Chapter 1927 The Challenge of the Plane Ceiling

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"Are you going to have a decisive battle with him now?"

Instead of panicking and stopping, Mo Feng became excited.

It was as if he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

"No one can predict his usual movements, but now it's really a coincidence."

"In the past few days, he has officially launched a challenge to Holy Lord Qianyuan of Tongxu Holy Land. This is the most sensational event in the Immortal Clan recently."

"Even the fighting on the front lines has temporarily stopped."

Jiang Cheng also became interested.

"Is it so grand?"

"Yes, it was difficult to find him originally, but now we can go to Tongxu Holy Land to find him in the name of watching the battle."

"Are outsiders allowed to watch a battle of this level?"

Mo Feng nodded, "The previous three challenges of the Holy Emperor were all conducted in secret. Only in this battle, Tongxu Holy Land allowed outsiders to watch."

Brother Cheng touched his chin and began to speculate maliciously.

"Is this Holy Lord Qianyuan also a ostentatious king?"

"But can he beat that Holy Emperor? Don't pretend to be so good that you end up pretending instead."

Mo Feng silently complained in his heart, why are your focuses always so different?

"When do you plan to go there?"

"Now!"

Brother Cheng raised his right hand and said, "Lead the way!"

Mo Feng accepted the order happily.

His idea is simple, this is a copy of the competition for the throne of God.

It doesn't matter whether the immortal clan can be unified together, as long as they can follow Jiang Cheng to win in the end.

"Um, can you change your appearance?"

Jiang Cheng's expression suddenly turned unkind.

"Why, do you think my appearance is not worthy of appearing in high-end occasions?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

Mo Feng quickly waved his hand and denied it.

"You also know that many people here in the Immortal Clan are from the Third Era."

"You were so famous before, many people could recognize you at a glance."

"Once you show up publicly, it will definitely cause huge waves, and the decisive battle may be cancelled."

"In order to avoid unnecessary complications, it is reasonable to hide your identity temporarily."

Hearing him say that he was famous, Brother Cheng's face brightened slightly.

"It's rare that you can still say some words of wisdom."

He really changed his face.

Although he still changed in a handsome direction, at least others couldn't recognize him as Jiang Cheng at a glance.

He casually took out a mirror and looked at it. He felt inexplicably melancholy.

"Oh, the burden of fame. This is the trouble of being a celebrity."

"Why don't you put this sword away?"

Mo Feng looked at the Wu Dao sword wrapped in a black chain in his left hand, and didn't understand why he had to tie the sword up and show it outside.

This is really eye-catching.

Jiang Cheng put away the mirror and casually changed the Wu Dao Sword into a meaningless scabbard to cover it up.

Then Dandan said: "How can a sword cultivator throw away his sword? This is a kind of cultivation, you don't understand."

"By the way, if anyone asks about me later, just say it's your good friend Junshuai Taoist God."

Three black lines appeared on Mo Feng's forehead.

As the two of them walked forward, Jiang Cheng soon felt a strange feeling.

The purple heart crystal in his heart gradually became warm.

"Are there other sons of gods nearby?"

He continued to move forward, and the closer he got to the direction of Tongxu Holy Land, the stronger the feeling became.

He had clearly felt a calling.

Something seemed to be attracting his divine heart.

Two days later, he and Mo Feng arrived at Tongxu Holy Land.

At this time, the heart of God became more and more restless, almost becoming uncontrollable.

"Taoist Huishi?"

"I've met senior!"

"Nice to meet you."

Outside the Holy Land, there was already a sea of ​​people.

The Huishi Taoist incarnation of Mo Feng is still very famous.

Along the way, many Taoist saints and Taoist gods took the initiative to say hello.

Mo Feng also held up his hands repeatedly, "I have admired you for a long time!"

After eighty thousand years of adaptation, he can recognize most of the Taoist gods here.

And he also knew very well that quite a few of these Taoist gods were like him, having traveled through time from the Third Era.

It's just that no one dares to reveal their identity casually, so they can only guess.

Several Taoist gods and Taoist saints looked at Jiang Cheng curiously.

"Taoist Huishi, who is this?"

Mo Feng quickly smiled and said, "This is a handsome Taoist god who has just recently left seclusion."

"Junshuai Taoist?"

Everyone around was surprised. Is there such a weird title?

Moreover, they didn't sense any energy aura from Jiang Cheng's body.

Several time-travelers from the Third Era clearly sensed the aura of immortal power, and they immediately became hostile.

This is a competitor!

But, how could this person still have the aura of immortality in the First Era?

"Is he really a Taoist god?"

"Why don't I look like that?"

Someone deliberately teased.

"Fellow Taoist, where do you come from? Do you dare to tell me your roots?"

Faced with doubts, Brother Cheng became a little impatient.

"Whether I am a Taoist god or not, what does it have to do with you?"

"They're all here to watch the show, so they're very lenient!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them turned black.

Mo Feng was secretly helpless, Master Jiang was really not afraid of offending anyone wherever he went.

Arriving outside the mountain gate of Tongxu Holy Land, there was an Immortal to welcome him immediately.

"Ah, isn't this Senior Huishi? Please come over here!"

Jiang Cheng took a look and saw that the cultivation of the Immortal had reached the Taoist level.

"Your service is quite attentive. Can everyone watching the game be received?"

"Ha, this fellow Taoist is joking. There is nothing shameful in our Tongxu Holy Land, so we are naturally not afraid of outsiders entering."

The two of them followed the guiding immortal forward, and suddenly a chair of gold, silver and copper appeared in front of them.

Each seat is carved with complex patterns and glows with mysterious light, looking like a piece of art.

The seats are distributed in an annular shape and divided into three circles.

The golden seats are the least, with only a few dozen in total, distributed in the inner circle.

In the middle are silver seats, hundreds of them.

The copper chairs are distributed on the outermost periphery, and there are thousands of them.

Jiang Cheng and Mo Feng observed for a while and felt that the arrangement of these seats seemed to be full of mysterious atmosphere.

It's just that I can't see why for a while.

"Huishi Taoist God, you are the first-level Taoist God. You can sit here."

The guiding immortal led Mo Feng to one of the empty copper chairs.

This is considered a VIP seat, but junior Taoist gods can only sit on bronze chairs, while high-level Taoists can sit on gold chairs.

As for Dao Sheng Dao Zun, he can only watch the battle below or even outside the holy place.

Mo Feng naturally had no objection, and Brother Cheng was too lazy to find a seat at the VIP table, so he sat down on the copper chair next to him as a matter of course.

As soon as he sat down, the Immortal Jie Yin couldn't help but be startled.

"I wonder who this fellow Taoist is? He looks very unfamiliar. Is he also a Taoist god?"

Jiang Cheng had already crossed his legs and curled his lips when he heard this, "What else?"

The Immortal Jieyin waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's nothing, as long as you like it."