This peak transformation master has no intention of targeting Yu Ling. He is simply happy to see her and wants to compete with him. After all, not everyone has to look at the Zhong family's face to act.

At a level like the Peak Transformation Master, those who have stayed for more than twenty years have almost no hope of breaking through. Some people have calculated that the number of people who have died at the Peak Transformation Master is seven times the number of people who have been promoted to the Phantom God! How can those who can become masters of the Transformation Master be mediocre?

People? However, despite this, the Illusion God Pass is still daunting. Besides practicing in seclusion, the only feasible way for everyone is to fight continuously and look for opportunities to break through in the battle.

So the question is, how many peak masters are there? There are hundreds in the entire Huayu, but everyone is in charge of their own sect or family. The Huayu is so big that it takes half a year to travel from south to north. Who can

Can you challenge hundreds of masters at the same level in your spare time? So when a master comes to your door, he still has domain skills! No one wants to miss such a good opportunity.

"Qin Zongzong, don't you want to rest for a while?" the Huazun cultivator said politely.

Yu Ling took a pill in disguise and pretended to rest for a few minutes before saying, "Well, we can start."

Zhong Wuqing's face was very ugly, especially when he saw that Yu Ling and a peak Huazun cultivator were both fighting equally, he found that he still underestimated the leader of this remote small sect, even if the opponent was against him

A strong Illusion God can escape with a little cleverness. If he really wants to catch this person, how can he easily catch him?

Zhong Wuqing rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. He had given up on the original plan of purely using force and began to think about whether there was a simpler and more labor-saving way. Now he no longer protects and shares the same hatred for the dead Zhong Nanhe, but

I couldn't help but secretly cursed countless idiots. If this guy hadn't caused trouble for a woman, why would he be in trouble now?

Zhong Wuqing thought about it for a few minutes, and the winner was already decided on the stage. The result was not what he expected, and Qin Yue won again.

After all, Yu Ling's basic strength is already very strong. With the addition of Daoyuan Jue, his spiritual power is directly comparable to that of the late Huazun. His soul power is imbued with the power of Yin Shen, and his lethality is even higher than that of a soul master at the peak of Biling.

Coupled with the extremely powerful domain spiritual skills, he is enough to suppress ordinary cultivators at the peak of the realm of transformation, regardless of his profound strength. Not to mention, he also has the attribute of getting stronger as he fights.

Everyone watched blankly as Yu Ling's opponents kept changing. One hour passed, and two hours passed. There was not even a tie, they were all defeated by Yu Ling.

Among the younger generation, Ruan Yinglang stole the show, and now Yuling has taken over Ruan Yinglang's position. He is so powerful that it makes people desperate, and in the blink of an eye, he has won more than ten consecutive victories.

I'm confused, can this world be saved? Can humans still be allowed to live?

The guy wearing the mask actually hasn't stepped down yet. He's still standing on top waiting for someone to challenge him. Even if your spiritual power and soul power can keep up, aren't you mentally tired? How on earth is this? It's such a perversion every year.

There are so many today!

The melon-eating crowd burst into tears again, help me, who can accept this evildoer? Whoever tells me that the Thirteenth Prefecture of Nanming is a useless little place in the future, I will be in a hurry with anyone!

How can you have such a powerful master in the corner of your home? You don’t have to be such a bully!

As if responding to the voice of the crowd, a peak Huazun cultivator from the Zhong family finally couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly stood up and came on stage.

Everyone looked at his back, and at this moment they seemed to see a savior-like light in this man. It is not that everyone has any deep grudge against Yu Ling, but it is better not to have such an overly strong and despairing existence.

, Otherwise, how can everyone get along?

A birthday banquet was held from morning to night, but no one was aware of it, mainly because the show of using martial arts to make friends was too fierce. Both Ruan Yinglang and Yu Ling were simply anti-human beings.

Zhong Mingxin was bathed in the moonlight, the aura of the savior in everyone's eyes, floating on the stage, and said in a deep voice: "If everyone is not in a hurry, I will give you half an hour to rest."

Don't be anxious, we are not anxious at all. People who eat melons are eagerly looking forward to Zhong Mingxin becoming the winner of the winning streak.

Of course, there are also a small number of people who watch with excitement and are nervously paying attention to the situation, hoping that this miracle of winning streak can continue until the end.

Meng Qingyun was one of them. Of course she had a better impression of the Dao Ling Sect leader who had saved her life. She gently stroked the Green Emperor Whip in her hand and said secretly: Qin Yue, I believe

You must be the ultimate winner.

Yu Ling only rested for ten minutes before she said calmly: "Let's get started."

