Chapter 839: Hidden Changes

The appearance of a dream did not affect the last battle of the Heavenly Dao Society.

The news of Su Yi's safe return is certainly exciting, but Ye Xinglu, who most hopes to hear the news, has no time to pay attention to other things at this time.

Her gaze was locked on the twin knives in Su Lanting's hands, and a smile seemed to appear happy on her face.

In all fairness, Su Lan Pavilion is indeed a formidable opponent, and even if it is placed in the Holy Pavilion, it should be able to occupy a place among the elite disciples.

In this battle, she also deliberately and frequently used elemental manipulation to disrupt the free cooperation of these two knives, but now, Su Lanting has completely controlled the double knives in her own hands, and her harassment has lost its effect.

Su Lanting had already been surrounded by her large array, but her twin knives were likely to be the claws that tore apart her formation.

There is still a distance of tens of meters between the two, but they both know very well that with just one chance, this distance of tens of meters will be crossed in an instant.

"It's really worthy of Su Lan Ting, Gao Yang Song brought you to the Heavenly Dao Society, but he didn't explicitly provide any actual support, I think I have already confirmed that with your ability, you can win the top spot. ”

Ye Xinglu smiled and played with the water balloon formed by the clear water of the West Lake in his hand, and said, "Of course, if you don't meet me." ”

Ye Xinglu did not use her mind to transmit the voice, nor did she deliberately lower the volume, and for a while, the crowd on the shore of Xizi Lake was stimulated by her arrogant words, and the shouts of support for Su Lanting were suddenly overwhelming. Su Lanting didn't react, but Ye Xinglu took the time to smile and wave at them, as if in response to their kindness. Fa Sect cultivators didn't need to be out of sight to manipulate the elements, and she wouldn't care what these people thought.

As far as she is concerned, this victory or defeat is completely indifferent.

Su Lanting didn't answer, and the red wave and green dew double knife in her hand was the best response to this sentence.

The green dew knife drew a perfect arc in front of her, and a majestic energy burst out with the blade, like the breeze of spring blowing through the young leaves, without the intention of sharp edge, but full of life-like rhythm.

The exercises of Yilan Mountain are close to nature, whether it is internal strength or martial arts, they are all in harmony with all things in heaven and earth, just as the Northern Meditation cultivates in his heart, and it is a cultivation method that is extremely suitable for the immortal body. The Green Dew Knife slashed out, Xizihu moved with it, and the waves around the battle platform surged in all directions, and it was the water ball in Ye Xinglu's hand, which seemed to be trembling slightly, and it could be broken at any time.

Ye Xinglu used Xizi Lake as the source of the water element, so she disturbed Ye Xinglu's control of the water element, and gave back to him in his own way!

"Good time!"

Ye Xinglu's eyes lit up, the light in his hand appeared, and the surrounding lakes fell silent. With the tap of her jade fingers, countless clear lights shot towards the red waves in Su Lanting's hand, and that qi couldn't stop it at all.

Qingguang is formless and substantial, how can it be cut off by a blade?

Ye Xinglu had already laid out the scroll on the battle platform, and now this hand was to block the riot of the water element in the scroll, and quickly block the actions of Su Lanting through the light element.

She was able to gain insight into Su Lanting's intentions.

The slash of the Green Dew Knife disrupted her elemental control, but Red Wave hadn't struck yet.

The red wave and green dew are in the hands of Su Lanting, attacking

Keeping it easy, advancing and retreating to a certain extent, with incomparable tacit understanding, at this time, the green dew has created an opportunity, can the red wave not fall?

Before Qingguang fell on the red wave, the blade of the red wave had already fallen on the battle platform.

It was like a heavy hammer that shook the surrounding lake into ripples again.

This knife triggered the elements in the battle platform, intending to destroy all the arrangements drawn by Ye Xinglu around it!

The majestic spiritual power infused into the blade exploded at this moment, if it weren't for the fact that this battle platform was the most proud work of the Fazong Hall and the Yizong Palace, it would have been full of cracks at this moment.

Ye Xinglu could clearly feel the vibration of the ground, and with a wave of his hands, countless spiritual power transformed plants and trees completely covered the top of this battle platform, barely maintaining the arrangement on the battle platform.

What Su Lanting wants is to break through the blockade and get closer, and what she wants is to maintain control of the situation on the field, which side has the goal of fighting, which side will have the initiative in this battle.

Whether it was Ye Xinglu or Su Lanting, they were all focused on the situation in front of them at this time.

After all, they actually knew in their hearts that this battle was not only a battle to determine the ownership of the Heavenly Dao Society's champion, but actually a game between the Heavenly Dao Alliance and the Human Realm Imperial Court for the dominance of the Holy Pavilion's actions.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Su Lan Pavilion is the hope of the future of the cultivation world, and it can even be said to be the hope of the present. But not many people knew that Su Lanting would participate in this Heavenly Dao Meeting completely at the invitation of Gao Yang Song, and the imperial court had already sheltered Yilan Mountain for several years.

