Wu Fan looked at the blood-colored lotus platform and felt that it was very suitable for his temperament.

He then spoke to the incarnation of the deity on the lotus platform in the middle, asking him to hand over the Pure Lotus of Karma.

Now the top leaders of Chongshan League are besieged by the thirty-three gods of Wantu Sect, and they are relying on the phantom of the lotus platform to hold out for the time being.

And seeing what happened just now, although this Pure Lotus of Fruition is strong, it cannot last for too long.

The accumulated damage cannot be transferred out and will eventually collapse.

That's why Wu Fan had the confidence to say such words.

In his opinion, he had very rarely given that man a chance to live.

He just looked at this earth-level magic weapon, which was mainly used for killing and bloodshed, and it matched his attributes. He didn't want to destroy the magic weapon with brute force, so he came out in person to give him a chance.

But the people inside the lotus are destined to be ignorant of the current situation.

"The lotus platform is right here, why don't you come and get it yourself, Sect Leader Wu?"

How could the statue's clone controlled by Jiang Li possibly believe such words?

As Wu Fan approached, the lotus shadow suddenly expanded, trying to cover the other party.

If we cover the opponent in the lotus, with a dozen people fighting one, and add the power of the Pure Lotus of Karma, there may still be a little chance.

But Wu Fan simply touched the hilt of the bloody knife, and a terrifying knife light that stretched from sky to earth pushed back the expanding lotus shadow.

Even the knife light pushed the phantom, causing the entire lotus phantom to fly backwards.

After leaving the ground, the lotus phantom turned into rootless duckweed. Not only did it have a crack that almost cut the lotus phantom in half, but its defensive ability was also greatly reduced.

Then another thirty-three sword lights flew over, forming a sword light tornado, completely cutting the lotus shadow into pieces.

All the high-ranking members of Chongshan League were injured by the sword light, and only with the help of the lotus phantom that they blocked most of the damage were they able to barely break out.

But escaping was the most important thing. Once they scattered, it was impossible for them to reunite. The larger number of Wantumen gods on the opposite side separated them and surrounded them.

The strongest among them, Shenshan Jianyi, was targeted and surrounded by five Blood Knife Gods. They also took out dirty things that were specially used to defile people's magic weapons, and were ready to give his Guchen Sword a severe blow at any time.

Coupled with the presence of Wu Fan, the leader of Wantu Clan, who was standing with a sword in his hand, these high-ranking people in Dachongshan were even more unable to escape.

Even if he just swung his sword, the members of the Chongshan League, who were already in a bad state and under siege, would basically die if he swung his sword, and the situation would be precarious.

Inside the misty mountains.

"You guys, do you still want to keep watching like this?"

"Follow me out! Live and die together with Brother Valley Master!"

After obtaining the Blood Demon God's Gang, Elder He, the head of the Demon Subduing Hall, whose cultivation had reached the brink of a breakthrough, could no longer hide in the fog and watch.

Jiang Li, the master who was known as a reckless man, was the first to come out, followed by the people from the Demon Subduing Hall, and then all the disciples from the Sutra Valley who were gathered here came out in droves.

They have been suppressing their anger for too long. Even if they die, they will wield the magic weapons in their hands to drag one or two people to death and die together with the Valley Master and his men.

"Is there anyone on Shushan Five Elements Peak who is afraid of death?"

"Brothers! Eliminate demons and defend the Way!"

The people at the Shushan Five Elements Peak are all strong-willed, and none of them are cowards who would abandon their fellow disciples and try to survive on their own.

They were originally bound by the need to consider the overall situation, and they held the flying swords in their hands, unable to draw them out.

Now that he was being led around by Elder He, this reckless man, how could he just stand there and remain indifferent?

One by one, they flew up on their swords. Due to their extremely fast speed, they were able to arrive later but were the first to arrive, and they even surpassed the people in Sutra Valley.

Afterwards, the Cihang Temple was unwilling to be left behind. They tore off their monk robes to reveal a sturdy body that seemed to be painted with gold, and led the disciples of the Chongshan League to attack together.

Of course, they were not rushing towards the battlefield to seek death. Those high-intensity aftermaths were enough to make them die inexplicably.

Led by Elder He, they headed towards the fleet in the sky.

By attacking the fleet, even if one or two enemy gods can be drawn back, it can greatly relieve the pressure on the top battlefield.

Countless monks from Chongshan League flew high into the sky, which made Wu Fan below look sideways slightly.

"Interesting, this cultivator from Dachong Mountain is quite courageous. I just don't know what your fate is."

He pressed the bloody knife at his waist again.

The leader of Wantu Sect has a hobby. He likes to watch these low-level monks struggle on the brink of life and death, and then personally extinguish their courage and hope.

With this slash, who knows how many of those brave little guys in the sky will survive? The trajectory of the swing of the Earth-level Blood Knife was invisible at all. A blood-red knife light flew out from below, expanding in the air and transforming into thousands, about to wipe out the young talents of Dachongshan in one fell swoop.

"wind!"

But at this moment, a rough sound like a howling wind in the valley was heard.

