Chapter 132 [The leader’s crisis trump card appears]
Peng Yue tightened the Taoist robe tightly. This was a luxurious purple Taoist robe. It was not only a simple Taoist robe, but also a quasi-grade magic weapon, which allowed him to slightly resist even when facing the supreme early stage powerhouse. For a while, it is also a symbol of the leader's supreme status.
He was actually quite nervous at this moment. After all, it was the first time he appeared as a leader in front of the invited sect leaders. In terms of strength, he was slightly inferior to several leaders. In terms of reputation, he was also slightly inferior. Fortunately, in terms of sect, he was quite nervous. In terms of strength, Tianmu Sect is still the strongest at present, but will it be the same in the future? Peng Yue felt bitter in his heart.
After ascending to the position of leader, he realized how much pressure he needed to bear.
The entire sect is tied to him. If he makes a mistake or fails rashly, it will bring unimaginable disaster to the sect. Therefore, the general leader will never take action easily, unless it is a matter of life and death for the sect.
"I don't know if he will come. I haven't replied yet." Peng Yue sighed. Linghu Qiu's funeral officially ended yesterday. Today is the day of the ceremony for him to officially take over as the leader. There can be no mistakes, otherwise...
While he was deep in thought and struggling, a voice interrupted his thoughts. It was Cao Rui, the newly appointed law enforcement elder and his confidant general.
The Law Enforcement Hall's position in the sect was very important, and he naturally wanted to hold it in his hands. After resigning, he used the actual power of the sect leader to place Cao Rui in it. Although it also aroused criticism from some elders, no one would At this time, he touched his brow.
Cao Rui is not weak, he is born in the late stage, and he is young. He is less than 200 years old and has at least a hundred years of life left. As long as he can break through within a hundred years, his life span can be extended to 500 years.
"Master, the ceremony is ready, the time has come." Cao Rui is wearing a black Taoist robe, with long sleeves still white. He is tall and has three-dimensional features on his face, especially the bridge of his nose, which is as straight as a long sword, with a slightly mean expression. The lip line gives him a majestic and cold look, which is very consistent with the temperament of a law enforcement elder.
"Well, let's go." Peng Yue stood up and put away all the weakness in his heart. At this moment, he knew a simple truth.
If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight!
As he walked out of the inner room, the core elders and disciples of the sect were already waiting outside. According to the importance of status and identity, the elders and disciples followed him to the sect hall in turn.
There are hundreds of people in the main hall to watch the ceremony. In addition, there are hundreds of sect guards. These guards are all elites in the sect. They are disciples of the inner sect and have innate strength. They can easily take out hundreds of innate monks. Capital still made many heads who came to watch the ceremony feel pressured.
Some of them, as the head of the sect, are only at the innate level of strength. Only a few disciples in the sect can reach the innate level. The rest are acquired. The total number of people is only in the hundreds or hundreds, which is incomparable with the Tianmu Sect.
However, there are also several powerful sect leaders who are standing together at this moment, watching with cold eyes, and sometimes whispering to each other.
A burst of solemn music sounded, and the whispers in the hall suddenly disappeared. Several people stopped talking and looked up.
A pair of young men and women, the girl is Ximen Yue, dressed like a fairy at the moment, holding a banana fan and following Peng Yue. The young man next to her has red lips and white teeth, and is not inferior to her in terms of appearance. He is the beloved disciple of another elder. He is a few years older than Ximen Yue and his name is Chun Yujia.
Then there are the four elders, namely the top-ranked law enforcement elder Cao Rui, Lingshi elder Xie Yunhua, internal affairs elder Miao Chengfeng, and foreign affairs elder Lin Wen.
Then there are the twelve most outstanding direct disciples, two of whom are Ximen Yue and Chun Yujia. However, the two of them are serving as guardian boys today, so there are only ten of them at the moment. These people are all under a hundred years old and have great strength. They have all reached Xiantian, which is the hope for the future of the sect.
Finally, there are some representatives of the sect who have the best relationship with the Tianmu Sect or are affiliated. They are not necessarily the leaders, but they are all well-known figures. There are elders and disciples. There are about dozens of people, and there are several in each line. Ten people filed in in a mighty manner, accompanied by the solemn sound of the guqin, which made people envious.
