Ling Qiqi saw Lingxiaozi and Kongshenzi standing together on the high platform, and heard the suppressed muffled thunder non-stop, thinking that it was probably Kongyingzi who was demonstrating with her.

Girls always have a keen sense of instinctive capture of their rivals, so when Qiqi first climbed the Sky Styx Peak to find her senior brother, she realized that the owner of that peak was extremely unkind to her. Even if the empty underworld is not a 10% love rival, it must be a huge stumbling block on her way to pursue true love.

Coupled with Chi Xiaoxiao's brainwashing speech that produced a strange effect, Qi Qi couldn't help but start measuring the gap between her and Kong Shenzi with a new standard. Soon, Ling Qiqi was saddened to find that the cultivation of the Empty Immortal was much higher than her, and people seemed to be smarter than her, and even the most useless skin was better looking than her......

It's no wonder that Senior Brother Ling Xiaozi would go to the Empty Immortal Peak to recuperate, and was unwilling to stay in the main mountain for her to take care of, it must be because she was inferior to the Empty Immortal in every way compared to the two. Ling Qiqi thought that she had found the right result, and in the face of the cruel reality that the excellent uncle crushed her in all directions, the little girl not only did not plan to give up, but also found a new direction of struggle.

Ling Qiqi stared fearlessly at the empty underworld on the high platform, without the slightest intention of withdrawing a thousand small hearts. In the end, she is a senior in the door, and she is not easy to provoke in front of everyone, so she has to say silently in her heart: I am not afraid of you, the old lady must cultivate well in the future to become a god who covers the sky with one hand, and then press all the people who prevent me from pursuing my senior brother on the ground and beat their heads, let's see!

Uncle Xiao didn't understand the girl's mind, nor did he care about what this girl was thinking, all in all, he didn't take Ling Qiqi in his eyes at all, he just felt that she was very annoying.

Yun Ting was born extraordinary, his father and mother were children of Xianmen in the early years, and later because he was tired of the boring life day after day, he secretly ran away to play in the world, and in the process he met the Ming family, and the four of them hit it off at first sight and became close friends.

Then the Yun couple was forcibly recalled by the sect, and the couple didn't want the child to bear the fate of cultivating immortals as boring as the two of them since he was a child, so they entrusted Xiao Yunting, who had just passed the 100-day banquet, to Mingshuang's parents to take care of.

When Yun Ting was three years old, the couple came out again, saying that they had reached an agreement with the elders of the sect and became merchants who traveled back and forth between the major immortal sects to help the good-faced old men trade magic weapons and pills, in exchange for their free life in the mortal world.

It turns out that Yunting's parents are far from being the opponents of the old fritters, and the elders said that they promised them to live freely, in fact, the two of them are busy with the business of the fairy gate all year round, and Xiao Yunting can't see his father and mother a few times a year.

Therefore, Xiao Yunting does not have much closeness to his biological father and mother, and completely regards himself as a member of the Ming family, not only respectful to the Ming couple, but also regards Mingshuang as a brother.

Mrs. Ming once told Yun Ting, saying that there was a fortune teller at Xiao Mingshuang's 100-day banquet that this child would grow into a dead brain in the future, and it was easy to provoke a terrible rotten peach blossom, so Xiao Yunting should keep an eye on Mingshuang.

Yun Ting was obedient to Mrs. Ming, who had the grace of nurturing, and immediately decided to use all means to kill the Ming Frost Peach Blossom. From Grandma Wang, who sells melons on the next street, to the little girl next door who is babbling and scared, as long as it is a woman, all of them are the objects of Yunting's suspicion and attack.

As the fortune teller said, Xiao Mingshuang is becoming more and more upright, he feels that Yun Ting bullies the old and weak women and children all day long, which is simply unreasonable, so he said that he wants to cut off contact with Yun Ting, and the good bamboo horse brothers are so troublesome.

Later, he entered the Qingyumen to ask for immortals and asked, Mingshuang is to cultivate his body and mind to hoe the strong and help the weak, and Yunting is to take care of Mingshuang for Mrs. Ming, although Mingshuang doesn't want to accept his affection.

Mingshuang, the Taoist Lingxiaozi, devoted himself to the Dao, almost completely abandoned his mortal identity, abided by the etiquette and practiced diligently, and was gentle and polite to all his teachers and sisters but kept his distance.

Just when Yun Ting was optimistic that Ling Xiaozi would always be a cold gentleman with high wind and bright festivals, Lin He brought the bad news obtained from the divination, and then Ling Qiqi appeared, and Ling Xiaozi, who was beaten half to death by the Demon Venerable, came back with him.

The bad luck peach blossom in the fortune teller's mouth seems to be open.

"I'm very calm now, you get out of the way." Uncle Xiao looked at Ergou who was pulling his sleeve, thinking in his heart that no matter whether this guy was the previous Lingxiaozi or not, he couldn't let him be harmed by a messy woman.

Seeing that Ling Qiqi had no intention of stopping, the little uncle shook off the sleeve that was pulled by Mingshuang. The hundreds of thunderbolts that had been suppressing the black clouds that had been raging thunderstorms instantly split down, and in the face of the dazzling bright light that erupted from thousands of thunders, everyone blocked their eyes, and the thunder that poured out like a tide was even more like a wave of thunder that pierced through the clouds and cracked the stones.

All the little hearts in the sky were broken, and it rained.

The thunder and lightning did not stop rushing, they forcibly reversed direction after splitting the water core, and then all surged in one direction, and hundreds of thunderbolts converged in the air, gradually forming a giant thunderbird waving its wings.

