Chapter 957: Reverse Scale

During the seven years, many magnificent buildings have sprung up at the foot of the Holy Mountain. For martial artists who have cultivated to the level of Saints and Immortals, it is also very easy to create a city.

In their world, the pace is extremely fast, and the rise and fall of a city may only take a breath.

The news that Duanmu Tong broke through the Immortal rank spread quickly and became popular at the foot of the Holy Mountain.

Later, another news came out that Duanmu Tong defeated a third-level Immortal rank strongman from the Dugu family as soon as he entered the Immortal rank, and he was invincible.

The third-level Immortal rank is already the strongest in the Holy Mountain now, which means that Duanmu Tong now has the top combat power in the Holy Mountain.

This is also the most talked about thing in the major restaurants.

However, it did not last long, and a more shocking thing happened at the foot of the Holy Mountain, which came from the Nine Heavens Immortal Dynasty.

Above the sky, there was another auspicious fairy light, and the Nine Heavens Huanglong broke through the Saint Casting Immortal rank, and the movement caused was even more than that of Duanmu Tong.

"Jiu Tian Huang Long has also entered the immortal position!" Someone looked up and envied the immortal light in the sky.

"It seems that both of them were lucky on the holy mountain. It is a miracle that they became immortals in seven years."

"If I had known, I would have persisted more. Now it is too late to climb the ladder." All the major forces sighed. In the path of cultivation, immortality is a huge gap. One step forward will make you rise to the sky.

Immortals are extraordinary. Even top saints are still vulnerable compared to immortals.

Immortals are the true realm of the immortal realm. How many people have spent their entire lives and cannot take this step. How many people have killed their relatives and made the world their enemy in order to step into the immortal position, but they died because of it.

Now that the two have become immortals, how can they not envy them.

In addition, because of the breakthrough of the two people at the foot of the holy mountain, they can't help but think of another person.

Back then, Jiutian Huanglong, Duanmu Tong, and Chu Yan were the three people who walked the farthest and were the three people closest to the top of the ladder. Now Jiutian Huanglong and Duanmu Tong have successively entered the immortal realm, but Chu Yan has not yet walked down from the Holy Mountain, which makes many people feel sad.

"Haha, a lowly person is a lowly person. He is at a low level, but he still wants to spy on the secrets of heaven. It's really ridiculous." At the foot of the Holy Mountain, someone in a restaurant laughed and talked.

"Who are you talking about?" The person next to him asked curiously.

"Who can I talk about? Of course, it's Chu Yan. He was extremely arrogant at the beginning. Now, Duanmu Shao and Jiutian Prince have both entered the immortal realm, but he hasn't come down the mountain yet. Haha, in my opinion, I'm afraid he would have died on the Holy Mountain a long time ago." The man took another sip of strong liquor. He was a disciple of the Cantian Taoist Temple.

"I don't think so. It's hard to say. What opportunity did Chu Yan encounter on the Holy Mountain that delayed him from coming down the mountain?" Someone also spoke for Chu Yan.

"It's impossible. Chu Yan is nothing but trash." The burly young man said firmly.

"Bang!" At this time, there was a sudden noise from the neighboring table. Wang Feng had been sitting there before. At first, he was still holding back, but later, he couldn't stand it anymore and slapped the table: "What the hell are you talking about? Try to say it again!"

"Hey, who did I think it was? It turned out to be the youngest dog of the Dragon Alliance!" The people of the Cantian Taoist Temple turned around and saw Wang Feng. He raised his head slightly, his eyes were extremely frivolous: "I said, Chu Yan is nothing but trash. I'll say it again. What can you do?"

"You're looking for death!" Wang Feng jumped up, a pair of terrifying demon wings grew behind him, holding a demon gun, as if a real demon was roaring.

"Buzz!" At the same time, the people of the Cantian Taoist Temple also stood up. They were all top saints, looking at Wang Feng with contempt.

"Wang Feng, before you do anything, you'd better think it over." At this moment, a voice came from the Cantian Taoist Temple, very cold.

Everyone looked up, and then their hearts trembled slightly: "It's Yun Feiyang! Duanmu Tong's junior brother, he is here."

"Yun Feiyang, I heard that you were abused by my senior brother in the Xianjie back then. Later, the immortal master's immortal thoughts appeared and saved you, allowing you to pick up a dog life. Now you dare to be so arrogant?" Wangfeng glanced at Yun Feiyang and said coldly and impolitely.

Yun Feiyang's eyes turned cold. The shame of the Xianjie has always been a knot in his heart. It is also because of this that it has been difficult to make progress in cultivation in the past few years. So far, he has only reached the seventh level of the saint.

But after a moment, Yun Feiyang showed a light smile: "So what, Chu Yan is now dead on the holy mountain."

"My senior brother is not dead!" Wangfeng let out a low roar, and the magic spear burned the soul. At this time, there were people in the restaurant, led by several handsome figures, Yuqiong Xianer, Qingyi and Liu Qingcheng in front, and Ye Xun, Lin Ang and others were there.

"Look at the wind!" Ye Xun whispered, and Wang Feng snorted coldly and endured it.

"Cantian Taoist Temple, are you going to bully others by taking advantage of your power?" Yuqiong Xian'er blinked her beautiful eyes and looked at Yun Feiyang.

"Yuqiong Xian'er, it seems that you have completely forgotten your identity and have completely stood with the Dragon Alliance. It's a pity that you are interested in Chu Yan, but Chu Yan's people have never looked at you straight. Why don't you follow me and I will let you be my wife, how about it?" Yun Feiyang laughed.

