"Idiot! Why don't you, the Holy Son, come with me to escape for your life?"
Yan Ziye was so angry that he cursed, but there was joy and helplessness in his eyes.
No matter how he didn't want to reunite with his junior brother, the difficulty was too great.
"What's wrong with this, Zhou Linfeng, if you want to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side, I can give you a chance."
Su Li suddenly opened her eyes and said.
Yan Ziye suddenly felt embarrassed, "Are you too hasty? I have learned from past experiences that it may not be easy for Xiaofeng to leave the sect."
"It doesn't matter, I will go to the Void Sword Sect to earn some interest."
Su Li stared at Yan Ziye with a rare expression of seriousness, "Yan Ziye, don't underestimate yourself. You should understand where you are now. In the future, your status will only be higher than that of the leader of the Void Sword Sect, not lower. It’s time to change your mindset.”
Yan Ziye lowered his head in shame, "That's what you taught me, sir."
"gentlemen?"
Seeing that Su Li dared to teach his senior brother a lesson, Zhou Linfeng was not angry at all, but when he heard the word "sir", he was confused and the relevant memories quickly came to life, and his eyes widened slightly.
"Are you... Saint Su?"
The reaction of the three Peak Holy Sect members was much greater.
Almost the moment they heard these two words, the three of them stared at Su Li's face, wanting to see her reaction.
Su Li looked at Zhou Linfeng with a flat smile, "Does it matter whether it is yes or no? Your senior brother is following me and wants to overthrow the Ming Palace. So will you choose to stay in the Holy Sect, or will you deviate from the original and join my Rebel Sect? "
Zhou Linfeng's eyes darkened, "Can you make the decision?"
As soon as these words came out, Yan Ziye was shocked, "Why are you talking to your husband? Your husband is the leader of the rebel sect. If she doesn't make the decision, is it possible that I will make the decision? If you are disrespectful to your husband in the future, I will not forgive you."
Zhou Linfeng nodded aggrievedly and looked at Su Li without speaking, but the determination in his eyes said everything.
"The Void Sword Sect really lost both his wife and his troops."
Ban Gan spoke sarcastically without any pain, "Two holy sons were kidnapped at once. I don't know if their ancestors will regret their decision to participate in the Life Palace Project after they find out."
"In this case, you are ranked seventh on the list of geniuses, so you can have an explanation when you go back. I will go to the Void Sword Sect, and I will tell you what to do then. Don't make any changes before I go, do you understand? ?”
Su Li secretly transmitted the message, and Zhou Linfeng's eyes suddenly brightened and he nodded slightly.
After that, Zhou Linfeng sat down next to Yan Ziye, and the two of them transmitted messages to each other, talking about all the things that had happened in the sect over the years. After waiting for the next person to reach the top of the mountain, he finally couldn't help himself and carefully transmitted messages. road:
"Senior brother, why is it that the ranking of this genius battle is decided by your husband?"
There was a smile in Yan Ziye's eyes, "You, a boy like me, can only understand what the master's methods are. Even though these saints and saints from the Peak Holy Sect have already arrived, they were actually captured by the master."
"Is this okay?!"
Zhou Linfeng was shocked. Suddenly he remembered something and looked around, but he didn't see the evil emperor.
This gentleman must be the one without a doubt. No one understands the temperament of senior brother better than him. Otherwise, if it were someone else, senior brother would not be able to be so submissive. What's strange to him is, wasn't this man's soul gone to pieces back then
How come you're alive again? And the bone age is less than a hundred years old
What kind of sect is the reverse sect
There seemed to be too many stories that he didn't understand.
Zhou Linfeng seemed dull, but in fact he was intelligent. He rationally kept silent about what he was thinking, and did not even tell his senior brother.
Don't give
It is his rule of life that his senior brother cause trouble.
Time passed as everyone waited. In the blink of an eye, there was only one hour left before the end of the third day. More and more people climbed to the top.
Buzz!
Two mountain roads appeared, and Zhao Qianyuan and Ling Xian arrived almost at the same time.
The moment they appeared, Yan Ziye and Ling Qinglan suddenly opened their eyes.
Yan Ziye had murderous intent in his eyes, staring at the two of them without turning his head, "How about you, Zhao Qianyuan, and me, Ling Xian?"
"I can do either."
Before Ling Qinglan could finish her words, her figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
Yan Ziye became excited and was about to run away when a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him. He was stunned and asked, "Sir?"
"I'll do it myself."
Su Li spoke calmly and disappeared in a flash of steps.
boom!
Ling Qinglan made a secret with both hands. Now that he didn't have to hide his identity, he finally used the magic weapon Yin Yang Fan that he had found again!
"go!"
As Ling Qinglan vomited softly, the blue treasure fan shot out countless needles as it rotated. Before he could reach his body, Zhao Qianyuan felt a stinging pain on his face.
"My defensive magic weapon doesn't work, is that a holy treasure?!"
Zhao Qianyuan's expression changed slightly, and without saying a word, he sacrificed a skeleton exuding cold air and threw it into the air. As the skeleton rotated, it seemed to come alive, opening and closing its mouth.
Zhao Qianyuan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his skull red.
The skeleton immediately emitted a cold light, blocking all the needle rays, opened its bloody mouth, and roared and bit Ling Qinglan!
Ling Qinglan lowered her eyes and recited a spell in her mouth. The Yin Yang Treasure Fan opened its surface, revealing the landscape scene inside, and a suction force was generated out of thin air.
