With Qingchen's victory, the surrounding immortal factions became silent.

Such an arrogant Heavenly Remnant was defeated in the hands of Qingchen, and it was defeated without resistance. This makes everyone wonder deeply, where is the limit of this green dust?

Only Taihang's face was light and breezy, as if everything was in his expectation. I saw him nod at the sorrowful man, who also smiled knowingly and paced towards the dueling arena.

But Jin Yueru, who was still watching the duel between Qingchen and Tianyan just now, disappeared at this time.

Only Sorrow was left in the dueling arena, standing in the wind with a grim expression.

Elder Yan's face was a little embarrassed, after all, this had never happened in all these years. Could it be that this golden ghost girl is afraid of losing, so she is not even happy to come.

Sorrow waited for a while, and said to Elder Yan, "Elder Yan, since that Miss Jin Yueru hasn't appeared for a long time, let's announce the results over there!"

Elder Yan nodded, and then announced in a deep voice: "Due to the absence of the Golden Ghost Girl in this duel, Sorrow won without a fight and directly entered the battle for the leader!"

After Elder Yan finished speaking, the corners of Sorrow's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes glanced in the direction of Qingchen, full of contempt.

"The battle for the leader is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon, please go back and rest first!" Elder Yan bowed his hand to the various sects, and then slowly walked back to the main hall.

The people from all walks of life also dispersed in turn amid the sighs, Qingchen looked back in the direction of the main hall on the top of the mountain, and said to himself: "Tomorrow!

This night, Qingchen fell asleep early. Because tomorrow will be an extremely difficult battle for him. He must ensure that he is in his prime, so that he can break out of the encirclement and regain his life.

Under the moonlight, a delicate figure sat under the eaves, quietly looking at the stars in the sky.

She is a fairy.

I saw that her eyelashes were slender and her eyes were slightly closed, as if she was praying for something.

Suddenly, a silver glow fell from the moon and slowly fell on the whole land.

At this moment, a relieved smile appeared on Xian'er's face, and a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye.

"Fifteen moons and sixteen rounds..."

Following.

After a rooster crow, the morning sun slowly rises over the horizon.

Qingchen pushed open the wooden door, put the Heavenly Sword on his back, and walked towards the top of Wutai Mountain.

On its shoulder, a sleepy little jade rabbit lay on its stomach. This jade rabbit is Xian'er, she didn't sleep all night, but she insisted on accompanying Qingchen on the expedition.

Qingchen can't do anything about her, and the Wutai Mountain Conference does not prohibit carrying a spirit pet for a duel, not to mention that the prize of the leader is also a spirit pet.

The decision was made at noon, but Qingchen arrived at the top of the mountain early in the morning. He took out the map of mountains and rivers from his arms, and then threw it into the void, the space around him trembled slightly, and then immediately returned to its original state.

As time progressed, the number of people on the top of the mountain gradually increased, and various sects and factions rushed over one after another. Qingchen sat quietly in the Manzhu Sawa enchantment under Hua Ying's cloth, closed his eyes, and meditated.

The noise in his ears became more and more numerous, and Elder Yan's voice came immediately.

"Noon has arrived, and the participating disciples of both sides have entered!"

The sorrowful son bore the brunt of the battle and stepped into the dueling arena. Qingchen, on the other hand, stretched comfortably after hearing Elder Yan's words, then stood up and walked towards the dueling arena.

When Qingchen arrived in the dueling arena, Sorrow's eyes never took off his body.

And the same is true for Qingchen, those people before have more or less exposed some of their strength in the duel, but this sorrowful man, who has barely used many hole cards, still remains mysterious.

Sorrow looked at Qingchen and said with a slight smile: "I heard that Qingchen of the Qingshan Sect is the heir cultivated by Mu Li Shangxian, and now that we can meet in the battle for the leader, I guess that rumor is still a little true..."

"Hehe, you can really be joking, my master has never mentioned the heir, but if I can see you in the battle for the leader, I guess the level of the heir of this Quanzhen Sect is just like this!" Qingchen immediately replied.

"Hmph, Hugh wants to be quick with this tongue! When the time comes to cry at my feet and call my mother, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

"Is it really fast, you will understand soon!" Qingchen said lightly, his eyes didn't bother to look at him at all.

Sorrow gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and the crimson aura in the dantian soared into the sky, and its thickness was simply rare.

"I rarely get angry... But when you get angry, you will bleed... You're unlucky today!" Sorrow said coldly, and the crimson aura behind her began to gather into a strange shape.

Qingchen looked at the crimson aura that was gradually forming behind him, and did not dare to despise it, and immediately used all his aura and began to spread outward. Suddenly, the fiery red aura spread out throughout the dueling arena like a large net.

Sorrow snorted coldly and said, "I didn't expect you to really have something, this aura looks like it should belong to the heaven-level aura!"

