Qingyuan Immortal Palace

At the same time, Sha Jue Ancestor did not neglect, and launched a fierce attack on Fang Yang.

The poisonous aura on his body was like a galloping horse, roaring towards him.

These poisonous gases also exude a strong corrosive atmosphere.

As long as ordinary monks are contaminated, they will probably die.

Even a monk like Xie Dechen was poisoned and almost died.

As soon as this poison came out, the monks of Wanxiang Sect became so aware that their faces changed.

Suddenly, at this moment, a roar came from the mountain behind Lingkui Peak.

"My regards to your grandma's Heaven-Splitting Sect, how dare you bully my sect!"

"Do you think my Wanxiang Sect is easy to bully? Don't even think about going out today!"

This roar was like thunder from the sky, causing pain in the ears of many monks.

In an instant, a fat old man with a white beard flew over from the back mountain quickly.

This fat old man has fair hair and a boyish face, with a big pink face.

This fat old man with a pair of triangular eyes looks vulgar no matter how he looks.

But what he said was righteous and stern: "You scoundrels, it's obviously a competition, but you still take action!"

"It's clear that they want to bully my Wanxiang Sect."

"And Zhao Su, you are a crawling little bastard. You think I don't know what you are doing."

"I just didn't say anything about you! But I didn't expect you to have an asshole on your face, open your eyes, and dare to betray the sect!"

"I greet the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!"

A series of scoldings, even more cruel than a street gangster.

Many Wanxiang Sect disciples are extremely relieved.

This wretched old man is none other than the Nascent Soul monk of the Wanxiang Sect - the Wanxiang Ancestor.

The ancestor of Wanxiang was shining with brilliance at this time. He had broken through the early stage of Yuanying and reached the middle stage of Yuanying.

In fact, the ancestor of Wanxiang has been trapped in the peak of the early stage of Nascent Soul for many years.

Yesterday, his disciple Xie Xueyi suddenly sent a jar of thunder tribulation rain from the god-transformation stage, allowing him to finally find a chance to break through.

In just one night, his many years of accumulation had made a breakthrough to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

You know, the entire mountain gate of Wanxiang Sect is actually a large formation.

Although the ancestor of Wanxiang is in Houshan Cave Mansion, he can know the changes through the formation.

In the past, Zhao Su was a little arrogant and domineering, and even got involved with the Proud Sword Immortal Sect regardless of the interests of the sect, but he didn't say anything.

Zhao Su advanced to become the ancestor of Yuanying, and even changed his name to the ancestor Wansu and wanted to challenge him, but he did not say anything.

The ancestor of Wanxiang is not indifferent.

Although he looks wretched, he is a man who is not confused about important things.

He felt that even though Zhao Su was a bit over the top, it would still be beneficial to the sect if he advanced to become a Nascent Soul monk.

But today the ancestor of Wanxiang has completely understood it.

This Zhao Su betrayed the interests of the sect again and again.

Today, he directly betrayed and betrayed the sect.

This also completely angered Ancestor Wanxiang.

Ancestor Wanxiang threw a piece of white silk in his hand and wrapped it around the poisonous aura released by Ancestor Sha Jue.

Obviously, the ancestor of Wanxiang wanted to save Fang Yang and prevent him from being injured by the poisonous gas.

The ancestor of Wanxiang actually already knew about the strong support from his disciple Xie Xueyi.

He saw Fang Yang being so righteous and was moved by Fang Yang, so he took action.

"You bad old man, how dare you fight with me? You must be impatient!"

Ancestor Sha Jue shouted loudly, and those poisonous gas blasted towards the white silk of Ancestor Wanxiang.

As soon as it came into contact, the spiritual energy on the white silk felt a huge filthy force, and the spiritual energy was instantly lost.

It fell from the sky, and the spiritual thoughts attached to it by the Ancestor of Vientiane were also exhausted.

"What a vicious guy!"

