I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

The Tianjimen incident aroused the anger of the immortals, and all the immortal cultivators were indignant, and they all wanted to crusade Mingqiu in order to comfort the innocent and tragic death of the Tianjimen.However, his father's cultivation was at its peak at that time, and he had a position that covered the sky with his hands in the devil's way. Although these immortal cultivators kept saying all day long to "kill the devil, in the name of righteousness", none of them dared to do so. The real confrontation with his father is mostly nothing more than shouting a few slogans along with the crowd.

But there are also some Xianxiu who really have the intention of killing his father, so there is the "Three Tests" of Chongtianlou later.

Someone in the Immortal Dao provoked the head and wrote a letter of challenge. The person who asked to fight the Demonic Dao competed in the Chongtian Building on the seventh day of June. This is nothing more than rubbing the spirit of everyone in the Demonic Dao and suppressing his father's arrogance.

However, how can the Demonic Daoists be fuel-efficient lamps, allowing the Immortal Dao to suppress them?So they responded to the challenge one after another, and only waited for the seventh day of the sixth month, so that the people of the immortal way would return home in a disastrous defeat.

People in the two ways have their own thoughts, so the matter of the two ways of immortals and demons in the Chongtian Tower was spread by interested people, and it spread more and more widely. Seventy percent of them were present, and even a lot of children from famous families were there.

This matter started because of his father, and as the young master of Mingqiu at that time, he had no choice but to get involved.

On the Chongtian Tower, spiritual power was leaking, and energy was flying, and the two forces were competing with each other.

Downstairs was densely packed with people from the two ways of immortals and demons. They looked nervous, so they couldn't see the battle on the top of the building at the moment, and there was a big stone hanging in their hearts.

Right now, one of the first duels in the Chongtian Tower is a member of Xiandao Yingtianchang Gonglang's family.

Above the roof of the building, a golden light can be seen, and a loud bang resounded through the sky, the outcome has been decided at this moment.

A black shadow quickly fell from the Chongtian Tower, and someone from the demonic crowd rushed out, setting up a barrier to catch the falling person.

Then another figure came down, and the man landed steadily, the spotless black clothes were scratched a few times by the sword, he held the sword and glanced at the unconscious man covered in blood on the ground, then nodded. Without going back, he walked towards the crowd in Immortal Dao.

"Stop! You're going to run away after injuring someone with only half their life left?" Someone in the demonic crowd shouted.

The boy in black stopped and turned around, the long sword in his hand was half out of its sheath, and said coldly: "If you are dissatisfied, come and fight."

"you……"

This duel is a three-game two-win system. Now that Xiandao has won the first game, this second game is the most important for Mo Dao. If they lose, they will even be in the third game There is no chance to fight to the death, and you will end up in a fiasco.

The side of Immortal Dao seems to have thought of this too, but because they claim to be decent gentlemen, they don't bother to use words to provoke people like demons, all of them can only show excited expressions on their faces, but keep their mouths tightly closed. .

"What a big breath."

Suddenly, a clear and clear youthful voice sounded from the demonic crowd, and everyone followed the sound, and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youth coming out from behind the crowd.

The visitor was a young man with excellent appearance, wearing a crimson robe like a coral bead, and a slender golden fire-pattern hairpin on his head, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he was handsome and energetic.

Although he is young, he has an arrogance and arrogance in his gestures and gestures. He is arrogant to the extreme, but it is hard to get bored. I just feel that he is very eye-catching, and he can be easily attracted when he appears. The eyes of others couldn't help but focus on him.

Wen Xia walked up to the black-clothed boy and stood still, sizing him up and curling the corners of his lips, he said, "Which family boy is this, who is so arrogant at such a young age."

Obviously he was the one who spoke arrogantly and condescendingly, but now he turned his head and blamed the other party. The people watching seemed to have seen the scene where the two were about to fight each other.

Unexpectedly, the boy in black was uncharacteristically, not only did he not get angry when he heard the person's frivolous words, but there was even a layer of warmth in his eyes.He retracted his sword and stepped forward, "Long time no see..."

"Report your name." The boy in black was interrupted by Wen Xia before he could speak.

The black-clothed boy paused, and when the person in front of him gave him a wink, he had no choice but to show a helpless answer: "Ying Tianchang Gong Langchan."

"Ying Tianchang Gong Langchan..." Wen Xia thought thoughtfully, "I've heard your name before, and it's like thunder in our magic way! When I saw you today, you really are a hero out of a boy."

Everyone in the Mo Dao was confused and looked at each other, "Have you heard of Ying Tianchang Gong Lang Chan?"

"No, I haven't heard of it..."

"I've never heard of it, but it looks like he should be a powerful person..."

Everyone in the Immortal Dao is also a little confused. Although Ying Tianchang Gong Lang's family is a famous family, they have never heard of the name of Lang Chan.

