Taijitian, Lingjian Mountain.

Lingjian Mountain is only a thousand feet high, and billions of ancient swords are inserted on the mountain. Under the sunlight, thousands of swords shine brightly and the sword energy soars into the sky.

There is an open and flat stone platform on the top of the mountain called the sword controversy platform.

The sword contest is held once a hundred years, which is also a tradition of Taiji Tian Swordsman. If you get a title on the sword contest, you will even be recognized by the Shenwu Arena.

For swordsmen, it is an extremely high honor.

Today, the ancient swordsmanship platform became lively again. More than a hundred strong men from the thirty-six days gathered here.

Yue Tianpeng, the first sword master of Seven Swords Mountain, walked around the crowd with Rouyun Sword Saint, and talked politely with guests from all directions. He was dressed, white in white, white in the upper and lower, pure white inside and out, with a noble and timeless demeanor, generous and calm in dealing with people and things, and was very good at playing the role of the master.

Yue Tianpeng has been a saint for tens of thousands of years, and in his early years he traveled all over the heavens and had a wide range of friendships. Although the strong people who come today may not know them, it is not difficult to get into relationships.

The Seven Swords Club did a lot of effort this time. When they discovered the Tai Chi Sword Palace, they took the initiative to announce that they would invite strong people from all sides to explore together. Although the Seven Swords Club wanted to find someone to share the risks, many strong people had to appreciate it.

The Seven Swords Association is the leader in exploring the Tai Chi Sword Palace. Of course, the strong people present should be more respectful to Yue Tianpeng. Even the powerful people at the level of the gods are very humble and polite.

Everyone has a common goal, the atmosphere is quite harmonious, and even seems relaxed.

At least, all the strong men are chatting and laughing, and they are quite relaxed.

"This is the Zixiao God of Dongjitian Wuliang Sword Sect..."

The Sword Saint Rouyun respectfully introduced the identity of the Zixiao God Lord. She was a guest at this event. Although she had never seen the Zixiao God Lord, she had known his identity for a long time.

Of course, the powerful people at the level of gods should be particularly respected. Although the other party calls himself Zixiao Sword Lord, they are called God Lord out of respect for the level of gods.

Yue Tianpeng also bowed seriously and said with a smile: "Tianpeng has met you. This hasty organization, there will inevitably be some inappropriate aspects. Please forgive me."

Zixiao Jianjun waved his hand and said casually: "It's okay."

He is the deputy leader of the Wuliang Sword Sect, with a high position and a powerful position. He has never seen anything before, so he would not care about these common etiquettes. This time he came here only for one purpose, to see the Tai Chi Sword Palace.

As a sword cultivator, the temptation of Tai Chi Sword Palace is too great. Even if he is seriously injured, he has to come here to find out.

Zixiao Sword Lord is a famous sword cultivator in Dongjitian. Yue Tianpeng has heard of his reputation many times. Just as he was about to make a few more polite words, someone next to him said: "Your organization is really casual this time. You actually let us stay with the holy rank without making a distinction."

The person who speaks has green hair and green eyes, and is as thin as a hair. He looks like a bone frame covered with a layer of black skin, like an evil ghost. This man looks ugly, but he carries two swords, but he has a sharp and stern temperament.

Yue Tianpeng had also read the list of guests and knew that this person was the Sword Lord of the Nanji Tianyouming. Although he looked ugly, his sword technique was quite famous in the Siji Tiantian.

Although the other party was extremely rude, Yue Tianpeng did not dare to be rude. He apologized: "This time it was my negligence, please forgive me..."

The Nether God Lord said coldly: "Don't say these nonsense, hurry up and enter the Tai Chi Sword Palace."

Yue Tianpeng said in embarrassment: "God, it's not time yet. If you say something, it's not easy to regret it. Please wait a moment."

The God of Netherworld was a little unhappy and was about to scold him, Yue Tianpeng said again: "I still have some Huangquan Soul-Suppressing Tea. While there is still time, please ask the God of God to taste it..."

Huangquan is known as the source of the Nine Netherworlds. The soul-suppressing tea produced in it is of great benefit to practitioners who practice the secret method of the Netherworld. Although the Netherworld God does not need such an external object, he likes the taste of the soul-suppressing tea.

