Nine Heavens

On the canopy of a tall ancient tree stood a white figure with a proud face.

She has been quietly among the tree branches, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining under her long eyelashes on her pale face, watching Liu Qianlang's actions strangely.

The dignified and arrogant face exchanged extremely complex expressions, sometimes shocked, sometimes excited, sometimes sullen.

It's a thousand dreams! Master Xukong, who was sitting on the fighting platform, was staring at Liu Qianlang, a somewhat unusual junior, with a puzzled expression.

Suddenly, I felt a familiar gaze falling on Liu Qianlang.

Master Xukong raised his head, looked sideways, and found that his newly recruited apprentice Yun Qianmeng was standing on an ancient tree, and a feeling of love and affection arose spontaneously.

For this apprentice, Master Xukong, he loves and feels helpless.

This child is extremely intelligent and talented, but she is a little too withdrawn. She usually chooses to be lonely and alone in a place where no one is around. What.

At this moment, she was looking at the kid in front of her so persistently, it was the first time she had seen this phenomenon, could it be that her lover also liked this weak junior.

For a while, Master Sukong suddenly became more interested in Liu Qianlang, and couldn't help but release his consciousness to look carefully.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Master Xukong was secretly taken aback. With his superhuman powerful spiritual power and consciousness, he couldn't figure out the real strength of this junior, but one thing is certain, he is by no means as refined as he appears on the surface Weak.

He couldn't help but nodded slightly, secretly admiring his lover's foresight, but he still sighed regretfully after all. Because this kid is born with a body with Yin veins, and he is a short-lived kid.

Just as everyone on and off the stage was gazing at the fairy-eyed Dragon Ball, and their minds were racing, Fang Tianyingfang accepted the formula and said with a smile:

"Hehe, the Immortal Eye Dragon Ball is here, so you should also take out nine billion pearls!"

After speaking, she stretched out her hand, and the Fairy Eye Dragon Ball landed firmly on her slender palm, suddenly forming a picture of a fairy entrusting a treasure.

Hearing this, Mr. Wenyang just recovered from the jeweled state of the Immortal Eye Dragon Ball, and said with a smile:

"Of course."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to press his chest, and nine billion pearls had already shone in the void in front of his eyes.

Immediately, with his other hand, he made a move towards the stage, and suddenly flew up to a beautiful woman in embroidered clothes, who looked to be dressed under the gate of Wenyang Palace.

Young Master Wenyang ordered him to step back with nine billion pearls in his hands, and to be a slave to the treasure fairy for a while. On the opposite side, Fang Tianyingfang also stepped back a few meters.

At this time, only Liu Qianlang and Mr. Wenyang were left in the center of the battle arena, and behind them stood a beautiful woman.

Mr. Wenyang looked at Liu Qianlang, looking very leisurely, shaking the cloud splitting fan, smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth, with a look of victory in his hands.

And Liu Qianlang is in a dilemma, neither can advance nor retreat.

For this bet, Fang Tianyingfang took out the Immortal Eye Dragon Ball from her bosom, obviously telling all the friends present in the world of cultivating immortals that she was the one she wanted, and she had already secretly promised her that she had given such a precious pledge of love. keepsake.

But now, taking out such things to gamble, putting his identity as the young master of the Love Flower Palace and the Immortal Eye Dragon Ball at the same time as the bargaining chips, it is like verifying his integrity.

Liu Qianlang was extremely helpless, if he lost, wouldn't it be the same as saying that he lost his wife, making the world laugh at him.

If you win by luck, you will not only win Mr. Wenyang's nine billion pearls, but also accept Fang Tianyingfang as a matter of course.

Fang Tianyingfang's motivation for doing this, in the eyes of outsiders, is nothing more than to disclose her relationship with Liu Qianlang to everyone.

But even though Liu Qianlang loves Fang Tianyingfang a little bit, and at this moment he is infinitely touched, but right now he has absolutely no intention of accepting her.

Especially after losing Shui'er and Miaoyan who had no news from her, she was already disheartened about her children's love, and she couldn't accept Fang Tianyingfang's kindness no matter what.

Seeing the embarrassment on Liu Qianlang's face, Mr. Wenyang became even more calm. He had already put the other party in his eyes. grim face.