Lang Chan heard the other party's compliment, and the smile in his eyes deepened, "Thank you for the compliment, but your name is much louder than mine."

Wen Xia raised her eyebrows, "Then tell me what my name is."

Although his tone was a little casual when he said this, his eyes were surprisingly bright, as if he was expecting what the other party would say to him next.

Lang Chan was also very good, and he said all the first sentence of his name: "Mingqiu Demon Lord Wen Qiufeng is your father, and you are the young master of Mingqiu. Your surname is Yang and your name is Xiaer."

After he finished speaking, he added, "Your name is well-known in our Immortal Dao."

As soon as Lang Chan said this, the crowd of the two camps exploded immediately.

"Young Lord Mingqiu? Is that the son of Wen Qiufeng, the Demon Lord of Mingqiu?"

"Why is Wen Xiaer here? Did Wen Qiufeng follow him when he came..."

"Young Master is here, our magic way is sure to win this time!"

"Young Master! Kill those grandsons of Immortal Dao!"

Wen Xia'er was a little dizzy from the noisy voices on both sides, covered her ears and said to Lang Chan: "You heard me, our side asked me to kill you."

Lang Chan nodded and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I have fought against you, Ah Yang, so I can take this opportunity to compete with you..."

"There is someone standing on the Chongtian Building!" Someone exclaimed, the voice overpowering the noise.

Wen Xiaer and Lang Chan looked up at the same time, and there was a white figure on the left side of the Chongtian Building at some point.

Wen Xia turned back to Lang Chan and said, "It seems that there are people who want to compete with me more than you."

Lang Chan's eyebrows gathered together, "Neither of the two Taoists sent anyone up just now, I don't know where this person came from. You'd better not..."

"It doesn't matter where he is from, since he is on the Chongyun Tower at this moment, he wants to fight me." Wen Xia gathered his spiritual power and jumped towards the top of the Chongtian Tower. He did not forget to remind: "Achan, remember to wait for me below, I will come down when I defeat the opponent..."

Lang Chan raised his head and said, "Be careful, don't get hurt!"

On the top of the Chongtian Tower, clouds and mist are shrouded, and the wind is blowing everywhere.

Wen Xiaer spun in mid-air and landed steadily on the roof tiles. He stood on the right side of the Chongtian Building and shouted to the person on the left side with his back turned: "It's you who wants to compete with me, right?" , then start quickly."

The white-clothed man in front of him turned around as he said, and asked in a nonchalant tone, "If you dare to ask, this is Chongtian Tower."

This is a handsome man, with cold brows and white skin like jade.

Wearing a frosty white robe, holding a long sword in his hand, he was looking at him with a calm expression at the moment.

Wen Xia'er evoked a ambiguous smile, "Aren't you here to fight me on behalf of the Immortal Dao? Why don't you even know if this is the Chongtian Tower?"

Hearing this, the man in white frowned slightly, as if thinking of something bad, "Are you a demon?" He asked Wen Xiaer.

Wen Xia replied: "The devil repairs the devil."

The hand of the man in white clothes holding the sword moved slightly, seeing that Xia Er's hands were empty, he said again: "You don't have a spiritual weapon."

Wen Xia put her hands on her shoulders and said with a light smile, "I can beat you even without a spiritual weapon."

The man in white didn't speak, and put the sword in his hand behind his back, as if he didn't intend to compete with Wen Xiaer.

Wen Xia'er was aroused by the other party's nonchalant attitude, and she was a little eager to win in her heart.

"Let's make a bet, if anyone loses—" he said suddenly, pointing his hand in mid-air to the misty clouds, "whoever loses will jump off this lofty building."

He took out a few red talismans out of thin air without asking the other party's wishes after speaking, and with a light stroke of spiritual power on the talisman paper, the red talismans moved and quickly attacked the man in white.

The man in white didn't move, he drew his sword to meet him, and swung his sword before the red talisman attacked him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the red talisman landed on the ground, it turned into a raging fire and surrounded him.The scorching fiery snake puffed out its hot air, rushing towards him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The man in white jumped up into the air with a sword in his hand, and quickly moved away from the circle of fire. Then, several red talismans attacked him. With the experience of red talismans falling to the ground and turning into fire, he didn't cut them down at this moment. Instead, he used his spiritual power to stay in mid-air to avoid the pursuit of these red talismans.

Wen Xia sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a red talisman with two fingers, with a lazy expression and slightly curved eyes, "It's useless to just avoid my talisman."

As soon as the words fell, those red talismans staying in the air suddenly exploded with a bang, causing the tiles on the ground to fly, the surrounding air waves surged, and a big hole was blown out of the eaves of the Chongtian Building.

Wen Xia rested her face on her knee with one hand, and looked at the scene in front of her leisurely, waiting for the other party to come out from the smoke and dust covered in injuries and admit defeat to him.