Peng Yue came to the head of the sect and sat down slowly. The others behind him had returned to their seats and stood on both sides of him. The guests on the left were to show their dignity, and the disciples on the right were from the sect.
Law enforcement elder Cao Rui came out of the queue, and under the guidance of Peng Yue's eyes, he took out a shining scroll from his sleeve, walked to the front, unfolded it in front of everyone, and began to read the edict of succession in a melodious voice.
Compared with the succession of emperors in mortal dynasties on earth, the succession of monks in the spiritual world is much simpler, but without losing dignity and dignity.
This edict was written in Peng Yue's tone, and the general idea was to humbly express that he had no intention of inheriting the throne. However, the former sect leader Linghu Qiu unfortunately passed away. In order to prevent the sect from falling into crisis, he had no choice but to take office and accept the throne. system. He hopes that everyone in the sect can fully support him, and other sects can be friendly and harmonious, without causing trouble, and everyone can coexist peacefully.
In short, the edict's posture is not high and the requirements are not too high. It is also related to Peng Yue's own strength and reputation. If it is too high-profile, it will easily cause trouble.
After the reading is completed, according to the procedure, the monks of the sect must bow to express their surrender. The representatives of other sects on the right only need to express their friendly attitude appropriately and politely, such as bowing their hands and nodding.
Most people are like this, but something unexpected happened at this time.
Several representatives of the sect, who were supposed to have a normal relationship, now straightened their backs and looked arrogant.
Peng Yue, Cao Rui and others immediately noticed something unusual and felt something bad in their hearts.
The great elder of the Snow Spirit Sect, the white-robed Divine Ni Jingchen, was the first to speak with a sneer: "The poor nun's Snow Spirit Condor is still imprisoned in the Tianmu Sect's Spiritual Beast Garden. Can Master Peng return it this time?"
"Master Jingchen, such trivial matters are not worth discussing in the main hall. I will explain it to you in detail after the head ceremony." Miao Chengfeng, the elder of the internal affairs, immediately came out and said loudly.
"Hmph, that's nice to say. After all these years, you have taken my spirit beasts as your own, and I think this time it's the same. What about the others, haven't you been blackmailed by the Tianmu Sect's tyranny?" said the white-robed shrine. He is unwilling to accept mediation and feels like he wants to make things bigger.
Suddenly, several people started making trouble again, including the deputy gang leader of the Dragon King Gang, the four cave masters of the Nine Immortals Cave, the seven elders of the Jiuchen Palace... etc. In short, the atmosphere of the entire sect hall suddenly changed. It has to boil.
This atmosphere has also infected other small and medium-sized sects that were originally neutral and swaying. Although they did not participate in the trouble, they also set their sights on Peng Yue, Cao Rui and others, wanting to see if they could suppress this situation. , if they can't suppress it, they will consider looking elsewhere in the days to come.
Peng Yue's face was so gloomy that he could shed tears. What he was most worried about happened. Sure enough, an accident occurred on the day he took over.
"Everyone, please listen to me." Peng Yu had no choice but to speak.
Immediately, the hall became quiet again. After all, he was the master of a sect. Anyone who spoke at this time would be treated a little less favorably.
Peng Yue let out a breath, and then said calmly: "Although our sect is on the occasion of handover, we are by no means a person who can be manipulated by others. You are invited by me today to come to watch the ceremony. I am grateful. For some of the past There is discord in the sect, and I promise that we will resolve it based on facts and reasons, and will never rely on power to dominate others. I will make sure that you are convinced, how about it?"
After hearing this, many people thought it was more reasonable and nodded. Some people who did not want to cause trouble naturally stopped. However, more than ten people, mainly the white-clothed god nun and others, still seemed not to accept it.
"Since you are unwilling to accept my suggestion, please leave the hall first and wait outside. When the ceremony is over, I will negotiate with you, please!" A word of "please" came clearly with a sonorous sound. Everyone present, especially the white-clothed gods and nuns, trembled and their faces turned pale.
