The headmaster nodded slightly, and immediately took out a cluster of flower branches that seemed to have just been broken off from the branches. The flower branches were half open and half closed, looking soft and bright, as if all the breath of spring had been condensed on it, revealing an indescribable freshness.

feel.

The crimson petals are exactly the same as the flower tree beside the deep pool under the waterfall.

However, on this cluster of flower branches, there are also strands of gold that are difficult to distinguish without looking carefully, embedded in them. As the light source changes, the stars are refracted, making it look more luxurious and graceful.

The headmaster signaled Yan Minghua to come forward and catch him, and said calmly: "In three days, I will have a battle with Pei Ling."

"It would be great if I win for my teacher..."

"If you lose, you will hold this Shenhui Wood and ascend to the position of headmaster."

"You have reached the middle stage of spiritual transformation. Although there is still some way to go before you can return to the void, with your background and talent, it probably won't take too long."

"Elder Qi Taishang and Elder Meng Taishang will both support you."

Yan Ming was startled when he heard the words, and immediately understood what the master meant, and hurriedly said: "Master, don't do this! Although Pei Ling is the holy son of Chongming Sect, he is a kind-hearted man and will never kill anyone. Master will never do it.

Something's wrong"

Before he finished speaking, the headmaster shook his head slightly and interrupted directly: "Remember!"

"After becoming the headmaster, everything must be done with Su Zhentian as the priority, and you must not act on your own initiative!"

"Don't let the reputation of my Su Zhen Tian Eternal Endowment be ruined!"

After saying this, the headmaster thought about it, and a soft force lifted the Shen Hui wood and put it into Yan Minghua's hand. Then he waved his hand, and the space and time changed. Yan Ming had been sent out of the white jade pavilion. After doing all this, the headmaster slowly closed his arms.

Open your eyes.

What Ming Yu said just now was actually not wrong. In the decisive battle between Pei Ling and Zhong Kui's generation of emperors, there was indeed no killer.

But Emperor Zhongkui was unprepared!

And the next battle is the same as the one with Iron City Lord...

No matter whether she wins or loses this battle, she... will perish!

One day later.

Xiji Ruins.

Thousands of miles of desolate land, the sky is pale, several clouds and mountains are misty and clustered together, and a huge Dharma boat is floating quietly in the air.

In the distance, there was smoke and mist in the desert, and there were no traces of birds or animals. Suddenly, a ray of light pierced the sky, approaching from far to near, quickly approaching the Dharma boat.

The visitor had just arrived near the dharma boat. Ten thousand ghosts were wandering around slightly. The protective formation was immediately opened. It escaped into the dharma boat like a wisp of light smoke. After landing, it appeared, charming and graceful, looking forward to the radiance. It was the person in front of it.

Hua Yuran, who went to Su Zhen to send a letter of war

Hua Yuran quickly used the Water Mirror Technique, straightened her appearance in the mirror, and deliberately loosened her originally tight hair, showing a delicate and carefree look. Then she walked upstairs and outside the top cabin, as if

The yellow oriole said in a sweet voice like a beast leaving the valley: "A stranger...

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the door in front of him had opened silently.

She immediately walked into it.

Pei Ling looked calm and took the lead.

Hua Yuran quickly prostrated herself on the ground, her figure became more and more graceful, and she continued to say softly: "Master, the battle invitation has been delivered."

Pei Ling nodded slightly and immediately asked: "Time and place."

Hua Yuran's eyes flashed, she bit her red lips and said, "Suzhen Tianzhang taught me that the time will be two days later."

"As for the location, it's at Xiji Ruins..."

Pei Ling took the lead: "I understand, you can go down."

Hua Yuran's eyes showed disappointment, but she did not continue to pester, but obediently bowed: "Yes, master!"

After she left, Pei Ling was the only one left in the cabin, and he pondered slightly.

The last time I challenged the city lord of Yanxi City, the city lord used the [Seven Kills and Disasters Banner], and his cultivation reached the peak of Hedao. He was able to control the seven laws, move forward and retreat freely, and had many methods. He was even stronger than Meng Hongxuan after she reshaped her body.

