The God of Sky & Earth

Duanmu Xiaoman was a little embarrassed, his calm face fluctuated slightly and said: "The wind element is the first level, and the water element is the third level. At such a young age, he is not weak anymore!"

Su Yi nodded, his eyes were strange and he said: "Will the quality of this soul increase in the future?"

"The quality of the soul is different from the energy of the soul. The division of the genus is the degree of closeness to the attribute of vitality. The quality of the soul is basically fixed from birth! There will be no great changes!" Duanmu Xiaoman said in a deep voice.

After a while, Duanmu Xiao Manyu looked puzzled and cast a questioning look at Su Yi.

However, Su Yi felt that it was not quite accurate. If the degree of intimacy with vitality was the standard, it was obvious that the quality of the water phase soul was not so high before.

"Hmm... You seem to be more powerful in controlling fire than water. What's going on? Did you find out before?"

Su Yi was speechless for a moment, of course Su Yi knew what was going on with him.

With two inheritances of Emperor Sparrow and Golden Dragon, and both have experienced the test of fire in the trial, it is no wonder that the fire attribute is not strong.

Su Yi seemed to understand a little bit. Could it be that he inherited the inheritance of the gods, so the quality of his soul that could not be changed began to increase in himself?

Stopping the violent shaking in his heart, Su Yi looked up at the wall and said softly.

"When I was young, when I was said to be useless and a handyman, I would often go to the crater to practice alone. Maybe... maybe it was at that time that I practiced it!"

Su Yi glanced up, looked at the sky, and said thoughtfully.

There was no sound for a while, Su Yi looked at Duanmu Xiaoman, only to see that she was already in a daze.

"What's the matter? Master?"

Turning her mind around, Duanmu Xiaoman sniffed, and said with some fluctuations: "It's nothing, so you suffered so much when you were young!"

"Haha! Isn't it not bitter now! Master, I will be happy with you in the future!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Su Yi felt that these words were weird?

Duanmu Xiaoman's expression brightened as well, her willow waist moved, and said lightly: "Be more serious! Your soul quality is already very good, I should teach you soul skills!"

"Uh-huh!"

The soul skills also came to Yutian Palace, and Su Yi knew that the world had the same attack moves as martial skills.

However, it is triggered by soul energy, which can form a soul attack on the enemy, causing interference to its mind, and it is very easy to gain the upper hand when it is hostile.

There are also soul skills that can seduce ancient remnant souls, this is where the soul master is powerful.

"I can also do soul skills!"

Su Yi frowned, and the power of the White Flood Dragon surged instantly, and the strong wind instantly filled the sky and the earth, and an old soul energy instantly blew whirlwinds in place.

"Unrivaled Dragon Flash!"

Su Yi's whole body was filled with milky white light, and four figures instantly appeared on the spot.

With a flash of his figure, Su Yi stood at the other end of the vein, at the end of the light.

In an instant, an extremely powerful invisible force surged out from Su Yi, and four figures flashed out in succession, like phantoms overlapping themselves.

Immediately, quadruple identical figures stood in front of Duanmu Xiaoman, with every frown and smile, every move was the same.

Su Yi raised his head slightly, and glanced sideways at Duanmu Xiaoman, with an arrogance and complacency on his face.

"Master, what do you think of my soul skill?"

The scene in front of him was very familiar, Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes were blurred with tears, his mind fluctuated, and his mind was immediately pulled back to a certain moment.

In front of him is also a handsome and graceful young man, dressed in a white robe, with a slender and handsome body, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and the base of the handsome mountain reveals an arrogance and arrogance that is no one in the world.

The scene changed on a white jade square, and there was no wind in the surrounding fields.

Countless Yutian Palace disciples gathered together, watching the young man perform the soul art with incomparable novelty in his eyes.

"Sister! Go find my sister!"

The young man shouted at others, but his hands and feet were flying up and down, and the seal in his palm was mysterious and unpredictable.

Mysterious runes that shone like clouds kept surrounding the young man, shrouded in light and heroic.

At this moment, among the crowd, a snow-white figure floated over, with a beautiful face as cold as ever.

The long black hair fluttered, revealing a pair of eyes like autumn water, it was the young Duanmu Xiaoman.

The moon-like face stared at the young man indifferently, and said with a sneer.

"What are you doing? I'm cultivating, don't bother me if you have nothing to do!"

As if he had lost his temper, the young man looked around at the people around him, then curled his thin lips slightly.

A sinister and awe-inspiring arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and four identical phantoms instantly appeared behind him.

"Sister, what kind of training do you have in that broken martial arts! Look at my soul skills!"

I saw this rich and handsome young man, with a light tap of his toes, he instantly became hundreds of feet tall and stood in the air.

The temperament was extremely domineering in an instant, and the four figures merged into one out of thin air, bursting out a continuous bright halo, illuminating the entire clear sky with colorful colors.

Immediately, the strong wind howled, the situation changed color, and the whole world was filled with wild and unruly soul energy.

Overwhelming, full of vigor!

"Hoo!"

The young man overlooked the entire Yutian River, and the countless disciples of Yutian Palace below covered their foreheads with one hand.

All the onlookers were frowning and looking at the young man who looked like a god, their eyes were full of envy and astonishment,

"Little White Flood Dragon!" The young man raised his head to the sky and screamed.

In the far distance, a mass of white divine light came rapidly, and the next moment, the young man stood with his hands behind his back, standing on top of the flood dragon's head.

The white flood dragon straddled the sky and the earth, a pair of pupils shone with a ferocious aura like a copper bell, and the scales all over the body shone brightly under the light, and were extremely hard.

The young man leaned forward into a lunge, with his hands on his knees, smiling, and the corners of his mouth gradually changed from a chuckle to a big laugh.

"Sister, I have integrated the power of the little white flood dragon! How about it! Is it powerful!"

Duanmu Xiaoman tapped her head lightly, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, then her expression calmed down, her eyes were cold, and she stared at the boy in the sky.

"You are already acting palace lord, why are you so unruly! I'll tell the master!"

It turned out that the boy was Duanmu Qingtian back then.

Just listening to Duanmu Qingtian, he laughed loudly, and quickly drove away to the distance on the white dragon god.

Only Duanmu Xiaoman's astonished face and a long series of echoes remained in the faint sky.

"Next month, I will be the official palace lord! Sister, I'm going out for a wanderlust. I've already told the master. When I come back, I'll bring you something good!"

Withdrawing her mind quickly, when Duanmu Xiaoman's feather fan-like eyelashes fluttered again, she had already returned to the cold and dark space of the earth veins.

The wind howled and the energy was overwhelming.

There are four identical figures, and Su Yi's eyes are quite smug.

Duanmu Xiaoman let out a deep breath of blue air, his palms flew up, and each pierce hit a phantom furthest away from the earth veins.