"Is he really stepping on colorful auspicious clouds!? Could it be that that person is an extremely noble fairy?"

"How is it possible? According to the records in the classics, if you want to fly in the sky with your own power, you must transcend the realm of spiritual veins. But there is no such strong person among the 108 Dynasties. How could someone fly into the sky on the colorful auspicious clouds?

Come?"

"Seven-colored auspicious clouds, this kind of cloud, even in the Falling Dragon Empire, can only be condensed by extremely rare and powerful people. How can anyone in the one hundred and eight dynasties be able to condense it?"

"..."

Looking at the man flying in the sky, everyone below took a breath and started talking.

"You are smart!" Liu Xuefei looked at the horrified expressions of the people around her and snickered in her heart. Bingxue was so smart that she naturally knew what the colorful clouds Yang Ran was stepping on were.

Yang Ran was able to fly in the sky because he cultivated the Golden Wing Feathered Body and the Heavenly Demon Illusion at the same time. Only then was he able to fly in the sky when he was at the third level of Xiongling Realm.

As for the seven-colored auspicious clouds, Yang Ran released his true power, bound the seven-colored dyes in them, and kept flowing. It looked like he was stepping on the seven-colored auspicious clouds.

Zhou Huayu glanced at the mighty Yang Ran who was wearing golden armor in the sky, smiled softly, and said to Concubine Liu Xue: "You called this little guy, right?"

Liuxuefei smiled strangely and said through the message: "Auntie, how about we activate the forbidden air formation and let this stinky guy fall hard from the sky! What do you think?"

Zhou Huayu chuckled and said through the message: "It's up to you, but he has already done this for you. If you make him look ugly in front of everyone, then he doesn't owe you anything. Is that okay?

"

Liu Xuefei's beautiful black and white eyes full of spirituality turned and she smiled softly: "That won't work. This guy is difficult to deal with. He is bold and lawless. There is almost nothing he dares to do. I want him to owe me a favor.

The more you owe, the better.”

Flapping his true power wings, Yang Ran turned into a stream of light, descended from the sky, and landed on the square in full view of everyone. The Divine and Demonic Powerful Fire Technique was running, and a ball of flame burned all the colorful fuel into ashes, leaving no trace of evidence.

Yang Ran's real power surged, and his voice was like thunder, echoing in the area: "Biyun Sect Yang Ran, come to congratulate the Lord of the Bingning Ziji Palace on his birthday!"

"Yang Ran of the Biyun Sect, isn't that Yang Ran who arranges spirit gathering formations to break the battle of honor and humiliation of life and death, and is so talented? I heard that he practices forbidden skills and will never be able to advance to the realm of the ancestors. How can he fly?

"

"He was actually able to condense seven-colored auspicious clouds and fly in the sky. Could it be said that he switched to other techniques and was able to break through the realm of the ancestors?"

"But if you switch to other techniques, how come you advance so quickly?"

"..."

Seeing Yang Ran falling from the sky, everyone was talking a lot. Gathered here were a group of people with the most powerful power and background in the Ziji Domain.

The story of Yang Ran breaking through the spirit gathering formation has been spread all over the world. Ordinary people may not know Yang Ran's name, but these people are very aware of Yang Ran's existence and deeds.

Liu Ranhua glanced at Yang Ran and said calmly: "Since you are here, then come in."

After finishing speaking, the people in the main hall immediately walked towards the main hall.

Everyone quickly returned to their seats, and only Yang Ran, wearing golden armor, stood alone in the center of the hall.

Yang Ran looked around and found that all the seats were already occupied, and there was no place for him. He could not help but grit his teeth and said bitterly in his heart: "Damn little witch, I knew that things were not that simple."

Concubine Liu Xue, who was sitting high on the throne, looked at Yang Ran below with a half-smile but not a smile. She said nothing and seemed to enjoy Yang Ran's embarrassed posture.

"I finally understand why that little witch wants me to be arrogant and domineering. She is neither arrogant nor domineering. She doesn't even have a seat. She is forcing me to take the seat from other people!"

Yang Ran directly used the art of observing qi, his eyes flashed, and he quickly swept downwards along the location of Han Xueyang. Then he gained strong analytical power by practicing the Starry Sky Wisdom Spirit Sutra, and quickly began to analyze.

It is a taboo to use the Qi Observation technique to check the details of a warrior without other people's permission. Everyone's expressions suddenly changed when Yang Ran glanced at him like that.

