My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 665 Ren Chaoge VS Roten
"It's such a joy to have friends coming from afar. The Demon Lord is exhausted from the journey, so it's not too late to take a rest before discussing each other."

A voice like the sound of heaven sounded, and Yue Linglong stepped into the void and floated from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

She is dressed in graceful purple clothes and her hair is pulled high, like Chang'e in the moon palace.

It's just that she was wearing a veil, so she couldn't see her face clearly, it was hazy and beautiful.

"Linglong Xianzun, with excellent virtues, is worthy of being the number one goddess in the world. Luo is also a man who admires beauty. In today's battle, I will not kill her, but I want to see the fairy's true face."

Roten stood up proudly, domineering.

"Linglong once made an oath that she will not reveal her veil until she dies. If the Demon Lord wants to go his own way, he still needs to show his true skills."

Yue Linglong Orchid pointed to a green handle, and sent a pipa studded with pearls, which was extremely bright.

This is a top-level Taoist instrument, the Yunhe Liulipa.

The rare magic weapon that uses sound to enter the Tao is very famous in the Northern Territory, breaking everything with music.

It is said that its attack cannot be resisted by several shields of sand from the Ganges River, and one object falls one object.

"Being able to witness a fairy playing the piano with my own eyes is a great joy in life!"

Roten's eyes were bright, and when he was fighting the woman, his killing spirit was restrained just right, and there was no hint of greed on his face.

"Think that the disguise is good, so I can't see the wretched feelings deep in your heart?"

Li Huaifeng curled his lips in disdain, a little white dragon like himself wants to see Yue Linglong's true face, you unscrupulous villain, what kind of old uncle are you pretending to be?
"The new sound contains all the emotions of the past and the present. At the end of the song, no one will be seen, and there will be many peaks and green peaks on the river."

Suddenly, Yue Linglong's verdant fingers suddenly played the music.

Cooperating with her voice like the sounds of nature, the scene fell into an illusion, and the countless exotic flowers and plants around were happily unfolding.

The melodious sound reaches directly into the depths of the human spirit.

Roten's sword eyebrows suddenly condensed, and he waved his sleeves and said, "The wind rises from the sky."

The gust of wind blew up in an instant, trying to blow away the sound of the piano by the wind.

However, the Yunhe glazed arpeggio talisman is transformed into colorful brilliance, and when Yue Linglong sings alone, the blessing of the two phases is like the rolling sky and river, surging endlessly.

The strong wind could not disperse her musical notes, but made the sound spread wider, forming a series of colorful sound pattern spells around her.

Roten stood in it, his body couldn't help shaking, and his mental strength showed signs of loosening.

"The ten sects of immortality have different magical powers. The Linglong Immortal Venerable uses the invisible voice to dissolve the tangible power of Roten. The realm is higher, and the spiritual penetration is even more difficult to guard against."

Li Huaifeng said pleasantly that it would be a great thing for him if Rothen stopped here.

"There are flowers and grass, there are songs and there are songs, if you sing about wine, how much is life!"

Ren Chaoge lay lazily on the ground, drinking wine with Li Huaifeng, how happy it was.

"Glamourous Charm!"

Roten sensed the mysterious strength of the opponent, and suddenly changed his attack, and blessed Mr. Jia Dao's earth beam into the Feng Zi Jue.

A vortex of Xuanji was formed, and the notes were actually entangled in it, unable to break free.

"Pei wants to stop the fairy steps, but the spring is suspicious of swallowing at night. The end of the song is the same, and the sound is very emotional."

Yue Linglong has a clear mind and is not disturbed by external forces, so she can play faster.

The previous notes are like a small river, continuous.

At this moment, the notes are like the roar of the Yellow River, passionate for thousands of miles.

Notes are transmitted by the wind, but the artistic conception is still above the wind.

Xuanji's air mass was mixed with countless notes, breaking apart one by one, and swept towards Rothen's body.

"Thousands of voices from nature, although vast and incomparable, have their own rhythm. This rhythm is both an attack and a flaw. Immortal Linglong, offended."

Roten's eyes lit up, and his understanding was beyond imagination.

The previous attack was just a test, looking for Yue Linglong's flaws.

"Snow Jue, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow."

An empty space appeared above Roten's head again, and three thousand miles of sunny spring snow fell in the air.

There are countless mandala flowers, orchids, and all kinds of exotic flowers and plants around, covered with a layer of ice crystals, and completely wrapped.

The beauty of spring is replaced by the harshness of winter.

This is the law of natural replacement, which cannot be changed by manpower.

"Big pearls and small pearls fall on a jade plate."

Yue Linglong's pearl-like eyes are unprecedentedly hot, and her ten fingers are like lightning. She plays on the pipa repeatedly, creating dazzling afterimages.