The ancestor of Wanxiang narrowed his triangle eyes and obviously began to re-evaluate the opponent's strength!

"Damn old man, today I will let you be poisoned into a black skeleton in front of all the disciples of the Wanxiang Sect. Let's see which of the disciples of the Wanxiang Sect dares to come forward without risking his life!"

Ancestor Shajue laughed loudly.

Jian Xuankong also held the sword in his hand, ready to take action at any time.

However, he knew that at this time, Ancestor Sha Jue had the advantage.

Moreover, everyone in the Splitting Heaven Sect has their eyes high. If he takes action rashly, not only will he not get any benefits, but he may also make Ancestor Sha Jue angry.

"Your asshole from the Sky Splitting Sect has grown into your mouth, right? You're spitting all over your mouth. Today I'm going to let you bastards see the power of my Wanxiang Sect!"

I saw a scroll appearing in the hands of the ancestor of Wanxiang.

The scroll depicts the entire mountain gate of Wanxiang Sect, which is very detailed.

The scenery on the scroll is also like a fairyland.

"The Great Vientiane Nine Palaces Map? How come you have this sect-suppressing treasure!" Zhao Su said in astonishment.

This Great Wanxiang Nine Palaces Picture is a mountain-holding treasure passed down from the first generation Wanxiang Patriarch of the ancient Wanxiang Sect.

This object depicts the scenery of all the gates of the Wanxiang Sect, but in fact this object is the general center of the Wanxiang Sect's formation.

In other words, the person who controls this map can use all the formations of Wanxiang Sect at will.

At the same time, the formations are integrated to achieve a perfect effect that cannot be achieved even if hundreds of people control the formations.

It is said that the founder of the Wanxiang Sect once relied on this object to defeat ten monks in the middle stage of divine transformation at once.

At that time, the founding ancestor was only in the early stage of becoming a god, and this incident shocked the world at the time.

Today, there are still records in the sect classics of Wanxiang Sect.

"Be careful, fellow Daoist Shajue, this object is the mountain-tightening treasure of the Wanxiang Sect. It can easily mobilize all the formations of the sect. It is very powerful!"

Zhao Su reminded him.

At this time, he already knew that the ancestor of Wanxiang had regarded him as an enemy.

He simply broke the pot and completely betrayed the sect.

"Humph, the treasure of a second-rate sect? Humph!"

"I don't know how many sects like this I have killed, and I don't know how many treasures like this I have collected!"

"Damn old man, don't think that you can block the car just by showing a picture. You first see if you have the ability to survive!" Ancestor Shajue yelled viciously.

At the same time, Ancestor Shajue threw a poison flag and shook it suddenly.

Dozens of black poisonous insects transformed from poisonous gas flew out, including many tiny poisonous mosquitoes, poisonous wasps, and black scorpions with wings.

The terrifying poisonous insects evolved from the poisonous gas in the sky make people feel extremely uncomfortable when they see them.

In an instant, under the control of Ancestor Sha Jue, poisonous insects all over the sky flew towards Ancestor Wanxiang and Fang Yang like crazy.

Ancestor Sha Jue fully expected that the opponent would be directly poisoned, but what he didn't expect was that Ancestor Wanxiang's fingertips touched the position of Lingkui Peak on the scroll in his hand.

The Ancestor of Wanxiang shouted: "Where is the Gangfeng of Wanxiang!"

In an instant, the surrounding aura seemed to be sensing.

A violent wind suddenly rose, blowing into the sky like a swarm of poisonous insects.

These poisonous insects were rolled around, crushed to pieces by the strong wind, and eliminated between heaven and earth.

"Hmph..." Ancestor Shajue snorted coldly, while continuing to shake the poisonous fan in his hand.

Suddenly, the poisonous gas became violent again, and at the same time, several times more poisonous insects flew out from the poisonous pan.

