Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Ye Xingchen finished speaking.

There was a smile on Feng Qingran's lips, and her eyes met Su Yanran's behind Jiang Chengfeng.

Su Yanran's expression under the veil suddenly changed.

She understood Feng Qingran's hint: it will be your turn next time.

Su Yanran understood that Feng Qingran recognized her and was ready to fight.

Who would have thought that Feng Qingran would choose Jiang Chengfeng.

The next moment, Jiang Chengfeng and Feng Qingran appeared on the playing field.

Feng Qingran did not choose Su Yanran because Su Yanran could just admit defeat.

But choosing Jiang Chengfeng is different. As the head of the Jiang family, he will not admit defeat directly.

"Feng Qingran, in this competition, you don't have to go to a desperate situation." Jiang Chengfeng said through a message.

Feng Qingran sat on the swing behind her and said casually: "Master Jiang, it is true that there is no fight between you and me, we are just fighting to the death."

Before my mother became the Lord of Heaven, suffering came from the Jiang family and the Feng family.

Therefore, she will not let go of any of these two families.

"Feng Qingran, as long as you show mercy, I can tell you a secret." Jiang Chengfeng continued the message.

Before the final started, Jiang Chengfeng made a prediction for himself.

Life and death are unpredictable.

This means that he is no match for Feng Qingran.

The only option is to find a way to change your life.

"I don't want to know. I can find out by killing you or searching for your soul." Feng Qingran's posture was leisurely, admiring the fear in Jiang Chengfeng's eyes.

"Feng Qingran, there are some things that cannot be seen in the memory. Ever since the Jiang family was born, there has been a mark on the soul. If there is a soul search, the memory will be automatically destroyed." Jiang Chengfeng said in a message.

In the past, he hated the various imprints of the Jiang family.

Now he is lucky to have this mark.

"Is it a mark?" Feng Qingran had deep almond-shaped eyes, a bright and open smile, and raised her hand to issue a spell.

puff! ——

Jiang Chengfeng spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Isn't it gone?" Feng Qingran said.

"Why can you break the seal of my Jiang family?" Jiang Chengfeng was so anxious that he forgot to transmit the message.

Feng Qingran didn't answer Jiang Chengfeng's question, and just looked at Jiang Chengfeng quietly, as if she was looking at someone through him.

Feng Qingran smiled sarcastically and said, "Why don't you come out yet?"

"Who are you talking to?" Jiang Chengfeng's spiritual consciousness spread and no one else was found except Feng Qingran and him.

Feng Qingran did not answer Jiang Chengfeng.

She raised her hand and made a seal, and a burst of white light flashed, "Come out, the mysterious mirror has been blocked, and the scene here can't be seen by the outside world."

The next moment, a shadow slowly emerged from Jiang Chengfeng.

"Ancestor?" Jiang Chengfeng said in shock.

"You step back first and let me meet her for a while." With one movement, the shadow sent Jiang Chengfeng far away and laid a layer of barrier.

The phantom stared at Feng Qingran, with a majestic pressure on his body, and a vast voice sounded, "Little girl, how did you discover me?"

Feng Qingran narrowed her almond-shaped eyes. This ancestor of the Jiang family was one level stronger than her.

But here comes the clone.

"You've been hiding from him since the finals, right?" Feng Qingran asked.

"As expected of the blood of the Lord of Heaven, he is better than his master." The ancestor of the Jiang family praised.

The more he looked at Feng Qingran, the more satisfied he became.

The sacrifice chosen by the Holy Ancestor was indeed the best.

If she is allowed to grow any longer, she may escape control.

But the time given by the Holy Ancestor has not yet come.

You can't act in advance either.

Now let's dampen her spirit and let this little girl understand what it means to have a better world.

The pressure on the shadow of the ancestor of the Jiang family spread, and several beams of light formed, surrounding Feng Qingran.

"Little girl, even the Lord of Heaven could not escape my grasp, and you are no exception!" Xuying said, raising his palm.

A broad palm in the void pressed towards Feng Qingran.

Countless light chains appeared on the surrounding light pillars, flying towards Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran's expression remained unchanged in response to this, and she continued to swing leisurely, "Ancestor of the Jiang family, if you only have this trick, you should return to the Tao as soon as possible."

There is no need for Feng Qingran to take action.

The God-killing Spear appears.

He flew up and pierced the void with his palm.

The light chains that appeared around him also broke.

The beam of light disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the ancestor of the Jiang family exuded a coercive aura, "You are so capable. You can control the God-killing Spear. It seems you have already met her."

Feng Qingran's eyes became sharp as she stared at the ancestor of the Jiang family. He actually knew the woman in her memory.

Feng Qingran jumped off the swing and decided to fight quickly.

Qingluan Sword jumped into his hand.

The vines between the sleeves moved slightly.

Feng Zhichu was very happy that he was finally going to let it play.

"You should be able to condense entities, right?" Feng Qingran asked coldly.

Cut a ghost.

You can't let the other person taste the physical pain.

At that time, the Jiang family wanted to trample my mother into the mud again and again.

Now, it’s time to pay back some interest.

The shadow of the ancestor of the Jiang family gradually solidified and turned into an old man, exactly the same as the old face in the land abandoned by the gods.

Feng Qingran was not surprised at all by this.

"Feng Qingran, your performance in the spirit fighting arena really impressed me." The ancestor of the Jiang family said, and power began to gather in his palms.

Feng Qingran turned over in the air, her eyes full of murderous intent, "We, Lingyun Sect, are not the victims of your battle with Xuanmen."

The moment Feng Qingran finished speaking, she was already behind the ancestor of the Jiang family, and the Qingluan Sword pierced his back.

This position cannot kill him.

But it can take away the opponent's essence.

The ancestor of the Jiang family swelled in strength, and a terrifying big palm appeared on Feng Qingran again.

Feng Qingran chuckled and threw thousands of high-level talismans towards the big palm.

Then he stabbed the Jiang family ancestor unswervingly.

Bang bang bang! ——

The explosion sounded.

The ancestor of the Jiang family suddenly felt something bad and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The formation lit up from under his feet.

If he were here in his true form, Feng Qingran's talisman would naturally be unable to deal with that big palm.

But this is his doppelganger.

Only one-third of the power of the body.

Naturally, he was no match for Feng Qingran's full blow.

Pooh! ——

A sword penetrated the Jiang family ancestor's chest.

Feng Qingran had a crystal clear marrow in her hand.

She destroyed the marrow without hesitation.

"The formation that trapped you was taught to me by the ancestor of the Jiang family. How does it feel?" Feng Qingran asked coldly.

Killing is just a matter of nodding.

Killing the heart is the main thing.

The ancestor of the Jiang family wanted to open his mouth to speak, but no sound came out, and blood kept oozing out of his mouth.

Feng Qingran pierced his Dantian with another sword.

She turned the ancestor of the Jiang family into a physical body, not to increase his strength, but to let him experience physical torture.

"By the way, there's more." Feng Qingran kicked the ancestor of the Jiang family down.

Then, without hesitation, she dug out the immortal bones from the ancestor of the Jiang family. When she noticed the aura on the immortal bones, Feng Qingran's aura became even colder. It really belonged to her mother!