Fighting: Practice makes it real, start with a poisonous body.

Chapter 134 Feng Qing'er in Danger
Feng Qing'er's situation in Fenglei Pavilion was not very good.

Some time ago, the Dousheng of the six tribes gathered at the Wutong Phoenix Nest. The scene was so large that it almost wiped out the Tianyao Phoenix tribe. Even the super powers in Zhongzhou heard the news.

Venerable Lei was like a frightened bird, fearing that Feng Qing'er would be implicated in Fenglei Pavilion, so he tied her up immediately and wanted to send her to the six ancient tribes as a gift.

But who could have imagined that the six ancient tribes had no intention of annihilating the clan? Although they asked some unfounded questions, plundered a large amount of resources, and tortured the Sky Demon Phoenix clan leader and elders...

But in the end, the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan survived tenaciously.

As Feng Qing'er was just a disciple of the younger generation, even if she came to the door, the six ancient clans would not bother to pay attention, so she was able to return to Fenglei Pavilion safely.

However, although the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan did not encounter any major problems, rumors spread in Zhongzhou that the six ancient clans had already set their sights on the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, but had not taken action for some reasons.

Feng Qing'er's status in Fenglei Pavilion plummeted because of this. Her teacher, Lei Zun, even ignored her and even the resources of Fenglei Pavilion were no longer inclined towards her.

Feng Qing'er, the Young Pavilion Master, is now just a title.

"The hypocrisy is disgusting..."

Feng Qing'er's face turned cold.

There was a time when these disciples were so attentive in front of her, their eyes were blazing, their words were full of flattery, but now they avoided her and were full of sarcasm.

In the past, Feng Qing'er never wanted their admiration and obsession, but these things came spontaneously. Now, the malice and ridicule that came to her on their own initiative seemed like the retribution she deserved!
Human race, how despicable!
And her teacher, Reverend Lei... No, this old guy is not worthy of being her teacher at all!

Feng Qing'er already understood that from the beginning, Venerable Lei had not really wanted to accept her as his disciple, but just wanted to rely on her to get in touch with the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan.

And when the clan encountered misfortune, the old man couldn't wait to give her to the human imperial clan.

If her family had not persevered, she would have met with disaster.

"Pray, if I wait until I reach the realm of nobility..."

A cold light flashed across Feng Qing'er's narrow eyes.

"boom--!"

Suddenly, the energy of heaven and earth erupted, and the spiritual energy above the entire mountain range surged and gathered like a tide, forming a huge energy vortex on the top of the mountain.

"It's the energy tide!"

"Come on!"

The cultivators' faces changed color in an uproar, and their figures instantly turned into flowing afterimages. Fighting wings of various colors bloomed one after another above the mountain range, rushing towards the depths of the mountain.

"Let's go too!"

A disciple of Fenglei Pavilion shouted, and everyone immediately formed a formation and flew towards the mountains, but they only ignored Feng Qing'er.

Feng Qing'er looked at the receding backs of the crowd with cold eyes, a hint of sneer on the corner of her lips.

Dou Qi surged throughout her body, and a sharp lightning pattern suddenly burst out from the depths of her purple pupils. In an instant, purple wings spread out from behind her, and the power of wind and thunder intertwined, exploding a series of deafening sonic booms in the void.

"Shh-!"

Amidst the surging air waves, the colorful figure had transformed into a blue-purple lightning, tearing through the sky with overwhelming force. In an instant, it left everyone behind and was the first to sink into the swirling mountain fog.

"Three thousand thunders!"

A disciple of Fenglei Pavilion had an unpleasant expression on his face.

No matter how much they excluded her, they had to admit that Feng Qing'er possessed the dual attributes of wind and thunder, and was born to be the best successor of Three Thousand Thunders.

If it weren't for the incident with the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, the Pavilion Master would have passed on the "Three Thousand Thunder Illusion Bodies" to her long ago!
The scene of Feng Qing'er rushing into the mountains first also attracted everyone's attention.

