Pei Ling came back to his senses, and without any hesitation, immediately said: "The nine major sects, the disciples have now challenged half of them."

"In the next period of time, please also ask Master to have a good sleep."

"The disciple can live for a while, and then go to challenge Jiuyi Mountain and the Demon Dao Sect!"

For him, the sooner this fairy road is completed, the better!

Moreover, Ji Shuang'er is still in the floating habitat, waiting for him to rescue...

It's just that before the Master, most of the time, he was sleeping in "Little Zizaitian", but since he challenged Emperor Zokui of the generation of the Liu Greed Dynasty, Master has never slept again.

Right now, he is worried that if things go on like this, Master, nothing will happen to him...

This is the most important reason for him to enter the "Little Zizaitian" this time and meet the master.

Hearing this, Yao Qingyan's beautiful face showed a gentle smile, and in her emerald eyes, the smile rippled little by little, like the water surface where the soft wind slowly blew ripples in a spring morning. , The moon-like long hair fluttered slightly, but he shook his head and said, "No need."

"Master has found the master's successor."

"Next, there is no need to continue sleeping."

After speaking, Yao Qingyan didn't wait for Pei Ling to reply, and quickly said, "It's almost time, you have to return to Pan Yajie."

Before she finished speaking, she lifted a plain white and tender finger and gently touched Pei Ling. Pei Ling suddenly felt a gentle force and pushed him out of "Little Zizaitian"...

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Panya Realm, Cold Dark Sword Sect.

Outside the Five Colors Valley.

wilderness.

Above the sky, a huge Dharma boat was suspended in the sky, the ghosts and ghosts wandered around, the corpse aura was diffused, and the forest was terrifying.

Penthouse.

All kinds of formations run quietly, and a scent of fragrance diffuses into the room, like a pillar of cloud rushing into the sky, stirring the clouds of smoke.

In the empty main seat, a figure suddenly appeared, with a dark shirt and a sword, cold and calm.

The moment Pei Ling returned, the power of heaven and earth in the entire Cold Dark Sword Sect seemed to sense something, and immediately rushed from all directions, like a flood that burst a dyke, and poured into Pei Ling's body frantically again.

In the cabin with the doors and windows closed, Pei Lingmo's hair and robes were all dancing wildly.

The innumerable power of heaven and earth, now almost as real, roars like a torrent to completely drown it.

As time passed bit by bit, Pei Ling's breath slowly rose.

Seeing that he has returned to the Dharma boat, he has a little doubt on his face. If he finds the descendant of Danzu, does the master need to sleep?

This Danzu descendant must be him!

But wasn't Master still asleep some time ago?

Hmm... Maybe Jin Sumian is also very reluctant to meet Master's requirements...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling first put aside the matter of Danzu's successor. Now that the master does not need to sleep, he can continue to challenge the mountain master of Jiuyi Mountain.

The Sword God is already very strong, but the challenge order arranged by the master is that the mountain master of Jiuyi Mountain is after the Sword God...

In the next battle, be more careful!

Now, let's take a good look at the qi that I got this time...

So, Pei Ling closed his eyes and began to take the initiative to absorb the power of heaven and earth that was constantly pouring in from all directions.

His injuries recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his breath became stronger and stronger.

In the depths of the sea of ​​​​knowledge, there is a huge tree shadow that covers the sky and the sun, like a pillar of the sky. The branches and leaves are swirling, as if the crown covers a vast and unimaginable continent. Not only do they feel crowded, not only are they far away from each other, but there is even a wider canopy, which is empty.

At this moment, there is a considerable distance from the three rounds of great sun, and suddenly a brilliance of ten thousand feet is born, illuminating the entire sea of ​​​​knowledge. Soon, all the brilliance collapsed like a nucleus, and then slowly grew. The fourth round of the great sun is condensing little by little. …

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Cold Dark Sword Sect.

Iron Sword City.

The backyard of the single-door mansion in the north of the city.

Underground chamber.

The skull wall lamp burning with roaring bone fire illuminates the tumbling pool of blood in the center of the secret room.

Fist-sized air bubbles are rising from the bottom of the pool, until the surface of the water is broken, and there are circles of ripples rippling one after another, as if countless living creatures are squirming in it.

The smell of fishy sweet diffused in the room.

On the poolside, the spirit wood shaped like a bronze carving stretches its branches and leaves, and on each leaf, the dense eyeballs turn occasionally, and the cold light glitters under the bone fire.

Sitting under the tree was a figure with a golden crown in Chinese clothes. His handsome and evil face was expressionless. It was Su Lijing.

In front of him, there was a mirror that was as clear as water. The mirror surface was surrounded by countless white phalanges. On the bones, the runes were densely packed. The back of the mirror was like the leaves of the spiritual tree. One eyeball.

At this moment, in the mirror, there is a scene of Liefeng Xingluo and Cui Xiu Rusha.

A large river lingers between the peaks, cheering and rushing towards the distance.

Eagles and geese are flying in the sky, monkeys and monkeys are jumping in the forest, and the sounds are whirling.

This is where the five demon clan ambush Pei Ling.

It's just that there is nothing there now, and the five demon races have joined together, leaving no breath!

Su Lijing looked at the empty picture in the mirror, frowning tightly.

I thought that Pei Ling was injured so badly this time, it was a perfect opportunity. I don't want to, the strength of the other party has already reached such a level!

Right now, he only has one last chance...

There are five false sects, and there is still the mountain master of Jiuyi Mountain. Pei Ling did not challenge.

Next, Pei Ling will definitely go to Jiuyi Mountain!

If this time, he still can't solve Pei Ling, then in the future, he can only stay in the ancestral land of the pillow stone Su clan...

He had robbed and killed Pei Ling twice, but the first time he failed, the Jiu A Li Clan had already stood up for the other party, not only allowing Pei Ling to become the true successor, but also, as the suzerain, he also promised to retreat for half a year as a concession.

But this Pei Ling is not satisfied at all!

He had the audacity to put this account on his wife, Si Hongqing!

The second failure, although nothing has happened yet, from the perspective of Zi Jie's vengeful temperament, it is absolutely impossible to let it go!

And now, Pei Ling's cultivation base has surpassed him, and he may come to him at any time for revenge!

More importantly, the "Mingxue" Patriarch is extremely partial to him. Even if this matter is brought to the front of the "Mingxue" Patriarch, it is at most only a symbolic punishment of a spiritual stone!

Thinking of this, Su Lijing suddenly shouted coldly: "Come on!"

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Jiuyi Mountain.

Tianchen Peak, the conference hall.

There was no one on the main seat, and the mountain master was still comprehending the magical powers taught by the ancestors, and was not present.

In the seats below, there were a lot of people sitting in twos and threes, all of them with clear energy and strong aura, but they were the elders of Jiuyi Mountain.

At this moment, everyone's faces were extremely solemn.

One of the old men in plain clothes and sandals said in a deep voice, "The Sword God is defeated..."

The third and fourth night.

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