"As for this little guy, he happened to be in Jun Muyan's space, so he also got some light. It's just that the talent field he contains is too powerful. It's impossible to trigger it with just this stimulation and cultivation. But in the end, for

It’s all good for him and no harm at all.”

Little Phoenix was stunned for a while after hearing this.

However, it finally understood that neither the little brother nor the beautiful sister were in danger, and on the contrary, they could become stronger.

So, little Phoenix hesitated for a while, and then obediently returned to Xiaobao to guard him.

But Qihuang slowly opened his eyes after Little Phoenix left.

The scenes that happened in Chuanyun City flashed through his eyes, and then he was fixed on the sleepy face of the girl outside the space at this time.

There was a strange luster in his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice, "Jun Muyan, how far can you go in the future?"

Outside the space, when [Wanhua Ling] entered the center of [God Refining Cliff], it suddenly stopped.

It's like being pulled by a strange force.

Zhang Huyuan tried his best to use his spiritual power to drive Wanhua Ling, but Wanhua Ling was firmly stuck in the middle of the "God Refining Cliff" and could not move either life or death.

But at this time, there were other flying magic weapons, and even the monks safely passed through the "God Refining Cliff".

He also cast a strange look at him.

Zhang Huyuan finally became angry and cursed: "It's all you unlucky brooms who have defiled my precious [Wanhua Ling], why don't you throw this useless woman away from me!"

Leng Yumo suddenly raised his head and stared at him fiercely, "What did you say?! Say it again if you can!"

Zhang Huyuan's cultivation level is the eighth level of Jindan.

In the Ziyun Realm Longteng Academy, it is divided into three academies of heaven, earth and people, which can be said to be a gathering of powerful elites.

Even a guardian or servant in the most ordinary human courtyard must have a cultivation level of Jindan or above.

These guardian servants are naturally frightened and fawning in front of Longteng Academy and other elites in Ziyun Realm.

Because regardless of their background, those elite students who are also at the Golden Core stage can easily kill them instantly.

But the three teams sent by Canglan Realm every year are different.

At the annual Lu Ming Feast, most of the people in these three teams usually have not even broken through the Bigu stage, and even those in the Golden Elixir stage are only one or two levels of the Golden Elixir.

In competitions, practitioners from these three teams are often not worthy enough to carry shoes for members of other teams.

It is this accumulation year by year that makes people in Ziyun Realm look down on Canglan Realm more and more, let alone Qingyun and Minlu Realm, which are worse than Canglan Realm.

Even the nursing staff of Longteng Academy who pick up, drop off and entertain students from the Canglan Realm every year have a particularly bad attitude and do not take them seriously at all.

Hearing Leng Yumo's threat, Zhang Huyuan not only did not panic, but his expression became more contemptuous.

"Haha, let me say it again, what can you do to me? A group of little brats from a noisy place like Canglan Realm dare to yell at me. I really thought you were still qualified in Ziyun Realm.

Is it arrogant?”

"Among the trash who came from the Canglan Realm in the past, there were also many who were as arrogant and domineering as you and thought they were great. Do you want to know what happened to those toads who sat in the well and watched the sky?"
Chapter completed!