After Cultivating Immortals For Three Hundred Years, I Will Return To The Human World

Ji Miaoyi heard that her neck was hot, her face was shy, and she smiled generously: "Senior, you also said that this Highness is a post-zero generation. What age is it, today's young people pursue free love."

"So, my Highness will not recruit a son-in-law, and I have no plans to do so."

Yingchang didn't give up: "His Royal Highness, the young master of my family has extraordinary bloodline, talent, and character. They are all the best choices."

Ji Miaoyi's voice became colder: "Senior don't need to say anymore."

Yingchang was a little displeased: "Your Highness is so determined, do you already have a crush?"

Ji Miaoyi shook her head and chuckled, unwilling to say more, she was no longer interested in this topic.

Yingchang also knew this, but he didn't give up if he didn't achieve his goal: "In this way, if the old man loses to His Highness, the old man is willing to return the treasure that the Ji family lost."

Ji Miaoyi's smile suddenly stiffened: "Senior said it was a colorful treasure bottle?"

Yingchang smiled: "That's right, the old man knows the whereabouts of the colorful aquarium. If His Highness agrees to recruit relatives by martial arts, the old man is willing to use this life to bring back the seven-colored treasured bottle and give it to His Highness."

Ji Miaoyi's chest rose and fell slightly, and then her beautiful eyes sank: "Okay, this princess promises to compete by martial arts to recruit relatives."

Yingchang added: "A month later, we will recruit relatives by martial arts."

Ji Miaoyi said in a deep voice, "Okay, a word is settled."

The colorful vase is extremely important to the Ji clan, and the Xuanyuan sword can be lost, but the colorful vase is related to the fate of the Ji clan. The family has spent three hundred years in search of the colorful vase, generation after generation.

If you can get back the colorful treasure bottle, it is nothing to promise a contest to recruit relatives.

Martial arts recruiting is not an engagement, as long as she wins and wins, nothing will happen.

"Very good, very good."

Yingchang was old and embraced Dachang, clapping his hands and applauding.

The young master of the Zulong clan, Yingni, is nearly forty years old this year, and his strength is no less than his nine ancestors. After half a month, his strength will definitely improve.

Ji Miaoyi agreed to the competition to recruit relatives, and the rest was easy. Winning went to participate in the competition to recruit relatives, winning the first prize and becoming the son-in-law of the Ji family.

Although the door-to-door son-in-law was not honorable, many years later, he mainly won the rebellion and won the voice of the Ji family.

The ancient royal family did not fight for the day and night, aiming for a century-old plan.

At this moment, Qin Fan frowned slightly and thought to himself: "The colorful treasure bottle? In the previous life, the Empress and Sister traveled in the world and also got a colorful treasure bottle. Is it the same one?"

Thinking of this, Qin Fan suddenly smiled and muttered to himself: "It seems that my fate with Her Royal Highness is more than that."

Roar!

Suddenly, there was a sound of dragon roar in the sky, resounding in all directions, deafening.

Qin Fan immediately looked up, and it turned out that Yingchang was holding a jade bottle, gulping down the mysterious ancient blood, and then his whole body erupted with a turbulent crimson blood, which exploded in all directions, like a giant wave.

The sound of dragon roar erupted from Yingchang's body.

"Ancient blood of Ancestral Dragon?" Feeling the unparalleled ferocity emanating from the mysterious ancient blood, Qin Fan's eyes suddenly froze.

The ancient blood of the ancestor dragon, this is what Liu Mengyao dreams of, and this is also Qin Fan's promise to Liu Mengyao.

Moreover, the ancient blood of the ancestor dragon is different from the blood flowing in the body of the ancestor dragon. The ancient blood of the ancestor dragon is the real blood of the ancestor dragon, which is invaluable and comparable to the blood of Chiyou.

One drop, one drop less.

Yingchang took a big gulp of the drink, as if he didn't want money, and Qin Fan's heart was cut like a knife.

In the blink of an eye, the old body, which was originally withered, actually glowed with endless vitality at this moment. He was reborn, and quickly turned into a tall to middle-aged man. Surging power.

"Hahaha, for many years, the old man has never been so refreshed, so happy!"

Yingchang burst into laughter.

Ji Miaoyi's expression was extremely solemn: "Return to the light and shine?"