He Yidao was caught by Yang Ran's gaze, and his expression suddenly changed. He slapped the table, stood up, looked at Yang Ran, with murderous intent surging in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "You brat, what are you looking at? Do you want to die? No more.

Do you believe it or not that I will chop you with a knife?"

He Yidao was originally a fierce and warlike person, but he was also very attentive. He saw Concubine Liu Xuefei's attention to Yang Ran, and became jealous in his heart, full of murderous intent towards Yang Ran.

Yang Ran glanced at He Yidao, and the mysterious runes suddenly appeared in his right eye. He saw the resentment of many wronged souls shrouding He Yidao, and then he smiled coldly and said: "You are the Hu Jue Swordsman, very

Okay. I happen to be short of space, so we will have a life-and-death duel here, just treat it as a performance before congratulating the palace master on his birthday!"

Yang Ran had also heard the name of Hu Jue Swordsman, and he knew that this man had a vicious personality and would definitely kill his enemies once they became enemies.

Since he has provoked such a murderer, he will naturally not show mercy and feed the tiger into trouble.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! This is the first time someone dares to talk to me like this, the Tiger Swordsman. Today I will have a life-and-death duel with you here and kill you!"

A fierce light flashed in He Yidao's eyes, and he smiled angrily. He put his foot down and immediately arrived at the center of the hall.

"That Yang Ran didn't want his life. He actually dared to challenge the tiger swordsman He Yidao. He is dead now."

"Too impulsive! This Yang Ran is really too impulsive. It was obvious that He Yidao, the Hu Jue Swordsman, saw that he was too pushy and disliked him, so he took the initiative to challenge him to have a life-and-death fight with He Yidao, the Hu Jue Swordsman. He was so impulsive.

So stupid”

"..."

People on both sides of the main hall were talking a lot, but no one thought that Yang Ran, the Tiger Swordsman, and He Yidao, were truly powerful at the eighth level of the Xianling Realm. He had single-handedly destroyed a major demon sect.

Although Yang Ran fell from the sky just now, his cultivation was also perceived by the strong men in the hall, and he reached the third level of the Ancient Spirit Realm. Therefore, no one was optimistic about Yang Ran. After all, there was a gap between the peak cultivation levels of the third level of the Ancient Spirit Realm and the eighth level of the Ancient Spirit Realm.

The gap is like a chasm!

Yang Ran looked up at the master of the Bing Ning Ziji Palace, Ran Hua, who was sitting on top of the throne, and said in a deep voice: "Please allow me, the palace master, to have a life-and-death duel here!"

To have a life-and-death duel in the main hall of Bing Ning Zi Ji Palace, one must obtain the consent of Ran Hua, the master of Bing Ning Zi Ji Palace, otherwise the duel will be impossible.

Liu Ranhua glanced at He Yi Dao, the tiger swordsman below, and said calmly: "He Yi Dao, Yang Ran wants to have a life and death duel with you here, do you agree?"

He Yidao also said loudly: "He Yidao also wants to have a life-and-death duel with him here, and please ask the palace master to make it happen!"

"Okay, then you guys will fight in this arena!"

Liu Ranhua clapped her hands lightly, and in the hall, light flashed, and a huge arena suddenly appeared.

He Yidao and Yang Ran were placed on the ring, and a transparent energy shield enveloped the entire ring.

He Yidao glared at Yang Ran, eyes flashing with endless killing intent, and said word by word: "Yang Ran, if you stay in Biyun Sect honestly, you can still be your unparalleled formation master.

, live a peaceful life, but you actually came to our Ziji Territory and coveted the most precious pearl in our Ziji Territory, just to seek death! Today will be your death anniversary next year!"

Although He Yidao looks rough, he is very attentive. He has been paying attention to the goddess in his heart, Liu Xuefei.

He found that when Yang Ran was wearing golden battle armor and riding on colorful auspicious clouds falling from the sky, Liu Xuefei smiled so much that her eyebrows were bent. This made him jealous and hate Yang Ran in his heart, so he took the initiative to provoke Yang Ran.

Suddenly, Yang Ran heard the secret voice of Concubine Liu Xue: "You little thief, He Yidao has the cultivation of the eighth level of the Xianling Realm, and he has also wounded a master who has reached the ninth level of the Xianling Realm.
Chapter completed!