Chapter 146 Let’s dance, all things will happen!

"Okay, don't be rude."

As a calm voice sounded.

The Beifeng disciples who were laughing in the hall shook their heads and stopped smiling.

I saw Gai Rong, headed by the Beifeng disciples, tilting his head and smiling towards Chen Zhixing and the others.

"Guan Zhenzhuan, your way of showing up at Nanfeng is really unique."

Among the three of them, Peng Nai, who had thick black hair that reached down to his waist, looked at Chen Zhixing, his eyes lit up and he said, "Oh? Have you also broken through to the True Self Realm?"

Without waiting for Chen Zhixing to reply, he grinned and said: "Okay, okay, this is the fun! Otherwise, if you are too weak, I am afraid that you will be crippled by accident!"

Chen Zhixing smiled lightly and said: "I also hope that your strength can be as tough as your mouth. I often kill people by accident."

As soon as these words were said, countless disciples, whether it was the South Peak or the North Peak, were stunned.

I don’t know since when, the North Peak has become accustomed to being superior to the South Peak.

Often when North Peak disciples meet South Peak disciples and occasionally make fun of them, the South Peak disciples' reaction is mostly to remain silent or snort coldly and walk away.

Therefore, it is extremely rare for Chen Zhixing to respond directly like this!

This caused the disciples from both the Northern and Southern Peaks to be a little stunned and unable to react.

Peng Nai was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, showing his mouth full of fangs:

"Hahaha, interesting! I just like people with your personality! It's not like some cowards who can't fart for a long time and have no energy even if they hit you!"

"Xiao Ping, I hope you can reach the third level. I will wait for you at the third level!"

After saying that, Peng Nai said no more and walked into the crowd.

"come on."

Gai Rong looked around, glanced at the Nanfeng disciples with a smile, and also walked into the crowd.

Crunch.

The heavy door of Kunhe Hall slowly opened outward.

Three figures drew up their long backs and walked out of Kunhe Hall.

Walking on the left and right sides, half a body behind the person in the middle, was a beautiful Taoist nun in a sky-black Taoist robe, and the other was a middle-aged man with a square face, a short beard, and an expressionless face.

These two people are naturally Mo Yuemei, the leader of the South Peak, and Tuoba Zhenyi, the leader of the North Peak!

"North Peak, see the top of the peak!"

"South Peak, see the top of the peak!!"

In an instant, it was raining heavily on the square outside Kunhe Hall.

Countless South Peak disciples and North Peak disciples saluted towards the heads of their respective peaks at the same time.

Subsequently.

The disciples from the North and South Peaks looked at the old man in the middle at the same time and spoke in a deep voice:

"South Peak!"

"Beifeng!"

"See the Holy Lord!"

"Yeah. No need to be polite." The old man smiled.

Chen Zhixing looked at the Holy Lord Tianlan who had white hair and white beard, dark skin, and long hanging ears. He had long since returned to his original nature and looked like a villager and an old farmer.

Holy Lord Tianlan, Qin Tianzhong!

One of the top nirvana experts in the world has been the master of Tianlan Holy Land for 800 years!

"I just don't know which one is stronger, Qin Tianzhong, the Holy Master of Tianlan, or Chen Daoyan, my grandfather."

Chen Zhixing couldn't help but think in his heart.

After a while.

As Holy Lord Tianlan announced the rules of the competition, he said in a deep voice:

"The competition between the two peaks begins now."

The words fell.

Holy Lord Tianlan stretched out his hand and pressed down gently.

In an instant.

Rumble——!

The broad waterfall located between the north and south peaks, like a Milky Way, suddenly stopped slowly. ,

next moment.

A total of six ancient mountain roads appeared at the original waterfall in an instant.

"Tianyu, Ran'er, Ping'er! Go down and get ready!"

Mo Yue's beautiful eyes flashed and he said.

"yes!"

Chen Zhixing and the other three looked at each other and flew away from Kunhe Hall.

After a while.

Chen Zhixing and the others came to the foot of the mountain and looked up. They saw three ancient roads leading to the sky. They were so narrow and long that they couldn't even see the end at a glance.

"Junior Brother Xiao, Junior Sister Li, this is your first time participating in the competition. Come and choose the ancient path first!"

"good."

Li Ran thought for a while and chose the leftmost ancient road among the three ancient roads.

Chen Zhixing, on the other hand, randomly chose the ancient road on the far right.

"let's start!"

The three of them looked at each other and immediately stepped onto the first step of the ancient road.

Like a shocking formation being activated, a black-yellow light suddenly swept across the entire ancient road.

Immediately.

Chen Zhixing felt a sealing power coming from him, sealing all three avenue seeds in his body.

"Is this the power of suppression?"

Chen Zhixing's heart moved, and then he walked towards the top of the ancient road with a calm expression.

A sky-wide mist spread from both sides of the ancient road, blocking the entire ancient road.

As Chen Zhixing walked forward, he found that on this ancient road, not only the power of the Dharma was blocked, but also the speed of the vertical magic step could not be used.

"In other words, does it have to be fought?"

The corners of Chen Zhixing's lips raised slightly. He also wanted to see who the so-called Tianlan Holy Land disciples were!

Bang! !

Chen Zhixing's pace suddenly accelerated, like an arrow from the string, shooting upwards quickly!

The thick layers of fog were quickly torn apart!

After about one stick of incense.

Chen Zhixing stopped suddenly and looked up.

