Dressed as the villain's rival of the abusive heroine [Quick Transmigration]
Chapter 28 Fighting
Long before the Zhoutian Pavilion was established, there were people who said that there were no traces of people in Beiyuan Hanjiang, and that there were no birds or birds in thousands of mountains.
When a group of immortal monks came to the Zhoutian Pavilion, they saw a boundless sea of immortals, when the clouds and mist met the sky, blurred the sea and the sky intertwined.
The sea stone is towering, and 72 stone pillars are engraved with mysterious formations on it, supporting Zhoutian Pavilion from falling down.
The sea stone is connected to the crack of the devil's cave, and the devil's energy surges, separating the fairy sea, and even a trace of water vapor cannot enter it into the Beiyuan devil's cave.
On the Zhoutian Pavilion, the upper floor is full of aura, the second floor is hidden in the sea mist, and the third floor goes straight into the depths of the magic cave.
All the fairy towers and jade halls in the pavilions show the richness and wealth of Zhoutian Pavilion. It is not unreasonable to say that the first floor of Zhoutian is equivalent to a small secret place.
In addition, Pan Yang once showed off with others after drinking that there are ancient books of various sects and sects in Zhoutian Pavilion, from Changxianmen, Wanyang and other first immortal gates to Wanguidian, Jueshenggu and other small magic gates , its inheritance is all there.
At that time, Yin Shaoqing bowed to him and catered to him everywhere, and the entire Zhoutian Pavilion was in Pan Yang's hands.
If he didn't need to fabricate a noble and arrogant image, Zhou Tiange would have been emptied a long time ago. How could it be the turn of these people?
It's a pity...
Pan Yang, who was hiding behind everyone, gritted his teeth, but even if he smoothed his back molars, he couldn't stop everyone from wanting to snatch Zhou Tianbao.
Even the always cautious head of the Changxian Sect and several elders suppressed their retreat after a moment of hesitation when they couldn't see Yun Qianxue.
"She's a woman, what's the use of coming or not? This week Tiange and our Changxian sect are bound to win, senior brother don't worry."
The person who uttered such contemptuous words was Chang Muyang, the elder of the outer hall of Changxian Gate.
He is the great-great-grandson of the ancestor of Changxian, and also the junior of Changxian's head. He is reckless, with his eyes above his head.
"I've seen that woman doesn't want to come, but it's just right." Chang Muyang held his head high and smiled triumphantly, "When the time comes to divide Zhou Tiange, we won't take advantage of her."
Chang Muyang didn't like Yun Qianxue, even though it was his first time seeing that woman.
However, a woman should be gentle and virtuous, like a husband and a child at home.
Seeing her, Yun Qianxue, appearing in public, even disregarding her chastity and becoming the head of Wanyang, she has to meet all kinds of men every day, without any shame.
Women should hide in the deep boudoir and avoid going out!
"Mu Yang!" Changxian Zhangmen glared at him upon hearing this.
Although he was also moved by Zhou Tiange, and even coincided with Chang Muyang's thoughts, but her junior brother's words were too unpleasant.
Furthermore, of the people who came now, half of the hundred Huashen Venerables belonged to other immortal sects.
In case their sound-proof magic weapon is broken by other people with magic, there may be some troubles at that time.
"Tsk, I got it." Although he was impatient, Chang Muyang was still a little afraid of his senior brother.
The main reason is that the old ancestor treated his senior brother so well, even better than him, so he didn't dare to pretend to be powerful on his senior brother.
"Okay, even if Yun Qianxue didn't come, the elders of Wanyang are still there." The second elder of Changxianmen stood up in time to smooth things over.
"If she still wants to be the head of Wan Yang, she will come sooner or later."
If she doesn't come, it's not impossible for them to accidentally hurt a few elders when they are killing demons at the Changxianmen.
It's just that she doesn't know if Yun Qianxue, who has lost the protection of several Huashen elders, can still hold Wanyang's head.
"If you can't sit still, you can come to our Changxian to be a nominal elder." The third elder smiled, and put his mind on Yun Qianxue's Lingtian Secret Realm.
They once sent masters to snatch Ling Tian's secret realm secretly, but even though the death-transformer invaded Yun Qianxue's sea of consciousness, he couldn't erase the brand on Ling Tian's secret realm.
Not only could it not be erased, but because of invading Yun Qianxue's sea of consciousness, his soul was shattered by a mysterious force.
They simply used secret techniques to connect with the dead man, seeing with his eyes, hearing with his ears, and identifying with his spiritual sense.
Even so, at the moment when the dead man's soul was shattered, the cold and terrifying force full of malice still shook the minds of the elders a little.
That woman is very weird, if she wants the Lingtian Secret Realm, she can only outsmart her, coax her, and don't take it away.
"Listen, your wife is very sought-after." The system, which has become a cat cake, flicked its tail boredly.
Han Hai's unwilling roar charged against the Zhou Tian Formation, trying in vain to escape when the formation was about to be completed.
Yin Shaoqing, who hides the Milky Way in her eyes and holds the moon in her hands, doesn't bother to care about it. This cat has been sick for a long time.
Recently, I keep talking to her about "Your wife has run away!", "Your wife has been spotted by a scumbag!", "Your wife has turned black!"
... If it wasn't for the critical juncture in the arrangement of the sky array this week, she would have set it on the fire and let it go.
"Shut up." Toss out the two words lazily, and Yin Shaoqing has no desire to hear them.
This is a broken system, and there is nothing serious about it.
"Tch... boring..."
The fat civet cat shook its ears, its host is so boring, why did the hostess fall in love with her?