Some of them launched attacks on the Wanxiang Ancestor, and more poisonous insects flew towards many Wanxiang Sect disciples.

"This person wants to massacre the Wanxiang Sect disciples to force the Wanxiang Ancestor to submit!"

Fang Yang immediately saw the thoughts of Patriarch Sha Jue.

At this moment, the expression of the Ancestor of Vientiane changed, he pointed at the Nine Palaces of Vientiane and shouted: "Where is the Heavenly Fire!"

Fang Yang also discovered that the location pointed by the ancestor of Wanxiang was exactly where he was marked on the map.

As soon as the Wanxiang Ancestor finished speaking, the sound of "rumbling..." came.

A huge thunderbolt and sky fire struck down.

In an instant, all the poisonous insects that had just bared their teeth and claws were blasted away by the terrifying lightning and fire, leaving only a burning stench.

At the same time, the lightning just now also struck the poisonous insect in the hand of Ancestor Sha Jue. He was unable to repair it for a while, and naturally he could not release the poisonous insect.

"The power of the formation?"

Although Fang Yang has been practicing formations for a long time, this is the first time he has seen such formations being manipulated.

Not to mention him, even He Dong, who came from the Qingluofeng Formation lineage of the Wanxiang Sect, was dumbfounded.

He Dong couldn't help but said in surprise: "Such a method coincides with the four-in-one attack strategy of the United States!"

Ho Tung thought of the war waged by his home country, the United States.

Many times, people don't show up, they just control a display screen thousands of miles away, point at the touch screen, and launch a shocking attack.

Thinking of this, He Dong also had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

Ancestor Shajue was also shocked.

However, he felt the weakening of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he returned to normal in an instant.

"Haha, although this method is powerful, it also consumes a lot of spiritual energy!"

"It might have been good if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was full in ancient times. Now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has changed, they won't be able to support it for long."

"As long as too much spiritual energy is consumed, the mountain-protecting formation they are proud of will lose its effectiveness before it is attacked!"

As he spoke, Patriarch Shajue suddenly took out a red jade slip and shouted: "Brothers and sisters outside, the Wanxiang Sect doesn't know what is good or bad, attack me!"

Ancestor Shajue immediately crushed the jade talisman in his hand.

In an instant, the three Nascent Soul cultivators outside sensed it, and they immediately launched an attack on the Wanxiang Sect's mountain-protecting formation.

"Despicable!" Ancestor Wanxiang's expression changed.

What the other party said was indeed to the point.

The decline of Wanxiang Sect was also due to the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Ancestor Wanxiang just pointed a finger lightly, and it had already consumed one percent of the spiritual power of the Wanxiang Sect's formation.

If this consumption continues, the spiritual power of the mountain guarding formation will probably be exhausted in less than half an hour.

At that time, the sect may become a prey in the hands of the other party.

Seeing the change in the face of Wanxiang Ancestor, Sha Jue knew that his evil plan had succeeded, and became even more arrogant.

"Do it!" Ancestor Sha Jue shouted to Jian Xuankong and Zhao Su.

"Zhao Su, why don't you help me quickly? Once this is done, you will be the supreme elder of the Proud Sword Immortal Sect, with the same status as Jian Xuankong. In the future, you will also be the guest elder of our Split Heaven Sect, and you will enjoy the same offerings as the elders!"

Zhao Su frowned, knowing that the Proud Sword Immortal Sect was much more powerful than the Wanxiang Sect.

Not to mention the Sky Splitting Sect, thinking that if they are enshrined by both sects, they will gain even more benefits.

Zhao Su immediately flew into the air and said to Ancestor Wanxiang: "Brother, the other party has good intentions!"

"If we can merge with the Proud Sword Immortal Sect and the Splitting Sky Sect, there will be many benefits in the future. Why are you so persistent?"

(Seeing that your update reminder votes have reached 100, I couldn’t help but update again! There will be two chapters tonight, thank you for your support!)