"You are so mean." Yuqiong Xian'er frowned slightly: "Mr. Chu and I are good friends, upright, but in your mouth, it becomes so dirty, is this the character of the Taoist temple?"

Yun Feiyang didn't care, licked the corner of his mouth greedily, and looked at Liu Qingcheng again. It was because of this woman that he lost his reputation. He said fiercely: "Junior Sister Qingcheng, long time no see."

"Who is your junior sister!" Liu Qingcheng said coldly, and Yun Feiyang continued to smile: "Once a teacher, always a father. No matter what, you were once a disciple of my Cantian Taoist Temple. Now that Chu Yan is dead, you might as well continue to follow me. Don't worry, I won't think you are dirty!"

"Boom!"

Wang Feng raised his head and looked at Yun Feiyang. The devilish energy devoured his eyes and turned black.

Ye Xun was the same next to him. The killing intent ignited, and several cracks appeared in the surrounding space.

Liu Qingcheng has always been Chu Yan's reverse scale, but at the same time, it is also theirs. Now that Chu Yan is gone, they will protect him with their lives.

Before Ye Xun came, he had restrained himself. After all, the Chu Clan and the God Killing Alliance were in a war and did not want to make enemies.

But before the two of them took any action, they saw a green figure next to them. Without saying anything, they walked directly towards Yun Feiyang.

Seeing Qing Yi's figure, everyone in the Cantian Taoist Temple frowned, and two top saint disciples immediately stepped forward: "Girl, what are you going to do."

"Get lost!" Qing Yi said crisply, and walked forward with light steps. The disciples of the Cantian Taoist Temple frowned and warned again: "Girl, stop! If you go forward again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Qing Yi continued to walk forward as if she didn't hear it.

"Looking for death!" The two disciples' faces sank, looked at each other, and stepped out with a thud. In an instant, the restaurant trembled slightly, and cracks on the ground tore open, containing a touch of cruel spell light, and the terrible spell light bloomed directly towards Qing Yi.

"Sister Qing Yi!" Truman shouted.

However, at this time, Qing Yi moved, her delicate body flashed slightly, and her slender waist passed through directly. In just a blink of an eye, she passed through the two people and approached Yun Feiyang directly.

Feeling the oppression of green light, Yun Feiyang's heart trembled wildly. He was only a seventh-level saint, how could he be a match for Qingyi? He hurriedly took a step back and screamed: "Protect me!"

"Girl, stop!" The faces of the other disciples of Cantian Taoist Temple also sank. Although they were also very unhappy with Yun Feiyang, he was Duanmu Tong's junior brother after all, and they stepped out one after another.

"It has nothing to do with you, get out!" Qingyi's beautiful eyes were cold and crisp. In her delicate body, there were green lights blooming, and the air was filled with crackling sounds. The faces of the disciples of Cantian Taoist Temple changed. They felt that they were enveloped by a terrible destructive force and quickly retreated.

Qingyi continued to walk out, and green vines flew out from behind her, covering the sky and the sun, like an evergreen tree. Yun Feiyang was controlled by the vines in an instant.

"Bang!" The next moment, Qingyi raised her jade hand upwards, and Yun Feiyang's body was directly rolled up by the vines a hundred meters high, and then with a thump, it was smashed down fiercely.

This is not over yet. The same action is repeated continuously. Qingyi just stands there. From beginning to end, she did not say a word and directly took action.

"Sister-in-law Qingyi... It's direct and violent enough!" Wangfeng watched from a distance and blinked, while Ye Xun kept looking at Yun Feiyang coldly.

"You crazy woman! Stop it! Stop it!" Yun Feiyang was constantly being destroyed, several bones were broken, and he was in a very embarrassing state, screaming continuously.

"Stop it!" At this moment, a loud voice broke through the air, causing everyone to look up. Then they saw their eyes fixed, and saw a young man in white walking over. Behind him, there was a fairy light wheel.

"Duanmu Tong!" In the restaurant, many people became serious, and Yuqiong Xian'er frowned slightly like her, and her beautiful eyes became serious.

Feeling the obstruction of the fairy power, Qingyi stopped her hand, looked up, and looked at Duanmu Tong.

"I have heard of the name of Princess Qingyi for a long time. I am honored to meet her today." Duanmu Tong came on a cloud, stopped, and smiled very gentlemanly.

"I don't know you." Qingyi said crisply, and the people in the restaurant were embarrassed. How famous is Duanmu Tong in the Holy Mountain now, and this girl doesn't know her?

Of course, if you know Qingyi, you will know that her world never values ​​fame and fortune. In the Holy Mountain, she only cares about one person.

Duanmu Tong was also stunned, and smiled without anger: "Princess Qingyi is really the same as the rumors, with little fame and fortune. I am Duanmu Tong. I don't know what happened to make Princess Qingyi so angry that she hit the people of my Cantian Taoist Temple so hard?"

"You deserve to die." Qingyi looked at Duanmu Tong, and the vines were still entangled around Yun Feiyang, and there was no intention to stop.

"Brother! This bitch hurt me, kill her!" Yun Feiyang shouted angrily.

"Shut up!" Duanmu Tong glared at Yun Feiyang and scolded him. At this time, a person from the Cantian Taoist Temple told him what happened, which made him stare and snort coldly: "You deserve it. Miss Qingyi taught you a lesson."