Some time ago, Yunlan Uranus's team, under the leadership of Zhang Wanting and under the instruction of the elders of the division, won several quick battles in a row and easily took down a few cities. But these battles, because it was too easy to win, and because he didn't meet Pei Jingsheng, Zhang Wanting, who was self-defeating, was a little confident.

It's no wonder that before Yang Qianming grew up, Zhang Wanting was a disciple of Yunlan Uranus, who cultivated the Eight Grades of Law, and was known as the first person under the Supreme Saint King of Yunlan Uranus.

But who would have thought that the trip to the demons first failed at the hands of Pei Jingsheng, and then with the rise of Yang Qianming, he, the supreme Xuanyang senior brother, has gradually lost his former status and demeanor.

Even this time, Yang Qianming was in retreat to practice the secret method, preparing to face Pei Jingsheng, but they were sent to be the vanguard. It's just a matter of being a pioneer, the division gave a death order, strictly requiring not to fight Pei Jingsheng head-on, to fight guerrillas, and to make trouble for Pei Jingsheng.

Zhang Wanting's heart is very disagreeable, why let him be a pioneer? Why should Yang Qianming get all the benefits? Could it be that he, Zhang Wanting, must be completely suppressed forever under the glory of Yang Qianming?

Zhang Wanting was unwilling in his heart, coupled with consecutive victories, and under the expansion of confidence, Zhang Wanting wanted to challenge Pei Jingsheng.

In fact, Zhang Wanting's doing this was not a reckless act, he made this decision after careful consideration.

First of all, if he can defeat Pei Jingsheng and recover the Tang Empire is no longer a difficult matter, the elders of the sect will definitely attach importance to him again, and recognize that even if there is no Yang Qianming, he Zhang Wanting can support the entire Supreme Xuanyang.

Secondly, this time the team is very strong, although there is no Holy King, but there are more than forty Holy Monks, each of whom is extraordinary, and the worst is also above the Six Grades of Law. Moreover, there is also the Eighteen Xuanyin Immortal Guard, who is known as the Eighteen Xuanyin Immortal Guard, who is known as the Saint King Supreme, if he cooperates well, although Pei Jingsheng has infinite combat power, he will inevitably be hated on the spot.

Last but not least, now in the Imperial City, only Pei Jingsheng is in charge, and the rest of the demons of the Void Heaven Demon Sect have all been sent out by Pei Jingsheng.

If this place is heavily guarded and there are countless demons, Zhang Wanting has the heart to make meritorious contributions, but he will definitely not take risks. But if there is only Pei Jingsheng here, and he still avoids fighting without fighting, for the conceited Zhang Wanting, he will definitely not be reconciled.

But in such a good situation, at such a critical juncture, Xuanwu stopped him.

At this moment, Xuanwu's eyes were deep, staring at the brightly lit palace, and said lightly: "Pei Jingsheng is unfathomable, only one person also has a great threat, we still follow the master's plan, let this Pei Jingsheng be dealt with by the young master of Chu."

Xuanwu said bluntly and frankly, except for Yang Qianming, Pei Jingsheng is not his opponent even if there are more people. Instead of sacrificing in vain, it is better to fight steadily, maintain vitality, and wait for Yang Qianming to come and fight again.

But the more Xuanwu said this, the more Zhang Wanting hated it, and his face completely darkened, because of Xuanwu's contempt, he said with a hint of anger: "The person who commanded the battle this time is me, Elder Jiuyang has already ordered you to listen to my orders, what if I order you must participate?"

Xuanwu's eyes were sharp, and he replied: "Even so, I, Xuanwu, will not fight for my brother's life in vain."

Zhang Wanting sneered, flipped it through casually, and took out a golden token, with the supreme book on it and the Xuanyang written on the bottom, with the golden sun on his back, which was the supreme Xuanyang order that represented the supreme Xuanyang order of the Supreme Sect in person.

"Xuanwu, do you know this order," Zhang Wanting asked with an order.

"Knowing"

Although he is subordinate to Elder Jiuyang, after all, he is a monk of the Supreme Xuanyang, and in front of the Supreme Xuanyang Order, even the Elder of Jiuyang must be respected, although Xuanwu has anger in his eyes, he also has to grit his teeth in response.

Seeing Xuanwu's situation at the moment, even if he didn't want to make an enemy, Zhang Wanting still gritted his teeth and was about to give orders.

however

Right now

"Have you discussed enough? Chirp crookedly lying here for a long time, Pei Mou has been waiting for you impatiently."

Pei Jingsheng

All the monks of the Supreme Xuanyang were shocked, and when they looked up, they immediately saw that above the void, under the full moon, wearing a dark gray robe, with black hair fluttering in the wind, Pei Jingsheng, who looked like a heavenly demon descending, looked indifferently at everyone who came from Yunlan Uranus.

It was revealed

When?

