In Cheng Letian's black and white eyes, there is a scene of a battle between immortals and gods, which can be astonishing. .

The two figures crisscross the sea of ​​clouds, shuttled freely. One was carrying an ancient sword, and the other was wearing a pair of metal sword wings. The two sides were constantly breaking and reuniting fiercely.

There was a snow-white sword energy cutting off the clouds, a dense sword light passing through the sky, and a flying knife suddenly arrived, and the golden light exploded with a loud noise. What attracted the most attention was the collision of the two figures as they passed through the air. In an instant, the sword energy spread across the sky, and the invisible air waves blew away the clouds and mists, and the sword fragments shot sharply.

The intensity is far more intense than any secular war, and the gorgeousness is even more than that of any storyteller.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

"Boom!"

"Cheng!!! Swish!..."

Various voices continued to come to this place, and during this period, they were accompanied by loud shouts and excited shouts, some came from the two people, and some came from the others.

"Haha! Have fun!"

"Come on, Brother Danchenzi!"

"Xuexin, you're going to lose the bet."

Yes, there were still many people flying in the air around the two of them that fought, as if they were watching the battle, and there were the two of them just now.

"Is this a god?"

Cheng Letian murmured to himself, suddenly opening his eyes widened. When the two of them got closer and closer, she suddenly saw the figures of the two: "It turned out to be the two of them!"

Anyang had already seen this figure, and he was a little surprised. Although Cheng Letian also went to Shushan in the plot, the time was definitely not as good as now. It was probably his intervention that Cheng Letian did not go to Shushan to become a disciple immediately, but because of some things, it was delayed.

But at this time he had no time to pay attention to these things, but instead focused on fighting Dan Chenzi, and reminded him.

"Did you feel it? Every sword light has life."

"But it is not controlled by the soul!"

"... Although the soul is smart, it is ultimately powerful. Only the sword runes I mentioned a few days ago can continue to accumulate and have infinite control."

"Did you feel the way the power explodes?"

He seemed distracted to speak, but he was not at all inferior.

Dan Chenzi conservatively estimated that he had been practicing Taoism for more than 300 years. Even if the Taoism in the world of "The Legend of Shushan" cannot directly match the world of Shenzhou, he is really not weak.

Besides, both of them are trying to maintain a balance, so no matter who is stronger or weaker, and how big the gap is, there is no winner in this competition that is just for advice and improvement.

If he really wants to say, even if Anyang tried to suppress his strength, due to his master-level cold weapon proficiency and fighting proficiency, as well as his keen reaction and insight, he would seem much easier in the battle between the two, especially when he added a few auxiliary spells and tricks to himself, it was basically like he turned on a perspective hang when fighting S.

Every move of Dan Chenzi turned into slow motion, including the trajectory of flying knives and golden light. He could predict it in advance with a little calculation, resulting in an almost invincible place.

Suddenly, a sword light was blown away by Dan Chenzi, and the sword light suddenly pissed on the cliff where Cheng Letian was.

"laugh!"

A deep crack suddenly appeared on the mountain wall.

A lot of gravel and dust fell down, just on Cheng Letian's head, making her body unstable.

"Ahhhh!"

Cheng Letian's hands were unstable, and his eyes were hurt by dust. His already tired body was overwhelmed, and his soles of his feet slipped, and his whole body fell backwards.

Suddenly, another snow-bright sword light shot towards me.

"Shuh!...swho!"

The sword light steadily passed through the clothes on her shoulders, but did not hurt her skin. It was nailed to the mountain wall, almost completely sank into it.

Cheng Letian was immediately nailed to the cliff.

But the sword light was so sharp, and the magic sword composed of this magic power also had a "sharp attribute". Her coarse cloth clothes quickly couldn't hold on and began to crack.

At this time, several more flying knives shot towards him.

"Shit!"

A flying knife nailed her clothes on her left shoulder, and the other two shots were parallel to her feet, almost inserted into the stone wall against the soles of her shoes, making her stand on the surface of the flying knife.

Cheng Letian finally stabilized his body and turned his head and was about to thank her loudly, but he saw that the two seemed to ignore her at all and were still fighting fiercely on their own. It seemed that the rescue of her just now was just a casual way between the combat gaps. When it was completed, he didn't look at her, and the battle became farther and farther.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them flew from the left side of the cliff to the right, gradually becoming deep in the sea of ​​clouds and unable to see clearly.

