"This man is young and has great magical power. Nan Yangzi, Luo Guangxi, Wang Wenyao, and Sun Chengjiao join forces, but they are no match for him."
"With this person here, our Wuya Palace, and all of you who came here today, we may not have no chance of winning against Fudoguan."
Most of the sects who had seen Lin Xiaodong's skills defected to Fudongguan. No one in the Wuya Palace camp had heard of it, so naturally they wouldn't believe it.
Zhi Chenzi waved his hand and said: "Master, you have always been calm, why did you say such stupid things today?
When did the Taoist priests from Shannan Road come to our Congling?"
Lingxiangzi didn't believe it either: "Even if there are really masters in Shannan Road who can beat Nanyangzi, how come they come to Congling?"
Yuquanzi said: "Nanyangzi is a hundred years old, how can a young man be his opponent?"
Chun Chengzi said: "It's a matter of life and death, can I still lie to you?
When he comes and takes action, you will know whether what I told is a lie!"
Everyone exchanged glances and shook their heads. They did not believe that a person from Congling could defeat Nan Yangzi, let alone join forces with Luo Guangxi, Wang Wenyao, and Sun Chengjiao. They were all waiting to see if this person had three heads and six arms.
Song Lingxue left Wukui Mountain and arrived at Chonghua Palace in a short time. The white crane chirped several times, and Lin Xiaodong and Bailu Tongzi came to greet her.
Song Lingxue didn't have time to be polite and said to Lin Xiaodong: "Senior Brother Lin, it's bad, Fudo Temple has attacked our sect in the Wuya Palace camp. Just last night, Biluoxuan and Tianhe Temple were wiped out!"
Lin Xiaodong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Is there such a thing?"
Song Lingxue nodded heavily: "Yes, and Fudongguan's people are now in Wenzhang Mountain, less than five miles away from our Wukui Mountain. All sects have already arrived. My teacher asked me to come and ask for your help."
Lin Xiaodong looked at the distant mountains and thought in his heart. Nanyangzi knew that he was no match for him, but still acted in such a big way. He was obviously well prepared.
His face couldn't help but become more gloomy, and he took Song Lingxue's hand. In a flash, the two of them appeared out of thin air on the Wuya Palace Mountain Field.
Song Lingxue entered the courtyard, clapped her hands, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Lin is here!"
Zhichenzi, Yuquanzi, Lingxiangzi and others all turned around and saw that Lin Xiaodong was a young Taoist, dressed in gray robes, with a medium build and a medium appearance, with an expressionless face and only one pair of eyes as heavy as dead water.
Zhichenzi pointed at Lin Xiaodong and asked Chunchengzi: "He alone defeated Nanyangzi?"
Chun Chengzi looked at Song Lingxue and said, "I saw this with my own eyes all over the mountain, right here in my Wuya Palace."
Zhi Chenzi shook his head: "How is that possible?
Look at him at this age, can he have a hundred years of cultivation?"
Chun Chengzi said: "Master Nephew Lin's Taoism is profound, and the level of his illegal power can be measured."
Lingxiangzi curled his lips and said, "We just rely on him to defeat Fudoguan?"
Song Lingxue said unhappily: "Don't judge a book by its appearance. Although I, Senior Brother Lin, am young, my magic power is no less than that of all of you here today!"
After saying this, everyone was dissatisfied. Zhi Chenzi grinned and said: "I am also a centenarian. Do you think I am not a young opponent like him?"
Chun Chengzi saw that before he could deal with Fudo Kan, he was going to start fighting among himself. He said hurriedly: "Whether Senior Nephew Lin is Nan Yangzi's opponent or not, Fu Fu Kan has now been marked as Tianhe Kan."
"The two camps are bound to have a fight no matter what. Today, friends from all walks of life have given me face and come here one after another. If you feel that there is no chance of winning, you can go back the same way."
Zhichenzi and others exchanged glances, but no one moved. After leaving like this, someone would poke their spines. In Junchengzi's case, he would also make a note in his notebook. If he couldn't be beaten, he would have to bite the bullet.
