"Chen Lingguan, are you afraid?" Chen Qingshan stood on Chen Lingguan's shoulder, looked at the strong enemies on all sides, and whispered softly with his sword.

"I've already died once, so I'm not afraid." Chen Lingguan whispered.

On that day, in the Jinluan Palace, His Majesty the Holy Emperor of the Tang Dynasty said that Chen Lingguan was the embodiment of a wisp of remnant soul with a special name as a special Daomen Lingguan.

Unlike Hei Tiansuo, although Hei Tiansuo had a broken body, he still had previous memories, while Chen Lingguan didn't remember the past, he may have just been born based on a bit of soul fragment of a powerful existence, which was so small that it couldn't even carry half a memory.

"I don't have any memories of the past, but I do remember one thing." Chen Lingguan's voice sounded in Chen Qingshan's ears, and the sea of fire brought a violent wind, ruffling Chen Qingshan's robe.

Chen Lingguan took Chen Qingshan and began to climb slowly, until he reached the top of the firmament, facing an ancient god, Chen Lingguan firmly raised his big sword.

"Oh, what?" Chen Qingshan stood on Chen Lingguan's shoulder, and also raised the heaven and earth width in his hand.

"I lived this life for the sake of some people." Chen Lingguan spoke.

"Until the Holy Emperor woke me up in the Jinluan Palace on that day, I knew that the person I wanted to protect was you, Marquis of Taiping." Chen Lingguan has always been serious, like the most loyal guard, with an extremely solemn attitude, to protect Chen Qingshan.

Chen Lingguan didn't make many shots, but every time he made a shot, he was clean and clean, and he didn't drag the mud and water at all.

But Chen Lingguan, who has always been serious, now has a rare smile on his face.

When a person who has always been serious suddenly talks more, perhaps he feels something, or makes some decision that he will never go back to.

"I'm sorry to bring Chen Lingguan to the Chaos Sacred Mountain, and to involve you in this dispute." Chen Qingshan was a little apologetic.

"It's not in the way, after all, the meaning of my existence is to protect and make the path of the Marquis of Taiping easier, but Chen Lingguan's ability is limited, and he can't open a way for you." A huge smile appeared on Chen Lingguan's jade face.

The mandrill stretched out its palm, grasped the towering tree, and swept away its branches and leaves, and its long hairy, mountain-like body contained earth-shattering power.

The giant tree swept out a series of afterimages, and in the hands of the mandrill, the giant tree was like a big short stick, with the sound of breaking the air, swept towards Chen Qingshan.

The large space around the short stick was distorted wherever it passed, and the stick was pure power, with no mana or authority belonging to the mandrill to bless it.

But with this pure physical power, it shook the space.

"Slash!"

A green spiritual power shield appeared on Chen Lingguan's shoulder, protecting Chen Qingshan.

Chen Lingguan's body shook and disappeared from the spot, meeting the blow of the mandrill with huge acceleration, and then holding the sword in both hands, he slashed it without any fancy and collided with the giant wood in the mandrill's hand.

There was a "boom" sound, and the main peak of the chaotic gods shook.

The short rod in Shan Xiao's hand, where it collided with Chen Lingguan, appeared a dent, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared from the short rod and extended to the end of the short rod.

"Whoa!"

The green light within the crack, wisps of jade sword qi emerged from it, like growth, getting longer and longer, and finally the short stick in the mandrill's hand exploded, turning into dust, and finally fell from the mandrill's hand.

"Well, the Dao Sect Spirit Officer of the Six Realms can block the full force of my physical body, it's not easy." For the first time, Shan Xiao looked at Chen Lingguan, and his voice was like thunder.

"The ancient gods of the mandrill are too praised."

Chen Lingguan took Chen Qingshan to stand with his sword, hanging in the air, and hair-like cracks appeared on Chen Lingguan's body.

It was already very difficult to block the blow of the Seven Realms Mandrill with the cultivation of the Six Realms, and Chen Lingguan's hard body inevitably cracked.

"No matter how hard it is, the six realms are the six realms, and they will always be smashed." On the mandrill, Xuanhe whispered, disdainful in his tone, and a woman's voice came out.

As soon as the words fell, Xuanhe moved, flapped his wings slightly, and saw that this chaotic world was dark, and Xuanhe appeared in front of Chen Lingguan, pulling out a white line behind him.

"It's terrible speed." Chen Qingshan was surprised when he saw the Xuanhe who was close at hand.

In an instant, Xuanhe raised his wings, and with a clang, he turned into two heavenly swords and slashed at Chen Qingshan.

Chen Lingguan's condensed shield shattered as soon as he touched it.

Xuan He did not choose to attack Chen Lingguan, but directly chose to attack Chen Qingshan.

"Despicable."

Chen Lingguan abandoned the giant sword and protected Chen Qingshan with his hand, while his body retreated at great speed.

The sound of "bang" sounded again, and if the butcher of the butcher struck with two knives, he saw that a crack appeared on Chen Lingguan's arm, and then it shattered.

"It's not that hard."

Xuan He's blow, with mental calculation or unintentional, directly cut off one of Chen Lingguan's arms.

Chen Lingguan's arms and sword weapons all fell into the raging sea of fire below.

"You, if you don't go up the back mountain, even your life will be difficult to protect." Xuanhe stared at Chen Qingshan from afar and said disdainfully.

"You're going to pay the price." Chen Qingshan was not afraid, and the Aoki Dharma Boat flew out from Chen Qingshan's storage ring, turned into a wooden plate, buckled at Chen Qingshan's feet, and carried Chen Qingshan on it.

