All the masters around the lake are paying attention, and everyone finds it incredible. It seems a bit unreasonable that the 57 people of Shenwu Sect beat one of them.

"The three disciples of Sunset City are two men and one woman, two are at the sixth level of soul martial arts, one is at the fifth level of soul martial arts, and the one who takes action is the fifth level of soul martial arts..."

"The weakest one takes action, isn't this asking for death? Shenwu Sect is embarrassed to bully one of them for fifty-seven people."

On the side of Sunset City, Mu Hua cursed: "Shenwu Sect is famous for being shameless and has long been shameless. Or I, the disciples of Sunset City, have the backbone and beat fifty-seven of them by one."

Han Zhen praised: "What he said is that even though he knows he loses, he will never retreat! This is a good man."

Xu Shaohong said disdainfully: "That's how pigs die, idiot."

Yang Zhenghong asked: "Later, how did you find out that the disciples of Shenwu Sect were carrying the Seven Evil Palm?"

This is a big doubt that many people can't understand.

"That battle shocked the audience and shocked everyone. The disciple of Sunset City killed all 57 masters of the Shenwu Sect with his own strength, and finally even used the Seven Evil Palm Palm, but unfortunately he was defeated."

"What! You said..."

Yang Zhenghong was shocked and could not believe the result.

Ding Zimo and Xu Shaohong both roared angrily: "Impossible! You're talking nonsense!"

The masters of Sunset City were also shocked, the news was so shocking.

The masters of the Tiansheng Temple, the Tianlei Saint Sect, the Tianhuo Sect, the Shanhe League and other masters were all shocked, and the cultivators from other sects were also unbelievable. This was simply a fantasy.

Xiao Lingfeng looked excited and asked, "What's the name of that disciple?"

"His name is Cheng Lingyu!"

"What!"

This time it was Mu Hua's turn to scream.

"Okay, that's great! I knew Junior Brother Cheng would not die. He did a pretty job."

The masters of Sunset City were all very excited. Cheng Lingyu is a celebrity of Sunset City. He is a prominent figure in the friendly match of Feixingling, which has attracted attention from all parties.

Pan Hong said excitedly: "Good look, I finally let out a sigh of anger for us."

Some cultivator questioned: "The fifty-seven disciples of the Shenwu Sect are all at the first level of the soul martial arts, right?"

"It is basically the seventh level of soul martial arts, and the weakest is also the sixth level of soul martial arts. Cheng Lingyu's combat power is shocking. He had killed ten masters of soul martial arts in public before, and then waited for the Shenwu Sect to come to the door, and killed them all in one fell swoop, without a single living!"

Yang Zhenghong asked: "Where is Cheng Lingyu at the moment?"

"He entered the internal area and is currently unknown."

Xiao Lingfeng laughed and said, "Okay, this is my good disciple in Sunset City. He uses the fifth level of Soul Martial Arts to kill the peak of Soul Martial Arts, surpassing his peers, and stunning for the ages."

Ding Zimo said angrily: "If he dares to come in, he will die!"

Xiao Lingfeng snorted: "If you want to kill him, you have to ask me first!"

Xu Shaohong said indifferently: "You can't live long, either."

In terms of overall strength, among these ancient ruins, the comprehensive strength of Shenwu Sect is several times higher than that of Sunset City. This is an indisputable fact.

Although Xiao Lingfeng refused to admit defeat, he felt helpless.

Shui Yingyue listened quietly, and had a slight impression of Cheng Lingyu and became more curious.

The Water Moon Palace is still shining with bright light, and the runes fluctuate, releasing a special temptation.

After being shocked, the masters of various sects recovered quickly, and continued to pay attention to the movements of the Shuiyue Palace and thought about how to get in.

At this time, Cheng Lingyu was concentrating on practicing in the special terrain of the Nine Dragons' Pearl, and comprehending the magical powers and skills of the ten immortal souls.

Many supernatural powers are difficult to comprehend and master because of his insufficient cultivation level, but he does not give up.

His origin technique is very mysterious. With the help of the mysterious grass, combined with the accumulation of what he has learned, he has an indescribable enlightenment in this magical terrain of the Kowloon's Pearl.

The ancient formation where Cheng Lingyu sat down was mysterious and unparalleled. The scroll on his head hanged from thousands of golden lights. There seemed to be some connection between the two, opening up a special cause and condition.

As the saying goes, the right time, place and people are harmonious. Cheng Lingyu has taken advantage of the three, and his own characteristics have begun a path of taking off and rising.

Nie Jiaolong and Tian Feng are both practicing. After taking the spiritual medicine, their cultivation has increased greatly. They are currently attacking the seventh level of Soul Martial Arts with all their strength and want to enter this final stage.

In the deep mountains, there is no silence and serene, and no demons or beasts can be seen.

A figure that appeared in the void sealed a world and isolated the breath from leaking. This is also a special protection.

In the afternoon, a head suddenly appeared in the stream of the mountain stream. It was a white turtle with a flower on its back. It was looking at the top of the mountain. There was a bright golden light, and a figure that appeared proudly standing in the void, staring into the distance.

The white turtle looked at the figure with a very gentle look. He jumped gently onto a stone and looked at it motionlessly.

Thousands of miles away, the Three Saints Palaces burst out with dazzling light at the same time. Above each palace, there was a phantom that was invisible to the naked eye, standing between the sky and the earth, releasing silent fluctuations.

