Baiyun Gate, Baiyun Peak.

In the square.

The atmosphere at this moment is extremely strange.

Dear monks who came to congratulate me, sat cross-legged in the cushion. Although they seemed to be drinking spiritual tea lightly, their eyes fell on Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan, both of them.

The eyes were filled with a look that was hard to understand!

The scene was silent.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng knew that what was coming was coming or what was coming!

Thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help but look at Murong Wanwan.

same.

Murong Wanwan, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, saw this scene and knew that it was time for the executioner to be ordered. Her eyes turned and fell on Cheng Buzheng.

When Murong Wanwan saw Cheng Buzheng with a faint smile on her face, the moment the two of them met, it seemed that they understood what the other person was thinking.

Take a breath.

Murong Wanwan, who had a indifferent look on her face, put down the teacup in her hand, stood up and looked at Cheng Buzheng and said lightly:

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Cheng is a master of Taoism. I want to ask for advice?"

"I don't know, fellow Taoist dares to face the challenge!"

Although she was reluctant to fight Cheng Buzheng, even if she was just a formality, she couldn't help but be in the world of immortal cultivation.

Hearing words.

Cheng Buzheng is an inevitable battle.

When the old scumbag Zhong did this, this situation was already destined.

What's more, he had agreed to Ancestor Zhong before, but he didn't expect that the monks sent by the Qingmu Sect were actually Fairy Qingwu who had been saved by him.

Things in the world are unpredictable!

This was indeed beyond his expectations.

However, even so, Cheng Buzheng was not ready to take full advantage, thus revealing his intention to possess magical powers.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng had a faint smile on his face and said:

"Can!"

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Buzheng turned around and bowed toward the forbidden land of Baiyun Peak, and said:

"Please protect me!"

After all, the Jindan stage monk would be earth-shaking when he took action. Without a few attacks on the entire Baiyun Sect, he would turn into a devastated place.

There is no spiritual mountain that can withstand the bombardment of Jindan monks.

Every attack by the Jindan monk carries the great power of heaven and earth, and his power is absolutely extraordinary.

After a moment.

Above the Baiyun Gate, spiritual energy rolled.

A light curtain that occupied half of the Baiyun Gate's base appeared above everyone.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng spoke again:

"Thank you, ancestor!"

Then, he turned around, looked at Murong Wanwan, and said:

"Mr. Murong, please!"

Cheng Buzheng spread his right hand forward, his left hand stood with his back, looking at Murong Wanwan with a light look.

Murong Wanwan, who had no slight fluctuations on her jade face, tapped her head lightly, stepped into the air, and rushed into the light curtain.

same.

Cheng Buzheng also soared and rushed into the light curtain.

Seeing this scene, the monks present turned their eyes to the two figures standing in the void in the light curtain.

At the same time, the square started to talk again.

Xu Hao, the real person of Jindan from Baiyun Gate, looked at a slender and middle-aged monk and said:

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, look at my junior brother or Murong Zhenren, which one has a higher chance of winning?"

The Jindan cultivator of the Spirit Beast Sect also knew the other party’s purpose and immediately said:

"Fellow Daoist Xu, which spiritual object do you like from me?"

"No need, just beat the corner!"

"Isn't this what I heard of, fellow Taoist's spiritual beast, the three-eyed spiritual monkey gave birth to two spiritual monkeys?" Xu Hao looked at the other party with a smile and said.

Hearing words.

The cultivator of the Spirit Beast Sect had a lot of thoughts, and in the blink of an eye, he finished thinking and said:

"Can!"

"I heard that fellow Taoist has collected a thousand-year-old marrow grass. How about this spiritual grass be the first to be the first?"

Obviously, the Jindan Zhenren of the Spirit Beast Sect also wants to get the other party's spiritual herb.

No Jindan monk is a simple and easy person.

You plot against the treasures on me, and I want your spiritual beast cubs, each with their own needs!

Xu Hao measured in his heart that the values ​​of the two were not much different, so he agreed.

On the other side.

The floating real person of Aoki Sect, the smiling real person Huang sent a voice.

Obviously, he also fell in love with some kind of treasure on the other party.

For a moment.

The monks present sent messages to the monks who had already been selected. At this moment, Cheng Buzheng's battle with Murong Wanwan became the gambling tool for many golden elixir monks.

This is why Xu Hao wants to find out the details of the journey.

Obviously, this was his long-term plan.

Less tilt.

After discussing the lottery heads of many monks, they looked into the light curtain in the sky again.

The two stood in the air, facing each other.

Cheng Buzheng knocked the spirit sword with his right hand upside down, and spread a layer of misty white light in his white robe, looking at the other party calmly.

Then, he reached out and spread his hand forward, and the spirit-slashing sword was suspended in front of him, and the sword light surged!

A sword aura that seemed like a substance took shape in an instant!

Cheng Buzheng raised his hand and waved his arm, and the invincible sword aura suppressed the opponent.

On the other side.

Murong Wanwan did not neglect either. A layer of bright glow wrapped her delicate body, and the spiritual mirror in front of her was full of purple light!

A purple light column burst out from the spiritual realm.

moment.

The sword aura meets the purple light column.

A huge power burst out from the contact point.

The spiritual energy around was rioting and turbulent.

The powerful aftermath swept across all directions like a white aperture!

When it touched the inner wall of the light curtain, it was blocked, but the light curtain did not cause any slight turmoil.

Although the power seems to be extremely powerful, Cheng Buzheng felt that the bombardment of the Dharma Treasure was very small!

It is completely impossible to reach the power that a Jindan monk should have.

Fortunately, he noticed something was wrong and quickly reduced some of his power.

This makes the attack strength of both sides roughly the same, and both dissipate at the same time.

Until this moment, Cheng Buzheng completely understood the other party’s thoughts.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng was fighting with Murong Wanwan while transmitting voices.

After one breath, the two discussed it.

Cheng Buzheng's magic power surged, his breath suddenly surged, and a starry sky world appeared behind him.

The 360 ​​ancient star phantoms rose up in the starry sky world behind him.

At this moment, Cheng Buzheng's aura reached its peak.

same.

On the other side, behind Murong Wanwan, the shadow of the Burning Spirit Phoenix appeared.

The aura around her also reached its peak at this moment.

At the same time, the temperature inside the light curtain reached the level of burning the void, and the air was boiling at this moment.

The appearance of vision means that the power of both sides has reached its peak.

It seems that at this moment, both sides are doing their best!

The bright glow and misty white light wander around the light curtain!

The sharp sword aura and the purple light column that seemed to destroy everything were strangled to each other.

The rumbling explosion sounded in the light curtain, and the huge aftermath swept away.

For a moment, the two of them were in a stalemate!
Chapter completed!