Time is going on again, time flies, in the blink of an eye...... The year has passed, and this day has been a full year since the last time Zhou Dong pointed at Qing Xuanzi's nose to challenge.

From the Holy Maiden of the One Hundred and Eight Peaks to the nearly 40,000 Mountain Guardian Spirits, everyone is faintly eagerly looking forward to it.

Will Zhou Dong come as promised? Can this battle really be fought?

The significance of this battle is not limited to the newcomers who have been fighting for the Linglu for five thousand years, this is the pinnacle duel of the immortal cultivators under the immortal master, and it will also witness whether the demon genius will grow against the sky.

The mystery of Zhou Dong's strength made everyone look forward to this battle like never before.

Time passes with breath, but there is never a shadow of the challenges of the past, and the tension and suspense in people's hearts are getting higher and higher.

In the deepest part of the Cloud Hidden Realm, the three Ancient Star Venerables had a body aura as thick as a star field, and the waves crashed on the shore in a vast and endless way, and the three of them all had a calm face like water, waiting quietly.

After a while, Ding Tian Xingzun suddenly shook his head lightly, and slowly spoke:

"Purple Shadow, our bet today will have a result, if Zhou Dong loses, what will happen to you?"

A smile slowly bloomed on the face of the Purple Shadow Star Venerable, and the pear nest appeared:

"If Zhou Dong can't defeat Qing Xuanzi, then when my hopes are disappointed, I will immediately arrange for Zhou Dong to enter my Holy Palace, and after we enter the Blood Demon Realm, let Zhou Dong command the One Hundred and Eight Peaks on my behalf to resist the abnormal movement from the Blood Demon Realm, and eliminate his idea of participating in the war as soon as possible. ”

Ding Tian Xingzun nodded and smiled: "That's very good." ”

The Purple Shadow Star Venerable glanced at the Star Venerable's eyes and said angrily:

"Dingtian, you say this as if Zhou Dong will really lose, what if Zhou Dong wins?"

Ding Tianxingzun's face was stunned, and he shook his head and said:

"Purple Shadow, a god cultivator, has increased his strength by nearly twenty years in a year, do you think it is possible? Don't say that Zhou Dong won, even if he can fight with Qing Xuanzi, what if we allow him to enter the Blood Demon Realm?

This catastrophe corresponds to the great virtue, don't we want to be able to move all around? We are just afraid that Zhou Dong will not be able to bear it. ”

With that, the three fell silent again.

When Shi Mei Xingzun grew up, these few people were still ignorant on the road of cultivating gods, so to speak, Shi Mei Xingzun was also a teacher and a friend.

After the fall of Shi Mei Xingzun, these Star Venerables had spent great efforts to find the relics of Shi Mei Xingzun, but they couldn't find them all, and they found nothing.

No one knows how Zhou Dong inherited the mantle of Shi Mei Xingzun, but after such a long time, it is no longer important, the important thing is that Zhou Dong has become the body of the golden crow, and has inherited the body and magic power of Shi Mei. And more importantly, Zhou Dong also cultivated both water and fire, and achieved a double life and death realm.

Such a genius, the three Ancient Star Venerables all have the intention to fulfill, their expectations for Zhou Dong are too high, but there are risks with achievements, can Zhou Dong withstand the risks of the Blood Demon Realm?

Purple Shadow Star Venerable sighed for a long time and said slowly, "I look forward to Zhou Dongneng to surprise me." I don't need him to defeat Qing Xuanzi, as long as he can have the strength to compete with such a strong man, I will fulfill him. ”

The other two Star Venerables nodded slowly at the same time and stopped talking.

The battle of Zhou Dong should not be missed, in the Yunyin Pavilion trading workshop, Li Ling sat behind the counter, holding the Xuantie Ling slightly narrowed his eyes nervously in anticipation, and at this moment, suddenly slammed the ground, and someone slammed the jade box on the counter.

Li Ling was frightened and jumped, at this moment, the entire Yunyin Pavilion was long gone, everyone went back to see the exciting battle, how could anyone still come to the door.

Li Ling Huoran raised his head, and saw Gu Ran, who had white hair, standing there with an angry face on his face. ...,

Li Ling was surprised, stood up with a smile, and carefully put away the jade box on the counter:

"Master, again—Zhang Xuan's Soul Light Talisman has been made?"

Gu Ranxin nodded coldly:

"If you have a chance, you can send it to Zhou Dong, hmph, I don't understand, Zhou Dong's kid's head is in the water to challenge Qing Xuanzi? ”

Li Ling laughed, stretched out his hand to invite Gu Ranxin to the back, and let him sit down in a soft chair:

"Da Mou, Zhou Dong should have his own plans. ”

Gu Ranxin frowned fiercely, and said angrily:

"What are the plans, it's not that I can't hold my breath, and after being suspected, I will jump out of anger and force my head. What's wrong with being told two words, the saints don't mind what you mind, isn't this self-inflicted? ”

Li Ling smiled, knowing that this master had this irritable temper, but at this moment, he was obviously really worried about Zhou Dong.