The three phantoms are very strange, and even masters in the blood martial arts realm are difficult to detect.

The phantoms all faced the same direction, and it was the place where Cheng Lingyu was located, and it seemed that he had sensed something.

With the emergence of the Three Holy Palaces, the nearby monks increased their strength to attack and pass through the barriers. Although they failed again and again, no one stopped.

Everyone felt that the time had not come, so they were waiting quietly.

But no one expected that this wait would take half a month, and everyone's hearts were chilled.

During this period, the divine lights of the land where the Nine Dragons seized the pearl soared into the sky. A series of glows connected the nine peaks with the largest peak in the middle, forming a circle, releasing the fluctuations that shocked the heavens, but were sealed by the illusory figure in the air.

Thousands of monks in the ancient ruins did not notice it, but the phantom above the Three Holy Palace produced obvious fluctuations and showed signs of manifestation.

That afternoon, a faint phantom appeared above Ziyun Palace, and it was immediately noticed.

"Look, what is that?"

"It seems like a phantom is transmitted. It looks a bit like a woman. Could it be the Ziyun Fairy back then?"

The owner of Ziyun Palace was the second level of the Holy Martial Arts and was known as Ziyun Fairy. He was extremely charming and famous all over the world.

"The fairy appears, probably because this Ziyun Palace is about to appear, everyone is ready."

For a moment, all the experts nearby became excited and nervous.

I stayed for a month and finally waited for this day.

The phantom appeared in Chixia Palace and Shuiyue Palace, which alarmed all the masters.

Because the three saints and four saints have arranged personnel in the three palaces, the news about the three palaces is always conveyed, and I understand that the final moment is coming.

At dusk, outside the Water Moon Palace, the water reflects the moon standing in the wind, like a fairy in Lingbo. At the moment of night, the whole person floated up, took mysterious steps, passed through the defense outside the Water Moon Palace, and entered the Water Moon Palace.

At that moment, the four sides were shaking and everyone was paying close attention.

Just after Shui Yingyue entered Shui Yue Palace, the phantom in the air suddenly became real, revealing a character with outstanding looks. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he had a peerless temperament.

"The secret of the Water Moon Palace is about to appear, everyone will fight."

For the sake of the saint's inheritance, no one can sit still at this time.

Whether it was the Three Saints and Four Awesome, or the masters of other sects, they all began to rush in desperately.

As the phantom became real, the defense outside the palace began to weaken, which made everyone more sure that the time was coming.

After Shui Yingyue entered the Shui Yue Palace, the scene in front of her was different from what she imagined.

This was the residence of Fairy Shuiyue back then. It was completely preserved and had all kinds of supplies. It was simple and elegant, with an antique smell.

The first floor is the main hall, the second floor is the boudoir of Fairy Shuiyue back then, and the third floor is the observation deck.

The hall is relatively simple and has a simple display of objects, all of which are commonly used.

In the hall, there was a corpse. It was a woman. She was the lucky one who had missed her place before, but unfortunately she had died here long ago.

Shui Yingyue was wearing a veil, her eyes were clear and bright, and she showed a hint of vigilance, and she walked into the hall carefully.

Looking around, the water reflects the moon was attracted by a screen, with a painting and an inscription on it.

Shui Yingyue came to the screen and carefully looked at the people and things painted on the screen.

The painting is a lotus pond with lotus leaves and lotus flowers like dreams. A slender figure stands beside the lotus pond, watching the moonlight of the lotus pond.

The figure turned his back to the audience, leaving only a back on the painting, but it was lifelike and exuded with spiritual charm.

"Will it be her who painted?"

Shui Yingyue whispered to herself softly, her eyes turning from clear to hazy.

"The wind of time, the moon is empty, the moon is in the lotus pond, the moon is in the mirror and flower dreams. The green leaves and lotus flowers are red, the stars and moon meet each other for a lifetime."

This is the inscription on the screen, which should describe the story between the Saint Xuanxing and Fairy Shuiyue.

Water Moon stared at him for a long time and said to himself: "Mirror flowers, water and moon, stars and moons fall red. When the mysterious star, water and moon meet, it will be better than countless people in the world."

The faint tone is a bit touching, as if this ancient legend that has lasted for thousands of years is not as enviable as imagined.

In the hall, the faint wind is on its own, and there is a faint picture flowing, in retro.

Shui Yingyue walked around and went up to the second floor. This was the boudoir of Fairy Shui Yue back then. It was decorated very elegantly and had all kinds of supplies, but it exuded an indescribable charm.

Shui Yingyue frowned slightly, and she faintly noticed something, and she stood at the door without moving.

A moment later, Shui Yingyue came to the viewing platform on the third floor and temporarily avoided the second floor.

Climb up and look into the distance, and the scenery is all collected, giving people a feeling of relaxation and joy.

On the third floor of Shuiyue Palace, there is a rectangular jade stone with spiritual patterns on it, shining with dazzling light. Various runes are unpredictable and contain great supernatural powers.

This piece of jade is like a bed, with traces of someone lying through it.

Shui Yingyue's eyes were blurred and she saw an illusory and confused figure, either sitting cross-legged on the jade or lying flat in it, her manner was peaceful, as if she was comprehension.
Chapter completed!