Although Peng Yue has not broken through to the Supreme Realm, he is already a rare opponent in the Innate Realm. At this moment, in the restrained anger, this voice is obviously aimed at them, making these people feel the blood in their bodies churning, and their spiritual power has become... It was raging, and even if he wanted to argue again, he couldn't open his mouth for a while.
Cao Rui winked at several palace guards, and immediately several inner disciples came to them with unkind expressions and invited them out.
The white-clothed divine nun and others looked flustered and moved slowly. Suddenly, several guards became impatient and started to push them forward.
Bang... Several huge movements were heard in succession, followed by screams. The guards who were pushing were knocked out and fell on the gilt carpet in the center of the hall. They were seriously injured in an instant, with blood overflowing and unable to get up. .
"Presumptuous!" Peng Yue shouted angrily, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely tense. Hundreds of guards immediately closed the door of the hall, and then a barrier opened, trapping everyone inside.
At the place where the incident happened just now, the white-clothed divine nun and others also suffered a vicious attack and fell into a pool of blood, dying.
An anonymous man wearing a black hood and robe stood in front of the crowd, seemingly indifferent to the severe situation around him.
"Who dares to commit murder here?" Cao Rui personally led a group of elders and disciples to surround this person. Peng Yue had not really ended up yet.
The man's shoulders shook slightly, and then a burst of laughter sounded, getting louder and louder, and finally turned into a smile looking up to the sky.
"Old thief Linghu is dead. How can you, the Tianmu Sect, have any face to continue to exist? Is it just you, Peng Yue?" This person had a strong voice, but what he said made people feel frightened. He dared to kill the former sect leader Linghu Qiu. Those called old thieves are most likely strong men of the same level.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Cao Rui could only speak to his scalp at this time, and then waved his hand, and everyone around him immediately followed him to attack this person.
Cao Rui opened his mouth and spit out a burst of fire, which quickly turned into a strange weapon. It turned out to be a phoenix bathed in fire, making a high-pitched cry.
The people around him activated their spiritual weapons one after another, releasing sword energy, sword energy, etc. Others whose weapons were not of sufficient quality used their most powerful spells. For a time, dozens of attacks were directed at this person in unison. People blasted past.
Hahaha……
There was another burst of laughter, and then everyone felt that this man took off his robe, and all his spiritual energy followed him as he danced his robe, turning into a ball of water and slapping around.
This turbulence was like an overturning river, and the entire hall was shaking violently, as if it was about to collapse under this person's turbulence.
Looking at the elders and disciples of the Tianmu Sect, they were all thrown away by the turmoil, and each of them had a mark similar to a whip on their chest or back.
The sound of vomiting blood continued, and the Tianmu Sect members who were knocked out could not withstand the blow. They were seriously injured and fell to the ground, just like the previous guards.
Only a few elders such as Cao Rui were able to barely block it by relying on their profound magic power and the treasures on their bodies. However, everyone understood that this person was definitely a genuine supreme powerhouse. A single move could already make people feel hopeless. .
A terrifying spiritual pressure spread out, covering the entire hall. Peng Yue's face turned from gloomy to pale. He knew that today's ceremony to take over as the leader was likely to become a mirror image.
Dozens of Tianmu Sect elites fell down. Although Cao Rui and the others could still fight, they were just mantises acting as chariots.
The other onlookers' sects retreated one after another, trying to stay away from this dispute. Since they were all taking refuge, it would be most appropriate to choose the winner.
Peng Yue stood up slowly, and several of his direct disciples, including Ximen Yue, tried to stop him.
"Let go. This person is looking for you as a teacher. There is no point in stopping you. Today's disaster will never let him cut off the inheritance of our Tianmu Sect. I will buy enough time for you later. You should leave here as soon as possible." , go and seek refuge with Master Ge Xian of Daoxiang Village, do you understand?" Peng Yue said to the disciples that among these people, he loved Ximen Yue the most and regarded him as his own son, so he had to plan for them.
"Master, why didn't you invite Zhenren Ge here? I know he has the strength and can defeat this person." Ximen Yue sobbed. She had seen the scene where Ge Xian and Linghu Qiu fought, and he must be the most powerful person. .