Li Ling's heart was warm, and he was about to explain a few words, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that the Xuantie in his hand was screaming, and the bright light pierced straight into the depths of his divine consciousness, reflecting his heart brightly.

Li Ling and Gu Ranxin were moved at the same time, and the two of them quickly sat on the soft chair and leaned back, connecting the Xuantie Order through their divine sense.

At this moment, tens of thousands of people at the same time "no watermark" and eagerly, all of them connected the Xuantie Order, in their minds, they clearly saw that the Linglu was elegant, the dense fog was strange, and the ancient trees in the distance were towering, in the dense fog, Zhou Dong stood next to the Linglu, and the sound of the ground completely pushed his Xuantie Ling into the groove of the Linglu.

On the other side, Qing Xuanzi stood away with a sneer on his face.

"The challenge began, Zhou Dong did not have a negative contract, and he really passed the challenge. ”

"Oh my God, the pinnacle showdown above the power of the world, how exciting will it be?"

"Even though Zhou Dong's strength is mysterious, but in the face of Qing Xuanzi, can he really resist it?"

Everyone who saw this scene was boiling at the same time, and they forced down the excitement in their hearts and waited anxiously.

In front of the Holy Maiden's Spirit Palace, Junxiu and Bingyu sat on the rocks under the waterfall, and their fists were clenched. Jun Xiu's face was a little unnaturally pale, she had personally experienced the magic of Zhou Xuanzi's hand print, but Jun Xiu couldn't imagine that with those thaumaturgy, she could achieve a leap in absolute strength?

Seeing the two people standing next to the Linglu, the three Ancient Star Venerables also calmed down and looked at them tightly.

Qing Xuanzi on the opposite side was obviously deliberately combed, his long shirt fluttering, and his hair was pulled high.

Qing Xuanzi looked coldly at Zhou Dong on the opposite side and nodded slowly:

"Zhou Dong, you really came. ”

Zhou Dong had no expression on his face

Qing Xuanzi paused and continued:

"Zhou Dong, I know that you came to challenge me today, not just because of the fight for Linglu, you have a grudge against me, but what I want to say is that the two of us have no real hatred, some are just some battle of will. Are you really going to ignore the fact that you're going to challenge me?"

Countless people all calmed down, and the entire Cloud Hidden Realm was silent at the moment, quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

Zhou Dong was still expressionless, and he didn't say anything.

Qing Xuanzi stared at the figure opposite, sighed for a long time, shook his head and said:

"Zhou Dong, you think that you have no one in your eyes because of your excellent talent, and you are reckless and reckless, I originally thought that a talent like you was worthy of deep friendship, but now it seems that I am very disappointed in you. ”

The immortals watching the battle didn't know what the two of them were anxious about, and they all showed thoughtful expressions when they heard this.

Zhou Dong stood opposite, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. ...,

"Qing Xuanzi ......"

Say. ”

"You fart!"

When Qing Xuanzi heard this, his whole body burst out, his anger was raging, and the green tendons on his forehead were thumping.

Zhou Dong stood on the opposite side, his eyes were deep, and he was faintly murderous.

If the saint has nothing to do with Zhou Dong, then he won't ask if others scold the saint, but the saint of the thirty-six peaks is Zhou Dong's lover, Xia Junru is ice and jade in Zhou Dong's heart, like a holy heart lotus that cannot be defiled.

But Qing Xuanzi dared to scold the saint in front of Zhou Dong, and this is not counting, but he also openly gathered in front of the saint's spirit palace to question the injustice of the saint, and even faintly pointed out the saint's chastity, almost endangering the safety of his lover.

Qing Xuanzi has already touched the bottom limit of Zhou Dong.

Under such circumstances, Qing Xuanzi could still stand on the opposite side and talk eloquently, and Zhou Dong was already deeply angry.

Qing Xuanzi's eyes were about to erupt fire, he clenched his teeth, and the breath on his body climbed up point by point, rising higher and higher, and suddenly, all the breath was fiercely collected, and all the lower breath was re-contained in the body "No Watermark", and Qing Xuanzi's whole person instantly seemed to have become a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the sharp edge of his body was thrilling.

That sword intent seemed to be able to shoot into the deepest part of people's hearts, and the immortals watching the battle—some of them with low strength, even couldn't help but cry—shouted, drenched in cold sweat by this sword intent, and their cold hairs stood on end, as if that sharp edge was coming towards them, and could easily tear their lives into countless pieces.

The strength of the Spirit Needle Crossing the Sword Realm - to Ruosi.

Is that the power of the immortals above the blade?

Zhou Dong stood opposite, his face a little pale.

