Don't beg to look coldly at the arrogant and arrogant Huiling Zhenren, how did such a thing cultivate to this level?

Hui Ling Zhenren ignored Beqi's meaningful gaze, he just raised his neck and shouted: "Yuanhua, come out and fight me!"

The high-pitched voice spread all over the surrounding area, and if Yuanhua Ancestor was in this space where the ancient people's relics were located, he would definitely be able to hear his shouts. But Hui Ling Zhenren shouted more than a dozen times, and Yuanhua Ancestor still did not appear. Hui Ling Zhenren suddenly became more and more excited, he looked at the Sichuan Immortal and said loudly: "Immortal Jun, Yuan Hua is not here, but he is afraid to appear?

The Sichuan Immortal and several other Immortal Monarchs glanced at each other, hesitating and not daring to make a decision.

It is related to the ownership of the two major immortal gates, so many immortals are staring at the scene, if the ancestors of the two immortal gates do not seriously fight and decide the ownership of Qingya Star and Huang Xingxing, it will be spread out in the future, and it will be said that the few immortal monarchs present will have a bad reputation - for example, will someone say that these immortal monarchs have accepted bribes from the Comet Lingmen and deliberately favor the Comet Lingmen?

Heavenly Court has strict discipline, and the immortal monarchs are all very self-motivated, but if they want to be promoted, this official reputation is also a very important assessment criterion. The Sichuan Immortals had previously mediated the battle between the Comet Spirit Gate and the Yuanhua Gate, and it was for this reason that if dozens of Heavenly Immortals suddenly fell in the Heavenly Realm under his rule, his personal file would definitely be heavily written, at least one charge of poor control would not be able to escape, which would be a great obstacle to his future promotion.

Every promotion of Xianjun represents tangible benefits. The aura is stronger, the territory is larger, the products are richer, and there are more immortals, and every promotion has a corresponding immortal stone and elixir reward, and more importantly, every time you are promoted, you can get the guidance of those great supernatural people in the heavenly court, and you can go to the immortal mansion of those great supernatural powers to listen to the avenue, which is the most important thing.

Therefore, the Sichuan immortals don't dare to make decisions randomly, it is a matter of the two immortal gates!

Beg looked at the Sichuan immortals, their eyes gurgling, and suddenly their hearts burst into happiness. The status of these people is similar to that of the township cadres on the earth, and the competition between the two immortal sects is like a group fight between the people of two villages, which has a great impact on their performance evaluation.

A bowl of water must be leveled, otherwise no one knows what will happen later.

Looking at the Sichuan Immortals with cold eyes, Bei Qi thought of what they had planned in Qingya Mountain. He squinted his eyes and looked at the cloud road where he came, and now at this time, there should have been movement on the partridge Saturn windy plain, right?

Thinking of this, Beg looked at the Heavenly Immortals of Qilanmen again. As the first immortal gate of the Puluo Heaven Realm, there are as many as forty-two immortals under the Qiluo Gate, but there are only eleven people present today. Of course, as the founding patriarch of Qilanmen, Pengzhen sat on the back of a black crane and looked at Huiling Zhenren with a smile. But Beg always felt that the breath of the real person in front of him seemed to be a little wrong.

Could it really be that the words?

Seeing that several Immortal Monarchs of the Sichuan Immortals were silent, Hui Ling Zhenren couldn't help but say angrily: "Several Immortal Monarchs, Yuanhua Ancestor doesn't dare to fight, so he should sentence me to victory, according to the bet in advance, this Qingya Star should belong to the Comet Spirit Gate!"

The Sichuan Immortal coughed, he frowned and was about to speak, when a sudden streamer in the distance split the chaotic air flow and broke into this spherical space. The light was fast, but in the blink of an eye, Yuanhua Ancestor had already flown over with a bloodstained body. The pale gold blood stains on Yuanhua Old Ancestor's body had not dried up yet, and still exuded a strong immortal power fluctuation, obviously this blood had just flowed out of the immortal's body.

With a flick of his long sleeves, he brushed away the blood stains on his body, Yuanhua Old Ancestor coughed violently, and then laughed in a hoarse voice: "Huiling Zhenren, you can't wait? Then, let's do it! Please also ask all the immortal monarchs to be a witness, if the Huiling Zhenren dies under the Poor Dao Sword today, the Huangxing will belong to Yuanhuamen!"

He coughed heavily, and a large piece of golden blood flowed down from the corner of Yuanhua Old Ancestor's mouth, and he laughed sharply: "Hui Ling, come, you and I will fight to the death!"

With a wave of his right hand, a green cloud came out from his fingertips, and a fairy sword that seemed to be condensed like a cloud and mist, looming as if it had no body, quickly circled around Yuanhua Ancestor. This is the Yuanhua Ancestor since he crossed the tribulation and became an immortal, and gradually carved and refined the natal immortal weapon 'Cloud Shadow Sword' with hundreds of Yuan Hui's hard work. As soon as the sword light came out, Yuanhua Old Ancestor's body became like mist, and it was no longer possible to lock his body with his divine sense.

The Sichuan Immortal glanced thoughtfully at the blood stains on Yuanhua Ancestor's body, and his brows furrowed tightly. He shouted in a very serious voice: "That's it, then let's fight a decisive battle according to the gambling agreement! No matter who wins or loses between the two immortal friends, if there is a dispute again after the rì, it can only be limited to the Yuanhua Gate and the Comet Spirit Gate, and the dispute is not allowed to expand!"

The meaning of the Sichuan immortals is obvious, you want to fight and fight, that is your zìyóu, you can retaliate against each other in the future, but it is absolutely not allowed to call friends to make things bigger. There was a hint of threat in his tone, if you dare to make a fuss, then don't blame the Sichuan Immortals for mobilizing the force of the Heavenly Court to suppress it.