After staying in Hanhai for a long time, the system that has been suffocated for a long time is reluctant to let go, and Yin Shaoqing insists on guessing, "Hey, what do you think the heroine is doing with those people now?"
"Tsk..."
Yin Shaoqing frowned impatiently when she heard the words, her dark eyes were full of displeasure.
"After the Tongtian Gate is opened, you will go back to the Lord God's Dimension to study further. Listen to what nonsense you said? What nonsense sentences did you break? What do you mean my wife and other people are doing?"
"Tell me apart!"
Pulling those people together with her little wife, are they worthy?
Fat civet cat: "..."
No, why didn't you get beaten to death for being so crazy!
However, Yin Shaoqing's force value is full, and Fat Tanuki once wondered if she replaced her emotional intelligence with violence, so no one can beat her in several worlds.
Even this raging and violent vast sea was eventually suppressed in her hands.
"She's very nice."
The words that Yin Shaoqing uttered abruptly were thoughtless, and the fat civet cat was so frightened that it rolled over and shook off its goose bumps.
The most unfortunate thing is that it understands the words of its own ear-scraping host.
It really doesn't understand how the heroine who is so black and sesame stuffed is so good.
"She abolished her biological father." The fat raccoon cat widened its eyes, counting the heroine's great achievements.
"She also indirectly killed her senior brother, oh, and plotted against the entire Xianmen allies."
You call this good? ? ?
"So?" Yin Shaoqing tilted her head, she snorted, "If it's me, heh──"
"Come on!" the fat civet cat resolutely admitted.
You don't come here.
Its host is a madman, mad in his bones, if she comes, there will be millions of dead bodies, bleeding and drifting.
"Don't worry about it." Yin Shaoqing shook her head.
This little chubby cat was probably suffocated in the vast sea, and has already started to worry about her family affairs.
She has always disliked Yun Qianxue's great kindness. She is selfish by nature and doesn't like to sacrifice herself for others. Naturally, she can't see her beloved being bruised and bruised for all living beings.
Not even a little nod of gratitude.
"I like that she's good by nature."
The ghosts who come out of the devil's cave can't touch the nectar of the fairy rain, but they always want to climb the ladder to heaven and touch the Tongtian Gate.
Like a moth to a flame, as selfish as she was holding Yun Qianxue's good nature, she couldn't let go.
"She's crazy, let her be crazy." The sky fell, so I naturally supported the little lotus.
Sword Immortal Qingxue was able to dissect the spine and turn the Tiangang into a sword to cut the way of heaven, divide the Hutongtian Gate into four, and use her life to prop up her goodness for Yunhan God.
Now, she is not so fraternal, and she is not so kind to share the worries of all sentient beings. She can only use a handle of heaven to protect Yun Qianxue's future and protect her from danger.
"That little Heavenly Dao is really bad. If you want to open the Heavenly Gate, it will definitely cause some big disturbances."
The fat civet cat moved its paws, it didn't like to see its host get hurt.
Xiaotian's death will inevitably bring disaster to the common people. When the city gate catches fire and the fish in the pond will be affected, the heroine will not leave innocent people alone.
"Will you carry it for her when the sky falls?" Unable to directly help the host, the system is always unreliable and a little impatient.
When Yin Shaoqing heard the words, she was silent for a moment before chuckling, she bent her lips and sighed: "That's really hard to bear."
Back then, neither God Yun Han nor Immortal Qing Xuejian could sustain the falling sky.
It can only be left to decay and decay, rotten to the end, and emit a stench.
And she just got the benefit of a trace of Qingxue Sword Immortal's blood, holding the Tiangang in her hand to open the Tianmen.
But if she is asked to withstand the collapsed sky and save the people from the fire and water, she will not be able to do it.
But Yun Qianxue can, as long as she returns to the god position, the heavenly spell will no longer be able to restrain her.
Now that the host has backup, the system is not in a hurry.
It is a single meow, why bother with so many stinky girls?
With this free time, it might as well watch a play. I have to say that the current heroine is really dark, with a black heart and a black lung.
But why does it look so cool?
……
"The disciples of all the immortal sects have arrived, and the seniors should teach them how to teach, and the juniors will no longer interfere." Yun Qianxue, who was walking slowly, sent a voice transmission to the trapped immortals in the devil's lair.
Although he said he didn't care, his expression was that he wanted to see the scene of these hypocrites being beaten up.
What a big deal, what can't be satisfied with this?
Elder Xingyan stroked his beard and smiled, "Little girl, just wait and see."
These old guys have long been displeased with their unworthy disciples and grandchildren.
"Take down the defense formation and let them come in." It doesn't take Elder Xingyan to make suggestions to deal with them.
Any one here can kill them.
Don't you see that there were as many Mahayanas as ants, and gods as dogs, hiding their heads everywhere, for fear of offending some great power, and then strangling this little seedling in the growth stage.
But looking at the present, a mere golden elixir dares to be honored, and a mere aura of a god dares to be called a god and emperor, wanting to be as high as the sky.
Don't even ask if he is worthy?
"Understood." In the cave, there were more than 300 Mahayana male cultivators sitting in a row, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing dark green dark pattern robes.
Sleepy-eyed, he raised his hand and removed the heaven-level defensive formation covering the 72 stone pillars at the bottom of Zhou Tian. The space outside Zhou Tian Pavilion fluctuated for a moment, and only a thin layer of protective barrier remained.
At this time, the head of Changxian has already completed the formation of troops, and the first hundred Huashen powers will attack the formation.
Then the Yuanying disciples will set up a killing array to strangle the demon cultivators in the Zhoutian Pavilion.
The monks in the Jindan period used it as a pathfinder, entered the Zhoutian Pavilion, and passed on news from the Devil's Cave at any time.