Cheng Letian just let out a breath, gritted his teeth and prepared to continue climbing, but he heard the sound of breaking through the air behind him. When he glanced back, he saw hundreds of figures flying away with his sword.

These people were like comets that cut through the night sky, and they couldn't even see clearly, but she could feel someone turning his head to look at her. The eyes were mixed with curiosity, but no one stopped to help her.

It left in a hurry, gradually fading away.

"hateful!"

Cheng Letian knew that these people were all watching the game, and they didn't dare to get close to those two people, but they were also tall and could not be touched or reached by themselves.

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It took a long time to finally end, but the cliff finally ended.

When she climbed the ground, Cheng Letian raised her dirty sleeves and wiped her sweat. She felt tired all over, but she was not discouraged at all, but raised her head high and looked forward.

There is a wide thousand-story stone stairs leading to a brilliant hall, which seems to be shining with golden light.

There is also a magnificent architectural bridge around the Golden Peak, as well as floating peaks, with wooden lofts and pavilions on the peaks, some connected by arched stone bridges, fairy birds sing and flying, and clouds surround these ancient buildings of Fushan. No matter how good the storyteller is, he cannot describe the endless scenery of such fairy spirit.

Cheng Letian was stunned and swallowed again.

She had never thought that there was a palace of immortals on the top of this mountain that mortals could not reach.

After a pause, she took a step and staggered towards the thousand stone steps.

Behind her was a thousand-foot abyss, almost vertical, without any road. The sea of ​​clouds was churning behind her, and the sunset that was near dusk hung in the sky, casting golden waves on the clouds, and circles of halos visible to the naked eye appeared on the opposite mountain, and the magnificent was not inferior to that in front of her, but she did not look back.

She was thirsty and tired, but there was only a front in her eyes.

Under the reflection of the tall building, the road ahead seemed not far, but it was particularly long. She walked over with difficulty, began to climb the stairs again, step by step.

Until she knelt on the stone steps with a bang: "I must succeed in becoming a disciple, I must succeed in becoming a disciple..."

The palace is quiet and deep, and the stone steps are spacious and empty.

Soon, there were roars from the sky, and meteors came back from a distance and fell below the stone steps. The people in groups of three or two walked upwards with laughter.

"It's really wonderful!"

"You think Anyang is so powerful! I think he seems to be a little better than the senior brother."

"That's not necessarily the winner, isn't there no decision?"

"It's not really a fight, what's the winner!"

“That’s true.”

These people talked about passing by her, but ignored Cheng Letian's intention and walked straight up.

Of course someone discovered her, but there was no sign of it. At most, it was just a marvel

"Hey, there's someone here."

"Stop worrying, go quickly."

"Oh, OK!"

Cheng Letian looked straight and stared ahead.

She was actually listening to the conversation between these people silently, and knowing from it that the battle between immortals and gods just now was over.

It seems... there is no decision on the outcome!

In the second thought, she calmed down and focused.

"I must succeed in getting a disciple..."

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps stopped when passing by her. She felt a figure standing beside her, blocking the afterglow of the setting sun, and the shadow fell on her.

Cheng Letian raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is the person he met on the cliff. He still had a gentle smile on his face and a look of interest.

"Climb up?"

The man asked gently and tentatively.

Cheng Letian almost vomited blood in anger, but did not dare to scold nonsense loudly, so he had to turn his head and continue to recite the proverbs: "I must succeed in becoming a disciple, I must succeed in becoming a disciple..."

But her words were suddenly interrupted by Duan Lei: "I see you are muttering, who do you want to be your teacher?"

Cheng Letian raised his head: "Of course I worship the gods on this mountain as my teacher! I want to learn immortal arts!"

Duan Lei smiled and said gently: "Then you ignore me. I am the person in charge of teaching disciples on this mountain."

"Ah?" Cheng Letian raised his head in surprise, swallowed again, and felt that his throat was dry. "Since that's the case, can I worship here and practice?"

"Go to come here?" Duan Lei chuckled, "You get up first, drink a little water before talking."

Cheng Letian only then discovered that Duan Lei was carrying a kettle in his hand, made of a bamboo tube, and there was a hole on the top.
To be continued...