Peng Yue shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Master doesn't know. Unfortunately, he is prejudiced against us. He feels that we regard mortals as ants and don't care about the lives of those people. Therefore, he is unwilling to help. As a teacher, there is nothing we can do. Although I am willing Change for this, but I’m afraid there’s no chance.”
"Master, hold on, I will definitely bring him back." After saying that, Ximen Yue wiped away her tears, took out a cloak from the package, wrapped it up, and immediately disappeared.
At this time, the mysterious supreme strongman finally revealed his true appearance. He was a middle-aged man with gray hair and a thin face. His eyes were sharp. At this moment, the robe that he used as a weapon turned into a rare item. The aqua blue ruler magic weapon fell into his hand.
"Magic Ruler Sanren!" Someone immediately recognized him and called out his name, which instantly spread throughout the hall.
Peng Yue's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that the person who came to provoke him today was a feuding enemy.
When Linghu Qiu was growing up, he once had a senior fellow student from the same school. The two of them studied under a famous teacher. The senior brother was more talented and arrogant in character. He often humiliated and bullied Linghu Qiu.
With his talent, the senior brother is naturally more favored by the master and has a high chance of inheriting the mantle. Once his senior brother completely masters his master's techniques and skills, he may never be seen again.
For this reason, Linghu Qiu plotted against his senior brother and ordered his master to drive him out of the door. From then on, the two became life and death enemies.
However, he also paid a price for this. The conspiracy was discovered by the master and he was also expelled from the door. After that, he wandered around and became a disciple of other strong men. It was not until he was valued by a core elder of the Tianmu Sect that he accepted him as a disciple and gradually stood out.
For hundreds of years, the two have been fighting to the death. The senior brother is quite famous in the spiritual world with his unique magic ruler.
Decades ago, Linghu Qiu broke through to the Supreme Realm and forced the senior brother into a desperate situation. According to rumors, the other brother died.
I thought that the grudge between the two would disappear, but I didn't expect that the other party survived the disaster. After experiencing some adventures, he now broke through to the Supreme Realm and returned to take revenge. Unfortunately, Linghu Qiu passed away.
"He can't die, he can't die so easily. I have gone through so much suffering and torture, and he can only die in my hands..." Magic Ruler Sanren looked very painful at the moment, looking at everything around him, it seemed that there were He wanted to burn all traces of his mortal enemy Linghu Qiu.
Peng Yue cupped his hands and said: "My senior brother has passed away. I hope that my senior will be noble and put aside this grudge!"
"Bullshit! Why do you want me to put it down? Peng Yue, you and your senior brother have a good relationship. It just so happens that if he dies, then you will take his place." Magic Ruler Sanren's figure flickered, and it was dazzling for a moment. , everyone around Peng Yue flew out, and there was no one who could join him.
The magic ruler magic weapon in the opponent's hand is no small matter. When he takes action, it has the power of mountains and rivers.
Peng Yue's body was radiant at this moment, the master's robe released its power, and a faint spiritual pressure of a supreme power filled the air.
"Hey, could it be that he has also reached the Supreme Realm?"
"No way, hiding it so deeply?"
"No, no, this spiritual pressure is released from the robe on his body. It seems to be a quasi-earth grade magic weapon that Linghu Qiu refined during his lifetime."
"No wonder, there is indeed Linghu Qiu's spiritual pressure on it."
When Magic Ruler Sanren saw this, instead of being surprised, they felt happy.
"That's it, that's it. Now that you have his inheritance, I'm relieved." After saying that, the magic ruler in his hand once again turned into a ten-foot-long waterfall, flowing and causing waves of roaring sounds.
Peng Yue looked solemn, and while activating the power of his robe, he scanned the whole place, hoping to find the person who might come, but unfortunately... still not.
"Are you really so heartless? My Tianmu Sect is gone, how can those mortal villages be spared?" Peng Yue felt sad.
"Eat my move!" As Magic Ruler Sanren shouted angrily, the one-foot-long waterfall in his hand directly turned into a stream of water and hit it. The sound of collision continued in the air, which seemed very heavy.
Although it is water, it weighs more than 10,000 kilograms. It is like the ocean and can turn the mountains and the earth into the sea.