It suddenly occurred to him that the other party seemed to have some wealth, so he smiled and said:

"Haha, Xiao Tianfeng has not acted for a long time on behalf of the peak master, could it be that he doesn't like my bet?

Forget it, let's add a little more excitement. I went to my Jianbao Pavilion that day and saw the top ten fairy treasures brought by the Doubao Conference. In addition to the silver crystal and the snowy dragon eye that you bought, there are other treasures. The Eight Immortal Treasures are all extraordinary items from our Wenyang Palace.

They are a lava fire dragon scale, a cloud-piercing arrow, a nine-dragon flying into the sky, a thousand-swirling poro mountain, a hundred-million-year-old red blood ginseng, an eternal green pill, three sky ocean pearls, and a Ten Thousand Years Demon Pill.

Simply, my son put all his money in this bet, but I don't know what Liu Daifeng's idea is? "

After finishing speaking, Mr. Wen Yang swept across the tens of thousands of spectators with a proud face, which drew thunderous applause.

Hearing this, Liu Qianlang, who was in trouble, suddenly became calm, and couldn't help laughing:

"Haha, Mr. Wenyang is really generous, that's good, so, I can't lose my status as the acting peak master of Xiaotian Peak. How about I make a suggestion?"

"Oh? I am all ears." Mr. Wenyang pressed down on the stage with a cracking cloud fan in his hand. After the applause subsided, he pretended to be polite.

I thought in my heart that no matter how rich you are, you will not be worth such a rare and rare treasure in the fairy world. The road in front of the other party is that you can't afford to gamble and give up scoring voluntarily.

Wouldn't it be so easy for me to get a big advantage for nothing, and hit the morale of Xuanlingmen by the way.

How could Liu Qianlang fail to see the other party's intentions, just now he was worried about Fang Tian Yingfang, so he was a little uneasy, but now when he heard the other party raised his stake, his eyes suddenly lit up, he had an idea, and said with a smile:

"In my humble opinion, since you and I are fighting for treasures, naturally we should take out our own treasures, so I think it's a little inappropriate for me to bet on the Tianmu Dragon Ball, the family heirloom of the Fangtian family.

The reason why the Tianmu Dragon Ball is on the lower body is really accidental, because of an accident, Fang Tianyingfang was practicing magic, and happened to meet him, after helping, Fang Tianyingfang left behind the Dragon Ball with the Immortal Eye when he recovered and left. of tips.

At that time, I had no choice but to pick it up temporarily so that I could return it in the future, but because of the trivial matters and the short training days, I was able to keep it in my arms for more than a few months in a blink of an eye.

During the period, the entrusting person informed Fang Tian Yingfang that there was a kit to return, and that I was planning to return the property to the original owner in this treasure fighting meeting. Unfortunately, today's incident happened before it was too late.

Although I have carried it in my bosom for several months, I never know that this kit is the Immortal Eye Dragon Ball! Now that the property is returned to its original owner, everyone is happy, there is really no reason to be a bet.

I am very grateful to Young Master Fang Tian for her trust and support, but I really dare not accept such affection! "

After speaking, he turned around and bowed deeply to Fang Tianyingfang.

As soon as Liu Qianlang said this, there was a commotion in the audience.

Disciples from different sects and sects, and even sects discussed with each other, all lamented that it was a misunderstanding.

They thought this handsome young man full of Confucianism was the wishful man of Young Master Fang Tian. No wonder they dared to bet on themselves and the supreme treasure in their family. They probably fell in love with Mr. Wenyang.

And on the stage, upon hearing these words, there was also a burst of discussion, especially not far away, the angry expression on the face of Palace Master Qinghua disappeared, and the hanging heart finally let go. However, he admired Liu Qianlang's behavior from the bottom of his heart.

After death, Fang Tianyingfang originally thought that passing on Liu Qianlang's Fairy Eye Dragon Ball Jue, and defeating Mr. Wenyang with the supreme magic power of the Fairy Eye Dragon Ball would make him famous from now on, and she could walk with him logically .

