Pei Ling's voice was very calm, without any hint of threat or anger.

If it were in the past, all the elders and ancestors of the nine major sects present would be unruly and rebellious. Even if he was the holy son of the Chongming Sect, no one would take his words to heart. .

But now, with four consecutive victories, the name "Sword Demon" has been completely spread among the five sects of the Righteous Path.

Although he is a junior, in terms of status, he is already on par with many long-established time-honored brands, Hedao, or even better!

Any actions he makes cannot be taken lightly in the eyes of the Five Righteous Sects.

And compared to the five sects of the righteous path, the Demon Sect, which is more predatory than the weak, is even less of a problem!

Therefore, as soon as Pei Ling finished speaking, Wuchouzi and other monks from Wushi Villa immediately said: "Since the Immortal Emperor has spoken, I am an immortal from the upper realm, so I should do my best."

The gray-robed monks in the Reincarnation Tower did not speak, but they did not continue to stir up trouble. They all fell silent.

The Supreme Protectors of the Tiansheng Sect smiled slightly, and Ren Jiao, the leader, said slowly: "We give Shengzi Pei some face, and we will not care about the false Taoists today.

The righteous party looked at the three demon gates coldly and did not continue to sneer.

The entire world quickly fell into a deathly silence.

Above the sky, powerful auras are flourishing, each occupying one side. The land that was originally full of traps, plagues, miasma, curses... is now filled with sword energy, bright lights, and Yin energy flowing, making it cold and vast, becoming increasingly complex.

In the long wind and vastness, time passed bit by bit.

When the three hours were approaching, a figure appeared in the sky. His big sleeves were bulging in the wind, his eyes were warm and peaceful. He was holding a fly whisk in one hand and holding a tiny hill in the other hand. He was stepping into the void and walking step by step.

Every time he took a step, his light green Taoist robes fluttered, and he suddenly passed through multiple spaces and advanced a lot.

Its aura is surging, vast and majestic, no less than the previous Tie Xiong Tuo in Yanxi City!

The pinnacle of Hedao!

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the mountain owner.

In the huge dharma boat, Pei Ling, who was sitting high on the top floor, also frowned slightly.

The mountain master of Jiuyi Mountain...must have used some method similar to Tiexiongban, but I don't know what the price the mountain master paid...

Thinking of this, he immediately sent a message to Shi Nanzi: "You can ride the Dharma boat and stay away from this place."

Shi Nanzi responded via message: "Yes!

The next moment, Pei Ling's body swayed and he had escaped from the boat and appeared in the void, facing the mountain master who was standing in the air.

Behind him, the runes all over the huge dharma boat were brightly lit, and countless formation patterns gradually lit up, and it quickly flew away into the distance.

The mountain master looked calm, looked at Pei Ling, and said in a gentle voice: "Tao Wendu, the current master of Jiuyi Mountain, has come to challenge us."

"I wonder if you are ready?"

Pei Ling nodded and said, "It's ready."

Hearing this, all the monks watching the battle retreated away.

In the entire world, only Tao Wendu and Pei Ling were left in an instant.

Pei Ling said calmly: "Please!"

Tao Wendu nodded slightly, swept the dust in his hand, and three thousand silver threads suddenly surged, like a majestic waterfall, all over the sky in an instant, sweeping towards Pei Ling.

Pei Ling subconsciously wanted to draw the sword, but when he thought of "seeing blood when taking it out of the sheath", his hand stopped immediately.

The next moment, he said in a cold voice: "Everyone!"

High in the sky, countless black flying swords with simple styles immediately appeared, all with majestic and fierce auras. This was the replica of the ancestral sword of the Han An Sword Sect!

The densely packed ancestral swords surged like a river, roaring and slashing towards the silver thread.

The sword intent penetrates the sky, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the destructive and sharp intention fills the entire world.

Swish, brush, brush...

All the silver threads attacking Pei Ling were easily cut off by the ancestral sword.

Like a horizontal sword breaking a waterfall, the silver threads surged like giant waves and cracked under the blade.

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling thought, and countless dark red lines appeared all over his body. After all the lines appeared, they quickly rushed towards his back.

Soon, thick darkness appeared, and the incarnation of Mo Lilan stepped out of the darkness, with a black robe covering her body and black hair.

She didn't hesitate at all. After she appeared, she immediately started to cast out a series of magic spells with a simple aura.

[The Mist of the Underworld] began to spread from its entire body, like ink dripping from clear water, and layers of twilight quickly emerged from the original daytime.

Pei Ling looked at the overwhelming silver threads, his expression unmoving.

No matter what tricks the mountain master has in his sleeve, he can determine the outcome by using the magic of [Ming Tian Da Meng]!

At this time, the mountain master looked at the scene in front of him with a dull expression, without any surprise. He immediately held out the tiny hill in his hand, and at the same time created a simple magic formula in his hand.

The tiny hill immediately flew into the air and then quickly grew in size.

In the blink of an eye, [Mountain in the Palm] has become towering and majestic, spanning thousands of miles, truly covering the sky and the sun, and covering the entire world!

The huge mountain smashed down on Pei Ling's head!

Pei Ling immediately felt an extremely huge suction force coming from the mountains, and his body began to rush towards the mountains uncontrollably!

His expression remained unchanged, and he immediately controlled the replica of his ancestral sword and slashed towards the mountain.

Swish, brush, brush….

Sparks splashed like a shower, and amidst the dense clash of gold and iron, the mountain was immediately cut with deep sword marks. However, compared to the majestic mountain, these sword marks were not even skin wounds, they were insignificant.

At the same time, Pei Ling immediately felt that all the replicas of the ancestral sword that had cut into the mountains had lost contact with him.

The mountains fell faster and faster, and the majestic wind roared in my ears. The huge impact caused the originally solid ground below to ripple in circles like water waves.

Rocks, sand, water, vegetation, curses, plagues, sword intent, sword energy, traps, ghosts... everything was turned into ashes in front of this vast distance and shattered inch by inch in all directions.

Pei Ling's black hair and robe sleeves were all dancing, and the strong wind blowing against his face was as sharp as a blade.

In the blink of an eye, the sword marks that were cut on the mountain were restored to their original appearance, as if they had never existed.

Seeing that the mountain was about to hit him, Pei Ling said with a cold voice, "Reverse!"

[Mountain in the Palm]'s downward trend stopped instantly, but this was Jiuyi Mountain's sect-suppressing magic weapon, and it had no intention of retreating.

However, what Pei Ling wants right now is just time!

He immediately turned from defense to offense and said in a cold voice: "Curse!"

The powerful curse came instantly, filling the world instantly.

Large areas of ulcers immediately appeared on Tao Wendu's body, and above the wounds, vicious faces the size of fingernails quickly appeared and spread.

As the magic formula changes in his hand, an awe-inspiring air immediately rises from behind, pure and clear, filled with a sense of peace and tranquility, like a clear spring in a deep mountain, the first snowfall in winter, sweet and clear.

In the blink of an eye, everyone's faces disappeared into smoke, and their rotting bodies returned to normal.
Chapter completed!