My wife is the sect leader

This terrifying battle has begun.

There was chaos on the ground, and dust was flying all over the sky. An Jing felt his body shaking, as if he wanted to blow away the powerful energy.

Because of the occlusion of the yellow sand, An Jing couldn't see the specific scene of the battle clearly, but could only feel the surge of true energy.

Time is constantly passing by, and an hour has passed before you know it.

He didn't approach, just watched from afar.

Among those grains of wind and sand, there is a terrifying strength.

The sky was dark, the sand was flying and the rocks were flying, the wind was roaring, and the sky was full of yellow sand and rocks dancing wildly in the sky.

Two figures stood in the wind and sand, looking at each other from the air.

Jun Qinglin, who was wearing a black gown, stepped on the gravel, his left sleeve was broken, but his expression was as calm as water. He was out of tune with this world.

The wind and sand swirled in front, and countless gravel piled up continuously, forming a huge sand man.

Covering the sky and blocking the sun.

Jun Qinglin smiled faintly, and said: "Your strength is now the top of the world."

Zongzheng Huachun said: "Not really, the top of the world can only accommodate one person."

Jun Qinglin narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to be number one in the world?"

Zongzheng Huachun laughed and said, "When you ask this question, don't you think the same in your heart?"

No. [-] in the world!

Who doesn't want to be the number one in the rivers and lakes, who doesn't want to be the number one in the world.

Jun Qinglin shook his head and said, "You don't know what I think."

Zongzheng Huachun said: "Everyone may have troubles in their hearts, but becoming number one in the world can solve most of your troubles."

Jun Qinglin stared at the 'young man' in front of him, and said, "Being number one in the world is an annoyance in itself."

Zongzheng Huachun laughed, "Then give me this trouble."

"You may not be able to handle it."

"You don't want to give it."

"The number one in the world is not in my hands, how can I give it to you?"

Two people who are not No. [-] in the world are arguing about No. [-] in the world. This seems to be true and somewhat incomprehensible.

People are sometimes different, but sometimes they are the same.

Because of the same, there will be differences and fights.

Zongzheng Huachun didn't speak, neither did Jun Qinglin.

They seem to be saying goodbye, although there is no goodbye in the words.

The yellow sand rolled up a long dragon, covering the sky, like a vast ocean, submerging both of them in the bright gravel.

The rolled up gravel was colliding with each other, and every tiny collision was an overwhelming shock to the two of them.

Neither of them moved.

Why don't you move?

At this level, moving is moving.

A faint light appeared in Jun Qinglin's eyes, that faint light was extremely cold, as if covering the sky.

That ray of light did not come from his eyes, nor did it come from this world, but another world.

Zongzheng Huachun saw the light coming towards him, but he still didn't move.

The gloomy light streaked across the sky, and the blood flowed down the fingers and dripped on the gravel.

And at the moment when the blood fell, the raised yellow sand rioted.

The wind and sand are sweeping, the sun is shining brightly, and the orange sky and the earth are integrated into one.

"That's it."

After a long time, Zongzheng Huachun said something.

He finally moved, but turned around and walked towards the distance.

Just like back then, the point is over.

..........

An Jing looked at the flying sand and rocks in the distance, waiting patiently and anxiously.

Suddenly, the gravel in front of him stopped spinning, and An Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but look forward.

The yellow sand calmed down, and a figure stepped on the gravel, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his shoulders.

Jun Qinglin.

The man walked neither fast nor slow, and would raise his head to look at the sunset in the sky from time to time.

"Big elder."

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief, looked into the distance and said, "Then Zong Zhenghuachun is gone?"

"gone."

Jun Qinglin looked at the sleeve robes with broken hands, and said with a smile: "In the hands of the old man, he wants to take advantage of it and stand on the real mountain top."

An Jing heard that he gave Jun Qinglin a thumbs up, "The Great Elder first fought against Qi Xuandao, and then fought against Zongzheng Huachun. The best master in the world is nothing more than that."

From the looks of it, Jun Qinglin is fine, could it be that Zongzheng Huachun was defeated and retreated again?

Jun Qinglin shook his head, "I'm not number one in the world."

Jun Qinglin failed to become the best player in the world.

Qi Xuandao also failed to become the number one master in the world.

So who can become the number one master in this world! ?

There are so many people in the world, there must be someone who becomes number one in the world.

Jun Qinglin's face turned red suddenly, and then blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Big elder."

An Jing quickly supported Jun Qinglin, his expression became extremely dignified.

The last time the battle with Qi Xuandao was so fierce, Jun Qinglin was not injured, but now he is bleeding, which is enough to show the danger of this battle.

"Zongzheng Huachun was also injured."

Jun Qinglin laughed at himself: "He can be hurt, but the old man can't bear it."

Although Zongzheng Huachun did not say that there is still a lot of time, but the deadline is still decades away, but Jun Qinglin's deadline is not far away, all internal organs in the body have lost their vitality and vitality, and they are approaching the deadline almost every day .

