The Demon King Wind Blade and the Ziyang Master Ancestor looked at each other from a distance, the momentum of the wind blade was magnificent, and the powerful coercion crushed towards the Ziyang Master Ancestor, and the Yuan Qingshi on the Tianming Platform cracked and collapsed, and the three real people immediately carried the True Qi Shield to resist, and the terrible thing was that the True Qi was instantly exhausted and quickly depleted, causing the True Qi Shield to collapse violently, and the heart veins were injured by that force. The disciples in the back were even more miserable, and they all vomited blood and fainted to death.

Ziyang Zhenren's pale face moved his true qi to resist, the blue-gray Dao robe on his body was torn, and the gossip heart guard on his chest exploded with a bang. The power of this wind blade has become so strong that there is no rival in this world, and this kind of person is often proud and arrogant. He tried his best to gamble today, and if he won the bet, these people behind him would still have a glimmer of life, if the bet was lost, then all of them would be able to recover, and the Lingyin Sect would only have five hundred disciples in the Taihe Realm......

Feng Blade saw that all the people behind Ziyang Zhenren only had half a life left, and if he continued to get it, he would have nothing to play, so he collected all his momentum, and said to Ziyang Zhenren with an evil smile: "Old Dao, if you have any tricks, use them quickly, lest you die like this, and it's boring." ”

Ziyang Master Ancestor was waiting for this opportunity, and he smiled calmly, "Everyone in the world knows that the Wind Demon King is the number one master in this world, and no one can match it. But I don't know that there is another person whose martial arts cultivation is above you!"

Wind Blade laughed, as if he had heard some big joke, "Old Dao Mo is not scared and stupid and talking nonsense, if there is really someone in this world whose martial arts cultivation is above me, he would have soared to the immortal realm a long time ago." ”

Ziyang Zhenren shook his head and chuckled, with an expression that you are too frivolous and arrogant, Feng Blade narrowed his eyes angrily, what does this old man mean by showing this expression? Is there really such a person?

Not only was Wind Blade suspicious, but everyone present was wondering, was there anyone in this world who had a higher cultivation level than the Demon King Wind Blade? Who the hell is this?

"Wind Demon King, this person is a close friend of the poor road, and he cultivates in the mountains all year round. Today, the Poor Dao dares to set up a gamble, if the Wind Demon King can defeat this best friend of the Poor Dao, then I will wait for the Wind Demon King to deal with it, if my best friend wins, then I beg the Wind Demon King to let my Lingyin faction live. What does the Wind Demon King think?"

Feng Blade has always believed in arrogance, he absolutely does not believe that there is still someone in this world who can cultivate above him, so Ziyang Zhenren proposed to make this bet, he will definitely accept it, he wants to see who the person whose cultivation is higher than him? He laughed arrogantly and laughed loudly: "Old Dao, I have entered this gamble! Look at how you can conjure such a person!"

Ziyang Master Ancestor touched his beard and smiled, not afraid of him betting, but afraid of the wind and blade.

At this time, a shocking thunder sounded, and the dark clouds in the sky instantly dissipated, replaced by a cloudy sky, and the color of the sky turned into colorful glass, and everyone looked up at the sky.

After a burst of fairy sound, several snow-white cranes flew down from the nine clouds, and the gusts of fragrant wind hit everyone, making people fascinated, an auspicious cloud fell from the sky, and a man in white clothes stood on the cloud.

All of them watched with their mouths wide open as this immortal-like man slowly walked towards them, this man had a face that turned all beings upside down, perhaps this is the true appearance of heaven and man, so perfect that you can't find a word to describe him.

"Wind Blade, do you dare to fight me?" The god-like man said to the Demon King Wind Blade, and the voice was like a heavenly sound.

Demon King Wind Blade looked at the man in white in front of him in surprise, this person's breath was calm, his vision was deep, and he was still standing like a pine in the face of his powerful aura, if it wasn't for the source of the vast internal force inside, he couldn't do it at all. It seems that this person should not be underestimated!

"Good!" replied, it is also a great blessing in life to meet an opponent in life.

The man in white chuckled, turned into the wind, and flew towards the sky. The Demon King Wind Blade was not willing to be left behind, and turned into a puff of black smoke and flew into the sky.

Everyone still opened their mouths wide and watched the two peerless masters disappear, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

"Poof~~" Ziyang Master Ancestor suddenly spat blood from his mouth, and his body staggered and fell.

"Master!" Qingyang Zhenren was closest to him, and an arrow stepped forward to support Ziyang Master.

Yunyang Zhenren and Mingyang Zhenren rushed up in shock, Ziyang Master Ancestor is now the spiritual pillar of the entire Lingyin Sect, he can't fall!

"Quick~ bring the disciples back to the Cloud Palace, and gather the strength of a few of us to form a formation......" Ziyang Master Ancestor said while coughing up blood.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Qingyang Zhenren trembled and wiped the blood stains from the corners of Ziyang's mouth, "Isn't that master able to contain the Demon King's Wind Blade?"

Yunyang Zhenren and Mingyang Zhenren both looked at Ziyang Shizu in surprise, how could they feel that Shizu still had something to hide from them.

"You don't know, that person just now was conjured up by me with the Kunlun Mirror......" Ziyang Zhenren slowly told the truth.

It turns out that this Kunlun mirror has a powerful function, that is, it can transform another person according to each person's martial arts cultivation, and the person's martial arts cultivation is the same as the prototype, but it can only last for half an hour. As soon as the Ziyang Master Ancestor saw the Demon King Wind Blade, he had already brewed this plan in his heart, he first led the Wind Blade to release coercion, and under the strong coercion collision, the gossip heart shield hanging on the chest of the Ziyang Master Ancestor was broken, and the Kunlun Mirror hidden inside was quietly activated, and then he estimated that he used words to lure the Wind Blade into the gambling game, this is only preliminary, the cultivation of the Wind Blade has reached the tenth stage of the Hedao Period, if you are careful, you will definitely be able to find the problem, so the Ziyang Master Ancestor must also go a little bit yào, as long as you let the wind blade inhale a little, you will definitely be able to let him enter the game with confidence. But this mí yào must have skills, the slightest mistake will be seen through by the wind blade, the consequences are unimaginable, when the man in white fell from the sky, a gust of incense wind hit, this is the mí yào under the ancestor of Ziyang, can psychedelize people's minds, the wind blade did not doubt that the man in white conjured up by the Kunlun mirror as an opponent, so the Lingyin faction got a chance to breathe. Ziyang Zhenren's plan can really be said to be step-by-step, interlocking. And the higher the cultivation level of the person who wants to transform the Kunlun Mirror, the greater the power required, and the Kunlun Mirror also has the effect of counter-devouring, so the Ziyang Master Ancestor exhausted all his true qi to activate the Kunlun Mirror, and now he is shocked by the powerful anti-devouring power.

At this moment, a huge roar came from underground, as if a behemoth was hitting the ground. The stones on the Tianming Platform fell one after another, and the Ziyang Master Ancestor endured the severe pain and shouted, "All the disciples immediately return to the Cloud Palace!"

"Ah, the ground is cracking!" a disciple exclaimed.

The roar grew louder and louder, and many cracks appeared in the ground, which were very long, stretching for several kilometers, and everyone was stunned by this strange strange appearance.

"Let's go~~~~," Qingyang Zhen shouted.

The disciples woke up like a dream and immediately rushed towards the Cloud Palace.

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