Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit

"No, Huohu was captured alive by Lu Tianping!"

At the moment when he received the news, Pei Chengxiu, the first progeny of the large-scale sunset sect of the Hexi sect, exclaimed. Not only did he stunned the proletarian monks next to him, but also the ancestors of the various factions who gathered on the other side of Feiliang Mountain Looked at him. M.

Fenghuhu Liefeng, as the first person of the three generations of the colorful tiger tribe, sits firmly on the sixth mountain monarch of the tribe. Although it is the last mountain monarch, the tribe has been frank since the third mountain monarch. His opponent was ranked ahead of Hu Liefeng just because of his seniority.

This person is well-known among the Northwest Monster Race, and is also quite famous in the Middle-earth practice world, because this person once hunted and killed Fan Mingjie, the second progeny of Ziyang Palace, three thousand miles in the land of the Western Wilderness.

Although he was later blocked by Yan Nanfei, Yan Nanfei couldn't help but retreat before the others in Ziyang Palace arrived. After this battle, Fenghuhu Liefeng began to gain fame in the cultivation world.

After waiting, the demon clan of the Western Wilderness united and fought several battles with Ziyang Palace. This Tiger Liefeng successively killed one great monk in Ziyang Palace, two monks in the middle stage of the law, and three great monks in the middle of the law. The record was finally famous in the middle-earth practice. World, its strength has long been beyond doubt, but a rare member of the colorful tiger clan.

However, such a demon cultivator who even had a headache in Ziyang Palace was caught alive shortly after fighting against that Lu Tianping. Although they had heard many rumors about this sword fairy in the North Sea, it happened before everything really happened. It was enough to shock them in front of the proud of these heavens.

This time, however, it was destined that Lu Ping would completely let the children of all factions bow their heads in front of him. Just before everyone recovered from the news of Lu Ping’s capture of Hu Liefeng, a rapid howling pierced the top of Feiliang Mountain. The emptiness.

Pei Chengxiu looked surprised and said, "Fei Hongxin, what's the matter?"

Everyone didn't know, so they saw that Pei Chengxiu hurriedly stood up and pinched several magic arts in his hand. The howling that cut through the void suddenly got closer and closer, knowing that a feather-shaped jade slip fell into his palm.

Nangong Xiaojian on the side was shocked when he saw the situation, and said, "Friend Daoist Pei, what happened?"

Everyone looked at Pei Chengxiu, but saw that his face was full of weird looks. It seemed to be unbelievable, and it seemed to be funny, but it seemed to be scrupulous about not daring to laugh out loud, followed closely and obviously. There was a confused color, so that his face was full of complex colors, and even Nangong Xiaojian's question was not heard.

Although everyone doesn't know what happened, but Pei Chengxiu's strength can also be listed in the middle of everyone, and he is a local host. Each party has to give some face to him. Seeing him like this, I don't know where it must have happened. What a big deal.

In the end, the ancestors on the other side of the mountain who were also paying attention to them couldn't hold their breath. The elder of Sunset Zong coughed when talking about the ancestor and asked: "Shengxiu, what happened? Why is it so frustrating?"

Suddenly, Pei Chengxiu heard the question from the ancestor of the school, and suddenly came back to his senses with an "ah", knowing that he was afraid of losing face in front of the various cultivators. For a while, he became even more at a loss and didn't know what to do.

The ancestor Tan Zhong was quite unhappy when he saw that his children were so flustered, with a little disappointment in his tone, and said: "Bring Feihongxin!"

Pei Chengxiu woke up like a dream, flushed and hurriedly handed Fei Hongxin to the elder of the faction.

But at this moment, a few rays of light suddenly fell outside Feiliang Mountain, and several young monks walked out of the light one after another.

"Hey, Senior Brother Dongfang, why did you come back? Didn't you fight against Lu Tianping?"

"How can Qin Shijun from the Crystal Palace come back? It seems that his face is very ugly. Could it be that they were all defeated by Lu Tianping?"

"Fart, that's a lot of effort, besides, how could Senior Brother Qin lose!"

"Sister Shui, here!"

"It seems that Lu Zhichuan from Lingyun Valley hasn't come back!"

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"What's the matter with these people, how can they be the same as the eggplants made by Shuang?"

The few monks who returned to Feiliang Mountain were undoubtedly not the direct monks of various holy places and large sects, and they were all famous rising stars in the entire cultivation world.

It's just that after these people landed on the top of Feiliang Mountain, each of them looked extremely ugly, or their faces were gloomy, or their faces were silent, or their faces were weird, or unbelievable,... In short, none of them were calm.

"What, how is this possible?"

There was an exclamation in the distance. It was the elder of the Sunset Sect who had taken Fei Hongxin from Pei Chengxiu's hands. For the sake of this ancestor for thousands of years, he could not maintain his Gujing Wubo mentality at this moment. Exclaimed.

"Talking about fellow Daoists, why do you panic?"

The ancestor Qifan moved in his heart and asked.

The great elder of the Sunset Sect with a bitter smile on his face handed the Feihongxin in his hand to the hands of the seven ancestors.

The ancestor Qifan glanced at the content in his heart, "Oh", followed by glancing at the ancestor Chunyang in Lingyun Valley without a trace, and then calmly handed Fei Hongxin to the man beside him. In the hands of the ancestors.

Nangong Xiaojian and other three generations of disciples saw that the ancestors of the various factions already knew what was going on. With a heart move, they hurriedly stepped forward and pulled their senior brother Dongfang Yanhong over, saying, "Brother Dongfang, you didn’t mean to Discuss with that Lu Tianping? How come you are back now? Could it be..."

