"The mountains come, the wind rises, the mountains and rivers let go."

Roten's eyes froze, and his hand grasped into the distance.

A hundred-zhang high mountain was easily held in his hand by him, and it slammed into countless lights.

His wind character is not a simple change, it is the destruction effect of using the power of the wind to shake and uproot the foundation of the mountain.

However, the light wave of Qi Yunyan is not trivial, baptized by water and fire, forming a red and white mixed light of the Extreme Dao, penetrating the mountain and exploding in an instant.

Roten's figure flickered in the air, operating spatial power and dodging.

"It's an interesting fight." Li Huaifeng's eyes lit up.

"It's time for Roten to get some decent hole cards." Ren Chaoge smiled slightly.

"The sky thunders and the earth is fire, and the feather is slashed."

Qi Yunyan took advantage of the victory to pursue, and sent a large knife burning with fire from his body.

The primary Dao weapon, the Burning Sun Blade, is incomparably sharp.

Bang.

The space was directly cut out of a big hole, ice and fire were combined, and the heaven, thunder, and earth fire, which ranked seventh among the top ten different fires, burned everything, like a thunderbolt, evaporating half of the waterfall below, and the other half was all swept above his sword.

Splitting the sky and the earth, it was more than 500 meters long, and slashed towards Rotten.

This level of attack is no longer something that can be dodged by spatial shifting, and must be defused with strength.

"Good!"

The corners of Roten's mouth provoked a hint of playfulness, and his fingers pinched a strange trick.

A simple knife the size of a pearl hairpin with a touch of red suddenly shot out from the back of his head.

"In an instant, the Fanghua blade, a half-step immortal weapon." Ren Chaoge said in shock.

Unexpectedly, Luo Teng's natal magic weapon turned out to be a half-step immortal weapon.

Before this, the only half-step immortal weapon Li Huaifeng had ever seen was Jing Wuyan's Ganges Sand Shield.

Treasures that have reached this level are no longer something that ordinary people can have, and they need to be recognized by the machine spirit.

Take the human emperor's pen as an example, in its heyday, it was also a half-step immortal weapon, and the spirit of the instrument was strong to a certain extent, which was equivalent to a strong monk, and he cherished his master.

The more treasures of this level are placed in the hands of the strong, the more amazing the effect can be.

"The common people snap their fingers, and in an instant, they will be extinguished."

Luo Teng flicked his fingers, and in an instant, the fanghua blade was like a touch of red without shock, and like a beautiful pearl hairpin on a woman's head, passing through the vast sword of the clouds.

Even if the heavens and the earth were fire, they could not burn the half-step immortal weapon, and it swam away undisturbedly, as if playing a distant note.

A song of liver and intestines is broken, where to find a bosom friend at the end of the world.

Boom, the sword of the eyelid attacked Roten first, and his figure disappeared into the surging flames.

Immediately after, it was an instant when Fanghua came to Qi Yunyan's side, floating by indifferently, but it pierced through Qi Yunyan's eyebrows, and blood shot out.

Three thousand waterfalls flow, the sun sets, and the remnant sun is like blood.

With a bang, Qi Yunyan's strong body knelt on one knee at the top of the waterfall, holding the Sun Blade with one hand, but he had no chance to stand up again.

The head of the Feather Sect has fallen.

After a long time, the sword swept through a hundred miles, stopped, and countless buildings in Yuhuamen burned and were destroyed.

The disciples in the door were dumbfounded, and their hearts were as if they were dead.

Luo Teng's body flashed in the void, and he came to Brother Feng and the two again.

"Let's go, go to the Sea Temple!"

In one day, he picked two supreme masters, and they were still non-stop.

The more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and his prestige follows in his footsteps, destined to bloom in the skies of the Northern Regions.

Li Huaifeng took a closer look and found that an obvious knife appeared on the corner of Luo Teng's clothes, which was obviously injured by Qi Yunyan before.

"Ruwen Taiji, Qi Yunyan and other masters are just the souls of the other party's subordinates, and now that I am captured, I will not give in!"

Li Huaifeng smiled faintly, there was no memory of the old man in his heart, there was a kind of inexplicable perseverance.

In this era of strength, perhaps, only by relying on one's own fists can the suffering end.

"If I am the destined demon lord of the Northern Regions, then my mission must be to defeat Roteng, he wants to write his laws, and I, Li Huaifeng, are destined to have my laws."

Li Huaifeng muttered to himself, these words did not shy away from Luo Teng at all.

Ren Chaoge smiled from the side, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Ten gates of the immortal road, climbing the peak to build the pole pavilion, feathering gate, and the sea hall are ranked last.

This is followed by the Star Picking Valley, Biluofu, Luo Shengzong, and Youlan Pure Land.

The Divine Machine Sect, the Qintai and the Auspicious Heaven are the supreme existences of the Ten Sects.

