Fantasy: The group leader of the opening system, the queen of counterattack!

the other side.

Feng's house, in a courtyard with a somewhat chilling atmosphere.

Feng Shaoqing hurriedly ran into the other courtyard.

"Third Brother, Third Brother, are you there?"

Feng Shaoqing hurriedly shouted.

"Why are you so flustered?"

In the other courtyard, a man in a black jacket walked out, with a cold expression, looking at Feng Shaoqing calmly.

"Third Brother, do you still remember the guy I told you last time that I met in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?"

Seeing the man in black, Feng Shaoqing hurriedly ran to his side and said.

The man in black is the third young master of the Feng family, the adopted son of the current head of the Feng family, Feng Yushen.

Feng Yushen frowned when he heard Feng Shaoqing's words.

"Remember, what's wrong?"

"That guy actually dared to tie up my son in the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield, and even imprisoned me for three full months, so that I didn't get any treasures."

"This son swore at the beginning that if there is a chance, he must let it out and torture him severely."

"First find a hundred or eighty extremely ugly women, strip him of his clothes, and humiliate his body..."

"Then find a group of monsters without avatars..."

Feng Shaoqing clenched his fists and began to talk dancing, obviously he really had a lot of resentment towards Ye Lang.

The first method of torture is so terrifying.

"Cough cough."

"Can you get to the point?"

But Feng Yushen obviously didn't want to hear him bragging, or had heard it many times, so he interrupted him directly to ask.

"he came!"

"Just now when I was watching the group of people who broke through the trial, I saw him!"

Feng Shaoqing said immediately after hearing the words.

But in the next second, it continued to go off track.

"Does he still want to marry his younger sister? Wanting to be my brother-in-law is just a dream come true!"

"Even if he..."

"OK OK."

"Are you sure, it's the person you met on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, didn't you say he was from the Canghai Realm?"

A trace of speechlessness appeared on Feng Yushen's cold face, he interrupted Feng Shaoqing again and asked.

"It must be him. I would know his face even if it turned into ashes."

"Go, go, third brother, when he comes out of the trial space, you can directly kidnap him."

"Let's go outside the city and torture him slowly."

Feng Shaoqing nodded heavily, pulled Feng Yushen and walked out.

There was a strange look in Feng Yushen's eyes, but he concealed it very well, and followed him out.

Trial space, the second level.

Ye Lang came here very quickly. Unlike the first level, this place is an extremely hot desert.

Ye Lang looked around and saw nothing except some passers-by who were walking forward.

"I was outside just now, and I didn't seem to see clearly what's going on in this level."

"But it's not important. In short, it's just a matter of one sword. If it doesn't work, just two swords."

Whispering, Ye Lang tried it out, this weight restricts flying, so he can only walk.

Although he should be able to forcibly break this restriction with the mystery of his way of escaping, but naturally he will not do so.

His ultimate purpose of coming here is to find the person of the evil race who hides the core source of the ice and snow world in his body.

He didn't come to fight the Feng family.

And this kind of thing, exposing his own powerful strength is useless, unless he intends to kill all the people in this city...

Shaking his head, Ye Lang stepped into the desert, intending to see what the obstacles are before clearing them.

Soon.

Ye Lang suddenly had a warning in his heart, but he didn't feel any danger.

He simply let it go.

really.

The next moment, a sharp tail drilled out from the desert under his feet, piercing the soles of his feet.

Keng!
Ye Lang lowered his head when the sound of metal and iron clanging sounded, and then stabbed with his sword.

puff.

Jianfeng penetrated the flesh and picked out a small black scorpion.

"It turned out to be a scorpion, but it still looks like a poisonous scorpion. It is indeed difficult for others in this trial space that suppresses consciousness and flying ability."

Ye Lang threw away this unlucky scorpion that was dead and couldn't die anymore, and he knew it.

As for the attack of the scorpion just now, it naturally had no effect on him.

Just kidding, what he is wearing now is nothing lower than an imperial artifact.

Not to mention the chain mail inside the upper body, it is a fifth-rank emperor-rank magic weapon.

The shoes on the feet are also a pair of artifacts of the lower grade of the emperor.

There is no way, he is not short of resources, and he is even richer after obtaining the Dao Heart and Space Realm of the Supreme Qing God Emperor.

"It's underground, right... I can't hide!"

With a mutter, Ye Lang no longer hesitated, tapped his toes lightly, the divine essence of the first level of the emperor in his body was activated, and his figure disappeared in place immediately, and got into the ground.

"He's gone underground... what's he going to do?"

"You don't want to kill all the poisonous scorpions like you did in the first level?"

"But these shoes are highly poisonous, even after falling, they can emit poisonous gas."

"..."

The martial artists who were watching from the outside had basically cast their eyes on Ye Lang at this time.

Without him, Ye Lang's performance is too impressive compared to others.

Even if there are people who have broken through the fifth level, there is no stimulation from Ye Lang at all.

They are all cautious, afraid of stepping on the road, how can this one be so brave?
below the ground.

Although Ye Lang's consciousness is restricted, with his cultivation base, he can see things without any problem at all.

shhhhh!

Xuanyuan sword danced wildly in his hand, and a stream of sword energy began to appear around him.

"Sword Qi... Sweeping Remnant Clouds!"

This is the martial arts inherited by Ye Lang from a place in the battlefield of all races, and it is at the level of the eighth-rank god realm.

As soon as this martial art came out, the sword energy condensed by Ye Lang immediately dispersed like a cloud.

With his body as the center, it radiates out like a ruckus.

rumbling—

The entire desert at the second level felt like an earthquake and began to vibrate violently.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

"..."

Everywhere in the desert, young warriors didn't know Ye Lang's existence, and they panicked.

Watching the surrounding ground vigilantly, lest a group of poisonous scorpions appear and take them away.

The earthquake lasted for about a breath, and then stopped.

Ye Lang's figure also returned to the ground.

Lifting Xuanyuan Canjian upside down in his hand very easily, swaggeringly dodges towards the end of the desert.

This scene, in the eyes of the warriors watching from the outside world, once again shocked the stormy sea.

"One breath?"

"No way... Is it true that all the scorpions were eliminated in one breath?"

"This son... is so terrifying, what kind of cultivation is it? The bone age is less than three hundred, no matter how strong he is, is he stronger than the young lady of the Feng family?"

"..."

When Ye Lang appeared at the end of the desert, but no poisonous scorpion appeared on the way, everyone was sure...

Indeed, it directly eliminated the second obstacle.

However, these onlookers were shocked, but they were just talking about it.

Some young warriors under the age of [-], who arrived late, instantly understood that this was a heaven-sent opportunity.

Even if the level behind this person is not capable of sweeping, but as long as they follow him, they will have a chance to pass the level, and the chances of embracing the beauty will be much higher!

Anyway, now, there is no obstacle in the first and second layers. If the Feng family reacts, it will be too late to put the monsters in the first and second layers again!
Thinking of this, these young warriors rushed to the square and stepped into the trial space.