In contrast, Ye Xinglu is much darker in the eyes of the masses, even if she has a good face, she can't change the fact that she has been condemned by countless people, but people have also ignored it intentionally or unintentionally, the Heavenly Dao Alliance has actually always been protective of the three former Holy Pavilion members led by her, and she herself is also a guest of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, a genuine guest of the Northern Underworld, and this time she came to participate in the Heavenly Dao Meeting, which was also promoted by the Northern Immortal Cultivator.

Bei Ming Xiu and Gao Yang Song are the leaders of the court and the Heavenly Dao Alliance in the human world respectively, and they can control that huge organization very well, but Gao Yang Song is a person who refuses to succumb to others, even if he is the same brother as Bei Ming Xiu, he will definitely not give in to the leadership of the Holy Pavilion by half a step. And the Northern Meditation Cultivator can back down in other aspects, but in terms of leading the battle against the Holy Pavilion, he will definitely not let go, once this conflict continues to expand, it will inevitably become a rift between the imperial court and the Heavenly Dao Alliance, so the two of them also have a tacit understanding to bury this matter in their hearts for the time being, and they have never put it on the surface.

If you haven't started a war with the Holy Pavilion, you're torn up inside, what else is there to fight?

This year's Heavenly Dao Association is unusual, and the one who can win the championship in the case of the gathering of heroes must be the top existence in the world, and it stands to reason that he will also become a benchmark figure in the human world against the Holy Pavilion, and the publicity is of great significance, so what is standing behind this person is the imperial court or the Heavenly Dao Alliance, of course, the impact is far-reaching.

Gao Yang Song pressed the treasure on Su Lan Ting's body, from the very beginning, he wanted to push Su Lan Pavilion to the top position, if Yan Qing, who was the most powerful to win the championship, did not die when he met Ye Xinglu, in this last battle, he would deliberately release the water and leave the honor of the champion of the Heavenly Dao Society to Su Lan Ting.

And the representative of the Northern Meditation Cultivation side is naturally Ye Xinglu.

It is self-evident that whichever side wins, which side should take the lead in the next action.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, Ye Xinglu was already keenly aware that this was not even a battle between the open and the dark, at best it was a gamble for one breath, as a figure in the establishment of the Northern Underworld, she had to go all out, not to mention that she also wanted to control the dominance of the Holy Pavilion as much as possible on her own side.

Although Su Lanting is not interested in this kind of competition, he should simply want to fight with her all out to make up for the regret in his heart, or he is also fighting for a breath that he probably doesn't know why he wants to fight. But she has become a representative of the imperial court, intentionally or unintentionally, and she can only defeat her as much as possible.

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"Come on!"

On the shore of the crowded West Lake, countless people are supporting Su Lan Ting, from their point of view, Su Lan Pavilion flies with two knives, constantly breaking through the shackles of those spiritual power trees, as if rushing left and right in the chaos of the army, like a brave general who enters no man's land, but those forest trees regenerate very quickly, even if they are cut off by the double knife, a burst of clear light has passed by, and it has returned to normal, in the eyes of civilians, Su Lan Pavilion is almost mowing the grass, but in the eyes of some visionary cultivators, Su Lan Pavilion cannot break through these obstacles in a short period of time, which means falling into the disadvantage.

Chongming obviously belonged to the former who couldn't understand it at all, and he was one of the most excited people who cheered. When she was in the Ancient Demon Palace, when she pestered Yao Chong to practice the sword, Yao Chong never swept out even a trace of sword qi in front of her eyes, and now the sword light is strong and horizontal, and the elements are connected, as if a drama with endless surprises, it is exactly what she wants, whenever she sees something critical, she pulls Xun Hao, and talks about her opinions endlessly, as if it is he who fights with the opponent on the battle platform.

But compared to her excitement, Xun Hao on the side was a little too quiet, and most of the time he commented on her words, and he didn't seem to be interested.

His interest today is really not very high.

Although he is not a person who likes to join in the fun, but I don't know why, he has been very tired in the past two days, and he doesn't seem to want to do anything, but Chongming is full of enthusiasm, and he has to fight his spirit and accompany her to enjoy the last carnival of the Tiandao Society.

"Brother Xun, which of them do you think will win?"

Hearing Chongming's hopeful question, Xun Hao moved his gaze to the battle platform, and after a while, he smiled bitterly: "My vision is not as good as Brother Yao, and I really can't see it now." ”

Chongming sighed, with a hint of loss on his face, and said a little nervously: "Are you too tired?"

These days, she has pulled Xun Hao to run around, but Xun Hao has not seemed to be interested, she has been immersed in the bustling and lively area of the Jiangnan region before, she has not found it, and now after calming down a little, she can't help but feel a little afraid.

Xun Hao is an immortal, and he is not an ordinary immortal, but in her eyes, he has always been the gentle and kind Xun Hao.

Xun Hao smiled and shook his head, but there was something strange in his heart.

He was a doctor, but he couldn't see the cause of his lack of energy, and there seemed to be a dark cloud in his heart.

Temporarily dispelling these distracting thoughts, Xun Hao took a deep breath and shifted Chongming's attention back to the battle that was taking place.

He couldn't say exactly what was going on, he could only be sure that something was definitely going on.