Xiao Yan's expression hardened slightly: "The Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan is truly extraordinary. Even if I use my full strength, I cannot catch up with this speed." If an ordinary genius of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan is like this, it is hard to imagine what kind of unparalleled talent that Dragon-Phoenix Son possesses.

A graceful figure in green said with a sweet smile, "Sister Feng, why are you so anxious? Wouldn't it be wonderful to be with our disciples?"

Xiao Yan looked sideways. Even though he had only heard the information from passersby, he knew Feng Qing'er's situation in Fenglei Pavilion.

He clicked his tongue and said, "She must be Mu Qingluan, she has such a poisonous tongue."

Tang Ying was dressed in white, the eight Han swords behind him gleaming coldly in the morning light. He gazed at the receding purple lightning and laughed heartily, "How could I, Tang, fall behind?"

"Zheng——!"

He leaped forward, and the long sword behind him was unsheathed. His whole body merged with the sword light, turning into a long white rainbow across the sky. The clouds and fog dissipated wherever it passed, and he followed Feng Qing'er closely.

Wang Chen smiled sinisterly, his black robe fluttering in the wind. His figure gradually blurred, transforming into dozens of twisted ghostly figures. Like a hundred ghosts parading at night, they scurried along the mountain wall, withering all vegetation in their wake.

Everyone used their own methods and rushed towards the vortex of spiritual energy on the top of the mountain.

Feng Qing'er ventured alone into the depths of the Tianmu Mountains, surrounded by thick fog as thick as a substance, with visibility less than three meters. Lightning flashed in her purple eyes, and as she formed a seal with her jade fingers, the fog around her was instantly struck by lightning, crackling with a sizzling sound.

"Roar--!"

A sixth-level fire lion suddenly jumped out from the mist, its sharp claws bringing up a fishy wind.

Feng Qing'er raised her hand lightly, and a purple lightning whip condensed from thin air, lashing out at the lion's head. The demon beast howled, and its iron-hard purple crystal armor was cracked.

Before she could catch her breath, another blue-eyed golden eagle swooped down. Feng Qing'er snorted coldly, and as her colorful sleeves fluttered, seven lightning blades spun out and slashed out, killing it.

The higher they went, the more ferocious the monsters became. By the time they reached the top of the mountain, the hem of Feng Qing'er's colorful clothes had been soaked with the blood of the monsters, her sleeves had been torn, sweat had broken out on her forehead, and her breathing had become rapid.

"finally reached."

Feng Qing'er looked tired, her fair cheeks showing a little paleness. She looked at the pool of blood in front of her that was surging with tremendous energy, but her purple eyes were slightly bright.

As long as she absorbed the energy from this pool of blood, she didn't even need to absorb all of it, just a small portion would be enough for her to break through to the Dou Zong level.

But soon, four sounds of breaking through the air suddenly tore through the silence on the mountain top.

Xiao Yan's black robe fluttered, Mu Qingluan's black hair flew, Tang Ying's sword intent was awe-inspiring, and Wang Chen had a ghostly aura. The four of them landed around the blood pool almost at the same time.

Mu Qingluan's eyes flickered, and she suddenly smiled softly, covering her lips with her hands. She said, "Senior brothers, this blood pool only has so much energy, it's not easy to divide it up."

She glanced at Feng Qing'er, whose breathing was disordered, with a meaningful look: "How about..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan and the others all locked their eyes on Feng Qing'er. There were many magical beasts in the Tianmu Mountains, and it was not easy to break into the top of the mountain.

Mu Qingluan, Tang Ying, and Wang Chen all had the support of their fellow disciples, so they retained most of their combat power even after reaching the top of the mountain. Xiao Yan also had the secret help of Venerable Skyfire.

On the other hand, Feng Qing'er had ventured into the mountains alone, and had already depleted 70% of her fighting spirit...

"Mu Qingluan!"

Feng Qing'er's purple eyes suddenly turned cold, and lightning flashed at her fingertips.

"Sister Feng, don't be angry~"

Mu Qingluan blinked innocently: "Sister Feng is so magnanimous, please help us~"

She gently waved the green phoenix feather fan in her sleeve, and the three of them also formed a siege.

(End of this chapter)