Sign in for a Hundred Years, I Will Become a Peerless Sword Immortal - Chapter 66

“Sign in for a hundred years, I will become a peerless sword fairy (

Meng Fan took out a flying sword, condensed his holy power, used flying swordsmanship, controlled half of his strength, and slashed on the space node.

The powerful sacred power and sword intent bombarded the cracks, and the cracks fluctuated slightly.

Then it was strangled by the power of space to resolve the attack.

With a simple test, Meng Fan came up with some information that this crack could not withstand the impact of the power of the holy rank.

After all, it is the connection point of the space connected to the secret realm. To integrate the rules of the avenue of the sky demon world, the obstacle of space must be weakened, so this place must be very weak.

Just like two cells are connected, the cell wall has been wiped out by the Kunlun Patriarch, leaving only a layer of cell membrane. The rules of the avenue can communicate partly, but it still hinders the exchange of material.

And now the power of the holy level can pierce this layer of membrane!

Meng Fan observed through the kendo sky eye for a while, and suddenly thought of a strategy.

He took out the Great Dream Qianqiu Picture, Yuanshen communicated with Qianqiu pen, a black rod and white tip brush appeared in the flat drawing paper, Meng Fan held Qianqiu pen, Yuanshen communicated with it.

“Build the environment of the Sky Demon Realm!”

Qianqiu pen immediately realized that the tip of the pen was slid on the drawing paper, and within a short while, a corner of the sky demon world appeared in the painting.

The Qianqiu pen is the key to the Great Dream Qianqiu Picture. It used to travel through the Ten Thousand Realms with Wu Chu, the immortal painter, and was able to build the environment of the Ten Thousand Realms. Naturally, the Heavenly Demon Realm also visited.

Meng Fan puts the drawing paper at the space node, and repaints on the drawing paper, painting the environment corresponding to the surroundings, so that the drawing paper blends into the waterfall and blends with the waterfall.

The drawing paper is very mysterious, hidden in it, and Meng Fan can’t see it without using Kendo’s eye.

In this way, Meng Fan can control Qianqiu pen to change the screen of the drawing paper.

Don’t the four great demon saints want to enter the sky demon world?

Meng Fan satisfied their wishes.

The Celestial Demon Realm in the painting is also the Celestial Demon Realm.

As soon as Meng Fan finished all this, four streamers flew over quickly in the distance.

Their breath is strong, and they don’t conceal their holy power at all.

In a blink of an eye, he came to Xuanji Peak.

The Four Great Demon Sages… Meng Fan’s heart was tight, it was such a coincidence.

As soon as he set up the trap, the other party came to the door.

Hong Ni, who felt Shengwei, also came out of the thatched cottage.

She saw the four great demon saints, and she was taken aback for a moment, a little dazed and nervous.

“You should be Xuanji’s new disciple, you call Meng Extraordinary, right?” Jinpeng Demon Saint looked at Meng Fan, his eyes were cold and his tone was proud.

The name Meng Feifan has spread in secrets since he defeated King Xiaopeng at the Kendo Academy and got Hong Ni’s love.

As the ancestor of King Xiaopeng, Demon Sage Jinpeng also knew about this.

The youngest genius of their clan was defeated by others by leapfrogging and losing to others in speed. Finally, he learned that this man was a disciple of Sword Saint Xuanji, which made Jinpeng Demon Saint even if he didn’t even remember.

Even if he didn’t have the Sword Saint Qiang Xuanji himself, the younger brothers were so far behind, and the face of Jinpeng Sword Saint was very uncontrollable.

Therefore, seeing Meng Fan naturally made me feel unhappy.

“Yes, I don’t know what the four seniors call, what happened to Xuanji Peak, Master, his old man has something to leave Xuanji Peak, and he neglected the four seniors. Please forgive me.”

Meng Fan was neither humble nor overbearing, showing the courage that a Juggernaut disciple should have, and asked politely.

“I have seen four demon saints!” Hong Ni quickly walked up, stood with Meng Fan, and pulled La Mengfan’s sleeves, fearing that he would offend the demon saint.

