Outside Qingyao Mountain.

The mountains are undulating and the peaks are competing beautifully.

The torrential stream flows vertically and horizontally, the water vapor surges, and the clouds are vast.

At this moment, the bright sky was blocked by thick clouds of calamity.

In the midst of confusion, in the mid-air, a figure with a crown on his head stood with his hands behind his back, majestic and majestic; not far away, there were numerous branches of flowers, covering up a stunning silhouette, with his sleeves rolled up and his eyes gazing, with waves in his eyes like spring water.

The Supreme Emperor of the Liulu Dynasty and Patriarch Su Zhentian looked at the roaring thunder in the distance, their expressions extremely solemn.

This is the sixth tribulation!

If it were the body of the Demon Emperor, it would at best lead to a catastrophe!

But other demon kings, now that the alien race has declined and rely solely on the demon emperor to support their strength, have no such background at all!

At present, the Demon Emperor has not only sealed off the entire Qingyao Mountain, but has also taken action against the tribulation seekers several times...

The one who overcame the tribulation was a monk from the Nine Sects!

No!

The five sects of the Righteous Path have always communicated with each other, but they have never received news that a fellow sect has recently entered Qingyao to transcend the tribulation. What is inside should be the tribulation period of the four major demon sects!

Thinking of this, the two quickly looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Patriarch Su Zhentian said in a deep voice: "Maybe it really is Pei Ling!"

The Supreme Emperor of the Liulu Dynasty nodded slowly. Although it sounds incredible, at the moment, this is the only possibility!

Among the nine major sects, more than sixty-four calamities, and there is no Mahayana yet, except for the Medicine Fairy, there is only Pei Ling!

The only thing that makes it difficult for the two of them to understand is that these tribulations...are too frequent!

At this time, the Supreme Emperor of the Liuhu Dynasty suddenly closed his eyes, and the aura around his body fluctuated slightly.

After a moment, he frowned and his eyes immediately opened.

Immediately, the Supreme Emperor said: "I have just used the bloodline secret technique to contact the two Zhongkui boys who were trapped in Qingyao Mountain."

"Pei Ling is indeed also in Qingyao Mountain."

"Moreover, he is being hunted by the Demon Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Su Zhentian immediately said: "Then it must be Pei Ling!"

"It's only been less than two months, and Pei Ling has already passed through the sixth tribulation."

"If this continues, as long as he doesn't perish in the Taoist calamity, he will soon be able to achieve Mahayana!"

The Supreme Emperor nodded. Pei Ling was overcoming the tribulation too quickly. This was a situation they had not expected at all.

As for why the other party's Dao tribulations are so frequent... it doesn't matter to them now!

If they want to participate in this Fusheng chess game, they must prepare immediately!

With his thoughts turning, the Supreme Emperor quickly said: "We will pass the news to other colleagues now."

"However, I have just inquired about the information from the descendants of the bloodline. To repay this cause and effect, we must take action this time to rescue the two descendants safely from Qingyao Mountain before we can survive the final Taoist tribulation."

Patriarch Su Zhentian reminded: "Pei Ling's speed is too fast, it may be too late."

"I, Su Zhentian, also have disciples in Qingyao Mountain."

"In this way, one of you and I will go back first to survive the last Tao tribulation."

"Wait until after the Mahayana, then come here to guard and wait for the opportunity to rescue the younger generation."

"And those who stay behind will go to survive the disaster."

"It would be best if the person has already been rescued when the former leaves."

The Supreme Emperor nodded: "Okay!"

"In this case, fellow Taoist go to overcome the tribulation first, and I will stay here."

Patriarch Su Zhen Tian did not argue, but nodded slightly, and then the surrounding flower branches swayed slightly, and among the random branches, the beautiful shadow disappeared in an instant.

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Wu Shi Villa.

Heaven and earth in a pot.

In the cold moonlight, snow and wind blow, and there are many ice peaks.

Step, step, step...

Subtle footsteps passed through the white snow. "Chuiyu" was dressed in white as snow and had a plain expression.

On both sides of the path he passed behind, on a majestic and huge throne, a pair of eyes gradually opened.

Immediately, a number of auras at the peak of transcending tribulation rose into the sky!

"Immortal Emperor 'Cuiyu'." The awakened Patriarchs immediately looked at "Cuiyu" who was also sitting on the Ice Peak Throne, and asked one after another, "Why did you wake up all of a sudden?"

"But what's going on in the upper world?"

"We have been in the lower realm for too long, and we don't know what the situation in the upper realm is now..."

"Fellow Immortal Emperors, please be patient. Wealthy couples, Dharma and Earth are all things outside the body. All we seek is the Great Dao. In this lower realm, as long as we can understand our minds and see our nature, break through the illusion, and return to the upper realm, our true body will be

My cultivation will definitely improve! By then, even if something unexpected happens, it can only be dealt with easily."

"That's right! Dao Xinfang is our foundation. Several of our colleagues have been in the lower world for too long, and they seem to be corroded by the mortal world in the illusion. Why don't you quickly stabilize your mind?"

"Don't argue! Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu' has always been steady. Since he woke us up, there must be a reason."

"Everyone be silent!"

At this time, "Chuiyu" raised his eyes and looked around. The whole snowy sky was suddenly quiet, and there was no more noise from the Immortal Emperor.

"Cuiyu" said calmly: "The Fusheng chess game is about to start again."

"The introduction this time is Pei Ling, the contemporary holy son of the Chongming Sect."

"Although he comes from the Chongming Sect, he is also an Immortal Emperor."

"Whether we can achieve what we want this time in the lower realm depends on this chess game."

Upon hearing that the Fusheng chess game was about to begin, many immortal emperors immediately became energetic!

One of the Immortal Emperors immediately said: "Since the introduction this time is our Immortal Emperor."

"The Fu Sheng chess game must not be a problem."

"We will set off immediately to the void outside the territory to survive the last Dao tribulation!"

"Cuiyu" nodded, and then said: "Emperor Pei Immortal of the Chongming Sect is currently playing with the illusory seedlings in Qingyao Mountain."

"If you are interested in the Mahayana, you can go and watch the show."

"This illusion has not changed for a long time and is extremely boring. Emperor Pei Immortal is unique, but it is a rare and interesting thing in the illusion."

The other Immortal Emperors all nodded: "The Illusion Seedling is not new, but Immortal Emperor Pei, it is worth a visit for us."

"Yes, yes, that little seedling has wasted its time in this illusion. If the Immortal Emperor personally takes action, it will be wiped out by ashes, but it will also be a blessing..."

"I will go to the void outside the territory. After passing through the tribulation, I will go to Qing to ask for a party!"

"Me too."

"All immortal emperors, let's go together."

"good……"

As he spoke, the auras of those at the peak of the Tribulation disappeared one after another on the majestic thrones.

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Xiwu Academy.

The house where the mountain leader sleeps.

The empty inner room was as dark as the tide, and it was slowly infiltrating and invading.

A lamp is like a bean, illuminating a square inch of land.

The chessboard was silent, with only a few stones on it. The chess player, whose whole body was covered in a black robe, raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the edge of the chessboard.

Not far away from this man, in the shadow that the light could not completely illuminate, Pei Ling stood motionless, without even blinking, like a lifeless statue.

Crash...the sound of rain is getting louder and louder, there are bursts of light thunder, and the wind is howling.

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Chapter completed!