Among the children who returned to the Yang family, only one Yang Wei reached the first level of the Shenyou Realm, and most of the others were at the level of the True Yuan Realm.

It’s not that the Yang family’s children are not as qualified as Liu Qingyao. It’s just that after so many years, the Yang family’s disciples have not received help and support from the family and their cultivation environment is slightly worse, so this situation occurs.

If there are the same resources, Yang Wei's cultivation may not be worse than Liu Qingyao.

But no matter what, there is no doubt that Liu Qingyao is powerful and has outstanding qualifications. If he wins over him, it is equivalent to winning over the Liu family.

With such a great help, everyone was staring at it, but no one could afford to eat it. You can imagine everyone's depressed mood.

As for Qiu Yimeng, she had never said such words, but the Yang family members she had come into contact with could see that she didn't seem to have any interest in herself and did not dare to force herself. She could only let go for the time being and make plans in the future.

At night, the sky was drizzling and dark clouds were pressing down on the top. It seemed that a storm was coming, and it was so dull that it made people breathless.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and even the air is filled with a faint chill.

Yang Kai closed his eyes and sat in the courtyard, with invisible spiritual power surrounding him, and he condensed a wave of it and banged into the void.

The two elders were in seclusion. The hard work of these few days has made Yang Kai’s seventh level of True Yuan Realm reach its peak and reach a bottleneck stage.

Although he knew that this bottleneck would sooner or later break through, Yang Kai did not want to wait for it to arrive. The cultivation of true energy has not made much progress, so he could only cultivate his spiritual consciousness to see if he could find some inspiration from it.

Yang Kai had already cultivated the spiritual consciousness. But what is strange is that until now, he has not cultivated the sea of ​​consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness without a sea of ​​consciousness is a rootless tree and a sourceless water. Fortunately, the spiritual consciousness cultivated would have long dissipated.

It is precisely because of this that Yang Kai’s current magical skills are somewhat less powerful.

Only three small levels are away from the Shenyou Realm, Yang Kai really wants to know what will happen after he cultivates into the sea of ​​consciousness.

So during this period, he worked harder than before. As long as he had free time, he would definitely not be delayed.

With infinite use of the soul attack, the power of the spiritual consciousness was consumed very quickly. In just over an hour, Yang Kai felt weak.

He stopped quickly, closed his eyes and rested.

In the second half of the night, it started to rain in the sky, and a sound of waving wings came into his ears. Yang Kai frowned and looked up at the sky.

A faint golden light rushed down like lightning.

After it fell on Yang Kai's shoulder, the golden-feathered eagle cried softly.

Feeling the meaning conveyed by its cry, Yang Kai's expression changed slightly, and he quickly rose into the air and flew towards the northern city.

The Golden Eagle has been helping Pang China at Zhujie for the past few days, and is raised and managed by a special person. He only comes back once a day to ask Yang Kai for the spiritual liquid of thousands of medicines. In the middle of the night, it actually flew back. It is obvious that something happened to the Zhujie help.

The Zhujie Gang is not powerful, the personnel are of different levels, and there is no need to make any money and water. Generally, no one will have any ideas about it.

But tonight is obviously different.

Thinking of the quarrels within the Zhujie Gang a few days ago, Yang Kai was already worried.

Regardless of the loss of the true energy, Yang Kai had arrived in Beicheng District in just half an hour.

In the nest of the Zhujie Gang, there was a sound of fighting and killing at this moment. Pang Chi led several masters in the gang to retreat under the siege of a group of people. The light of various martial arts and secret treasures around him bloomed, and from time to time, some people fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Blood flowed everywhere, and the rain washed down, but it couldn't wash away the bright redness all over the ground.

The number of Zhujie Gang is not large, and the number of enemies is more than twice their current moment. Moreover, the opponent's masters have not all appeared on the field, and there are even people standing aside to rush into the formation. In just a moment, the Zhujie Gang has suffered countless casualties and injuries, and the defeat is revealed. If you continue to fight, you are afraid that everyone present will die.

Pang Chi's body was also covered in scars and gritted his teeth and struggled to support him. While the enemy was attacking, he had already released the Golden Feather Eagle. Now he only hopes that his new master can bring people to rescue him.

Anyway, he is also a young man from the Yang family. He should have some masters under him, right?

The only thing that made Pang Chi feel unsure is whether Yang Kai would be willing to come and save him!

"Wu Qian!" Pang Chi shouted fiercely in the enemy camp: "You Xuanguang and our Zhujie Gang have never violated the well water. Why did you attack today?"

Wu Qian sneered when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth were as cold as a knife: "Pang Chi, why should you ask me knowingly? My young master said that those who do not surrender will only die!"

"Do you know who is behind my Zhujie Gang? How dare you look at each other like this?" Pang Chi yelled while resisting the attack.

Wu Qian curled his lips when he heard this: "The people of the Eight Great Masters have never interfered in the disputes between small forces like us. The life in Zhongdu is too boring. They wish us more to play and make them have some fun. Do you think the people behind you will avenge you after you die today? Go dream!"