Luo Teng was going to visit from back to front, and at the speed at which he picked out two sects in one day, four days later, he would have to fight Ren Chaoge.

As the sun set and the moon rose, the three of them stopped by a small stream and lit a bonfire.

Li Huaifeng brought two hares from nowhere and roasted them on the bonfire to eat.

"Brother Li, you have a good appetite!" Ren Chaoge said with a smile.

"Of course, Qi Yunyan can hit the corner of Brother Luo's clothes, and the head of the Sea Hall may vomit blood from him, if he can't finish the ten gates of the Immortal Dao, he will have to die and die, and he must celebrate with the whole world!"

Li Huaifeng's sword eyebrows flew, and he didn't care about Luo Teng's majesty at all.

He realized the true meaning of great freedom in the midst of suffering, and he was drunk today, and at the same time, he attacked Luo Teng's Taoist heart from the side and put pressure on him.

"So, Brother Luo can't beat my Divine Machine Sect, so Lao Tzu has to celebrate."

Ren Chaoge took out the wine jug and drank freely with Li Huaifeng.

At the end of the day, the two have become year-old friends who talk about everything, which is the fate of finding a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers.

"Brother Ren, following me is to spy on my reality, my fight with Wen Taiji and Qi Yunyan, I am afraid that you have already used your magical powers to pass on to other masters, you are really well-intentioned."

Roten's eyes closed slightly, and he sneered faintly.

"I'm ashamed, I didn't expect you to see through my careful thoughts."

Ren Chaoge wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly.

Long before Luo Teng started fighting, the Ten Gates of the Immortal Dao had already discussed the method, and Ren Chaoge did have the meaning of snooping on the truth here, knowing himself and knowing the enemy, and winning all battles.

"I'm Luo Teng's own wind, flowers, snow, and moon, the four great masters, the previous two, can only let me use the first move, you stay here and can't see my ultimate hole card, there is no point!" Roten said proudly.

"That's what I said, but I really don't want to leave, how can I meet someone as interesting as Brother Xiao Li, how can I have a few more drinks?"

Ren Chaoge laughed and played a stinky scoundrel.

He drank with Li Huaifeng all night.

Early the next morning, the three of them used their magical powers again and came to the blue deep sea thousands of miles away to visit the eighth-ranked Sea Temple.

The lord of the sea hall is the sea emperor and the queen of the sea.

It stands to reason that they should send one person to fight, but Roten has nothing to fear, and he fights two with one.

Using the half-step immortal weapon Instant Fanghua Blade, after ten moves, defeated the two, but did not kill.

"Haidian is unlearned, the sea tide meridian network is quite mysterious, although this battle is not exciting, but I have gained some insights, and the next thing is to pick the star valley."

Luo Teng walked out of the sea hall, facing the boundless deep sea, and actually operated the supernatural power, the sea tide meridian network.

He had only fought with the Sea Emperor and the Queen of the Sea for ten rounds before, and he had mastered this divine ability and added his own unique understanding, and his talent was amazing.

"It has been rare for the Northern Regions to find such a genius for hundreds of millions of years, if you want to fight him, you have to comprehend the deeper meaning, who can do it?"

Ren Chaoge sighed, and the pressure on his shoulders became heavier and heavier.

After leaving the Sea Palace, Roten slowed down the pace of the challenge, and the more he got to the back, the stronger the opponent became, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

This demon lord pursues supreme perfection in his heart and does not allow flaws.

After a day of recuperation, at noon the next day, I came to the seventh-ranked Star Picking Valley.

This is the most special sect among the ten sects of the Immortal Dao, compared to the majesty of the other immortal sects, it is high, and the Star Picking Valley is like an ordinary village.

There are farmland, thatched huts, ten-mile peach forests, and various fruit trees planted in it.

When the previous three sects were sent, the disciples in the sect were all solemn.

When they came here, the disciples were all cultivating in the farmland and harvesting grain, giving people a bland charm of joy and peace.

"Demon Lord, Sect Master, Elder Li is polite, the Valley Lord is waiting inside, please!"

A strong middle-aged man in a peasant uniform walked out respectfully, picking the Star Valley Lord, the son of Mr. Jia Dao, and the heir of the next generation of the Valley Lord.

Everyone walked through the forest paths, and along the way, the fields were crisscrossed, chickens and dogs smelled each other, and there were disciples of the sect harvesting grain everywhere.

"It's autumn harvest season, it's a bit busy, the demon lord please wait in the grass hut for a while, later, my father will come over." The middle-aged man said flatly.

He should have known about the Peak Pavilion, the Feather Gate, and the Sea Hall being picked off.

Mr. Jia Dao faced Chu Du, and he was also more auspicious, but as a son, he did not show much sadness on his face, on the contrary, he was approachable.

This is the realm of comprehending the ordinary and always true, the natural avenue.