"The elder is too good, and the disciples are self-aware. I am not only qualified but I have more opportunities. Since I have accepted your respect, I will do my best!" Chen Hao replied solemnly on his face.

"Since you know that your qualifications are average, why do you still have to choose the Zangbing Peak with the lowest concentration of the heaven and earth? Do you think your cultivation level has not been improved slowly enough?" The old Taoist looked straight and pinched the long beard on his chin with one hand, and was very dissatisfied.[]

He pondered and said, "Look at my peak, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. Why not just worship me below this peak? As long as you are willing, I can even accept you as a registered disciple, so that your seniority is above most disciples, and from then on, fish leaps to the dragon gate and climbs to the nine heavens!"

"What!" Chen Hao was shocked. Before coming, he had thought that Elder Wang would make things difficult for him on the grounds of the previous things. Who knew that those things had come to an end, but at this moment he asked him to change his sect. Such a taboo would undoubtedly make him offend all the disciples of Zangbing Peak.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said, "I need to ask the master of this peak. If he agrees, I will not be too late for me to come again."

"What's there to ask for advice! That man is just a small Nascent Soul Realm, and he is not even as good as some core disciples. He killed several cultivators in the Divine Transformation Realm by relying on the benefits of the magic circle a few years ago, but after leaving the peak, what else can he do, and he can't even beat you!" The old Taoist said coldly with a deep face.

"But he represents the lord of a peak after all! There are only thirty-six peaks in the entire Supreme Sect. Although this peak is ranked last, it also has its own uniqueness. For example, if the thousands of soldiers buried in the peak are used with all their strength, the disciples will not be sure to have better skills than him."

"It's ridiculous. Those people have all fallen, and the only trace of obsession left remains. Even if they can gather into a huge steel stream, how much lethal can it be? Can you really dare to come to the door when you live in this peak? You must know that there is not only you, you are all too busy to take care of yourself. How can you still have time to take care of you? This matter is settled, don't have another argument, and I will go to explain in person on the side of the Zangbing Peak!"

"No!" Chen Hao exclaimed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "When I came to this peak, someone told his disciple a word. I wonder if the elder has heard of it!"

"What do you mean?" The old Taoist looked strange.

"Nine Netherworlds and Hundreds of Ghosts Walk, one sword breaks the sky!"

"Bold!" As soon as the words were finished, the old Taoist suddenly stood up, and with a "click" sound, his right hand unknowingly turned the bed frame made of ebony into pieces, and the broken wood splashed everywhere, falling to the ground made a dull "bangbang" sound.

"Who told you this! Jing Fan, the master of that generation??"

"I don't know his real name, but I just heard everyone else call him 'Old Qiong'!"

"Hmph! It turns out it was him. Ten years ago, he was knocked down from the Divine Transformation Realm to the Dancheng Realm. Isn't it enough? He actually took the courage of an ambitious leopard to provoke me? Do he know that if I took action, it would be as simple as being severely injured, and even his life would be lost?"

Chen Hao's whole body was shocked. It turned out that "Old Qiong" had not been healed. No wonder he broke through the realm of transformation in one month, rather than the talent he had thought before.

All of this has the answer, but unexpectedly, not only did the sentence not break the dilemma, but instead made the situation mess up, and the waves were not settled again. Where did the anger of Elder Wang come from? Could it be that what secret is hidden in the words that Mr. Qiong told him?

The old Taoist stood there, his purple Taoist robe danced without wind. He seemed to suddenly remember something, his face gradually opened up with anger, lowered his eyes, and finally waved his hand and said, "Forget it, the cause of the past has created the fruit of today. Many years ago, I owed their peak master a favor. Now his disciples should come to ask for it. You should go by yourself, but remember that if you do not meet my requirements in five years, even if you hide in those large formations, you will not be able to escape my means!"

"Since my disciple agrees, he will naturally keep it in mind!"

Chen Hao stood up and replied respectfully. When he turned around and crossed the threshold of this house, a sigh rose for no reason. Don’t he know that the world is rich in energy? But his heart is not here, and he can still hide his secrets in the Tibetan Bing Peak, which has few disciples. If he comes here to practice day and night, he will definitely attract the attention of those who are interested. If he is noticed by this elder Wang, he will probably not even have any bones left.

Although this time, he relied on the perfect fantasy technique to hide it, this matter is indisputable. What is the difference in this skill? If you meet a cultivator with innate divine eyes, you will probably have nowhere to hide. Although the registered disciple of an elder sounds glorious, you must be blessed to be saved.