In everyone's incredulous gaze, Chen Qingshan took the initiative to break away from Chen Lingguan's protection and stood in front of Chen Lingguan.

It is necessary to use the cultivation of the Three Realms to directly face this ancient god.

"Is this Chen Qingshan crazy?"

"Without the protection of the Daomen Spirit Officer, he is afraid that he will not be able to live a breath."

There were disciples in the Holy Mountain World shouting, no matter how talented Chen Qingshan was before, they didn't think that Chen Qingshan could beat an ancient god, let alone reach the main peak of the Chaos God Sect under the blockade of so many ancient gods.

There are only two ancient gods who have made a move now, not to mention other ancient gods, as well as the strongest Rakshasa ancient god.

"Taiping Hou, Chen Qingshan, is this your true identity?"

On the Rakshasa Peak, the Rakshasa Divine Son looked at the battlefield from afar, his eyes were deep, the mountain wind was blowing, and his big sleeves were fluttering, and he remembered what Chen Qingshan had said.

"You really are not interested in the position of the Holy Son." Rakshasa Miko smiled bitterly.

"I didn't expect that you would have such courage, in front of the marquis of Chang'an City, come to my Chaos God Sect, aren't you looking for death?"

"Now in this game, how do you break it, is it possible to ask His Majesty the Holy Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to come in person?"

The Rakshasa Divine Son sneered, but there was some pity on his face......

"Soon, soon, I should be able to contact the mountain master!"

On the Shengxuan Peak, Gu Qingfeng looked at the sky worriedly, and when Chen Qingshan broke away from Chen Lingguan's protection, Gu Qingfeng's heart jumped even more, holding the sound transmission jade talisman in his hand, which cracked because he was too hard.

If he could contact the Lord of Shu Mountain, plus the group of great sword cultivators on Shu Mountain, Chen Qingshan might not have a chance to survive.

The jade talisman shone slightly, and then it turned dim, followed by Gu Qingfeng's eyes.

"Failed?" The rules in this chaotic sacred mountain made it impossible for Gu Qingfeng to contact Shu Mountain, even the highest-ranking sound transmission jade talisman in the world, and it could not break through the prohibitions and rules of the entire chaotic sacred mountain.

Just as the sound transmission jade talisman of the Floating Goddess could not contact the Xuanyue High Priest under the rules of Chen Qingshan's dantian world, this had nothing to do with the distance, it was based on the rules.

Gu Qingfeng was in a hurry.

"I didn't expect it, this guy is actually the Marquis of Taiping, Chen Qingshan, if my father knows, I am actually friends with a Marquis of the Tang Dynasty, and he has to beat me." An uninhibited voice rang out.

At this time, Xuanye, who was wrapped in white cloth all over his body, climbed onto the Holy Xuan Peak.

The relationship between the mound and the Tang Dynasty is not hostile, and the relationship cannot be good, after all, the method cultivated by the mound is regarded as a heresy by the monks of the Tang Dynasty, so the sect of the mound has been outside the Tang Dynasty court in a way that does not disturb each other.

"Whew!"

"Fortunately, there is no prohibition on this peak, otherwise when I come up, that guy will have to be cold."

Xuan Ye casually sat down on a stone next to Gu Qingfeng.

"Brave!" Glancing at Chen Qingshan in the sky, Xuanye gave his thumbs up.

With a casual throw, he threw out his father's coffin board, and the ground was pitch black, and even the light was swallowed up by the lid of the coffin.

Looking at the darkness on the ground, Gu Qingfeng's eyes lit up.

As part of the Immortal Artifact Tai Ying Coffin, this coffin lid can break through the restrictions of the rules of this chaotic sacred mountain and contact the Night King.

Xuanye began to contact his old father: "I'm a bad boy, what if I make some mistakes." ”

"He wouldn't be willing to beat me anyway!"

As a whirlpool appeared above the coffin, the voice of the Night King came.

"Huh? Is it Night? It was a slight sound, as if the Night King had just arisen from his slumber.

Gu Qingfeng could imagine that in the dim hall, there was a coffin as dark as night, the coffin was lifted from the lid, and the Night King slowly opened his eyes from it.

"It's Nighto! What's wrong! ”

"Is there anyone bullying you in this messy sacred mountain?!"

"Wait, the old man immediately called your eldest brother and second brother, brought millions of corpses, and killed the Chaos Sacred Mountain, if it doesn't work, I will wake up the corpse ancestor and ask for an explanation for you!"

The Night King's series of words directly smashed Gu Qingfeng and couldn't react.

Xuanye supports his forehead.

"No, old man, I want you to help get someone!"

"Oh? It's easy to catch people, tell me who they are and what they have done. Seeing that it was not his son who was being bullied, the Night King immediately calmed down.

In terms of his status, it couldn't be easier to get someone.

"This person may be a little difficult to find." Xuanye felt a little headache, thinking that he was an old man from home, and he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter yet.

"Who, you can say it quickly, as long as you don't kill the descendants of a certain holy mountain, or kill the prince and daughter of the Tang Dynasty, the old man can catch it!" In order to maintain the image in his son's heart, the old father of the Night King even made a package ticket.

"I didn't kill anyone, I just concealed the identity of the Marquis of Chang'an City and beat all the holy sons of the Chaos God Sect, and then became the holy son of the Chaos God Sect.

"Now the Chaos God Pope and a group of ancient gods are going to kill him."

North, far away, the Night King sat up from his coffin and remained silent for a long time.

Then he spit out three words: "Good fellow! ”