When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

The three of them entered the battle at the same time, but were teleported to different places.

However, they reacted in an instant, fearing that they had fallen into the formation set up by others.

However, they didn't have much to worry about. The formation could trap ordinary people, but it couldn't completely trap Martial Saint level masters.

As a result, the three of them quickly ran around in the formation.

Song Yan and Gu Xie Huayu stood hand in hand on the cliff above the valley. In their eyes, as soon as the three martial saints entered the valley, they began to circle around the place quickly.

"Brother Liang, this formation of yours is really powerful, it can trap even the Martial Saint!"

Gu Xie Huayu said with admiration.

Song Yan smiled and continued to pay attention to the three martial saints trapped in the formation.

The Martial Saint named Lao Niu was the first to stop, and then he continued to punch around him.

Seeing this, Gu Xie Huayu couldn't help but feel worried.

After all, Wu Sheng's attack power is very powerful. If the formation hadn't trapped them, the entire valley might not have been able to withstand their punches.

But soon, she discovered that her worries were unnecessary, because Lao Niu's attacks were very destructive, but all of his attacks were submerged in the twisted space cracks, making it impossible for his attacks to spread beyond a foot.

But in Lao Niu's eyes, with his attack, the surrounding trees were continuously swept away by him, and a clearing was soon cleared.

"It seems to have some effect!"

He shouted low and continued to attack the surrounding trees. After a while, he looked back and was horrified to find that the trees he had cut down had returned to their original shape.

In other words, during this period of time, except for the fact that he himself consumed part of his true energy, he was doing useless work.

"Damn it!"

Lao Niu shouted angrily and punched the ground, causing earth and rocks to fly everywhere.

The other two Martial Saints also stopped running.

The triangular-eyed Martial Saint was quite scheming and did not attack rashly. Instead, he stayed where he was and observed the patterns of the surrounding trees. However, after observing for half an hour, it was in vain.

Another martial saint kept shouting the names of Lao Niu and the triangular-eyed martial saint, but received no response.

After struggling with the formation for an hour, the three Martial Saints couldn't help but feel panic in their hearts, and their previous disdain for the formation also disappeared.

"What should I do?"

The three Martial Saints were all thinking of ways.

In the next few hours, the three of them tried various methods, but none of them could get out of this formation.

In desperation, the three of them had no choice but to sit down cross-legged and enter a state of breath adjustment.

But with this breath adjustment, they discovered that in the formation, they could not absorb even a little bit of the vitality of heaven and earth.

"Fortunately, I have spiritual crystals available in my storage spirit ring!"

But soon, the expressions of the three martial saints changed again, because they were unable to take out anything from the storage ring.

"Brother Liang, what do you plan to do with them?"

Gu Xie Huayu asked.

"No rush, let's starve them for a while first!"

Song Yan smiled.

"Let's go back to Qingweimen first."

As soon as the figures flashed, Song Yan and Gu Xie Huayu disappeared above the valley and reappeared, but they were already in front of the Qingwei Gate.

There are disciples stationed in front of the mountain gate.

Song Yan and Gu Xie Huayu were both celebrities in the Qingwei Sect, so as soon as they came back, the news quickly spread throughout the entire mountain sect.

When Song Yan came to the small inner courtyard where he lived.

Xiaohu, Xiaowu and Ning Ling were already waiting at the entrance of the courtyard.

After not seeing each other for more than half a year, Xiaohu and Xiaowu both grew taller. Ningling changed even more, and in line with the words of the 18th Women's Revolution, she became more and more graceful, beautiful and generous.

Ning Mo's figure flashed through his mind, but Song Yan didn't feel any guilt at all. After all, he was the one who committed suicide.

"But as compensation, I will treat your sister kindly." Song Yan said to Ning Mo in his heart.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Brother Huang!"

The three of them shouted in unison, and then Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu rushed forward quickly, with excitement and excitement written on their faces.

"Master, you are finally back, but you miss us so much!"

"Yes, the young master is not here, and we feel uncomfortable all over. Fortunately, young master, you are back!"

Although the words of the two people may be flattering, they are more sincere.

Song Yan looked at the two of them with a smile and found that their cultivation levels had also improved a lot, and now they had reached the eighth level of Qi refining.

It didn't live up to his expectations.

So, he patted their shoulders and encouraged them.

Both of them were very happy and proud to be recognized by their young master.

After Ning Ling called Brother Huang, she stood timidly a few steps away, but her eyes showed intimacy, but also a bit of timidity.

"Come on, Ning Ling, come to Brother Huang!" Song Yan waved to her.

"Ok!"

Ning Ling nodded lightly and walked closer to Song Yan. Song Yan couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub her head and said kindly: "Ling'er has grown up a little. During this time, have Xiaowu and Xiaohu bullied you?"

After being looked at by Song Yan, Ning Ling couldn't help but flash a blush on her little face, and said softly: "Xiaohu and Xiaowu both take good care of me."

"Yes, Master, we all take good care of Miss Ning!"

Xiaohu and Xiaowu quickly expressed their opinions, not wanting to be misunderstood by their young masters.

"Okay then, let's go in and talk!"

After sitting down, Ning Ling obediently presented Song Yan with a cup of tea and said, "Brother Huang, are you hungry? Ling'er has learned how to make cakes during this period. Can I make them for you?"

Feeling the look of expectation in those star-like eyes, Song Yan couldn't bear to refuse: "Okay, then I want to try Ling'er's craftsmanship!"

"Brother Huang, wait a moment, Ling'er will do it for you right now!"

Seeing Ning Ling leaving happily, Song Yan couldn't help but sigh in her heart. If this girl knew that he had killed her only relative, would she still be so close to her?

In less than half an hour, Ling'er arrived with a plate of fragrant and warm pastries.

He sent it to Song Yan eagerly: "Brother Huang, please try it."

Song Yan picked up a piece of pastry and took a small bite, then couldn't help but nodded: "Well, Ling'er's craftsmanship is great, it's delicious."

Xiaohu on the side interjected: "Master, you don't know that since you left, Miss Ning Ling has been learning pastry attentively, saying that she would make it for you when you come back. Now, she has got her wish!"

Having said this, Xiaohu couldn't help but reveal a lewd smile on his face.

Ning Ling lowered her head shyly. Seeing this scene, Song Yan couldn't help but secretly said: "Is this girl in love with me? This is really troublesome. I am her brother-killer and enemy?"

But thinking of this, Song Yan decided that no matter what, she couldn't let her know that Ning Mo died in his hands.

Before finishing the cakes, a boy arrived.

Song Yan knew this boy, and he was someone close to the leader Chen Yuanshan.

Half a quarter of an hour later, under the leadership of the boy, Song Yan arrived at the main hall.

Above the main hall, the leader Chen Yuanshan sits on the throne of the Gao Bureau. A group of supreme elders stand on both sides. Among them are his masters Dongfang Tianya and Duanmu Chong. In addition, Gu Xie Huayu is also there. However, at this moment she is obediently Standing behind an old man with a long beard, when he saw Song Yan, he couldn't help but cast a worried look.

The atmosphere in the hall was very solemn, making Song Yan feel a faint sense of pressure.

[Author's digression]: First update

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