After a confrontation, Taoist Zhenfeng discovered that Zhou Xian and others were not as weak as he had imagined. When they joined forces to attack, they were actually very powerful. Their unparalleled vigor and vitality was really shocking.
"The foundation of the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect is definitely not simple."
Zhou Xian and others were also shocked by the strength of the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect. Wherever they stepped, black lotuses would be destroyed. Who knows how many tricks up their sleeves they had hidden in secret.
All we can say is that this Taoist school is worthy of being called "the first of the five great immortal sects" for several eras and should not be underestimated.
"First, we need to suppress their anger, and then defeat them in one fell swoop as if Huan Daoist has returned."
Taoist Zhenfeng thought that Zhou Xian and the other two were too powerful. If they did not suppress their ambition, their chances of winning would increase greatly when Taoist Ruhuan returned, but they would still be likely to be killed and escape.
"boom"
He waved his hand, and a towering palace on the main peak appeared, emitting a hazy divine light and an ancient and vicissitudes of life.
Then, the ancient palace rose from the ground, towering above the void, and completely revived, forcing Qingcang to bow down. Clouds and mists descended, suppressing the world.
"The most precious treasure of the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect, the First Ancient Palace. This is the first time I have seen it show its power."
Zhao Longcheng murmured in a low voice. When he was young, he had heard of this great treasure that suppressed the destiny of the Immortal Sect, but it had always been dormant. Now he saw the First Ancient Palace in action, and it was indeed able to suppress the underworld and receive the vast pure energy from the sky.
“This artifact is not simple.”
Mo Longyun frowned. Although he didn't know much about the background and artifacts of each sect, he knew that the water was deep. He didn't take it lightly and offered up an object.
“Buzz…”
It was a long stele carved entirely from white jade, with a majestic base and a slender body. Mysterious characters flowed on it, like golden characters from heaven, containing great power.
The white jade stele rushed forward, dropping rays of auspicious colors, shaking the sky, and showing its majesty that could suppress everything.
"Mr. Chen has brought a lot of luck to the Guangxiu Immortal Sect."
Taoist Zhenfeng saw this scene and praised Chen Sheng. This was the white jade stele of the Chiling Immortal Sect, which was brought back to the Guangxiu Immortal Sect by Chen Sheng after he killed Taoist Chongzun in the Battle of Dalong Mountain.
"Bang"
The first ancient palace and the white jade stele collided in the sky. A dazzling light fell, as sharp as a sword, piercing the earth with thousands of holes. Then terrible strong winds blew one after another, breaking dozens of mountains.
"The power of an artifact still depends on the means of the master."
Taoist Zhenfeng sent out a magical power that fell into the first ancient hall. He saw the beams, pillars, golden tiles, etc. flowing with Taoist rhythm, like natural treasures, and he knocked the white jade stele open with one hand.
He was about to attack, all his magical powers ready to be unleashed, with murderous intent that was unprecedented in history, like a dragon or tiger flying towards him, with ferocious power.
"I'll help you."
Chang An shouted loudly, not afraid of a Jindan elder like Taoist Zhenfeng. He drew his sword boldly, and the sword light was ten feet long, dazzling and sharp.
"Bang"
With one slash of sword, Taoist Zhenfeng was forced to retreat. Chang An and Mo Longyun joined forces, their methods were flawless, and they fought him back and forth.
"I didn't kill you then, but it's not too late today."
Zhou Xian stood tall with a calm look in his eyes. He had a unique aura and a hint of calmness and dominance in his youthful spirit.
He was invincible among his generation back then, and he had been with Chen for a long time, so it was inevitable that this would happen. Facing his former enemy, he did not have too many feelings and was very strong.
"You and I haven't fought each other for many years."
Zhao Longcheng raised his eyebrows. He was defeated back then and lost half a hand, but now he has cultivated to the golden elixir level and is at the same level. No one is worse than anyone else. Things are different now and he has to pay back everything.
"boom"
The two Jindan Zhenren who had fought each other started a great war. They were both young geniuses when they were young. After achieving Jindan, they each gained the power of a major immortal sect and became the most supreme and noble.
The fight started at this moment with a terrifying momentum, various tactics were displayed, and it was extremely fierce.
"Finger falls into the robbery life"
Zhou Xian stood upright, his robes radiating light, and with a single point of his finger, all kinds of inspiration fell from the sky, transforming into a ray of calamity energy, grey and thin as a silk thread, floating down gently and silently, but with a sense of eternal desolation.
Zhao Longcheng felt a chill in his heart. This magic was so terrifying that it could obscure the spiritual light of the golden elixir and throw him into an abyss from which there was no escape.
"Nine Heavens Divine Guidance"
He stepped on the Yu Step, as if there was an invisible altar in the middle, and then pointed his sword to the sky, and wind and clouds suddenly whistled up, the sky darkened, a corner of it cracked, and a thick thunder fell down.