The power of the robe bloomed at this moment, and a shadow instantly expanded, forming the image of a Taoist ten feet high. If you look closely, you will find that he is almost the same as Linghu Qiu in life.
The figure stretched out a palm to block the attack, which immediately swept up and struck the shadow repeatedly, making a heavy sound.
The shadow trembled, as if it had been hit hard, but the shadow was not weak either. It pinched Pi Lian with one hand, and then opened its mouth and spit out the spiritual essence.
This purification instantly turned into countless colorful threads, stabbing towards the Magic Ruler Sanren. The opponent stretched out his hand and slapped it continuously, forming a powerful palm force. The palm force made the sound of the ocean tide, making everyone feel as if they were on the sea.
The Pi Lian in Xu Ying's hand continued to struggle and was still slapped on it. At the same time, Xu Ying also released dense colored line strikes towards Magic Ruler Sanren, which was vaguely regarded as a fight between two supreme powerhouses.
Peng Yue felt that his spiritual power was rapidly draining. In order to activate the power of this Yunshen robe, he could only expend his own spiritual power. At this moment, he could no longer take care of other concerns and could only deal with the enemy in front of him.
At the same time, he also secretly spread the word to the core disciples, asking them to prepare the secret teleportation array in the gate. Everyone should leave as soon as possible, but it would not be that fast for a while, so he could only try to hold this person back.
The other major sects watching the battle all felt that the Tianmu Sect was in danger this time, as they were unexpectedly approached by a feuding man, and he was also the most powerful man.
If Linghu Qiu is still there, he has nothing to fear. Unfortunately, for now, he can only pray whether the power of this robe can defeat this person.
Just when the core disciples of the Tianmu Sect were secretly retreating and preparing to activate the secret teleportation array, a figure came to the Tianmu Sect quietly and headed towards the sect's main hall.
This person hid his figure in a spiritual magic weapon, which turned into a rainbow light that was about an inch long, and also restrained his own aura, so no one noticed his arrival at this moment.
The atmosphere in the Tianmu Sect is a bit strange at the moment. It is very serious and the sect protection formation has been activated. However, most of the disciples and elders in the sect do not know yet and do not understand what is going on. Many people are even celebrating the new leader. took office.
"It's really sad. If you knew that their sect was in a critical moment of survival, would you still be able to laugh?" This person browsed around the mountain gate for a while, taking in the expressions and reactions of many people.
Arriving at the outskirts of the sect's main hall again, the rainbow light hesitated and disappeared instantly. About a moment later, it appeared in the main hall.
At this moment, he saw that Magic Ruler Sanren was gradually suppressing the power of the Yunshen robe with its powerful strength and gaining the upper hand.
After all, the magic weapon is a magic weapon, and it has not yet reached the earth-level level. If it is an earth-level magic weapon, then even the most powerful person must weigh his own strength.
It is a pity that the person who controls this robe is now burdened by this fierce battle. His energy and energy are consumed greatly. Even with the supplement of spiritual stones and elixirs, it seems that he is unable to do what he wants.
"Linghu Qiu, Linghu Qiu, today is a good day for my revenge. It doesn't matter if you die, I will slaughter all your fellow disciples and disciples. If you, Jiuyou, know this, you should feel pain, hahaha ..." Magic Ruler Sanren laughed loudly, and his long hair turned into a dazzling scarlet color. Double pupils appeared in his eyes, with blood and tears oozing out. Pi Lian, who was bound by the shadow, suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in Magic Ruler instantly. Sanren's wrists.
In the flash of brilliance, a pair of scarlet sharp weapons appeared in his hands, similar to weapons, exuding waves of hunger.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically because they felt the terrifying aura of demonic cultivators.
"It's a demon cultivator!" Suddenly, the leaders and sect representatives who came to watch the ceremony shouted in horror.
At this moment, on the left half of Magic Ruler Sanren's face, ancient and strange demon clan patterns appeared. This is unique to demon cultivators. All demon cultivators have different demon patterns.
"Yes, I was forced to escape from the Demon Realm alone back then. After nine deaths, I finally became a member of the Demon Realm. Today, none of you can even think of escaping - Demon Soul Eater - Get out!" As he looked up to the sky, Letting out a roar, a purple thunderbolt suddenly burst out from it, about to break the barrier.
