The Mighty Female Immortal

I am very grateful to Eryanu classmates, students of dreams, stupid flies, Zi Yan, Zhao Yilin, IREN, Wen Binger's pink ticket!

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"噗~~"

The head of the dark star burst and burst into a **** fog. Xu Ziyan dissipated the golden light on his hand, because there was a package of gold fists, and there was no blood in his hand. He flew down the platform and did not speak. He stood beside Ximen Yu.

Ximen Yu smiled and left the Yongsheng Pavilion.

Xu Ziyan, Xu Shu, Xiaobai and Lu Guangtian also left with Ximen Yu, followed by 790 monks of the Xu family behind them.

In the courtyard of the Eternal Court, all the monks left. Including Ximen Zhi, Ximen Xian and Ximen Blush. Only Simone stayed in the middle of the garden, staring at the empty garden, the eyes flashing in the eyes, suddenly sneer sneered:

"Oh... Lao Ba, do you think that I will really lose people to you? Although those people are just **** in my eyes, but if you want, I will give you a symbol that can explode at any time. ""

In the secret room of Ximen Yu, Xu Ziyan sat in a chair. There were four people standing in front of her, standing alone.

Standing next to him is Xu Shu, and standing in front of them are two old people and two young people. The four people are the Xu clan who Xu Ziyan won from Ximen Jie. The two old men are the patriarchs of the two tribes, and the two young men are Xu Shu who are selected from more than 700 people. It is the disciples with the highest blood concentration among the two tribes. One of them is the young man who held the jug in the Eternal Pavilion.

Xu Ziyan borrowed the secret room of Ximen Yu and drove Ximen Jade out. Only the five people in front of me are left behind. The hands suddenly flew, and a piece of eight-character Fubao was laid out, but in a moment, several layers of arrays were laid out in the secret room. She is still not at ease, she does not want to leak the news before the Xu family is still not strong. So laid out his strongest array.

Looking at Xu Ziyan with a stunned look, he only laid out several layers of formation in an instant. Although they didn't know how powerful the layout of Xu Ziyan was, they didn't know that Xu Ziyan threw out a few pieces of Fubao, but they knew that it was Fubao, and it was a lot of Fubao. This is enough.

After doing all this, Xu Ziyan looked at the four people standing in front of him and asked softly:

"Excuse me, is that the family of the Xu family?"

The eyes of the four people immediately revealed a trace of uneasiness. Only the young man who had held the wine was very hot. One of the old men said to Xu Ziyan:

"Miss, if you say something, the old slave can't understand."

Xu Ziyan's look is a bit stunned. A monk in the early Yuan Dynasty claimed to be a slave to his own monk. Didn't the family have fallen to such a degree? It’s not enough to fix it. Even the confidence has been lost. How can such a family return to glory? Does such a Xu family still have any effect on itself? Thinking of this, Xu Ziyan's gaze became a little cold, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the young man who saw the wine was hot and not careful. I couldn’t help but raise a hope in my heart, looking at him and saying:

"You said."

The youth spirit is a shock. A ritual was made towards Xu Ziyan:

"In the next Xu Xinghai, it belongs to the twelve-family dragon-shaped family of the Xu family in ancient times."

"Xinghai..."

The face of the early monk of the Yuan Ying was shocked, and then turned into a warning, staring at the Xu Ziyan sitting in the chair. That posture, as long as Xu Ziyan has a slight change, he will rush to the top, and the old one in the early Yuan Ying is also average.

Xu Ziyan’s eyes swept over two people and smiled coldly: “No, you are not my opponent.”

This is not the purple smoke blowing, but the late Yuan Ying. However, if Xu Ziyan has finished playing the cards. It is not impossible to kill two monks in the early days of the baby.

The old man in the early days of the two Yuan Ying heard a word, and then carefully looked at Xu Ziyan, the eyes in his eyes became a little erratic, and the heart had already identified the hidden cultivation of Xu Ziyan. So come. The heart is even more frightened.

"Miss, you are the person of the ancient Xu family?" Xu Xinghai looked forward to Xu Ziyan with some hope.

Xu Ziyan did not answer Xu Xinghai's words. But looking to another young man. This young man is different from Xu Xinghai. Xu Xinghai is rich and handsome, standing there like a king. And this young man was born with a high and mighty face and a thick face.

The tall, mighty and honest young man saw Xu Ziyan looking over, and he did not hesitate to look at it. He said with a sigh of relief:

"In the next Xing Xingjiao, it belongs to the twelve veins of the ancient Xu family."

Xu Ziyan’s mood is getting better. Although the old people of these two ethnic groups are somewhat cringulous, the younger generation is full of vigor. Xu Xingjiao seems to be the same as his appearance. He is a straight-hearted person. After introducing himself, he puts his finger on Xu Shu and says:

"I can feel that she is also one of the twelve blood vessels of our Xu family." Here, I looked at Xu Ziyan again:

"But I don't feel a trace of blood from your body. You are not one of the twelve branches of our family. Who are you?"