Seeing this, the withered Master Gu Ranxin clenched his fists in hatred, and couldn't help muttering in his mouth:

"Look, look, this is the gap in absolute strength, Zhou Dong, are you looking for death?

Qing Xuanzi retracted his body breath, stared coldly at Zhou Dong on the opposite side, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Zhou Dong, you came to challenge me, you are looking for death by yourself, but you can't complain about me. ”

"Stop talking nonsense. ”

Zhou Dong drank coldly, and his hands were slowly raised, and the handprints of Dao Miaoman's incomparable way were like holding the stars in his arms, mysteriously flowing in the two seasons of Zhou Dong.

"Good. ”

Qing Xuanzi shouted, shook his hand, and the slender spirit sword slammed to the ground, directly swept into a streamer, and stabbed straight to the opposite side with a dazzling momentum.

If the sword is practiced, the sneering sound of breaking the wind on the tip of the sword shows extremely strong strength.

It is worthy of the thaumaturgy of the spiritual needle, the slender sword body actually contains the meaning of the broad and profound Heavenly Dao, and the sword body seems to drive the rapid circulation of endless stars.

It was as if the endless Heavenly Dao was unfolding in front of my eyes.

Many people couldn't help but be moved, and secretly shouted: "Good swordsmanship." ”

With a thud, the tip of the sword stabbed into Zhou Dong's chest.

Zhou moved his palms as if he was slow and urgent, and he was wound around the spirit sword, and an extremely strong adhesive force was generated.

And suddenly, Zhou Dong's complexion changed greatly, and the strength of the spirit sword was so strong that it was shocking, and his handprint didn't even drive the direction of the spirit sword.

Boom - the streamer should be stabbed in the chest.

Zhou Dong was shocked, the power of the handprint rebounded, and with the help of this power, his upper body rushed out to the side.

The thin spirit sword slashed against his chest, and the danger was slight, and the slow movement was the danger of being pierced through the chest.

"Huh?"

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but beat in their hearts, and their faces showed a playful color, and Zhou Dong was in danger when he came up, and the magic of Leng Yue's handprint couldn't help but clear Xuanzi.

"That's absolute power. ”...,

In the depths of the Cloud Hidden Realm, the three Star Venerables also frowned fiercely at the same time.

Qing Xuanzi's body flowed, Xuanqi was like clouds and mist, - the sword was not completed, - shook his wrist, and slammed - the sound spirit sword fell slightly, turned the direction and continued to chase Zhou Dong.

The Spirit Needle Tribulation Sword was faster than lightning, and stabbed into Zhou Dong's chest again.

The two of them flipped and moved in the thick fog, so fast that they were flawless, and their moves were extremely dangerous, and they were thrilling again and again.

Zhou Dong's handprints were raised again and again, and they were brilliant in the world, but the sword power of Qing Xuanzi was too strong, the speed was too fast, and the profound realm inside could not be pondered.

The second sword

The third sword

The Fourth Sword

Zhou Dong has already gone straight into danger, and his life is superior in the crazy sword rain, and he has almost no power to fight back.

Gu Ran's anxious beard was cocked, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Zhou Dong, you are stupid, the handprint doesn't work, don't you change your moves?"

At this moment, with a bang, Qing Xuanzi's fifth sword stabbed again.

This sword is faster than the previous swords, both are stronger, almost like a meteor, so fast that it is dazzling, but the afterimage of the Dao, the spirit sword stabbed down.

Zhou Dong is already tired of coping.

Qing Xuanzi on the opposite side - his face is smiling, Zhou Dong, let's die.

And all of a sudden, Qing Xuanzi saw that Zhou Dong's handprints were becoming more and more wonderful, like the stars moving, and his hands flashed towards his spirit sword.

Qing Xuanzi suddenly felt that the strength of the handprint that moved this time made him change color in shock, and the extremely strong sticky force deflected his sword power away.

Zhou moved his hands and waved forward, but Qing Xuanzi felt that his body was strangely unable to retract the momentum, and he took a few steps and fell.

Qing Xuanzi was frightened and flew out of the sky, and hurriedly forcibly retracted the momentum.

Zhou Dong's handprint did not stop at all, - one hand - Yang gently - with - push, Qing Xuanzi's arm clicked on the ground - the sound of the bone joints was crisp, involuntarily rushed to the side - sideways, Zhou Dong another - one hand volleyed - trembled, - the unbeatable force slammed - the sound passed through the middle palace, hitting Qing Xuanzi's ribs.

Qing Xuanzi, who forcibly regained his momentum, suddenly felt a pain in his heart and lungs, and Zhou Dong this palm almost knocked his talisman qi away, and his body flew straight out like a broken sack, and after landing on the ground, he took a few steps back again, his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloodstained, and he looked at the opposite side with shocked eyes.

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(To be continued.) [