Chapter 839: Yin and Yang Spirit

The Dark Demon Leopard suffered a crushing defeat and was seriously injured. Feng Wuchen lost their shelter.
Da Si Ming, as a powerhouse in the transformation of the gods, dealing with the Feng Wuchen group can be said to be easier than pinching the ants to death.
Therefore, no matter what method Feng Wuchen uses, Da Si Ming has full certainty to win the Primordial Power.
"Three-eyed Demon Ape! You still don't make a move! Do you want to watch your brother be killed?" Liu Qingyang shouted angrily.
"I can't beat him! Didn't the shot die in his hands?" Three-eyed Demon Ape shouted angrily. With the three-eyed Demon Ape's violent temper, if it hadn't been sealed in Liu Qingyang's body, he would have come out long ago to clean up Dasi Fate.
"Feng Wuchen, no matter what tricks you play, I can capture you before you. If you don't believe me, you can try!" Da Si Ming said contemptuously. He has overwhelming power and does not control Feng Wu at all. Dust is in the eye.
Da Si Ming's strength is too strong, so strong that Feng Wuchen can do nothing.
While talking, Da Si Ming wanted to lay down the terrifying power of the palm of the dark demon leopard.
"Stop it!" At this time, a clear and familiar voice came from Feng Wuchen.
"Xiaoxiao!" Feng Wuchen and the others changed their expressions after hearing this voice.
"This is Xiaoxiao's voice!" Miao Qingqing exclaimed, and Meimu quickly looked at the high sky where the sound came from.
Liu Qingyang said excitedly: "Yes! It's Xiaoxiao's voice!"
A familiar voice came, and a warm current flowed through Feng Wuchen's body, instantly evoking Feng Wuchen's deep thoughts, and the pictures that emerged in his mind were all Ling Xiaoxiao's sweet smiles.
"The saint of the Primordial Raksha tribe." Da Si Ming frowned slightly, and the power gathered on the palm of his hand also dispersed.
"How could she appear at this time?" Shao Siming slowly opened his eyes.
Above the sky, a beautiful figure dangled in the void.
The visitor is Ling Xiaoxiao who has been away for a long time, the saint of the Taigu Raksha tribe!
"Xiaoxiao!" Seeing the familiar cheeks and the glamorous face, Feng Wuchen became excited.
When he saw Ling Xiaoxiao, Feng Wuchen realized how much he missed Ling Xiaoxiao deep in his heart.
"Five Heavens!" Liu Qingyang said in shock.
"Xiaoxiao actually broke through the fifth level of the Celestial Realm!" Ye Tianwei and the others were all taken aback, each of them stared wide.
They were all right, the aura exuding from Ling Xiaoxiao's body was indeed the fifth level of the Celestial Realm.
"Brother Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao flashed over with joy, her pretty face with a sweet smile, wishing to rush into Feng Wuchen's arms.
During the time he was away, why didn't Ling Xiaoxiao miss Feng Wuchen?
"Xiaoxiao!" Feng Wuchen took the initiative to hold Ling Xiaoxiao into his arms, as if letting go, Ling Xiaoxiao would leave him.
The sudden hug caught Ling Xiaoxiao off guard, and his face was stunned.
But my heart is very happy.
"The saint woman of the Primordial Raksha tribe, for the face of the Raksha tribe, this division can not kill the wind and dust, but must take away the Primordial power. This is the greatest concession made by the division." Da Si Ming frowned. Opening the mouth, Ling Xiaoxiao's identity is detached, and Da Si Ming didn't dare to act rashly.
Hearing that, Ling Xiaoxiao left Feng Wuchen's embrace, and his piercing eyes swept towards Da Si Ming, and said: "Go and tell my father, I will count three times. If you don't roll again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"You!" Da Si Ming was furious, and his face instantly became grim, but he didn't dare to do anything to Ling Xiaoxiao.
Ling Xiaoxiao's background was too terrible, and other reasons made the chief jealous.
But Da Si Ming didn't expect that Ling Xiaoxiao would not give him face so much, and didn't put his Da Si Ming in his eyes at all, and the big Si Ming lungs were about to explode with anger.
"Why? Do you still want to do it?" Ling Xiaoxiaosen asked coldly. Ling Xiaoxiao's words were very strong, and they also carried a bit of threat.
Da Si Ming gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of murderous, unbearable appearance.
"Da Si Ming, don't get angry." Shao Si Ming persuaded: "The Primordial Raksha Clan is not what it used to be, don't provoke it for now, let alone..."
Before he finished speaking, Da Si Ming interrupted, "So what? When did the Yin-Yang family be afraid of them?"
"Since you are not afraid, then give it a try." Ling Xiaoxiao said confidently, completely suppressing the power and prestige of Da Si Ming.
"You!" The chief was furious and furious.
"Da Si Ming, you are so courageous, will you be the wind in my ears?" At this moment, above the void, a voice that was extremely cold and full of majesty came.
"Young Master!" Shao Si Ming's expression suddenly changed, and he knelt down on one knee.
The boss shuddered fiercely, and quickly crawled across his face in horror. His whole body was in cold sweat. He knelt down on one knee in horror, and said, "The subordinates dare not!"
Feng Wuchen and the others frowned at the same time, their eyes all looking at the sky.
"Brother Feng, this person is terrible." Liu Qingyang said in horror. Just hearing the sound made people tremble.
"Is the young master of the Yin-Yang family?" Ye Tianwei frowned and said, "I actually scared Da Si Ming like this."
"Although he can't sense any breath, his voice is frightening, and his strength must be very terrifying." Yi Tianqing's voice was trembling.
But the sound made people feel scared, showing how terrifying the young master of the Yin Yang family was.
"Don't you dare?" The cold and oppressive voice came again.
While speaking, a voice appeared silently in the sky, and the air did not fluctuate at all, as if the person had been in that position from the beginning.
The person here is the Young Master of the Yin-Yang Family-Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul!
Yin Yang Tianhun is dressed in gorgeous white brocade, full of nobility, handsome face, quite a cold-faced scholar.
Yin and Yang Tianhun's complexion was cold, repelling the feeling of being thousands of miles away.
Feng Wuchen and the group are looking at Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul. This is the first time they have seen the young master of the Yin-Yang family.
"I can't see the cultivation base, but it feels terrible." Zhang Junlan whispered.
"It's hidden deeply, and there is no energy fluctuations at all. Can Brother Feng see it?" Liu Qingyang frowned, looking at Feng Wuchen.
"Shenzhen Realm Triple Level." Feng Wuchen said indifferently.
"What? Transcendent Realm Triple Level?" Feng Wuchen replied, and Liu Qingyang and the others were suddenly stunned, their faces full of disbelief.
"He is indeed the Third Level of the Transformation of God Realm. His strength is very strong. He is hailed as the strongest genius in the mainland. He is a rare encounter in a thousand years. Even if the Dragon Clan and Phoenix Demon Clan are other powerful geniuses, he is not as good as him." Ling Xiaoxiao confirmed.
"So strong?" Liu Qingyang and others were shocked again.
The appearance of the Yin-Yang Heavenly Soul scared Da Si Ming and Shao Si Ming to not let go, and their whole bodies trembled.
"Xiaoxiao, two stupid subordinates upset you, I'm really embarrassed." His gaze swept from Feng Wuchen, Yin Yang Tianhun was kind to Ling Xiaoxiao, quite gentlemanly.