A huge mountain in the misty mountains exploded, and a windproof giant who was taller and bigger than the mountain, with a dragon head and cow ears, and even eyebrows and eyes, stood up from the collapsed mountain.

He waved his hand and condensed a tornado mace, which swept up the mist in the mountain, then swept across and hit Wu Fan's huge sword light directly.

The tornado mace and the thousand-foot sword light cancel each other out.

This ancient remnant, which has been dormant for who knows how many years, has inherited the great power of the ancient Fangfeng clan.

With unrivaled strength to destroy mountains and uproot hills, the raging winds between heaven and earth submit to his feet.

The successful closure of the space-time rift on Bailian Mountain was thanks to his tornado suppression.

Before, Jiang Li found a place with rich earth veins for this man to sleep according to the agreement. At first, he let him stay near the Sutra Valley. Later, when the headquarters of the Chongshan League was built, he moved him to the misty mountains.

It's not for anything else, but just to let this honest giant stay here.

The strength of the Windproof Giant is roughly equivalent to that of the Holy Spirit Snake in Luanshi Ridge. It is strong enough to confront the leader of Wantu Sect head-on, and is the only one who can temporarily stop Wufan.

However, this person is not under the control of Chongshan League, and it is even more difficult to communicate with him when Jiang Li is not around.

It is Chongshan's great fortune that the Windproof Giant was able to take action in time.

Wu Fan looked at the huge wind-breaking giant that was as big as a mountain, his blood knife came out, and two bloody figures appeared beside him silently, revealing a cruel smile.

He flew to the height of the giant's one eye, raised his hand and slashed out hundreds of bloody knives that distorted the space, colliding with the strong winds gathering from all directions.

The battle between these two people was so noisy that it overshadowed the entire battlefield.

But after obtaining the Blood King's Crown, Wu Fan's strength has become even greater than before, and it is not so easy to stop him.

In this way, the two sides fought soldier against soldier, general against general, and king against king, and an all-out war broke out on the three sausages.

However, in the three battlefields, the Chongshan Alliance was at an absolute disadvantage.

Every moment, disciples of Dachongshan were bleeding on the spot.

Elder He led the Demon Subduing Hall to the front line, with a group of disciples following beside him. However, the battle was so difficult that even Jiang Li's fellow disciples had suffered casualties.

Their desperate fight achieved some results.

The two gods of Wantu Sect were attracted back from the battlefield on the other side.

But with their joining, the battle here turned into a one-sided massacre.

"Beast map, bloody and crazy! Bloody evil spirit gang!"

Elder He ignored his injuries and once again activated the beast-blood tattoos on his body. He and a group of Nascent Souls rushed forward desperately to stop the two Gods.

He used the essence and blood accumulated over the years to fully unleash the beast pattern, even his own dragon blood had been thrown into it. Coupled with the power of the Blood Evil God, the limit of his strength had already faintly crossed that line.

If you can survive this battle, breaking through to the God Transformation stage will be a natural thing.

At the Five Elements Peak of Shushan Mountain, five Nascent Souls formed a sword formation and barely blocked one, while Elder He could only block the other one by himself.

He was about to break through, but he hadn't broken through yet. He blocked ten sword strikes with his fists, but after ten strikes, he was unable to block them and was chopped down, which caused his blood to spread all over his body.

The twelfth bloody knife slashed across, and in just a moment, it would cut off his head.

When facing death, Elder He was calm. He already had a best disciple to inherit his legacy.

Jiang Li, you should be better than me now.

However, just as the knife flashed before his eyes, a ray of light suddenly fell from the sky, and a hand stretched out from the light, catching the fatal bloody knife at the last moment.

The man wore a black-scale arm armor on his hand, a robe embroidered with heavy mountains, and a pitch-black chain hung around his waist.

That back figure looked so familiar in Elder He's eyes.

"Master, Jiang Li is late!"

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The one who grabbed the Blood Sword of Transformation was none other than Jiang Li, the leader of Chongshan League.

The blood knife held in his hand creaked. The Wantumen incarnation on the opposite side wanted to continue pushing the blood knife forward to cut off Jiang Li's palm, but his blade could not cut through the ancient Shang Dynasty's black scale armor.

He tried to draw the knife and retreat, but was horrified to find that he couldn't do it either.

Jiang Li’s power was originally enough to suppress the armored ogre who was equivalent to a human demigod cultivator.

This is especially true after he obtained the remaining soul of Ba Xia, one of the nine sons of the ancient dragon, who was famous for his great strength.

It is impossible to pull the knife out of his hand unless the person in front of him is a cultivator.

Jiang Li held the blood knife in his right hand, and a purple-red energy ball appeared in the palm of his left hand. He pushed it forward and pressed it on the opponent's stomach.

The purple-red energy ball suddenly grew larger, and in an instant it was three meters in diameter.

Wantumen's incarnation could no longer hold his blood knife, and was knocked backwards by the huge blood ball.

The destructive fusion energy ball carried this incarnation of a god and smashed into a flying boat backwards. Then the energy exploded completely, covering the two flying boats nearby and completely destroying them.