Meng Qingyun couldn't help but sigh secretly, why did the Qin Sect Master suddenly lose his temper? Is it because the other party is from the Zhong family? But the Zhong family's sinister intention is to take advantage of you when you are at your weakest due to the wheel battle.

, come out to pick up the slack, aren't you playing into their hands?

Zhong Mingxin declined hypocritically: "Hey, Sect Leader Qin is so brave. Do you really need to rest? If you lose, don't rely on me not to give you a chance?"

Everyone began to feel that Zhong Mingxin was a bitch. What he said was that Qin Yue had fought for more than ten games in a row. Even if he rested for a few days, he might not be able to fully recover. Just pick up the mistakes you made. Why did you have to say it out loud?

However, no one knew that ten minutes would be enough for Yu Ling to fully recover all her consumed spiritual power.

In one battle after another, the two major techniques have been running at high speed for more than two hundred days. At this moment, Yu Ling not only has not been weakened, but has reached its true peak state.

In such a peak state, even he dares to fight against the powerful Illusion God, so what does Zhong Mingxin have to fear?

When Zhong Mingxin released his green domain spiritual skills as soon as he came up, even Bingxuan and Lan Xinyu couldn't help but sweat for the sect leader, because this meant that Yu Ling's spiritual skills advantage no longer existed.

When Zhong Ming's mind summoned the vast waves in the soul sea, and the soul skills almost turned into substance and surged out, everyone seemed to foresee that Qin Yue was really in big trouble this time.

Under the spotlight, Zhong Mingxin had a sneer on his lips. He thought back then, he was the number one genius of the Zhong family. He also cultivated soul power, spiritual power, and domain spiritual skills to create brilliance. No matter how amazing Qin Yue was, he was extremely talented.

He will eventually leave the field in disgrace.

The cyan realm and the blue realm collided with each other, shattering and annihilating each other in a heart-wrenching crunching sound. Although the deep blue ocean had the upper hand, it did not constitute an absolute advantage.

Zhong Mingxin is confident that his soul skills are not much weaker than Qin Yue's. After all, he is also at the peak of the spiritual realm.

However, when the pale golden soul talisman collided with Yu Ling's half white and half purple soul power beam, Zhong Mingxin's expression gradually solidified.

He seemed to feel an unfathomable darkness enveloping him, stripping away all his perceptions in the blink of an eye, leaving him with only a world of purple mist.

Of course he wouldn't know that this was a terrifying soul skill born out of the Mist Soul Clan's world.

Wrapped in the Yin Shen's aura, Zhong Ming's heart suddenly fell into a desperate situation where he couldn't speak, couldn't move, couldn't see or hear. He felt like he was imprisoned by a big purple cocoon, so he struggled in panic with all his strength.

He was hysterically attacking with all his soul power, like a drowning man desperately trying to float to the surface to take a breath of air.

Light, he finally saw the light.

It is a light as deep as a dream.

not good!

Zhong Mingxin's eyes widened in horror, and Yu Ling's domain spirit skills came crashing down like a huge sea of ​​water, throwing him away like a piece of trash.

Then, two rays of divine light, one golden and one purple, struck like lightning, and Zhong Ming narrowly avoided the vital point when his heart was at a loss.

Before he could take a breath, Yu Ling, who was opposite him, had already formed a seal with his hands, and a beam of light as black as ink penetrated his body, followed by a demon moon and a black lotus.

They are the three seals that Yu Ling learned in the dark abyss: the light of the lonely world, the light of the demon moon and the light of the black lotus.

Under the cover of the deep blue ocean, the dark color is too easy to be ignored.

The ambitious Zhong Mingxin, who was about to show off his skills to defeat Yu Ling, was completely in tragedy. So what if he escaped an attack. Yu Ling had many exquisite and advanced spiritual skills, which did not give him the slightest chance to make a comeback.

The first genius of the Zhong family was thrown off the stage like a dead dog. He couldn't hold on for three minutes and passed out with blood all over his body.

There was dead silence both on and off the stage.

There was no unexpected fight between the dragon and the tiger. Zhong Mingxin, who was so powerful, was defeated so quickly. There was no stalemate at all and he was directly crushed. It was completely unprepared.

This means that Yu Ling still did not exert all his strength in the previous battle.

How strong is this person, the leader of the Dao Ling Sect?!

Perhaps except for the powerful Phantom God, no one can test his depth.

"Is there anyone else?" In the silence, Yu Ling's faint words were so clear.

There was still silence in the audience.

Yu Ling slowly walked off the stage, and the crowd involuntarily dispersed to both sides, watching silently as he walked back to his original position.
Chapter completed!