"Let's get started." The Changxian Zhangmen raised his hand, and a group of monks who transformed themselves into gods took out their magic weapons to show their magical powers.
The turbulent spiritual power scattered the floating clouds, broke through the fairy sea, and mercilessly impacted on the barrier of Zhou Tiange.
For a moment, the colorful spiritual power covered the sunlight, and Xianhai was pushed back thousands of feet, revealing the dark sea stones.
Hiding under the magic weapon bestowed benevolently by Huashen Da Neng, those Nascent Soul Golden Core cultivators were still pale and unable to breathe due to the mighty coercion.
Pan Yang looked at this earth-shattering ability of waving his hands, his complexion changed several times, and he hated the envoy of heaven again while gnashing his teeth.
If he hadn't been dragged down by this delay, he would have already entered the Lingtian secret realm of his junior sister, and his current cultivation must be at the stage of transforming gods.
At that time, he can break through the Zhoutian barrier by himself, why use these wastes to attack together?
The violent vortex of spiritual power dissipated, and everyone's expressions changed, whether they were disdainful, cold and arrogant, or proud of the power of transforming gods.
The barrier that looks as fragile as thin paper is extremely strong, and it is as stable as Mount Tai under such a fierce attack, without moving a muscle.
The Huashen powers who were slapped in the face pulled their faces down, looked at each other twice, and couldn't help showing their housekeeping skills.
"Tch..." Pan Yang, who had watched an ugly farce, gloated secretly.
Just attacking Zhou Tian Pavilion?If you can't even open the door of someone's house, what else can you use to fight?
"What are you laughing at?" Standing beside him, a disciple of the Jindan sect who had endured for a long time rolled his eyes.
Contemptuously, he said, "I've seen you pretending to be aggressive for a long time. The chin of a mere Jindan is so high. Seeing your arrogance, I thought you were the Huashen Venerable?"
This man was really disgusted by Pan Yang's contemptuous and ugly face.
It's just a golden elixir, what face does it have to underestimate the power of transforming gods?
"You deserve it too?!" The man spat hard.
If he wasn't attacking Zhou Tiange, he would have killed this disgusting thing first.
Pan Yang's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of shadows, staring at his prey like a poisonous snake.
"What are you looking at!" Annoyed by this look, the man waved his fist, and Pan Yang flinched.
After all, he took a few steps back and stayed away from the people who insulted him as a "coward".
However, Jindan cultivator's hearing ability is very good, and the words of Pan Yang's scolding spread instantly, causing no one around him to approach him.
All kinds of disdainful and disgusted eyes fell on him, making him feel like he was on fire.
Suffering incomparable but unable to escape.
He could only lower his head, dismembering the Golden Core cultivator he couldn't defeat over and over again in his mind.
Ever since he had a falling out with the Heavenly Dao Envoy, that damn liar never helped him again.
Damn liar, if he can't become the real Son of Destiny, it won't even try to escape, just stay trapped in his body for the rest of its life and die together!
As a great power in the stage of transforming gods, every move of the monks next to him could not be hidden from their eyes.
Pan Yang's move made them even more embarrassing, but under Tiandao's intentional interference, he turned the anger of wanting to kill him into an attack on Zhou Tian's protective barrier.
how...
"It's just two pieces of Xuan Zijia!"
Xuan Ziwen patted his thigh with hatred, his dark green robe was crumpled into a ball, and his handsome face was wrinkled into a bun.
It's only a thousand years old, why are all the cultivators in the transformation stage so weak?So much water?
Not to mention that he has been locked up for so many years, and his strength has already regressed from Mahayana by more than two levels.
Let's just talk about their time, the era when all the heroes in the cultivation world came together, the era when the arrogance was like a star, and the ghosts were like a chess set.
At that time, he was in the Void Refining Realm, and Xuan Zijia all over his body was challenged by a Huashen Loose Cultivator, and he was smashed to pieces.
His mood was shaken by the smash, and he was paralyzed on the cold jade bed for ten years and couldn't get up.
Since then, Xuan Ziwen, who has always been flamboyant, has learned to be modest.
It is necessary to know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.
Who knows when you are pretending to be aggressive, someone will suddenly appear from the side, and the parents who beat you don't know each other?
"Hey..." The seventh sword-wielding elder of Changxian Sect, the always kind-hearted Fairy Furong covered her face.
Pressing the bulging veins on her forehead with her fingertips, Rourou said with a bit of gnashing of teeth, "Once Changxian is gone, there will be no one..."
"Let's just remove the barrier, or they won't be able to attack when Qingqing comes back."
Fairy Furong pursed her red lips and frowned lightly, wondering if a mere thousand years had really worn away the strength of the Changxian sect's inheritance?
The technique of moving mountains to fill seas and chasing stars and picking moons was tried on the cliff behind the Changxian Gate. Even if he painstakingly retreated for a hundred years, it would not be impossible to break two mere Xuanzi armors in the stage of transformation.
Really, as Qingqing said, people's hearts are not old...
All their hearts are devoted to fighting, fighting with their classmates, fighting with mortals, fighting with the weak, fighting with blood relatives, but they are unwilling to fight with heaven and fate, demons and evil.
"Using Qingqing's words, if these people are thrown into the harem of the mortal emperor's house, it will be a big show where the two of them will compete for the favor of three thousand beauties." Ghost smiled and cried and clapped his hands.
"You don't even need three people, just two people can fight until the sky is dark, which shows how small-minded you are."
"Hey……"
"How did it become like this?"
"Before I was trapped in the lock, I clearly handed over the inheritance to Chengming, why didn't he know it at all?"