Looking at the opponent's appearance, I thought he could fight, but I didn't expect him to solve it so easily, it was really boring.

The clouds and mist hidden above the Chongtian Tower were suddenly shaken away by a stream of air, and a blue light flashed through it, and several sharp sword qi struck towards Wen Xia'er's position.

Wen Xia raised her eyebrows, put away her casual expression, and quickly got up to hide to the side, but the sword energy was chasing after him like it had eyes.Wen Xia quickly pulled out a few red talismans and threw them behind him, the sword energy collided with the talismans, and there was another loud noise.

The man in white walked out slowly from the smoke and dust holding a sword. Not only was he unscathed, his body was also spotless, and even the white jade crown on his head was untouched.

The smile on Wen Xia's lips deepened. He pulled out the gold hairpin with a fire pattern on his head, and quickly slid his fingertips on the gold hairpin. The body of the hairpin was immediately covered by a dark red light and floated in mid-air.

The expression in the white-clothed man's eyes moved slightly, he no longer released his sword energy, but raised his sword, as if he wanted to fight Wen Xia in close quarters.

The power of talisman cultivation lies in this talisman. They can rely on talismans to do things that other monks cannot do, ranging from summoning water to transport fire, to manipulating people's hearts. You can manipulate the spell to attack the enemy hundreds of miles away, killing people invisible, making the enemy unprepared and hard to guard against.

But at the same time, Fu Xiu also has a fatal weakness, that is, he cannot fight with people in close quarters.

The skills practiced by talisman cultivators basically focus on how to raise and control talismans, which leads to the fact that the combat ability of those who practice talismans is much weaker than that of sword cultivators. Trapping sword cultivators and making them lose their ability to fight will give sword cultivators a chance to fight with them.

The talisman cultivator dare not use the talisman lightly when he is close, because once the talisman takes effect, the possibility of not being affected or injured is very small. If the talisman repair cannot use the talisman, the winning rate will be greatly reduced.

Wen Xia closed her eyes and muttered a spell silently, the figure of the man in white was close at hand, but he neither turned nor avoided.

A trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the man in white, and his approaching speed was slightly slow.

Wen Xiaer opened his eyes at this moment, he raised his hand to grab the golden hairpin in front of him, drew it in the air, and then thrust it into the ground.

A crimson light suddenly surged from the ground, and the ancient and cumbersome characters covered the ground almost instantly.

The man in white felt that something was wrong, and wanted to get out of the ground, but found that his limbs seemed to be fixed by something, and he couldn't move.

Wen Xia sighed, the corners of her eyes curled up in satisfaction, she walked up to the other party and said, "How about it, admit defeat."

The white-clothed man's expression was still calm, and he couldn't see any fluctuations. After hearing Wen Xia's words, he asked, "Are you a formation cultivator?"

Wen Xia squinted her eyes, quickly pulled out a red talisman and pasted it on the opponent's face, and said calmly, "I am a double cultivator of array talismans."

The man in white is not only dressed in white, but also looks very white. At this moment, Wen Xia has put a red talisman on his handsome cheek, which makes him feel a little more humorous and weird.

Wen Xiaer was very satisfied with her masterpiece, and pinched the other side's face twice with itchy hands.

Well, it feels great.

The man in white frowned, seemingly displeased.

Wen Xia looked at the other party jokingly, "According to our bet, you should jump off here now."

The man in white raised his eyes, but said nothing, the hand holding the sword moved hidden in the wide sleeve.

Wen Xia thought it was because the other party couldn't hold back his face and didn't pay much attention, so he glanced around, "I came from here just now..."

He walked around the ruins of the tiles and walked towards the eaves, turning his head while walking: "You jump from this position and—"

A piece of broken tile was hidden on a blasted hole, Wen Xiaer was talking to himself excitedly about how to let the other party jump down, when one of his feet stepped on the void without paying attention, he leaned forward and fell from the Chongtian Tower .

The howling wind slapped him mercilessly, and he was poured headfirst into the cold wind, and his body fell rapidly through layers of clouds and mist. The feeling of weightlessness made him uncomfortable.

His eyes hurt from the wind and sand, and his eye sockets instantly became moist. Just when he thought he would fall so straight and lie on the bed for ten days and a half months, someone pulled him up and hugged him tightly.

The scattered consciousness suddenly gathered together, and he managed to open his eyes.

In the bitter cold wind, a handsome and elegant man in white hugged him and shuttled through the air. Thin clouds and mist floated around him, his hair fluttered, and his clothes fluttered. .

Sensing Wen Xia'er's gaze, he turned his head slightly and looked back, a red talisman was blown up by the wind and flew away from his cheek to the sky.

When Wen Xia touched the other person's eyes, she didn't dodge. Instead, she stared at the other person intently, not knowing what she was thinking.