......
boom!
A deafening roar resounded.
Two figures appeared in the void in an instant.
One of the old men, dressed in a golden dragon robe and stained with blood, roared angrily.
"Does your Yunlan Sect truly intend to aid the Wutan Dynasty in its annihilation? Aren't you afraid of being scorned by others?"
"Hehehe..."
"Old man, it's not your place to judge what my Yunlan Sect does!"
"Who told your Qitian Dynasty to be so blind, getting involved with Junior Brother Xiao!"
The middle-aged man dressed in a purple-gold robe spoke in a sinister tone.
His Yunlan Sect has been domineering in the Southern Region for many years, so why should he need to explain his actions to others?
In this world, whoever has the bigger fist is right.
Sorry, but in the Southern Region, the Yunlan Sect has the biggest fist!
Just because he was worried about Xiao Qingxuan's reputation, he was willing to destroy a dynasty!
"Um?"
"waste!"
Just as the middle-aged man was about to strike again and kill the old geezer in front of him.
He caught a glimpse of Xiao Zhan lying on the ground, already dead.
His face instantly darkened.
Junior Brother Xiao's father is dead!
How will he explain this to Junior Brother Xiao?
The reason he came to help the Xiao family destroy the Qitian Dynasty was to make his junior brother Xiao owe him a favor.
After all, not just anyone can owe a favor to the future Great Sage!
Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Xiao's father is dead!
At this moment, the middle-aged man was filled with rage.
"Qitian Dynasty, you—all—deserve—to—die!"
He looked at Qi Xiangtian and the others, and said coldly, word by word.
Buzz—
In an instant, an incredibly terrifying aura erupted from the middle-aged man, rushing towards Qi Xiangtian and his group.
Apart from Ouyang Feng, Qi Xiangtian and the others were all almost forced to their knees by the pressure.
Fortunately, Ouyang Feng intervened in time, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the oppressive force pressing down on Qi Xiangtian and his group disappeared.
Qi Xiangtian and the others quickly thanked Ouyang Feng.
"Thank you for your help, Senior Western Poison!"
"Um."
The patriarch of the Qitian Dynasty also sensed this terrifying aura, far exceeding that of the battle he had just fought. It turned out that the middle-aged man from the Yunlan Sect had not used his full strength in the previous battle.
"oh?"
"There's a slightly larger grasshopper here!"
Seeing that his oppressive aura was easily neutralized, the middle-aged man from the Yunlan Sect did not care.
This is because he cultivates the Sunset Radiance Technique, an Emperor-level technique of the Yunlan Sect, which is said to be invincible among those of the same realm!
The middle-aged man stood in the void, looking down at Qi Xiangtian and the others, and instantly his spiritual power transformed into a sky-covering hand.
It pressed down on everyone with a world-destroying pressure.
Die!
A bunch of ants!
"Bang!"
A deafening explosion rang out.
Suddenly, the colossal hand that blotted out the sky was pierced by a cane, and the giant hand of spiritual energy instantly dissipated.
It was Poison Saint King Ouyang Feng who made the move.
"Um?"
Seeing that his two attempts to attack were blocked by the gray-robed old man with a cane, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and stared at Ouyang Feng.
"A Saint King at the Perfected Stage? No wonder he dared to jump out."
He then shouted loudly.
"So what if I'm at the peak of the Saint King realm? I, Yunling, am invincible at the same level!"
"Swords pointed at the world!"
As he spoke, Yun Leng raised his hands, attracting the surrounding spiritual energy to gather and transform into a giant sword three thousand feet long.
The three-thousand-foot-long giant sword, carrying the might of heaven and earth, pierced towards Qi Xiangtian and the others.
Destroy it!
"Bang!"
Just like the giant hand from before, the greatsword was also shattered by the serpent staff.
Ouyang Feng made his move again.
The powerful beings summoned by the system can be destroyed with a flick of the wrist if they are of the same cultivation level!
"What? Impossible! How could you be so strong!"
Yun Leng's pupils dilated as he stared at Ouyang Feng in disbelief.
"Sorry, you're invincible within your own realm, but I'm invincible across realms!"