Her notes filled the sky, countless.

However, Roten's Snow Art spreads for three thousand miles, several times her size.

Notes have a rhythm, and snow falls also have a rhythm.

These white snows are constantly changing the pattern of falling, and the [-]-mile high mountain has been turned into a snow-capped and frozen peak, making people feel cold all over.

"A moment of youth is infinitely beautiful, but the beauty is easy to grow old."

Roten's arm shook, and the Fanghua Blade flew out in an instant, half a step away.

It wanders in the cracks of countless notes, fluttering, the snow falls without a trace, and the wind passes silently, but a touch of bright red bursts out in the air, contributing a colorful beauty to the white world.

In the next second, the veil covering Yue Linglong's face slipped off.

At the same time, the sound of the music suddenly stopped.

After one move, the winner is already divided.

"I'm defeated!"

Yue Linglong's face was full of various amorous feelings, and she smiled leisurely.

After the veil slipped, half of her face was shown in front of Li Huaifeng and Ren Chaoge, her skin was as snow-white as it was flawless, as beautiful as the legend.

And the other half of his face was hidden behind Yunhe Liulipa, still holding the pipa half-hidden.

"Luo has no intention of offending, but just wants to see the fairy face!"

Rothen's dragon walks like a tiger, and the imperial sky strikes.

"I live at the head of Hongqiao, and you live at the end of Hongqiao. Every night I miss you and see you, and drink Hongqiao water together. Bu Yi, see you on Huangquan Road!"

Suddenly, Yue Linglong looked at the sky and smiled, and played with the pipa softly.

Two musical notes surged out, passing through her body, causing a smear of blood to appear at the corner of her mouth, actually committing suicide?

"You can live, why choose to die? What a passionate woman!"

Li Huaifeng laughed dumbly.

"Immortal Venerable."

Countless female disciples knelt on the ground, covered their faces and wept, and took off their veils one after another.

It can be seen that each of them has an obvious birthmark on the left face, which casts an irreparable defect on the delicate appearance.

With a wave of Roten's sleeve robe, he opened the Yunhe Liulipa, only to see the same cinnabar birthmark on Yue Linglong's face.

"Half fairy, half ugly girl." Roten regretted.

"It's no wonder You Lanjing has covered her whole life with a veil, so there is such a secret." Ren Chaoge sighed.

"Incompleteness is also beautiful. Whether it's perfect or not, it's too prosperous to decline. I think her true face is more perfect."

Li Huaifeng smiled, full of sincerity.

At this time, the wind and snow cleared, and in the dark blue sky, there were two stars shining brightly, one was Altair and the other was Vega.

"The two stars hug each other, and Roten can be regarded as a perfect couple." Li Huaifeng envied.

The three of them walked down the mountain thoughtfully without stopping.

That night, they set up a bonfire on the bank of Hongqiao and rested in place. Their relationship was calm but strange, like an enemy or a friend, which was hard to explain.

"Uncle, it's your turn to fight Roten tomorrow!"

Li Huaifeng took a sip of the thousand-year dream, wishing that time would stay where it was, and dream for a thousand years.

"Yeah, seeing Brother Luo make a move along the way, I'm a little bit itch for skill."

Ren Chaoge laughed boldly.

"Tomorrow is my real journey to unify the Northern Territory!"

Roten's eyes showed a distant color.

Of the ten sects of Immortal Dao, six were defeated and one surrendered, only Shenjijiao, Qintai, and Jixiangtian remained undefeated.

Liusu, son of Qintai, is the head of the three sons of the Northern Territory, and the youngest to become a strong master of the generation. Apart from Jixiangtian, he is the well-deserved No. 1 of the human race.

And Ren Chaoge is also no small matter, not only the number one weirdo in the Northern Territory, but also a madman known for his strength.

His power directly catches up with Emperor Xuanwu, one of the four emperors in ancient times. His realm is the eighth heavenly position, and he is the semi-holy of the human race.

"Brother Li, be smart tomorrow, no one wants to die if you can live." Ren Chaoge said through voice transmission.

"What do you mean, uncle?" Li Huaifeng was puzzled.

Ren Chaoge smiled faintly without explaining.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, the three of them arrived at the western border, a thousand miles away, on a high mountain without stopping.

There are many tall buildings inside, giving people a sense of majesty and long-standing convincing.

This is the seat of the Divine Machine Sect, the Baili Xuanji Pagoda.

At noon, Ren Chaoge and Roten stood on the top of the two tallest ancient towers, and below them was the bottomless ancient Tan of Xuanshui.

Thousands of disciples separated around to witness the demeanor of the strong.

This is the fateful duel.

Of the two peerless masters, only one of them is destined to make it out alive.

(End of this chapter)