"Bah!"
A high-pitched and clear phoenix cry resounded through the sky.
The Tianfengjin transformed into a huge fire phoenix, and pounced towards Patriarch Ouyang with the power to burn everything.
"court death!"
Patriarch Ouyang was scolded in person by a junior, and he was so angry that his hair and beard stood on end.
On the other side, the ancestors of the Peng family and Huangfu became extremely anxious when they saw that Ouyang was blocked.
"We can't let them ruin everything!"
A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the Peng family's ancestor, and he roared at the Huangfu ancestor.
"Let's go together and take care of these two girls first!"
"good!"
Patriarch Huangfu nodded heavily, murderous intent rising to the sky.
The ancestor of the Peng family roared angrily, swung the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword intent like the creation of the world tore through the void and slashed towards the backs of Ruoxi and Xiaodie.
Patriarch Huangfu also waved the black halberd in his hand, and a halberd light followed closely behind, echoing with the sword energy, blocking all the retreat routes of the two men.
At this moment, the three powerful quasi-saints formed a killing momentum.
Just when the battle between the geniuses of the fairy world and the ancient clans was becoming increasingly intense.
"Ugh!"
A resentful roar from the Nine Nether Hell suddenly erupted from the huge head of the vengeful spirit.
"Bald donkey! You think you can suppress me with just a Buddhist sacred object? You're dreaming!"
Endless resentment surged wildly, coloring half the sky like ink, fiercely resisting the Buddha's light shining from the relic.
"puff!"
Mingyuan was hit hard, his body trembled violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned pale in an instant.
The Buddha's light from the relics hanging high in the sky also dimmed a lot.
“Crackle…Crackle!”
Those ghost soldiers who were suppressed on the spot began to move slowly, showing signs of breaking free from the suppression.
"master!"
Seeing this, Nianrou exclaimed, her beautiful eyes full of worry.
Before she had time to think, a huge Buddha light suddenly emanated from her petite body. The purity of the Buddha light was not inferior to Mingyuan's at all.
"Buzz!"
The Buddha's light emanating from Nianrou's body shot straight towards the relics in the sky.
The Buddha's light and the relics echoed with each other, and the light of the relics, which had originally dimmed, suddenly surged again in an instant.
"Fairy Nianrou actually knows Buddhism?"
Two geniuses from the immortal world who were fighting with the disciples of the ancient clan noticed this scene, and their faces were filled with shock.
"Hey, what's so strange about this!"
His companion beside him forced the enemy back with a sword and took the time to reply.
"It's normal for the Buddha's daughter to know Buddhism!"
"That's true!"
With the help of Nianrou's Buddhist teachings, the ghost soldiers who had just started to move were once again suppressed in place and could not move.
But the huge head of the vengeful spirit was still struggling hard, and the overwhelming resentment and the Buddha's light in the sky were clashing wildly.
"Damn humans! Damn bald donkeys!"
The vengeful spirit struggled and let out a deafening roar of anger.
"I will turn all of you into food! Not a single one will be spared!"
"Disciples of the Zen Ling Buddhist Sect, listen up!"
In the distance, a Buddhist elder covered in blood saw Mingyuan and Nianrou struggling to hold on, and his eyes immediately turned red and he let out a roar.
"Let us lend a helping hand to the Buddha!"
"yes!"
All the surviving Zen Ling Buddhist disciples and elders responded instantly, turning around and facing Mingyuan.
They clasped their hands together with solemn expressions.
Rays of Buddha's light emerged from their bodies, converging into a long river of golden light and pouring into the relic.
With the blessing of Buddhist teachings from the disciples of the Zen Ling Buddhist sect, the relic hanging high in the sky suddenly shone brightly.
"Buzz!"
The brilliant Buddha's light poured back like a river from the sky, transforming into a golden flame of divine punishment, fiercely burning the huge head of the vengeful spirit.
"roar!"
The vengeful spirit roared in resistance, its voice filled with pain and resentment.
The huge head formed by endless resentment is being purified bit by bit rapidly under the Buddha's light.
The strong backlash force flowed back, causing the blood and qi of the Buddhist disciples to surge and their meridians to burst. They could only grit their teeth and hold on.
"puff!"
Several disciples of the Zen Ling Buddhist Sect with lower cultivation levels suddenly spat out blood and their faces turned pale in an instant.
"Bald donkey! Even if my soul shatters into pieces, I will drag you down with me to be buried with me!"
The roar of the vengeful spirit shook the heaven and earth, the resentment and the Buddha's light collided wildly, and the entire Bloody Secret Realm was shaking violently.
…
At the same time, in the mortal world, in Antai Town.
Ye Chen had long disappeared from the muddy street.
No one noticed that Ye Chen's figure was looking up with a confused look on his face, step by step into the void.
He was wearing tattered beggar's clothes, which fluttered in the strong wind above the nine heavens.
His movements seemed slow, but with every step he took, the stars turned upside down and the sun and moon passed by under his feet.
One step is thousands of miles.
One step, and you cross the long river of time.
…
Fairyland, Zhongzhou, the Bloody Mountains.
Ye Chen's figure had appeared here silently at some point.
He was still dressed in tattered beggar's clothes, with a dull expression and empty eyes, and he walked unsteadily in one direction.
He didn't know why he came here.
He just felt that there was an extremely important call from somewhere that required him to go to that place.
Bloody Secret Realm.
At this moment, a large number of immortal cultivators had already gathered on the Xueyou Diezhang Mountains, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.
This is the last line of defense to stop the tide of evil soldiers from pouring into the fairyland.
Once the defense line in the secret realm is breached, this will be the last hope for billions of creatures in the fairy world.
"Hmm? Who is that?"
A monk on guard suddenly spotted Ye Chen walking slowly towards him.
"A beggar?"
"What a joke! There's not even a trace of spiritual energy in him. How could a mortal possibly get here?"
"Who cares how he got here!"
A hot-tempered sect elder immediately shouted, "Hey! That little beggar! This is not the place for you, get out of here!"
Ye Chen seemed not to hear it and turned a deaf ear to it.
He still looked confused as he took one step at a time towards the entrance to the Bloody Secret Realm.
"Hey! Beggar, are you deaf?"
Upon seeing this, the sect elder frowned and a hint of impatience flashed across his face.
"Going any further will lead to a dead end!"
He snorted coldly and snapped his fingers.
A gentle spiritual power shot towards Ye Chen, wanting to push him away from this place, so that he would not lose his life here for no reason.
But what happened next made everyone present almost pop their eyes out.
The spiritual power that was enough to easily push away a mountain disappeared strangely when it fell on Ye Chen.
Like a drop in the ocean, it didn't cause any ripples.
Ye Chen continued to move forward without any pause.
"this?"
The sect elder who had made the move was stunned on the spot for a moment, his expression completely frozen.
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