Chi Xiaoxiao took the first step to notice the solemn killing intent mixed with the lightning and thunder, and intuitively felt that something was wrong, so he pulled up Ling Qiqi and turned around and ran. But the rolling thunder seemed to have eyes, and it kept chasing after Ling Qiqi, and it got closer and closer.

"Damn, the empty underworld clearly wants to kill you, doesn't he care about the old man?" Chi Xiaoxiao scolded distractedly, he used his agile body to pull Ling Qiqi to dodge constantly, wanting to fight back but afraid of revealing his identity, he was very passive for a while.

Cheng Yu in the ring was first drenched by the sudden thunderstorm, and then saw the little demon king and the violent girl being chased and killed by the thunderbolt bird, and he became more and more confused about the progress of the matter.

Uncle Xiao obviously doesn't have such good patience to play a catch-up game with others, Thunderbird sensed the master's intentions, and after a cry, it turned into a swift thunderbolt, and instantly rushed to Ling Qiqi, who fled in embarrassment.

The Void Daoist finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he stood up with a frown. Originally, I thought that Kong Mingzi was just joking with that little girl, but I didn't expect that he, a taciturn little junior brother, was really moved and wanted to get rid of Ling Qiqi as soon as possible.

"That's enough—" The sound of the bell ringing in the ancient temple sounded, and the powerful spiritual pressure was released without restraint, pressing the disciples who were still shallow in cultivation to kneel on the ground.

For the first time, Mingshuang realized the majesty of the master, and at that moment, he only felt a pair of invisible big hands, pinching his whole person hard in the palm of his hand. He couldn't breathe, instinctively felt fear, like a lamb culled by wolves on the steppe, and even if he tried to struggle, he would only end up bitten off his throat and eat. After Mingshuang held on for a while, the whole figure was drained of strength, and his legs were weak and fell to the ground with a thud.

Uncle Xiao originally wanted to reach out to hold Mingshuang, but before he could hold the second dog, he was forced to kneel down by the sudden strengthening of spiritual pressure, he raised his head to meet the gaze of the senior brother in charge, and actually gritted his teeth and stood up tremblingly.

The Thunderbird in the air actively dissipated when the owner felt threatened, and returned to Yun Ting's body as spiritual power, which could support him to stand up again.

"Empty hell, everything has a measure." The man rebuked with a blank look.

Yun Ting stared at the head in silence without saying a word, although he couldn't even straighten his back under the pressure of Qianjun, but he didn't mean to be soft at all, so he confronted the head so quietly and toughly.

Chi Xiaoxiao knew that Ling Qiqi had escaped a catastrophe, and saw that the ground was full of kneeling people, and Ling Qiqi also fell to the ground due to physical exhaustion and spiritual power oppression, and his eyes rolled and he lay directly on the ground panting.

The two people in the ring can be regarded as the most embarrassing players in this rookie competition, and there were so many accidents not long after the start of the fight, and now the two of them are lying on the ground together in a five-body position.

"Brother, I'll just admit defeat later, this time thunder and lightning rain, and a moment of divine power from the sky, what are the things." Cheng Yu's opponent was still tightly wrapped around the vines, and at this time he was slumped on the ground in a strange and charming posture, his face full of lovelessness.

Cheng Yu moved his head with difficulty, and nodded and agreed to the opponent's suggestion to surrender voluntarily.

The wind in early spring still carried a chill, and the disciples who had already been drenched in the rain shivered under the care of three or two gusts of wind, and several delicate and frail junior sisters also sneezed several loud times.

The head of the house looked at the junior who was drenched in the rain and wind, and then he was shocked to find that this lonely little junior brother who lived in seclusion was so stubborn, and he actually stood against his spiritual pressure, if he was unwilling to take a step back first, I am afraid that it was the disciples under the stage who suffered.

"Hey, I only knew that my junior brother was peerless, but I didn't expect that he was also a high-spirited person." The man sighed and withdrew the coercion, and there was a sudden gasp of relief on the field.

Yun Ting staggered two steps to stabilize his figure, and then quickly picked up Mingshuang who was kneeling on the ground.

"Whew, are you alright......" Uncle Xiao half leaned on Mingshuang and whispered in his ear.

Mingshuang felt an indescribable tiredness in Uncle Shi's tone, and quickly took his hand, and found that Uncle Junior's palms were full of sweat.

Before Mingshuang could open his mouth to ask, Uncle Shi closed his eyes first, and his whole body fell on him as if he had pulled out a bone. Mingshuang hurriedly hugged Uncle Shi, but touched the sweat-soaked clothes on Uncle Shi's back.

At this time, Lin He, who had been missing for a long time, reappeared, he looked at the disciples who were kneeling or lying on the field without knowing the situation, if it wasn't for the head of the sect standing on the high platform, he would almost think that it was the Demon Sect that invaded and attacked the Qingyu Gate.

Lin He trotted all the way to the high platform, and was even more shocked when he found that the Empty Immortal had fainted in Ling Xiaozi's arms, and pointed to the Empty Immortal and stammered a few words, and it took a long time to spit out a complete sentence.

"What's going on?" After Lin He finished speaking, he looked at Ling Xiaozi and found that the latter looked like a delirium in the sky, so he turned his gaze to the person who relied on the void Dao.

The head of the house answered Lin He's questions and said, "The senior brother of the empty underworld has held up a cup of tea under the pressure of my spirit. ”

"He didn't kneel for you? And a cup of tea? Lin He's eyelids jumped, and he came to an unbelievable inference in his heart.

Seeing that the head shook his head and nodded again, Lin He hurriedly took out a wisp of spiritual sense to spy on the inner mansion of the Empty Immortal Son, and after a long time, he turned around and said to the Void Daoist with a complicated expression: "The head of the sect, the Empty Immortal Son has cultivated to the Yuan Infant." ”