Beauty's personal servant

Since Chang Ling entered the inner door, Bizhu peak has been silent. The friars who had been wandering around Bizhu peak suddenly disappeared. Bizhu peak seems to have returned to its former tranquility again.

However, the disciples on Bizhu peak kept nervous and uneasy all the time.

Before she left, Chang Ling fought for a three-month buffer for them. They naturally know what Chang Ling's intention is to strive for these three months. The closing time agreed by Chen Feng will end in three months. Chang Ling wants Chen Feng to turn the tide after he leaves the pass. However, can Chen Feng, the new leader of the peak, really turn the tide?

Apart from Gao Lang, who has seen the strength of Chen Feng, the other bizhufeng disciples do not have much confidence. After all, most of the leaders of the peaks outside the gate are immortals. Most of these people have condensed the potential field. Sanxian with potential field is almost invincible in front of Mahayana friars. Of course, in the inner gate of Chaotian sect, there are also many monks at the peak of the later Mahayana who can resist the potential field of Sanxian, and even defeat Sanxian from time to time. However, those people have devoted a lot of resources to Chaotian sect. How can Chen Feng compare with them?

Therefore, in order to keep bizhufeng, the disciples of bizhufeng had to take action one after another. They swam between the originally close peaks, hoping to get some support.

However, the leaders of these peaks have one saying: people are angry, and they can only keep themselves from participating.

In desperation, the disciples of Bizhu peak had to return to Bizhu peak one after another, guard the spring of Lingye, and improve their strength as much as possible, so that they can guard Bizhu peak to the greatest extent in three months.

At the moment, Chen Feng, who is in Tiandan immortal's house, is sitting in the immortal's house, holding a large number of crystal stones produced by human monsters in both hands (these will be called monster crystal stones for convenience), and constantly absorbing them.

At this moment, Chen Feng is also under great pressure. In six months, even if the time acceleration is turned on 20 times, it is only 120 months, almost 10 years. In Chen Feng's realm, if you want to improve your strength, you often practice for hundreds of years. Ten years is too short. In order to speed up the cultivation speed, while absorbing the ghost crystal, Chen Feng also quickly absorbed the monster crystal at the same time.

These monster crystal stones are naturally derived from that small world. Although they have given 100000 to the Nalan sisters, there are still hundreds of thousands of stock on Chen Feng. These monster crystal stones are enough for Chen Feng to practice for a long time.

In this way, in the passage of time, by absorbing ghost crystal and monster crystal, Chen Feng's true yuan in his body becomes stronger and stronger, and his space power is more solid. There is a hidden trend to surpass several other sources in his body. In addition, Chen Feng's mastery of the way of space is becoming more and more profound due to the cultivation experience of Scorpio ghost emperor.

Time passed day after day. In the twinkling of an eye, March time disappeared.

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This night, the friars of bizhufeng didn't sleep all night. They sat around the spring of Lingye, looked up at the sky and waited for the friars of each peak.

It has to be said that pressure is the best driving force. In three months, their breath became more stable, especially Mengshan, who had a lot of Zhenyuan. Only one step away, they could break through to the later stage of Mahayana.

However, everyone was not at all excited. They all knew that this promotion was still not enough in front of the forces of each peak. All they can do at the moment is to wait for the arrival of the forces of each peak, and then they defend Bizhu peak and fight to the last breath.

The horizon was slightly bright, a red sun rose slowly, and the newborn dawn was as red as blood, which made the hearts of Bizhu peak show a touch of sadness and coolness.

Soon, the peak forces will come.

At this moment, a touch definitely echoed on the faces of all bizhufeng disciples.

"Hiss -"

The sound of a broken wind sounded, and a sword light suddenly appeared in the sky.

This sword light seems to indicate the prelude to the competition for Bizhu peak. After this moment, more and more sword lights come from all directions. At the moment, Bizhu peak, like cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, is surrounded by dense sword light.

Above every sword light, there is a powerful monk!

"Coming!" Meng Shan sang softly. Then he grew up and stepped into the sky solemnly and resolutely.

The other ten disciples of bizhufeng also got up slowly and followed Meng Shan in silence.

The vigorous wind blew up the robes and hair of the disciples of Bizhu peak, as if it were blowing an army that regarded death as a return. In them, there is no timidity or anxiety, only the detachment and determination to put life and death aside.

"Someone stop!" Meng Shan said slowly, but his voice rang through the sky.

Even though he has only the strength in the middle of Mahayana, his sharp edge still makes many sword lights stand still.

Many peak leaders looked at the more than ten disciples of Bizhu peak with appreciation, with a trace of struggle in their eyes.

"Meng Shan, it's over here. All your disciples of Bizhu peak can join our Tiandu peak." The bearded old man sighed and said slowly, "I promise you won't be unfair in my day."

Meng Shan looked at the bearded old man calmly, with a flash of gratitude in his eyes: "thank deacon Li for his love for my bizhufeng disciple. However, although the number of people on bizhufeng is small, we are all open and honest. We must not watch the foundation of bizhufeng be occupied. Today, our martial brothers swear to live or die with bizhufeng. "

Meng Shan's words are extremely calm, but they reveal a determination that can not be ignored. This determination and determination has moved many peak owners.

"Alas, Chang Ling has received some good disciples. If there is no spring of Lingye, why don't Bi bamboo peak flourish?" Deacon Li, the leader of Tiandu peak, gave a long sigh. Then he turned to look at the friars around him and said coldly, "although the sect has an agreement to seize the peak and is allowed to kill their peers when seizing the peak, I hope you can let these disciples of Bizhu peak live."

The friars of each peak pondered slightly and nodded. Only a few friars at the head of the peak who had a gap with Bizhu peak twinkled in their eyes and didn't say anything.

For these peaks, Deacon Li can only sigh slightly. Having said so much, he did his utmost to bi Zhufeng.

"Well, let's start! As agreed, whoever leaves a spiritual mark on the Lingye spring first, the Lingye spring belongs to which peak! " A gloomy voice suddenly sounded, instantly lifting the spirit of friars on each peak.

On the other hand, Meng Shan severely printed a set of handprints, a huge barrier, covering Bizhu peak.