Seeing this scene, the face of Mangcang Mountain's Yuanshen Mighty Master changed greatly, and his eyes were full of horror. Regarding Xiantian Wuji Sect, this Yuanshen Mighty Master who has lived for a long time has long heard about the famous name. The Xiantian Wuji Sect destroyed the sect and destroyed the sect.
The methods spread widely, but he never thought that Mangcang Mountain would one day face the Xiantian Wuji Sect.
Although there are only a few dozen people from Xiantian Wuji Sect, these monks are all at the middle stage of Dharma Realm at their lowest level, and the Xiantian Wuji Sect monks are all amazingly talented people, and their spiritual skills are all above the level of Xiantian spiritual skills.
Coupled with the Xiantian Wuji Sect's special cultivation methods, these monks' killing methods are extremely shocking, and cannot be stopped by ordinary monks.
"Is it you? Xuan Yuanzi, I didn't expect you to still be alive!"
The powerful leader of the Xiantian Wuji Sect actually knew the white-haired Primordial Spirit Power from Mangcang Mountain and called out his name.
Xuan Yuanzi's eyes were cold: "Do you know me? No one has mentioned the three words Xuan Yuanzi for a long time!"
"Haha, you were also a famous figure in Xingyun State back then. How could I not know this? It's good that you have lived long enough and it's time to die. Take action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and dozens of Dharma-like powers rushed towards the Nine Peaks of Mang Cang, leaving him alone to face Xuan Yuanzi.
"Kill them, these people are assassins of the Xiantian Wuji Sect. If they don't die, our Mangcang Mountain will disappear into smoke today!"
Xuan Yuanzi knew the Xiantian Wuji Sect's methods of doing things, and shouted hurriedly. He wanted to stop it, but a great power of the Yuan Shen Dzogchen realm stood in front of him, giving him no chance to stop it.
"Come!"
Before Xuan Yuanzi could think about it, the Yuanshen of Xiantian Wuji Sect reached out and made a move. Although he could not see the expression on his face clearly, Xuan Yuanzi knew that he could not hide. If he wanted to protect Mangcang Mountain, he had to kill the person in front of him.
Otherwise, no one can escape this soul today!
"die!"
Suddenly, a small crossbow appeared in Xuan Yuanzi's hand. It was the Divine Sound Demon-Slaying Crossbow. As soon as the crossbow came out, a bright divine light shot towards the person in front of him.
Boom!
This divine light surpasses the speed of thunder, emitting rolling thunder with terrifying power.
But what is even more shocking is that when the Yuan Shen of Xiantian Wuji Sect faced this divine light, he stretched out his hand lightly and pinched it. Without any power, the divine light directly stopped in mid-air, and a golden crossbow arrow was used by this person.
Clamped between two fingers, unable to move.
"this……!"
When Zhang Qian secretly saw this scene, he was immediately shocked. This method was very inconsistent, but it made people desperate.
A look of horror flashed in Xuan Yuanzi's eyes, and he threw the Shenyin Demon-Slaying Crossbow aside. He knew that this treasure was useless.
"Don't bring out these miscellaneous magic weapons. It's embarrassing!"
The powerful Xiantian Wuji Sect threw away the crossbow arrows between his fingers and spoke indifferently.
Xuan Yuanzi glanced around and was horrified to find that in just a short period of time, thousands of Mangcang Mountain disciples had their cultivation banned and were led to the huge open space between the nine peaks of Mangcang without any resistance.
Although he didn't know why these killing gods didn't kill anyone, Xuan Yuanzi didn't think that Xiantian Wuji Sect would let Mangcang Mountain go.
"I understand, it should be Li Qingcheng who hired you, right? Sure enough, it will be different when you become the leader, Li Qingcheng! Come out!"
Xuan Yuanzi suddenly shouted loudly, but there was no response, and he didn't know whether Li Qingcheng was here.
Zhang Qian, however, was very convinced that Li Qingcheng should be hiding in the void. After all, the fortune seal of Mangcang Mountain was something Li Qingcheng was determined to obtain, and Li Qingcheng would definitely collect it personally.
