The capital Yàn Xicheng.
The mansion of the city lord.
Practice room.
The sea of fire was surging, extremely fierce, burning the entire room.
The city lord exposed his upper body, stood in the fire, slowly swinging his double hammers. Each move was simple and clear, but it was full of terrifying power, causing space shock.
Suddenly, he turned to look at the door of the training room and asked: What's the matter?
Outside the door, the middle-aged monk knelt on one knee, holding a letter with mysterious blood, and reported in a deep voice: The city lord, Pei Ling, the saint son of Chongming Sect, sent someone to send a letter of war.
When the city lord heard this, he stopped practicing, let go of his hammers, stretched out his hand, and Zhan Shu immediately appeared between his fingers.
After reading the contents of the war book with a calm expression, there was no surprise on his face. Pei Ling challenged the Emperor of the Liuvier Dynasty. After defeating the Emperor, he came directly to the territory of Yàn Xicheng, obviously he wanted to come over and continue challenging him!
He has been waiting for this war letter for several days!
The city lord asked: Who is the one who gave the letter of war?
The middle-aged monk said: He is a female cultivator from a natural sect. Judging from his martial arts, it should be Pei Ling’s furnace and cauldron.
A natural teaching?
The city lord was slightly surprised, and then he understood that challenging the emperor of the Ryukeng Dynasty and challenging him as the city lord of the Yàn Xicheng was all Pei Ling's personal plan, not the purpose of Chongming Sect.
Otherwise, the person who came to deliver the war letter should be from the Jiu Ali clan of Chongming Sect...
It seems that the news from the Liuli Dynasty is true at all. Pei Ling's purpose of this trip is to come for the great way, and no senior Chongming Sect followed him.
Thinking of this, the city lord thought for a while and said: The battle location is set in Wuwangze.
The place is desolate and remote, and will not hurt innocent people.
As for the time...it will be set in three days.
The middle-aged monk clasped his fists and replied: Yes!
Seeing that the city lord had no other instructions, he retreated.
In the cultivation room, the sea of fire was still burning, weakly tempering the city lord's Taoist body.
He looked at Zhan Shu in his hand and his face gradually became solemn.
The Supreme Elder Wenren went to challenge Pei Ling, and he should have been defeated.
Otherwise, this war letter would not be sent...
The Supreme Elders of the Nine Sects basically have the middle stage of Hedao, or even the late stage of Hedao.
The cultivation level of the Supreme Elder Wenren is in the middle stage of Hedao!
Although he does not have a magic weapon to suppress the clan, his cultivation level is still defeated by Pei Ling... Pei Ling's strength will only be stronger than the cultivator in the middle stage of Hedao!
Yes, the other party has definitely become aligned with the Tao, and it should also be combined with the Tao of sentient beings and the Tao of heaven and earth at the same time!
This battle is extremely dangerous, but it cannot be defeated!
Thinking of this, the city lord immediately took out a special sound transmission note to activate it.
A moment later, a familiar voice sounded from the talisman: City Lord, I am defeated...
This voice was dull, tired, and a little bit of emotion, which was Wenren Lingshi.
The city lord did not have any surprises and immediately said: Supreme Elder Wenren, are you seriously injured?
Wenren Lingse said: Most of the injuries have recovered. After the healing is completed, he will immediately rush back to Yàn Xicheng.
The city lord nodded slightly and then said: The rules of our sect, the city lord will be replaced every five hundred years, and I have been in charge of Yàn Xicheng for more than three hundred years.In this battle, no matter the victory or defeat, the next city lord must be decided first.
The young city lord Xin Yaxiu is still young and his cultivation is too low, so it is difficult to take on the overall situation.
The other Supreme Elders who did not have a closure, were either as idly clouds and wild cranes, and did not like mundane affairs; or were obsessed with the Tao of Pills and other things, and had no time to look around; or were too straightforward and did not know how to adapt... they were not suitable to take over as the city lord.
Only the Supreme Elder Wenren, who once took charge of the Transition to the Eyuan, was able to control the scene and was upright and upright. Whether it was cultivation or character, it was the best choice.
After this battle, please ask the Supreme Elder Wenren to take charge of the Yiàn Xicheng.
After the cliff repair strength is sufficient, then assist.
After speaking, the city lord did not give Wen Ren Lingse a chance to reply, and directly ended the transmission of the voice.
The runes on the sound transmission note immediately began to disappear, emitting a faint light. It was obvious that Wenren Lingse's talisman was activated and he wanted to continue the call.
The city lord did not hesitate at all and immediately crushed the notes to transmit.
Immediately afterwards, he ordered: Come in!
Soon, a young man in armor and thriving in heroic posture strode into the practice room.
