Not far from the battlefield, two figures were quietly watching Fu Taosheng's battle.
These two people were Di Jiu, who had successfully robbed the treasure house of Wanbao Pavilion in Qiyang City, and Chen Junsheng, who had been lurking there for a long time.
"Uncle Fu, can you handle this?"
Looking at the spiritual energy storm on the battlefield, Emperor Jiu frowned slightly.
Although he could now let Fu Taosheng hide directly in the underworld, if he did so, not only would their plan to frame the Heavenly Court fail, but it would also be very likely that the identity of the underworld would be exposed.
After all, the way for everyone in the underworld to enter the underworld is basically unique.
"Don't worry, sir. Although it's a little difficult to deal with the embryonic form of this spatial turbulence, it's not a big problem."
Facing Di Jiu's question, a confident smile appeared on Chen Junsheng's lips.
If he only relied on his own strength, he really had no way to deal with the spiritual energy storm that was about to form spatial turbulence.
But in his hand, he has the divine artifact Black Feather Sword.
"In that case, let's act it out thoroughly."
Chen Junsheng's answer made Di Jiu's mouth curl up into that familiar evil smile again.
"Fu Taosheng, we can start now!"
......
On the battlefield, Fu Taosheng was staring at the spiritual energy storm in front of him with a serious expression, ready to retreat at any time.
"Fu Taosheng, we can start now!"
Hearing the deity's voice ringing in his mind, Fu Taosheng's mouth curled up slightly.
Looking up, Fu Taosheng took a deep breath.
"Si Ming Xingjun, if you don't come out soon, I'm going to die!"
“…”
Hearing Fu Taosheng's sudden roar that resounded through the sky, Chen Junsheng glanced at the young man beside him strangely.
My goodness, how did you make that guy lose all his face?
As a powerful person in the realm of Venerable, he must have a bit of dignity belonging to a powerful person in the realm of Venerable.
If Chen Junsheng were to do this, he felt that he would at least need to make some psychological preparations.
But that guy did it without hesitation.
Although he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, Chen Junsheng's movements did not slow down.
With a light step, his figure suddenly appeared right in front of Fu Taosheng.
Fu Taosheng's roar not only made Chen Junsheng feel a little weird, but also made other powerful Venerable Realm masters who were preparing to retreat pause slightly.
Kong Wen and Xu Wu Ji glanced at each other without leaving any trace.
At the same time, I said in my heart, here it comes!
After personally stepping into the battlefield, Chen Junsheng finally felt the pressure brought by the spiritual storm.
"Sword rain!"
Facing the overwhelming spiritual energy storm, Chen Junsheng's face condensed slightly. Without hesitation, he shouted in a low voice and launched the ultimate move of the Sunflower Magic Art, the Sunflower to Defend Against Evil.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
As Chen Junsheng finished speaking, the black feather sword in his hand suddenly began to disintegrate and then transformed into a number of small swords with dim light like black feathers.
"go!"
With another low shout, the small sword wrapped in the sunflower sword energy suddenly attacked the spiritual storm.
“Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!”
As the small sword of dim light came into contact with the spiritual storm, the sound of countless metal collisions began to resound across the battlefield.
What a great Zhenwu Taoist temple, what a great Zen Buddhism.
The changes that occurred on the battlefield immediately made the other powerful people in the Venerable Realm present react.
It turned out that they had been used as pawns by Zhenwu Taoist Temple and Zen Buddhism without realizing it.
No wonder those two old guys were not interested in the bounty offered by Wanbao Pavilion. It turned out that their target was someone else.
At this moment, Yang Wudi's face, which was already extremely gloomy, became even darker.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this divine weapon is indeed a divine weapon. Its hardness is simply terrifying!"
Looking at the black feathers constantly shuttling through the spiritual energy storm, Fu Taosheng couldn't help but sigh.
“…”
Fu Taosheng's words made Chen Junsheng speechless again.
This guy, is he getting too immersed in the role?
“Almost there!”
Looking at the embryonic forms of spatial turbulence in the spiritual storm that were constantly being shattered by his black feather sword, a gleam of light flashed in Chen Junsheng's eyes.
"Swords rain down, swords rain down!"
"break!"
As Chen Junsheng finished speaking, the small swords with dim light immediately began to return and then turned into the black feather sword again.
Sunflower magic power, the most powerful and masculine!
cut!
A brilliant sword light burst out and headed straight for the spiritual energy storm.
“Boom!”
As the sword light passed by, the entire spiritual storm was instantly split in two, turning into starlight and disappearing into the void.
Not only that, the sword light seemed to split the dark sky in half.
Rays of sunlight slowly fell from the crack in the sky and landed on Chen Junsheng.
"Amitabha!"
"Donor, you finally came out!"
Looking at the figure in front of him who was still calm and composed after breaking through the spiritual energy storm, Kong Wen's face became solemn.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Qinglong, after all, you are also the Qinglong God, the leader of the four gods under the Emperor of Heaven."
"I didn't expect that you couldn't even deal with such a bunch of trash."
People in heaven have always been arrogant.
Facing Kong Wen's serious expression, Chen Junsheng didn't even look at him, but turned around and teased Fu Taosheng.
"Stop talking nonsense and kill these guys for me."
Fu Taosheng's voice was slightly cold, and there was a sound of gritting his teeth.
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