"Why didn't my apprentice come? He died? No, he has excellent aptitude, so it's impossible for him not to break through to Transformation God!"
"Damn, why did that scum become an elder? He deserves a fart!"
"I can't take it anymore, open the door and let this group of prodigals come in! I don't deserve to be their ancestor if I don't pick up a few skins of him today!"
It is one thing to hear about the decline of one's school, but it is even more unacceptable to see it with one's own eyes.
The sect they were proud of and fought bloody for was now a place occupied by rats?
They stepped on the thorns, looking forward to the spells, treasures, and spirit stones they left behind for maggots?
"Om──" Under another wave of attacks, the Zhoutian barrier suddenly disappeared.
Yuanying and Jindan monks couldn't understand it, they just thought it was the masters who made a brilliant move, and they all boasted and cheered endlessly.
The group of transformation spirits coughed lightly, knowing that there was something wrong with it, but out of face, they let the monks below kill them as if nothing had happened.
Anyway, it's just some Jindan and Yuanying's subordinates, and they will be cultivated after death.
As long as the Ling Tian Secret Realm is still there, there is no need to worry about no one available.
"This shameless thing turned out to be the head of Changxian?" Fairy Furong yanked the chains on her body crazily.
"Bitch jiggling! I'm as happy as a woman like me!" The enchanting and tall Mahayana female cultivator in purple beside her patted her thigh, wishing she could rush out and slap their so-and-so wimpy ancestor Huashen to death.
"Is this the thing to return to the ancestor?" Fairy Furong sneered, shaking her head with a wry smile, "No, the Changxian was not like this, shouldn't it be like this?"
The White Tiger Immortal was the most impatient. With a wave of his hand, his teeth brought a thunderbolt with a thousand-ton force, gathering the gold and stones in the magic cave with a bang, and slammed on the hundreds of Huashen calves.
"If you don't grow something, you don't dare to enter it. I will just break it for you!"
The tiger's eyes widened, and Immortal White Tiger threw out a palm, passing through the three-story Zhou Tian Pavilion, and landed on the leg of the head of the Golden Tiger Gate.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."
Tangtang was so powerful that he didn't even have time to react. After he realized that the vast and terrifying power was coming towards him, before he could escape, his legs turned into blood mist.
Was shot to pieces!
"Hiss, lighten up, you're going to teach me a lesson if you slap it away?" Ghost smiled and cried and rolled his eyes.
The elder of his sect made Bai Hu vomit blood from that slap.
"Are these people really Huashen?" His smile almost made them cry.
Are these wastes that the ancestors who were slapped and didn't know are the powers of transforming gods? ? ?
Can a fart can!
Thousands of ancestral monks gritted their teeth one by one, and Xuanziwen opened the Xuanjia neatly, locking these wastes in the Zhoutian Pavilion.
prevent them from escaping.
As early as the time when the monks of Xianmen were gathering, Yun Qianxue arranged for Marriage Meng to hide away with the demon cultivators of Zhou Tiange.
Now the dream of marrying is sitting in front of the tea stand in the mortal world, listening to the storyteller tell the story of General Chang Sheng who conquered many with less and closed the frontier without being invaded by barbarians for ten years.
"Beat whatever you want, and beating to death counts as one." Xianjun Gu Ming looked at the great dislike of the elders of his sect, and the sly eyebrows almost ruined the gentleman style of their sect.
"Go!"
Except for Xing Yan, who had no disciples from the same sect to clean up, the others could beat to death the flustered and frightened trash on the first floor just by not showing up.
"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!" After another piece of hibiscus petal cut off the flesh and blood, Chang Xianzhang looked panicked and rushed out with people.
"We can't get out! Zhou Tian Pavilion has been sealed, we can't get out!" A fast-running cultivator came back tremblingly, his face was ashen, his mood was shaken, and his heart was full of demons.
Compared with the Nascent Soul cultivator who was suppressed by those terrifying forces and was lying on the ground, unable to even raise his head, and many Jindans who were affected to death, these Transformation Gods can still run and fly.
But they couldn't break through the barrier of Zhou Tiange!
"If we knew there was fraud here, we shouldn't have come!" Several elders of the Wanyang Sect had red eyes.
The cassocks on their bodies were torn, and their flesh was cut with many wounds that were deep enough to reveal the bones.
"It's not all your Changxianmen's fault!" Hearing the words, the rest of the people directly pointed their finger at the perpetrator.
Now that everyone is going to die, who cares about face?
Ripping skin off is the end result.
The elders of the Changxian Sect had gloomy faces, the Changxian sect's head gritted their teeth, and their eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.
Yun Qianxue!Yun Qianxue!It's all that woman!
If it wasn't for her instigation!
But they couldn't say anything, none of them said anything about Yun Qianxue's proposal back then.
They just wanted to take the credit for attacking Zhou Tiange from beginning to end, and seeing that Yun Qianxue was very sensible and kept quiet, they became even more presumptuous and didn't even want to take this sick woman with her.
I'm afraid that she will hold back, and also afraid that she will take credit.
Now look, where is she sensible?
She was clearly watching a play!
"What's the use of talking about it now!" Dodging the harsh attack on the people around him in embarrassment, Chang Xian's head threw away the kindness in the past.
He said sharply, "It's better to find a way to leave!"
He picked up the magic weapon in his hand, and the other elders understood in an instant, and sent other Changxianmen to surround these people through sound transmission.
"All follow the instructions of the senior brother in charge. If anyone dares to run away alone, don't blame me for not keeping anyone under my sword!" Chang Muyang growled ferociously with his face covered in blood.
Even if he was going to die, he would be the last one to die. He absolutely had to bury these people with him.
