After landing, he raised his eyes to look at the sky, and found that Tianyu's crescent moon had passed the middle of the sky, and at this moment it was just diagonally above Song Zhen's back, his back was east and west, facing the moon, and the cold moonlight could just shoot on his cuixian pen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoUnder the moonlight, the emerald fairy pen is flashing with an alluring turquoise color, looking dreamy and magical. Seeing the flickering green brilliance of the emerald fairy pen against the sky, he seemed to be very excited, and his face showed a look of great joy. The emerald fairy pen that has been dancing clockwise with his right hand before, at this time, quietly and constantly changing directions, continuing to dance, but every time the tip of the pen points to the moon, it deliberately stops for a while, as for why, no one knows, and the people around who are watching the excitement may not have noticed this at all.

But Song Zhen, who has always been careless, doesn't know what happened today, he is extremely serious, but he noticed it. Not only did he notice it, but he also thought quickly in his mind, what did the other party mean by this? Song Zhen secretly sighed in his heart, the other party was really not simple, and he was able to easily resist his own seven astrological tips, which showed that the other party's strength was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface. The exercises used by the other party are all Xuanlingmen's methods on the surface, but there are other mysterious changes hidden in each exercise, and those changes have never been seen before. If it weren't for the fact that he suddenly got the astrological ruler and the seven tips of astrology in the past few days, I believe that I would have died in front of him no less than a hundred times by now. Since the battle, Song Zhen has always felt that this cold and strange person who is against the sky seems to have already been sure of his victory.

The speed of the Cuixian Pen dancing on his chest is getting faster and faster, so fast that it is disturbing, but he can't help but look at it, because his posture of dancing the Cuixian Pen is too chic and handsome, especially those female disciples feel that the Reverse Immortal Pen at this time is simply extremely cool. When the cuixian pen in the hand of the anti-Tianleng rotated, every time the direction was exchanged, there was an extremely faint trace of emerald light filament quietly swimming towards the crescent moon of Tianyu, the light filament was very weak, faint as traceless, even if you looked carefully, it was extremely difficult to find.

Song Zhen always felt that there was something wrong with the emerald immortal pen, but his eyes widened and he looked left and right, and he didn't find anything. Just when he was at a loss, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ears: "Calm your mind, the aura will be in your eyes, carefully look at the left and right streamers of the cuixian pen!"

Hearing this voice, Song Zhen almost jumped up excitedly, but then a familiar voice reminded: "You must be calm!

Song Zhen's heart was full of joy, his face was flushed with excitement, and his two eyebrows kept twisting. But he suppressed his excitement vigorously, slowly stabilized his mind, and according to the guidance of this voice, he looked intently around the cold emerald fairy pen, and gradually finally found the trace of emerald streamer. Song Zhen was secretly surprised in his heart, and then he heard a familiar voice telling these streamers how terrifying they were. Song Zhen, who was frightened in his heart, tried his best to show an extremely calm look on his face, deliberately took his eyes off the Cuixian pen, and pretended to stare closely at the cold eyes.

Seeing that Song Zhen's eyes were not focused on the mystery of his playing with the Cuixian pen, his face was full of smiles, his eyes flashed, revealing an infinite look of pride. The corners of his mouth curled more and more, and finally he laughed.

And at this moment, two sharp giant swords quietly shot out from the crescent moon of Tianyu behind Song Zhen, and shot silently towards Song Zhen and Song Zhen's back heart at an extremely fast speed. However, Song Zhen didn't seem to know at all, and continued to stupidly admire the cold face that laughed out loud.

Against the cold weather, he continued to dance desperately with the Cuixian pen, and even danced into a beautiful pattern like waves on his chest, attracting Song Zhen's attention.

Not only Song Zhen, but also millions of disciples around him were all impressed by its wonderful performance.

"Giggles, look at that cold weather, that emerald fairy pen is really wonderful!" said Xiuhuan next to Lan Shuang.

"Hmm!" Lan Shuang snorted, but there was always a feeling in his heart that he couldn't see through the cold, and secretly asked himself, what tricks was he playing?

He was laughing, first smiling, then laughing, now laughing maniacally, leaning back and forth.

Lan Shuang was at a loss for what to do, and the people around him were also inexplicable, and even the Blood Condensation Peak's Thousand Miles was very surprised. Duo Qianli was also at a loss for a while, this cold against the sky was really incomprehensible. In the past, his name was unknown, but the recent New Territories Peak Lord Peak Fight, with the identity of a New Realm disciple, he triumphed all the way, and finally became one of the three candidate Peak Masters. Moreover, as long as Song Zhen is defeated in this round, no matter which peak master it is, the peak master position is ironclad.

Hearing his laughter, Lan Shuang's heart fluttered, and he suddenly looked up, and saw two emerald cold swords suddenly appear behind Song Zhen, and when he saw it, he stabbed into his body, Lan Shuang exclaimed in shock: "Song Zhen!

Hearing Lan Shuang's exclamation, everyone was suddenly startled, and at this time, they all saw the two emerald cold swords.

However, everyone's hearts couldn't help but cool at the same time, and secretly said, Song Zhen seems to be finished, and it is too late to shout. The peak masters, including Soul Dream Zhenren, couldn't help but look sideways, and couldn't bear to see the scene of Song Zhen being pierced through his body at the next moment.