Unexpectedly, the few lies he said turned out to be true. Yes, he convinced everyone, and he completely ignored his relationship with him. He was very dissatisfied, and his eyebrows were furrowed.

But after thinking about it carefully, it seems a little too risky to do so. In case that Mr. Wenyang wins, wouldn't it be easier to ask the gods than to send the gods away. So although I was a little disappointed in my heart, I had no choice but to acquiesce.

"It turns out that there is still such a paragraph. Forget it, then, in the opinion of Peak Master Liu Dai, you and I have a fair bet, but I have already revealed the treasure first, so where is your treasure?"

Mr. Wenyang was somewhat regretful when he heard that Young Master Fang Tian and Xianmu Longzhu had stopped making bets, but he had confidence in his heart. Since he had seen the existence of Xianmu Longzhu and the beauties he was attracted to with his own eyes, with the strength of Wenyang Palace, he would be able to make his bet. Into the arms, that is sooner or later

He was not in a hurry, so Mr. Wenyang put on an indifferent expression pretending to be relieved.

On the contrary, right now, the other party actually offered to take out his own bet to fight the treasure with himself, which was unexpected.

Mr. Wenyang really can't figure it out, how many people in the current fairy world can place a more domineering bet than himself, especially the other party is a disciple of the New Territory, and he has no family background in the fairy world.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stare at Liu Qianlang curiously, to see what treasure he would bring out.

Liu Qianlang looked extremely relaxed at this time, after bowing his hands to the venerables on the stage and the audience in the audience, there were two bright lights in his eyes, and ten shining things immediately appeared three feet above his head, attracting the attention of the audience. The next burst of cheers.

Mr. Wenyang looked carefully from left to right, and there were several that couldn't be named. He couldn't help being surprised, and wondered whether Liu Qianlang was a human or a ghost, and where did he get so many magical things.

Seeing Mr. Wenyang with straight eyes, Liu Qianlang smiled slightly and said:

"Please take a look, Mr. Wenyang, there are three lava fire dragon scales, one dragon pill, one lava fire dragon eye, two seeds of Honghuang soul awakening fruit, one love tear, a set of nine-day fairy fate armor, and one three-life summoning bell , a golden light lock soul lock, a plow cloud sword, and a jade seat with hundreds of flowers in the realm of the gods."

If it's about strength, Liu Qianlang really doesn't know what to do against the powerful Wenyang Palace, but when it comes to treasures, Liu Qianlang doesn't care, he just randomly chooses these ten items in the territory of Jutian and puts them on display.

The first three are newly acquired ones, and the latter ones are the treasures of ancient Coconut Kingdom witches and ghost witches.

According to Liu Qianlang's original intention, this is not the time to show off. This is the first time he has contacted with various sects, and he doesn't know how deep the other party's water is, so he thinks it's better to show weakness.

Take out these ten treasures, as long as you can deal with the gamble in front of you, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, even if you lose, as a junior who has just entered the Xuanling Sect, there is nothing wrong with him, even if he is spending money to buy peace.

Thinking of this, Liu Qianlang naturally relaxed.

But Liu Qianlang's sudden chicness shocked some experienced and knowledgeable people on and off the stage.

Young Master Wen Yang's bet can be said to be unprecedented, but Liu Qianlang's bet is an eye-opener for everyone present, including the important figures of the sect on the stage.

Aoyu Daoist and Huolong Daoist slapped their thighs, sighed secretly, no one wants such a rich apprentice, it's just that idiot Fufeng.

But Bing Po Daoist has been relatively silent, except for a few gleams of light in his indifferent eyes, others can't see what he is thinking.

The other peak masters seemed to suddenly have a lot of interest in this junior who was born with a body of yin veins, especially the rare treasures on his head.

Under the stage, Song Zhen saw the ten kinds of magical treasures on Liu Qianlang's head, twisted his black and white eyebrows, his eyes sparkled, and said to himself:

"My third brother, are you still my third brother? Why do I feel that you are the lower realm of the God of Wealth!"

I thought to myself, if I have a chance, I must get two of them. If I have such one or two treasures in my arms, then I will be full of confidence.