The monks of other sects glared at them when they saw this, but they dared not leave without authorization due to the fierce attack from Zhou Tian Pavilion and the large number of Changxian sect.
Now they are so regretful that their intestines are green.
Why did you have to participate in this battle against demons just to covet the treasures of Zhou Tiange?
This in turn puts itself in.
Not worth it, not worth it...
"Huh? That person is a bit weird." Among the Golden Core cultivators lying on the ground, hiding behind a tree, Pan Yang, who refused to bend his knees because of his noble status as the Son of Destiny, was particularly eye-catching.
"It's the way of heaven." Elder Xingyan, who had noticed it a long time ago, said it right.
Their attacks were blocked by a strange force.
This power carries death and cruelty, which they experienced when Tongtianmen was destroyed.
"Sure enough, I said that the Tongtian Gate is not so easy to reopen." Back then, Tiandao insisted on completely destroying the Tongtian Gate.
I don't know why the Tongtianmen was divided into four parts in the end. It was luck. Fortunately, their world would not be completely closed, and it would not be the case that thousands of years later, due to the unkindness of the heavens, the souls would have no way out and die here.
"Elder Xingyan, what should we do?" When encountering such a bastard as Tiandao, the powerful people here would not dare to move easily.
It's not that he's afraid of death, but that he's afraid of the impact on Qingqing's opening of the Heavenly Gate.
"Don't be so careful." Xing Yan shook his head instead.
Ever since Yin Shaoqing decided to go to Hanhai and took Lin Tianlu into his hands, Tiandao was afraid that he had already murdered Yin Shaoqing.
Now this monk brought Tiandao into Zhoutian Pavilion, through their attack, Tiandao will also find that those people it wanted to destroy at the beginning are not dead.
"If the sky wants to kill you, it won't hold back." Xing Yan broke free from the shackles on his body, and the light blue magic circle stepped out from under his feet, breaking ten thousand shackles in one step.
The immortal locks on thousands of people in the devil's lair shattered, and their suppressed cultivation levels rose sharply.
The immortal monks on the first floor are like dead leaves shaking in the vast sea, drifting with the huge waves, facing the fate of being torn apart at any time.
"Remind the Son of Destiny that if you want to save your life, you need to absorb the cultivation base of a thousand Golden Core monks."
Even if the face is torn apart, in order to survive, Tiandao can only do everything possible to preserve Pan Yang.
It doesn't understand what it means to be aggrieved, but whenever it helps Pan Yang defend against an attack, its data will flow around for a long time.
Pan Yang has no doubts about this.
He is the Son of Destiny, and these monks should be honored to sacrifice their lives for him.
Transparent, malicious power gushed out from Pan Yang, covering the entire Zhoutian Pavilion, quickly plundering the cultivation base and life of the Golden Core cultivator.
It feels so good to be filled with power.
Pan Yang held his head high, opened his hands, and stood in the sky, feeling the feeling of becoming stronger.
He laughed wantonly, he is the king!It's fate!Be the master!
"Boom!!" A seven-star ring formation blasted directly at his body with immense killing power, interrupting his disgusting laughter.
In the rising dust, Pan Yang looked through the Zhou Tiange displeasedly and saw more than a thousand people waiting in full force in the devil's lair.
Glancing at their cultivation, he was shocked.
"Why didn't you tell me that there are so many people hiding in the Heavenly Pavilion this week?!"
Pan Yang's eyes were red with anger.
This damned way of heaven has never been reliable!
Heaven didn't answer, it didn't know before, it didn't find out until after Pan Yang entered Zhoutian Pavilion this time.
But whether to tell Pan Yang has become an invalid reminder, because Pan Yang can't escape with Pan Yang's ability, so it's useless to say or not.
Pan Yang didn't hear Tiandao's answer, so he could only focus on those cultivators who transformed themselves into gods.
Now he feels that he alone can kill these hundreds of cultivators, but there will be wolves watching, he can only let them help him to break through the Zhoutian barrier and escape.
Tiandao mobilized the power of heaven and earth to suppress them as early as Xingyan's blow.
As long as they are still in this world, they are its citizens, and they can only bow their heads to it.
How can a mere ant cross the river and shake the tree?
"Attack that place with all your strength." Straightening his back and passing by Elder Wan Yang, Pan Yang disdained to recognize these ordinary people again.
The elders who were excited to recognize this disciple back turned black.
"Bah!" Third Elder Wanyang spat, what the hell.
Isn't it just using sorcery to skyrocket your cultivation base?Who knows if he will turn back in a few days, when the seven orifices bleed to death, his soul will be gone, and he will not even be able to give birth?
The bodies of those Jindan monks killed by him are still on the ground, what kind of saints are you pretending to be here!
The calm confidence that had returned to Pan Yang's face, as if it had been a lifetime ago, collapsed again.
His face was distorted and ferocious in an instant, and as he pinched his fingers, the third elder screamed before he was torn apart by the violent vortex of spiritual power.
This scene frightened the rest of the people. Some of them were dissatisfied and resentful, but they were all choked up and unable to utter a word when facing Pan Yang's madman-like expression.
Pan Yang's eyes were full of contempt and disdain they were familiar with, and even an indifference that made them feel cold all over.
This person doesn't care about their lives, just like they don't care about those dead Golden Core monks.
Pedestrians don't care about the ants under their feet.
These powerful people who have always been aloof, blushed, full of humiliation, but the feeling of having to obey him was great.
Pan Yang raised his hand to straighten his clothes, he wanted to open the barrier of Zhou Tian Pavilion, and wait here for his beloved little junior sister.
Here, welcome her home.