!

This time he challenged Headmaster Su Zhentian. Even if the opponent used similar methods and raised his cultivation level to the peak of Hedao, he would not be afraid at all as long as there was no tribulation!

However, the foundation of the nine major sects cannot be underestimated!

In the third gate of Yousu Tomb, he has fought against many Hedao from the nine major sects, but whether it was the Emperor Zhongkui in the first battle or the Lord of Iron City in the second battle, they all had at least one method.

, something he had never seen before.

This third battle is probably the same...

But as long as he wins this battle, his cultivation level should be able to break through to the middle stage of Hedao!

At that time, there will no longer be any means to threaten him below the level of tribulation!

While his mind was spinning, Pei Ling continued to close his eyes and meditate.

...The sun rises and sets, and two days pass by in the blink of an eye.

Xijixu remains desolate, with no living beings except some mindless snakes and insects.

The huge Dharma boat hangs high in the sky, surrounded by flowing clouds and green mist, as if it is walking through the stormy waves.

Suddenly, some distance away from the Dharma boat, a space crack opened, and an old man in a green shirt and mango shoes walked out. His hair was gray, he was holding a wooden stick in his hand, and his wide sleeves were fluttering. He looked like an immortal.

The Supreme Elder of Jiuyi Mountain looked at the Dharma Boat that was still in mid-air, and his expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

When the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect first heard about his name, his impression was that he was just a rising star of the Demon Sect who acted recklessly. He became famous all over the world by relying on his ridiculous deeds with Si Hong.

But in the blink of an eye, in just a few years, he has become fully fledged, his cultivation is far beyond that of his peers, and he has become a veritable giant of the Demon Sect!

Even they, the older generation of Hedao, felt deeply threatened. Just as they were thinking about it, not far away, a sharp sword light passed by, revealing a strong and graceful figure in red clothes and leather belts.

His long hair was disheveled, his temperament was cold, his sword intent was as strong as real substance, his sword eyebrows were starry, as if a sharp blade was unsheathed as he looked around, the sword light as cold as autumn water flashed in his eyes, but it was the sword cultivator of the Han An Sword Sect who had arrived.

The Supreme Elder of Jiuyi Mountain came back to his senses, looked at each other with the sword cultivator, nodded slightly to each other, and said hello.

For a long time, he was watching the protective formation of the suspended Dharma Ark. Tens of thousands of ghosts roared and swam away. The corpse aura was thick and exuded a cold and sinister aura. However, he seemed to have never sensed anyone coming from the outside. There was no movement or movement.

After a while, the phoenix chariot came rushing from the void in the distance. As the bead curtain shook, the figure of Zhai Yi with the phoenix crown sat still, dignified and graceful.

She is the queen of the Liuli Dynasty.

Immediately afterwards, a huge halberd pierced the sky, and as the void shook, a sassy female cultivator with short hair and soft armor stepped out, but it was Wenren Lingse, the Supreme Elder of Yanxi City.

As soon as Wenren Lingse appeared, the three sects who arrived first immediately greeted him: "Wenren, Supreme Elder."

The Taishang Elder of Jiuyi Mountain said sadly: "The last time I met my Taoist friend, I was a guest in Yanxi City. I still remember the scene of drinking and talking with the Lord of Tiecheng, but I don't want to regret it!"

Queen Liulu said in a deep voice: "Senior Wenren, please forgive me."

Jian Xiu said concisely and concisely: "My condolences."

Wenren Lingse nodded slightly to the three of them, and then said calmly: "Thank you all."

"The Lord of Iron City died defending the road, but his will will last forever, and Yanxi City will not be depressed by this."

"We will inherit his legacy, continue to climb the road, and support Yanxi City's eternal foundation."

After saying this, she looked at Queen Liu Gu and asked, "I wonder how fellow Taoist Zhongkui is recovering from his injuries?"

The queen said: "Thank you for your trouble, fellow Taoist monks, it's no big deal."

The Supreme Elder of Jiuyi Mountain looked at the Dharma Ark from a distance and said slowly: "In this battle, Pei Ling is challenging Master Su Zhentian."
Chapter completed!