The sea of fire that originally filled the room suddenly disappeared when it appeared, revealing a simple and spacious stone room.
The young man bowed and said, Master!
The city lord looked at him, and with a thought, a black token suddenly appeared in his hand. The token was engraved with the words Yàn rhinoceros engraved on the front, with thunder patterns lingering on the back, and a giant axe with violent aura, like thunder falling from the sky.
He let go of his hand, and the token was immediately supported by a force and flew to the boy.
The boy didn't understand his intention and said: Master, this is...
The city lord stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: Three days later, hand over this city lord order to the Supreme Elder Wenren.
According to the rules of our sect, after I go, you should have taken over as the city lord.
But your cultivation level is too low, and now it is a troublesome time, and the Demon Sect is rampant.
You can't sit still now as the lord of the city.
From now on, practice hard.
If your cultivation level is high in the future, the Supreme Elder Wenren will pass the position of the city lord to you again.
The young man Xin Yaxiu listened silently and immediately saluted: Yes!The disciple obeyed the order.
The city lord nodded slightly, then stepped out, left the cultivation room, and appeared in a vast stone hall.
This stone hall seemed to be chiseled out by someone using great magic power in the axe of the mountain. Its style is rough and the furnishings are simple.
However, any creature entering this place will not have the intention to pay attention to the stone palace itself, but will be attracted by the dazzling array of weapons at the first time.
Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, spears, sticks, sticks, rods, spears, rakes... All kinds of weapons are suspended in the air, and the cold edges are refracted like scales, which are vast and energetic, as if a sea formed by a sharp blade, with a vast ocean of unrestrainedness and evil spirits soaring into the sky!
The city lord walked into the sea of soldiers calmly.
The breath of creatures aroused the instinct of weapons, and thousands of sharp blades moved like fish, pointing at the city lord.
Suddenly, endless sharpness hit the face, as if the next moment, he would be about to cut the city lord into meat.
The city lord was unmoved and strides forward.
If the sea of soldiers has raised waves, they should be pushed layer by layer with them as arrows, and the snow is bright and cold, surging like a mountain.
As the city lord deepened, there were fewer and fewer weapons around him, but the power and inspiration contained in it became stronger and stronger.
Before he knew it, he seemed to have reached the end of the sea of war, with nothing around him.
The city lord kept walking and continued to move forward. After walking for a long time, a weapon finally appeared in the void ahead.
It was a giant axe as tall as a mountain!
The mansion of the city lord.
Practice room.
The sea of fire was surging, extremely fierce, burning the entire room.
The city lord exposed his upper body, stood in the fire, slowly swinging his double hammers. Each move was simple and clear, but it was full of terrifying power, causing space shock.
Suddenly, he turned to look at the door of the training room and asked: What's the matter?
Outside the door, the middle-aged monk knelt on one knee, holding a letter with mysterious blood, and reported in a deep voice: The city lord, Pei Ling, the saint son of Chongming Sect, sent someone to send a letter of war.
When the city lord heard this, he stopped practicing, let go of his hammers, stretched out his hand, and Zhan Shu immediately appeared between his fingers.
After reading the contents of the war book with a calm expression, there was no surprise on his face. Pei Ling challenged the Emperor of the Liuvier Dynasty. After defeating the Emperor, he came directly to the territory of Yàn Xicheng, obviously he wanted to come over and continue challenging him!
He has been waiting for this war letter for several days!
The city lord asked: Who is the one who gave the letter of war?
The middle-aged monk said: He is a female cultivator from a natural sect. Judging from his martial arts, it should be Pei Ling’s furnace and cauldron.
A natural teaching?
The city lord was slightly surprised, and then he understood that challenging the emperor of the Ryukeng Dynasty and challenging him as the city lord of the Yàn Xicheng was all Pei Ling's personal plan, not the purpose of Chongming Sect.
Otherwise, the person who came to deliver the war letter should be from the Jiu Ali clan of Chongming Sect...
It seems that the news from the Liuli Dynasty is true at all. Pei Ling's purpose of this trip is to come for the great way, and no senior Chongming Sect followed him.
Thinking of this, the city lord thought for a while and said: The battle location is set in Wuwangze.
The place is desolate and remote, and will not hurt innocent people.
As for the time...it will be set in three days.
The middle-aged monk clasped his fists and replied: Yes!
Seeing that the city lord had no other instructions, he retreated.
In the cultivation room, the sea of fire was still burning, weakly tempering the city lord's Taoist body.
He looked at Zhan Shu in his hand and his face gradually became solemn.
The Supreme Elder Wenren went to challenge Pei Ling, and he should have been defeated.
Otherwise, this war letter would not be sent...
The Supreme Elders of the Nine Sects basically have the middle stage of Hedao, or even the late stage of Hedao.
