The male protagonist begged my group CP[Transmigration Book]

Wei Ling and the others flew down from the sky, and the monks surrounding Beiwumen gave way to them one after another.In the crowd, someone was asking who Wei Ling was and how powerful Wei Ling was, causing quite a commotion.

However, on such a serious occasion today, all the monks suppressed their voices and looked at Wei Ling with surprise and suspicion.

Wei Ling, however, remained calm and led everyone to the front of the team. The leaders of Nanyi Sect, Qisheng Sect and other sects also surrounded them.It's been a while since everyone has been facing each other, but none of these sects dare to fight. To be honest, they lack confidence in their hearts.

This time it was not easy to gather so many people, everyone was full of expectations for this battle, but the prestige of Beiwumen still made them dare not take action easily.After failing once, the upcoming battle is very important to Nan Yizong and other sects, they are waiting for Wei Ling's performance.

Why didn't Wei Ling understand what these people were thinking? They wanted to deal with Beiwumen, but they were afraid that they would not be strong enough and be killed by Beiwumen.If Wei Ling doesn't show enough strength, I'm afraid these people will have another attitude.

"Everyone, under Wei Ling, I am very happy to deal with Beiwumen together with you. Beiwumen is a first-class force in Beizhou, and it cannot be overthrown by one person. I hope that all the leaders will cooperate fully, and we will definitely defeat Beiwumen today. , to restore peace to Beizhou!" Wei Ling's face was cut like a knife, his heroic spirit was overwhelming, and his words were even more shocking.

"Naturally, Mr. Wei, please don't hide your clumsiness, let us open our eyes." Nan Yizong's suzerain said with a smile.

Wei Ling raised the corner of his mouth slightly, he heard the meaning of the suzerain's words, they wanted to see his strength.All the sect leaders present here may not even be able to challenge the head of Beiwu sect together. If Wei Ling can really deal with Duan Yao as rumored, these people will be able to put their hearts into their stomachs.

Wei Ling turned around, cupped his hands to Jiang Bin and others behind him, and said, "Everyone, I still need your help this time. I will deal with the master of the Beiwu Gate alone, and I will rely on you to restrain the other masters. I thank you in advance." Everyone."

"Brother Wei, you must not be polite, this is what we should do." Duanmu Bai said first.

Jiang Bin also nodded: "Brother Wei, you can concentrate on dealing with Duan Yao. As for those elders, we can deal with them."

Duanmuyu frowned, he really wanted to fight side by side with Wei Ling, but judging from Wei Ling's current plan, he knew that Wei Ling still wanted to fight Duan Yao alone.In the end, he didn't say anything, just smiled at Wei Ling, and thousands of words were contained in this smile.

Now Wei Ling had no scruples anymore, he confidently walked to the front of the team.

On the opposite side was the faction headed by the elders of Beiwumen. The two sides did not start a war, but the atmosphere was extremely serious.

Wei Ling took a few more steps forward, still calm and composed in front of many members of Beiwumen, he glanced at the people of Beiwumen confidently, and said loudly: "Where is the master of Beiwumen? Didn't you always want to arrest me?" , now I am here, see what you can do to me!"

The loud voice spread far under the influence of force, and everyone on Wei Ling's side was inspired. Although the battle had not yet started, Wei Ling's momentum boosted morale.

"Hmph, you brat dares to play wild in Beiwumen." After Wei Ling finished speaking, an elder of Beiwumen immediately stood up and said.Accompanied by his voice, the icy force rushed towards Wei Ling immediately. If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of the air condensing into ice.

Wei Ling directly resorted to the artistic conception of gold, with sharp sharpness of force, instantly shattering all the solid ice into dross.With a powerful force, he rushed directly to the elder of Beiwumen, who was caught off guard, groaned, and backed away.It was the other elders of Beiwumen who blocked him, otherwise he would have to make a big fool of himself in front of thousands of people this time.

Duanmuyu immediately clapped his hands and applauded to express his excitement, and Wei Ling's performance also made the monks in Beizhou behind him soar in momentum.

Wei Ling smiled faintly. This is what he wanted. The elders of the Beiwu Sect also had a mid-stage cultivation base, and he was older and his cultivation base was a little higher than Wei Ling's.However, he was too conceited, while Wei Ling intentionally attacked him. It seemed unintentional when he made the move, but he used all his strength.

With the support of the golden artistic conception, Wei Ling gave a resounding counterattack to the elders of Beiwumen, ushering in a good start for this war.

"You are not qualified to fight with me, let your sect master come out." Wei Ling stroked the ice crumbs on his clothes, and said provocatively.

Suddenly, there was a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power from the castle of Beiwumen, which made the nearby monks feel the power of fear.

Wei Ling felt a strong gaze falling on him. He puffed up his chest and looked at the ice castle.

A cold voice came from the castle: "How bold, since you dare to provoke me, I want to see how much you weigh!" Then, the sharp ice blade shot down from the castle and directly attacked The middle ground between the two major forces, and Wei Ling is the only one here.

