On the top of the Broken Wind Mountain, there is a small platform of about ten square meters, and almost no one climbs to the top on weekdays, but today, a sudden gust of wind blows, and two figures appear on the platform at the same time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Haha, I can't imagine that the little yin soul that was just starting out in the past actually has this cultivation, which is really an eye-opener for this city god!" The middle-aged man raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes looked down the mountain, and said lightly.

The young man turned to the side slightly, looked at the middle-aged man, and then smiled: "Ling Chenghuang, where can Fang Mou's cultivation be like your magic eye." ”

These two people are Li Dengfan's long-awaited capital city god Ling Ranran, and his former Pinghu county city god Fang Shaoyuan, who has stepped down and hidden traces.

"Ling Chenghuang, you have thrown all the entourage away and come here alone, are you so confident, although this Wind Breaking Mountain is small, but it hides dragons and crouching tigers, it should not be underestimated!" Fang Shaoyuan looked at Ling Chuan with a light face, and said in a tentative tone.

Ling Ran smiled slightly, looked at Fang Shaoyuan, and then stretched out his finger to take himself as the center, and drew a circle in the void: "The so-called shore of the land is not the king's land, this city god is the king of this David, and the place where this city god stands is the land of this city god, who do you think can jump out of the palm of this city god on the territory of this city god!"

Looking at the thick confidence and domineering aura that exuded from Ling Huanran, who looked like a middle-aged scribe, Fang Shaoyuan couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Although he had already seen Ling Huanran once before, the last time I saw him, his cultivation was insufficient, although he felt that he was very powerful, but this strength was only due to cultivation.

However, now Fang Shaoyuan asked himself that his cultivation was comparable to a cave void, even if there was a gap with the Tribulation, but he was carrying a heavy treasure, which was enough to make up for this shortcoming, and this thought still existed until he came to the top of this mountain.

It's just that now, he understands that it is also the Tribulation Realm, why whether it is the Heavenly Monk Tunnel or the Tiger Wufeng, or even the Land Dao, when he hears the name of Ling Ran again, he always has a sense of awe, and he is even known as David as the first person to cultivate, this is really not blown.

This Ling Ran is not only because his cultivation has still reached the peak of the mortal realm, but also because of his unparalleled self-confidence and domineering spirit that looks down on the world.

Unconsciously, Fang Shaoyuan found that when he faced Ling Zhuoran, he no longer had the same idea of being equal as before, and even a trace of fear rose in his heart.

"What are you doing!" Suddenly, a crisp voice of dissatisfaction sounded in Fang Shaoyuan's heart, and then a shocking sword intent suddenly burst out of his body and pierced the sky.

"Huh!" Ling Ranran, who was originally looking at the scenery on the side, instantly let out a sound of surprise in his mouth, as if he was also startled by this sword intent.

"Xiao Fangzi, what cultivators pay attention to is to be indomitable, and our sword cultivation should be even more so, your kid is not in this state of mind now!"

Wake up the person in the dream with a word, Fang Shaoyuan suddenly felt energetic, and immediately got rid of the spiritual oppression that Ling Ran had just given him.

The eyes returned to a clear color, and the whole person stood on the peak like a heaven-shattering divine sword, and the astonishing sword intent broke through the shackles of Ling Huanran's unparalleled domineering, forming two evenly matched momentum.

Ling Ran's eyes lit up, like the scorching sun blooming with infinite brilliance, his expression flickered, and he turned to look at Fang Shaoyuan head-on: "Okay, good! I didn't expect you to have this achievement in the way of the sword, after today's incident is over, if you don't die, there should be a place for you in this world!"

Hearing Ling Lianran's evaluation of himself, Fang Shaoyuan couldn't help but be a little surprised, after all, this was not his own sword intent, but with the help of Xiao You's momentum.

Ling Chuan didn't know it, and saw that Fang Shaoyuan's face showed a rare trace of shyness, although it was only a flash, but he also secretly laughed in his heart that the young man in front of him was young and not good enough, and a simple compliment made him embarrassed.

At this time, suddenly a burst of wild laughter came from a distance, and that laughter contained a kind of ancient desolate meaning, which made Ling Ran and Fang Shaoyuan both look awkward.

"Tiger has no wind!" the two looked at each other, and found that each other's mouths were softly calling out a name.

"I didn't expect the Wind Breaking Demon King to have mastered the bloodline of the ancient demon clan in his body, it's really gratifying!" Ling Lianran's body did not move, his expression was indifferent, and a long howl sounded from his mouth.

"Hahaha, Ling Chenghuang is not harmed!" A huge figure from far and near quickly appeared in front of Fang Shaoyuan's eyes.

"Hehe, the demeanor of the demon king is still the same!" Ling Ran smiled slightly, but there was a slight hint of jealousy in his eyes.

"Amitabha! two, so punctual, it really makes the monk ashamed!" Just as Hu Wufeng and Ling Ran were facing each other, a loud Buddha horn suddenly sounded, instantly breaking the aura between the two.

At this time, a monk in a bright robe held a demon pestle, seemingly strolling leisurely, but he had arrived in the blink of an eye.

At this time, whether it was Hu Wufeng or Ling Ran or Fang Shaoyuan's eyes were also tight, this upside down monk came out this time and gave people a different feeling than before, and his body was faintly revealing the solemnity of the treasure elephant, and the golden light was shining, as if it had been plated with a layer of gold.

"Where the sword roars silently in the sky, I will enjoy the avenue!"

This Broken Wind Mountain is really lively, the masters come and go, with the sound of this sound, from the depths of the Broken Wind Mountain, there is a heroic and unparalleled sword intent, which is definitely different from the cold and cold sword intent displayed by Fang Shaoyuan.

"Haha, Brother Chiyu's sword path is a great achievement, congratulations!" the monk took the lead in shouting.

At this time, the sword qi of the Red Jade Daoist wearing a golden silk robe appeared on the peak, and suddenly five forces of momentum appeared on this small platform.

However, this monk and Taoist priest are compatible and reasonable, while Hu Wufeng and Ling Ran are independent of each other, while Fang Shaoyuan seems to be a little low-key, his momentum is the weakest among the five strands, seeing that no matter which one it is, it can only be compressed within a certain range, so it can't go further, and it is obviously not trivial.

At the top of the Breaking Wind Mountain, the masters of the five major cultivation circles gathered, and the atmosphere on the field was strong, and a big battle was about to break out.

And at this time, Fang Shaoyuan suddenly said lightly: "Everyone, the main lord hasn't come out yet, I don't have to be in such a hurry!"

As Fang Shaoyuan spoke, the five people glanced at each other, and then burst out laughing, and the amazing momentum around them suddenly retracted.

"Yes, Fang Di has a point, our current fight will only make that man secretly laugh!"

"Amitabha, let's wait for his birth!" said the monk, sitting down cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

And the Chiyu Daoist showed a resolute look on his face and stood behind the monk, as if he was protecting the Dharma.

Ling Lianran was silent, but he raised his hand, and a jade seal suddenly flew out of Fang Shaoyuan's body: "Okay, the thing has returned to its original owner!"

Fang Shaoyuan bowed slightly to Ling Zhuoran: "Thank you Ling Chenghuang for the gift of the treasure at the beginning!" (To be continued.) )