The cultivation level of the Supreme Elder Wenren is in the middle stage of Hedao!
Although he does not have a magic weapon to suppress the clan, his cultivation level is still defeated by Pei Ling... Pei Ling's strength will only be stronger than the cultivator in the middle stage of Hedao!
Yes, the other party has definitely become aligned with the Tao, and it should also be combined with the Tao of sentient beings and the Tao of heaven and earth at the same time!
This battle is extremely dangerous, but it cannot be defeated!
Thinking of this, the city lord immediately took out a special sound transmission note to activate it.
A moment later, a familiar voice sounded from the talisman: City Lord, I am defeated...
This voice was dull, tired, and a little bit of emotion, which was Wenren Lingshi.
The city lord did not have any surprises and immediately said: Supreme Elder Wenren, are you seriously injured?
Wenren Lingse said: Most of the injuries have recovered. After the healing is completed, he will immediately rush back to Yàn Xicheng.
The city lord nodded slightly and then said: The rules of our sect, the city lord will be replaced every five hundred years, and I have been in charge of Yàn Xicheng for more than three hundred years.In this battle, no matter the victory or defeat, the next city lord must be decided first.
The young city lord Xin Yaxiu is still young and his cultivation is too low, so it is difficult to take on the overall situation.
The other Supreme Elders who did not have a closure, were either as idly clouds and wild cranes, and did not like mundane affairs; or were obsessed with the Tao of Pills and other things, and had no time to look around; or were too straightforward and did not know how to adapt... they were not suitable to take over as the city lord.
Only the Supreme Elder Wenren, who once took charge of the Transition to the Eyuan, was able to control the scene and was upright and upright. Whether it was cultivation or character, it was the best choice.
After this battle, please ask the Supreme Elder Wenren to take charge of the Yiàn Xicheng.
After the cliff repair strength is sufficient, then assist.
After speaking, the city lord did not give Wen Ren Lingse a chance to reply, and directly ended the transmission of the voice.
The runes on the sound transmission note immediately began to disappear, emitting a faint light. It was obvious that Wenren Lingse's talisman was activated and he wanted to continue the call.
The city lord did not hesitate at all and immediately crushed the notes to transmit.
Immediately afterwards, he ordered: Come in!
Soon, a young man in armor and thriving in heroic posture strode into the practice room.
The sea of fire that originally filled the room suddenly disappeared when it appeared, revealing a simple and spacious stone room.
The young man bowed and said, Master!
The city lord looked at him, and with a thought, a black token suddenly appeared in his hand. The token was engraved with the words Yàn rhinoceros engraved on the front, with thunder patterns lingering on the back, and a giant axe with violent aura, like thunder falling from the sky.
He let go of his hand, and the token was immediately supported by a force and flew to the boy.
The boy didn't understand his intention and said: Master, this is...
The city lord stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: Three days later, hand over this city lord order to the Supreme Elder Wenren.
According to the rules of our sect, after I go, you should have taken over as the city lord.
But your cultivation level is too low, and now it is a troublesome time, and the Demon Sect is rampant.
You can't sit still now as the lord of the city.
From now on, practice hard.
If your cultivation level is high in the future, the Supreme Elder Wenren will pass the position of the city lord to you again.
The young man Xin Yaxiu listened silently and immediately saluted: Yes!The disciple obeyed the order.
The city lord nodded slightly, then stepped out, left the cultivation room, and appeared in a vast stone hall.
This stone hall seemed to be chiseled out by someone using great magic power in the axe of the mountain. Its style is rough and the furnishings are simple.
However, any creature entering this place will not have the intention to pay attention to the stone palace itself, but will be attracted by the dazzling array of weapons at the first time.
Swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, spears, sticks, sticks, rods, spears, rakes... All kinds of weapons are suspended in the air, and the cold edges are refracted like scales, which are vast and energetic, as if a sea formed by a sharp blade, with a vast ocean of unrestrainedness and evil spirits soaring into the sky!
The city lord walked into the sea of soldiers calmly.
The breath of creatures aroused the instinct of weapons, and thousands of sharp blades moved like fish, pointing at the city lord.
Suddenly, endless sharpness hit the face, as if the next moment, he would be about to cut the city lord into meat.
The city lord was unmoved and strides forward.
If the sea of soldiers has raised waves, they should be pushed layer by layer with them as arrows, and the snow is bright and cold, surging like a mountain.
As the city lord deepened, there were fewer and fewer weapons around him, but the power and inspiration contained in it became stronger and stronger.
Before he knew it, he seemed to have reached the end of the sea of war, with nothing around him.
The city lord kept walking and continued to move forward. After walking for a long time, a weapon finally appeared in the void ahead.
It was a giant axe as tall as a mountain!
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