Bei Rongpeng's eyes didn't open, even though now her cultivation had been raised to the peak of the Cave Xuan Realm.

She didn't open her eyes, which meant that the cultivation in her body was still rising.

Wen ray swims in Bei Rongpeng's side, the girl's long hair is flying, her dress is fluttering, her facial features are as beautiful as jade carving, and her eyes are quietly closed at this time, like a beautiful artistic and clear sky.

The Tai Chi mark that emerged in Beirong Pengmei's heart came to her feet, and everyone didn't realize that the sky of the Hidden Sword Sect suddenly darkened.

It was originally morning, but at this time, the stars suddenly changed.

Those disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect had never seen so many stars in the night.

Because of Bei Rongpeng, because of this daughter of the deceased of the Death Gate, all the stars in the sky lit up at this time, and these stars jumped happily, and the starlight poured down, and illuminated the ground as if it were day.

Under the starlight, Bei Rongpeng opened his eyes.

In the beautiful eyes, gray is gone, replaced by a clear sky, and a mysterious desert.

The mysterious and noble daughter of the deceased finally opened her eyes with a bewitching color, revealing her signature different pupils.

When they opened their eyes, a tsunami shook everyone's hearts.

The daughter of the deceased, the realm has been broken!

Among the sons of the four major sequences of the Zhangwei Continent, she was the first to break through the realm.

Beirong Peng entered the WTO for half a year, walked from the extreme south to the extreme north, covered his eyes, walked the world, and finally formed a spirit and stepped into the realm of spirit.

The disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect looked at the deceased daughter in mid-air, this was the first time they had truly seen the top genius of the Zhangwei Continent.

Bei Rongpeng was about the same age as them, even younger than some disciples, but they were still in the realm of refining or condensing qi.

Bei Rongpeng, the son of the sequence, has broken through to the gods and become a strong man.

Especially seeing the picture of Bei Rongpeng's breakthrough with his own eyes, the hearts of these people are full of emotion.

The gap between people...? ... Why is it so big......

Seeing Bei Rong Peng's breakthrough with his own eyes was both a spectacle and a blow to these ordinary disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect and the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect......

Seeing Bei Rong Peng break through the Dao Divine Spirit Realm, a gloomy look appeared on the face of the elders of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, and then it was quickly disguised.

If Jin Lingyun, the son of the sequence in the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, had not been snatched away by Zhang Bufan and Long Thirteen, at this time, Jin Lingyun had also broken through to the Divine Spirit Realm, and the first Sequence Son to break through to the Divine Spirit Realm must be this one of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect!

However, although he lost a big opportunity, the young sect master also had another opportunity, as a son of luck, even if he was a little slower than this Bei Rongpeng, he would soon catch up.

At this time, since Bei Rongpeng had revealed his identity, the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect hesitated.

If Bei Rongpeng is just an ordinary disciple of the Afterlife Gate, it would be easy to say, but she is the son of the sequence of the Afterlife Gate, if she moves the daughter of the Afterlife Gate, the Afterlife Gate will definitely start a war with the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect.

Although the Afterlife Gate is the most low-key and mysterious among the four major sects, no one dares to underestimate the Afterlife Gate because of this.

After all, the group of people in the Afterlife Gate practiced the secret art of the Heavenly Machine, not to mention the fighting method, they just moved some hands and feet on the Heavenly Machine, and these people didn't even know how they died.

As a last resort, the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect are absolutely unwilling to move North Rongpeng.

But now, Bei Rongpeng is determined to stand on the opposite side of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect with that kid from the Hidden Sword Sect.

Since the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect has moved such a big battle this time, it means that they are also really angry.

Zhang Bufan and Long Thirteen must die.

Elder Hu of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect said to Bei Rongpeng: "I, the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, have no grievances with the Afterlife Gate, and I also ask the daughter of the Dead Life not to involve the Afterlife Gate in this battle." ”

Bei Rongpeng's expression did not move, he raised his hand to the top of his head, and said: "Hugh is talking nonsense, Jin Lingfeng and the three of them dare to fight my idea in Lin'an City, and the contradiction between the Death Gate and the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect has started since that time." ”

When Bei Rongpeng's words fell, her hands were already full of starlight.

Seeing this, Elder Hu sneered: "Since you are obsessed with this female doll, let the old man see the secret technique of the Death Gate!"

The glazed pagoda behind Elder Hu had the potential to swallow clouds and spit out mist, and mercilessly suppressed Rong Peng to the north.

Beirong Peng's ancient well has no waves, and the jade fingertips are staggered with starlight, ignoring Elder Hu's glazed pagoda, and directly pointing the starlight to Elder Hu's deity.

In Bei Rongpeng's hands, Xinghui weaved a criss-crossing chessboard.

Elder Hu was trapped in the chessboard, no matter how he moved and moved, he couldn't leave the boundary of the chessboard, and Elder Hu was controlled by Bei Rongpeng, and the connection between him and his Linglong Pagoda was also cut off, and the mighty Linglong Pagoda quickly dissipated in the air.

Elder Hu looked at the chessboard in the middle of him with a shocked expression, and his voice trembled: "You... You've actually practiced all over the place!"

The other two elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect of the Divine Spirit Realm also sacrificed their own glazed pagodas, one with three layers and one with four layers.

"Arrogance! The three of us have been in the Divine Spirit Realm for many years, and we are still afraid that you, a little doll who has just broken through the Divine Spirit, will not succeed?!"

The elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect shouted angrily, and controlled his glazed pagoda to smash it towards the chessboard that had been formed by Bei Rongpeng.

Boom!

The collision between the two glazed pagodas and the Starlight Chessboard in succession made a roaring sound, and the earth trembled with it.

Beirong Pengliu frowned, and fighting against the three gods at the same time made her feel a little difficult in an instant.

"I'm here to help you!" Long Thirteen shouted, directly revealing his true body, and a dragon soared out of the air, and the thick snake tail swept towards one of the glazed pagodas.

The glazed pagoda that was swept by the dragon's thirteen tails suddenly spun and flew upside down.

With one less glazed pagoda, the pressure on Bei Rongpeng has also been reduced a lot. Guiding the starlight again, he used the chessboard between heaven and earth to bind another elder of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect to the chessboard.

With the addition of Dragon Thirteen, the battlefield was instantly divided into two.

On Long Thirteen's side, he who had the strength of the Demon Monarch was completely the elder of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect who was fighting against him.

Although Bei Rongpeng had just broken through to the Divine Spirit Realm, he was not left behind in the face of the two elders who had been in the Divine Spirit Realm for many years, and controlled the two of them in the chessboard woven by the stars as soon as he made a move.

Looking at the two Seven Treasure Liuli Sect elders who were constantly struggling on the chessboard, Bei Rongpeng suddenly asked Zhang Bufan: "Do you like white or black seeds?"

Zhang Bufan was stunned, he didn't know how to play, so he said casually: "Heizi, I like black." ”

Bei Rongpeng slowly curled the corners of his mouth, and then chanted an ancient incantation, as if he was softly muttering a song with obscure words.