Yuanhua Ancestor bowed to the Sichuan Immortals and acquiesced in his words.

Hui Ling Zhenren retreated for about a hundred miles, he rubbed his hands, and a brilliant and intense golden light erupted from his palm, which was a strange-shaped fairy sword with a simple shape, as if it was cast in gold, and constantly spewed out large pieces of golden flames. This fairy sword was one palm wide and seven feet long, from the tip of the sword to the hilt, it was inlaid with thirteen fist-sized polyprismatic spars, each of which shone with a dazzling red light, and the light flame expanded and contracted, like the heart of some living thing.

Don't beg to look at the fairy sword, and gasped in his heart. This is a high-grade immortal sword, the so-called high-grade immortal sword, at least it is a powerful immortal weapon that can only be forged by immortals above the eighteenth grade, and the spirit in it also has at least the power equivalent to the eighteen-grade immortal. With the strength of Huiling Zhenren and Yuanhua Ancestor, or even slightly inferior, how could he control the immortal sword of the eighteenth rank or above?

Could it be that Hui Ling Zhenren is the same as Bei Qi, and has the innate qi to tempt high-level immortal weapons?

As soon as this golden fairy sword came out, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the scorching breath forced many immortals present to retreat one after another. They looked at Hui Ling Zhenren in surprise, and suddenly understood why Hui Ling Zhenren had the guts, rushed to Qingya Star and Yuanhua Ancestor to add such a heavy bet, and even staked the foundation of the mountain gate.

With this fairy sword in hand, Hui Ling Zhenren is really qualified to do this. It's like a baby carrying a bazooka to challenge another child, and it's almost a sure win. The problem was that the many Heavenly Immortal Divine Senses present quickly swept over Hui Ling Zhenren, he was still a twenty-eight-rank Heavenly Immortal cultivator, how could he control such a high-grade Immortal Sword?

Immortal weapons have spirits, but they are the most arrogant, but without matching strength, how can they be driven away?

Hui Ling Zhenren held the Jin Sè Immortal Sword and laughed proudly: "Yuanhua, this Rì Benxian will cut you under the sword, Yuanhua Gate...... Hey, hey!"

Hui Ling Zhenren smirked, and the implication was very clear, as long as he killed Yuanhua Ancestor, Yuanhua Sect would no longer need to exist. Holding an immortal sword of more than eighteen grades, Hui Lingzhen's strength has increased by more than ten times? He will definitely kill Yuanhua Gate, and the spirit stone planet that the two immortal sects are competing for must also belong to his Comet Spirit Gate!

In the world of the heavens, although there are immortal monarchs of the heavenly court who nominally rule over all the heavenly realms, among the immortals, the only factor that determines the xìng is the strength! The strong wins, and the weak eat the strong, this is the eternal truth of immortal cultivators.

Don't beg to look at the arrogant Huiling Zhenren with cold eyes, no wonder he has such a strong confidence to fight with Yuanhuamen.

But that golden fairy sword, he should not be in his hands for a long time, otherwise the Comet Spirit Gate would not have fought with the Yuanhua Gate for thousands of years, and he had not been able to decide the ownership of the spirit stone planet. According to the calculation of time, Hui Ling Zhenren obtained this fairy sword a few days before Beg came to the Puluo Heaven Realm.

Several immortal monarchs stared at the fairy sword in Hui Lingzhen's hand, and their faces were solemn. Especially the Sichuan Immortal, his face was even more blue and white. Hui Ling Zhenren has such a powerful immortal sword, and his strength has surpassed that of the Sichuan Immortals, and it will be difficult for the Sichuan Immortals to manage the Comet Spirit Gate in the future. This situation is a headache!

In the Heavenly Realm, there are many Heavenly Realms that have some extremely powerful immortal gates, and the strength of those immortal sects is already strong enough to ignore the laws of the Heavenly Court. Those Immortal Monarchs, who are in charge of the Heavenly Court, live like the Gray Grandson, without any rights and scenery. The Sichuan Immortals really don't want to become such an unlucky bastard.

However, the golden fairy sword is so powerful, and the immortals have a faint tendency to be unstable in front of the fairy sword, how can this be played?

Just when everyone was churning with various thoughts in their hearts, Yuanhua Ancestor suddenly laughed: "Hui Ling, it seems that this immortal sword has been hit hard and has fallen into a deep sleep, right?

Hui Ling Zhenren said: "Yes, when Poor Dao found it, it was covered in scars, and the machine spirit was on the verge of shattering. It should be that a certain great immortal fell into a fight with a person, and the immortal weapon with him inadvertently fell into the Purple Heaven Realm, but he was lucky enough to be obtained by the poor Dao. ”

With a wave of the fairy sword in his hand, Hui Ling Zhenren smiled and said: "Yuanhua, if your Yuanhua Gate can be merged into my Comet Spirit Gate, the poor road can also be ......."

Yuanhua Old Ancestor shook his head, he didn't pay attention to Hui Lingzhen, but carefully and respectfully took out a strip of cloth six inches long and two fingers wide from his sleeve, like a strip of cloth that was torn off the placket of his clothes. This strip of cloth was smeared with pale gold sè blood stains indiscriminately, and it was emitting a very subtle fluctuation of immortal power.

Glancing at Huiling Zhenren with cold eyes, Yuanhua Old Ancestor pointed a little at his finger, and the strip of cloth suddenly burned.

A subtle golden light shuffled out from the strip of cloth, spanning the void for hundreds of miles, and fell lightly on Hui Ling Zhenren.

In the frightened gaze of many immortals, the real person of Hui Ling suddenly disappeared out of thin air.