Nine Heavens

After landing, Ni Tianleng raised his eyes to look at the sky, and found that the crescent moon in Tianyu had already passed the mid-heaven. At this moment, it was right behind Song Zhen and obliquely above. With his back facing east and west, he was facing the moon. On his Cuixian pen. Under the moonlight, the emerald emerald pen is shining with a seductive turquoise color, which looks dreamy and magical. Seeing the emerald green brilliance of the emerald green pen, Ni Tian Leng seemed very excited, with a look of great joy on his face. The emerald green fairy pen, which had been dancing clockwise with the right hand before, quietly switched directions and continued to dance at this time, but every time the pen tip pointed to the moon, it would stop for a while on purpose. As for why, no one knows , the people watching the excitement around may not have noticed this at all.

But Song Zhen, who has always been careless, didn't know what happened today, he was extraordinarily serious, but he noticed it. Not only noticed, but also thinking quickly in his mind, what does the other party mean by this? Song Zhen secretly sighed in his heart, the opponent was really not simple, and he was able to easily resist his own seven astrological formulas, which showed that the strength of the opponent was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface. The exercises used by the other party, on the surface, are the methods of the Xuanling Sect, but there are other mysterious changes hidden in each of the exercises, and I have never seen those changes before. If I hadn't suddenly obtained the astrological ruler and the seven astrological formulas these days, I believe that I would have died in front of him no less than a hundred times. Ever since the battle, Song Zhen has always felt that this guy is so cold and weird, as if he already had the certainty of defeating himself.

The cold green fairy brush danced faster and faster on his chest, which was so fast that it was disturbing, but he couldn't help but look at it, because his posture of dancing the green fairy brush was so chic and handsome Yes, especially those female disciples felt that the sky-defying coldness at this time was extremely cool. When Ni Tianleng turned the emerald green pen in his hand, every time he switched directions, there would be an extremely faint thread of emerald light swimming towards the crescent moon of Tianyu. Extremely difficult to spot.

Song Zhen always felt that there was something wrong with the green fairy pen, but he looked left and right with his eyes wide open, but he didn't find anything. Just when he was at a loss, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ear: "Be calm and calm, the spiritual energy will be in your eyes, carefully look at the streamer of the green fairy pen!"

Hearing this voice, Song Zhen almost jumped up excitedly, but then a familiar voice reminded: "Be sure to be calm! Victory and defeat are instant!"

Song Zhen was elated, his face was flushed with excitement, and his two eyebrows kept twisting. But he tried his best to suppress his excitement, and slowly stabilized his mind. Following the guidance of this voice, he concentrated on examining the surroundings of the Heaven-defying Leng Cui Xianbi, and gradually finally discovered the traces of emerald green streamer. Song Zhen was secretly startled, and then heard a familiar voice telling these streamers how scary they were. Song Zhen, who was horrified in his heart, tried his best to show an extremely calm look on his face, deliberately turned his eyes away from the Cuixian brush, and pretended to stare closely at the sky-defying eyes.

Seeing that Song Zhen didn't pay attention to the mystery of his playing with the green fairy brush at all, his face was full of smiles, his eyes flickered, showing infinite complacency. The curved arc of the corner of the mouth was getting bigger and bigger, and finally he laughed out loud.

And at this moment, two sharp giant swords quietly shot out from the crescent moon of Tianyu behind Song Zhen, shooting towards Song Zhen's back heart at an extremely fast speed and soundlessly. However, Song Zhen didn't seem to know at all, and continued to foolishly admire the laughing and cold face.

Ni Tianleng continued to fiddle with the green fairy pen desperately, and even danced on his chest into a beautiful pattern like a wave of waves, attracting Song Zhen's attention.

Not only Song Zhen, but millions of disciples around him were overwhelmed by its wonderful performance.

"Heck! Look at that against the weather, that green fairy pen, it's really wonderful!" Xiuhuan beside Lan Shuang said with a smile.

"En!" Lan Shuang hummed, but there was always a feeling of being unable to see through the coldness in her heart, and she asked herself secretly, what kind of tricks was he playing? His eyes have been staring at the green fairy pen in his hand, looking for the mystery hidden in it.

He was laughing, first smiling, then laughing, now laughing wildly, rocking back and forth.

Lan Shuang was at a loss for what to do, and the people around were also puzzled. Even the coagulation peak was very surprised. Duo Qianli was also at a loss for a while, this sky-defying cold was really puzzling. It was unknown before, but the recent peak master of the New Territories, Ben Feng, fought all the way with his identity as a disciple of the New Territories, and finally became one of the three candidate peak masters unbelievably. Moreover, as long as Song Zhen is defeated in this round, no matter which peak's peak master it is, the peak master's position is certain.

Hearing his laughter, Lan Shuang's heart trembled, and when she looked up suddenly, she saw two emerald green swords suddenly appearing behind Song Zhen, piercing into her body, Lan Shuang exclaimed in shock: "Song Zhen! Be careful! !"

Hearing Lan Shuang's exclamation, everyone was shocked, and at this moment they all saw the two emerald green swords.

However, everyone couldn't help feeling cold at the same time, thinking to themselves, Song Zhen seemed to be finished, and it was too late to shout any more. The peak masters, including Daoist Hunmeng, couldn't help but look sideways, and couldn't bear to see Song Zhen's body being pierced the next moment.

