Chapter 145: Let's Dance, Vientiane Heavenly Lead!

"Alright, don't be rude."

With a calm voice rang out.

The disciples of Beifeng, who were originally laughing, shook their heads and restrained their smiles.

I saw Gai Rong, led by the disciples of Beifeng, smiling slightly sideways at Chen Zhixing and the others.

"Guan Zhenchuan, your Nanfeng's way of appearing is really ingenious."

Among the three, Peng Nai, who was full of thick black hair and hung down to his waist, looked at Chen Zhixing, and his eyes lit up and said, "Oh? You've also broken through the True Self Realm? ”

Without waiting for Chen Zhixing to reply, he grinned and said, "Okay, good, that's interesting!" Otherwise, if you're too weak, I'm afraid that if you're not careful, you'll be scrapped! ”

Chen Zhixing smiled faintly: "I also hope that your strength can be as hard as your mouth, I often accidentally kill people." ”

As soon as these words fell, whether it was the South Peak or the North Peak, countless disciples were stunned.

I don't know when the North Peak has long been accustomed to overriding the South Peak.

Often, when the disciples of the North Peak meet the disciples of the South Peak, and occasionally ridicule them, most of the reactions of the disciples of the South Peak are silent, or they snort coldly and leave.

Therefore, it is extremely rare for Chen Zhixing to come back so directly!

This caused the disciples of both the north and south peaks to be a little shocked and did not react.

After seeing Peng Nai stunned for a moment, he suddenly laughed, revealing a mouth full of fangs:

"Hahaha, interesting! I just like people of your character! It's not like some cowards, who can't let out a fart for a long time, and it's boring to fight! ”

"Xiao Ping, I hope you can go to the third level, I'll wait for you at the third level!"

After speaking, Peng Nai said nothing more and walked into the crowd.

"Come on."

Gai Rong looked around, smiled and glanced at the group of Nanfeng disciples, and also walked into the crowd.

Crunch.

The thick door of the Kunhe Hall slowly opened outward.

The three figures, pulling up their long backs, walked out of the Kunhe Palace.

Walking on the left and right sides, half a position behind the person in the middle, one was a beautiful Taoist girl wearing a heavenly ink-colored robe, and the other was a middle-aged man with a square face, a short beard, and an expressionless face.

These two people are naturally Mo Yuemei, the head of the South Peak, and Tuoba Shinichi, the head of the North Peak!

"North Peak, see the top of the peak!"

"South Peak, see the top of the peak!!"

In an instant, on the square outside the Kunhe Palace, in the heavy rain.

Countless disciples of the South Peak and the disciples of the North Peak saluted towards their respective peaks at the same time.

Subsequently.

The disciples of the two peaks of the north and south looked at the figure of the old man in the middle at the same time, and said in a deep voice:

"Nanfeng!"

"North Peak!"

"See Lord Saint!"

"Hmm. No need to be polite. The old man smiled.

Chen Zhixing looked at this white-haired and white-bearded Tianlan Holy Lord, whose skin was a little dark, and his ears drooped, who had already returned to his roots, like a village man and an old farmer.

Tianlan Holy Lord, Qin Tianzhong!

One of the world's top Nirvana peak powerhouses, he has been the master of the Tianlan Holy Land for eight hundred years!

"I just don't know, this Tianlan Holy Lord Qin Tianzhong, or grandfather Chen Daoyan, which one is stronger."

Chen Zhixing couldn't help but think in his heart.

A moment later.

As the Tianlan Holy Lord announced the completion of the rules of the Great Competition, he said in a deep voice:

"Two peaks, let's start now."

The voice fell.

The Tianlan Holy Lord stretched out his hand and gently pressed down.

In a flash.

Rumbleβ€”β€”!

Located between the north and south peaks, a wide waterfall like a Milky Way suddenly stopped. 、

The next moment.

Six ancient mountain trails appeared at the original waterfall in an instant.

"Tianyu, Ran'er, Ping'er! Go down and prepare! ”

Mo Yue's eyebrows flashed.

"Yes!"

Chen Zhixing and the three of them glanced at each other and flew away from the Kunhe Palace.

A moment later.

Chen Zhixing and the three of them came to the foot of the mountain, looked up, and saw three ancient roads leading to the sky, narrow and long, and they couldn't see the end at a glance.

"Senior Brother Xiao, Senior Sister Li, it's the first time for you to participate in the big competition, you should choose the ancient path first!"

"Okay."

Li Ran thought about it and chose the one on the far left among the three ancient roads.

Chen Zhixing, on the other hand, chose the ancient road on the far right at random.

"Let's get started!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and immediately stepped onto the first step of the ancient road.

As if an earth-shattering array was activated, a yellow light suddenly swept across the entire ancient road.

Immediately.

Chen Zhixing felt a sealing power coming, blocking all the three Great Dao seeds in his body.

"Is this the power of oppression?"

Chen Zhixing's heart moved, and then he walked towards the top of the ancient road with a calm face.

A mist filled the sky from both sides of the ancient road, covering the entire ancient road.

Chen Zhixing walked all the way, and he found that on this ancient road, not only was the power of the Law Phase blocked, but even the speed divine method such as the Longitudinal Law Step could not be used.

"In other words, does it have to be hit?"

The corners of Chen Zhixing's mouth hooked up slightly, he also wanted to see what kind of goods the so-called Tianlan Holy Land disciples were!

Boom!!

Chen Zhixing's pace increased suddenly, like an arrow off the string, shooting up quickly!

Layers of thick mist were quickly torn apart!

About a stick of incense after a while.

