Saint Lord Ranchen shook his finger, and the wish-fulfilling bowl hovered above his head, tilting slightly, and the firelight was sucked into it.
Seeing this, Master Chongxiang put away the fierce wind lamp. Seeing the bright golden light on the wishful alms bowl and the pure magic power, he asked: "You can't refine such a pure treasure with your evil sect. Where did you get this thing?"
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Unexpectedly, Master Chongxiang realized that the wish-fulfilling bowl was not his, and Saint Lord Ranchen became even more angry. He bared his teeth and said bitterly: "How dare you look down on me like this?
This wish-fulfilling bowl was obtained through hard work and hard work!"
Master Chongxiang shook his head: "The pure will purify themselves. Even if your magic power is unclean, the Wishful Bowl is still pure. Your magic power and this treasure are obviously not the same method. Anyone with a discerning eye will know it at a glance."
Saint Lord Ranchen was already so angry that he couldn't hold back his anger even after two rounds, and he smashed the wishful bowl directly on the head of Master Chongxiang.
When Master Chongxiang saw the Ruyi Bowl flying towards him, he did not dare to look down upon it at all. He directly took out his natal treasure, the Falling Sun Clock, to attack it. He heard a roar and a golden light swayed on the top of the mountain.
The Falling Sun Clock hung above the head of Master Chongxiang and shone brightly. The Wishful Bowl was taken back by Saint Lord Ranchen, put into his sleeve, and put away.
Just as Master Chongxiang said, this object does not belong to Saint Lord Ranchen. He is afraid of breaking it and does not dare to have a head-on collision with the Meteoric Sun Clock.
Master Chongxiang seemed to be slightly better, but in fact he was secretly shocked: "Where did this treasure come from? Why is the magic power on it so pure, and it can still remain clean even if it is held in the hands of such an unclean person?"
When Wu Bingjie saw Saint Lord Ranchen put away the wish-fulfilling bowl, she couldn't help but sneered: "Why did you put it away?
Afraid of getting damaged?"
Saint Lord Ranchen showed a fierce look in his eyes and took out the Blazing Cloud Bell.
A red beam of light shot up into the sky, and endless killing energy spread on the top of the mountain.
Master Chongxiang was furious when he saw it: "You have a wonderful treasure in your hand, why do you want to refine such an unclean thing again!"
Wu Bingjie and others were immediately infected by the murderous aura. They could not stop their evil thoughts and were unable to realize it. They all had red eyes and gnashed their teeth.
Saint Lord Ranchen smiled proudly: "With this treasure, can I dominate Shannan Road?"
"You heretic, I will destroy this thing now!"
Master Chongxiang flicked his sleeves, and a golden light from behind his head shone on the Falling Sun Clock. With the blessing of magic power, the red light on the Falling Sun Clock became even more intense, and it hit the Chiyun Bell directly.
Not to be outdone, Saint Lord Ranchen shook his body and emitted a red light from the back of his head, turning the Chiyun Bell into a red color, making it look particularly ferocious.
There was another loud noise, and a wave of heat mixed with the smell of blood falling on the red-hot iron plate filled the air, and the disciples of both groups were knocked back.
The mist dispersed, and the Falling Sun Clock covered up its precious light and fell to the ground, while the Blazing Cloud Clock still hung high, glowing red as if in demonstration.
Saint Lord Ranchen said proudly: "This clean treasure of yours cannot be used if it is stained with the smell of blood. It is vulnerable to a blow!"
Of course, Zhongxiang Zhenren knew that his Meteor Sun Clock would be destroyed if it had any blood on it. He just hoped that this full blow could directly destroy the Chiyun Bell. Unexpectedly, the Chiyun Bell was far better than he imagined.
Be firm. Not only does this move have no effect, it actually destroys your own life treasure.
Seeing the Falling Sun Clock, the faces of the disciples of the Yunyang Sect changed drastically and looked frightened. Wu Bingjie called out softly: "Master?"
Master Chongxiang's eyebrows were twisted into a knot. He turned around and said to Wu Bingjie with a gloomy face: "Quick, go back and open the formation!"