After a while of astonishment, Mr. Wenyang's thoughts gradually stabilized, his phoenix eyes flickered a few times, and he began to think about it. He deliberately coughed a few times, shook the cracking cloud fan, and said with a seemingly relaxed smile:

"Haha, I never thought that Peak Master Liu Dai would have such a precious treasure, I'm so disrespectful!"

Hearing this, Liu Qianlang smiled and said:

"Hehe, it's just a few ordinary items, which made Mr. Wenyang laugh. I wonder if my bet is fair compared to yours?"

Mr. Wenyang thought to himself, it is not only fair, it is several times more than his own, but he didn't say that, he said with a smile:

"It's fair. If you have no objections, can we start?"

Mr. Wenyang suddenly saw so many magical treasures appearing in front of him, and facing an opponent who is not strong, as long as he beats the opponent, all these are his own.

In this way, Wenyang Palace is not only more prestigious in front of the four sects, but at the same time has obtained so many rare treasures, how can we not be in a hurry. Can't wait to fan each other out of the universe with a fan.

"Haha, Mr. Wenyang, please!"

Liu Qianlang smiled slightly, and elegantly made a posture to meet the enemy.

Hearing this, Mr. Wenyang was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to make a move, so he used Wenyang Palace's famous magic skill, Wanderer Wuji.

I saw Mr. Wenyang's body move slightly, and the Doubaotai made a trembling sound in an instant.

Then Liu Qianlang saw Mr. Wenyang's figure densely packed around the entire Doubaotai, each figure had a strange color flickering on his face, and at the same time, with an evil smile, a pair of strange phoenix eyes shot out. An incomparably eerie cold light.

The Cloud Splitting Fan in his hand kept changing its posture. The originally silky white fan surface turned into a raging current at this moment, making a sky-shattering roar. Immediately, the top of the fighting platform was covered with dark clouds, like a huge black cloth pressing down , it is extremely suffocating.

And the ribs of the Cracking Cloud Fan suddenly turned into countless ice swords shining with cold light, moaning heavily, and in a blink of an eye they turned into black monster pythons spitting out fiery red snake cores, attacking Liu Qianlang like an electric shot.

At the same time, countless ghastly monsters sprang out of the raging waves above the fan, with bloody mouths, moving and rolling in a strange way.

Liu Qianlang's scalp tingled for a while, secretly thinking that Wenyang Palace really deserved its reputation, even its magical skills are so evil.

But before he had time to think about it, he quickly put on several layers of protective qi, and at the same time urged the ghost boat to shoot in, and then activated several invisibility techniques such as the fog sky technique, and suddenly shot towards the top of the fighting platform.

However, with a bang, Liu Qianlang and his ghost boat were bounced back onto the fighting platform.

Liu Qianlang looked up, and was facing Mr. Wenyang's strange Danfeng eyes, two thick black divine lights pierced into his own eyes, immediately making him lose his light.

Immediately, he felt a sharp evil wind hit his head, which should be a very sharp weapon.

Because his eyes couldn't see, Liu Qianlang had no choice but to hastily use the smoke waving technique, turning his body into wisps of green smoke, and escaped the catastrophe, but there was a loud rumbling sound behind him, which made him feel a little heartbroken.

Then he quickly hid in a corner, frantically activated the white light diamond, and then slowly recovered his eyesight, and suddenly saw that the place he had avoided just now had been chopped into a deep ditch.

Although the frame of the fighting platform is made of ancient wood, the table top is made of fine steel. God knows what kind of weapon it is, and it cut a big ditch out of such a hard fighting platform. If it was all on him, he wouldn't have a job to live for.

Liu Qianlang rejoiced for a while, the body that had turned into green smoke did not dare to return to form, looked around the situation around, and found that the same Mr. Wenyang, no less than a thousand, surrounded him, each with a different expression at this time , the strange twinkling eyes are exploring their own existence.

Liu Qianlang secretly lamented the strangeness of Wenyang Palace's miraculous skills, and at the same time was fortunate to feel the magic of the breath-holding Dafa. The opponent was so powerful that he didn't even detect his own existence for a while.

Before the other party found him, Liu Qianlang's brain was spinning rapidly, and at the same time, he raised his eyesight to an unbelievable level, exploring and analyzing the breakthrough point little by little.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and I don't know how long it took, Liu Qianlang finally discovered the real body of the more than a thousand Mr. Wenyang, and that real body was the only weak point of the breakthrough.