At this time, Lan Shuang's eyes were already teary, her legs were weak, and she sat down.

Poof!

The disciples who were close to the cultivation ground clearly heard the sound of two emerald long swords piercing into their bodies.

"Haha......"

He was still laughing wildly, but he suddenly felt a chill in his body, and his laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes showed an unbelievable expression, and he looked down fixedly at the two emerald sparkling light cold swords that pierced his body on the left and right atrium!

"Ahh......h

Against the sky, a mouthful of blood gurgled out, making a muffled sound, and his feet trembled and moved a few steps.

"Bang!"

The two emerald sparkling light cold swords only stayed in the body of the anti-heavenly cold for a moment before they exploded, and suddenly the anti-heavenly cold was blown into a cloud of blood mist and scattered in all directions.

The blood mist was filled with a radius of several zhang nearby, and it slowly dissipated after a long time, but the green immortal pen that was cold against the sky was still dancing in the void by itself, floating in place.

On the other side, Song Zhen looked at all this, straightened his back, his face was extremely calm, and he didn't seem surprised by this, and his eyes always looked into the surrounding crowd intentionally or unintentionally.

"Oh my God!"

"How is that possible?"

"How did he dodge!"

I saw Song Zhen standing there dignifiedly, and he died of cold and death against the sky, and he died under his own spell. Everyone looked at Song Zhen inexplicably, as if they wanted to see a monster outside the sky.

"He's not dead!" Lan Shuang fainted and heard the surrounding discussions, jumped up suddenly, and saw Song Zhen standing there stupidly, he couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed, and he didn't care if he was shy or not shy, so he flew towards Song Zhen.

Not far away, Soul Dream Zhenren couldn't help but wipe his eyes, and looked at Song Zhen in shock, as if he had never known Song Zhen, he didn't die! He really became the peak master! Soul Dream Zhenren didn't seem to be sure what he saw, and looked up at the head of the peak master, Bing Soul Zhenren.

Seeing the gaze cast by the Illusory Dream Real Man, the Ice Spirit Real Man nodded slightly, and the other peak masters congratulated him one after another, only then did they believe that Song Zhen, this kid, had really won.

When the peak masters sent a message from afar to congratulate the Lord of the Phantom Dream Peak, Lan Shuang had already flown in front of Song Zhen, Song Zhen saw his beloved flying over, a beautiful flying body, and suddenly hugged Lan Shuang in his arms, and then both of them fell down.

Seeing the moving postures of Song Zhen and Lan Shuang, the millions of disciples around couldn't help but applaud thunderously.

Pity the cold man who thought that all this should belong to him, but he was really too clever and mistook Qingqing's life.

Next, the next battle continued, and the fourth round of battle was not completed until two days later, each battle was thrilling, and finally came up with twelve candidates for the peak master of the New Realm, in turn, the cloud neutron of Taicang Peak, the winner of Qianli of Condensation Peak, the Huan Prodigal Son of Xiaoyang Peak, the Ice Wolf of Zihua Peak, Song Zhen of Tongyun Peak, Gu Ping of Piaoxia Peak, Yuexian of Xingxing Peak, Cang Fall of Xiaotian Peak, Qingsi of Xialang Peak, Dan Soul of Refining Incense Wall, Yun Qianmeng of Cuihe Peak and Lan Ying of Peacock Cliff.

The fourth round of the competition lasted for five days, and there was an accident in the middle, so everyone was a little tired, so the head of the peak master ordered to rest for two days, and after two days, the head of the peak and other peak masters were ranked.

Hearing the news, everyone was very happy and went back to the Fengke Courtyard where they were located. Now it can be said that the matter of the peak master of the New Realm is almost settled, and as for the election of the peak master of the immortal realm, it is just a comparison of the twelve peak masters' undisturbed divine senses, and there is no need to use magic weapons at all.

To be able to come to this point, the nine peak masters were also sincerely comforted, negotiated some things with each other, and each accompanied their disciples back to the Peak Guest Courtyard.

After a day and a night of adjustment, the disciples of each peak quickly recovered their physical strength, and the day before the selection of the head of the peak, the disciples of each peak knew that as soon as the election of the peak master of the New Territories was completed, they would all leave Taicang Peak and return to their respective peaks, so they lost no time in taking advantage of this day to have enough fun in Taicang Peak, especially the young ladies took the opportunity to express their hearts to each other.

After a day of playing, most of the disciples went to bed early, hoping to finally have a good dream in the comfortable Fengke Courtyard, and after going back, they would enter their own cold cave mansion again.

In the courtyard of the Blood Condensation Peak Peak, he took a bath, and sat cross-legged on the bed early, closed his eyes slightly, and entered a quiet state.

"Spit out!"

Suddenly, there was the sound of birds flying in my ears, and then the air outside the window fluctuated. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw the flying swan fish on this peak.

couldn't help but be surprised, reached out, grabbed the flying swan fish in his hand, wiped it on his head with one palm, and immediately sensed the message transmitted by the flying swan fish: If you know the master's Dharma body, Taicang is thousands of miles away from the fairy lake!