Xu Ziyan was slightly indulged. She knew what happened to her. She was not from the family of Xujialingling, nor was it the real king of Xu. In fact, in essence, Xu Ziyan is not the king of the ancient Xu family. Xu Ziyan did not want to force the Xu family to attach themselves, and never thought about forcing them. She believes that even without a family, she can eventually become a strong man on this vast continent. Just after you have a family, your own path may be easier. Thinking of this, Xu Ziyan stood up from the chair and walked to the outside of the room, saying to Xu Shu:

"Xu Shu, let's talk to them, tell the truth. I will come back later."

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The cloister of the song left Taixuanzong, sitting on the implement and flying toward the Dongfang Shenji Zong, and reported to the master Yang Lan on the instrument by the jade. Of course, it is hidden from the fact that he privately asked Tai Xuanzong to marry him under Xu Ziyan. Moreover, he told Master that Tai Xuanzong directly rejected the request of Shenji Zong, and threatened to say that Tai Xuanzong even Qing Zongsong had repelled it. Is it still afraid that the **** machine will not succeed? As long as the **** machine dare to come, let the **** machine sect get the same end as the green fire.

At this time, there was a little refined and friendly appearance on the cloister of the cloister, and the face was full of color. He felt that he was humiliated by Tianda in Tai Xuanzong today. They were small Buddhist monks in the Northland. They were the great disciples of the Emperor of the Eastern Gods. They dared to dial their faces. Since I dare to dial my face, I will let you shut out.

After receiving the news from the returning gallery, Yang Lan hurriedly rushed to his father Yang Musen’s residence.

After Yang Musen listened to his son Yang Lan’s report, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his murderous violently rushed into his body.

"Hehehe..., the little Tai Xuanzong is not small!"

"Father, you...how are you going to do it?" Yang Lan asked cautiously.

"Hey, you don't have to worry about this matter. I will promise Green Fire Zong Qingyan's request, and go with him to Tai Xuanzong, and wipe out Tai Xuanzong from the mainland."

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West.

Tianyu City, Ximen Yufu Chamber of Secrets.

Xu Ziyan once again sat in the chair and waved for everyone to sit down. However, no one sat down. One of the early adopters of the Yuan Ying said to Xu Ziyan:

"Under the patriarch of the dragon-shaped family, Xu Haosang."

"Under the patriarch of the rat-shaped family, Xu Haolong." Another old man in the early Yuan Ying also said.

After the two men finished their names, there was a trace of sputum on their faces, looking at Xu Ziyan, both hands squatting in front of them, revealing tension, excitement, expectation and hesitation...

Xu Ziyan looked at the change of the two old men in front of her eyes. Some confusion in her heart, she whispered:

"Two uncles, but what else to ask? Xu Shu did not tell you clearly?"

"No! No! No!" The two old men waved their hands together and said: "Shu has already said very clearly, just...just..."

"What is it?"

"We want to see the five attributes of Linggen and Xu's sound."

The two old men said something a little uneasy, and they looked at Xu Ziyan's eyes with some fear. Just now they listened to Xu Shu and said the trace of the purple smoke in front of him. A sacred period was repaired but it was able to kill the enchanting of the late Yuan Ying.

Xu Ziyan heard a word and then understood their minds. They just listened to Xu Shu’s words, and there were doubts in their hearts. I wanted to confirm it with my own eyes. Xu Ziyan did not speak. He raised his hand and flicked his fingers. Every time he flexed his fingers, he would condense a spell in the air. Five times in a row, five spells appeared in the air, namely, Golden Gun, Green Wood Winding, Ice Blade, Fireball and Earth Shield.

Four people in the dragon-shaped and rat-shaped family in the secret room looked at Xu Ziyan with amazement and joy. A heart beat vigorously in the chest, and the eyes of Xu Ziyan changed and became hot.

Xu Ziyan waved the five attribute spells that were scattered into the air, taking the flute from the storage ring across the mouth. When several notes came out, the two monks in the early days of the Yuan Ying felt that the soul was awkward, and Xu Xinghai and Xu Xingjiao both slept very simply.

Xu Ziyan immediately stopped playing the sound of the soul, and played the Fengming chapter of the dragon and the phoenix. Xu Haosang and Xu Haolong two Yuan Ying period monks woke up in an instant, and Xu Xinghai and Xu Xingjiao also woke up from the drowsiness.

The four people who woke up immediately fell in front of Xu Ziyan and excitedly worshipped:

"See the king!"

The monks in the early days of the two Yuan Ying are even more tearful. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation.)