Even if it is Xuanwu, he can't help but feel a chill in his heart at this moment, the moment he makes eye contact with Pei Jingsheng, it seems that he has fallen into the deepest bottomless pit, Xuanwu, who has experienced countless lives and deaths, can't help but feel cold all over his body at this moment, and his heart bursts out with an incomparably dangerous feeling.

"Retreat"

Xuanwu didn't have time to think about it, shouted, and flew back, and the remaining seventeen brothers had the same mind, and under Xuanwu's order, they immediately followed up, but when they retreated, they did not have the slightest mess, they attacked and defended each other, and they obviously cooperated for a long time.

"Up"

However, during the retreat, Xuanwu heard Zhang Wanting rush out first without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and many of Zhang's children naturally followed. Each of them burst out with a strong battle intent and a terrifying magic weapon, and beckoned to Pei Jingsheng.

These monks, in the end, are all the leaders of Yunlan Uranus, each of them has profound cultivation, and the magic weapons of battle intent have been used one after another, and the infinite divine light instantly illuminates the night sky, breaking the silence of darkness, and shocking the universe, even the Holy King Supreme has to be temporarily forced to retreat.

But Pei Jingsheng's expression remained unchanged, looking at Zhang Wanting and the others, his eyes were full of contempt, as if he was looking at ants, he waved his right hand lightly without looking at it, the void ghost cried wolf, and eighteen extremely hideous skeletons suddenly came out from behind Pei Jingsheng. With a whine, he opened his mouth and bitten, and those powerful attacks were bitten one after another in a matter of moments.

Not only that, the eighteen withered demons were extremely powerful, biting the Baoguang battle intent, but still without the slightest pause, the demonic qi all over the body rippled and fluttered, with a laugh like a night owl, whining and rushing towards Zhang Wanting and the others, the demonic aura was pervasive, and the children of the Zhang family were completely trapped.

"These idiots"

Xuanwu's eyes were full of blood, and he wanted to tear Zhang Wanting apart, but even so, at the same time, he was supreme Xuanyang monk, but he couldn't see death without help.

"Saving lives"

Xuanwu let out a terrible roar, and suddenly his body soared, and the rock muscles broke through his clothes, as if the ancient holy beast Xuanwu turned into a * human form, strode into a meteor, and crashed headlong into a certain withered demon, and completely knocked it away, turning into a meteor and smashing down a palace building.

Xuanwu's hands seemed to be able to tear the sky, infinite power burst out, and the demonic qi blown out by the withered demon was torn open by a crack, and then, he saw that the brothers around Xuanwu were quick in their eyes and hands, and they quickly ran their battle intent, pulling everyone out.

Not only that, the Eighteen Xuanyin Immortal Guards have cooperated for a long time, and they are like brothers and sisters, and they have the same heart. When Xuanwu rescued people, there were still a few people under the leadership of Lao Xuanji, each of whom displayed their fighting spirit and attacked Pei Jingsheng, the purpose was just to entangle the other party, and they did not intend to fight with the other party for a long time, as long as Xuanwu rescued people, everyone would immediately flee.

Such a subtle cooperation was completed in only an instant, but it was also broken by Pei Jingsheng in an instant.

"The Light of a Grain of Rice"

Between the words, Pei Jingsheng suddenly took a single step, and the infinite demonic qi was like a rolling dark cloud, rippling out from his body. If the imperial city is large, but in the breath, it is completely enveloped, as if it has fallen into the netherworld, and there is no light in the darkness.

Heavenly Demon**: The world of demons is chaotic

The sound of whining and demon roaring emanated from Pei Jingsheng's body, and in an instant, under the black clouds covering the sky, countless demonic appearances came out, and the terrifying demonic qi floated all over their bodies, as if they could disturb the stability of the world, with the laughter of the owl, they rushed towards Xuanwu and the others in a dense group.

The demons are now in the sky, and the world is in chaos

The heavenly demon is formless and formless, it can't be dispersed, it can't be extinguished, it seems endless, the moment it entangled Xuanwu and the others, people can only feel it, and the surrounding is full of whimpering ghost howls, like falling into the netherworld.

The Xuanwu Divine Power reaches the sky, and the eighteen Xuanyin Immortal Guards each have their own fighting intentions, but they are entangled by these formless, immortal and immortal heavenly demons, even though the battle intent is shocking, but now they are still trapped in it, and their lives are hanging by a thread.

More and more screams appeared, one after another, and the supreme Xuanyang leaders, as if they had lost all their life essences, were entangled in the heavenly demons, fell from the sky, smashed heavily on the ground, and completely fainted.

Unable to resist, it only took a few moments for most of the casualties

Xuanwu's eyes were red, his eyes were about to split, and he roared angrily, but he never made the slightest breakthrough. The same is true for the deepest cultivation of Xuanwu, let alone the monks who are being cultivated. Including Zhang Wanting, soon everyone was robbed of their minds by the Heavenly Demon, as if they had fallen into an endless abyss, falling from the sky to the ground.

