From the dispute between Ling Bufei and Cen Muliang, to Ji Xingge's intention to self-destruct, to Qingchuan's intervention, the whole process only took a few sentences.
Zishu had paid close attention, but was still inevitably distracted when Ji Xingge blew himself up.
The vine inserted itself between the two of them and exploded instantly, turning into jade pieces.
Zishu's expression changed and he raised his hand to fight back.
Taking this opportunity, Ling Bufei's sword energy rolled over.
Zishu didn't want to let go, and tried to pull Ji Xingge back. The jade piece that was close at hand suddenly split, revealing a blade-like light.
No matter what, Bai Mengjin had already transformed into a god. Zi Shu didn't want to challenge her secret skills at such a close distance, so he had to step back.
Ji Xingge was pulled back by Ling Bufei and escaped from danger.
"My mother!" She patted her chest and let out a deep breath, "Fortunately, you took action in time. If it had been a little later, I would have really blown myself up."
"We are here, how can we let you die?" Ling Bufei snorted softly.
Over the years, they have experienced so many dangerous situations together, and they can tell what the other is thinking just by looking at each other. Only in this way can they dare to use the Nascent Soul self-destruction trick. One party has enough trust, and the other party also has enough strength.
"Devil, where are you going!" Cen Muliang shouted, the sound of swords erupted in the air, and he rushed towards Zishu.
Zishu was forced to retreat, and with Bai Mengjin and Ling Bufei filling in, he was once again surrounded.
After delaying for such a long time, the escape lights flew closer one after another, and Yang Xiangtian, Master Xu, and the real Archbishop Qingchuan arrived.
"Devil, you are really good at playing tricks!" Yang Xiangtian chased after him and realized it was a dummy. When he turned around, the camp at the bottom of the mountain had already exploded, and he was so angry that he died.
"Uncle Yang, don't be upset." Ling Bufei said slowly and opened the sword array, "He can only do it once. There are so many of us now, let's see where he goes!"
Leader Xu opened his hand, and a miniature ice palace appeared in his hand. He said in a cold voice: "You hurt my Xuanbing Palace disciples and ruined my sect's thousands of years of foundation. Qin Youfeng deserves to die, and so do you!"
Qingchuan didn't say anything, he just waved his sleeves and a towering ancient tree was uprooted out of thin air.
With six against one, Zi Shu has no chance of winning.
He was not in a hurry, and just said calmly: "Whether you are being tricked or your sect is taken away, the only fault is that you are useless. You are the only ones who hold high positions and occupy most of the resources in the world of immortality.
God is really unfair!"
When he said this, Master Xu immediately became furious: "When you are about to die, you still keep talking fast! Devil, let me die!"
After saying that, the Ice Palace flew up into the air, suddenly enlarged, and pressed down heavily.
Zi Shu saw that the situation was not good and soared into the sky.
The sword energy in his hand suddenly erupted and instantly transformed into a sword array, with traces of demonic energy flying and entwining in it, and it hit the ice palace in just an instant.
The ice palace suddenly fell and separated from the middle. It was difficult to tell whether the ice palace was too heavy or the sword energy was too sharp.
The opportunity was perfect! Yang Xiangtian then threw the scroll, and the golden runes painted a picture of mountains and rivers in mid-air.
The towering tree in Qingchuan also made a rustling sound, and its branches and vines stretched out.
The combined attack of the three blocked Zi Shu's path, and Cen Muliang and Ling Bufei were waiting for the opportunity to move.
When Ning Yanzhi arrived, this was what he saw.
He first observed the battle situation, made sure there was no danger, and came over to say hello.
"Miss Ji, are you okay?"
Ji Xingge shook his head: "It's okay. I was filled with some demonic energy. I just need to go back and remove it."
Ning Yanzhi nodded. He was shocked when he heard that the camp was destroyed. He had a good impression of Ji Xingge from previous visits and didn't want anything to happen to her.
After saying that, he looked at Bai Mengjin: "Miss Bai, I haven't congratulated you for turning into a god."
Bai Mengjin smiled faintly and Quan responded.
Ning Yanzhi knew that she didn't want to see him, so he wisely said nothing more.
Ji Xingge saw that he had been staring at Cen Muliang with a worried look on his face, so he asked, "Ning Xianjun, are you worried about Master Cen's injury?"
Ning Yanzhi responded: "My master was stabbed by a rat at Xuanyan Gate before. Although he is fine at the moment, I am afraid that his injury will get worse."
Cen Muliang was seriously injured last time, and he should have been recovering for a while, but something happened in the Xuanbing Palace. He was running around so much that it was difficult to even sit down and rest for a while. No wonder Ning Yanzhi was so worried.
Bai Mengjin suddenly smiled and said: "Ning Xianjun and Master Cen really have a deep master-disciple relationship, which is enviable."
This sentence sounded normal, but for some reason, Ning Yanzhi felt the hair on his back and only responded vaguely.
Fortunately, Bai Mengjin did not continue and turned his attention to the battle situation.
Ji Xingge looked at this and that, feeling confused.
However, she didn't care about Ning Yanzhi. Just thinking about it, the thought passed and she turned back to chat with Bai Mengjin: "Junior Sister Bai, aren't you going to help?"
Bai Mengjin replied: "Look, is there any place for me to take action?"
With Yang Xiangtian, Master Xu and Qingchuan blocking the road, plus Cen Muliang and Ling Bufei trying to find every opportunity, there really was no place for her to perform her actions.
Ji Xingge said regretfully: "I still want to see your heroic appearance in your first battle as a god!"
"Didn't you see it just now?" Bai Mengjin smiled back, "Isn't it cool to save you?"
Ji Xingge laughed: "That's right, I didn't realize at first that Bishop Qingchuan was the one you transformed into."
Bai Mengjin smiled slightly: "Zi Shu is very wary of me. Only by transforming into someone else can I make him relax. Senior Sister Ji, you also reacted very quickly. You actually thought of a way to deal with it right away."
"I'll give it a try too." After escaping from death, Ji Xingge was quite satisfied with his performance. "Anyway, if I fall into his hands, I won't end well, so I might as well fight."
Bai Mengjin praised: "Senior Sister Ji has made so much progress in these years, I don't even recognize her."
Ji Xingge was a little proud of being praised, but also a little embarrassed: "Oh, how can I compare to Junior Sister Bai. If I can transform into a spirit, why do I need this little trick?"
Bai Mengjin reassured: "Senior Sister Ji, don't worry. With your qualifications, it will only be a matter of time before you transform into a god."
As the two talked, the situation on the field changed.
Zi Shu was besieged by the five of them, and knowing that he was at the end of the road, he simply used the demon blood as a sacrifice to forcibly increase his strength, split the ice palace of Master Xu into two, and escaped.
Blessed with the blood sacrifice, he escaped very fast and was far away in the blink of an eye.
Bai Mengjin had been waiting for this moment. Immediately, his figure flickered, and gray fog came in an instant, blocking his way.
Zishu went in such a hurry that he crashed into the gray mist. Its unique attributes made even the demon cultivators eroded by the intention of death, and they let out a muffled groan.
Seeing him showing weakness, Cen Mu followed closely and struck out with his sword.
Unexpectedly, when the sword energy fell, Zi Shu suddenly exploded into a blood mist, turned several swords into one, and suddenly stabbed him from behind.
With Cen Muliang's ability, he could have avoided the sword, but he was injured, so he hesitated for a moment and then stabbed him firmly.
"Master!" Ning Yanzhi was shocked and rushed over.