After discovering this, my mind suddenly became clear, and I immediately remembered that Master Jietong had mentioned this kind of exercise to me, which is called the Rogue Wuji Magical Art.

And I have already taught myself the cultivation method of this exercise, but I haven't practiced it because I don't have the mysterious skill of Xuanlingmen that I have always yearned for.

I heard from the master that when activated this magical skill, the figure will be transformed into thousands of figures, or the figure will be transformed into wind, mist and clouds, and it will unleash infinite divine power, which can overwhelm rivers and seas, which is very frightening.

If you are unfortunately trapped by this exercise and don't know how to do it, you will definitely die.

Thinking of this, Liu Qianlang no longer hesitated, and immediately searched in the realm of thoughts and minds, and quickly found the detailed cultivation method of the Rogue Promise Mind Method. Broad and profound, infinitely mysterious, and supreme power is self-evident.

So he carefully and quickly memorized all the cultivation methods of Wanderer Wuji, and accurately deduced the essence of each of the seven levels in order to prevent Mr. Wenyang from further attacking.

Fortunately, Mr. Wenyang only activated the first layer of the Rogue's Promise Magic Art, and it was only at a medium level. In addition, he applied several sealing techniques to prevent himself from escaping from his clutches.

After Liu Qianlang's careful analysis, he also found that the Hunyuan Divine Art taught by Master Jietong contains the shadow of the Wanderer's Promise Divine Art in many places, and it seems to be superior.

After making these discoveries, Liu Qianlang's mood gradually stabilized, and after adding several layers of protection around his body.

The body of divine thoughts sat down cross-legged steadily, secretly urging the wanderer Wuji to practice his mind, trying to use his own way to heal his body and break out of the predicament.

Mr. Wenyang inspected every corner of the wanderer Wuji surrounded by mountains and shadows, explored and analyzed it several times, but did not find any information about Liu Qianlang, and ensured that he would never escape from his several layers of sealing Under the control of the technique, joy gradually leaked out from the evil face.

There are various indications that this kid must have been crushed into powder by his own wanderer's infinite power.

Looking up at the ten alluring treasures floating in the sky above the Doubaotai, he looked smug.

However, Mr. Wenyang has always been a careful master, and he was still worried about the closed space that was already in his hands, so he used a series of powerful and destructive spells again.

Tens of thousands of people under the Doubaotai saw flames soaring on the Doubaotai for a while, the cold wind blew the flying sand for a while, lightning and flint, thunder and lightning for a while, and thousands of swords pierced and slashed haphazardly for a while.

It's really scary to watch, no matter how powerful a character is, they can't escape such a toss, everyone can't help feeling sorry for Liu Qianlang's life.

Especially Fang Tianyingfang, who had already stepped down from the Doubaotai, her eyes were already full of tears, she hated herself for not insisting on letting Liu Qianlang take herself as a bet, maybe with the powerful power of the Immortal Eye Dragon Ball Art, she would not appear Such a tragic scene.

Seeing his buddy die so badly, Song Zhen twisted his black and white eyebrows, his brows were tightly frowned, his heart fluctuated, he didn't want to believe that his buddy who had been through adversity with him just died like this, and wanted to jump up several times, They were all firmly held down by Lan Shuang later.

Song Zhenchang is so old that he doesn't know what it's like to cry, but this time his tears kept falling, and he cried out with his mouth wide open. It was as ugly as it could be.

Far away on the ancient tree, the originally pale face became even paler at this time, his shoulders shrugged slightly, his feet trembled and he almost fell off the ancient tree, he looked up at the layers of clouds that were already setting in the west, and all thoughts were lost.

Mouth na na:

"Maybe this is the result!" Then he drifted away.

Master Bingpo and other peak masters saw that Mr. Wenyang is a majestic young master of Wenyang Palace, who is already a famous person in the fairy world, but he is so cruel to a disciple of Xuanlingmen from the New Realm, and his face is covered with frost. At any time, I can't stand it anymore, and I might fight, but as the host, I have no choice but to bear it.

