Zhang Xiaofan cut off a path of fifty disciples with one sword, splitting them into two teams. At the same time, at least half of them were injured by the sword just now.
"Boy, I, Jiang Gong, am here to meet you!" A middle-aged man from Shushan disciple rushed out and charged towards Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan held a soul-eating rod to fight against him. He used the Shangqing Sword Technique to fight with him. Coupled with the special nature of his Shangqing Immortal Technique, he was much stronger than Jiang Gong, a Kunlun disciple affiliated with the Chan Cult.
The Kunlun Sect is an affiliate of the Chan Sect. They cannot learn the most profound Yuqing Immortal Technique, so their foundation is much lower than Zhang Xiaofan's.
At the same time, this is the same reason that even if Jiang Yunming is in the early stage of Golden Immortal, he still needs the blessing of a large array to suppress Mo Ranchen.
"Ants always have to pay the price!" Zhang Xiaofan showed a crazy smile, full of murderous intent, "The nature of human beings is bloodthirsty and killing, but ants are not qualified for this!"
The soul-eating rod in Zhang Xiaofan's hand emits dark blood, making the whole thing look even more evil. "Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong!" The golden light overflows, making it difficult for people to tell whether he is a demon or a Buddha.
A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Gong's eyes. He had heard of the title of Cang Mong Enemy, Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong, but he had never seen it.
In the Lingshan Mountain, Maitreya Buddha smiled and said, "World Honored One, Buddha Wuyou has become a demon. It is my duty to catch him."
Randen Ancient Buddha did not speak, but his meaning was very clear. He was familiar with standing on the opposite side of Jie Jiao.
Tathagata Buddha watched this live broadcast and was not threatened by Maitreya at all. "Whether it is a demon or a Buddha, I will take care of it. Master also has an idea. If you want to do it, go ahead and do it yourself."
Maitreya said with a smile on his face, "Just kidding, the Qingping Sword is in his hand, I don't dare to touch it."
In other words, if Mo Ranchen didn't have the Qingping Sword, he would be just an ordinary disciple. Although he was a direct disciple, look at the Golden Spirit Mother and the Turtle Spirit Mother. They were also direct disciples, so one of them would have died.
Is one on the list of gods?
It is much easier to deal with a direct disciple than to deal with a young master.
"This is your disciple. If he is really possessed by the devil, have you thought about the consequences?" Yuanshi Tianzun shouted angrily at Yu Yutian's method.
"Whether it's a demon or a Tao, it's all my fault. However, you attacked my disciple this time. The cause and effect will not be easily resolved." The leader of Tongtian Cult has always dismissed Yuanshi Tianzun's words.
"Can you please stop arguing? I have a headache." Daode Tianzun said coldly.
"Damn it, you're a demon!" Jiang Gong's expression suddenly changed, and he gradually felt like giving up.
"I, Zhang Xiaofan, practice the methods of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism and Demonism. Who in this era doesn't know?" Zhang Xiaofan dismissed it, "It's a pity that you don't have the chance to talk nonsense again."
"A thought of freedom!" A voice sounded from behind Jiang Gong. Jiang Gong stared blankly at the golden sword tip that was pierced through his chest and stained with red blood.
Jiang Gong looked lifeless, "So my blood is still red."
"Junior brother!" Jiang Yunfan was furious when he saw this, and shouted at Mo Ranchen, "You are a demon, a heinous demon!"
The pressure in Mo Ranchen's hands increased instead of decreasing, "Boqu, your Taoist sect is always like this. The enemies of your Taoist sect are demons, but who knows that those demons were once part of your Taoist sect?"
"Nonsense, Flying Dragon Sword Jue!" Jiang Yunming angrily scolded, brushing the fairy sword in his hand, and a dragon roar continued.
A giant dragon flew out from Jiang Yunming's sword, overwhelming everything with its vast power.
"Feilong Sword Art, try it if you have a chance." Li Xiaoyao looked at this scene.
Later, the bodies of Li Xiaoyao and Zhang Xiaofan were superimposed on each other, and they jointly faced Jinxia Tongzi who hurriedly arrived.
"Li Xiaoyao, that's Li Xiaoyao!"
"Are there really any descendants of Nuwa in this world?"
"Isn't this nonsense? Wasn't Ling'er just rescued from Shushan by our hero?"
In the Wa Palace, Nuwa glanced at Li Xiaoyao and then at Yunxiao, who was watching the live broadcast in the heaven. "Although this prehistoric period is going backwards, it is much more interesting than before."
"Your Majesty, those disciples from Shushan have taken refuge in Jie Jiao, but what about the fact that they imprisoned your descendants before?" Fairy Qingluan didn't think it was a big deal.
Nuwa glared at Qingluan, "You are the only one who has many things to do. I told you that there are no descendants of Nuwa. Don't talk about it so much if you have nothing to do."
"Empress, but now everyone in the prehistoric era likes Ling'er, and they are all very angry about Ling'er being imprisoned in Shushan. Now they are still at large, aren't you going to take care of them?" Fairy Caiyun asked.
"It's nothing to worry about. Those who dare to take revenge on Shushan are just ignorant people who don't think it's a big deal, or who don't know anything." Nuwa shook her head.
Knowing what Qingluan and Caiyun meant, Nuwa smiled and said, "Look back and let Wuyou film a happy story, and I won't care about Shushan anymore."
"Your Majesty is so kind." Fairy Qingluan smiled and Caiyun nodded, that's what they meant.
Li Lizhi covered her face and said nothing. You guys are plotting against my husband together. Why are you doing it in front of me?
Kunlun disciples maintain the sword formation to provide strength for Jinxia Tongzi and Jiang Yunming. They know that at this time, there is only so much they can do.
"Supreme Pure Immortal Technique, Supreme Pure Divine Thunder!" Mo Ranchen held the Wuji stick tightly to welcome the opponent's attack.
The flying dragon roared and crashed into Mo Ranchen. The roar made him confused. Zhang Xiaofan and Mo Yuan on the other side were shocked by this and fell into stasis for less than a second.
Jinxia Tongzi seized the opportunity and slashed the two of them with one sword. In less than a second, it was enough for the opponent to overturn the situation.
Mo Ranchen, who felt Zhang Xiaofan and Mo Yuan being killed, immediately received a backlash. This is the drawback of the clones.
The Purple Jade Lotus Platform of Samsara continued to restore the soul power of the two of them, "Damn it, I didn't expect the other party to be so strong."
Li Xiaoyao is a part of Zhang Xiaofan who split off with the power of the Sword and Fairy Tale. He has an independent consciousness, but he cannot completely separate from Zhang Xiaofan.
"How much longer do you need?" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Li Xiaoyao.
"A little bit." Li Xiaoyao was very eager to fight.
Mo Ranchen was knocked to the ground. Lying on the ground, he looked at the figure in the sky, standing under the sun, dazzling.
After Jinxia boy defeated Zhang Xiaofan and Mo Yuan, he came to Jiang Yunming and looked down at the fallen Mo Ranchen.
"Wuyouji, you can crawl into the formation and think about your mistakes behind closed doors. This is my last ultimatum to you."
Mo Ranchen didn't answer. He stood up from the shallow human-shaped hole he threw out and patted the dust on his body.
Then, he slowly flew out into the air, "I am also a young master of Jie Jiao after all. The luck I got from Jie Jiao must be boundless. Why do some people always think that they can defeat me casually?"