. Under this noble, stunning, beautiful, graceful, bizarre, and unique purple, everything in the world is eclipsed.

Because, this color can only be emitted by the fire of the heavenly phoenix, which is the fire emperor.

Purple ripples rippled in the aura one by one, and the surrounding grass swayed.

There was a deathly silence on the terrace, only a gentle breeze. Everyone was stunned and stunned.

This touch of purple amazed everyone.