Wu Bingjie refused to leave. She shed tears and stamped her feet: "Master!"
Master Chongxiang waved anxiously: "Go quickly and leave a bloodline for the Yunyang Sect!"
Unexpectedly, the leader actually said such words as leaving his bloodline. It was obvious that the situation was serious, and all the disciples were frightened. Wu Bingjie shook her head: "Teacher, I will die with you!"
He Luqin looked at his seventh junior brother Chen Changhao and said, "Junior brother, go back quickly!"
Chen Changhao also refused: "Teacher and senior brother want to fight to the death, and I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Does the second senior brother let me go because he looks down on me?"
He Luqin said excitedly: "The responsibility of reviving the Yunyang Sect rests on you. Are you saying that I look down on you?"
Chen Changhao looked at Wu Bingjie, then at Zhongxiang Master, gritted his teeth, and turned to leave.
Holy Lord Ranchen smiled contemptuously: "You guys are so reluctant to part with each other, why not just go to hell together. I will send you on your way right now, and none of you can escape."
When the Blazing Cloud Bell was struck, a buzzing sound was emitted, mixed with countless shouts of killing.
Wu Bingjie and others bared their teeth, glared, lowered their bodies, and hated each other. Master Chongxiang couldn't help but feel the murderous intention in his heart. When he saw his disciple was attacked, he quickly released the fierce wind lamp, which wasted his own cultivation. He put out the light to cover it, and said with difficulty: "Quickly go!
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He Luqin grabbed Wu Bingjie and said, "Senior sister, hurry up and invite Master Yinghua and Elder Lin!"
Wu Bingjie shook her head and said to He Luqin: "Go ahead!"
He Luqin said excitedly: "Sister, you have the highest magic power and the fastest escape technique. It's still too late for you to go now. If it's too late, Master won't be able to hold on!"
Wu Bingjie thought about it and gritted her teeth: "Protect Master!"
Turn around and leave.
Seeing that Wu Bingjie was about to run away, Saint Ranchen pointed his finger at the Chiyun Bell, and made another buzzing sound, which was mixed with the murderous intention and obsession of the dead souls of Dinglu Mountain before they died, and flew towards Zhenren Chongxiang.
The pressure on Master Chongxiang increased greatly. Although he could use the Fierce Wind Lantern to protect his disciples at the expense of his own cultivation, he did not have the Ding Gong of Master Yinghua and could not resist the influence of Chiyun Bell on his mind.
As the buzzing sound came, Master Chongxiang flashed before his eyes the scenes of countless people who died tragically in the Dinglu Mountain battle. His state of mind was also affected, and his murderous intention became more and more intense. He finally gritted his teeth and glared angrily, and put away the fierce wind lantern.
"Why are you so useless?
You have studied Taoism with me for so many years, but not a single one has become a master?
No matter how big something happens on the mountain, I have to do it myself?
What's the use of you?"
Master Chongxiang turned around and asked his disciples angrily.
Wu Bingjie and others were startled, but they quickly realized that the leader had been attacked and shouted loudly: "Teacher! Wake up quickly!"
Saint Lord Ranchen smiled ferociously: "Master Chongxiang went crazy and his disciples died violently. Listen, how pleasant it sounds."
Master Chongxiang's eyes were fierce and unfamiliar, making people shudder. He slowly picked up the fierce wind lamp in his hand, blessed it with magic power, and prepared to attack the disciples in the sect.
When Wu Bingjie saw that something was wrong, she opened her hands to block the disciples, stepped back, and exclaimed: "Run!"
All the disciples ran away. Master Chongxiang raised the fierce wind lantern high and was about to throw it out.
At this moment, the air in front of Master Chongxiang fluctuated, and Lin Xiaodong's figure emerged from it, reaching out to grab his wrist holding the fierce wind lantern.
The figure of Master Chongxiang also began to ripple along with Lin Xiaodong, becoming translucent.
All things in the world are interconnected and are one. Master Chongxiang suddenly woke up and found that he had no body. When he looked up, it turned out that Lin Xiaodong was here.