“The princess of the nine-tailed monster fox, the disciple of the sword saint Xuanji, you are talented women, so good-matched.” Qingling Yaosheng said sourly, expressing some envy, the Qingluan clan has always longed for beautiful love.

Hong Ni’s identity, the Demon Sage Qingling Bell, knew that the Sword Master Zixiao was the most outstanding offspring of the Demon Sage Qingling Bell, and her disciples naturally understood some.

The corner of Jinpeng Yaosheng’s mouth twitched, feeling uncomfortable, and couldn’t understand the intimacy of the two.

King Xiaopeng once asked Jinpeng Demon Sage to ask him to propose marriage to the Baiyun Demon Sage and ask to marry Hong Ni.

Demon Saint Jinpeng had sought Demon Saint Baiyun, but Demon Saint Baiyun refused him.

Now that Hong Ni has become someone else’s Taoist companion, and that the other party is better than his own descendants, Jinpeng Demon Sage is inevitably uncomfortable.

He quietly released the coercion of the Holy Dao, and went to suppress Meng Fan, trying to make Meng Fan suffer.

Meng Fan felt the pressure coming and sneered in his heart. This old bird really didn’t have any demon spirit, and he was angry with his junior.

The coercion of his holy path can’t help Meng Fan.

However, in order not to affect his fishing plan, Meng Fan continued to act, with large beads of sweat flowing down his forehead, showing that he was uncomfortable, but he didn’t say a word, his body didn’t shake, and Jinpeng Demon Sage died of anger.

Just release your Shengwei, persuade me to lose… Meng Fan secretly taunted.

Anyway, if it doesn’t work, you will turn your face. As for using Shengwei to teach Meng Fan, it will only refresh his definition of Shengwei.

Jinpeng Yaosheng’s face became more and more ugly. He frowned and looked at Meng Fan. Although Meng Fan kept dripping with water and sweating like rain, he did not change his face and showed no respect for his Shengwei.

Jinpeng Demon Sage’s small movements are naturally not hidden from the other three demon sages.

At a young age, there is such a will, it’s incredible… The Sky Feather Demon Saint nodded to Meng Fan.

“How come Jinpeng Demon Sage writes like this~www.mtlnovel.com~ But there is something extraordinary in this dream.” You Ji Demon Sage looked at Meng Fan with interest.

“Xuanji has accepted a good apprentice, but fortunately it was obtained by my apprentice!” Qingling Demon Saint secretly delighted.

Seeing Meng Fan’s big sweat dripping down, Hong Ni also noticed something was wrong, and quickly helped Meng Fan, then looked at Qingling Demon Saint, begging her to take action.

“Okay, let’s get out of here!” Seeing that it was almost done, the Demon Sage Qingling suddenly spoke, breaking the rigid atmosphere in an instant and helping Meng Fan to get out of the siege.

The green bell demon saint doesn’t want to see beautiful things being destroyed… The young couple is fine, don’t disturb!

“Let’s go, extraordinary, let’s leave here first!” Hong Ni worried about Meng Fan’s energetic and gentle voice transmission.

After all, the other party is a demon saint and can’t afford it.

Without waiting for Meng Fan to speak, Green Bell Demon Saint waved his hand, and a gentle force pushed Meng Fan and Hong Ni down Xuanji Peak.

“This green bell demon saint is pretty good!” Meng Fan was kind to her senses.

But it still doesn’t affect Meng Fan’s idea of ​​putting her in the picture.

The four demon saints began to explore on Xuanji Peak, just like when they were in the Black Sea, every inch of space was not let go.

After Meng Fan and Hong Ni went down the mountain, they did not rush to leave.

Instead, he sat down on a mountain not far away.

“Are you okay, extraordinary!” Hong Ni reached out to check Meng Fan’s situation.

In her opinion, she must have been injured by the coercion exerted by the demon saint.

“It’s okay, just his little means can’t help me.” Meng Fan stopped Hong Ni from checking, and said with a smile.

What Meng Fan said was the truth, but just listening to Hong Ni’s ears became a language of comfort to her.

“It’s all because of me. The demon saint Jinpeng just now was the ancestor of King Xiaopeng.”

Hong Ni is a little bit self-blaming, and she also knows that her beauty is a disaster.