I just want to be a quiet man

Along the way, he was familiar with the way, unimpeded, walked directly into the main hall, and swaggered to sit on the top throne.

Holding the order of the city lord, he climbed to the seat of the city lord of Yanxi City, and more power of heaven and earth rushed from the whole area of ​​Yanxi City, pouring into Pei Ling's body mightily.

At this time, several Supreme Elders from Yanxi City came together. The one in the middle described it as heroic, with several hideous scars on his face, and his aura was majestic and sturdy; The man was short and stocky, his eyes were like lightning, he carried a huge copper axe on his back, and his steps were sonorous and powerful.

Behind these three people, followed by a group of generals in different costumes, all of them hung tiger talismans on their waists. On the tiger talismans, there were engraved cloud seal scripts: Yanfeng, Zhanmeng, Zhuoyong, Tuwei, Xuanyi... it was The masters of Taibao in Shifangwubao of Yanxi City.

One of them was burly and tall, with thick beard and hair, and he looked mighty and extraordinary. He was the Lord of Yongbao Futaibao!

After they entered, they saluted Pei Ling briefly, and immediately asked impatiently: "City Lord, have you won this battle?"

Before Pei Ling opened his mouth, the heroic grand elder had already snorted: "Pei Ling, the holy son of Chongming Sect, is the number one devil among the younger generations! He was young and weak, and he did many evil deeds. In the middle, once invaded our sect, plundered and killed countless people, it really deserves to die! I don’t know if the city lord will kill him on the spot this time?”

The Supreme Elder, who looked like a civilian general, frowned slightly, looked at Pei Ling, and asked seriously: "This battle is of great importance, but the city lord does not allow me to go to watch the battle, or even use a water mirror to spy on it... In order not to disturb the city lord The state of mind of preparing for the battle, I dare not say too much, can you clear up my doubts for us right now?"

The short and sturdy elder said in a deep voice: "City Lord, do you have any photos of this battle? Since the defeat of the Zhongkui Daoist friend, my Taoist heart has been panicked and morale has plummeted. The best way to deal with it now is to defeat the City Lord Pei Pei!" Ling's photo was spread everywhere..."

The Taibao masters behind the elders of the Taishang also spoke in a hurry: "Although this son Pei Ling has excellent aptitude, he is considered to be the best among the younger generations of this generation, but he is young after all. In the end, the Kui family underestimated the enemy and let him gain the upper hand, that's all."

"To dare to challenge my sect's city lord is simply asking for humiliation!"

"That's right! Everyone in Yanxi City is an elite in all battles, not to mention the city lord!"

"Children are young and energetic, and they don't know the heights of the sky and the earth..."

"Students of the Demon Sect, if you don't cultivate your character and mind, even if you rely on your talent to be amazed for a while, it will not last long..."

On the throne, Pei Ling's scalp felt numb, but before he could think about it, the system notification sounded immediately: "Ding dong! [Xianlu Fuyuan: Yanxi City] The gift is over, thank the host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click Trusteeship, practice worry-free, and fulfill your dream of ascension!"

The next moment, Pei Ling regained control of her body.

Chapter 88: The Santo has won?

Yanxi City.

Under the jurisdiction of Shangzhangbao.

The green hills are majestic, straight into the sky.

The scorpion stretches like cotton wool, fluttering all over the sky.

In the distance, a ray of light came from the sky, like a spear piercing the sky, smashing the clouds, and pulling away a ray of green and long rainbow in the misty moment.

His short hair is flying, his soft armor fits his skin inch by inch, his scales are shining, and he is graceful and sassy.

Right now she's driving at full speed.

In order to meet the medicine fairy as soon as possible, she took the fastest teleportation array all the way.

At this moment, the green hills below meander like belts, and the sky is surrounded by a large lake. The view is like a mirror, the lake is full of water vapor, and scattered islands are scattered like beads, which is beautiful and beautiful.

This lake is the boundary lake under the rule of Yanxi City and the Liugai Dynasty!

On the other side, the outline of the majestic city tower is vague, and sometimes you can see the rising and falling lights. It is the imperial city!

However, this city is still quite a distance away from Lijing, which can contact "Xiao Zizaitian".

Wenren Lingse was very anxious, she wasn't sure if the medicine fairy could save the city lord, but now the entire righteous way, no, it should be the whole world, and the medicine fairy is the strongest healer!

If the medicine fairy can't do it, then no one in the whole Panya world can do it!

Once upon a time, there was a person whose ability to save living beings was even higher than that of the medicine fairy, and that was the Longhuang Danzu who enlightened the Ten Thousand Years Immortal Medicine back then!

It's just that Longhuang Danzu is no longer in this world...

When his mind was turning, Wenren Lingse suddenly felt something, and quickly took out a special sound transmission symbol from the storage bag.