Yue Tianpeng can be said to be in his favor and expressed his sincerity in hospitality.

Although the Netherworld Sword Lord is a perverse person, the ultimate god seems too stingy if he is displeased with this little thing.

He shook his sleeves and said, "Forget it, you go and do things first."

Yue Tianpeng smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll invite the God to have a tea when I come back."

At this time, a long dragon roar came from the sky, and the clouds were surging, and a pair of men and women walked out side by side from the void.

The man was wearing majestic and beautiful dark gold armor, a long blood-colored cloak, a heroic appearance, and a powerful aura. As soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of everyone present.

The woman was wearing close-fitting blue scales, and her eyebrows were so heroic. But she was like a foil next to the man, and she had no sense of existence at all.

This pair of men and women is Gao Zhengyang and Ao Zhen. Gao Zhengyang, who has changed into a new armor, is extremely sexy and cool. He is not restrained at all, so of course he attracts attention.

The Netherworld God King stared at Gao Zhengyang fiercely like the green eyes of ghost fire. The ghost fire flashed in the green eyes, trying to see through Gao Zhengyang's background.

But no matter how the Xuanyin Ghost Eye adjusts and changes, it cannot see through the Dragon Emperor Armor.

This actually aroused the interest of the God of Netherworld. He specialized in the secret method of Netherworld. According to Buddhism, he practiced the way of heavenly ghosts and liked the power of Taiyin the most.

Gao Zhengyang's Dragon Emperor Armor fuses the Xuanlong Armor and absorbs the endless source of darkness. It is too attractive to the Netherworld God Lord.

"What is this guy's origin? It's so annoying."

Of course, the God of Netherworld did not know Gao Zhengyang and asked casually.

"This chief guest Gao Zhengyang of the Dragon Palace is a saint in the heavenly rank, and is very impressive."

Yue Tianpeng felt Gao Zhengyang's progress and became more vigilant. However, he tried to be objective when introducing it, and did not involve personal emotions.

All the people present are old guys who have lived for countless thousands of years. They may have a weird personality, but there are no fools. Yue Tianpeng will not be bored to provoke anything.

But looking at the appearance of the Netherworld God, it seems to be quite interesting to Gao Zhengyang.

The Netherworld God could not see through Gao Zhengyang, and his eyes turned to Ao Zhen again. He could only see that the other party was a dragon clan and could not see anything else.

The dragon clan is rampant in the sky. Although the internal struggle is powerful, it is still a group to the outside world.

Although the Netherworld God is not afraid, he will not provoke the other party without any need.

He withdrew his gaze and muttered disdainfully: "So arrogant, it turns out that he is the guy who kneels down and licks the female dragon, hahaha..."

The God of Netherworld laughed twice, and Yue Tianpeng smiled indifferently out of politeness. The Sword Saint Rouyun also forced a smile. However, the Sword Master Zixiao looked at Gao Zhengyang with a solemn look on his face. He did not have the intention of cooperating with the God of Netherworld.

"Sorry, two gods, I'll leave first..."

After Yue Tianpeng saluted respectfully, he greeted Gao Zhengyang and Ao Zhen.

Although Taijitian is big, the Shenlong Palace expands very quickly. Although there is no substantial conflict with Qijian Mountain, both sides are secretly competing.

This time, the Seven Swords will organize many powerful people to go to the Tai Chi Sword Palace. It can be said that it has made a big splash and immediately completely suppressed the powerful Shenlong Palace.

But looking at Gao Zhengyang's condition, it seemed that his cultivation level had improved greatly. Yue Tianpeng's little joy was gone.

The most important and fundamental thing in the heavens and the worlds is power. No matter how powerful the sound is, it is empty. It is vulnerable in the face of truly powerful forces.

Yue Tianpeng adjusted his mind secretly and greeted him with a smile on his face.

The Netherworld Sword Lord was even more upset. Yue Tianpeng actually threw away them and went to meet a pair of holy ranks. He wanted to take out Yue Tianpeng's holy core and chew it hard to swallow it.