The dignitaries from the left and right sects, who couldn't bear it, all turned their eyes to one side. Master Ci Yuan clasped his hands together and shouted "Goodness!"

Wenyang Palace has always been gentle and elegant, low-key and civilized, although it almost monopolizes more than half of the business of elixir and immortal soldier forging in the world of cultivating immortals.

But it has always been fair before, and praised by all factions. But in the past hundred years, Wenyang Palace has suddenly become domineering and domineering, completely ignoring other factions. On such occasions, it is too much to bully a junior.

Daoist Huolong, Daoist Aoyu, and Daoist Zixiao, the three peak masters have always been domineering and heroic. Although they don't like Daoist Fufeng's cowardly appearance, they will never allow Master Wenyang to treat his disciples under his nose. To be so presumptuous, isn't this a slap in the face of Xuanlingmen.

The three of them glanced at each other, and then they all glanced at Master Bingpo, the sect master, who nodded slightly.

The three of them understood, and suddenly their figures flickered, and they were about to pounce on Young Master Wenyang.

But at this moment, Mr. Wenyang staggered suddenly, and flew back towards the edge of the Doubaotai, apparently under a huge thrust, and then heard a crackling sound, Then, from the billowing smoke in the center of the Doubao Terrace, a crumbling figure slowly appeared.

Everyone looked, it was Liu Qianlang. I saw his whole body, clothes in disarray, bubbling bright red blood, continuously flowing out from his body, looking like a blood man from a distance.

It looked even more miserable in the afterglow of the setting sun. But what shocked everyone was that he held his head high, his eyes were extremely clear, and there seemed to be a smile on his blood-stained face.

Seeing Liu Qianlang who came back from the dead, there was a commotion in the audience, and a moment later there was a burst of thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time.

Seeing Liu Qianlang standing there resolutely, Mr. Wenyang couldn't believe his eyes no matter what.

Such a junior was able to escape Wenyang Palace's Wanderer's Promise Magic Art, not to mention that he added a full five layers of sealing spells and cast several soul-killing spells at the same time!

Mr. Wenyang forced himself to control his figure and almost fell off the stage. He stared blankly at the monster in front of him, and felt trembling in his heart for a moment. This was the first time he had this feeling.

Behind Liu Qianlang, Immortal Aoyu, Immortal Huolong and Immortal Zixiao, who were about to make a move, also received a powerful impact. They stabilized their figures and looked at it with joy. Liu Qianlang, who looked weak, was still alive. As long as Liu Qianlang doesn't die, then Mr. Wenyang will be killed.

For a junior who just entered the mountain gate to use the most powerful Wanderer Wuji Magic Art in Wenyang Palace, but failed, it would be a huge scandal if it was spread.

So he closed his body and sat down again. Apart from the same feeling, the other people couldn't help secretly admiring Liu Qianlang's tenacity and stubborn wit.

Song Zhen in the audience still cared about so many rules at this time, and shot towards the Doubaotai like a gust of wind, even calling for third brother, and then Fang Tianyingfang also floated over in surprise.

But Liu Qianlang slowly raised his hand, motioning for the two to back away, and took two steps forward shaking, clasped his hands and said in a hoarse voice:

"Thank you, Mr. Wenyang, for accepting the concession, and I admit defeat."

After finishing speaking, he fell down with a bang due to exhaustion.

There were noisy and chaotic voices from the audience, some sympathized with Liu Qianlang, and some envied Mr. Wenyang.

Mr. Wenyang, who had been muttering in his heart, saw that Liu Qianlang had stopped moving, and immediately regained his energy. He sighed secretly that this kid had escaped, maybe he had some other treasure on him, and he escaped by virtue of the treasure.

So, he stabilized his figure, shook the cracked cloud fan a few times, and watched Liu Qianlang vigilantly for a while, then arched his hands up and down the stage and said with an embarrassed smile:

"Haha, that young master is not polite. After speaking, the Lieyun fan drew two graceful arcs, and the two treasures that had been floating on the fighting platform were taken into his arms, and then carefully walked around. Liu Qianlang sat back in his original position.

Just at this moment, the last rays of the setting sun have already disappeared into the forest...