Yan Xuan was obviously not the only one who had such thoughts. Most of the people behind Yan Xuan looked at Li Chen with hatred, enthusiasm, expectation, excitement, gloating and other emotions.
Except for the newly rising casual cultivators of the Tiandao Alliance, most of them have a deep or shallow hatred with the Lichen Sect. Or they have conflicts of interest, and they covet the immortal blood controlled by the Lichen Sect.
Especially after a huge pillar of fire rose into the sky in the Lichen Sect, almost everyone's face showed joy.
"Internal response? This direction is towards Shuiyun Peak. What's the point?"
The new leader of the Tiandao League is a practitioner named "Zizhao" Chunyang. He was originally a loose cultivator in the Western Regions and rarely set foot in the Central Plains cultivation world. It was not until eighty years ago that he was named "Hanyuan" by Yan Xuan
Using the magic pill as a inducement, he was recruited under his command and became the new leader of the Tiandao Alliance and the right-hand man of the Great Spirit Emperor.
At this moment, I saw the scene of the forbidden hair collapsing on Mount Lichen. Master Zizhao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, with a smile on his face: "I would like to congratulate Your Majesty, today I finally got my long-cherished wish.
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After assisting Yan Xuan for more than ninety years, 'Zizhao' has a deep understanding of the great spirit emperor's heart. He knows how much Yan Xuan hates and fears the Lichen Sect. It is said that he hates it deeply.
Bone marrow, unforgettable, may have become lighter.
This person’s lifelong wish is to destroy the Lichen Mountain Sect and cut off the lineage of this sect. He will depose all the male cultivators of the Lichen Sect as spiritual slaves and torture them day and night. He will train all the female cultivators of this sect to become spiritual prostitutes.
Wanton humiliation!
To make that person regret this day——
However, Yan Xuan laughed loudly and walked in the air, heading in the direction of Lichen Benshan Mountain.
It is true that my long-cherished wish has been fulfilled. After today, I will be completely eliminated from this world!
Zhuang Wudao, Zhuang Wudao, no matter how talented you are, it doesn't matter. No matter how painstakingly you plan for Li Chen, so what?
The Li Chen Sect has finally perished, and perished in its own hands! Today, I, Yan Xuan, will destroy everything you left behind, and destroy all the people and things you cherish and value! Including the Li Chen Sect.
, also includes the ancestor’s mourning hall where Jiefa is buried.
The revenge of patricide will eventually be washed away with blood!
His mind was clear and he felt so comfortable. At this time, Yan Xuan's only regret was that the man had left this world and could not kill him with his own hands to comfort the spirit of his father and ancestors. However, he could not kill Zhuang Wudao, but he could whip Jiejie.
Corpse of Law as a replacement!
The moment Yan Xuan stepped onto the top of Lichen Mountain, a sharp and hair-raising Qi suddenly erupted violently at his side.
"Ling Huaying?"
Having had the experience of fighting several times, Yan Xuan immediately recognized the identity of the person coming.
The Killing Sword specializes in the way of killing, and uses crazy killing to condense the "Killing Sword Intention". The killing sword intention alone can break through any method of horizontal training of Gang Qi.
Yan Xuan's spiritual network captured Ling Huaying's location in an instant.
——In any other situation, Yan Xuan would not care too much. One is at the peak of Hedao and the other is at the perfection of practice. There is a big difference in the realm. Even if Ling Huaying relies on the secret method of 'Killing Sword', he can only
Can barely compete with him.
It was indeed just a matter of resistance. In the past seven fights, except for the first time when Ling Huaying was tied with him, the other six times she was defeated and escaped, and she was seriously injured.
But today is different. At this time, there are nine spiritual lights hovering around Ling Huaying's body, forming a powerful field covering thousands of miles. It also forcibly suppresses the tyrannical energy in Yan Xuan's body, knocking everyone down.
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Jurisdiction——
Yan Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't expect that using the Lichen Sect's teaching tools at the same time could form a complete magical power that only immortal cultivators can have.
However, he did not panic, and suddenly reached out his hand and struck into the void.
"Here comes the gun!"
The dragon energy between heaven and earth is boiling. In the distance, the nine-headed dragon-armored divine guards have golden energy impacting from above their heads, and the nine dragon-suppressing stones respond at the same time.
