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339 Fighting Qinglian

"call!"

In a small room on the fourth floor of Qifeng Palace, Zhan Hongye sighed lightly and stood up. "Maybe he had to go to the fifth floor to try it. The 'formless underworld power' contained in the dead energy there is even more intense. However, if you practice on the fifth floor, you will probably have to come out every half an hour at most."

The layout and condition of the Qifeng Hall are exactly the same as the Hidden Dragon Hall not far away. They are also divided into five floors, and each floor is also divided into small rooms. In the room, the dead energy is full of death, and the dead energy also contains an extremely precious "formless underworld power".

In normal times, the Yinlong Palace and the Qifeng Palace are closed, and will only be open half a year before the "Kunxu Battlefield" assessment begins, and will be provided to the daughters of the Zhan family who will participate in the "Kunxu Battlefield" assessment, as well as the young men they brought back from outside to practice.

The daughters of the Zhan family have always stayed in the Qifeng Hall, and the Yinlong Hall is the place for the young men they brought back.

The two halls, on the same floor, contain basically the same concentration of dead energy.

In this Qifeng Hall, Zhan Hongye is one of the most cultivating and powerful people among the daughters of the Zhan family. For her in the early stage of Jue Nian, it is quite difficult to enter the fifth floor room to practice, but within half an hour, the dead energy there is still difficult to erode her vitality.

In a moment of thought, Zhan Hongye pushed open the door, walked out of the room and took off the Feng Pei hanging on the door. However, he also brought the door with him, and a subtle murmur came into his ears.

“…”

"Did you hear that? Someone from the Hidden Dragon Palace has gone up to the fifth floor to practice."

"It's nothing, right? Didn't that Lu Tiandao go to the fifth floor of the Hidden Dragon Palace to practice?"

"He is different from Lu Tian Dao. After Lu Tian Dao entered, he only practiced for about half a quarter of an hour and had to come out. The man had practiced for more than an hour before he came out, and he entered another room to continue practicing. It is said that he had absorbed all the dead energy and the "formless Nether Power" in the room!"

"What? There is such a thing?"

"Absorb the dead energy and the 'formless power'? How could it be? You're not kidding?"

"Who is that person?"

“…”

"Su Ye?"

Zhan Hongye was very surprised when he heard these two names.

The Hidden Dragon Palace has been open so many times, and there are many genius cultivators who have entered the fifth floor to practice. However, there is not one who can stay in the room for a continuous period of one hour. As for those who have absorbed all the death energy and "formless underworld power" in the room, and then entered another room to practice, let alone not before, it will not be possible to appear again in the future. Su Ye is definitely the only one.

"This guy really can't be quiet no matter where he goes!" After a brief surprise, a hint of joy appeared between Zhan Hongye's eyebrows.

"Sister Hongye."

Suddenly, a few crys came from the stairs, but the young women, as beautiful as flowers, discovered the existence of Zhan Hongye.

Zhan Hongye heard this and walked over with a smile.

"Sister Hongye, did you really bring that Su Ye back? His name was very loud some time ago. Even the easternmost part of the Daluo Realm, I have heard of his great achievements." A woman in a green skirt smiled like a flower, and her eyes narrowed into crescent shape.

"I heard about him not long after the 'Divine Trial' of the major sects ended. I really didn't expect that although he only had the late stage of the Dharmakaya cultivation, he even compared the Lu Tiandao of the 'Taixu Immortal Sect' in the Hidden Dragon Hall, and he could even absorb the dead energy. Such a person seemed to have never appeared in the history of our Zhan family. Maybe she would be able to succeed this time." Another young woman in blue spoke, and a hint of hope appeared on her beautiful face.

"You're thinking too well."

As soon as the woman in blue finished speaking, she sneered, "Can you absorb the dead air? Such people are rare! However, the most important thing in cracking the 'Huangquan Ghost Mansion' is to rely on strength! If you are not strong enough, you can't even pass the assessment of 'Kunxu Battlefield'. No matter how good you perform in the Hidden Dragon Palace, it will be useless. I think, don't have too much hope for that."

The person who spoke was a woman in green robe, looking about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

She is tall and slim, with an extremely delicate and beautiful face. Her face is delicate and fair, and she is as crystal clear as jade. Under her willow-leaf eyebrows, her eyes are as clear and dark as the stars in the dark night, with a divine light, but there is a hint of arrogance in the depths of her eyes.

The woman walked over from another aisle gracefully, and in a moment, she arrived in front of everyone.

"Sister Qinglian?"

The woman in blue and others changed their faces slightly, and their eyes were wandering back and forth between the woman in blue and Zhan Hongye, with a hint of worry between her eyebrows.

"Zhan Qinglian, how about you?" Zhan Hongye couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw the woman in green robe, but her brows were stretched out instantly, and a slight smile appeared on her face, "I heard that you proposed to perform a 'cross selection' in this assessment of the 'Kunxu battlefield'?"

"Not bad! Why are you scared?" Zhan Qinglian looked at Zhan Hongye sneeredly.

"It's good to conduct the 'Clan Selection' and 'Kunxu Battlefield' assessment together. Zhan Qinglian, I wish you first the first place to win the assessment, win the clan selection, and become the next patriarch of our Zhan family." Zhan Hongye smiled on his face, but he did not answer tit-for-tat.

When Zhan Hongye said this, not only Zhan Qinglian was stunned, but the women in blue and others around him were also shocked.

If it were Zhan Hongye, when Zhan Qinglian said this, she would definitely be choking back without hesitation. But now, Zhan Hongye not only did not retort, but also wished the other party a victory... Logically speaking, Zhan Hongye should never say such words. After a few years, her temperament has not changed much?

After several people came to their senses, Zhan Hongye walked around from the side and stepped onto the stairs entering the fifth floor of Qifeng Hall.

"Zhan Hongye, what do you mean?" Zhan Qinglian bit Hong's lips lightly and stared at Zhan Hongye's back hard. Anger appeared between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Zhan Qinglian, don't think too much. I really hope you can become the next patriarch of our Zhan family." Zhan Hongye didn't look back and continued to move forward.

"How is it possible? You have such kindness?" Zhan Qinglian snorted coldly, his pretty face full of disbelief.

"If you believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me." Zhan Hongye smiled indifferently, and the figure was exposed less and less. When he finished speaking, he had already stepped onto the fifth floor of Qifeng Palace.

"Zhan Hongye, tell me clearly!"

Zhan Qinglian's eyes were even more angry. Zhan Hongye's reaction made her feel like she was hitting the cotton with one punch, and she was so stuffy that she vomited blood. With a soft shout, Zhan Qinglian's footsteps moved slightly, and rushed towards the stairs like a blue stream of light. In an instant, her figure disappeared from everyone's eyes.
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