"Yu'er, those so-called children of aristocratic families and elite geniuses are all garbage that can't be worthy of your finger. In the future, you are not allowed to interact with them."

Two beauties, one big and one small, were walking on the boulevard. They were the deputy owner of Han Xingsha and the body of the Ice Crystal Yan Yu.

"Yes, Master," Yan Yu first agreed respectfully, and then explained, "Those senior brothers, Yan Yu did not take them seriously, but his strength was limited and he could not drive them away."

"Well," Han Xingsha nodded with satisfaction, "You said you saw Xu Yang just now?"

"Yes," Yan Yu hesitated and said, "Master, you said, I will be stronger than Xu Yang in the future, and much stronger?"

"Of course!" Han Xingsha said without hesitation, "Don't look at Xu Yang's dazzling now, and his cross-level battles are extremely powerful, but this is just a momentary glory. Yu'er, every entry is extremely slow in the late stage of cultivation, and Xu Yang is even more slow in practicing the Eight Poles! As the body of ice crystal, you must not belittle yourself. According to the master's understanding, a holy body like you can still maintain an extremely fast entry even in the late stage. Your current combat power is only slightly inferior to Xu Yang, but with the guidance of the master, I believe that it can surpass it within one or two months."

"But Xu Yang was also adopted as his apprentice by Elder Luo."

"Luo Baishui? That old turtle is very powerful, but he is just a joke to teach his apprentices!" Han Xingsha suddenly covered her face with frost when she heard Luo Baishui's name.

"Yu'er, my master and the old turtle Luo Baishui have a deep grudge! As my disciple, you must surpass the disciple of the old turtle and help me win my breath!"

Yan Yu quickly agreed.

Of course, Xu Yang didn't know how he was discussed. He was already in the quiet room and according to the records of [Phantom Demon Body Technique], he opened up 36 small mysterious veins on his legs.

"Xiaobai." Xu Yang's mind sank into the sea of ​​stars and whispered to Zhenxuan Tower.

In the Zhenxuan Tower, yellow scrolls flew out loudly, and a mysterious woman in white dress walked down from the scroll.

"A Xuan...I'll help you."

Every time she summoned, the mysterious woman in white dress always repeated this sentence, which was what she said when she first appeared: "A Xuan, I'll help you."

Accompanied by the delicate face of the woman in the white dress, the joyful expression seemed to help "A Xuan", which was very happy.

"Do you have any wishes?" Xu Yang couldn't help asking. After all, the woman in the white dress had helped him many times, and Xu Yang felt a little sad.

"Wish... just keep going like this." Xiaobai, a woman in white dress, said softly, with an extremely satisfied face.

The purple-pupil aperture lit up and rose in Xu Yang's starry sea. Xu Yang shook his head, and all the eight mysterious spirits used their mysterious attacks to merge into the purple-pupil aperture, and then turned into pure original mysterious energy, flowing away along the mysterious veins on his legs.

"Maybe. After my strength is really strong, I can help Xiaobai." Xu Yang thought so.

After five days of hard practice in the quiet room, Xu Yang finally opened up 36 mysterious veins. According to the Evil King's estimate, Xu Yang, as a Xuan Master, took one month to achieve this, but Xu Yang only took one sixth of the time.
Chapter completed!