Female with Fairy Bell

Chapter 170 Violet Beaulieu Immortal Body

“Hit him with falling water.” Su Zishuang clenched a fist to cheer Ye Xinyan.

“Of course, I have this confidence.” Ye Xinyan said arrogantly.

Su Zishuang looked around, quietly stuffed a ball into Ye Xinyan’s hand, and then said through a voice transmission: “This is a four-level series of gusts of wind and fire, and it can be activated by inputting spiritual power. It was carefully crafted by me. You trap him first, then beat him vigorously.”

There was a hint of joy on Ye Xinyan’s face: “I didn’t expect you to have such good things. It seems that my chances of winning are a little bit better.”

Ye Xinyan didn’t understand the formation method, so she didn’t know how difficult it is to make a four-level serial array into a formation ball. It can be said that Su Zishuang can make a fourth-level continuous array ball, and he has already touched the threshold of a fifth-level array master.

As long as she is given enough time, Su Zishuang can officially become a fifth-level array mage.

With Su Zishuang’s secret help, Ye Xinyan was already full of confidence and strode to the stage.

When Ye Xinyan walked to the top of the ring, Ye Haonan was already waiting on it.

At this time, Ye Haonan’s heart was full of anger, and he could only vent his hatred completely.

Ye Haonan’s hatred for Ye Xinyan is not underneath his hatred for Su Zishuang, maybe more, because it’s not a day or two if there is a conflict.

“Ye Xinyan, today we will calculate the general ledger!” Ye Haonan’s eyes fired, as if he was about to explode in the next moment.

A weird smile flashed across Ye Xinyan’s face, and the palm of her hand was raised, and a round ball came out of her palm and landed on the ground in front of her at a very fast speed.

“Whhhhhhh…”

A series of cyan hurricanes rushed out of the orb and rolled into a strange wall of whirlwinds at an extremely fast speed.

In addition. A flame rose in the center of the whirlwind wall. Ban Ye Haonan from the circle.

Ye Haonan was stunned for a while. In the short time Ye Haonan was stunned, Ye Xinyan had already taken action.

The golden sword light was like a wave, and soon suppressed Ye Haonan.

Ye Haonan roared, and displayed a black bottle vigorously.

But as soon as the bottle flew out, it was controlled by the golden sword light, and there was no way to leave the range of Feng Huo Xiao.

In the extremely frustrated situation, Ye Haonan’s spiritual power was consumed a lot, and the shield that supported him was gradually weakened.

“Drive me!”

Both hands are knotted. Ye Haonan shot out a flash of light and wrapped the black bottle, and then, strange textures began to appear on the surface of the black bottle, intertwined with light blue flames.

For a time, the power of the black bottle increased greatly, and there was a tendency to break through the blockade.

But at this moment, Ye Xinyan, who had been prepared for a long time, took out a red and blue magic talisman and threw it out.

The magic talisman quickly burned in the air, bursting out a ball of brilliance, but Ye Haonan’s weird expression became pale. Covering his head with both hands, as if about to collapse.

The black bottle that had just been cast also lost its original brilliance. Become dimmed.

When Ye Haonan recovered, at this time his spiritual power had already been consumed a lot.

As time went on, the spiritual power in Ye Haonan’s body was consumed a bit.

Afterwards, he finally couldn’t hold it, opened his mouth and spouted a mouthful of blood, then fell on his back.

Ye Xinyan was full of sweat on her forehead, and she was also very uncomfortable. If she hadn’t taken the lead, she wouldn’t have won so easily.

Originally, her strength and Ye Haonan were in between. Even if she could win, it would be very difficult, but now everything seems easy, at least she has always suppressed Ye Haonan within the wind and fire.

“Too bad, Ye Haonan, you just bury your head in the soil, so that you can’t see anything.” Su Zishuang sneered.

As for Su Zishuang’s ridicule, Ye Haonan, who was seriously injured, had no way to refute, but the chill in his eyes was about to freeze himself.

However, Su Zishuang was not afraid of Ye Haonan’s eyes at all. He glared at him anyway. If he lost, he was defeated, saying nothing was useless.

Ye Xinyan walked down the ring, while Ye Haonan was carried down by a few people. This kind of strong contrast can be imagined.

Ye Xinyan stepped off the ring and patted Su Zishuang on the shoulder: “Sister Qingyou, thanks to your help, it’s really cool to kill Ye Haonan.”

Su Zishuang raised his eyes and said, “Be quiet, don’t tell me about this.”

“Understand, don’t worry, God knows you know and I know, I won’t say it.”

Su Zishuang helped her win. Ye Xinyan is not the kind of villain who sells people, so she will keep this secret and won’t tell it easily.

With Ye Haonan’s end, the remaining battles were no longer attractive to Su Zishuang.

Anyway, the first place is Ye Wudao, no matter how others toss, there will be no breakthrough.

When Ye Wudao really won the first place, the entire clan gathering had ended.