Peng Yue and others' faces were gloomy, and they felt the despair in a desperate situation.
However, at this time, the same wave of vitality that was not weak or even stronger came. The vitality within a hundred miles of the Tianmu Sect began to condense at an alarming speed. As this purple-black lightning spurted out, a huge long sword took shape. , controlled by a figure that suddenly appeared, held above his head.
This huge sword was hundreds of meters long, causing people to feel numb. At this moment, under the control of a young man, it released an astonishing amount of spiritual pressure.
"Demon, right? Then I'll kill you!" After saying that, the opponent held the sword of vitality in both hands and slashed it down in the air.
The black lightning had just released the unformed demon spirit, but it was swept by the great sword of vitality. The lightning was suddenly cut off and turned into a burst of white smoke and dissipated. The half-formed demon spirit let out a wail and exploded.
Magic Ruler Sanren was shocked. He didn't expect that the demon spirit he summoned would be expelled, and it was forcibly expelled. Could it be that the opponent's strength is...
"Where are you, fellow Taoist, coming to take a dip in the muddy water?" At this moment, Magic Ruler Sanren's upper body clothes were ablaze in flames, and there were a large number of densely packed words wrapped around the surface of his skin, like insects.
There was a black shadow under his feet, while the opponent stepped on a rainbow light. At this moment, the huge sword of vitality slowly dissipated. It seemed that it could only be used once in the short term.
"I didn't want to take action, but you want to destroy the Tianmu Sect. This is contrary to my idea, so... you better get out." The voice of the visitor felt very familiar to Peng Yue, and his expression turned from despair Surprised, he immediately thought of the apprentice he had left.
"Senior Ge, is it really you?" Peng Yue was only slightly injured at this moment, mainly due to the huge consumption of activating the robe just now.
"Yes, it's me. If you want to thank me, just thank your apprentice." Ge Xian glanced at Peng Yue and saw that he was indeed in a very embarrassed state at the moment, and his inner mood for the man-made disaster caused by the Tianmu Sect some time ago was reduced.
Suddenly, the space around Peng Yue rippled, as if someone was using some kind of spatial magical power. Everyone quickly became nervous, but was stopped by Peng Yue.
There was a flash of light, and a figure emerged, but it was Ximen Yue who appeared. She wiped away her tears and said, "Master, fortunately you are fine. Fortunately, I did not disgrace my order and invited Senior Ge here."
"Okay, good disciple." Peng Yue was very satisfied. After knowing that Ge Xian had arrived, he immediately felt confident that the sect could be saved. If he was killed by his enemies on the day he took over the sect, he would probably become a big joke in the entire spiritual world.
Seeing this, the Magic Ruler San people realized that the sudden appearance of Ge Xian was originally invited by someone from Peng Yue. They immediately sneered and said: "It turns out that we have a back-up plan, so there is no point in massacring the Tianmu Sect like this today. It's better to I’ll meet you.”
At this time, everyone below once again refreshed their knowledge. It turned out that the Tianmu Sect actually hid a trump card. They thought that the Yunshen robe just now was already a trump card, but they did not expect that there was a deeper trump card. It was worthy of being the biggest trump card in Qianli. sect.
Moreover, the Magic Ruler Sanren who came to take revenge this time are demon cultivators and are already the common enemy of the immortal world, so there is nothing to hesitate at this moment. Unswervingly support the Tianmu Sect. The demon cultivators are the common enemy of the immortal world, just like the immortal world. Just like the monks who went to the devil world, everyone shouted for beatings. In short, these are two incompatible camps.
Ge Xian did not want to fight with him here. There were too many people in the sect hall. Once they started to fight, innocent people would be hurt if they could not control themselves, and it would also make him restrain his hands and feet.
"That's fine. I fought against Linghu Qiu last time, and it wasn't fun enough. You are a good opponent, but this place is too narrow and cramped. I can't let go. If you have the guts, just follow me!" After that, Ge Xian said Signaling Peng Yue to open the barrier, the barrier that originally covered the hall suddenly opened a gap, then slowly spread along both sides, and continued to disappear.