With the help of Tiandao to suppress Xuan Ziwen and others, most of the Zhou Tian Pavilion formation supported by them will be ineffective.
The rest was arranged by Yin Shaoqing.
Now Pan Yang has plundered the cultivation base of thousands of Jindan monks, and has stepped into the transformation of the gods.
But in fact, he could feel that his actual strength should be in the Void Refining Realm.
But it happened that he, who was in the Void Refining Realm and a hundred masters in the transformation stage, couldn't break through the rings, rings, and rings of the Zhoutian barrier.
Pan Yang was so angry that he wanted to smash the pillars supporting Zhoutian Pavilion, but it was a pity that he bombarded for a long time before realizing that it was futile.
The heaven-level formation arranged by Yin Shaoqing is engraved on the stone pillar. Unless the sea stones in the entire Xianhai Sea disappear completely, the sea stone pillar supporting Zhou Tiange will be quickly replenished after being destroyed.
The speed of Pan Yang's destruction was not as fast as that of Shanghai Shizhu's restoration.
"There's no time." Pan Yang looked around Zhou Tiange impatiently. According to the footsteps of the little junior sister, she will arrive in half a day.
Wouldn't it be embarrassing for him if they were still like monkeys locked in a cage?
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Pan Yang's eyes, and almost at the same time, the dark and murderous power of the Dao of Heaven surged out, sweeping all the Nascent Soul cultivators.
"What are you doing!" Among those Nascent Soul cultivators, there were not many apprentices of Huashen cultivators, or even blood relatives.
But now their relatives, friends and disciples died in front of them, and they could only watch helplessly.
I watched helplessly, unable to do anything.
Because the moment the man asked, he was chopped into two pieces by Pan Yang, and his cultivation was completely robbed.
They were both cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, but they were killed by Pan Yang raising his hand. They struggled to save their own lives, so how could they have the ability to protect others?
Don't blame them for being cruel, there is nothing they can do, they are forced to do nothing.
Just like raising Gu, Pan Yang finally became the Gu King in Zhou Tian's Gu cup.
He broke through the barrier of Zhoutian Pavilion with less than a hundred monks who were killed by him in anger.
Once the barrier was broken, Yun Qianxue also arrived.
At the same time, Yin Shaoqing, who was rushing back, also noticed it.
Even though it takes half a day to return to Zhou Tian Pavilion after walking thousands of miles with the Golden Light Walking Technique, Yin Shaoqing has never felt that the journey between Zhou Tian and Han Hai is so far away.
"Host, calm down, the hostess is not in danger."
The fat raccoon squatted on Yin Shaoqing's shoulder, tilted his head and lightly rubbed her cheek to comfort her.
It should be the Dao of Heaven who is really in danger.
The moment Yun Qianxue appeared, the Heavenly Dao spell was suddenly locked, and she only felt a sharp pain in her soul.
I think Heaven wants her to get out of the way of retreat and let Pan Yang go.
However, is Zhou Tiange a place where they can come and go whenever they want?
Shaken by Pan Yangxue, the rest of the cultivators who were hidden by the inner demons were no longer able to settle accounts with Yun Qianxue.
Only Pan Yang smiled like a spring breeze, striding in front of Yun Qianxue in a gentle and elegant manner.
With a twist of his fingertips, a fine green spirit jade appeared in his palm.
Pan Yang knew that his little junior sister liked Qing Lingyu, so he specially took it from a woman in the flower shop.
This piece of green spirit jade was carved into the shape of a lotus flower. Pan Yang believed that his little junior sister only needed to look at it to appreciate his intentions.
"Little Junior Sister, why did you come back? I have been waiting for you for a long time. Look. This is the Qingling Jade that I specially found for you. Do you like it?"
How could there be such a disgusting person?Capricious, scum through and through?
Yun Qianxue frowned slightly, and took half a step back, the smell of rouge and gouache on Pan Yang's body was pungent.
Although he couldn't get any more capable women, he still often goes to places like Huafang.
"Junior Sister, come here." Yun Qianxue's disgusted expression never restrained, Pan Yang's face darkened instantly, and his tone was dangerous.
Yun Qianxue sneered, "What are you, you dare to order me?"
There is only one person in this world who can order her and make her obey.
Why?Why he has become stronger, but Junior Sister still doesn't look at him?
Pan Yang crushed the Qing Lingyu with one hand, and raised it high with the other.
Since he can't get the smile of the little junior sister, then destroy this face, this person!
"Roar!" Xuanhu, who was lying on Yun Qianxue's shoulder, had long been on guard against this apprentice.
At this moment, he jumped up even more, and his sharp claws that could cut Jin Duanyu grabbed Pan Yang's heart fiercely!
Pan Yang didn't even hide, he was confident that Heaven would help him block it.
Sure enough, Heavenly Dao bounced Xuanhu away heavily, and the force of backlash was extremely powerful.
Xuanhu, who had been arrogant for thousands of years, was deflated for the first time, and Tiandao's blow actually made him limping.
"Junior Sister, I didn't know when you also liked raising these beasts." Pan Yang glanced at Xuanhu with a gloomy gaze.
He made a dangerous smile, with madness in his eyes, flicked the cassock on his heart and smiled gently: "Brother, I know some beast-controlling skills, this little thing is so dishonest, if you don't go, leave it to me to train/teach" some time?"
Look at what he said, it seems that he is still close to Yun Qianxue.
When they were flirting back then, Pan Yang never said that.
"No matter what your plans are, I advise you to go back to Zhou Tian Pavilion and stay honest." Yun Qianxue crushed the restriction.
The cultivation base of the golden core stage increased suddenly.