"Everyone! Stop!"

Jiang Li threw away the bloody knife in his hand and shouted loudly, which spread throughout the battlefield.

As his words fell, a dazzling rainbow of colors suddenly appeared in the sky.

Then a huge palace made of clouds and mist appeared above everyone's heads.

It was as if a real immortal palace had descended, and endless might was poured down, making the battlefield quickly quiet. Even the most frenzied Blood Blade Guards were unable to move an inch under that oppression.

Everyone could feel that in that palace, there was an extremely powerful being looking down at them.

Wherever that gaze was directed, the cultivators there became so frightened that they dared not move.

This is true even on a battlefield at the level of God Transformation.

The only ones who could resist the oppression of Baiyun Palace were the leader of Wantu Sect, Wufan, and the windproof giant.

Then two more rays of light fell and enveloped them. Wu Fan couldn't break them even after several strikes with his sword.

Looking up, I discovered the white cloud palace that was dominating the sky.

"Yun Mansion!"

His brows were tightly furrowed. They, the Wantu Clan, could not afford to offend the power represented by this cloud palace.

Under the pressure of the Yun Mansion, the war finally stopped.

The monks of the Chongshan League, all of whom were seriously injured, immediately gathered together, some taking medicine, some healing their wounds, and the wounded on the ground looked extremely miserable.

If the war continues, few of the monks from the Chongshan League who are here will be able to escape.

The fate of Dachongshan now depends on one person.

Everyone opened their eyes and looked at the young leader Jiang Lijiang who was standing in mid-air.

The leader of the Chongshan Alliance was young and had little cultivation. When he first came to power, he was surrounded by a lot of controversy.

But in the days that followed, the young man quickly proved himself. Every time he made a decision, he could bring great benefits to Dachongshan.

Moreover, he was extremely talented, and his strength was rising rapidly like a rocket. If they saw correctly just now, Jiang Li seemed to have knocked away a god of the Wantu Sect in one encounter.

With this rate of progress, even if Dachongshan was destroyed, he would definitely be able to avenge them.

This time Jiang Li returned in the face of danger and stopped the battlefield with just one sentence. I wonder if he can bring another miracle to Dachongshan.

"It's not just the masters from the Yun Mansion who are coming. My Wantu Clan should not have offended the Yun Mansion."

"The Wantu Sect has already accepted the punishment for the incident at Luanshi Ridge. We have fought bloody battles with the ogres for many years for the Eastern Region. Even the Yun Mansion has no right to interfere in the internal affairs of our sect."

Trapped in the rosy glow, Wu Fan was neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke to the white cloud palace above.

"From today on, Chongshan League has become a member of our Temple of the Gods and is protected by the Temple of the Gods' covenant."

"Lower-ranking Si Shen Wan Tu Clan, immediately stop all hostile actions against Da Chong Shan, evacuate Da Chong Shan, and do not enter this area without permission!"

In the Yun Mansion, a cold female voice resounded across the sky.

Many high-ranking officials of Chongshan League were delighted when they heard this. Jiang Li actually managed to accumulate enough merits within ten days to join the Sishen Temple, and even persuaded the Yun Mansion to come and mediate.

Once you become a member of the Si Shen Temple, you will enjoy the protection of the Si Shen Temple, and the Da Chongshan cultivation world will be safe.

"Where is the monk from Luanshiling?"

After Wu Fan said this, his face turned dark. The Blood King's Crown on his head urged him to kill at all times.

Now it seems that he has to move to another place.

But the sound in Baiyun Palace did not stop.

Huyan Longan, who was seriously injured, heard the call from the voice in the clouds. With the help of a female cultivator, he flew into the air and worshiped the sky.

"Luanshiling, are you willing to join the Chongshan Alliance?"

This was an extra small request from Jiang Li. Now he was a popular figure in the eyes of the Three God Pillars Yun Mansion, so such a small request would not be rejected at all.

Huyan Longan was stunned for a moment, and after looking at Jiang Li, he immediately understood something and hurriedly spoke to the top.

"I am Huyan Longan, and I am willing to join the Chongshan League on behalf of the remnants of the immortal cultivation world in Luanshiling."

"If a lower-level Sishen Chongshan Gate of the Sishen Palace is attacked without reason by a lower-level Sishen Wantu Gate and loses a region of land, it can enjoy the right to revenge and counterattack for a period of ten years."

"Demand that the Wantumen return the looted items and pay compensation for reconstruction within three months!"

A Sishen Temple force can be the fusion of up to three forces.

When Jiang Li finally joined the Temple of the Gods, he also helped the last monks in Luanshi Ridge.

In addition to loyalty to allies, it is also for the legitimate right to revenge and counterattack.

With the Yun Mansion deliberately taking sides, this right meant that in the next ten years, the Chongshan League could ignore the rule that members of the Si Temple could not attack each other and retaliate against the Wantu Clan at any time.

But the Wantumen could not enter Dachong Mountain to attack them.

Ten years is enough.

(End of this chapter)