"Even if you are a Saint Emperor, you are as insignificant as an ant in my eyes!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
Ouyang Feng unleashed an aura that shook heaven and earth.
The surrounding space began to collapse inch by inch; even this space could not withstand such a powerful force.
His figure vanished instantly.
When he reappeared, Ouyang Feng was already standing in front of Yun Leng, his Divine Serpent Staff pressed against Yun Leng's brow.
In an instant, boundless spiritual energy from heaven and earth converged at the tip of the Divine Serpent Staff.
A single strike with the staff!
The world has lost its color!
"No!"
"I am a steward of the Yunlan Sect... You must not kill me... I..."
"ah......."
The Cloud Prism Saint King unleashed his full late-stage cultivation to resist with all his might, but at this moment, the Divine Serpent Staff was like the finger of heaven, impossible to resist.
boom!
Yun Leng was reduced to a cloud of blood mist by Ouyang Feng's Divine Serpent Staff.
The force of a single staff strike is like the collapse of the sky!
They obliterated the geniuses of the Yunlan Sect, annihilating their very souls.
hiss!
This... such a powerful Saint King at the Perfected stage!
This time, not only Qi Xiangtian, but even the ancestor of the Qi Tian Dynasty was stunned.
He had a deep understanding of Yunling's power.
They almost killed him before even using their full strength.
Unexpectedly, even with his full cultivation, he was no match for the person in front of him.
Just how powerful must this person be?
You must never make an enemy of this person!
This is what Qi Xiangtian and the others are thinking right now.
Qi Xiangtian, who was originally heartbroken, suddenly felt a surge of energy.
This is the helper Feiyu invited!
Utan Dynasty!
Your end is nigh!
......
The capital of the Changsheng Dynasty.
In the Palace of Longevity.
“Yu Mei, you don’t seem to be in a good mood. You must be worried about your father.”
Qi Feiyu wore a long yellow dress, her long black hair cascading down her back to her waist. She looked towards the direction of the Qitian Dynasty with a worried expression.
Shi Haotian's concerned voice came from behind.
"Feiyu greets Brother Tian."
Qi Feiyu cupped her hands and bowed.
"Brother Tian, what kind of person do you think His Highness is? I feel that he is completely different from the rumors."
The feeling she got from the Longevity Palace could be summed up in one word: mysterious!
Could all of this be a conspiracy by the Emperor of Immortality?
But why?
"Hehe, Yu-mei, actually, I don't know either. I just joined His Highness's command, and His Highness only told me that the people from the Longevity Palace have all gone out on missions."
Shi Haotian gave an awkward smile, then muttered to himself.
"If I hadn't been desperate, I wouldn't have joined Your Highness's ranks without a second thought. How would I know so much? But it seems pretty good now!"
Uh.....
Qi Feiyu's goodwill towards Shi Haotian vanished instantly. Could this Brother Tian have some kind of health problem?
Swoosh...
Three, four, or five figures leaped across the sky.
It landed directly in front of Qi Feiyu.
"Ancestor!"
"Father!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Qi Feiyu was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward.
"Feiyu, your father and I are both safe and sound. If it weren't for Senior Xidu's intervention, our Qitian Dynasty probably wouldn't have survived today!"
Seeing the injuries on her father and ancestor, Qi Feiyu, who was initially overjoyed, suddenly became teary-eyed.
"Father... Ancestor..."
Qi Xiangtian quickly comforted her, "Yu'er, don't worry, your ancestor and I only have minor injuries, we'll be fine after a few days of rest."
"Feiyu thanks Senior Xidu for your kindness. Feiyu will never forget your kindness!"
Qi Feiyu bowed deeply to Ouyang Feng.
"This is all His Highness's idea. If you want to thank someone, thank His Highness!"
Ouyang Feng said calmly, as if he had done something insignificant.
"Feiyu, this Prince..."
Qi Xiangtian was about to speak when he was interrupted by a powerful voice.
"Western Poison, bring them here!"
Upon hearing this voice, which sounded like a divine decree, Ouyang Feng respectfully responded towards the direction of the main hall.
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