
As Ouyang Shuixu escaped, Grand Master Nalan led his men to retreat, ignoring the two disciples who had their legs broken. Seeing the other party retreat so easily, Shangguan Yu and the others couldn't help but be surprised. None of them continued to chase after him, but the Little Fire Phoenix wasn't such a good match. Spirit Beasts had a brutal temperament, Although the Little Fire Phoenix had been raised by humans since childhood, But the savagery of spirit beasts is dissolved in the blood of bones, Moreover, it was a sixth grade spirit beast. The proud primordial mutated bloodline suffered a small loss under the Ouyang Shuixu Sword, so it was unwilling to let it go. Thus, it chased after it crazily and chased after it for a hundred miles before returning resentfully. One of Huanqian Sect's golden cores died tragically under its claws, while another of the Ice Profound Sect's golden cores was severely burned.
Since the beam had already formed deep, Shangguan Yu simply let someone kill Huan Xie and Huan Xie who had their legs broken. The defensive array of the East Radiance Nine Peaks was activated, and the disciples of the Day and Night Sect were on guard. For the sake of safety, Li Xiangjun suggested that the Half Spirit Race and the Shao Family move back to the main peak temporarily to cope with the unexpected events.
Everyone in the Heavenly Phoenix Sect began to panic. After all, offending the three top powers of Secluded Sun City was much more dangerous than confronting the Chaos Pavilion back then. There were nine Nascent Soul experts from Huanqian Sect and the Ice Profound Sect, not to mention the Gong Clan. If the three sects really attacked with all their might, how could the Heavenly Phoenix Sect withstand it?
Li Xiangjun frowned and stood in front of the window, her black hair hanging straight behind her buttocks. The exaggerated buttocks arched into a beautiful arc, and her hot figure in pajamas released an alluring aura. Xi'er stood quietly behind Li Xiangjun. She knew that Li Xiangjun must be thinking when she was in a daze, so she did not disturb her.
Li Xiangjun leaned against the window lattice and held the teacup with a hand as bright as snow. The tea in the teacup was cold, and it was obvious that she had been standing there for quite some time.
"Xiaoxiao, where are you going?" A childish voice pulled Li Xiangjun out of her deep thoughts.
When he looked away, he saw a little beauty in a bun jumping behind a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old. The girl was dressed in a light pink checked skirt with bright eyes and bright teeth. Her eyebrows curved. The red rouge mole between her eyebrows was beautiful. She smiled and had a sweet dimple on her left cheek. Her eyes curved like a crescent moon.
The girl bent down slightly and patted the little beauty's head. With the tone of a big sister, she said, "Good girl, call me Auntie Ling'er!"
The little beauty frowned and shook her head, "Why should I call you Aunt Ling'er? She used to call you Xiaoxiao!"
"Little guy, I'm much taller than you now. You should call me Auntie Ling'er. You can't call me Little Xiao'er anymore, understand?" The young girl pointed her index finger at the tip of the little beauty's nose with her left hand.
The little beauty blinked and scratched her head in confusion. After thinking for a while, she said, "Why don't you call me Sister Ling'er?"
"Stupid, who is Chu Jun to you?" The girl rolled her eyes and said.
"Daddy!" The little beauty blinked innocently.
"Chu Jun is my father. I call him Big Brother Jun, so he's your older generation. So you have to call me Aunt Ling'er. Do you understand?" The young girl hatefully poked the little beauty's forehead.
The little beauty touched her head in grievance, her mouth flattened. She did not have the prestige to tear apart a golden core today, just like a young child whose mind was still immature.
"Call Auntie Ling'er!"
"Aunt Ling'er!"
"En, be good, auntie will buy you some candy next time!" The girl contentedly touched the little beauty's head.
"I don't eat candy!"
"Then I'll bring you some beast crystals!"
"Aunt Ling'er, where are you going? Play with me for a while!"
"No time. Auntie Ling'er still needs to cultivate. You can play by yourself!" The girl left the little beauty and disappeared.
The little beauty grabbed her head dejectedly!
Li Xiangjun, who saw this scene in front of the window, found it funny. At the same time, she was secretly curious. Not long ago, Xiaoxiao was as tall as a little beauty. In just a few days, she had inexplicably grown more than half a foot taller. She looked a few years older and had grown from a little loli into a beautiful girl. Li Xiangjun also knew that Xiao Xiaoxiao had a special bloodline. Back then, Chu Jun had used the Frost Fading Flower to delay her bloodline feeling. Now that she had suddenly grown taller, it should be because her bloodline had awakened. The little fellow grew taller overnight, and his mind seemed to have matured a lot. He cultivated diligently every day, no longer pestering people like before.
"If that little man comes back and sees such a small appearance, he will definitely be shocked!" Li Xiangjun thought to himself.
On this day, the Lil 'Dragon crossed the boundaries of the Eight Desolate Continents and Chongming Island , entering the boundaries of Chongming Island , heading towards Mingyang City . After leaving Mount Jun, Chu Jun and Zhao Yu returned to the Earth Dragon. Apart from cultivating in the heavens, they enjoyed the scenery along the way, and their days were free and easy. The only thing that troubled Chu Jun was the Five Thunder Heavenly Arts.
Back then, there were only three levels of the Five Thunder Heavenly Arts of the Heavenly Sect. Later, Chu Jun obtained two more levels in the Death Spirit Abyss. In other words, there were only five levels of the Five Thunder Heavenly Arts at present. It was already at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage. It was impossible for him to continue cultivating to the Spirit Refining Stage. It didn't matter to Chu Jun himself. In any case, he still had the Blazing Sun Technique and the Cold Moon Technique to cultivate. However, Zhao Yu's cultivation could only stop at the late Nascent Soul stage.
