The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

At that time.

In the ancestral hall of the soul saints, Su Yu and the heroic woman stood in the last row.

Her name is Yan Feiying, and she is from a saint clan on the edge of the Son of Heaven Realm. Although her overall strength is far inferior to that of the soul saint clan, she is able to break through because of her proficient ancestral arts, which are of great benefit to those who practice soul secret arts. marry in.

Otherwise, it will be difficult for Yan Feiying to step into the threshold of the soul saint clan if the family is not in the right place.

At the same time in the ancestral hall, there were several other young people from the Holy Soul Clan, most of them were women, men and Su Yu, there were only three of them.

Linghu Yang is the oldest contemporary among them, but he is the least capable.

The other clansmen are all working hard to learn the soul ancestral technique, hoping to become a unique soul powerhouse soon.

But Linghu Yang is addicted to alchemy, and often makes troubles among the soul saints, causing the ancestors to blow their beards and stare, and even arousing the contempt of their peers.

"Huh! Big brother is here? It's strange!" Not long after they arrived, the brothers and sisters who were whispering suddenly found Linghu Yang coming in.

One of them was a young man with a crew cut and purple hair, with a look of surprise and ridicule.

He is Linghu Yang's cousin, Linghu Jie, who has already cultivated the soul ancestral technique to the third level. Compared with Linghu Yang, who is still at the first level, he is not much stronger.

In addition, Linghu Yang was not doing his job properly, so he was targeted by Linghu Jie all day long, and he would sneer at him from time to time.

Su Yu glanced at him and remained silent.

Firstly, because they didn't know him, they clashed hastily, and they might even expose themselves.

Secondly, he was scolding Linghu Yang, so what's the matter with Su Yu? If you like to scold, you can scold, the more fierce the better.

Seeing that Linghuyang was silent, Linghujie laughed and said sarcastically: "How did you find the courage to practice the soul ancestral technique today? Oh, I understand, sister-in-law gave it to me, right?"

Linghu Jie's eyes drifted to Yan Feiying who was at the side, and his greedy eyes flashed past.

Among the three brothers, only Linghu Yang is married.

Moreover, the wife he found was beautiful and virtuous, with a graceful figure, it was hard not to be envious.

Su Yu closed his eyes, didn't say a word, and let him say whatever he wanted, anyway, as long as he entered the secret training room and learned the ancestral technique.

"Shut up! Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Yan Feiying scolded, defending her husband's reputation.

She felt a little strange, on weekdays, isn't the husband the most irritable, arguing or even fighting with them at the slightest confrontation?

Why are you so calm today?

When did he become so calm?

Linghujie also felt strange, but he wished that Linghuyang would be furious and attack him.

Anyway, the one with the blue nose and swollen face must be Linghu Yang.

As his cousin, Linghujie has been dissatisfied with this cousin for a long time.

Just because he is a husband, all good resources belong to him, and he even married such a good wife.

"Hey, sister-in-law, when are people from the Saint Soul Clan speaking, when will it be your turn to intervene?" Linghujie said in a strange way: "You have been in the Saint Soul Clan for a long time, and you don't treat yourself as an outsider." right?"

Yan Feiying has been married for hundreds of years, but she has never been regarded as a wife.

The soul saints consider themselves noble, and it is difficult for outsiders to blend in.

"That's it!" A beautiful cousin, without concealing her contempt: "Don't even look at my origin, dare to show my prestige to our soul saints?"

Su Yu's eyebrows finally frowned.

There's no need to be so mean, right?

Yan Feiying didn't say anything, she just defended her husband.

Linghu Yang was too useless in the Soul Saint Clan, he dared to bully any of his cousins.

Yan Feiying's red lips were tightly pressed together, without saying a word, but there was a great sadness and sadness in her eyes that no one knew.

"Okay! You two don't say a word." Finally, one person was willing to stand up and speak for them.

That was Linghu Yang's other cousin, and Linghu Yun was also one of the only three male soul saints.

He said few words, but he was very dignified. When he spoke, his cousins ​​and cousins ​​were silent.

Linghu Yun said indifferently: "Brother was poisoned by the nine-death troll in order to save us back then. Not only is his body weak, but his mind is occasionally not clear."

"Shouldn't those of us who have benefited from it be grateful?"

Hearing this, Su Yu was slightly stunned. No wonder Linghu Yang's body was so weak, and there was an unknown past.

Yan Feiying cast a grateful gaze on Linghu Yun. It turned out that Linghu Yang was really an outstanding young man with both wisdom and talent.

His talent is extremely high, and when everyone can't bear the soul ancestral technique, he has already started to learn and successfully reached the first level.

But the good times didn't last long, a mysterious man named Nine Dead Troll suddenly descended on the Soul Saint Clan and slaughtered his clansmen.

Most of the juniors were brutally murdered, and when he attacked Linghuyang and the others in the end, it was Linghuyang who used the first-order soul ancestral technique to delay him and give them a chance to escape and seek the protection of the elders.

Linghu Yangsheng received a slap, and although he was lucky enough to be rescued by the elders who rushed over in time, he was seriously injured and unconscious.

When he woke up, it was already ten years later, not only his body was severely injured, but his soul was also severely damaged, and he became crazy, and he was no longer the high-spirited Linghu Yang.

"Third brother, I don't like it when you say that." Linghu Jie said disapprovingly, "Save our ancestor, without his help, who can stop the nine-death troll?"

Linghu Yun said indifferently: "Being a man requires gratitude!"

"Hehe!" The corner of Linghujie's mouth twitched, "Thank you? Are you thinking about sister-in-law? Don't think I don't know. You have been coveting sister-in-law all the time, so you tried your best to get close to her."

It is obvious that he himself has evil intentions, but he defends Linghu Yang by slandering Linghu Yun and defending Linghu Yang with his own slander.

Linghu Yun put down his arms wrapped around his chest, and said calmly: "Second brother, you have passed, don't slander sister-in-law's innocence."

"Oh? You still want to make gestures with me? All right!" Linghujie smiled teasingly: "I know, you have always been unconvinced by me!"

Linghu Yun's eyes turned pale, and it was clearly the domain where the soul saints were used, and he was ready to compare with it.

Linghujie rolled up his sleeves, hehe sneered: "Come on! Let you be convinced..."

But suddenly.

Linghu Yang, who had never said a word, rushed forward with a stride.

Linghujie glanced sideways, then smiled contemptuously: "Stop embarrassing the trash! Your soul is frozen!"

With a flash of his eyes, a wave of soul wave rushed from his eyes.

During this period, Linghuyang was not given any time to escape, and it just fell into his mind.

However, how powerful is Su Yu's soul?

Among his peers, there were few people who could compare with him. Linghujie's soul attack could not hurt him at all.

He only felt something in his soul flashed by, and it was no different.

He didn't stop walking, he stepped over, and when Linghu Jie was caught off guard, he punched Linghu Jie in the face, causing his nose to bleed.

Then he raised his foot, kicked him to the ground, and stepped on his chest.

Looking at him with blood on his face and surprised expression, Su Yu was as cold as ice: "Human patience has a limit, don't mess with me!" (https:)

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