At this time, Lan Shuang's eyes were already full of tears, her legs softened, and she sat down.

Pooh! Pooh!

The disciples who were close to the practice field clearly heard two sounds of emerald long swords piercing into their bodies.

"Ha ha."

Ni Tianleng was still laughing wildly, but suddenly felt a coldness in his body, the laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes showed an expression of disbelief, he fixedly looked down at the two emerald green cold swords piercing his body on the left and right atrium ! How could the Cuibi Niyuehuifeng sword penetrate into his body!

"ah! ah"

Gu Tianleng's mouth was full of blood, and he made an indistinct sound, and his feet trembled and moved a few steps.

"Boom!"

The two emerald sparkling cold swords only stayed in Ni Tianleng's body for a moment before they exploded, and Nitianleng was immediately blown into a cloud of blood mist, which scattered and drifted away.

The blood mist filled the vicinity for a few feet, and it took a long time to dissipate slowly, but the Cuixian brush, which was against the sky, was still dancing in the void by itself, floating in place.

On the opposite side, Song Zhen looked at all this, straightened his back, and looked extremely calm, as if he was not surprised by this, but his eyes always turned to the surrounding crowd intentionally or unintentionally.

"Oh my God!"

"How can it be?"

"How did he escape!"

Seeing Song Zhen standing there in good condition, Nitian was cooled to death, and died under his own spell. Everyone looked at Song Zhen inexplicably, as if they wanted to see a monster from outside the sky.

"He's not dead!" Lan Shuang heard the discussion around him in a coma, and jumped up suddenly. Seeing Song Zhen standing there in a good manner, he couldn't help laughing through his tears, regardless of whether he was shy or not, and flew towards him. Song Zhen shot away.

Not far away, Daoist Hunmeng couldn't help but wiped his eyes, and looked at Song Zhen in shock, as if he had never known Song Zhen before, he was not dead! He really became the peak master! Real Hunmeng seemed unsure of what he saw, so he raised his head to look at Master Bingpo, the leader of the sect.

Seeing the gaze cast by Master Huanmeng, Master Bingpo nodded slightly, and the other peak masters congratulated him one after another, only then was he convinced that this boy Song Zhen had really won.

When all the peak masters sent congratulations to the peak master Huanmeng from afar, Lan Shuang had already flown in front of Song Zhen. When Song Zhen saw his beloved flying towards him, he flew over beautifully, hugged Lan Shuang in his arms lightly, and then Both fell down.

Seeing the moving figures of Song Zhen and Lan Shuang, millions of disciples around couldn't help but burst into applause.

Poor Nai Tianleng originally thought that all of this should belong to him, but the mechanism was so clever that it cost Qingqing's life.

Afterwards, the following battles continued, and the fourth round of battles was not completed until two days later. Every battle was thrilling, and finally twelve candidates for the peak master of the New Territories were finally drawn, and they were Tai Cangfeng in order. Yun Zhongzi, Duo Qianli from Congealing Blood Peak, Huanlangzi from Xiaoyang Peak, Bing Jinlang from Zihua Peak, Song Zhen from Tongyun Peak, Gu Ping from Piaoxia Peak, Yuexian from Zhaixing Peak, Cang from Xiaotian Peak. Yun, Qingsi from Xialang Peak, Pill Soul from Lianxiangbi, Yun Qianmeng from Cuihe Peak, and Lanying from Peacock Cliff.

The fourth round of the competition lasted for five full days, and there was an accident in the middle, so everyone was a little tired, so the head master ordered to rest for two days, and after two days, the head master and other peak masters will be ranked .

Hearing this news, everyone was very happy, and they all went back to their Fengke Bieyuan to sleep soundly. Now it can be said that the matter of the peak master of the New Territory is almost settled. As for the selection of the peak master of the fairy world, it is just a comparison of the calmness of the twelve peak masters, and there is no need to use magical weapons at all. .

Being able to come to this point, the nine peak masters also sincerely comforted them, discussed some things with each other, and each accompanied their disciples back to the peak guest house.

After a day and a night of adjustments, the disciples of each peak quickly recovered their physical strength. The day before the selection of the head master, the disciples of each peak knew that as soon as the election of the peak master in the New Territory was over, they would leave Tai Cang Peak. There are different peaks, so I took advantage of this day without losing the opportunity to play enough on Tai Cang Peak, especially the young and handsome women took the opportunity to show their hearts to each other.

After a day of playing, most of the disciples went to bed early, hoping to finally have a sweet dream in the comfortable Fengke Bieyuan, and after returning, they will enter their own cold cave.

In the guest courtyard of Congealing Blood Peak, Duo Qianli took a bath, and sat cross-legged on the bed early, closed his eyes slightly, and entered a peaceful state.

"Spit!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of birds flying in the ear, and then the air outside the window fluctuated. When Duo Qianli opened his eyes, he suddenly saw the flying swan fish on this peak.

Can't help being surprised for a while, stretched out his hand, grabbed the flying swan fish in his hand, wiped his head with a single palm, and immediately sensed the message sent by the flying swan fish: If you know the place of the teacher's dharma body, the sky is thousands of miles away from the fairy lake!