The Transcendent Immortal

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Everyone in the square looked at each other horrifiedly, who would dare to fight against the ancient gods? The Ling family and Wan Gufeng couldn't help but applaud, this time Xiao Chen was dead!

Murong Xian'er stomped his feet anxiously: "Winning by magic weapon is a hero! Cowards! All the people of your Zuoqiu family are cowards!"

The blue luan and Zi Yun'er saw that the Lord was in danger. The two stared at each other, and instantly turned into a blue and purple light. They rushed towards the cloud platform. Unexpectedly, they just rushed into the air. It was Situ Bei's cold voice: "While the two are decisive, can someone else intervene?"

The two sisters had profound strength, spit out a bit of blood and fell down at the same time. Ten people on the ground quickly caught them. Qingluan urgently said: "Go to the Savior!"

The other ten people of Anxiang Float no longer care about so much, and rushed to the cloud platform. The east head Gaotai Situ North snorted coldly, hitting with a palm, shaking the sky and screaming away, how could the power of silence be idle, Ten people were in the palm of their hands, and they all fell down.

The face of Zuo Qiuyang on the cloud platform was more and more distorted, and he smiled and said: "Dead, Xiao Chen! I already have Zuo Qiuyang in this world, and I should not have you again! I am the first young man in Zifu !go to hell!"

"Amitabha……"

At this moment, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded in the square below, but he was the Master of the Great Master of Wuyin Temple. I saw him holding a Zen stick in his left hand, and placed his palm on his chest with his right hand. Named Qiqiu. The three realms lived for a long time like a house of fire, and all people are suffering, who is safe? It is the suffering of all demands, and the pleasure of no demand. Shanzaishanzai. "

Next to Monk Xugu folded his hands and nodded: "The disciples understand."

Looking at the gimbal again, Xiao Chen was forced to step by step. Under the power of Haotian Tower, he had no resistance at all. Suddenly he gritted his teeth: "Do you have a magic weapon, does Xiaomou have it!"

After all, he sacrificed two strings of Fu Xiqin from Yuan Ding, and the two strings immediately became a real Fuxi Qin. Except for the Gong string and Shao Gong two strings, the rest of the strings were translucent. .

But seeing the body of the piano is full of brilliance, and the carvings are complicated. With his finger pulling on the strings of the Shao Gong, the situation changed dramatically, and the sky and the sky were covered by the sky, and he was reflected like a **** in a moment. watch intently.

The entire Yutai Mountain was also suddenly filled with a magnificent ancient divine power, and everyone changed their colors: "It is an ancient ancient piano!"

The three elders on the high table were also surprised: "The strings of Fu Xiqin! He really has Fu Xiqin strings in his hands!" It was just unexpected that Xiao Chen could exert Fu Xiqin's magical power to this point.

"It's not just two strings! I don't believe you can turn the sky!" The blue muscles on Zuoqiuyang's face burst out, screamed, and accelerated the spell, causing Haotian Tower to quickly cover Xiao Chen.

"Then give it a try!"

At this moment, Fuxiqin's magical power was full, and not only the Yuntai oscillated, but the entire Yutai Mountain also oscillated. Many houses that had been in disrepair were collapsing, and the square was filled with smoke for a while. Feeling bad, they evacuated in advance.

With the sound of a piano, all the dust was dispersed, and the clouds in a hundred miles were also scattered. I saw a colorful divine light shot from the Fuxi Qin, hit the Haotian Tower, banged with a loud noise, and the sky rose A glare of glare made the eyes open.

The entire Yutai Mountain trembles even more, as if the sky is falling apart, and then I saw a sky of fire turned into a sea of ​​fire. The Haotian Tower cracked and broke into countless debris and fell down. Zuo Qiuyang could n’t believe the scene in front of him. The real person Feng Lan was dumbfounded as if falling into a nightmare.

There is a real fire in San Hao Pagoda. At this moment, the real fire falls down, but everything that touches the real fire is burned into coke in a flash. Some people who have no time to escape from the repair are burned directly by the real fire. There is no bone.

A dozen Daomeng elders and elders from various factions saw the situation, and immediately joined forces to support the enchantment and resist the sacred real fire that was falling from high altitude, and the crowd quickly evacuated.

The entire square was empty for a moment, leaving only the ground covered with debris and burning fires. The air was filled with a burning smell, and on the cloud platform, Xiao Chen's face was pale and suddenly opened again. With the strings, this time it was aimed at Zuo Qiuyang.

"Since you want me to die, leave you alone!"