After Ye Qing announced the end of the clan assembly, he immediately transmitted to Su Zishuang: “You come with me.”

After that, Ye Qing turned and walked towards a building in the clan.

Ye Qing left the rest of the awards and other matters to Elder Ye Gonghuan to handle.

Su Zishuang pursed her lips, and then chased in the direction where Ye Qing had left.

Many monks present looked at Su Zishuang in surprise, wondering why she was chasing Patriarch Ye Qing.

But it doesn’t matter how you hang up high, since it doesn’t involve yourself, everyone guesses at least one or two in their hearts, and doesn’t care about that much.

Outside the academy in a garden, Su Zishuang gently knocked on the wooden door.

“Come in.” Ye Qing’s voice came from inside the door.

Su Zishuang opened the door, and a small altar appeared in front of him. At the top was a picture of a handsome man wearing a Taoist robe and a long sword around his waist. There was a free and easy air between his brows and eyes.

Ye Qing stood in front of the altar with a solemn expression, holding a stick of incense in both hands, and stepped into the incense burner in front.

There was little smoke, so that the entire abode was filled with a peculiar smell of sandalwood.

“Kneel down.” Ye Qing shouted sharply.

Su Zishuang turned his mind for a moment, and knelt down on his knees honestly toward the picture in front of the altar.

“This is Ye Feihua, the first generation of ancestors of our Ye family. If you bow to your ancestors three times, you formally enter the family tree of Ye family.” Ye Qing said lightly.

Su Zishuang had to kowtow, did he tell the secret that he was not a member of the Ye clan at this time? That’s a dead end.

So, what Ye Qing said now, what she would do.

After Su Zishuang formally bowed his head three times, Ye Qing’s expression was a little slow.

“This time you are called into the ancestral hall of a generation of ancestors. In addition to letting you bow down to your ancestors and formally include them in the genealogy, there is another important thing.”

Ye Qing paused and continued: “Maybe you are wondering why you appear golden during the bloodline test. You don’t have to doubt whether you are from the Ye clan.”

Ye Qing paced in the abode.

“You are a member of the Ye clan. This phenomenon is called returning to ancestors.”

“Return to the ancestor?” Su Zishuang said in a low voice in astonishment.

Ye Qing increased his tone: “Yes, it means returning to the ancestors. Every many generations, the blood of the people of the tribe is close to the ancestors. This kind of blood contains great power and will eventually have extremely high achievements.

Ye Qing flipped over his palm and took out a volume.

“This is the memorabilia of our ancestors in the Ye family. Go back and take a look… However, we are now going to talk about returning to ancestors.”

“If the Patriarch has anything that needs younger generation to do, the younger generation must do it.” Su Zishuang said with sensibility and interest.

Ye Qing nodded with satisfaction: “Since the phenomenon of returning to ancestors appears in you, the hope of the Ye family in the future should be on you.”

“Our Ye family’s most powerful magical power is called the Purple Golden Panlong Immortal Body. Only those who return to the ancestor can practice this magical power.”

Ye Qing’s palm pressed on the ground, and soon a hole slowly appeared on the ground.

Ye Qing jumped into the hole: “Follow me.”

Su Zishuang followed Ye Qing into the entrance of the cave, and soon a small room appeared in front of her eyes with a set of golden armor placed inside.

The golden armor is very gorgeous, the shoulders have dragon-shaped textures, and the waist has many textures similar to the scales of a dragon.

“This is the armor of the ancestors. You will drip blood on the armor. If you are truly an ancestor, the cultivation method of the immortal body of the purple-golden dragon will appear in your sea of ​​consciousness.” Ye Qing said lightly.

In fact, at this time, Ye Qing was also a little nervous. The returnees involved the future luck of the Ye family.

Each generation of returnees will make the Ye family shine brightly, but this is the deepest secret of the Ye family, and it will not be revealed at all.

And Su Zishuang was also very nervous, and she was nervous about whether she would show her stuff.

“An, will there be a problem?” Su Zishuang whispered to An quietly.

“How do I know, please ask for more blessings.”

The answer from the dark made Su Zishuang almost vomiting blood and collapsed. What does it mean to ask for happiness?

Obviously she is not in the Ye family, but the blood has mutated. Even if there is an accident, the blood turns golden during the examination, but this is not enough to show that she must be an ancestor.

Su Zishuang walked slowly in front of the armor with a very nervous mind, then cut his finger and smeared his blood on it.

After the blood slowly merged into the armor, Su Zishuang found that the armor had not changed at all.

“How could this happen? Aren’t you a returnee?” Ye Qing was taken aback. Seeing such a scene, he felt a shock in his heart, and a feeling of being deceived came to his mind.

With a palm of his hand, Ye Qing grabbed Su Zishuang’s neck with a cold voice: “You are not a returnee, then you go to die.”

If it is not a returnee, this kind of secret cannot be revealed, so we must kill it!

And at this critical moment, in the burning of a nearby piece of light, a golden flame appeared on the surface of the armor, and an illusory benson emerged from the surface.