Top of Chufeng Mountain.

The willow eyebrows are narrow and long, and the appearance is slightly feminine. A figure wearing a colorful robe suddenly appears.

Tokaido Ziji Dao Ling!

As soon as this person appeared, clouds and mist rose on the top of the mountain, turning into a pavilion, a table and a chair.

He sat alone in it and began to close his eyes and rest.

It seems that he is waiting for the opponent to arrive.

As the sun gradually rose, a thin stream of mist continued to extend outward from the pavilion, spreading around the mountains, making this area look like a fairyland.

"What a nice view!"

"A good illusion is almost the ultimate way to cultivate the truth through falsehood. It is almost the real situation where the false is true and the true is false, and when the true is false, it is true and the false is true and the false is true."

Somewhere at the foot of the mountain, a Taoist priest couldn't help but exclaim: "I am a Water Moon Mirror Flower Sect and are good at illusion art. Today, when I saw everyone in the East China Sea, I realized that it was a small witch who saw a great witch."

He has a clear appearance, but his cultivation is high enough. He has reached the Yuandan realm and is the leader of the Shuiyue Mirror Flower Sect.

At this time, he brought a few true disciples from the magical power realm to watch the battle between the two great souls.

The old sect leader turned around and told several disciples: "The master of the soul fights with magic power, and can hurt people's souls. You don't have to force yourself. You can see as much as you can. If you feel that you are not strong enough and you have signs of getting into a demon, don't show off. Of course, you have brought our treasures and the talisman of the Water Moon Mirror. There should be nothing big... Tsk tsk, you are really lucky. If the Dharma-Body Heroes fight, even the sect leader will not dare to see..."

The Dharma body is perfect and the immortal body is completely controlled. Once it is used, it can be said that it is within a radius of ten miles, and both people and animals will be destroyed.

The Yuan Dan and the Yuan Shen are not that terrifying. In other words, as long as some pollution is not deliberately exposed, those with cultivation can still persist, but they will be more likely to get possessed.

With the cultivation of the old sect leader Yuan Dan, there is no problem for me to watch the battle, and I can still protect a group of disciples.

As for other high-ranking officials and nobles, they naturally either have monks and protectors or magic weapons to defend themselves.

If you really encounter someone who is ignorant of life and death, has low cultivation, no protection, and has to come to seek death, then you can only let them go.

The leader of the Shuiyue Mirror Flower Sect took the opportunity to teach his disciples: "Look... This fellow Taoist Ji came to Chufeng Mountain early and created such a scene with illusions, not just to show humility and caution..."

The book friends used the small book pavilion before.

According to ordinary people, Zhong Shenxiu is a true king and is treated comparable to a Dharma body. It is normal for Ji Daoling to come early. If he comes late, he will not know the etiquette.

But the old sect leader pointed at the fog: "Look at it, let's see... the spreading fog is obviously the secret magic of the ever-changing cloud fog in Fangcunling Mountain. It can make the monks slightly control a surrounding area and bless a trace of virtual position... Although in terms of scope and strength, it is said that it is more than just the Huangtian magic method of Xuanmen, which is the authentic Xuanmen sect, but it can also be regarded as taking advantage of the territory... Although this fellow Taoist Ji, although he came one step earlier and was at a disadvantage in his momentum, he had all the initiative in this regard... If he had arranged for another one or two hours, he might be weakened by any soul before the battle."

This Yuandan monk was obviously knowledgeable and had a wonderful explanation. Not only did the disciples feel intoxicated, but at some point, they gathered a circle of cultivators and pricked their ears one by one.

"Continue talking..."

"You are a good person."

"I am a visitor to the Sixth Prince. I have seen the old gentleman. My master is eager to ask for talent..."

...

Seeing this, the old sect leader closed his eyes and acted in a profound and unfathomable manner, and would not say anything more.

Time passes by minute by minute.

Then there is one hour, two hours...

The sun rose to the middle, but the fog shrouded on the top of the mountain was not thin at all, but became thicker, as if it could continue to spread and expand forever.

"Why haven't Donghua Zhenjun come yet?"

A female disciple of the old sect leader said suspiciously: "At present, even we feel the pressure. If we are on the top of the mountain, even the soul cultivator will weaken 30% out of thin air, right? Could it be that the True Lord Donghua has to take the initiative to admit defeat?"

“Not…”

The old sect leader also felt very confused.

He has never seen such a scene where he gets points first at the beginning.

Fortunately, at this time, a team of dragon and horse carriages came slowly, which was the fourth prince's convoy.

"True Lord Donghua, I'll wait."

The fourth prince slowly walked down from the carriage and bowed again to the carriage.

“It’s really… boring…”

Zhong Shenxiu, who was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, frowned.

To be honest, he didn't want to agree to such an invitation to fight.

After all, with his strength, bullying the soul again would be a bit too much of a bully of the small.

After all, he was named True Lord and was treated comparable to that of the Dharma Body.

However, if someone invites you warmly, there is no way to avoid giving face if you don’t agree.

With a sigh, Zhong Shenxiu rose up long, and with a wave of her sleeves, golden auspicious clouds rose from his feet and supported him to fly to the top of Chufeng Mountain.

The thick white mist, shrouded by the golden light of the auspicious clouds, rolled in an uncertain way, and a path appeared.

In the stone pavilion, Ji Daoling looked up and smiled: "Why did the True Lord come here too late!"

"It's today, and it's not considered a breach of contract..."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled.

...

There is a void around it, above a cloud platform.

The ninth prince looked at the top of Chu Feng Mountain and felt a little restless. He looked at the second prince beside him: "Second brother... can Taoist Ji really take down the True Lord Donghua?"

"Ji Daoling is the best in the contemporary soul. His magical powers are unfathomable, so don't worry... What's more, what if he loses? The True Lord Donghua is in the limelight recently. If he is in his status, he can compare with the True Lord of the Heads of various sects... If he fights a soul with a thousand moves and wins by chance, what can he do? He is still disappointed..."

"What's more, we are definitely not without the possibility of winning."

The second prince's lips were slightly curled under his beard, with a hint of smile.

"It's indeed my second brother, it's really tall... I arrived early today, and it seemed to show weakness, but in fact it was also erecting the True Lord Donghua..."

The ninth prince's eyes lit up: "If this matter can be accomplished, it may be possible that the court will deprive the official of the true lord of that guy..."

"This may not be big. The court will not slap itself in the face. Besides, the two ancestors are very optimistic about this person... However, you can give Ji Daoling a title of True Lord... In this way, it will be considered a confrontation."

The second prince Zhizhu is in the hands of the hand.

"Fourth brother..."

In the cloud car, the county lord Qingyuan looked at the fourth prince and asked worriedly: "Is the True Lord in today's battle? "

"Sister, don't worry, the power of the True Lord is not something you can imagine..."
Chapter completed!