Pan Yang watched Yun Qianxue break through from the Golden Core to the Ruins Refining Realm, and then transform from the Ruins Refining Realm to the terrifying coercion covering, already transcending this world's immortal posture.
With a wave of Yun Qianxue's long sleeves, those cultivators who turned into gods were directly beaten back to the Zhoutian Pavilion.
Even Pan Yang was shot hundreds of feet away. If it weren't for the protection of heaven, he would have been seriously injured.
Pan Yang turned over in some embarrassment, his lips twitched, and he wanted to say something but couldn't.
He clearly sensed a mysterious aura exuding from Yun Qianxue, like a nine-day fairy, like an ancient god.
These all stirred up the fire in his heart and his desire to conquer.
Only such a junior sister deserves to be with him.
With the blessing of heaven, Yun Qianxue couldn't seriously injure Pan Yang, and Pan Yang couldn't do anything about him either.
In the end Pan Yang just absorbed
When a group of immortal monks came to the Zhoutian Pavilion, they saw a boundless sea of immortals, when the clouds and mist met the sky, blurred the sea and the sky intertwined.
The sea stone is towering, and 72 stone pillars are engraved with mysterious formations on it, supporting Zhoutian Pavilion from falling down.
The sea stone is connected to the crack of the devil's cave, and the devil's energy surges, separating the fairy sea, and even a trace of water vapor cannot enter it into the Beiyuan devil's cave.
On the Zhoutian Pavilion, the upper floor is full of aura, the second floor is hidden in the sea mist, and the third floor goes straight into the depths of the magic cave.
All the fairy towers and jade halls in the pavilions show the richness and wealth of Zhoutian Pavilion. It is not unreasonable to say that the first floor of Zhoutian is equivalent to a small secret place.
In addition, Pan Yang once showed off with others after drinking that there are ancient books of various sects and sects in Zhoutian Pavilion, from Changxianmen, Wanyang and other first immortal gates to Wanguidian, Jueshenggu and other small magic gates , its inheritance is all there.
At that time, Yin Shaoqing bowed to him and catered to him everywhere, and the entire Zhoutian Pavilion was in Pan Yang's hands.
If he didn't need to fabricate a noble and arrogant image, Zhou Tiange would have been emptied a long time ago. How could it be the turn of these people?
It's a pity...
Pan Yang, who was hiding behind everyone, gritted his teeth, but even if he smoothed his back molars, he couldn't stop everyone from wanting to snatch Zhou Tianbao.
Even the always cautious head of the Changxian Sect and several elders suppressed their retreat after a moment of hesitation when they couldn't see Yun Qianxue.
"She's a woman, what's the use of coming or not? This week Tiange and our Changxian sect are bound to win, senior brother don't worry."
The person who uttered such contemptuous words was Chang Muyang, the elder of the outer hall of Changxian Gate.
He is the great-great-grandson of the ancestor of Changxian, and also the junior of Changxian's head. He is reckless, with his eyes above his head.
"I've seen that woman doesn't want to come, but it's just right." Chang Muyang held his head high and smiled triumphantly, "When the time comes to divide Zhou Tiange, we won't take advantage of her."
Chang Muyang didn't like Yun Qianxue, even though it was his first time seeing that woman.
However, a woman should be gentle and virtuous, like a husband and a child at home.
Seeing her, Yun Qianxue, appearing in public, even disregarding her chastity and becoming the head of Wanyang, she has to meet all kinds of men every day, without any shame.
Women should hide in the deep boudoir and avoid going out!
"Mu Yang!" Changxian Zhangmen glared at him upon hearing this.
Although he was also moved by Zhou Tiange, and even coincided with Chang Muyang's thoughts, but her junior brother's words were too unpleasant.
Furthermore, of the people who came now, half of the hundred Huashen Venerables belonged to other immortal sects.
In case their sound-proof magic weapon is broken by other people with magic, there may be some troubles at that time.
"Tsk, I got it." Although he was impatient, Chang Muyang was still a little afraid of his senior brother.
The main reason is that the old ancestor treated his senior brother so well, even better than him, so he didn't dare to pretend to be powerful on his senior brother.
"Okay, even if Yun Qianxue didn't come, the elders of Wanyang are still there." The second elder of Changxianmen stood up in time to smooth things over.
"If she still wants to be the head of Wan Yang, she will come sooner or later."
If she doesn't come, it's not impossible for them to accidentally hurt a few elders when they are killing demons at the Changxianmen.
It's just that she doesn't know if Yun Qianxue, who has lost the protection of several Huashen elders, can still hold Wanyang's head.
"If you can't sit still, you can come to our Changxian to be a nominal elder." The third elder smiled, and put his mind on Yun Qianxue's Lingtian Secret Realm.
They once sent masters to snatch Ling Tian's secret realm secretly, but even though the death-transformer invaded Yun Qianxue's sea of consciousness, he couldn't erase the brand on Ling Tian's secret realm.
Not only could it not be erased, but because of invading Yun Qianxue's sea of consciousness, his soul was shattered by a mysterious force.
They simply used secret techniques to connect with the dead man, seeing with his eyes, hearing with his ears, and identifying with his spiritual sense.
Even so, at the moment when the dead man's soul was shattered, the cold and terrifying force full of malice still shook the minds of the elders a little.
That woman is very weird, if she wants the Lingtian Secret Realm, she can only outsmart her, coax her, and don't take it away.
"Listen, your wife is very sought-after." The system, which has become a cat cake, flicked its tail boredly.
Han Hai's unwilling roar charged against the Zhou Tian Formation, trying in vain to escape when the formation was about to be completed.
Yin Shaoqing, who hides the Milky Way in her eyes and holds the moon in her hands, doesn't bother to care about it. This cat has been sick for a long time.