Drink it, and suddenly loosen the strings, a colorful divine light rushed towards the dumbfounded Zuoqiuyang, unable to escape, unable to stop, this moment Zuoqiuyang felt the real meaning of death.

At this moment, a white light flashed by, and Zuo Qiuyang disappeared in place, but Feng Lan rescued him back in a hurry.

Feng Lan lived on the high platform, glaring at Qing Chen, and said coldly, "The disciples under your door, good skills, so majestic!"

Qingchen real person twisted his beard without saying a word, and Taiyi, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said: "The disciples under your door are not bad at all. It was Babaohaotian Tower just now."

At this time, a senior elder persuaded: "Ah, the two younger brothers don't fight anymore, I haven't expected this matter."

Situ Bei suddenly said coldly: "Is that man called Xiao Chen?"

Su Yue sneered: "Senior Senior Stuart remembered this time?"

"Remember!" Situ Bei said coldly.

And many people below were still in shock. The battle just before, although it was not a worldly battle, was also an eye-opener. More importantly, the ancient shrine in Xiao Chen ’s hands was deeply shocked. They, fearing that they are cultivators of the Death Realm, can't they live under that string?

Three days passed quickly, and Xiao Chen ’s holding the Taikoo Qinqin shattered the Eight Treasure Haotian Tower spread throughout the Tianyuan City, and Zuo Qiuyang returned to Tianlanzong to retreat and practice, vowing that he would never die until he died Exit.

The Yutai Mountain side originally set the first peak match three days later, but because of the damage to the Yuntai and the square, it was changed to seven days later.

The day was sunny and the sky was cloudless. Murong Xian'er was entangled with Xiao Chen and had to go to the city to play. So he called Shangyu Yifeng and others and went to the mountain town together.

In the early spring of February, although there were many places on the Yutai Mountain covered with snow, it was already spring and Jingmei in Tianyuan City. However, seeing Liu Shu flowers on both sides of the street, pedestrians were standing next to each other, mostly young men and women.

Several people walked on the shore of the lake, tender willows brushed their shoulders on the shore, the water reflected slightly in the water, and in the distance there were many people boating in the lake, rippling ripples. Murong Xian'er jumped all the way, but the butterflies in the flowers were not frightened and flew around her.

Yu Yifeng looked at the lake and mountains in the distance and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that it's too short for me to end up in a human environment without the noise of cars and horses."

Indeed, strolling by the river, riding under the willow, and rowing in the lake, these are the lives of mortals, who admire those who cultivate immortals, but those who do not know how to admire the peaceful life of mortals.

As long as Xiao Chen thought about the spread of the evil spirits over Qianfeng Mountain, he could not find a clue about everything thousands of years ago. Even if the landscape is pleasant at the moment, he couldn't help worrying.

When the twilight faded, several people returned to Yutai Mountain. This day was the most pleasant day for Xiao Chen recently. The time has passed three days. This day is the first peak race. The rules are very simple. The six promoted people will be on the stage at the same time, and the winner will be the last one on the stage, and the Daomeng League will give rewards.

On this day, the square was full of people again. There were more spectator seats on both sides of the north and south. Those who could sit on were some middle-aged people, and more than a dozen Daomeng elders also strengthened the gimbal and formation. The last situation is not allowed to appear again.

In the eyes of everyone, the red of the Xianmen was the first to reach the cloud platform, followed by Yang Shaochen of the Yang family. Su Zimu stood beside Su Yue and said softly, "Aunt, I'm gone." At one point, the right hand held the folding fan, the left hand was on the back, and the volley went to the cloud platform. The elegant posture suddenly caused countless girls below to scream.

Xiao Chen patted Murong Xian'er's shoulder, and then nodded to Yu Yifeng and others, and flew to the cloud platform.

In the end, Xiaoyue landed slowly from the sky, her coat fluttering like a fairy, and immediately aroused the cheers of the men.

Since Huangfu abstained, the only winners in this competition are five. Although there are only five, these five are also first-class young strong men. Among them, who can win the championship? Su Zimu, the Su family of the first family in Nakasu? The unfathomable ancient immortal school descendant Xiaoyue? Or is it the mysterious young man Xiao Chen who has gained fame recently? Or is it a little red with twelve artificial veins?

There was endless discussion, and the ranking of the Tiangang list will be changed accordingly, and just as the Yutaishan people had the most exuberant talks, a thousand-year-old ancient temple Wuyin Temple in Dongzhou, under a town demon tower, had a change: " Demon? Demon? "