Meng Haoran shook his head and said leisurely: "The Holy Son of the Holy Church, the Immortal Prince of the Immortal Clan, the White Tiger King of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the Golden Dragon Prince of the Endless Sea, etc." He sneered and said: "They are all peerless figures who are expected to become saints. How can we let them

The world knows that they were defeated by my sword."

Li Ping'an gave a thumbs up and said with admiration: "You are awesome!"

Meng Haoran looked at Li Ping'an, raised his eyebrows and said: "If the temple master is willing to be born, there will be another big mountain on their heads."

Li Ping'an bowed his hands repeatedly and said with a smile: "I am still self-aware. I know how much I weigh, but I don't dare to provoke those big shots."

Meng Haoran narrowed his eyes and said threateningly: "Since you know yourself, you still dare to accept Ning Yi as your disciple. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Li Ping'an was stunned, frowned, and said, "Are you here for Ning Yi? Is there a relationship between you two?"

Meng Haoran remained silent.

Li Ping'an suddenly remembered the sound of the system prompts when he met Ning Yi for the first time. Ning Yi, the son of luck, was raised by a family. Li Ping'an always thought that being raised by a family was the reason why he was accepted as a disciple by Haoran Academy. Now it seems that this is not the case.

Alkyne seems to have other identities.

Meng Haoran's eyes narrowed, and a silent soul power invaded Li Ping'an's mind. Hey, he was completely unprepared? As soon as the soul power entered the sea of ​​consciousness, he saw an indescribably great figure, unique in the world.

I couldn't look straight at him, and just a phantom made me feel as small as dust.

"Pfft~" Meng Haoran spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back more than ten steps, and half-knelt on the ground, his face pale and frightened, and the blood turned into Yin Qi and dispersed in the air.

Li Ping'an was completely unaware of all this and asked strangely: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Haoran looked up and said in shock: "Who is that?"

Li Ping'an said in confusion: "Who is what?"

"Who is that great figure in your mind?"

Li Ping'an's expression changed and he said, "Are you exploring my sea of ​​consciousness?"

Meng Haoran calmed down for a few moments, then stood up from the ground and said, "Of course I want to know what kind of master Ning Yi worshiped."

"Then do you want to try Pindao's skills?"

"Of course!" Meng Haoran suddenly raised his hand and waved, and a bright and upright sword of ghost energy was instantly generated and slashed towards Li Ping'an. The ghost energy was originally sinister, but under Meng Haoran's use, it seemed upright and full of majesty and invincibility.

Meaning.

Li Ping'an just blinked his eyes, and the mighty ghost sword was like black glass, shattering with a snap and flying away.

"Bang~" With a muffled sound, Meng Haoran's ghost body was instantly dispersed, and the ghost energy swept away outside. A figure condensed outside Sanqing Temple. His body was dim and unstable. He glanced at Sanqing Temple in fear and turned into a

A black light flew and disappeared.

Li Ping'an said proudly: "How crazy! How pretentious! In Sanqing Temple, I am invincible!" He then muttered: "Strange, how could Meng Haoran be related to Ning Yi? Hasn't he been sealed for thousands of years?"

Li Ping'an was curious, so he turned around and walked towards the backyard. In the backyard, Ning Yi was sitting cross-legged by the purple bamboo forest, practicing with his eyes closed. After wasting more than twenty years seeking a teacher, he cherished the opportunity to practice even more.

Li Ping'an slowly walked towards Ning Yi, his footsteps clicking loudly.

Ning Zhen's ears twitched slightly, he opened his eyes and turned his head to look, and quickly stood up and worshiped: "Master!"

"Do you know Meng Haoran?"

Ning Zhen thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I've never heard of this name."

"Have you ever heard of the Burning Sky Peacock?" Li Ping'an asked again.

"No!" Ning Yi couldn't help but ask, "Master, what's the matter?"

Li Ping'an waved his hand and said: "Nothing, just practice hard!"

Under Ning Zhen's doubtful gaze, Li Pingan walked leisurely towards his house with his hands behind his back.

In the underworld invisible to mortals, there are countless ghosts and ghost kings. On the highest mountain in the center of the underworld sits a dark palace. In front of the palace, two groups of beast souls are fighting. A man wearing a bright red robe embroidered with peony patterns.

The woman was lying on a large ornate bed in front of the door, yawning as she watched the two groups of beast souls fight.

The strength of each beast soul is above the white clouds. If placed in the Western Region, they would all be terrifying existences that would frighten one party, but now they are fighting each other to please a woman.

A huge cloud in the shape of a phoenix, like burning flames, flew from a distance. In the underworld area that the flaming phoenix cloud passed by, countless ghosts were prostrate on the ground and trembling.

The woman lying on the bed raised her head slightly and glanced at Huo Yun, then yawned and continued to sleepily watch the beast soul fight.

The fire cloud shrank and turned into a woman wearing a black gauze. The woman landed from the sky in front of the palace, half-kneeling on the ground and respectfully said: "Greetings to His Majesty Pluto!"

Pluto, who was dressed in festive clothes, said lazily: "Little peacock!"

Fentian Peacock said with a hint of joy: "Your Majesty, Haoran has come out of seclusion."

Pluto raised his head, revealing his unparalleled face, and said in surprise: "Master, will that old guy let him out?"

Burning Sky Peacock said: "It was the Immortal Clan who let him out."

Pluto chuckled and said: "The ones Haoran killed the most at the beginning were the shady things in the Dead Sea. Unexpectedly, the Immortal Tribe still worked hard to release them after sealing them." He sighed and said: "Maybe this is true love!"

The corners of Fentian Peacock's mouth twitched twice, and it was no surprise that he had seen His Majesty Pluto's shocking words.

Fentian Peacock continued: "Your Majesty, Ning Yi did not worship Master as his teacher."

"Oh~" Pluto sat up from the bed and said, "What happened? Master, that old man should not refuse Ning Yi from the door."

Fentian Peacock said respectfully: "Haoran said that Ning Yi did not go to the academy, but became a disciple of a hidden sect."

Pluto slowly lay on the bed and asked: "How is your strength?"

"Haoran said, very strong! Very strong, he is not an enemy with one move."

Pluto showed a beautiful smile and said: "Xiao Meng is not the enemy of Yihe? Has a new saint been born? Maybe I should go and pay a visit."

Fentian Peacock hesitated and said: "Haoran said that it may be an explosive skill. Judging from the temperament and conversation, it is unlikely to be a saint level."

Pluto suddenly lost interest and said: "Forget it."

Fentian Peacock hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, do you need to let Ning Yi continue to go to the academy?"

Pluto lazily said: "You decide for yourself!"

"Haoran has no objection to Ning Yi joining that hidden sect."

Pluto said with emotion: "It was Xiao Meng's decision to let Ning Zhen enter the academy. Now that he has regretted it, let him do it! Men are fickle. Little Peacock, you have to be careful! Don't let Xiao Meng be raped by others.

The female ghost hooked up with her."
Chapter completed!