Xi Yuan's mind flashed through old information, and he soon discovered Xuan Ying's origins. She was the daughter of him and a female cultivator named Yan Qing'er. Later, Yan Qing'er was made into a 'spiritual flower' by his order, while Xuan Ying was sent to Yaochi Tianjie by his third son to work for him...
Although he reprimanded Yan Hun later, Xuan Ying had already arrived at Yao Chi Tian Street, which was no longer under his control. The matter was left unresolved, and he just told Yan Hun to keep a close eye on her.
Xi Yuan didn't expect that it would be fine if it wasn't exposed, but it would be a big deal once it was exposed. Just what Xuan Ying knew was enough for the Heavenly Court to kill him a hundred times.
The next moment, Xi Yuan said nothing, and the golden immortal's magic power came out. With a flash of his spirit and form, he slapped Xuan Ying with a palm.
Xiyuan did not hold back at all, and was determined to destroy Xuanying completely from the first move.
But at this moment, five extremely powerful and terrifying auras suddenly burst out from the front, back, left and right. Then the five Yellow Turban warriors completely displayed their Golden Immortal Taoism, and used their magic power to surround Xiyuan from four directions.
"Boom!" Xi Yuan slammed out with all his strength, but it was caught by the first and second Yellow Turban warriors. The third, fourth and fifth Yellow Turban warriors slammed out from the left, right and back at the same time, and three terrifying golden immortal powers directly hit Xi Yuan.
At this moment, the entire Muyun Mountain shook violently, followed by landslides and cracks in the ground, with smoke and dust rising everywhere. The Muyun Mountain God's Mansion also collapsed under the power of the three Golden Immortals, leaving only the Mountain God's Mansion floating in the air like a rootless duckweed.
The sandalwood chair under Fang Jian had also shattered, and he stood up, using his magic power to protect Xuan Ying and Wang Ji behind him.
“Golden Immortal!!!”
The protective fairy light on Xiyuan's body was broken by Chusan, Chusi and Chuwu, and he himself took the full force of the three people's palm. The palm made his blood surge, his magic power reversed, his face turned purple, and he spat out a stream of blood.
But even more shocking than his injuries was the realization that he had been mistaken! These generals weren't True Immortals or Mysterious Immortals at all; they were all Golden Immortals! They had concealed their Daoist aura!
"Despicable!" Xi Yuan shouted angrily. He wouldn't dare to act on his own as long as there was only one Golden Immortal, let alone there were five now. No, those two should be too. In other words, Fang Jian brought seven Golden Immortals here.
Xi Yuan felt something was wrong and began to panic. Seven Golden Immortals! There was no way to fight, only to escape. Only by escaping would there be a glimmer of hope.
After making up his mind, Xiyuan no longer hesitated and immediately revealed his golden immortal form. At the moment of revealing the form, the power of Xiyuan's form exploded, and the five yellow-turbaned warriors around him were pushed back several feet. Then Xiyuan activated the escape technique and instantly flew into the air.
Xi Yuan flew into the air and watched the mountains, rivers and land below becoming smaller and smaller in his eyes. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As long as he successfully launched the escape technique, he would have escaped halfway.
But at this moment, two huge hands fell from the sky and slammed heavily on Xiyuan's Dharma image.
'Boom'
Xiyuan's Dharma image was hit hard, and a golden blood was instantly scattered in the sky. Then Xiyuan's Dharma image collapsed, and the whole person turned back into his original human form.
Xi Yuan, who had returned to his original form, looked up with a pale face, and saw two yellow-turbaned strongmen who were thousands of feet tall, wearing dark yellow Taoist robes and yellow turbans on their heads, looking down at him with the majesty of standing tall and reaching the sky.
At the same time, the other five Yellow Turban warriors also manifested their ten-thousand-foot Dharma bodies, completely blocking Xiyuan's escape route.
"Humph." Fang Jian snorted coldly at Xi Yuan who was surrounded by the Yellow Turban warriors and said, "Want to escape?"
After saying that, Fang Jian raised his hand and pointed, issuing an order to the seven Yellow Turban warriors: "Capture them!"
As Fang Jian finished speaking, Xi Yuan's face turned grim. Looking at the Yellow Turban warriors in front of him, he knew that he was doomed today.
So without saying a word, he used all his magic power and used all his magic weapons, ready to fight to the death.
However, just when he was about to make a desperate fight, the Yin-Yang pattern on the yellow turbans of the seven Yellow Turban warriors suddenly shot out a black and white Yin-Yang divine light.
Seven rays of yin and yang divine light shot out, instantly destroying all of Xiyuan's protective fairy light and magic weapons, and piercing his shoulder blades, wrists, kneecaps and dantian respectively.
With an unwilling and shrill scream, Xiyuan, covered in blood, fell from thousands of feet in the sky like a fallen leaf.
But as he fell, a golden light flew over, and then a golden fairy rope tied him up tightly. This was the Yellow Turban Warrior's third magic weapon: the golden rope.
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