It's night.

Su Ling sat cross-legged on the top of the pavilion, cultivating the second layer of the True Dragon Immortal Technique - Turning into a Dragon with the help of the bright starlight!

Unlike the first layer of primary defense.

The dragon is completely killed!

Cultivating to the Great Perfection, one can temporarily transform any part of the body into a dragon form, and the power it bursts out is equal to one's own realm, and the higher the realm, the greater the power.

Here, Su Ling was concentrating on cultivation, and he didn't notice that under a plane tree not far behind him, Xu Changfeng was holding a wine gourd and staring at him with interest.

"Alas~"

Looking at the back of Su Ling's serious cultivation, Xu Changfeng suddenly sighed.

He knew that Su Ling had been running to Qing Shixuan's small courtyard a few days ago.

also knows that the marriage date of Chen Jinfei and Qing Shixuan broke out in the Holy Land today.

Combined with Su Ling's appearance at the moment, it was actually not difficult to guess what he wanted to do.

"Children are long, and they are not shallow to harm others."

Xu Changfeng sighed with emotion, drank all the wine in the gourd, and then went back to the house to rest.

……

For ten days in a row, Su Ling was immersed in penance.

Even in order to break through to Jindan Yizhong faster, he would listen patiently in Zhang Chengen's class, and sometimes even if he was out of class, he would be cheeky and shameless to ask.

And the effect is also very significant.

In just ten days, he broke through from the eighth foundation building to the peak of foundation building, and he was only one step away from the first weight of Jindan.

……

That night, Su Ling was still cultivating on the pavilion with his knees crossed.

Vaguely, a real dragon phantom appeared behind him, and it seemed to be slowly merging into his body.

About two or three hours later, the True Dragon Phantom had been completely integrated into Su Ling's body.

Suddenly, a majestic dragon roar resounded in the sky, and after a few seconds, it quietly dissipated.

At the same time, Su Ling slowly opened his eyes.

If you look closely, you can see that there is an extra hint of gold in his pupils.

"Hoo ......"

Su Ling breathed a long sigh of relief.

Feeling the majestic killing power in his body, the corners of his mouth rose and he smiled evilly.

"Although I haven't cultivated the Phantom Dragon to the Great Perfection yet, it's completely enough for now."

"There are still five days left, and it shouldn't be difficult to break through to Jindan Yizhong."

"Five days later, it's time for me Su Ling to shine."

"Chen Jinfei, you wash my neck and wait!"

In the next few hours, Su Ling did not cultivate again, but locked himself in the room.

At that time, if the robbery succeeds and Chen Jinfei is killed, then the Ziwei Holy Land will never have any place for him again.

So you have to think of a perfect way out before that.

……

And these days, the whole of the crape myrtle holy land is busy decorating the wedding scene.

After all, the Holy Lord of Ziwei is such a precious son, and the wedding scene should be decorated more grandly.

Moreover, Chen Xuanji has already announced to Dongzhou.

At that time, tens of thousands of sect forces in the entire Dongzhou will probably send people to congratulate them, and naturally they can't fall into the demeanor of everyone in the Ziwei Holy Land.

In the next few days, in front of the gate of the crape myrtle holy land, people kept coming with invitations.

Most of them are the heads or elders of some small sects, and the purpose of this trip is also very simple, that is, they want to take advantage of Chen Jinfei's wedding day to get acquainted with each other in the Ziwei Holy Land.

There is no way, although the Dongzhou Sect has more than 10,000 forces, it is always those three families who have the right to speak, Ziwei Holy Land, Tianxuan Holy Land, and Taichu Holy Land.

For these people, the crape myrtle holy land has long prepared a place for them to stay.

……

Time flies like a white horse, and fourteen days have passed in a flash.

Tomorrow is the day Chen Jinfei and Qing Shixuan get married.

Towards evening, Su Ling climbed onto the top of a palace at the inner gate.

Sitting here, he can overlook the entire inner door.

"Hoo ......"

Looking at the holy place with colorful lights and red silk hanging everywhere, Su Ling breathed a long sigh of relief and lay on the roof with his arms on his pillow.

From this angle, you can see the small island glowing red above the sky.

Seeing this island in the sky, Su Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had already learned from his fellow brothers that it was the place where Chen Jinfei and Qing Shixuan would hold their wedding tomorrow, Linyuan Cliff!

"Here, it will be the first stop for my Su Ling to become famous in the world."

"It will also be the place where you Chen Jinfei is buried!"