Only in front of him.

The heavy fog gradually dispersed.

Countless figures in the darkness slowly emerged from the thick mist.

They stood all over the entire mountain road, so densely packed that it was impossible to see the end of the mountain!

"Xiao Zhenzhuan, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The leader, a disciple from the North Peak of the Immortal Ascension Peak, grinned with a cold smile.

Bang!

A black halberd appeared in the hand of the Beifeng disciple.

He stood with a halberd in his hand, the tip of the halberd pointing diagonally at the ground, and traces of mountain peaks blew his black hair.

He lowered his head and looked down at Chen Zhixing:

"Lu Pei, the Taoist cultivator at Xiabei Peak, is intercepted here by order of the peak leader!"

"Xiao Zhenzhuan, since I am here today, this road is forbidden!"

Kunhe Hall, inside the main hall.

Qin Tianzhong, the Holy Master of Tianlan, sat at the top of the table. Sitting in the two seats below were Mo Yuemei, the leader of the South Peak, and Tuoba Zhenyi, the leader of the North Peak.

In the center of the hall, there is a huge Xuanguang mirror, which displays all the scenes on the six ancient mountain roads in the mirror.

"Mo Fengshou, you are so courageous. You used secret techniques to forcefully help your disciple Xiao Ping to enter the realm of true self."

Tuoba Zhenyi, a tall man, said calmly.

Mo Yuemei pushed back a strand of hair from his forehead, smiled slightly and said, "Isn't the head of Tuoba Peak the same?"

"Same?"

Tuoba Zhenyi shook his head and said: "My disciple Peng Nai is amazingly talented and possesses the blood of many ancient wild remnants. I just pushed him a little, and he stepped into the realm of the true self on his own."

"Your disciple Xiao Ping is only at the third level of divine movement. You need to use the art of concealing the yin and yang to reverse the yin and yang, and risk the whole world to be able to barely step into the realm of the true self. How can it be the same?"

After a pause, the rough-faced Tuoba Zhenyi said with a smile: "Mo Fengshou, it seems that you have made up your mind to place your bet on Xiao Ping."

"It's just a pity."

Tuoba Zhenyi raised his head and looked towards the mysterious light mirror, the smile on his face became stronger.

"The innate psychic body that breaks the limit is worthy of my respect."

Mo Yue frowned, a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart, and he also raised his head and looked at the mysterious light mirror.

What I saw in the Xuanguang Mirror was the scene belonging to Chen Zhixing.

The heavy fog gradually dissipated, revealing the densely packed and overwhelming figures of countless Beifeng disciples!

"There are 600 disciples in Beifeng, 400 of them are all used to intercept Xiao Ping!"

Tuoba Zhenyi asked with a faint smile:

"Mo Fengshou, do you think your Xiao Ping can be your opponent?"

When Mo Yuemei heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"kill!!!"

Countless majestic shouts of death from Qi Xiaoqianyun gathered together, shaking the heaven and earth, and instantly resounded throughout the entire mountain road.

laugh!

A black spurt dragged on the ground, creating a long string of sparks.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Pei, a Taoist from Beifeng who was wearing a black sleeveless gown, stepped on the stone steps of the ancient road and instantly rose into the sky.

"Go back!" Lu Pei's black hair danced wildly, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he struck Chen Zhixing hard with his halberd.

This halberd is like a stream of light, trying to split everything apart!

Dang! ! !

Before the halberd fell, Lu Pei seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and his whole body was suspended in the air.

"weak."

Chen Zhixing stretched out his hand and spread out his five fingers to grasp.

Bang——! ! !

A huge force of terrifying gravity burst out from Chen Zhixing's palm!

Lu Peiru was hit by a heavy hammer and instantly flew backwards, hitting a crowd of people and hitting more than a dozen disciples.

puff!

Lu Pei opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at Chen Zhixing, struggled to stand up with his halberd, opened his mouth and shouted:

"Deal with him!"

"yes!!"

In an instant, a total of four hundred Beifeng disciples roared and rushed towards Chen Zhixing overwhelmingly!

Some people raised their fists and struck, some people swept with their legs, and some people were holding magic weapons and slashed vertically at Chen Zhixing!

"Stinky fish and rotten shrimp!"

Chen Zhixing's eyes suddenly opened, and countless rays of light flashed in his eyes.

"Certainly!"

As Chen Zhixing spat out one word, a powerful spiritual thought swept across him in an instant.

In an instant, time seemed to stand still!

Countless Beifeng disciples rushed towards him, and they were instantly frozen in mid-air as if the pause button had been pressed.

Chen Zhixing stepped forward, and his figure instantly pulled out a series of afterimages in the mid-air, passing over the Beifeng disciple whose name was frozen in the mid-air.

Puff puff puff puff puff!

Following Chen Zhixing's figure, he passed by them.

The Beifeng disciple who kept charging and killing fell instantly like rain and fell into coma.

However.

However, in an instant, more Beifeng disciples came roaring towards Chen Zhixing.

"kill!!!"

"There are so many of us, we can pile him up to death!!"

"Hold him! Buy time for our Beifeng True Successor!"

"Xiao Ping, I told you, this road is forbidden!!"

Chen Zhixing paused and looked up suddenly.

Hundreds of Beifeng disciples were swarming towards him!

"The fragile sand, even if it is gathered together to form a wall, is just a sandcastle that can be crushed under one foot!"