"This senior brother must have just returned from an outing. Senior brother doesn't know something..." Brother Sufa suddenly stopped midway through his words, and his face gradually became ugly.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Dongfang Zimo frowned and looked at the man, and found that a monk in the crowd was communicating with him.
When the monk in the team saw Dongfang Zimo discovering him, he was so frightened that he drew his sword and stepped back several steps.
When Yang Chen saw this scene, his face darkened, and he clasped his fingers to arrest this person for questioning.
"No! These two are the enemies! Someone come quickly!"
The monk with tied hair suddenly put on several talismans and started shouting loudly.
The Yang family's disciples who were patrolling nearby and the monks from other places on the street heard this and gathered around in shock.
Yang Chen snorted coldly and condensed a layer of spiritual protection in front of him to block all attacks from these talismans.
"It seems that something is wrong. Let's leave here first." Dongfang Zimo saw so many monks surrounding him. Although he was not afraid of these low-level monks, he did not want to cause trouble.
Yang, who originally wanted to take action, heard this and had no choice but to release the Feng Shenzhou and the two of them jumped onto the boat and escaped into the light.
The movement here quickly alerted all the monks in the city.
Suddenly, dozens of foundation-building monks and their weapons were chasing the two.
"Are these people crazy? When we get to the sect, we must severely punish these naughty disciples!" Yang Chen shouted angrily, and drove the Feng Shenzhou towards the sect.
Dongfang Zimo had a pensive expression on his face, as if he was wondering what happened just now.
"Stand! You are so brave. Even if you attack us at night, you want to repeat the same trick now that so many fellow Taoists have come to reinforce us!"
More than a dozen Yang disciples stopped Feng Shenzhou with their swords, and each of them held various magical weapons and prepared to attack.
"Are you blind? You even dare to attack me!" Yang Chen unceremoniously released the golden elixir and said seriously.
"This! Golden elixir monk! Huh? You! You are senior brother Yang Chen!" A foundation-building monk with regular features and wearing a green robe was very panicked at first, but he was immediately surprised when he found out that it was Yang Chen.
"What? The enemy is actually our senior brother from the Yang family in Hechuan?"
"How is this going?"
When the other monks with unfamiliar faces heard this, they started talking in shock.
"Congratulations, senior brother, for becoming a golden elixir monk. I didn't expect that I haven't seen senior brother advance so quickly in many years." The green-robed monk did not dare to neglect and bowed deeply.
"Okay! Let me ask you why you attacked us. If you can't tell me a reason, don't blame me for not caring about our friendship!" Yang Chen said sternly.
"Yes! The thing is like this. A few nights ago, the sect was suddenly attacked by a powerful enemy. All the disciples in the sect suffered heavy casualties, and the leader who did this was the person next to the senior brother." The green-robed monk had a look on his face.
Startled, he pointed at Dongfang Zimo with fear.
When Dongfang Zimo saw this, he looked at the man in astonishment.
"Stop uttering such arrogant words! Get out of your way!" Yang Chen refused without thinking, and impatiently urged Feng Shenzhou to pass these people.
The green-robed man was frightened by Yang Chen's actions and quickly backed away, not daring to come near.
"What should I do? If the elders find out that I am waiting for this enemy to leave, I will definitely be punished." A monk said uneasily as he watched Dongfang Zimo escape.
"Do you still want to compete with Senior Brother Yang Chen? This person has a violent and irritable personality. If you anger him, we will all die at the hands of our fellow disciples." The man in green robe seemed to know Yang Chen very well and said with a pale face.
On the other side, after breaking out of the obstruction, Yang Chen and Dongfang Zimo flew unimpeded to the sect's land.
Those monks who wanted to chase them were unable to catch up because the difference in escape speed was too large.
Dongfang Zimo's face completely froze when he arrived at the sect's land.
The original green mountain forest seemed to have been burned by fire and turned into darkness. Many buildings in the sect were destroyed, and there were still some corpses on the ground that had not yet been dealt with.
The original fairyland is now in a mess, and it has long lost its former glory.
"Which fellow Taoist came to the land of Yang's sect in Hechuan?"
Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen were discovered by some disciples as soon as they appeared here.
Dongfang Zimo was about to speak when suddenly several groups of light flew behind him, including some talisman attacks.
Dongfang Zimo suddenly drew his sword and swung it, and the sword energy shot out in all directions, easily neutralizing these attacks.
"These two are the enemies of the sect, we cannot let them go!"
The call of a monk came from a distance. This man seemed to have used some kind of secret technique, and everyone at the foot of the mountain could hear it clearly.
In an instant, the sect's summoning bell was also rung.
Whether it was a monk who was practicing in seclusion or a monk who was dealing with some matters, he immediately came with his weapons as soon as he heard the sound of the bell.
Soon hundreds of monks with different cultivation levels appeared in the sky and surrounded Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen.
"Deploy a big formation and don't allow anyone to escape from this place!"
An old voice sounded in the air. Dongfang Zimo scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, but was shocked to find that he could not find out the source of the voice.
From a certain direction, a long rainbow came quickly, stopped over the crowd, and revealed a tall old man wearing gold and silver running, with a head full of white hair.
The old man's bright eyes swept around and stared at Dongfang Zimo.
Dongfang Zimo's heart trembled when he was stared at by this man, and he vaguely felt that something bad had happened.
"Okay! Your Excellency has come to our sect to cause trouble again today. It's true that our Yang family in Hechuan is easy to bully!" The old man in gold and silver robes had a ferocious face. When he saw Dongfang Zimo's face, he became furious. He clapped his hand with one hand and made a huge
The palm prints flew out.
Dongfang Zimo's face was pale, and he was about to cast a spell to resist the palm, but he saw Yang Chen suddenly protecting him in front of him and holding out a golden brush, which became as big as a pillar.
After a dull loud noise, the golden brush returned to its original size and fell into Yang Chen's hand, while the huge palm print disappeared.
"Ancient magic weapon?!" When the old man in gold and silver robes saw the golden writing brush, he showed surprise, and then his eyes fell on Yang Chen who was standing aside.
"See you, Great Elder! I wonder what it means to have so many fellow disciples here?" Yang Chen bowed his hands and saluted the old man.
"You are... nephew Yang Chen! You have also stepped into the golden elixir!" The old man in gold and silver robes was startled and showed a look of great joy.
"It was only with the help of Junior Brother Zimo that I was able to break through the golden elixir." Yang Chen said calmly, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Huh? This boy is an enemy of my sect. How can Junior Brother Yang be with this boy?" The man in gold and silver robes frowned and said in a deep voice.