Chapter 1333 The Third Battle. (Second Update! Please Subscribe!)

The head teacher 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-opened 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 under the waterfall and beside the deep pool.

However, on this cluster of flower branches, there are still golden strands that are difficult to distinguish unless you look carefully, inlaid in them. With the change of the light source, the stars are refracted, making it more luxurious and graceful.

The head teacher signaled Yan Minghua to come forward to catch him, and said calmly, "In three days, I will fight Pei Ling as a teacher."

"If you win as a teacher, it would be great."

"If you lose, you will take this Shenhui wood and ascend to the position of head teacher."

"You have already reached the mid-stage of transformation. Although there is still a long way to go before returning to the void, with your background and talent, it probably won't take too long."

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

Yan Minghua was startled when he heard the words, and immediately understood the meaning of the master, and hurriedly said: "Master, don't do this! Although Pei Ling is the holy son of the Chongming sect, he is kind-hearted and will never kill, and the master will never kill you." Something will happen..."

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

"After becoming the head teacher, everything should be pure and innocent, and you must not be arrogant!"

"Don't fall into the reputation of my Suzhen Tianwanshi Foundation!"

After saying that, with a thought in the teacher's mind, a gentle force lifted the Shenhui wood and sent it into Yan Minghua's hands. Then with a wave of his hand, the space changed instantly, and Yan Minghua had already been sent out of the White Jade Pavilion.

After finishing all this, the head teacher slowly closed his eyes.

In fact, what Minghua said just now was not wrong. The decisive battle between Pei Ling and the generation of emperors of the Zhongkui family did not kill the killer.

But that was the Emperor Kui's unpreparedness!

And the next battle is the same as that of Iron City Lord...

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

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a day later.

Xiji Market.

There are thousands of miles of desolate and uninhabited people, the sky is pale, and several clouds and mountains are clustered among them. A huge Dharma boat is quietly suspended in the air.

In the distance, there is a hazy mist, and there are no traces of birds and beasts.

Suddenly, a ray of light pierced the sky, from far to near, quickly approaching the Fazhou.

As soon as the visitor arrived near the Dharma boat, the ghosts wandered away slightly, and the protective formation immediately opened.

It escaped into the Dharma boat like a wisp of smoke, and after landing, it showed a figure, charming and charming, looking forward to brilliance, just like the flower who went to Suzhentian to send the letter of war.

Hua Yuran quickly used the water mirror technique, rearranged her appearance in front of the mirror, and deliberately loosened her tight hair a little, showing a coquettish state, and then went upstairs, to the top cabin, like a Huang Ying said softly, "Master..."

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

She walked right into it.

Pei Ling looked calm and took the throne alone.

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

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

Hua Yuran rolled her eyes, bit her vermilion lips lightly, and said: "Su Zhentian is in charge of teaching, and the time is set in two days."

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

Pei Ling nodded: "I see, you can go down."

Hua Yuran's eyes showed disappointment, but she didn't continue to entangle, but obediently saluted: "Yes, master!"

After she left, only Pei Ling was left in the cabin, and she groaned slightly.

The last time I challenged the city lord of Yanxi City, the city lord used the [Seven Kills Misfortune Banner], his cultivation reached the peak of the Dao, and he was able to control the seven laws. !

This time to challenge Su Zhentian, even if the other party uses a similar method to raise his cultivation to the peak of He Dao, as long as he does not cross the tribulation, he will not be afraid at all!

However, the background of the nine sects should never be underestimated!

In the third gate of Yousu Tomb, he has already fought against many of the nine major sects, but no matter whether it is the Emperor Zhongkui in the first battle or the Tiecheng Lord in the second battle, he has at least one method , which he had never seen before.

This third battle is probably the same...

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

At that time, after crossing the robbery, there will be no means to threaten him!

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

... Sunrise and sunset, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Xiji Ruins remained desolate, except for some sane snakes and insects, no living creatures appeared.

The huge dharma boat hangs high in the sky, and the flowing clouds and emerald haze circle around, as if walking through the stormy waves.

Suddenly, some distance away from the Dharma boat, a spatial rift opened, and an old man in a green shirt and straw sandals walked out of it. He had a gray beard and hair, and he was holding a wooden stick. When his wide sleeves fluttered, he looked like a fairy.

The Elder Taishang of Jiuyi Mountain glanced at Fa Zhou who was still in mid-air, and his expression was extremely solemn.

When this Holy Son of Chongming Sect, when he first heard about the other party's name, he had the impression that he was just a rising star of the demon sect who acted recklessly, and he was famous all over the world because of his absurd deeds with Si Hong.

But in the blink of an eye, in just a few years, he has become full-fledged, his cultivation level far exceeds that of his peers, and he has become a veritable giant of the magic sect!

Even those of the older generation feel threatened.

Just as he was thinking, not far away, a piercing sword light flashed across, revealing a vigorous posture in red clothes and leather belts.

His long hair is disheveled, his temperament is stern, his whole body is full of strong sword intent, his sword eyebrows are starry eyes, his sword looks like a sharp knife out of its sheath, and the sword light that is as cold as autumn water shines in the bottom of his eyes, but it is the sword cultivator of the cold dark sword sect.

The Elder Taishang of Jiuyi Mountain came back to his senses, exchanged a glance with Jianxiu, and nodded slightly to each other as a greeting, and immediately stared at the dharma boat in suspension.

The magic boat's protective formation was running, and the ghosts roared and wandered away, with a strong corpse aura, exuding a cold and sinister aura, but it seemed that they hadn't sensed anyone coming from the outside world, and there was no movement.

After a while, the phoenix chariot came galloping from the void in the distance, while the beaded curtains were shaking, the figure in the phoenix crown and Zhai Yi sat still, dignified and graceful.

It was the empress of the Liugai Dynasty.

Immediately afterwards, a huge halberd pierced the sky, and as the void shook, a sassy female cultivator with short hair and soft armor walked out, but it was the elder of Yanxi City who was very inspiring.

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

The Elder of Nine Yi Mountain Taishang said sadly: "The last time I saw a fellow Taoist, I was a guest in Yanxi City. I still remember the scene of drinking and talking with Lord Tiecheng, but I don't want to... Sigh!"

Empress Liu Gree said in a deep voice: "Senior Wen Ren, please mourn."

Jian Xiu said succinctly: "My condolences."

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

"The iron city master died defending the way, but his will will last forever. Yanxi City will not be depressed because of this."

"We will inherit his behest, continue to climb the road, and support the eternal foundation of Yanxi City."

After saying that, she looked at Empress Liuyu, "I don't know how fellow Taoist Zhongkui is recovering from his injuries?"

The queen said: "It's not a big problem if there are Lao Wenren Taoist friends bothering."

The Elder of Nine Yi Mountain looked at Fa Zhou from a distance, and said slowly: "In this battle, Pei Ling is challenging Su Zhentian."

"Whether he is the one in the Eternal Night Desert or not depends on how this battle goes!"

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