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The first thousand one hundred and thirty nine chapters

"Hmph, why do I need to inform you?" Fairy Yunyun snorted coldly. The other party almost wanted to wipe her, Wu Lingkong and the other four, which obviously made her feel uneasy.

At the foot of Piaomiao Peak Mountain, she was not afraid. She wrapped her hands around her chest and a sneered sneer on her lips, saying, "Unless you call me a nice sound, I may consider helping you, otherwise, if I screamed and molested here, I, the master of Piaomiao Peak, will you be doomed again."

"You are not so sinister, are you?" Wang Teng's mouth twitched.

"Why can't it be? You should do everything you can to deal with a cruel and ruthless person like you." Fairy Yunyun smiled even more happily.

Wang Teng's face darkened, and with a squeak, he was about to rush over, and said in a cold voice: "Then I will capture you first."

"Wang Teng, this is my Piaomiao Peak. If you dare to attack me, I promise you won't get out of here." Fairy Yunyun widened her beautiful eyes and said.

Wang Teng frowned. He was not here to find trouble. If he really captured his immortal-level genius in front of the mountain gate, it would be really inappropriate.

"Yunyun, friends come from afar, how can you treat your guests like this?" At this moment, a misty old woman's voice spread from the peak and resounded through the nearby waters.

"Ah, Grand Master!" Fairy Yunyun shouted.

An old woman in plain clothes flew out from the mountain, her wide robe fluttered, exuding a breath of immortality.

This is the old woman in plain clothes who once took Wu Qingcheng away in the southern region. She is also a famous person of high generation on Piaomiao Peak. The disciples in the sect often call her "Miao Lao".

"Senior past." Wang Teng also bowed.

He felt a sense of sternness in his heart. He had not entered the ancestral realm before, and could not see the depth, and he could feel the terror of this old man even more.

Even now, he could not see through the other party at all. His body was unfathomable and the waves were like the sea.

"Little guy, we've met again. The progress has been obvious in recent years." Old Miao looked up and down at Wang Teng, smiled slightly, and said.

She stood in the air, her plain clothes fluttering, and there was no breath outside on her body, but she felt a sense of unity with the heaven, earth and the sea.

It seems that every move can affect this world, and this world is very terrifying.

"You are here to find Qingcheng, come with me." Old Miao chuckled.

The Piaomiao Peak covers a vast area, with spiritual land everywhere, one mountain after another, flowing with clouds and auspicious air soars into the sky, and silver waterfalls hang down from the cliff walls, reflecting colorful light in the sunlight.

The mountains are misty, clouds and mist, and there are many palaces and towers. Some young men and women fly on swords, just like people from the immortal family, free and easy.

Wang Tengfei was flying there and couldn't help but be amazed.

The overseas fairy island is indeed extraordinary. The rich spiritual energy here has really reached an amazing level. The plants and trees are connected with each other, and the birds and beasts are not surprised when they meet people. It is like a pure land outside the world.

There are also some rare birds and beasts that look like three-legged golden crows, sun birds, and purple unicorns, appearing full of vitality.

Finally, Miao Lao took Wang Teng to a wide open open space.

Young people are practicing martial arts, swallowing and spitting out the food in front of the morning glow, and their white clothes are fluttering, which is a bit spectacular. This is the place where Piaomiao Peak disciples practice daily morning classes.

"See Mr. Miao." The disciples saluted one by one.

"Qingcheng, look at who this is?" Old Miao smiled and said to one of the disciples.

A woman in white was sitting cross-legged in the crowd, with a graceful figure, charming the whole country, and beautiful country, she was like a goddess, outstanding.

Wu Qingcheng in the mainland, he was a beauty who harmed the country and the people. Even in Piaomiao Peak, the holy land of the immortal family, it was still extremely prominent. I don’t know how many male disciples I secretly admired on her on weekdays.

"Wang Teng?" Wu Qingcheng finally saw Wang Teng beside Old Miao. He was stunned at first, and then an unconcealed surprise immediately emerged from his pretty face.

In the minds of many disciples of Piaomiao Peak, she is holy and quiet, and rarely acts too intimately towards other men.

However, he ran over without regard for his image, grabbed Wang Teng's hand, and had an extremely moving smile on his pretty face. As long as he was a discerning person, he could tell at a glance that it was a woman who would only give the man he liked.

Wang Teng also smiled. Seeing Yiren goodbye, his heart was very warm. He immediately blocked Wu Qingcheng in his arms.

"Ah...I saw something!"

"No, tell me this is not true."

In an instant, countless male disciples from Piaomiao Peak screamed, their hearts were broken, and they beat their chests and stamped their feet.

Many people looked at Wang Teng with blood dripping from their eyes, as if they had a grudge to kill their father.

Wu Qingcheng didn't expect that Wang Teng would do such an extraordinary move in public. His pretty face blushed, but he did not refuse. His head was buried in Wang Teng's chest, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a separation, I haven’t seen it for three years. It’s the pain of longing for love that others cannot understand.

"Let him go." At this moment, a loud roar spread and a man walked over with gritted teeth.

His weapon is majestic and his spirit is as rich as jade, and he is the golden sky that has not been seen for several years.

Jin Xiao has not seen him for several years, and his breath has become much stronger. His blood and energy are like the sea, like a golden sun. He admires Wu Qingcheng for several years and has never done his wish. If Wang Teng had not disturbed the affairs in the southern region, his good things would have been long ago.

"I want to duel with you!" Jin Xiao said with a squeaking chewing.

"Are you sure you can?" Wang Teng raised his eyebrows.

"Stop talking nonsense, look at the move." Jin Xiao was furious and shouted loudly, and punched Wang Teng. The force of the fist was terrifying, like a golden sun, coming across.

The peak of Nine Tribulations.

In recent years, his strength has become more and more terrifying.

This is enough to cause a sensation on the mainland. Even in Piaomiao Peak, he is the first person besides those immortal-level geniuses.

"Jin Xiao, beat me hard and let this country bumpkin know the power of our Piaomiao Peak."

Many disciples of Piaomiao Peak shared the same hatred and shouted for it. Wang Teng hugged Wu Qingcheng and suddenly became the public enemy here.

This kid is too brave, Wu Qingcheng is a flower on Piaomiao Peak.

"Bang!" However, in the face of this punch, Wang Teng just sneered faintly, kicked Jin Xiao's lower abdomen, and then came first. With a bang, Jin Xiao immediately let out a shrill scream, and flew backwards, passing a graceful parabola in the air.

With a loud bang, a mountain collapsed and smoke rose.

Those people suddenly felt as if they were struck by lightning, and they were stunned. How could this happen?
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