Wei Ling exerted his palm force and knocked the ice blade straight to the side. With a puff, the sharp ice blade plunged into the snow.However, more ice blades followed, Wei Ling hurriedly used his martial arts to dodge, and at the same time used the artistic conception of gold to form a hard golden barrier to block these flying blades.

The sound of bang bang made everyone's ears hurt, and the flying ice blades couldn't pierce the barrier at all, because the rebound force was flying everywhere, so the surrounding monks hurriedly used their skills to resist.

"Everyone, I will leave the matter here to you." After speaking, Wei Ling used force and flew towards the ice sculpture castle.

When everyone saw Wei Ling flying into the castle, they all rushed towards the people of Beiwumen with weapons in hand.

Duanmu Yu rushed to the front and shouted: "Everyone, success or failure depends on one move!" His voice was still clear despite the noise, Jiang Bin and the others followed closely behind, and then Nan Yizong and other sect forces.

The people of Beiwumen were not to be outdone, and the deputy head of the Wumen shouted: "Come on, kill them!"

The two teams fought in an instant, and all kinds of exercises were mixed together for a while, causing the icy ground to tremble.

Mr. Cao and Mr. Xie did not participate in the battle, nor did they intend to do so. They stood far away, closely watching the progress of the situation.

"What should I do? Today's posture is a bit big, do you want to notify the people from the sect to come over?" Cao Lao asked.

Mr. Xie looked at Mr. Cao speechlessly: "Do you think that with the status of Feishuang Palace, you will not hear anything? Anyway, it is the conflict of the Beizhou Zongmen, and it has nothing to do with us."

"But……"

"Just say you're worried about them." Old Xie said first.

Mr. Cao coughed twice to hide his embarrassment: "Yes, my two disciples are still inside, and Duan Yao from Beiwumen is a powerful character."

"Don't worry about it, let's wait and see."

Cao Lao wanted to talk again, when he heard a loud noise from the ice castle of Beiwumen. It turned out that the ice wall cracked and huge ice cubes fell from above.The monks below hurriedly evaded, and some people were directly crushed to death by ice cubes because they did not evade in time, which wasted the reputation of the monks.

In fact, the main reason is that the accident happened so suddenly that it was difficult for people to react, and the fact that the ice sculpture castle of Beiwumen can stand here is enough to show the hardness of the ice wall.However, when Wei Ling and Duan Yao fought, they still broke through the solid ice wall, and only then did the following things happen.

Wei Ling rushed out from the broken wall, holding a bamboo spear in his hand, and flew towards the vast snow field.He tried his best to stay away from Beiwumen, fearing that their fight would affect other people again.

After fighting Duan Yao, Wei Ling understood Duan Yao's horror.As a rare peak powerhouse in the spiritual world, Duan Yao has comprehended the artistic conception of ice and the artistic conception of wind, and also effectively fused the two artistic concepts together, and displayed them at the same time, with infinite power.

On the other hand, Wei Ling, as a monk in the middle stage of manifesting the sage, it was difficult for him to parry Duan Yao's attack before he transformed into a golden dragon.Wei Ling directly withdrew the bamboo spear, looked at Duan Yao who was flying towards him, and slowly clenched his hands.

The dragon's essence and blood in his body was boiling, Wei Ling let out an ah, and accompanied by the resounding dragon chant, he turned into a giant dragon again.The golden dragon body suddenly appeared on the snow-covered ground, turning the ground into light gold.

The appearance of the golden dragon greatly encouraged Jiang Bin and the others, and the sect disciples such as Nan Yizong and other casual practitioners were even more excited.They used all their strength and devoted themselves to the battle, turning the battle into a daytime state.

Duan Yao came to Wei Ling, looked at the transformed Wei Ling, his relaxed expression gradually subsided, and finally became serious.

Wei Ling lowered his head and looked at the small figure on the ground. His heart was filled with the flames of revenge, and the dragon fire erupted, submerging Duan Yao in the sea of ​​flames.But Wei Ling was not happy, he knew that Duan Yao's strength was definitely more than that, as expected, when he stopped breathing fire, Duan Yao was still standing in the distance.

Duan Yao's body was covered with a layer of solid ice, which was so transparent that it was almost invisible, but it blocked Wei Ling's dragon fire.

The dragon fire is not an ordinary flame. Ordinary monks are buried by the dragon fire just like before, and they will be burned even if they are not dead. However, Duan Yao is safe and sound, which just proves his strength.

Wei Ling's huge dragon eyes shrank, and he became more cautious.

Duan Yao withdrew his force, the ice slowly melted and disappeared into the cold air.After feeling the power of the dragon fire, his fighting spirit became stronger, and he sneered: "The inheritance of the dragon can only belong to me, so you can die!" As he said, he immediately flew towards Wei Ling, the cold air, With his movements, he also approached Wei Ling.

Wei Ling felt the air envelop him, the air was so thick that he couldn't move.The appearance of ice crystals slowly appeared in the invisible air, this is Duan Yao using the art of ice artistic conception to deal with him.

"Take it!" Duan Yao sneered, more and denser ice crystals kept approaching Wei Ling's huge dragon body.