Pang Chi's face turned bitter and knew that Wu Qian was not telling a lie.

People from the Eight Great Masters will not interfere with the fight and killing of small forces like them. For people from the Eight Great Masters, these small forces will be destroyed, and it is no big deal. At most, they can support one more.

Every year, countless small forces are destroyed, but these small forces are like bamboo shoots after the rain, destroying one after another, and they cannot be destroyed.

It is precisely because of this reason that he dare not expect Yang Kai to come to save him.

After the two of them spoke, on the roof of Tongtian Inn, a young man looked at the battlefield below with a smile on his lips, his eyes full of interest, as if he was enjoying a good performance.

Beside him, Xuanguang will accompany him quietly. These masters did not hesitate to spend their true energy, but actually released their true energy and pushed away the raindrops that attacked him.

So even if he stood on the roof like this, he was still dressed in a well-off state and was not wet at all.

When the young man saw the wonderful things, he would even laugh. The masters next to him were accompanied with caution and did not dare to complain at all.

"Young Master Huo, the Zhujie Gang is no longer possible. Do you think these people are killed... or taken away?" Mu Nandou, the manager of the Xuanguang Society, asked softly.

Mr. Huo heard this and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He did not answer directly, but said lightly: "I have a habit, that is what I want, and I must get it as soon as possible. If I can't get it... Then I will never want it again, so, do you understand?"

Mu Nandou looked shaking and nodded quickly: "I understand!"

Xuanguang was supported by Mr. Huo when he was bored. How dare Mu Nandou not listen to the orders of the master?

Before, Mr. Huo wanted to subdue the Zhujie Gang, but was rejected by Pang Chi, which obviously made him unhappy. Since that was the case, there was no need to keep them anymore.

Mu Nandou bowed slightly, shook his body, wrapped in a blue light, and shot quickly downwards.

But before he could attack Pang Chi and the others, a training-like light suddenly shot down from the air. Feeling the destructive energy contained in the attack, Mu Nandou's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly turned around and dodged to the side.

At the same time, Xuanguang came from the roof and shouted from several others: "Young Master, be careful!"

When Mu Nandou landed on the ground and looked back, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He found that a young man popped up from somewhere and actually rushed into the front of several masters of Xuanguanghui, and his target was directly aimed at Mr. Huo who was surrounded by their stars in the middle like the moon.

I was slightly lost and rushed back quickly. At this time, it is naturally the safety of the master family.

While the man was still halfway, Mu Nandou's eyes widened because the young man was incredibly strong. A blood-red sword in his hand, the sword energy was raging, and countless blood-red petals were flying out. No one of the masters of the Xuanguang Society could win over his sharpness. They all avoided it again and again. In the blink of an eye, only Mr. Huo stood alone.

Liu Qingyao is here?

Mu Nandou had no time to think about this, and saw the young man walking to Mr. Huo and taking him off casually, as if he were as easy as pinching a snail with his fingers. Mr. Huo didn't even have time to react.

It was not until this moment that two powerful spiritual senses suddenly attacked, and then two majestic figures appeared, standing in the air, with a very cold look.

Yang Kai held the wrist of Mr. Huo with one hand and held a sword across his neck with the other. He didn't even look at the warriors of the Xuanguang Society, but just stared at the two figures in the air with a sneer.

The other party is two masters at the eighth level of the Divine Travel Realm, and their strength is no less than that of the Blood Service!

The Huo family is one of the eight great masters. Since this young master Huo is from the Huo family, he is naturally protected by masters.

However, in such a small force battle, the two masters were embarrassed to show up, and even more confident that no one could do anything to their son under their surveillance, so they hid quietly aside, but they didn't expect that Yang Kai was so fierce that he didn't even give them time to react, so he took down their young master.

It was too late to arrive.

Two spiritual senses wandered around Yang Kai, hesitated for a moment, and rushed towards Yang Kai's mind.

The spiritual consciousness burst into my mind, like a rock sinking into the sea without any ripples.

Yang Kai's sneer even more!

Both of them changed color and realized that the other party was not an ordinary young man.

As a true essence warrior, if he can withstand the attacks of the spiritual sense of the two of them, he must have a soul secret treasure on his body. If he can have a secret treasure of this level, his status must be great. Fortunately, both of them had no murderous intentions in the attack just now, and they just wanted to save their son from the other party. Even if he couldn't resist, he would not cause any harm to him.

Therefore, the beam is not deep and there is still a possibility of resolution.

Looking at Yang Kai again, the eyes of the two masters became solemn, and they were still a little afraid.

It was not until this time that Mr. Huo came to his senses. His courage was not bad, and he did not change his color at all. He just sneered: "You dare to put the sword on my neck. You are interesting, really interesting!"

Yang Kai chuckled: "Is that right?"

"Do you know who I am?" Huo Xingchen chuckled, with a playful look on his face.

"No advice?"
Chapter completed!