The magic power fluctuations on these gods were so powerful. Although Zhonglimei's face had not changed, an indescribable fighting spirit surged in his heart. He also wanted to know what the difference was there compared to the gods in the sky when he practiced so much in the underworld.

Therefore, after hearing the Black Mountain Old Demon's call, he sneered and angrily shouted at him: "You ghostly evil person don't know the number of days, but you actually set off a sword to attack the underworld. Are you not afraid that you will not be able to escape from the disaster in the future?"

The old demon in Black Mountain raised his arms and smiled, "Hahaha, the three realms will fall into our hands in the future. At that time, you real gods and ghosts are just demons!"

He turned his head and bowed to the scattered immortals and said, "I wonder which immortal family is willing to help me and deal with that arrogant little devil?"

The grandma behind him coughed gently and said, "In my opinion, if you only need real Pei Hang to take action, then that will be foolproof."

Pei Hang smiled silently and pointed at his grandmother and said, "You are not honest. If you want to see my Taoist cultivation, just say it." He took a step forward, walked to the old demon of Heishan, nodded and said, "I have been practicing among all the gods for the shortest time, so let me try the cultivation of that ghost general first."

The old demon of Black Mountain was delighted and immediately replied: "If a fellow Taoist comes out, the little ghost Zhonglimei will definitely die without a place to bury him."

Pei Hang smiled faintly and said, "The king is so proud of me."

A gust of cold wind blew up on his body, lifting Pei Hang up to a height level with the city tower of Wushen City. He saluted to Zhonglimei and said, "I am Pei Hang, who is practicing in Siming Mountain. Come and ask for advice!"

Zhong Limei also saw that Pei Hang's practice time was not far from his own, and even he had to hundreds of years in the morning compared to him. Therefore, he was not afraid and just smiled: "You are also a god in the upper realm, but how can you join forces with the demons to help the evil? Don't talk about it and see the truth!"

Pei Hang sneered, looked at Zhonglimei and said, "I am a god who practices magic. If I want to use Taoist techniques with you, you will not be convinced even if I capture you. Well, I have only used weapons to fight you, and this is the most fair!"

The old demon in Black Mountain heard Pei Hang want to deal with the enemy's strengths below. He was shocked and reminded him: "Fellow Taoist Pei Hang, that Zhongli Mei is a general in the world. He is the best at fighting. Don't underestimate him!"

He didn't know that this was a decision that Xuan Kong and others had agreed in advance. Pei Hang naturally ignored the old demon of Black Mountain, but just looked at Zhong Limei and said, "Let's take out the weapons!"

Zhong Limei sneered: "Arrogant!" He shouted loudly, and two cold lights appeared in his hands, but they were the giant slashing swords on the battle formation. A ray of cold wind blew up from the city tower of Wudie City to Pei Hang's head, and took the lead and attacked with two swords.

Pei Hang smiled, and a white jade pestle flashed in his hand to block Zhonglimei's swords, and said with a smile: "You will know whether it is arrogant or not."

This was the first time Zhonglimei encountered such a strange weapon, and he couldn't help but let out a light "huh". However, the attack in his hand was not slow. A dark evil spirit lit up on both swords, and a ball of sword light burst out to suck and flicker.

Such a vicious look is indeed shocking. The old monster in Black Mountain viewing below was not sure what it was, but just shouted: "Fellow Daoist Pei Hang, be careful!"

Pei Hang spent 90% of his Taoist skills on the white jade pestle, but he had never had a fight with a battlefield general like Zhonglimei. He felt that in the blink of an eye, Zhonglimei's sword light was already covered in front of him. No matter where his body moved, it seemed as if he was sending a knife to the edge.

As soon as this thought came out, his momentum suddenly dropped halfway. He did not dare to stay in seclusion and changed to using attack instead of defense to sacrifice the white jade pestle.

There was only a loud "dang" sound, and Zhonglimei's two swords and Pei Hang's white jade pestle intersected together.

Pei Hang silently recited the mantra and used his magic power. The white jade pestle in his hand shook out, and immediately released thousands of white energy to attack the other party. Zhonglimei didn't know what the function of this white energy was, but he didn't dare to try it easily, so he had to stop his strength and retreat.

Pei Hang forced Zhong Limei back with one move, and would not miss the opportunity at the moment. He waved his arm and sang the white jade pestle in the air and fell on Zhong Limei's head. Zhong Limei smiled disdainfully: "You are so handsome in controlling objects, but it's flashy but not my opponent."

He waved his swords casually and blocked Pei Hang's white jade pestle from the whole body. Pei Hang on the other side shouted: "What a ghost general, you can't use it here. Do you dare to fight me to heaven?"

Pei Hang pinched a magic trick in his hand, and immediately three true fires were released and burned directly to Zhonglimei's body. The cheers that were originally cheering for his master and general on the city tower of Wudie City suddenly turned into screams, but Zhonglimei's body was flexible and he would not be burned by the true fire for a while.

He was not willing to be outdone. He used his true energy and his magic power everywhere. The cold light flashed on the blade. The evil aura suddenly became strong. It was like two evil dragons going out to sea, and it slashed the three true fires sprayed out by Pei Hang one after another, and it was to extinguish the true fire with evil aura.

This is the underworld, Zhonglimei's home court, but he was not afraid when he heard Pei Hang's suo Zhan, so he just sneered: "Who is afraid of you?" As he said that, the cold wind under his feet shook and passed through the underworld, flying towards the sky.

Pei Hang stretched out his hand, took back his white jade pestle, and praised: "Good man!"

So they also jumped gently, followed Zhong Limei and flew towards the sky. The two of them flew into the sky while slashing their knives and hitting each other. For a moment, they were hard to decide the outcome. After a while, they stepped on the clouds.

Zhongli Mei had a plan and sold a flaw under his belt, trying to lure Pei Hang to fight. However, Pei Hang turned around and looked around. When he saw the old demon in Black Mountain, he felt much more relaxed when he saw that he did not follow him.

He didn't hit Zhonglimei when he saw the flaws, and the force in his hand was even more restrained. When Zhonglimei was wondering whether the other party had a trick to use, he suddenly heard a light voice in his ear, saying, "I was invited by fellow Taoist Xuankong, so I came to cooperate with you to perform a good show."

When Zhong Limei heard Xuan Kong's name, she was immediately shocked and suspicious. The evil aura of the two swords in her hand also slightly restrained. Pei Hang took advantage of the moment when there was no one around and gave some important instructions to Zhong Limei.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and then fell into the underworld. Zhong Limei heard Xuan Kong's plan and felt very at ease. He cooperated with Pei Hang and the other person pretending to fight and landed all the way back.
Chapter completed!