After waiting for a while, Xuan Yuanzi realized that there was no response, and said with a sad smile: "What? You don't dare to face me? Li Qingcheng, I have been kind to you several times, but now you want to destroy me, Mangcang Mountain, Li Qingcheng , Although Xu Jingyang’s little calculations are a bit shameless, but my crime in Mang Cang Shan is not worthy of death, can you please let me go in consideration of my original kindness? "
Xuan Yuanzi has lived for a very long time, and is no longer the powerful person who valued his face more than anything else. Moreover, he is now about to expire, and he does not want to see the Mangcang Mountain that he carefully cared for be destroyed. Once you do, ask for mercy directly.
However, this time Xuan Yuanzi still didn't get any response, but the Xiantian Wuji Sect opposite him laughed loudly: "Xuan Yuanzi, it's rare for you to put down your body and beg for mercy. It's a pity, don't you know that the best way to understand cause and effect is Just kill him! What do your kindnesses back then mean? They will cease to exist when you die!"
"Okay, okay, I want to see how you want me to die!"
Xuan Yuanzi's face turned red, and he was a little angry. He flashed his body and held his palms to form a seal. A magnificent aura appeared. At this moment, a shadow of a ten thousand-foot sacred mountain appeared in his palm. The shadow of this deep mountain was extremely clear, as if he was in control of the sacred mountain. Power!
Boom!
The sacred mountain came down with pressure and violently suppressed the mighty Xiantian Wuji Sect on the opposite side.
"Huh, what a small trick, let me break it!"
Facing the overwhelming sacred mountain that came to suppress him, this great power could not dodge or dodge. He stretched out his five fingers, like a cage, and five pillars descended from the sky, instantly covering this illusory sacred mountain!
The five heavenly pillars turned into five colors, and the five elements of Taoism flowed on them. When they combined violently, they instantly exploded this ten thousand-foot sacred mountain!
"puff!"
The sacred mountain was destroyed, and blood flowed from the corner of Xuan Yuanzi's mouth. This sacred mountain was the sustenance of his life's Taoism. He lived for a long time, and his biggest wish when he was about to die was to make Mangcang Mountain prosperous.
This illusory sacred mountain was the manifestation of Taoism that Xuan Yuanzi had longed for, but it was a pity that it was instantly destroyed by five colorful sky pillars!
At this moment, Xuan Yuanzi's mind has been severely damaged and his soul is dispirited. This is a huge gap in realm.
Facing a powerful person in the Great Perfection realm of Yuan Shen, he had little power to fight back.
"You still have some talent, but it's a pity. If you had such an understanding when you were young, and turned your expectations into your own Taoism, you might not have missed the chance to realize your own Taoism. As for now? You are old!"
you're old.
These three words completely devastated Xuan Yuanzi. A ferocious look flashed in his eyes, and with his palms dancing, sacred mountains appeared, and meteorites fell towards the enemy on the opposite side like meteors!
Unfortunately, everything was in vain. These sacred mountains were all destroyed by the five-color pillars falling from the sky, without any effect.
Zhang Qian could see clearly that the powerful Yuan Shen of the Xiantian Wuji Sect had obviously understood a bit of his own way. Although he had not made a breakthrough, he was not far away from breaking through to the realm of Yan Dao. The five pillars he used should be this The self-realization manifested by people.
Xuan Yuanzi pitted the ignorant against the righteous, how could he stand a chance?
"Kneel down!"
Suddenly, the powerful Xiantian Wuji Sect roared loudly, turned his five fingers, and Youhu saw him appear on Xuan Yuanzi's lower abdomen through the void.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the palm struck hard on Xuan Yuanzi's Dantian. The five-color Taoist spirit circulated and directly sealed Xuan Yuanzi's Dantian, causing him to lose all power in an instant!
Plop!
The imprisoned Xuan Yuanzi fell hard to the ground, his head badly bruised and bleeding. There were dense crowds of people around him, tens of thousands of them.
These figures are all disciples of Mangcang Mountain. At this moment, they have all been sealed by the Xiantian Wuji Sect monks and have become mortals without the power to bind a chicken.
"The Supreme Elder!"
"Elder, how are you?"
…
These disciples hurriedly stepped forward to help Xuan Yuanzi up. Everyone looked at the vague figure in the sky with hatred.