Pei Jingsheng is a person, and he is so strong that there are more than forty supreme Xuanyang leaders, and there are also eighteen Xuanyin Immortal Guards. As a result, in front of Pei Jingsheng, he didn't even have any chance to fight back, so he was captured.

Yes, this is an even more shameful time than killing this group of people, and that is all the prisoners.

Not only were all the captives, Pei Jingsheng also let one person go alone, looking at a small six-grade Dharma Saint leader in the void, the cold magic eye swept over, Pei Jingsheng said coldly: "Get out, go back to the Supreme Xuanyang, tell sù Yang Qianming, I Pei Mou will wait for him for three more days, and if I don't come after three days, one day late, I Pei Mou will kill one person, until he comes."

The venerable holy monk, who was so frightened that his soul was scared, trembled and fled for his life, as if he was afraid that Pei Jingsheng would chase him, and looked back from time to time, looking at the temple that was like Tianyun Lan Uranus

Yang Qianming didn't know how long it had been since the time outside, but in this empty and silent hall that made people crazy, Yang Qianming had already passed a full four months and twenty-seven days. Baidu search

For four months and twenty-seven days, Yang Qianming did not have any spiritual pressure because of the special situation of this Freedom Palace, but lived a very fulfilling life.

The cultivation of battle intent, the cultivation of magic weapons, Yang Qianming has a lot of things to do, in the face of the increasingly fierce battle of immortals and demons outside, Yang Qianming does not have much time to squander, he must do his best to complete the cultivation and get out.

Time is very tight, but Yang Qianming is still not in a hurry, because the more urgent it is, it will have the opposite effect, so Yang Qianming relaxed his mentality, trusted the leaders of the same sect, practiced seriously, and prepared to have a shocking battle with Pei Jingsheng.

But the leader of the same sect has betrayed Yang Qianming's trust, and the thing that should come is still coming.

Yang Qianming, who was carefully comprehending the battle intent, suddenly heard Zi Lao's voice, and his consciousness exploded, and the sound of infinite magic power converged into two words, constantly echoing in Yang Qianming's heart.

"Come out ......"

"Come out"

"Come out, come out, come out"

Yang Qianming suddenly opened his eyes, his bright eyes revealed a palpitating glow, and in an uncertain moment, Yang Qianming got up slightly and slowly walked towards the only door in this empty space.

Bang~

The huge stone door was easily pushed open by Yang Qianming, and the long-lost scenery was presented in front of Yang Qianming, and before he had time to appreciate these scenes, Yang Qianming saw Zi Lao standing at the door with a frosty face, obviously in a bad mood.

"Zhang Wanting challenged Pei Jingsheng and failed, and the forty-one leaders of Xuanyang, including the eighteen Xuanyin Immortal Guards, were all captured, and only one of them fled back. This man said, Pei Jingsheng will wait for you for three days, and if you don't show up, he will kill one person a day until he is killed. ”

Zi Lao's voice revealed a suppressed anger, I don't know if he was angry with Pei or Zhang Wanting, in short, Zi Lao is in a very unhappy mood now, if it weren't for the scruples of face, he would have sent the Holy King Supreme to solve the matter.

Compared with Zi Lao's anger, Yang Qianming's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded calmly: "I know, I'll go out now, and go and beat that Pei Jingsheng who doesn't even know him." ”

Zi Lao heard that Yang Qianming was so confident, and his mood was slightly comforted: "How much confidence?"

Yang Qianming casually pointed at him, the storage bag opened, and a terrifying chariot flew out of it. The chariot modeling machine is exaggerated, and the whole body is cast with red burnt copper, including the chariot war horse, all of which are covered with copper meaning, and the spirit is extraordinary.

Not only that, but eight golden war spears are inserted on the chariot, with blood lines entwined on them, and the fire light continues to penetrate the body, anyone can see that these eight war spears must be extremely powerful, and with the chariot, it is even more mysterious.

The chariot is imposing, not a mortal thing, it is a superb treasure, even Zi Lao couldn't help but have dark eyes, showing a favorite expression. But this is a thing of the younger generation after all, and even if Zi Lao appreciates it, he doesn't show too many ideas.

Yang Qianming stepped on the chariot, grabbed the reins with his left hand, and pulled slightly, the bronze cast god horse was originally a dead thing, but it came to life in an instant, looking up to the sky and hissing, hissing like a dragon's roar, and it was a god.

And the floating dragon pattern carving on the chariot body is even more alive, indulging in wild dances, neighing with the neighing of horses, igniting a raging fire, and taking advantage of the chariot is extraordinary. Yang Qianming, who was standing on the chariot, seemed to be the reincarnation of the god of war, and his whole body was full of shocking demeanor.

"No faith, no faith, in my eyes it's just an inevitable result"