It seemed that the Zhixie Taoist had no knowledge of Elder Xuelang's death.

That's right. He didn't leave anyone alive at that time. It would be a strange thing for the news to leak out.

In this case, these people must pay some corresponding price for despising themselves.

But these people didn't think so. When they heard Yang Chen's nonsense and arrogance, they all sneered sarcastically: "Yang Chen, you don't seem to understand your situation yet. Did you go to the Twelve States? I feel that my horizons have been broadened, and I have forgotten my identity, and even the people of our Li Gui Sect don’t care about me anymore.”

Yang Chen said slowly: "Of course I won't look down on the masters of Li Guizong, but it's not just you!"

"Hmph, that's ridiculous. Just a few of us can take your life." Several people yelled angrily.

The leader, the late True God, had a sneer on his face: "You all stand back. Since this kid is looking for death, I will let him feel the price of angering me."

When he finished speaking, this late-stage true god went straight towards Yang Chen to kill him.

In the past, Yang Chen would have spent some time dealing with these evil cultivators, but now, this is no longer necessary.

He is already very aware of the power of Pure Yang Golden Thunder, and its restraint effect on these people is very obvious. So to deal with these evil cultivators, there is no need to hide them, just use Pure Yang Golden Thunder!

Now the evil cultivator rushed over, and the golden thunder in Yang Chen's hand was also revealed.

This evil cultivator in the late stage of True God didn't care at all about the power of Yang Chen's golden thunder. He just rushed forward recklessly and was hit by Yang Chen's golden thunder.

Then, this late-stage evil cultivator of the True God was wrapped in golden thunder. His whole body seemed to be short-circuited and he became motionless.

"What!"

"Fourth brother, fourth brother lost?"

…

Half a day later, everything outside the Beijing Sect was peaceful and calm as usual, as if nothing had happened. The Beijing Sect and others, who were still a little uneasy, all breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Chen's presence undoubtedly gave the Beijing Sect a tranquilizer.

Those evil cultivators sent by the most evil Taoist had been wiped out by Yang Chen's entire army.

At this moment, Yang Chen is in front of the skeleton mirror, communicating with the most evil Taoist.

The most evil Taoist opened the skull mirror and originally thought that a few evil cultivators had solved Yang Chen. Therefore, when he saw Yang Chen, his pupils shrank and he was only shocked.

"Yang Chen, why are you still alive!" The evil Taoist was so shocked that he was sweating profusely.

Yang Chen lazily said: "Senior Zhixie, you don't take me, Yang Chen, seriously. After all, before I left my homeland, I also made your Li Gui Sect suffer a lot. Do you look down on me so much? Send a few minions over."

Although the Zhixie Taoist was shocked, he did not lose his composure.

In his eyes, he just thinks that an ant is too noisy.

Taoist Zhixie laughed sinisterly: "Yang Chen, although you are just an ant in my eyes, but for a person like me, even if an ant goes too far, I will trample him to death. No. Sorry, Yang Chen, you pissed me off."

When his voice fell, the skull mirror returned to its original state, and it was not difficult to judge that the other party had cut off contact.

Seeing this, Yang Chen held the back of his head: "Everything is as planned."

He is not afraid of the anger of the most evil Taoist. What he is afraid of is that the most evil Taoist will not be angry. Otherwise, he would have to find the other party in person, which would be too troublesome.

…

Yang Chen was waiting for the Supreme Evil Taoist to take action himself, so he did not dare to go overboard and blatantly provoke him, lest he arouse the Supreme Evil Taoist's suspicion, but he could not be too weak, otherwise the Supreme Evil Taoist would not take him seriously.

Between the back and forth, now it’s up to the evil Taoist’s choice.

Fortunately, he made the right bet.

The Zhixie Taoist came and brought a lot of soldiers and horses, and even three powerful men from the True God stage of Great Perfection followed him to help out. It seemed that he wanted to make Yang Chen feel what real despair was.

In order to avoid hurting the people of the Northern Sect, Yang Chen waited outside early. When he saw this group of people arriving, Yang Chen's slightly narrowed eyes gradually opened, and his eyes became more and more solemn.

He had seen the most evil Taoist in the skull mirror, so Yang Chen recognized him at a glance.

"Yang Chen, as you wish, I'm here." The evil Taoist said with a cold tone.

There was an icy cold air whizzing around his body. This cold air was like a sharp sword. Even from a distance, when exposed to this cold air, there would be a creepy feeling.

It was like being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Yang Chen saw Taoist Zhixie and a lot of evil cultivators arriving, and hugged his shoulders: "Taoist Zhixie, where is my Nine Nether Divine Flower!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"This kid is really an idiot. Don't you know your situation?"

"Do you think that the True God Qi is invincible in this area? Didn't he go to the Twelve States? Why is he still so short-sighted?"

"Although I don't know what this kid used to defeat Lao Si and the others, but who does this kid think he is facing? That is a strong man in the enlightenment stage of our Li Gui Sect."

The most evil Taoist only felt that Yang Chen was extremely evil, which made him suppress his murderous intent and said: "Hmph, boy, you don't seem to be qualified to ask me this question. To be honest, I admire you for being able to stand here and be like me. You have the courage to speak calmly, but Yang Chen, you must die!"

After finishing his words, Zhixie Taoist glanced at Yang Chen with contempt, as if he was looking at an ant.

In his eyes, Yang Chen is just a wild dog blocking his sight. A gentle kick is enough to make the opponent disappear into ashes.

It was precisely this point of view that Zhixie Taoist didn't take Yang Chen to heart at all. He gently raised his finger and pressed it slightly towards Yang Chen.

Immediately, a large amount of Yin Qi gathered into a huge ghost face, which slowly expanded, then opened its fangs and bit at Yang Chen.

Although Yang Chen was indifferent on the surface, he could feel the terrifying power contained in this huge ghost face.

Before he reached the true god stage, he couldn't feel it clearly, but now, he has a vague feeling.

It contains the same power as his original energy, but it is very gloomy and evil. Yang Chen can tell that this is probably the Taoist intention of the most evil Taoist.

The only thing he can resist this method is probably his original Qi, but the Taoism is too different, even if he uses it, it will be useless.

He is still too weak in front of the strong ones in the enlightenment stage...

However, Yang Chen did not intend to do it himself today.

He doesn't take action, just watching from the sidelines is enough!

Just leave everything to that person!