Qingchen sneered: "You don't have to be so modest, your crimson aura is not a low-grade product!"

"Hahaha! The name of my aura is Scarlet Pixiu! It is the top ten of the thirty-two auras of the heaven level!" said Sorrowful Son, smugly.

"Coincidentally, my aura is called Southern Vermilion, and it is also the top ten aura!" Qingchen immediately poured a basin of cold water on the sorrowful man, if you want to say that it is a treasure, Qingchen is the originator!

The embarrassment on the face of the sorrowful man flashed for a moment, and then he laughed out loud and said, "What about the Southern Vermilion Bird! You have just stepped into the Ascending Immortal Realm, and you are still too tender! You can't even do the aura incarnation, what are you going to do against me!"

"Who said I can't do it!I'm just too lazy, I can burn you into a roasted pixiu with just the aura transformation!" Qingchen stepped out, and easily pulled out the Heaven Following Sword behind him, rolling the Vermilion Bird Aura is a horizontal sword!

The sword qi mixed with the Vermilion Bird aura swept up a monstrous wave of fire and rushed straight towards Sorrow Tuozi, and in the face of such a powerful attack, Sorrow Tuozi turned a blind eye and let the fire wave scorch his Dao robe.

After a while, the fire dissipated, and the clothes on the top of the body were already unbearable, but the scene in front of them was indeed deeply terrifying.

Sad's clothes were burned, revealing most of his shoulders, but his shoulders took on a strange bronza with strange black lines on his skin, and looked so hard that it was invulnerable.

"The so-called rising star of Qingshan, is that what he can do? I feel like he's tickling me!" said with a grin, his words full of mockery, and his purpose was naturally to annoy Qingchen.

But how could Qingchen not notice that although the bronzed skin gave him a strong defensive ability, no matter what, there must be a weakness that belonged to him. So Qingchen believes that Sorrow is no exception.

But that being said, it is even more difficult to find its weaknesses at a time when it is gaining momentum.

I saw that with a wave of his palm, Pixiu, who was transformed by spiritual energy behind him, rushed towards Qingchen.

Qingchen immediately threw the sword into the air, and then turned into a doppelganger, and at the same time used the "Four Seasons Picturesque". In an instant, a powerful force was injected into Qingchen's body.

Pixiu swung its huge claws, as if it could tear the void apart. Qingchen flew into the air, drew a sword casually, and swung a wall of ice in front of him.

But the ice wall only stayed for a moment, and then it was ruthlessly torn apart by the remnant of Pixiu. After the pixiu that fluttered in the air landed, it pounced in the direction of Qingchen again.

Qingchen was in a thought, and tens of thousands of sky-following swords shot out ten thousand golden rays in the air, enveloping it.

According to the usual situation, basically everything that is shrouded in this golden light will be frozen and lose the ability to resist, but although this Pixiu is covered, it is only a little sluggish in its body movements, and it still does not affect it to continue to attack Qingchen.

But Qingchen had a lot of combat experience after all, and when he saw that this golden light did not control Pixiu, he immediately reacted. But even so, after all, he couldn't avoid the attack of this Pixiu, and was slapped on the ground by his palm.

This palm was beyond Qingchen's expectations, he originally thought that he could carry it, but when he was really hit, it brought that kind of labor pain that covered all his internal organs.

If it weren't for Qingchen's physical strength, I'm afraid this palm would kill him.

Qingchen wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, got up, and patted the dust off his body with his hand, as if he had changed a person. On his chest, the serpentine birthmark began to glow a dark red glow, and Qingchen's pupils turned dark red.

"Are you rampant?" a sneer appeared at the corner of Qingchen's mouth, and his expression was extremely terrifying.

Sorrow obviously had the advantage, but when she heard this, her heart chuckled, and an inexplicable sense of fear spread throughout her body.

But he immediately shook his head to sober himself up, and then grabbed the void in front of him with his palm, and an S-shaped scimitar appeared in his hand.

Subsequently, Sorrow and Pixiu began to steal in two ways, trying to kill Qingchen here.

But just when the two of them were about to succeed, Qingchen's face showed a strange smile.

"Oh no!" Sorrowful suddenly remembered in his heart that Qingchen had a map of mountains and rivers in his hands, and the first ability of the map of mountains and rivers was the moon!

But it was too late to understand, Pixiu's giant claws had already penetrated Qingchen's body, and slammed into the scimitar of the sorrowful man. But fortunately, the strength was equal, and both of them only retreated from each other for a certain distance and did not suffer much damage.

"We are all immortal cultivators! If you have the ability, come out of your turtle shell, and let's fight with real knives and guns!"

And at this moment, everything around me began to change, towering mountains rose from the ground, and mountains and rivers spread in all directions. Sorrow also understands that at this time, he has entered the world of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"Is it a real knife or a real gun?" Qingchen sneered, "That's what the puppet did!"