Lingxiangzi said: "The master is right. If we don't hate the enemy, Congling will be the territory of Fudongguan from now on!"
The crowd's momentum rose again, and they raised their arms and shouted.
Lin Xiaodong came to Chun Chengzi and said: "There is no reason for Nanyangzi to act suddenly. I'm afraid there will be some changes."
Chunchengzi nodded: "I went to Biluoxuan and Tianhe to watch. The blood on the mountain was soaring. Not even the corpses of the disciples of the two sects were left. I'm afraid they practiced some evil skills."
"Blood energy?"
Lin Xiaodong tilted his head and looked diagonally upward, thinking that at this moment, exactly as at that moment, there was such a resemblance?
He immediately thought of the Huoyun Sect and Rongyuan Temple, and said, "Could it be that Nanyangzi also practiced the evil skill of nourishing vessels with blood?"
Chun Chengzi looked down: "The evil magic of Qianli Sect?"
Lin Xiaodong nodded: "Our Huoyun Sect in Shannan Dao used the evil magic learned from Qianli Teaching to cultivate Lingxiao Vine with living people. Later, Rongyuan Temple followed suit and used blood to cultivate purple magnolia."
Chun Chengzi couldn't help snoring after hearing this: "It's really an evil way. It has been destroyed and can still cause so many troubles."
Lin Xiaodong looked back at Wenzhangshan and said, "Could it be that Nan Yangzi also followed this method and used blood to refine weapons to improve his own strength?"
Junchengzi held her chest and head high, raised her hands, raised her eyebrows and said, "Just go and take a look and you'll find out!"
In the Wuya Palace camp, more than ten sects and more than fifty people, led by Chun Chengzi, rushed towards Wenzhang Mountain.
In Tianhe Temple, Nan Yangzi was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. He had been meditating hard for a year, but his cultivation was not as improved as last night.
I was even more impatient in the morning and set up formations on the mountain field in advance, waiting for Junnariko to lead his men into a trap.
Near noon, Chun Chengzi led a large army to the mountain field.
Yang Xuelan tearfully accused Nan Yangzi: "You killed my whole family in Biluoxuan?"
Nan Yangzi stretched out his arms proudly and laughed: "That's right! Thank you Bi Luoxuan, I have the magic power I have today!"
Luo Guangxi glanced at everyone, and finally his eyes rested on Lin Xiaodong, and said fiercely: "Are you here too?
Once you’re here, don’t even think about leaving!”
Lin Xiaodong observed Nan Yangzi, his eyes were blood red and filled with murderous intent. He had indeed practiced evil skills. He couldn't help but said with a cold face: "You are also a major Taoist sect, but you ended up taking an evil path!"
Nanyangzi laughed maniacally: "I have been on the right path for a hundred years, and it is better to go on the wrong path for one night. My cultivation level increased last night more than I have practiced in a year!"
Lin Xiaodong shouted sternly: "The purpose of cultivation is to escape from life and death and to understand one's mind and one's nature. You are obsessed with cultivation and have become a demon!"
Nanyangzi's eyes were bloodshot: "You, a yellow-tongued kid, come to talk to me about mysteries?
Get into formation!"
Luo Guangxi, Zhou Tonghe, Guo Botao, and Li Tairan surrounded Nanyangzi in the middle according to the directions. Nanyangzi took out the Earth Fissure Bell and struck it hard, and a red light rushed into the sky.
Lin Xiaodong's heart trembled. This murderous aura was even inferior to that of Saint Lord Ranchen! Chun Chengzi cultivated the pure and righteous method. Seeing this ferocious aura, he naturally became angry: "Evil obstacle!"
Turning around, he also ordered Song Lingxue and others to set up the formation. The mountains and rivers in the formation were undulating and the atmosphere was majestic. Regardless of the magic power, it was self-evident whether it was higher or lower in terms of realm.
Nanyangzi smiled scornfully: "You were no match for me before, and you are even less so now. You must die!"
Scarlet blood light shines on the mountain and river array.