When a gap opened in the barrier, Ge Xian swayed and appeared outside the barrier. Magic Ruler Sanren also followed and sneered: "That's great. Since you have fought against Linghu Qiu, it means that They are of equal strength, just enough for me to vent."
The figure also flashed and followed him. The two of them disappeared into the sky after just a few ups and downs, dozens of miles away.
"Let's go and take a look."
"The battle between the supreme and powerful is rare."
"This is a rare battle in a hundred years, I'm so blessed."
"Why is this Supreme Being so young? Is he less than a hundred years old?"
"Fart, how could the Supreme Being be less than a hundred years old? He must be good at keeping his appearance or he must have eaten some kind of natural treasure."
This group of people chased after him in a hurry. At this moment, no one cared about Peng Yue's taking over ceremony.
However, Peng Yue and others are also among them at this time. As long as Ge Xian can win, even if he does not want to join the Tianmu Sect, he can give people a hint. No, it is simply a clear indication that the Tianmu Sect will be the next one after Linghu Qiu. Having a Supreme Being, and a Supreme Being who is incredibly young, has a bright future, and it also heralds the glorious future of the Tianmu Sect.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The sound of breaking wind is endless. Most people are using flying magic weapons. Everyone here is a big shot, and no one has one or two.
For Ge Xian, flying magic weapons in the human world are extremely precious, but in the spiritual world, they are like cabbage. As long as you can afford the spiritual stones, you can buy them at will, in various styles.
However, most of the flying magic weapons are not as good as the Supreme One's flying magic weapon, unless they are of earth-grade quality.
Besides, after chasing for hundreds of miles, Peng Yue and others finally discovered the figures of the two Supreme Beings.
It is an open land with hundreds of peaks, covering dozens of miles, and is part of the Tianmu Mountains. It is called the "Shifeng Forest". But the spiritual energy here is much thinner than other places, so this place is not favored by the monks.
These peaks do not have any peculiar shapes. Most of them are straight and erect, like the pillars of the sky.
At this time, Ge Xian and Mo Chi Sanren could not be seen at all. Everyone could only rely on their naked eyes or spiritual stone consciousness to sense the two groups of rainbow lights. From a distance, they seemed to be only about ten feet long, but everyone understood that this was due to the distance. Because of the long distance, the real distance is probably several miles long.
On the left side is a scarlet rainbow light, carrying a strong evil aura. On the right side is an aqua blue rainbow light. At this moment, the two rainbow lights are fighting fiercely and constantly colliding. At the same time, the space around them is rippling, which seems unstable.
"The demon cultivator is nothing more than this. Is this your true strength?" Ge Xian's voice sounded with a look of disdain.
"Hmph, I'm going to make you cry later." Magic Ruler Sanren retorted to each other. The two were not only fighting with each other, but also bickering with each other.
Seeing that the aqua blue rainbow light suddenly expanded, reaching a length of more than ten miles, and suddenly surrounded the scarlet rainbow light.
"It turns out that the one with the strong evil aura is the mysterious strong man. I thought he was the Magic Ruler Sanren."
"Yes, how could this person have such a strong evil spirit? Could it be that he is also a demonic cultivator?"
"No, no, this evil spirit is not unique to demonic cultivators. The evil aura of some sword cultivators even surpasses that of demonic cultivators. It is more caused by skills, personal insights and experiences. Demonic cultivators are simply because of Killing is tainted with the aura of cause and effect.”
"That's it. Fellow Taoist is so knowledgeable and disrespectful."
"No matter where it is, it's better to see it first as a matter of respect."
The aqua blue rainbow light seemed to turn into a sea wave, directly swallowing the scarlet rainbow light. For a moment, everyone felt very nervous, fearing that the Magic Ruler Sanren would become the winner again.
Peng Yue and others were even more worried. At the moment, Ge Xian's success or failure was related to the survival of Tianmu Sect.
"Soul-Eating Technique!" With the roar of Magic Ruler Sanren, a large amount of spiritual power was released, forming a huge monster mouth, and began to chew, as if to eat Ge Xian alive.
