触摸柔软的皮肤

Three days passed by quickly.

Rainbow Pavilion.

A stick of smoke rose from the incense burner at Jin CuO and Tong Bo mountain. The entire house was filled with spiritual energy, the air was fresh, and it was peaceful and quiet.

PEI lingfei sat on the cloud Bed with her eyes closed, concentrating on her cultivation. The mana around his body circulated like the ocean, surging like the tide and his aura rose steadily.

Although he couldn't increase his cultivation level now, the battle was coming. He needed to maintain his peak condition!

Four female cultivators in black robes and hoods were standing quietly on the side.

When the cigarette in the stove was half-lit, PEI Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, the restrictions of the rainbow Pavilion were slightly touched. Soon after, a familiar voice came from outside the pavilion, " "This lowly official Gao Hui Jing, the three day's time is up, I've specially come to invite you."

"May I ask how the Holy Son is living? Is there any inconvenience?"

PEI Ling's mind moved and immediately sensed that Gao Huijing was leading two subordinates and was standing in front of the main entrance of the rainbow Pavilion, asking questions.

"Everything's fine, I've made the necessary preparations," he replied.

"I wonder if your Emperor is ready?"

Outside the main entrance of the rainbow Pavilion, Gao Huijing heard this and bowed slightly, saying, " "His Majesty has arrived in the sky of avaricious capital to wait for you."

"Alright, I'll set off now," PEI Ling said.

Gao Huijing nodded slightly and bowed again. &Quot; "I'll go and report to His Majesty now. The Emperor and ministers of our Empire will be waiting for the arrival of the Holy Son."

As soon as he finished speaking, PEI Ling felt the aura outside the door quickly leave.

He lifted his robe and stood up. The moment he stood up, he did not reveal any of his cultivation aura. Instead, there was a powerful and unparalleled momentum that shot up into the sky. It was as if he was a peerless blade that could split the heavens and earth.

The invincible path of all races, momentum first!

Before the battle even started, his strength had already increased by ten percent!

The true immortal's will was right!

At the thought of this, PEI Ling walked out of the main room and said, " "All of you, come to the court."

His voice was calm and not loud, but it spread throughout the entire rainbow Pavilion and into the ears of every cultivator.

The four black-robed female cultivators had graceful figures, but they seemed to have no consciousness as they followed closely behind.

In front of the door of the main house that PEI Ling was staying in was an extremely wide courtyard. The floor was paved with green bricks, and the pond was beautiful.

In the blink of an eye, Shi Nanzi, Lian Zhenzi, Yu ziji, Shu you, and the human cauldrons of the heaven born sect ... Appeared in the originally spacious courtyard. Upon seeing PEI Ling, they all knelt down and bowed."After not seeing you for three days, the celestial Emperor's state of mind seems to have changed again. It's really worthy of congratulations!"

&Quot; the cycle of heaven and earth, the cycle of creation, the cycle of loss and gain. Saint PEI, the pseudo Dao has consumed so much just to greet us. They are indeed the great thieves of this world. Why don't we take this opportunity to spread the plague and uphold the Justice of heaven and earth ... &Quot;

&Quot; Saint master, one day apart feels like three years. We all miss you and are willing to serve you ... &Quot;

PEI Ling looked at them calmly and did not say anything.

Immediately after, li hange brought the Li clan's disciples and Si hongduo over. After entering the moon Cave gate, he immediately bowed and said, " "Saint!"

PEI Ling nodded and looked into the moon Cave gate. After a moment, Ouyang xianxing brought the disciples of the jiansang branch and hurried over. &Quot; "Greetings, Saint! We're late, please forgive us, Holy Son!"

Although the cultivation of the Jian sang branch was low, they had the most people. At this moment, all of them were full of energy and high morale. It was as if they had undergone a rebirth in the past three days.

PEI Ling nodded his head in approval. It was a good thing that the disciples took the initiative to learn and practice hard without his supervision. Especially the disciples of the jiansang branch, who were considered his direct disciples.

As he thought, he took out the large spiritual boat and said briefly, " "Board the boat and go to avaricious capital!"

Everyone's spirits were lifted, and they replied in unison, " "Yes!"

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Avenging capital.

This was the most magnificent and huge city in the vast territory of the colored avarice Empire. It was also the most prosperous place in the entire Empire.

With the city wall as the boundary, the array was in operation within a hundred miles to prevent all ordinary creatures and low-level cultivators from entering. The entrance and exit were through the teleportation array outside the hundred miles to avoid accidental injury.

In the city, the streets and alleys were filled with people and carriages. All the teahouses, restaurants, inns ... Had water mirrors raised.

In the mirror, there was a vast blue sky and white clouds.

In front of the water mirror, mortals, rogue cultivators, and foreign races all swarmed to the mirror, trying to find the most convenient spot to watch.

"The rumors are true! Did the Holy son of the devil's doctrine really come to challenge His Majesty?"

"The news was released by cicada tower, how could it be fake?"

&Quot; that's true. I just didn't expect the Holy Son to be so bold ... &Quot;

&Quot; hehe, that Holy Son didn't even let go of his own sect's sect leader's wife, let alone other sects ... &Quot;

"Speaking of the devil sect's sect master's wife, I have a visual Jade slip from the heavenly born sect here. You only need 80 low-grade spirit stones to make a copy ..."

"An image? The 80 low-grade spiritual stones that the heaven's born sect gave him were definitely fake! How dare you sell fake goods in dynasty? don't you run!"

Just as the horizon started to turn white, the entire capital city was already bustling with noise and excitement.

Countless living beings prepared melon, fruit, and tea, waiting for the Grand occasion.

Beyond the city's defensive formation, a white cloud floated in the sky.

The clouds were like a piece of land, surrounded by a magnificent city Tower.

At this moment, the city gate tower was covered with a magnificent canopy and beaded curtains.

On the throne in the middle, a towering figure was already sitting upright. The twelve crowns were hanging down, and the emperor's expression could not be seen clearly. One could only feel that his breath was as vast as the sea, but it was particularly calm.

Beside the emperor's throne, there were four special seats, and four cultivators who were dressed in a way that did not fit the dynasty's style were seated in them.

The first one was an old man in a blue shirt. His face was old and thin, and his eyes were as clear as a baby's. He held a horsetail whisk in his hand, and his temperament was calm and peaceful, as if he was out of this world. The second was a 128-year-old beauty, wearing a Palace dress with flower hairpins. Her face was Vermillion and Jade-colored, her lips were red and her teeth were white. She had a graceful bearing, and a Luan perched on her shoulder. The third was a man with a bamboo crown and shoes. He was wearing loose hair and a sword case on his back. He was handsome and tall, and sword intent lingered around his body. The last one was a fully armored old general. His armor was already badly damaged, and the iron Blood intent surged out.

They were the envoys from nine luminaries mountain, su zhentian, cold centipede sword sect, and Yan richeng.

Behind the four of them, there were dozens of young disciples standing respectfully. Judging from their cultivation aura, they were all the juniors of the four of them.

These disciples were well-dressed and polite. One could tell that they were from a big sect. However, most of them seemed to have unstable cultivation, as if they were injured and had not yet recovered.

Below the emissaries of the four sects, there were many seats arranged according to the rank of the dynasty officials, and there were no empty seats now.

In front of each seat, there was spiritual fruit and spiritual tea. It was luxurious and exquisite, as if a big banquet was about to begin.