It is said that after Yang Yuzhen flew back to Qinghua Temple, she went directly to the forbidden area on the back mountain of Qinghua Temple. She saw lush green flowers and dense grass here, which looked like a blessed land.

This is the blessed land that Qinghua Temple has built for Tan Wuxiang using the earth veins over the years for him to practice.

When Yang Yuzhen arrived in front of the forbidden cave, she saw a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, a red jade belt around his head, and a jade crown to tie his hair. He had a handsome appearance and a heroic figure.

This young man was Tan Wuxiang. He was standing outside the cave, looking up at the sky.

"Disciple, why are you here?" Yang Yuzhen hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Tan Wuxiang turned around and looked at Yang Yuzhen doubtfully, "Master, your face..."

Yang Yuzhen forced a smile and said, "It's okay, it's nothing serious." She was indeed fine, just her magical treasure was destroyed...

Tan Wuxiang asked again, "Master, I saw you fighting with that guy. Who won and who lost?"

Yang Yuzhen said, "My master's magic weapon is not as good as this person's. He is slightly better."

Then Tan Wuxiang pointed at the huge Dharma image in the sky and the Taoist Master Yu Ji in the golden light and said, "Can Master defeat him?"

Yang Yuzhen stood next to Tan Wuxiang and said with great confidence, "Your master is a great Golden Immortal. There is absolutely no way this person can defeat your master."

"Who is this person?" Tan Wuxiang pointed at Fang Jian and asked.

Yang Yuzhen hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's just a demon pretending to be an immortal official. I think my Qinghua Temple is taking advantage of it."

"Immortal official?" Tan Wuxiang chewed on these two words, and then a purple-black light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

However, at this moment, Yu Ji Zhenren and Fang Jian in the sky moved. Tan Wuxiang glanced and saw the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle in Fang Jian's hand, and a look of fear immediately flashed in his eyes.

At this time, above the sky, one could see Master Yu Ji making hand gestures and snapping his fingers towards Fang Jian. In an instant, Fang Jian felt a black screen before his eyes, and then the whole world suddenly fell into darkness.

Fang Jian turned his head and saw that Yuan Dao and Huarong Mountain had disappeared, leaving him alone in this dark world.

At this moment, a golden light flashed in front of them, and they saw Yu Ji Zhenren stepping out of the void. He looked at Fang Jianyan and said, "This is the place where I, a Taoist, can use my magical power, 'Tai Yi Jue Kong'. Even if a Golden Immortal is pulled in here, he can't escape even with his extraordinary abilities."

After saying this, Yu Ji Zhenren raised his hand and shot a thick beam of Taiyi Zhenguang towards Fang Jian. Watching the Taiyi Zhenguang fly towards Fang Jian, Yu Ji Zhenren said calmly, "I don't care who you are, you will die today! These magic weapons of yours are quite good, and they will belong to my Qinghua Temple from now on."

The Taiyi True Light broke through the air and came towards Fang Jian's eyebrows with the power to destroy his mind and soul.

Fang Jian moved, but felt a restraint in his limbs. He looked down and saw that his limbs had been locked by Taiyi Juekong around him without him knowing when.

Fang Jian smiled faintly, and just when Master Yu Ji thought that Fang Jian was going to be destroyed by his Taiyi True Light, he saw the talisman flying out from Fang Jian again.

The moment the talisman of Emperor Qinghua of Dongji flew out, the powerful Taiyi True Light of the Golden Immortal level was instantly shattered.

"This?" Master Yu Ji's face froze. He originally thought that this talisman was forged by Fang Jian based on the Taiyi True Light, but he didn't expect that even his own Taiyi True Light would be eliminated by it.

There is only one possibility. Either Fang Jian found a Taiyi Golden Immortal to forge the talisman, or the other is that this talisman is the real talisman of the Eastern Qinghua Emperor.

"Impossible! My Qinghua Temple is the authentic founder!" Yu Ji Zhenren shouted, then he took a step forward in his Dharma image, and punched Fang Jian with his fists shining with divine light.

At this moment, the Eight Scenery Divine Light flashed between Fang Jian's eyebrows. Master Yu Ji only saw the eight-colored divine light flashing before his eyes, and then his Taiyi Juekong magical power was instantly broken.

Taiyi Juekong collapsed in an instant, and Fang Jian saw that Yu Ji Zhenren appeared in the world again. Only the Dharma image that was coming towards Fang Jian was still as powerful as ever, shaking the heaven and earth.

"Master, be careful!" General Yuan Dao, who had just seen Fang Jian suddenly disappear, was a little panicked. Now he saw Fang Jian suddenly appear again, and there was a golden immortal Dharma image in front of him to kill him, and he immediately screamed.

Fang Jian retracted the Eight Scenes Divine Light between his eyebrows, and the next moment he threw out his right hand, shouting, "Go." Then the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle suddenly turned into a pure black Buddha light and slammed into the Golden Immortal's Dharma Image.

Boom! Boom!

The sky exploded, the earth and the sky shook, and the space within a radius of thousands of miles was shaken. All the cultivators below the level of True Immortal were directly shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices, tinnitus and dizziness.

Even cultivators above the level of True Immortal were shocked to the point of feeling dizzy at this moment, and the ground within a radius of thousands of miles was cracked and collapsed, as if a destructive force had directly hit the ground.

This time, the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle directly exerted 20% of its power. The next moment, the Dharma image of Master Yu Ji instantly shattered under the 20% power of the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle.

'Boom'

A loud bang spread across the vast sky, and the golden constitution image of Yu Ji Zhenren was directly shattered. The aftermath of the shattering directly evaporated the clouds in the sky, and the entire sky suddenly became clear blue.

"Oh my god, the master's image has been destroyed."

"What kind of magical weapon is that pestle? Why is it so powerful?"

The disciples of Qinghua Temple were horrified, their voices filled with shock.

Yang Yuzhen, in particular, began to tremble uncontrollably as she watched her master's Dharma image being extinguished and his aura being extinguished. Her lips trembled slightly as she whispered to herself, "Impossible! This is impossible!"

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