"boom"
The calamity energy and lightning entangled with each other, and Xutian became extremely terrifying, as if he was brewing a world-destroying divine thunder. Even the instigator avoided it by two steps.
"clang"
Zhou Xian drew his sword and bypassed the surrounding thunder tribulations. His sword moves were powerful and wide, like a hurricane sweeping across the northern border, withering all the grass and trees.
Zhao Longcheng's hair was disheveled and he took a step back, but his eyes were firm and it was obvious that he had never lost his determination to attack.
“Clatter…”
Finally, Zhao Longcheng accumulated enough magic power, like a river tide flowing back against the current, rushing forward with great force, attacking fiercely, pushing forward with one hand, and the magnificent spiritual sea flooded all directions.
In the endless brilliance, Zhou Xian's figure stood tall like a god, without a trace of weakness, and went off to fight.
"The power of the Five Golden Pills is too terrifying."
These two people, no, there is also the Taoist Master Zhenfeng's duel with Chang An and Mo Longyun. The power they unleashed together was as vast as the sun, towering and difficult to climb, like gods and demons running rampant. Those who are not cultivators of this level can only look up at them.
They saw that within the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect, one large formation after another was crumbling, many ancient palaces had collapsed, and piles of ruins were forming.
"The border areas are unified, the five major powers are united, who will be the winner?"
Mountains, rivers, land, ancient palaces and pavilions are all illusions.
The cultivators of Jiuxiao Xianzong deeply understood that if they won this battle, they would get everything, and a more magnificent palace would be built on the ruins.
only……
The battle situation was in a stalemate. The Guangxiu Immortal Sect had a large number of people, but Taoist Zhenfeng was experienced and managed to hold the group back by taking advantage of the terrain.
"I am coming!"
A variable appeared, it was Zhao Mang. He was impetuous and had a wound on his body, but his thoughts were clear and his spirit was very good, exuding an aura of being strong with age.
"Well done."
Taoist Zhenfeng was overjoyed and appeared beside Zhao Mang. He glanced around and said, "Where is Taoist Ruhuan?"
He held back the three Jindan Zhenren of Guangxiu Xianzong and waited for reinforcements. As long as all parties worked together, they would surely be able to win the battle.
"Buzz"
Zhao Mang's expression was normal. When he saw the Taoist Zhenfeng who was close to him, he raised his hand. A red light flashed, and an extremely sharp light broke through the clouds.
Taoist Zhenfeng was startled, but he was extremely cunning. He pressed his hand down and narrowly intercepted the Blood Moon Spear.
"How come the Blood Moon Spear of the Langya Immortal Sect is in your hands?"
He retreated quickly, with a bad premonition in his heart. After the Guangxiu Immortal Sect destroyed the Langya Immortal Sect, this important weapon also fell into the hands of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.
Zhao Mang said truthfully.
"Where is Taoist Ruhuan?"
Here, Taoist Zhenfeng's emotions have been showing obvious ups and downs. This is different from what he expected, and very different. If one link goes wrong, it will cause the entire situation to collapse.
He couldn't afford that kind of price, and neither could the entire Jiuxiao Immortal Sect.
"You guessed it, I killed him."
Zhao Mang stopped pretending. He had always been on the side of Guangxiu Immortal Sect. He got involved with Taoist Ruhuan in order to turn against them in the end and deliver the most crucial blow.
It was indeed crucial. Even with Taoist Zhenfeng's state of mind, he couldn't help but get furious and his face was distorted.
"I kill you."
He didn't expect that Zhao Mang was actually a lurker. His previous actions were really beneficial to the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect, so he had no reason to betray him.
It was all reasonable and logical, but in the end, it ended in a broken ending. He felt unwilling and had a rage that he had nowhere to vent. He felt that Zhao Mang was a real bastard.
Taoist Zhenfeng's sword was extremely sharp, filled with rage and full of aggression, as if it could burn the sky and cut off the stars.
"Bang"
Zhao Mang cast a spell, but it was broken by the sword light. He was unable to fight against such an angry Jindan master and could only retreat.
"kill"
Chang An was fearless. He attacked with a sword and replaced Zhao Mang. The sword light rose and fell, horizontally and vertically, like a rule or law, which could not be shaken.
Taoist Zhenfeng poured his magical power into the sword, and his mind and sword merged, bursting out with terrifying power, breaking through the restraints in the sky, determined to kill Zhao Mang.
"boom"
Mo Longyun did not stand idly by, he slapped down with one palm, golden light shone, and the fighting power of Jindan Zhenren was fully revealed. It was a pity that Taoist Zhenfeng was so old and angry that he did not know how to turn back.
"puff"
He suffered a great loss and was beaten back severely, which weakened his spirit a little. Fortunately, he regained his rationality and dared not to commit violence again.
"Everyone, join forces and defeat the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect."
Zhou Xian shouted, and then rushed towards Zhao Longcheng. He put his hands together, and flames flashed. He was holding an alchemy furnace, and he used all his power to push it horizontally and crush him to death.