At this moment, the talisman was emitting a faint light, and it was obvious that someone was transmitting sound to her.

Hearing that the spirit was flying away, he urged the talisman, and before the sound from the other side of the talisman sounded, he quickly asked, "What's the matter? Tell me!"

Before the words fell, an incomparably excited voice came from the talisman: "I heard that the Supreme Elder, the city lord has won!"

The Santo has won?

Wenren was stunned for a while, but didn't react for a while, and after a few breaths, his expression changed drastically!

She immediately stopped flying, stood up in the air, and quickly asked: "The city lord won?! What about Pei Ling? How is Pei Ling?"

The voice in the sound transmission talisman was still immersed in ecstasy, and did not notice the strangeness in Wenren Lingse's words at all. The voice immediately replied: "I don't know, the city lord didn't say it, he must be dead!"

"After all, the holy son of Chongming Sect has done many evil deeds, is unscrupulous, acts recklessly, and has a deep demonic nature. He even robbed my Yanxi City. His crime is unforgivable!"

"It seems that such a conscience-stricken demon was at least imprisoned in the 'Heaven' area of ​​Du'eyuan before, and suppressed forever."

"But now, Du'e Abyss has not yet been rebuilt, and the city lord has eliminated harm for the people, which has really boosted my momentum..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this, Elder Wenren Taishang, where are you now?"

"Please return to the capital quickly and celebrate together!"

Listening to it, Wen Ren's complexion suddenly became extremely pale.

Pei Ling... was defeated? ?

After a while, she finally came to her senses and had to go find the medicine fairy!

Only the medicine fairy can save Pei Ling... No!You should go back to the capital immediately!

You have to find the city lord first and ask for Pei Ling's spirit and fate!

Thinking of this, Wenren Lingse immediately went back the same way.

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Hopeless Ze.

The ink cloud is like a mountain crumbling, pressing across the sky, the rainstorm jumps into beads, and the splash of water vapor is vast, spreading all over the field, vast like hail.

Zi Dian danced wildly, constantly exploding the sky.

Rolling thunder swept across the sky and the earth, and the brilliant thunder was surging like the tide, illuminating the devastated and unrecognizable water.

Tiexiong Tuo has been wiped out, nothing remains, only a pair of heavy hammers that have faded into ordinary iron are left in place, dull and lifeless.

[Evil Slashing Axe] Quietly suspended beside the double hammers, the ax body is covered with rainwater, the smoke is misty, and there is no sound.

Empress Liu Greed had already stepped out of the phoenix chariot, and stood in the rain together with the old man from Nine Yi Mountain, nun Suzhen, and the sword cultivator of Han'an Sword Sect.

The four bowed their heads slightly and remained silent.

In Wang Yangshuize, there was only torrential rain and the sound of wind for a while.

The medicine fairy can't leave "Little Zizaitian" for too long, and she has already left at this moment...

After a long silence, the old man of Jiuyi Mountain said slowly, "This battle is over."

"But it's not over yet."

"Jiuyi Mountain, Han'an Sword Sect, Su Zhentian... Pei Ling's next challenge will definitely be one of my three sects."

"Next, get ready."

"You can't let the iron city lord die in vain."

The other three nodded, Empress Liu Greed turned to [Zhanxie Axe], and said sadly: "Senior Zhanxie, the Tiecheng Lord has lived a fierce life, and now he has returned to heaven and earth. Take pictures with the young city lord..."

[Evil Slashing Axe] was silent, if it wasn't for the fact that the spirit on it was still there, it was almost suspected that the spirit of the weapon had disappeared.

Seeing this, the nun Suzhen sighed softly, and said: "Senior, please express my condolences. The railway friend is new, and the young master is still young, so I still need the support and teaching of the senior."

"My generation of monks climbed the avenue. Although we died nine times, we have no regrets!" The sword cultivator of the Han'an Sword Sect stood upright, with a slightly sad expression, but more calm and firm. Nascent Soul, Transforming God, Returning to the Void, Completing the Dao, Crossing the Tribulation, Mahayana... For tens of thousands of years, in every great realm, there are countless monks who have stopped and have no hope of moving forward."

"Even if you can enjoy a long life in the Mahayana period, but you can't fly up, the years are lingering, and there will be a day when you will fall."

"We wait for the five sects, how many senior masters have dominated the situation for thousands of years, and finally disbanded in the quiet room and returned to a dead bone?"

"It's true that Iron City Lord is embarrassing today, but compared to many years later, when he is old and dead in the grass, and his life is annihilated, he can fight hard to protect his own way when he is able to fight. !"

"Since the comrades are gone, the next step is to correct the righteousness, and I will wait."

"Be the first to live up to the iron city lord!"

Empress Liu Greed, nun Suzhen Tian, ​​and the old man of Jiuyi Mountain all looked solemn: "Be the first to live up to the Iron City Lord!"