Chu Jun leaned against the ship's string and looked at the clouds and mountains below. He remembered the fellow named Chu Feng who had escaped from Nether Island together. He remembered that he had also used the [Five Thunder Righteous Technique] at that time. It was obvious that he was also cultivating the Five Thunder Righteous Heaven Technique. Back then, Ding Tiangang also mentioned that Old Gourmet Chu cultivated the Five Thunder Heavenly Technique. At that time, Old Man Ding thought that he was a member of the Chu Clan!
"That Chu Feng is from Leiyu Island. His surname is Chu, and he also knows the Five Thunder Heavenly Technique. Then he is a member of the Chu Gluttony Clan. Their Five Thunder Heavenly Technique should not be missing, right?" Chu Jun thought to himself. He couldn't help but recall the scene of Gourmet Chu fighting against the three kings in order to snatch the Qian Long Cauldron in the Star Double Mountain Range. At that time, he had used [Nine Firmament God Thunder Immortal Slaying Slash], which should be the super ultimate move of the Five Thunder Heavenly Arts.
Thinking of the terrifying Thunderbolt Sword, Chu Jun's heart couldn't help but heat up. If he had the chance, he would have to obtain the last three levels of the Five Thunder Heavenly Art.
Just as Chu Jun was thinking about something, Hou Jun's voice came from behind him, "Chu Jun, can we talk?"
Chu Jun turned around and saw Hou Jun standing straight behind him. His expression was calm and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry. However, Chu Jun had an intuition that he was definitely going to ask about Hou Shaobai .
Sure enough, Hou Jun said indifferently, "Young White is dead?"
Chu Jun nodded!
"How did he die?"
Chu Jun shrugged his shoulders and said, "The eighteenth floor is extremely dangerous. It's normal for it to fall!"
Hou Jun stared sharply at Chu Jun and slowly said, "Although Hou Shaobai is only a disciple of a side branch, he is still an outstanding genius of our Hou Clan. His death must be accountable to the Clan Master!"
Chu Jun frowned, "What does General Hou mean by that? If you want to explain, you're not looking for me, are you?"
"I just want to know how he died. Can't tell or dare not tell?"
Chu Jun smiled and said, "We've been on the eighteenth floor for more than eighty years. We can't be together all the time. I really don't know how Young Master Bai died!"
"You are from the same team. Even Zhen Yan and Wei An can safely escape. How could Shao Bai's cultivation possibly perish?" Hou Jun frowned.
"The heavens have unforeseen winds and clouds. People have the blessings of the night. Whoever dies will live. There is a promise. If you want an answer, you can go to the palace hall!" Chu Jun spread out his hands and said.
"I've already asked Wei An and Zhen Yan. They both said that they didn't know. This made me suspicious!" Hou Jun's voice turned cold.
Chu Jun reached out and patted Hou Jun's shoulder. The latter originally wanted to dodge, but with his cultivation, how could he dodge? He was firmly patted twice.
"General Hou, there are some things you should not ask. It's like a rotten egg. If you want to break it, wouldn't you find it uncomfortable?" Chu Jun said indifferently.
Hou Jun's expression sank as he stared fixedly at Chu Jun, who looked at him without fear.
"If the Hou Clan's Clan Master, the Golden Battle General, Hou Xin, asks you personally, you can still say those words. Hou Jun, please accept your kindness!" Hou Jun turned around coldly.
"If I were you, it would be best if I chose to remain silent. Although the Hou Clan is powerful, if they get involved in some unnecessary disputes and end up causing the clan to collapse, then there's no need to lose!"
Hou Jun paused for a moment before slowly walking away.
A few days later, the Lil 'Dragon appeared 500 miles northwest of Mingyang City . The two troop carriers were already waiting for the Marquis. A group of people flew over from afar and landed on the deck of the Lil' Dragon. Du Wu quickly ran over and threw herself into the embrace of a beautiful woman, "Mother!"
The beautiful woman hugged Du Wu tightly, choking for a moment!
Chu Jun did not expect a woman like Du Wu to have a gentle mother like water. This beauty could only be considered high-grade in terms of appearance. She could barely score 90 points and could not be considered top-grade. However, with her weak temperament, even Hundred Refinements Essence Steel would have to become soft-fingered.
Chu Jun moved his gaze away and suddenly discovered that the first prince, Du Ru'nan , was looking at the mother and daughter who were hugging each other. His eyes seemed to contain a trace of burning heat. He couldn't help but sweat in his heart. Could this guy be coveting his concubine mother?
Du Ru'nan seemed to have noticed Chu Jun's gaze. He calmly raised his head and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. However, he quickly smiled and said, "Chu Jun, this prince really did not misjudge you. He has finally successfully passed the eighteenth floor and returned. His cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul Stage. Congratulations!"
Chu Jun smiled and said, "I only owe it to the eldest prince!"
Du Ru'nan had originally sent six people to kill Du Wu in the eighteenth floor, but none of his faction survived. The only surviving Miao Kai had already betrayed him, which was really bad.
"Auntie Shao, you should be happy that Sister Wu has returned safely!" A male cultivator beside him suddenly smiled and said.
This man was tall and gentle, his figure was very straight, and his aura wasn't any weaker than Du Ru'nan 's. Chu Jun had noticed him long ago.
"That's right, you should be happy. Wu'er, your father is waiting for you. Let's go back!" The beautiful woman let go of Du Wu and smiled.
Du Wu nodded and introduced to Chu Jun and the others, "This is my mother. You all know my big brother Du Ru'nan , and this is my seventh brother Du Ruhui!"
Chu Jun, Zhao Yu, and the others hurriedly greeted him.