But he just thought about it, after all, he still had to use Yue Tianpeng. However, if he had this opportunity in Tai Chi Sword Palace, he would not be polite.

Of course, the most important thing is the man wearing dark gold armor. No matter what, he will find an opportunity to kill him and get that powerful magic weapon.

The Nether Sword Lord's eyes turned and suddenly said to the Zixiao Sword Lord: "Do you know that little thing?"

He had several contacts with Zixiao Jianjun in his early years, and he was barely acquaintance. He also spoke less scruples.

Zixiao Sword Lord looked at Youming Sword Lord and said with a complicated expression: "I know, this person is Gao Zhengyang, very, very unusual."

After considering it, Zixiao Sword Lord was embarrassed to say that Gao Zhengyang was very strong, so he emphasized it very unusually. As for how the Sword Lord of the Netherworld, it was nothing to do with him.

The Nether Sword Lord didn't pay attention to this little trick in language. He said unexpectedly: "You really know him. I think his life span is not more than five hundred years."

For the God who uses ten thousand years as the unit of time, five hundred years is the time to retreat once.

No matter what kind of power it is, it takes time to accumulate. Five hundred years of being able to become a saint in the heavenly level made the Nether Sword King a little surprised. But such a short life is destined to have no foundation, so he doesn't take it seriously.

"yes."

Zixiao Sword Lord responded casually without comment. He also saw that the Sword Lord of the Netherworld seemed to be interested in Gao Zhengyang.

If he is a good friend, he must be solemnly warned the other party. But Zixiao Sword Master is so happy to see him unlucky. But he is not so kind to remind him of anything.

The cycle of the era is revolving, and all living beings are competing for the glimmer of hope. Without one divine level, one less competitive enemy is missing. What's more, the other party is so annoying.

In fact, there are many people who are interested in Gao Zhengyang. Most of them are interested in his Dragon Emperor Jia.

There is nothing else, it is a crime to bear a treasure.

Although the remelted Dragon Emperor Armor has no weapon spirit, it is a real eleventh-level artifact. Moreover, it absorbs the source of darkness and essentially improves the quality of the Dragon Emperor Armor. The qualities it displays are also extremely rare among the eleventh-level artifacts.

Gao Zhengyang is also an unmistakable holy-level powerhouse. A holy-level powerhouse, wearing an eleventh-level magical artifact, will naturally attract countless greedy eyes.

It's like a child wandering around in the city with gold nuggets. Wealth that does not match his own strength will cause trouble.

Gao Zhengyang found it very funny and a little excited about the many coveted gazes. He is still quite violent in his bones and likes to fight.

But the numerous education he received left some mark of orderly on him.

Others think that Gao Zhengyang is very barbaric and domineering. In fact, he still abides by certain orders. It’s just that this order is set up by himself. This makes him like to occupy the truth when fighting.

Gao Zhengyang did not mean to cause trouble on purpose. But the Dragon Emperor Armor must not be used, nor could he silence all the enemies every time. Why should you sneak up on things that can't be hidden?

This kind of grandeur seems to be a swagger in the eyes of others and is telling everyone that I am trying to exaggerate me!

Because of Gao Zhengyang's arrival, the atmosphere on the sword controversy became a bit subtle.

"This guy is so arrogant. I bet he can't live for three days!"

Feng Qingling chuckled softly, with a little contempt in her beautiful golden phoenix eyes.

She is a pure-blooded phoenix tribe, not very old, but she is already well-known in the Antarctic Heaven and is a powerful sword cultivator who has emerged from the phoenix tribe.

She felt that Tai Chi Tian’s vitality was turbid and low, and she felt uncomfortable if she took a breath. If Tai Chi Sword Palace had not been the ancestor of the sword cultivators of all heavens, Feng Qingling would not have gone to Tai Chi Tian himself.

Feng Qingling likes to do things in a low-key manner, but the arrogance in the Feng clan makes her look down on any inferior lives. Gao Zhengyang is just a holy rank, but she is proud and swaggering, which makes her particularly dislike.

"Yes, judging by his arrogant look, I wish I could take out all my underwear to show off!"
To be continued...