At this time, [Evil Slaying Axe] finally opened his mouth slowly, and the voice of the weapon spirit was like thunder, and he said loudly: "You can wait as you please. The city lord's double hammers, I will send them back to the capital."

Hearing this, the monks of the four sects stopped talking, saluted to the place where Tiexiong Tuo disappeared, and then used their escape methods to go away.

rumbling...

Thunder pierced the sky, and the torrential rain poured down the river.

Amidst the crackling thunder, the rain fell harder.

The water level of Wuwangze rose rapidly, bubbles rolled and waterfalls formed in countless cracks.

The miasma gas has long since disappeared in the aftermath of the war, the magma cooled rapidly, and the sulfurous breath diffused into the wind. Wherever it went, the fiery aftertaste lingered for a long time.

Between the heaven and the earth, it is dark and gloomy, the rain is pouring down like the Milky Way, covering the sky and covering the earth, the water vapor is transpiring, and the whole world is vast.

The muddy water is flowing, rushing and turbulent, and the vast waters swallow everything.

There is only one giant ax floating on the ground, despite the rain and wind, and the mud and water splashing, it is alone with the iron-like double hammers.

Chapter 89: Temporary Santo.

The capital of Yanxi City.

City Lord's Mansion.

The rough-styled throne sits high on the top, and under the nine stone steps, the spacious hall is simple and simple, with pairs of huge candles burning on the stone walls on both sides. The candlelight is pure white, illuminating the huge space like daylight. Everywhere reveals the unique rigor and austerity of the military.

Sitting alone on the throne with the golden saber Pei Ling, his face was stiff, and the moment he regained control of his body, he immediately activated the [Eclipse Secret Record] to prevent his true face from being exposed all of a sudden.

At this time, the elders and castle masters of Yanxi City continued to discuss: "This Pei Ling is stunningly beautiful, but a good swimmer drowns in water. Compared with the city master, he is still too young..."

"It's also a generation of pride. It's a pity, born under the rule of the Demon Sect, to enter the Tao is to go astray... Forget about it, the city lord, the holy son of the Chongming sect, should be exonerated! The city lord has won a big victory this time, It should be celebrated together in the city to boost morale!"

"That's right! I also want to invite the four sects to spread the battle of the city lord together, so that everyone in the world will know what it means to be one foot taller than a demon, and one foot taller than a Taoist!"

"Since ancient times, evil has prevailed over righteousness, evil spirits and heretics. No matter how talented they are, they can plunder the world and ruin their virtues. After all, they can't last long..."

Pei Ling quietly looked at the many high-level monks in Yanxi City, and she was already greeting the ancestors of the system in her heart.

In the current situation, the identity must not be revealed!

The strength of Yanxi City is not weaker than that of Chongming Sect!

No matter which patriarch is alarmed, he will die!

Even the patriarch of Yanxi City doesn't need to come forward, as long as the capital's protective formation is activated, he will wait like a turtle in an urn!

Just as he was thinking, he saw the mighty and heroic elder caressing his short beard, and looked at him suspiciously: "Why didn't the city lord say a word?"

Pei Ling quickly came back to his senses, and immediately said in Tie Xiong's voice: "Ahem, ahem... This seat is seriously injured, and needs to recover first, so let's leave first."

Hearing this, many monks of Yanxi City did not suspect anything.

After all, although Pei Ling was young, he actually defeated Zhong Kui's current emperor in public.It is not easy for the city lord to win, and it is very reasonable to be injured.

So, all the people bowed in unison, and left one after another.

However, among the crowd, there were two people who stopped in place and stayed.

One of them was tall and sturdy, with the word "Zhuyong" engraved on the tiger charm on his waist. He had a delicate expression at the moment, hesitant to speak.The other person described him as thin, with a pale face, wearing a set of half-worn armor, and hanging a token with the word "Wu" on it.

Pei Ling looked at the two of them, and then said, "Cough...what's the matter...cough cough...we will discuss it after my injury recovers."

The old man wearing the word "Wu" immediately said: "City Master, [Evil Slaying Ax] has been enshrined in the arsenal for many years. It is not only to nourish, but also to suppress our sect's great formation."

"Now that the city lord has returned from victory, he should return the treasure of the Zhenzong to the arsenal first, so as not to make his disciples unstable."

arsenal?

What is that place?

Moreover, where did he get the [Evil Slashing Axe]?

Pei Ling's scalp was numb, and at this moment, the sturdy man holding the "Zhuyong" tiger amulet said through voice transmission: "City Lord, may I ask if Pei Ling has really fallen?"

"But I don't know about his soul or fate, can it survive?"

...Pei Ling fell silent for a moment, but seeing that the two of them had failed to achieve their goals and had no intention of leaving at all, he frowned, and quickly said, "Everyone...you're all...flying bones."