In the blue sky (actually a subspace formed by the Shushan Golden Top Formation, specially used for monks to fight).

The little Tianzun activated the thunder in his palm to the extreme. The surging power of thunder and lightning exceeded his palm, wrapping him up. The lightning flashed and the dangerous aura spread throughout the world, making him like a thunder god who came to the earth.

The other side of the sky.

Zhao Ling was still as plain as water, and he didn't even mean to take action.

"Miss Ling'er, if you don't prepare, you will have no chance."

Little Tianzun reminded.

Many of the monks watching the battle below have come into contact with Xiao Tianzun. They know the temperament of Xiao Tianzun very well - they have never used words to women.

I was so polite this time. Could it be that I fell in love with this girl named Zhao Linger? For a moment, their eyes fell on Li Xiaoyao. Xiaotianzun fell in love with the woman who was the leader of the next generation of Shushan, and now there is a good show.

In the sky, Zhao Ling'er still did not move, as if she was waiting for Xiaotianzun to kill him.

"Miss Ling'er, a simple battle has no meaning. How about getting a lottery?"

The little Tianzun said again.

"What's the lottery?"

Zhao Ling'er's red lips slightly opened.

Xiao Tianzun said without hesitation, "If I lose, I will present the secret technique of thunder in my palm with both hands. If I win, the requirements are not high. How about Miss Ling'er going to Penglai for three days?"

The monks watching the battle made a buzzing sound. Despite their mental preparation, they were still shocked by Xiao Tianzun's direct response.

The eyes flashed over Zhao Ling'er's face, and they all showed a natural expression.

The same is true for Zhao Linger, the only existence in the world, if they were Little Heavenly Lord.

"I don't want thunder in my palm"

Zhao Linger shook her head and refused.

"I don't even look down on the thunder in my palm. Does she have any shocking killer weapon?"

A guess arose in Xiaotianzun's heart.

Then, he drove the idea out of his mind.

No matter how powerful the killer is, it is impossible to block the terrifying power of thunder and lightning contained in the thunder in the palm of your hand.

"I won't be a guest in Penglai"

Zhao Linger's voice sounded again.

Seeing this, Xiao Tianzun didn't say anything nonsense and slapped the thunder in his palm.

A terrifying ball of lightning quickly passed through the distance of more than 100,000 meters between the two, submerging Zhao Ling'er.

The monks watching the battle were collectively confused, and that was all over.

This Zhao Ling'er is too careless.

Soon, some people came to their senses and turned their eyes to Li Xiaoyao's somewhat nervous face, and quickly turned to Cao Yi's face.

Calm and calm, two words appear in their minds.

It's not that simple, a sentence appears in their minds.

In the sky, the little Tianzun looked at Zhao Ling'er covered in lightning without blinking.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure walked out of the lightning, not only without any harm, but also filled with the breath of lightning.

"How did you do it?"

Xiao Tianzun couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

The monks watching the battle below were also in an uproar. Zhao Ling'er was not only unscathed, but also benefited.

They quickly looked at Li Xiaoyao, Cao Yi, one breathed a sigh of relief, the other was still dull. Obviously, Cao Yi had known this result for a long time and was worthy of being a master.

"It's my turn"

Zhao Ling'er's feet seemed to shrink into an inch, and she rushed over to the sky of Xiaotianzun over a distance of more than 100,000 meters, returning the power of the thunder in her palm to Le Xiaotianzun.

In an instant, the little Tianzun was flooded by the violent thunder and lightning, and fell to the golden top of Shushan with a burst of roars.

The Shushan Golden Pin protective formation was activated, and Cao Yi, many leaders and leaders took action, so the golden peak was not destroyed.

A divine light fell to the ground, and Zhao Ling'er's figure appeared.

No ordinary monk present dared to look at Zhao Ling'er with his previous look. How could they covet someone who could not even be able to do anything to the thunder in his palm?

In a big pit not far away, the voice of Xiaotianzun came from "I have read a book of "Artificial Knowledge" in Penglai Martial Arts. It mentioned above that the descendants of Nuwa, who know the Five Spirits Immortal Art, ignore the power of lightning!"

"I am the descendant of Nuwa"

Zhao Linger admitted it openly.

Nuwa descendants!

The audience was in an uproar.

The mature and persistent leader and the heads of the sect also showed surprise.

The descendants of Nuwa are the most special existences in the world. Each generation is born to protect the world and dies to protect the world.

Although offending the God Realm and the Emperor of Heaven has become an inaccessible taboo, it does not hinder their status in their hearts.

"Master, fortunately, I'm not disgraced!"

Zhao Ling'er bowed to Cao Yi.

Cao Yi smiled and nodded, saying, "I'm doing well, go back."

Zhao Ling'er moved her lotus steps lightly and returned to Li Xiaoyao's side.

Li Xiaoyao seemed to be frozen, indifferent.

"Brother Xiaoyao"

Zhao Ling'er nudged Li Xiaoyao.

"ah"

Li Xiaoyao woke up as if he was dreaming. When he saw Zhao Ling'er, he squeezed out a smile on his face.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Ling'er asked.

"No, it's okay"

Li Xiaoyao shook his head.

In my heart, Ling'er, I was scared by you.

Although Zhao Ling'er knew that Li Xiaoyao didn't tell the truth, she didn't ask any more questions, as she was calm.

After the case, Cao Yi said, "From now on, move freely."

The venue, which was originally tense like a bowstring, was replaced by a relaxed atmosphere.

There are countless monks who talk about Dharma and sutras, trade items, and even leave the golden top and enter the sub-space to compete.

Cao Yi released his spiritual sense many times and contacted the Sword Saint without any response.

Half a day passed like this.

Suddenly, a divine rainbow drifted across the sky. Arrived at the golden top of Shushan and turned into a thousand paper cranes.

The voice of the Sword Saint came from it, "Bring people to lock the demon tower to strengthen the seal"

Then, the paper cranes burned and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Cao Yi stood up and said aloud, "Follow me to the Demon Locking Tower to strengthen the seal."

After saying that, Cao Yi was the first to fly out.

Zhao Ling'er and Li Xiaoyao flew out.

Hundreds of monks and leaders of various sects stood up one after another and flew out.

In the blink of an eye, only martial arts masters such as Lin Yueru stayed on the golden top.

"When will I be able to fly to the sky like them and strengthen the seal of the Demon Locking Tower together!"

Lin Yueru looked at the monks leaving and said to herself with envy.

...

After a while, hundreds of people rode bamboo rafts and flowed down the river, and Cao Yi was in the front.

It took one tenth of the time that Cao Yi and the leaders of various sects left the Central Immortal Island first.

Head straight to a floating island hundreds of miles away.

Nothing happened on the way.

Before I could fly far from the island, I saw a magic sword with the word "Demon-Suppressing" engraved on the top, and a giant tower locked by ninety-nine chains stood on the ground.

The hair and beard were gray, like an old man in his seventies or eighties, but his face was like a swordsman of a middle-aged man in his thirty-four, standing under the tower with his hands on his back.
Chapter completed!