And the injuries in this battle accelerated the passage of life essence, and the time left for Jun Qinglin was getting less and less.

An Jing said in a deep voice, "Did he do it on purpose?"

Jun Qinglin took a deep breath, "Hou Jin's army is coming soon, you have to be prepared."

It is impossible for Zongzheng Huachun to fight against him for no reason, and reach his position, it is impossible for Zongzheng Huachun to regain face just because he was defeated by Jun Qinglin.

When he does something, he must have a very strong purpose.

"I see."

An Jing noticed that Jun Qinglin's face was a little pale, and said, "The great elder's injury is serious, do you need to teach me the treasures of heaven and earth?"

"My injury is not serious, it's just that the deadline has been accelerated."

Jun Qinglin shook his head, and said softly: "This time, I have fought with Qi Xuandao and Zongzheng Huachun, and I also have a lot of insights. In addition to the "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Code" you sent, I will go back this time. Let's see if we can break through this last step."

The last step is to achieve the land fairyland and increase the lifespan by 300 years.

An Jing asked: "What chance does the Great Elder have?"

Jun Qinglin laughed, "Less than ten percent."

Less than [-]%!

An Jing's heart was shocked, he didn't expect Jun Qinglin to have such cultivation and strength, the probability of breaking through to Grand Master was so low.

Jun Qinglin glanced at the calm wind and sand, and said relaxedly: "Throughout the ages, few people dared to say that they could step in. The last great master was Yan Taizu hundreds of years ago, and now he has turned into a handful of loess. , that is to say, no great master has appeared in more than 300 years.”

This time, it is also his last chance to break through the shackles, and it is also the one he has the most confidence in.

An Jing felt a little depressed, and didn't know what to say.

If he fails to cross this step, Jun Qinglin's end will not be far away.

"Let's go."

Jun Qinglin patted An Jing's shoulder and said with a smile: "The old man won't go to Dongluoguan anymore. He just made a living Bodhisattva on it. It's too uncomfortable. I have nothing to say to them, and they have nothing to say to me. .”

An Jing pondered for a while, and said: "Great Elder, then I'll see you off."

"Need not."

Jun Qinglin waved his torn sleeve, and said with a smile: "This time I go out to fight against the two top experts in the world, and I will have a drink with Ouyang when I go back. He is the only one in the world who can listen to my chatter nagging."

Bathed in the setting sun, Jun Qinglin's back gradually disappeared from An Jing's sight.

..........

Chapter 266

East Luoguan.

As the sun sets, the wind and sand fill the air.

As evening approached, the official road gradually became less crowded.

Under the poplar trees on both sides of the official road, there is a beautiful woman in white clothes. Her eyes look along the skyline with a rare soft light in her eyes.

This woman is Zhao Qingmei.

Behind her are Tan Yun, Yu Qiurong, Duanmu Xinghua, Lin Tianhai and many other masters of the Demon Cult.

At this moment, Duanmu Xinghua looked at the distance and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The last time I saw the Great Elder was 30 years ago..."

Before Jun Qinglin retreated, he was the top expert in the world. An old demon master like her is still a junior in front of Jun Qinglin.

Ninety-nine out of ten masters at his age have already turned into loess, and he is the only one who is alone in this arena.

"30 years flies by so fast."

Lin Tianhai also nodded beside him.

Although both Zhao Qingmei and An Jing are masters of the second qi master, especially An Jing defeated Susheng King Kong and walked out of Bikong Island safe and sound. In my heart, Jun Qinglin's prestige is still hard to beat.

Li Fuzhou, Du Wang, Mu Xiaoyun and others stood behind but did not speak, and their eyes were full of curiosity.

Li Fuzhou had only heard of Jun Qinglin, but had never seen this three-foot Taibai Jun Qinglin, and today he happened to meet the rumored master of decision.

And Mu Xiaoyun has also been reused completely, becoming the head of the Suzaku Seat, making a living of the Demon Cult, and her financial power is completely controlled by her, and she is also a high-level figure of the Demon Cult.

Zhao Qingmei wanted to see through her eyes, she was very anxious inside, but her face was very calm and calm.

Whenever she thinks of the gossip in Yujingcheng, she subconsciously clenches her fists: An Jing, I must teach you a lesson.

At this time, on the official road cast by the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance, a figure appeared in sight.

The man was dressed in white with a long sword hanging from his waist. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he knew who he was just by looking at his figure.

Zhao Qingmei's eyes lit up, as if the anger that was still in her stomach just now disappeared in an instant, and the corners of her mouth subconsciously raised.

No matter how angry I was in my heart, it seemed that I laughed all over the place the moment I saw him.

Duanmu Xinghua said: "It's an offering!"

The person who came was not An Jing, who else could it be.

Not long after, An Jing came over, looked at the person who was thinking about it day and night, and said, "I encountered some things on the road, and I was delayed for a while."

"Just come back."