Shaking his head gently, a green lotus emerged from his feet, causing his body to rise up quickly, and soon turned into a tiny black dot. At this time, the scorching sun in the sky slowly drew an angle, and the beam of light hit the huge purple star, leaving a shadow dragging the old-fashioned one on the entire mountain, and the black dot could not be found.

The wind whistled, Chen Hao frowned, with a lot of thoughts in his heart. Suddenly, a few loud crane sounds came from his ears, accompanied by wind pressure several times more than just now.

He looked up and saw a luxurious colorful carriage galloping over, with two wings of white horse iron hooves standing in the void making a crisp sound. The wheels moved forward like rolling thunder, and several gray cranes accompanied the carriage, with some tall guards in white robes sitting on each side. Each of them was floating in the air, emitting colorful light.

"Who is this!" Chen Hao took a breath. Who in the carriage was actually setting up such a big battle in this Supreme Immortal Sect. Aren't you afraid of arousing the dissatisfaction of some of the seniors in the sect? Even those arrogant elders were not so luxurious when traveling.

"Doway!" Just as he was thinking, a person on the crane shouted loudly, and the light of the magic weapon suddenly increased and exuded awe-inspiring majesty, as if he would hit Chen Hao's chest in the next moment.

Chen Hao's pupils shrank before he was about to jump away, but he found that the carriage was coming very quickly. Even if he tried his best to avoid it, it was still within 50% of the 50% chance. He simply stopped and shouted lightly ink-green light all over his body, like a stubborn stone that had been through vicissitudes of life and was ready for all the impact.

The man in white robe looked angry, and the magic sword on his chest flew out with a sharp sound, bringing out the colorful sky. He actually arrived first, rushed in front of the carriage and slashed at Chen Hao.

"Ding~"

With a sound of gold and iron fighting, Chen Hao blocked his chest with his arms, and he felt a powerful force that shocked him, causing his body to stagger back a few steps, his blood surging all over his body, and there was a trace of salty and fishyness in his throat.

His pupils shrank and looked at the front again. The attendant with the cultivation level of the Divine Transformation Realm was quite good. What was the origin of the person in the carriage?

But before he could think about it, the four horse hooves shining with cold light were less than an inch away from his body. The whistling wind that fell cut his skin and stinged with a faint sting. If he really let him step on, he would have to be seriously injured.

He snorted coldly, and a pagoda flew out of his body, illuminating a cloud, and a small white whirlwind hovering above the tower was facing the fierce horse's hooves.

"Boom!"

With a sudden thunder, Chen Hao's body was shaken back more than ten feet. A mouthful of blood finally couldn't help but spew out, turning into blood mist in the sky, refracting colorful sunlight, making it look very weird.

However, the two horses were not feeling well. They were as if they had fallen into a trap, and deep bone-visible scars fell on their bodies. Blood gushed out, causing a strong fragrance of medicine to fill the air, as if they had knocked over some brocade box containing spiritual materials in heaven and earth.

"Bold! Being arrogant! How dare I hurt my young master's car driver!"

The several servants on the crane couldn't help but shout when they heard the Tianma crying. Several streams of colorful flashed through the air. This time, everyone took all their strength!

Chen Hao's heart was shocked. As soon as the bronze pagoda came into contact with the light emitted by these magic weapons, it made a "rattle" sound. Chen Hao even felt that if he had not absorbed the origin of the wind in the nine-level beast world, this thing would have exploded and shattered.

"Click!"

The crack on the top of the tower widened a little longer. Chen Hao shook his head and put it away, allowing the light of those magical instruments to fall on his body.

The clothes were broken and flew away in an instant. It was not a good magic weapon, and it was normal to damage it at this moment. The light fell on the body and made a sound like a hammer hitting the anvil.

"puff!"

Chen Hao sprayed blood again from his mouth, and felt like a huge rock was running over his body. If the magic weapon really hit him, even if his body was promoted to the Fourth Realm of Demon Iron, he would be severely injured.

He roared clearly and dared not keep anything anymore. The golden divine light in his pupils burst out like tiny golden swords, touching those magic weapons that flew over quickly.

A "bang" sounded like two rivers of light fighting each other, shaking up the sky, one of which tore through the clouds, the other turned into the earth, lifting countless big rocks, rumbling and rolling on the ground, and it took a long time to slowly stop.

"Huh!" Seeing that Chen Hao actually blocked this move, all the attendants on the crane were shocked. When they looked at each other, they could see the incredible gazes flashing in the other party's pupils, and they wanted to continue to take action. At this time, a faint voice came from the carriage.

"Let's do it slowly!"

The curtain of the car was lifted with a silence, and two handsome men with beautiful gods walked out of it. One of them was tall, but who was not Qin Wufeng?
Chapter completed!