A pale golden long sword took shape in Yan Xuan's hand in an instant. With a soft sound of "dang", there were more than hundreds of blows in the void. The dragon's energy coiled and the sword light roared.
The blood-colored sword shadow exploded, and tiny bits of it were like blood mist and rain, constantly piercing into it. It cut open all his skin, leaving traces of blood.
However, Yan Xuan was about to fall into the most dangerous situation. Master Zi Zhao had already arrived.
"presumptuous!"
Among the Tianji Monuments, Zi Zhao ranks sixth, but he holds a rare treasure given by Yan Xuan, the 'Xuanhan Divine Umbrella'. When the spiritual light waved, layers of layers of light were laid in front of Yan Xuan in an instant.
Stacked umbrella-shaped nimbus.
The Qi Yuan exploded, and the three figures flew away at the same time. Zizhao Zhenren's right arm exploded to pieces because it could not withstand the impact of Ling Huaying's sword.
Yan Xuan's dragon robe also had countless cracks. Although he was not seriously injured, the total number of sword marks left by Ling Huaying on his body at that moment reached thousands. This made him extremely angry.
In public, under the gaze of tens of millions of people, he was extremely embarrassed.
Ling Huaying was in the most miserable shape. Her whole body fell like a meteor, and blood fountains burst out from more than 60 places outside her body.
Knowing that this person had been seriously injured, Yan Xuan was still extremely fearful. He retreated a few steps and retreated into the protection of several major practitioners around him. They were each other's horns to guard against this person's next attack.
However, after a long time, there was no movement. Only then did Yan Xuan realize that although Ling Huaying was not dying at this time, he was not far away from this state. The meridians in his body were broken and his true energy was exhausted. And
The nine Dharma transmission halls also returned to their original shape, standing in all directions.
It turns out that this is the case, and it is no longer possible to activate the Dharma transmission hall——
A trace of understanding and contempt flashed across Yan Xuan's eyes. Although Ling Huaying still had the strength to fight again, she could no longer control the nine Dharma-transmitting temples at the same time.
This also means that the Li Chen Sect, which was finally able to check and balance the power to resist the Great Ling Dynasty, has disintegrated and collapsed in front of him.
However, Yan Xuan was stunned again immediately. He did not see any pain or despair on Ling Huaying's face.
He was obviously seriously injured, covered in blood, and knew that there was no hope for Li Chen, but at this moment, Ling Huaying was smiling, extremely pleased, and full of excitement.
When Yan Xuanzheng didn't know why, he heard in the distance that the original location of the Dharma Transmission Hall, at the very center of the entire Nanming City God's Lei Liehuo Flag Gate Formation, was a girl with bloodstains on her face, looking like a madman, and she also burst out laughing.
stand up.
"He's coming, it's Wu Dao, he's coming without Dao! Hahaha, Yan Xuan, you thief. Are you ready to die? And you guys, the price for betraying me, the Lichen Sect, is not light.
.He Daozhi, I think you are extremely stupid——"
The shrill voice spread in all directions and could be heard within a radius of seven thousand miles.
Yan Xuan had already recognized that it was Beitang Wan'er, but he paid flawless attention. At this moment in his heart, he was extremely frightened. The fear hidden deep in his heart was suddenly awakened.
Zhuang Wudao, is it him? How is that possible?
His eyes suddenly shifted and were fixed on the altar further away, which was guarded by Yun Lingyue.
Yan Xuan never paid attention to the invitation ceremony prepared by the Li Chen Sect from beginning to end. However, at this moment, there was a faint shadow taking shape above the altar.
Before the person arrived, the clear and magnetic voice had already spread throughout the void.
"Who dares to offend me, Li Chen? Hurt my senior brother?"
A sudden burst of sword energy flew down in the air. The sound was not very impressive, but it penetrated the 'Xuanhan Divine Umbrella' that was hitting Ling Huaying. Then the energy flew away, destroying the eighty-four-year-old sword.
The heavily restricted tyrannical treasure was forcibly torn into pieces.
Immediately after, a thought like the power of heaven suddenly descended. There were violent thunders everywhere, covering an area of thousands of miles.
This is a calamity thunder, because the magic power of the incoming person is too vast and overbearing, causing the will of this world to resist instinctively.