The endless sea is surging, and a mountain surrounded by fairy air is floating above the waves. This is the legendary holy mountain.

On the holy mountain, the lords of the immortals and demons have been in seclusion for many years and ignore ordinary things. The forces on both sides have never violated the rivers.

However, in the past hundred years, the two immortals and demons have frequently experienced frictions, and the war spread throughout the holy mountain with thunder and lightning. Without the knowledge of the two lords, both sides have been dead.

The two armies confronted each other, and the two lords were forced to leave the gate and come to the battlefield.

"Lord Xixin, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm fine." Above the clouds, Chen Xi, the leader of the Haotian Immortal Sect, said in a gentle and indifferent tone, without any emotion. He looked only about thirty years old, and his pair of indifferent eyes watching the passing of time, and the clear eyes of clouds rolling and silence make people intimidate.

Opposite him, Rong Xian leaned lazily on the cloud chair in a black dress, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was full of sarcasm: "Of course it's okay, after all, your Haotian Immortal Sect has not yet hit me Wuxin Cliff, so I can still sleep peacefully."

Chen Xi smiled bitterly. He had no idea how this started. When he was in seclusion, he was caught by the Great Elder and sent to the battlefield. He was still confused: "The Lord is joking. With you here, Wuxin Cliff is safer than an iron barrel."

Rong Xian sneered, and her fair fingers rubbed against the strings of flowers embroidered with red silk thread on her black skirt, which were connected together like bells. Her aggressive and beautiful face made her look more imposing: "Ha."

A sarcastic tone was given to Chen Xi. This difficult-to-communicate look made both sides fall into a strange silence. Chen Xi knew that if he didn't speak, Lord Xixin could accompany him here forever.

In the end, Chen Xi spoke first: "Master, there is no progress in fighting. Let's compete with each other. If you win, the Haotian Immortal Sect will see the people from Wuxin Cliff in the future and retreat for thousands of miles. If I win, the power of the demonic power will shrink Wuxin Cliff."

This kind of kid's house fighting is really boring. At their level, even if all the people below are killed, they will just make small fuss.

Rong Xian narrowed her eyes. Chen Xi proposed the fighting style to suit her. The most important thing is that she is very busy and has no time to fight. I believe that Chen Xi is the same. When it comes to their level, hard work is the main thing. These cumbersome and vulgar things will only make them feel like they are wasting time.

But Rong Xian did not make a decision directly, but turned his head to ask the Venerable Ningyue beside him: "Ningyue, what do you think?"

Leng Ningyue sneered and said proudly: "The Lord is the best in the world. How can Chen Xi compare with the Lord?"

Rong Xian looked at her in surprise, feeling that she was a little abnormal. Leng Ningyue did not underestimate the arrogance of the world. Could it be that she had been in seclusion for a long time, which made Leng Ningyue expand herself to an uncontrollable level?

She decided to teach Ningyue well after the war. She would definitely suffer a loss after being so ignorant of the sky and earth: "Following Ningyue's meaning is to agree with this battle."

After the words came to an end, the next moment she had already appeared in the void, with her long skirt swaying on the floor, and a kind of elegance and luxury in the coldness: "Fight."

After receiving approval, Chen Xi's figure also disappeared from the clouds and came to Rong Xian. He was very happy to be able to calm this inexplicable battle as quickly as possible. He had not finished his work, so he quickly finished the battle and dealt with the Great Elder before he could get out.

The two lords were fighting, and the angry forces of both sides retreated to free up space for the two strong men.

Leng Ningyue stood in the clouds and glanced at the four elders who were watching the battle opposite, and a complexity appeared in her eyes.

In the void, the momentum between Rong Xian and Shen Xi was rising steadily. Sand and stones flew around a hundred miles away. The top of the mountain was crushed into flat ground by two auras, and the entire holy mountain was lowered three inches.

It was not cut off, but solidified.

Such a peak force makes everyone fascinated.

The two of them moved at the same time, and no one could see clearly the battle between them. After all, they could be said to be the strongest strength in this world.

Rong Xian's long skirt had no effect in the fight, and she carried the magnificent power of heaven and earth in every move.

Chen Xi looked a little surprised. He had never fought with Lord Xixin, this was the first time.

The whole holy mountain, or even people outside the holy mountain, know what the reputation of the Lord Xixin is.

When Master Xixin became famous a thousand years ago, he killed mortal world several times with his own strength. Countless immortal cultivation sects were exterminated, and even the Demon Prison in Bian was unable to deal with her. At that time, blood qi floated into the void, causing the blood rain to fall on the square sky for three days.

Master Xixin has ruthless methods and kills countless people. It is surprising that such a cruel person can cultivate to this level and not be swallowed by the inner demon. As a result, after the fight, Chen Xi found that this person was ruthless and ruthless, but his aura was pure, and he was not as disgusting as other demon cultivators.

Although unexpectedly, Chen Xi's movements did not relax at all, and every move was towards the gate's fatal point.

Rong Xian also easily blocked it. Both of them wanted to reach a higher level. Fighting each other also meant to test each other. When the test was almost done, they used their unique moves to confirm each other's path.

After Chen Xi avoided Rong Xian's killer move, his killer move quietly came and hit Rong Xian's dantian. Rong Xian moved his body and was about to dodge, but found that his body was not under control.

A strange toxin quickly destroyed her meridians and poured into her dantian.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, she was plotted against!

After she came out of seclusion, she only drank one cup of tea, and the poison was poured into that cup of tea!

The tea was made by her own hands, and the water was picked by her own hands, but the tea was picked by others.

And the person who can meet her things is undoubtedly the person she trusts the most.

A name appeared in her mind. Before Rong Xian could think too much, the sword condensed by spiritual power in Chen Xi's hand pierced her dantian, exploded in her body, ruining her foundation and shattering her heart.

Rong Xian shook her body, her face pale, and the color of her pupils quickly dimmed.

Chen Xi relaxed his hand, and the sword turned into spiritual energy and dissipated in the air.

His face was also very ugly. He never expected that Lord Xixin did not hide at all.

Lord Xixin and him were both plotted against!

Chen Xi was a little annoyed, but now Lord Xixin can no longer save him.

"Lord!" Venerable Ningyue screamed suddenly: "Chen Xi, you actually dare to kill our Lord. Everyone obeyed the order and killed the people of Haotian Immortal Sect to avenge the Lord."

Rong Xian was still suspended in the air, and the blood on her body was dripping.

She glanced at Leng Ningyue who was rushing towards her. Although she was anxious, the excitement and ambition in her eyes could not be concealed.

She - betrayed herself.

Rong Xian sneered. He really didn't expect that this girl she raised was not enough to give her supreme power, but in the end she wanted her life.

"Lord Xixin..." Chen Xi shouted softly.

He also saw the expression of Venerable Ningyue, and he could not think about it and it was Leng Ningyue who had planned the Lord Xixin.
Chapter completed!