"not good!"
Zhao Qianyuan's expression changed greatly, but he had no time to retrieve the skeleton, and watched helplessly as the skeleton was swallowed up by the fan.
"This magic weapon...has such strange changes after leaving the Samsara Mirror?!"
Zhao Qianyuan's face changed, and he felt regretful in his heart. If he had not backed down before the battle, he would have gone to the Mirror of Samsara to get a share of the pie... There was no way he would have been at a disadvantage!
"After returning to the sect, I must ask that bitch if he also hid the holy treasure!"
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Zhao Qianyuan suddenly shuddered, and a death crisis suddenly enveloped him.
"How dare you get distracted at this time?"
Ling Qinglan's voice came almost close to his ears.
It was clear just now that he was still several feet away from me!
What speed is this? !
Zhao Qianyuan's scalp was numb, and he used his body-protecting spirit shield in a panic. Ling Qinglan's punch was faster than the spirit shield condensing, and it hit Zhao Qianyuan's chest!
One punch!
Ten percent strength!
boom!
Zhao Qianyuan's eyes turned black, he opened his mouth and spurted blood. The moment he was hit, his chest was directly sunk in, and his internal organs were stirred under the violent vibration!
This wasn't the end yet, Ling Qinglan punched him directly on the head again.
boom!
Zhao Qianyuan's head shattered like a watermelon, exploding into a ball of red and white, including his soul, everything was shattered to pieces!
Killer!
It sounds like a long time, but in fact it only lasted a few breaths, and Zhao Qianyuan died on the spot.
"His strength is above mine."
Yin Xuetong was complicated in her heart, a little envious, but what she envied was not Ling Qinglan's strength, but that he... was fighting for himself, instead of living like a puppet like himself.
At the same time, Su Li had arrived less than a foot in front of Ling Xian and stood still.
Ling Xian, however, didn't pay much attention to Su Li's arrival. She glanced across the mountain top and found no trace of Ling Li. Her beautiful face immediately turned gloomy. She clenched her silver teeth and looked back at the man standing in front of her, who was looking calmly. Su Li looked at her with a cold smile.
"Su Jiuzhou? You dare to stop me? You climbed to the top of the mountain before me. Who do you really think you are?"
Su Li's eyes showed no fluctuation, and she spoke softly: "Should you go down by yourself, or should I help you."
Ling Xian's eyes showed contempt, "Just you?"
Su Li nodded lightly, "It's up to me."
"court death!"
Ling Xian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she waved thousands of purple threads with her bare hands, which contained endless murderous intent, and cut them out towards Su Li's face.
"Condensation."
Su Li was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. As she spat out the word, an invisible ripple spread out from her body in an instant, and the ghost in the depths of her eyes suddenly opened her eyes.
The purple silk thread swung by Ling Xian did not reach half an inch around Su Li's body before it was shaken away by an invisible force and drifted down.
Ling Xian's face turned pale, and the force of the counter-shock came without any warning. It immediately caused severe pain in her wrist, and the lavender pocket whisk magic weapon fell to the ground.
Then, buzz
The space around her suddenly seemed to be alive, squeezing in around her.
Ling Xian's color changed in shock, and she didn't care to take back the magic weapon. She retreated violently, screaming in her heart.
"I... am actually no match for this woman? Far from being a match!"
"impossible!!"
"I am the protagonist of this era. Except for Ling Li who is controlled by Master, no one is my opponent!"
Ling Xian stared at the expressionless Su Li, her beautiful face becoming a little ferocious.
"Do you want to escape?"
Su Li took a step forward and appeared in front of Ling Li teleporting, less than a foot away.
The space kept squeezing, and Ling Xian reluctantly opened the protective magic weapon, but it could only hold on for less than a breath before it was all broken. The narrow space made it increasingly difficult for her to move, but the arrogance in her eyes still did not fade away.
"Which immortal being are you resurrected from the corpse? Don't you know my master's name? If you dare to touch me and affect the master's layout for tens of thousands of years, you don't need me to remind you of the consequences, right?"
"Your master?"
Su Li's five fingers slowly clenched into a fist, and the space was almost compressed into a thin piece of paper. Ling Xian spat out a large mouthful of blood in pain, and the bones in her chest were shattered and sunken.
"Who is it? I am very ignorant. Can our Ling Tianjiao give me the answer?"
The force of compression was everywhere, acting on every part of Ling Xian's body. Every moment, Ling Xian could hear the overwhelming sound coming from her bones.
Her face was twisted into a ball in pain, but she still said stubbornly, "You... are dead! My master..."
Su Li's eyes turned cold and she clenched her hands suddenly.
"Ahhh!!"
The sudden acceleration of the pain penetrated deep into her soul, and Ling Xian couldn't stop screaming, but Su Li didn't let her go, still holding her palm tightly.
It wasn't until fear finally appeared in Ling Xian's eyes that she slowly let go of her hand, showed an unchanging smile, and said softly: "You have one more chance."
The feeling of near-death finally made Ling Xian wake up completely.
This woman is a madman!
She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "Senior, this is my presumption, my master is... the ancestor of life! The master of the palace of life, you should have heard of his name. If you can let me go, I will not mention it to my master. Today’s matter.”
"Mingzu?"
A look of fear and hesitation appeared on Su Li's face, "Is that... the one who planned the Mirror of Reincarnation and the Girl of Destiny?"