"One move away from being a good move, and we're in trouble."
The flames were blazing, illuminating Zhao Longcheng's face with an extremely heavy expression. Zhao Mang's betrayal and the death of Taoist Ruhuan dragged the favorable situation of Jiuxiao Xianzong into the abyss.
"boom"
He pushed out with his palm, temporarily resisting the attack, and then retreated to a very far distance. During this time, his thoughts kept turning, trying to find a breakthrough point.
Finally, he made up his mind and said, "If I kill Zhou Xian first, I can still turn the tide."
This was the last resort. Taoist Zhenfeng was outnumbered three at a time and had brought the situation of Jiuxiao Immortal Sect to the brink of collapse.
However, it cannot be delayed for too long. No matter how powerful this Taoist brother is, he cannot make up for the absolute disadvantage in numbers.
He must kill Zhou Xian before the building collapses, free his hands to fight the other three, and at least protect the Jiuxiao Xianzong's orthodoxy.
“Clatter…”
He turned around, and a thousand-foot-long silver light came out, and the spiritual mist was shrouded in the body. It was the silver spiritual robe that had once fallen into Chen Sheng's hands and was redeemed by the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect.
This weapon has amazing defensive power. Like the Langya Black Armor, it can protect the body and the mind and weaken layers of damage.
"Sword coming."
Then, Zhao Longcheng shouted, and a sword flew out from the highest statue of god in the ancestral hall, surrounded by purple lightning, full of extraordinary visions.
He was wearing a silver spiritual robe, holding a sword in his hand, and with two precious treasures on him, he looked extremely powerful.
"The Jiuxiao Sword is the foundation of the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect."
Zhou Xian was not familiar with some of the background of Jiuxiao Immortal Sect, but this sword was not one of them. This was left by the founder of Jiuxiao Immortal Sect. The word "Jiuxiao" in its name showed its supreme status.
"clang"
Zhao Longcheng came charging forward with a sword in hand, with a sky full of spiritual light behind him. He seemed like the incarnation of the will of a great tide of spiritual energy, possessing infinite magical powers.
He slashed down with his sword, the sword light was so sharp that it was hard to describe, filled with a vast and powerful force, shattering layer after layer of the sky, and rushed towards Zhou Xian.
"Are you the only one who has the ancestor's treasure?"
Zhou Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, he was serious in his heart, but not panicked. He spread out his hands, and four large flags surrounded him left and right, up and down, covering the sky and the sun, protecting the road and defeating the enemy.
“Clatter…”
As soon as he had a thought, the four flags of Guangxiu showed their power, and the four auras of wind, rain, thunder and lightning connected with each other and transformed into a devastating offensive.
The sky was churning, as if it was blown into pieces, and the surroundings were hazy. Facing the Jiuxiao sword intent, it was like a world-destroying dragon rampaging in the chaos.
"boom"
This confrontation was too horrific. Half of the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect's hinterland was directly shattered. Many cultivators were unable to escape and were directly shocked to death.
Even Taoist Zhenfeng was attracted and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. Perhaps Zhao Longcheng could find a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation and pull the Jiuxiao Immortal Sect out of the abyss.
"kill!"
Zhao Longcheng had only one thing in mind, he threw away all distractions, only had eyes for Zhou Xian, and strode forward with a fierce attack.
He placed his mind on the Jiuxiao Sword, unleashing the full power of this weapon, thus becoming extremely powerful.
With one strike of the sword, the sky trembled and a transparent chasm appeared, spanning the north and south, trying to behead Zhou Xian.
Zhou Xian fought back strongly and pulled up the Yinfeng Flag, one of the four Guangxiu flags. With a wave of his hand, a gust of cold wind whistled out, and ripples appeared in the void, as if snowflakes were falling, and the mountains and rivers affected by the wind became dim.
“Swish…”
The Jiuxiao Sword Intent was extremely strong under the cold wind, but the magnetic field of the entire world was disturbed, twisted left and right, and finally fell into the air, leaving behind a vast and deep sword mark.
"call out"
Zhou Xian shook his wrist, and the Yinfeng flag rolled up. He held it in his hand and waved it like a sharp spear, shattering large areas of the whistling gale. It was a straight stab, simple and fierce to the extreme.
The sky was extremely cold, like a blooming cold star, or like a white black hole that suddenly opened, holding a thrilling danger.
"puff"
Zhao Longcheng was shocked. He held the Jiuxiao Sword in his hand, poured all his magic power into it, and slashed it suddenly. It was like a ray of thunder.
He slashed at the Yinfeng flag, intending to knock it away, but Zhou Xian was not a weakling. The Jiuxiao Sword was powerful, and the four Guangxiu flags were equally sharp, but in the end they were only shaken a little.
A gunshot passed by, and half of Zhao Longcheng's body was instantly destroyed. His white skeleton was shining, his arms were weak, and the Jiuxiao Sword fell to the ground.
(End of this chapter)