Dongfang Yanhong gave a wry smile, looked at the few people who had returned to Feiliang Mountain, and said to Qin Shijun, "Brother Qin, why don't you talk about it!"

Qin Shijun also showed a rare embarrassment. He looked at Zhao Zhijie, the second progeny of Lingyun Valley among the cultivators, and said: "Brother Dongfang has a problem for the next, but sooner or later everyone will know about this, um, It was Lu Tianping who defeated Fellow Dao Lu in Lingyun Valley. I felt overwhelmed, so I returned first!"

Everyone looked at Zhao Zhijie in the crowd, and they were dexterous and did not forget to glance at that Pei Chengxiu, but saw that Pei Chengxiu was also looking at Zhao Zhijie with a weird face, and they knew that Pei Chengxiu might have lost his attitude just now. It has something to do with Lu Zhichuan.

Then Zhao Zhijie heard that his first protégé was defeated in Lu Ping’s hands, his face was disappointed, but he still smiled strongly: "Why, should Brother Lu lose in the hands of Lu Tianping, should you be so surprised? After all, Lu Tianping But for a character that even the Heavenly Demon can repel, Brother Lu doesn't have to make you so defeated in his hands, right?"

Dongfang Yanhong, Qin Shijun and others all laughed dryly, and said, "That's it, it's not bad, not bad!"

At this moment, there was a sudden violent anger from the place where the ancestors of various factions gathered: "Zhuzi'an dare to do this!"

Everyone looked and saw that the long-lived son of Pure Yang, the ancestor of Lingyun Valley, suddenly stood up, full of anger, and said: "The Beihai scorpion dare to bully me Lingyun Valley like this, and the old man will tell him to frustrate his bones and ash!"

The progeny of all factions were shocked, but the people like Qin Shijun, Shui Zhirou, Dongfang Yanhong, etc. seemed to have expected it to be so unsurprising.

Seeing that the ancestors of various factions were persuading one after another, the Lingyungu diary Zhao Zhijie said coldly: "Qin Daoyou, Shui Daoyou, Dongfang Dao brother, how exactly my big brother was defeated by Lu Tianping, please let me know!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and in the end, Shui Zhirou opened his mouth and said, "Friend Lu asked Lu Tianping to learn from each other, but he was defeated by Lu Tianping's move..."

"What? This is absolutely impossible!"

Before Zhao Zhijie's attack, several arrogant protagonists of various factions could not sit still, and suddenly jumped up and subconsciously said loudly.

Qin Shijun's face sank, and said: "Are you all questioning me waiting to lie?"

The identities and status of the several monks who were provoked were naturally not able to be discussed with these holy land's first protagonists. After hearing this, their expression changed, and they sat back rather unwillingly.

Then I heard that Dongfang Yanhong smiled bitterly: "I know you don’t believe it, but this is the truth. After hearing the news of Lu Daoyou’s defeat, I waited for my own strength and Lu Daoyou to be just between the uncles, in order to avoid self-reliance. Its shame, had to retreat each."

The first progeny of the dignified sacred place, even a monk of the same rank can't take a single move. No wonder these sacred monks who tried to challenge Lu Tianping and large sects rushed back one by one, no wonder that Pei Chengxiu was so gaffe before.

It’s just that although these things are shameful, they don’t have to cause the Pure Yang ancestor of Lingyun Valley to be so angry. Even if this ancestor is narrow-minded, his own skills are not as good as others. Why does it happen on the spot and suddenly arouse people? Shame?

Nangong Xiaojian's mind turned quickly, and he determined that there must be something hidden in it, so he thought about that Pei Chengxiu looked at it again, but unexpectedly, that Pei Chengxiu saw his gaze subconsciously avoid it.

Nangong Xiaojian smiled "hehe" and said, "Friend Daoist Pei, is there anything hidden in this that I don't know?"

This guy was cunning like a ghost. He saw the clues, but he didn't ask Dongfang Jie, Qin Shijun and other sacred descendants that he had seen with his own eyes. Instead, he asked Pei Chengxiu, the soft persimmon, because he was not afraid of offending the Sunset Sect.

Pei Chengxiu hesitated and said: "What's the secret ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hadn't the Dao brother in the extremely holy place already said it!"

"is it?"

Nangong Xiaojian smiled sinisterly, waiting to continue to question, but he heard a violent shout from a distance, the long-lived son of the pure sun ancestor of Lingyun Valley rose up, his palms empty, and said: "Lu Tianping, you Bully me, there is no one in Lingyun Valley, and let the old man talk to you for a while!"

Everyone was taken aback, then Lu Tianping actually arrived?

The top of Feiling Mountain was surging with wind and clouds. As the Changshengzi’s palms expelled, the cloud and mist covering the top of the mountain suddenly transformed into a huge Yunluan. Yunluan made a long cry, flapped its wings and probed its claws, and turned towards two black spots far away from the mountain. Grab it.

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Today, the heating test was tested. No one was in the decoration on the roof of the building. Water was left everywhere, and even leaked into Sleeping Autumn’s home along the gaps left before the heating renovation. Then there was a tragedy. There was no one in the neighbors. At home, I had to turn off the valve, but the leaking water must have flooded the upper floor, so it is still leaking down, helpless! Sleeping Qiu didn't write much for the whole night, only two changes were made today, so I asked for a few monthly tickets brazenly.