"Aren't you afraid of burning your tongue?" Ge Xian laughed, and then a scorching red light burst out. Suddenly, the temperature within dozens of miles suddenly rose sharply, and the climate that had already passed the scorching summer suddenly returned to the hot summer season. , and it’s still heating up.
Peng Yue immediately reached out and took out something from the package, blew on it, and instantly spun, exuding greenery, a curtain of light emitted, and soon it rained, green rain.
As soon as the rain fell, the temperature immediately began to drop, making everyone in the Tianmu Sect feel cool.
Immediately, other people squeezed in, but the area couldn't reach so many people, so those who couldn't squeeze in began to use their own methods to cool down, and each of them showed their magical powers for a while.
In the distance, a red sea appeared. It was originally a boundary of blue water, but now it was suddenly ignited by a red sun in the sea, and it became a red sea. At the same time, under this scorching high temperature, the sea water is boiling and evaporating.
boom!
Finally, Magic Ruler Sanren could no longer bear the high temperature and took the initiative to release the barrier. Then a ball of red sun-like rainbow light jumped out of the sea, shining brightly in the sky, complementing the scorching sun not far away, which was amazing.
"Don't be so arrogant, how can you compare to the Sun God?" The Magic Ruler roared and formed a wave of waves again. At this time, it regained its gloomy aura and became extremely cold.
Inspired by his spiritual power, this gloomy spiritual power quickly condensed and formed a hundred-meter-tall demon, roaring and punching the red sun in mid-air.
However, soon, a huge magical shield stood in front of him, blocking the punch, and then released an equally surging attack from the red sun, and also made a huge palm print.
Palm prints fell from the sky and were photographed towards the demon.
The demon waved his arms and fists, and hit the palm print without fear. The huge spiritual impact broke, flew, and shattered some of the peaks of Shifenglin. These huge peaks were like tofu carvings at the moment. Half of them were easily destroyed.
The palm print suppressed the demon and crushed him directly towards the ground. The demon roared and punched wildly, hitting the palm print again and again, but was still unable to break through the blockade of the palm print.
"Demon God!" Magic Ruler Sanren flew out from the Demon Heavenly Spirit Cap, and his figure appeared for the first time. Then he formed seals with his hands and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which instantly enlarged and wrapped himself, and then turned into a black mist. Enter the Demon Baihui Cave below.
Click, click, click...
After receiving the black mist, the demon suddenly shrank, his limbs and torso were gone, leaving only a head, and the head began to roll, like a wheel, crushing towards Ge Xian.
Ge Xian also jumped out of the red sun, unfolded his leisurely steps, jumped from top to bottom toward the huge head, and unfolded a set of fists with both hands and arms, which was the hurricane fist.
With one punch, the wind suddenly rises; with two punches, the wind roars; with three punches, four punches, and five punches, the wind is like a dragon, shaking the heaven and earth.
The huge wind dragon seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth. Ge Xian still did not stop and continued to punch, reaching the ultimate power!
The chariot-like demon god directly opened its bloody mouth, and an extremely strong resentment turned into a beam of light as thick as a mountain peak and shot towards the wind dragon.
Similarly, the wind dragon let out a roar that shook the surrounding area for hundreds of miles or even further, causing a large amount of spiritual energy to condense, making the wind dragon more than twice as strong.
A violent shock wave spread across the air. Peng Yue and others had normal expressions and hurriedly retreated. They found that it was too late, so they had to use their magical powers to resist the impact.
This terrifying force suddenly threw everyone away. At this time, they clearly felt the gap between themselves and the supreme power, just like the gap between mortals and monks, or even bigger.
The wind dragon was hit by the black light pillar and was immediately disconnected. However, the wind dragon did not disappear. Instead, it flew around the demon god, locked it, and then began to strangle it.
The wheel of the chariot was forced to stop, making a sound of breaking into pieces, and then a huge crushing force erupted, causing the wind dragon's body to begin to crack. The two refused to give in to each other, forming a wrestling situation.
The spiritual pressure of the two spread out, causing the surrounding mountains to fall and break apart. Finally, they were all shattered and rose into the sky, as if the sky and the earth had been broken and a gap was opened, and they were venting towards the two places.