She knows the dragon blood secret technique of the Ancestral Dragon family, using the secret technique inside and drinking the ancient blood of Ancestral Dragon outside can increase her bloodline strength in a short period of time, and then her strength will be greatly increased.

Although Yingchang's strength has not returned to its peak, it cannot be underestimated.

"The old man has been famous for a long time. The Taoist leader once fought with me, and he only beat the old man by half a trick."

Yingchang's brows were dancing, and he looked at Ji Miaoyi confidently, "His Royal Highness has an extraordinary bloodline, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future, but he is still too young."

Ji Miaoyi said in a low voice, "Bloodlines have a golden age. Once the golden age has passed, the peak will never return."

"The secret technique of the Zulong family is indeed very strong, but the senior is still a little far from his peak, and it is not invincible."

Saying that, Ji Miaoyi raised one hand, and a mysterious snow-white streamer appeared all over her body, quickly wrapping around Ji Miaoyi's delicate body. The streamer exudes moonlight and dances on the nine heavens, like a celestial girl in the moon, noble and mysterious. Fabulous.

"It's actually the ancient divine weapon Moon God Ling!"

When the real person of Shangyang saw this thing, he immediately exclaimed.

"Moon God Aya? Moon God Aya, the seventh in the ancient gods list! This thing is actually in the hands of Princess Miaoyi? When did the Ji family get it?" Longquan's eyes widened like a lantern.

The real person from Shangyang said solemnly: "The moon god Lingke can show the vision of flying into the sky and turning into the moon. It is the only ancient divine weapon that has both offensive and defensive capabilities and has a vision among the many ancient divine weapons."

"It is said that it is the shawl and ribbon left behind by the moon god Chang Xi when he flew to the moon."

"The background of the Ji family is really unfathomable, and they possess such treasures without saying a word."

When Yingchang saw the Moon God Ling, his eyes were shocked: "His Royal Highness is really unfathomable, and he actually carried an ancient divine weapon."

"Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, the ancient gods are just decorations."

"Look at the boxing! Flying dragon boxing!"

Yingchang stepped on the foot, the sky roared, like a blood dragon breaking out of the sky, breaking the sound barrier, over a distance of one thousand meters, and snapped his fingers to tens of meters in front of Ji Miaoyi.

Boom boom boom!

The next moment, Yingchang punched 33 consecutive punches, each with a punch mark of 100 meters in size, smashing at Ji Miaoyi from all directions.

"break!"

Ji Miaoyi looked calm, a jade finger was gently swayed, and the Moon God Ribbon all over her body flew out ten feet and turned into a circle around Ji Miaoyi.

The next moment, the blood-colored fist marks in the sky smashed onto the Moon God Ribbon.

However, the Moon God Ribbon was not shattered, it seemed to be an indestructible moat, blocking the monsters and ghosts that washed ashore from the rivers, lakes, and seas, and even the dragons from all over the world!

Boom boom boom!

Those fists slammed on the Moon God Ling, and they melted and drifted away in an instant!

In the blink of an eye, all thirty-three fists were blocked.

Ji Miaoyi, who was protected by Luna Ling, was unscathed!

"How is that possible? Luna Ling's defensive power is so terrifying? This old man has fifty percent of his combat power, yet he can't help it!" Yingchang gasped, shocked.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, Ji Miaoyi took the Moon God Ribbon, turned into a purple light and fled away, disappearing out of thin air.

This is the power of the seven-colored deer.

"not good!"

Yingchang exclaimed, and immediately flew away and retreated, away from the sky.

The hidden form of the seven-colored deer is simply an invincible supernatural power, and it cannot be cracked at all until the spiritual power of the seven-colored deer is exhausted.

But Ji Miaoyi is not Liu Mengyao. She has followed the seven-color deer since she was a child. No one knows how to use the power of the seven-color deer better than her.

The next second, Luna Ling suddenly appeared behind Yingchang and swept towards Yingchang.

"The old man will destroy your magic weapon today!"

Yingchang snorted coldly, his fighting spirit was overwhelming, he grabbed the Moon God Ling with both hands, and burst out with all his strength, trying to shred the Moon God Ling.

However, the moon god Ling suddenly melted and turned into the moonlight, shining on Yingchang.

"It's over!"

Yingchang felt a chill in his heart immediately.

The next moment, the moonlight was condensed into a moon god, and bound to Yingchang. Yingchang was instantly wrapped into a mummy, unable to move.