Chen Zhixing's footsteps paused suddenly, and he looked up.

I saw it in front of him.

The fog gradually lifted.

Countless figures under black pressure slowly emerged from the heavy mist.

They stood all over the mountain road, dense, overwhelming, and there was no end in sight!

"Xiao Zhenchuan, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

One of the disciples of the North Peak of the Peak of the Divine Journey grinned and showed a cold smile.

Boom!

A black halberd appeared in the hand of the disciple of the North Peak.

He stood with his halberd in his hand, the tip of which pointed diagonally to the ground, and a trace of mountain peaks blew his black hair.

He looked down at Chen Zhixing:

"Cultivate Lu Pei in the Lower North Peak Dao, intercept here on the order of the peak head!"

"Xiao Zhenchuan, with me here today, this road is forbidden!"

Kunhe Palace, inside the main hall.

Qin Tianzhong, the Holy Lord of Tianlan, sat in the first place, and the two seats under him were Mo Yuemei, the head of the South Peak, and Tuoba Zhenyi, the head of the North Peak.

In the center of the main hall, there is a huge Xuanguang mirror, which presents the pictures on the six ancient mountain paths in the mirror.

"Mo Fengshou, you have a lot of courage, and you have used a secret method to forcibly help your disciple Xiao Ping and step into the realm of Zhenwu."

Tuoba Shinichi was in a majestic figure and said lightly.

Mo Yuemei tucked a strand of hair in front of his forehead behind his head, and said with a slight smile: "Isn't Tuoba Peak the same?" ”

"Same?"

Tuoba Shinichi shook his head and said, "My disciple Peng Nai is amazingly talented, and he has a variety of ancient barbarian relics bloodlines, and I only contributed a little to the fire, and he stepped into the realm of Zhenwu on his own. ”

"Your disciple Xiao Ping is only a mere fugue triple, and you need to perform the technique of reversing yin and yang to hide the sky, and risk the disapproval of heaven and earth, before you can barely step into the realm of Zhenwu. How can it be the same? ”

After a pause, Tuoba Shinichi, who had a rough face, said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Mo Fengshou, it seems that you have made up your mind to put the bet on that Xiao Ping." ”

"It's just a pity."

Takuba Shinichi raised his head and looked at the mirror, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"The innate psychic body that breaks the limit is worthy of me to give him enough face."

Mo Yue frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart, and he also raised his head to look at the Xuanguang Mirror.

I saw that in the Xuanguang mirror, it belonged to Chen Zhixing's picture.

The fog gradually dissipated, revealing the dense and overwhelming figures of countless disciples of the Northern Peak!

"The six hundred disciples of the North Peak, four hundred of them, are all used to intercept Xiao Ping!"

Tuoba Zhen smiled and asked:

"Mo Fengshou, do you think your Xiao Ping can be an opponent?"

When Mo Yuemei heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Kill !!"

Countless majestic shouts and killings from the clouds gathered together, shaking the heavens and the earth, and instantly resounded on the entire mountain road.

Laugh at!

A black halberd dragged on the ground, creating a long line of sparks.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Lu Pei, a Beifeng Dao breed wearing a black sleeveless robe, stepping on the stone steps of the ancient road, and instantly rose to the sky.

"Go back!" Lu Pei's black hair danced wildly, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and a halberd slashed towards Chen Zhixing.

This halberd is like a streamer, and it wants to split everything!

Wow!!

Before the halberd fell, Lu Pei seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and the whole person hovered in the air.

"Weak."

Chen Zhixing stretched out his hand forward, spread out his five fingers and grasped it with a void.

Bang β€”β€”!!!

A colossal terrifying gravitational force burst out from Chen Zhixing's palm!

Lu Peiru was bombarded with a heavy hammer, and instantly flew backwards and smashed into the crowd, hitting more than a dozen disciples.

Burst!

Lu Pei opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Chen Zhixing, struggled to stand up with his halberd, opened his mouth and shouted:

"Deal with him!"

"Yes!!"

In an instant, a full four hundred Beifeng disciples roared loudly and rushed towards Chen Zhixing overwhelmingly!

Some people raised their fists and struck, some people swept with one leg, and some people held divine weapons and slashed down towards Chen Zhixing!

"Stinky fish and rotten shrimp!"

Chen Zhixing's eyes opened suddenly, and countless rays of light flashed in his eyes instantly.

"Definitely!"

As Chen Zhixing spit out a word, a divine thought that swept away in an instant.

All of a sudden, time seems to stand still!

Countless Beifeng disciples rushed towards him, as if they had pressed the pause button, and they were instantly frozen in mid-air.

As soon as Chen Zhixing stepped on his footsteps, his figure instantly pulled out afterimages in mid-air, passing over the Beifeng disciple whose name was frozen in mid-air.

Puff puff puff!

With Chen Zhixing's figure, he passed by them.

The disciple of the North Peak, who maintained the action of rushing and killing, instantly fell like rain and fell into a coma.

However.

However, in an instant, there were more Beifeng disciples roaring towards Chen Zhixing.

"Kill !!"

"There are so many of us, we can pile him to death!!"

"Hold him off! Buy time for our true biography of the North Peak! ”

"Xiao Ping, I said, this road is forbidden!!"

Chen Zhixing's footsteps paused and looked up suddenly.

Hundreds of Beifeng disciples are swarming and continuing to kill him!

"Fragile sand, even if it gathers together to form a wall, is just a sand castle that can be broken with just one foot!"

The next moment.

Chen Zhixing spread out his hands and embraced heaven and earth.

"Let's danceβ€”"

"Vientiane Heaven Leads !!"

(End of chapter)