Recently, I keep talking to her about "Your wife has run away!", "Your wife has been spotted by a scumbag!", "Your wife has turned black!"
... If it wasn't for the critical juncture in the arrangement of the sky array this week, she would have set it on the fire and let it go.
"Shut up." Toss out the two words lazily, and Yin Shaoqing has no desire to hear them.
This is a broken system, and there is nothing serious about it.
"Tch... boring..."
The fat civet cat shook its ears, its host is so boring, why did the hostess fall in love with her?
After staying in Hanhai for a long time, the system that has been suffocated for a long time is reluctant to let go, and Yin Shaoqing insists on guessing, "Hey, what do you think the heroine is doing with those people now?"
"Tsk..."
Yin Shaoqing frowned impatiently when she heard the words, her dark eyes were full of displeasure.
"After the Tongtian Gate is opened, you will go back to the Lord God's Dimension to study further. Listen to what nonsense you said? What nonsense sentences did you break? What do you mean my wife and other people are doing?"
"Tell me apart!"
Pulling those people together with her little wife, are they worthy?
Fat civet cat: "..."
No, why didn't you get beaten to death for being so crazy!
However, Yin Shaoqing's force value is full, and Fat Tanuki once wondered if she replaced her emotional intelligence with violence, so no one can beat her in several worlds.
Even this raging and violent vast sea was eventually suppressed in her hands.
"She's very nice."
The words that Yin Shaoqing uttered abruptly were thoughtless, and the fat civet cat was so frightened that it rolled over and shook off its goose bumps.
The most unfortunate thing is that it understands the words of its own ear-scraping host.
It really doesn't understand how the heroine who is so black and sesame stuffed is so good.
"She abolished her biological father." The fat raccoon cat widened its eyes, counting the heroine's great achievements.
"She also indirectly killed her senior brother, oh, and plotted against the entire Xianmen allies."
You call this good? ? ?
"So?" Yin Shaoqing tilted her head, she snorted, "If it's me, heh──"
"Come on!" the fat civet cat resolutely admitted.
You don't come here.
Its host is a madman, mad in his bones, if she comes, there will be millions of dead bodies, bleeding and drifting.
"Don't worry about it." Yin Shaoqing shook her head.
This little chubby cat was probably suffocated in the vast sea, and has already started to worry about her family affairs.
She has always disliked Yun Qianxue's great kindness. She is selfish by nature and doesn't like to sacrifice herself for others. Naturally, she can't see her beloved being bruised and bruised for all living beings.
Not even a little nod of gratitude.
"I like that she's good by nature."
The ghosts who come out of the devil's cave can't touch the nectar of the fairy rain, but they always want to climb the ladder to heaven and touch the Tongtian Gate.
Like a moth to a flame, as selfish as she was holding Yun Qianxue's good nature, she couldn't let go.
"She's crazy, let her be crazy." The sky fell, so I naturally supported the little lotus.
Sword Immortal Qingxue was able to dissect the spine and turn the Tiangang into a sword to cut the way of heaven, divide the Hutongtian Gate into four, and use her life to prop up her goodness for Yunhan God.
Now, she is not so fraternal, and she is not so kind to share the worries of all sentient beings. She can only use a handle of heaven to protect Yun Qianxue's future and protect her from danger.
"That little Heavenly Dao is really bad. If you want to open the Heavenly Gate, it will definitely cause some big disturbances."
The fat civet cat moved its paws, it didn't like to see its host get hurt.
Xiaotian's death will inevitably bring disaster to the common people. When the city gate catches fire and the fish in the pond will be affected, the heroine will not leave innocent people alone.
"Will you carry it for her when the sky falls?" Unable to directly help the host, the system is always unreliable and a little impatient.
When Yin Shaoqing heard the words, she was silent for a moment before chuckling, she bent her lips and sighed: "That's really hard to bear."
Back then, neither God Yun Han nor Immortal Qing Xuejian could sustain the falling sky.
It can only be left to decay and decay, rotten to the end, and emit a stench.
And she just got the benefit of a trace of Qingxue Sword Immortal's blood, holding the Tiangang in her hand to open the Tianmen.
But if she is asked to withstand the collapsed sky and save the people from the fire and water, she will not be able to do it.
But Yun Qianxue can, as long as she returns to the god position, the heavenly spell will no longer be able to restrain her.
Now that the host has backup, the system is not in a hurry.
It is a single meow, why bother with so many stinky girls?
With this free time, it might as well watch a play. I have to say that the current heroine is really dark, with a black heart and a black lung.
But why does it look so cool?
……
"The disciples of all the immortal sects have arrived, and the seniors should teach them how to teach, and the juniors will no longer interfere." Yun Qianxue, who was walking slowly, sent a voice transmission to the trapped immortals in the devil's lair.
Although he said he didn't care, his expression was that he wanted to see the scene of these hypocrites being beaten up.
What a big deal, what can't be satisfied with this?
Elder Xingyan stroked his beard and smiled, "Little girl, just wait and see."
These old guys have long been displeased with their unworthy disciples and grandchildren.
"Take down the defense formation and let them come in." It doesn't take Elder Xingyan to make suggestions to deal with them.
Any one here can kill them.
Don't you see that there were as many Mahayanas as ants, and gods as dogs, hiding their heads everywhere, for fear of offending some great power, and then strangling this little seedling in the growth stage.
But looking at the present, a mere golden elixir dares to be honored, and a mere aura of a god dares to be called a god and emperor, wanting to be as high as the sky.
Don't even ask if he is worthy?
"Understood." In the cave, there were more than 300 Mahayana male cultivators sitting in a row, about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing dark green dark pattern robes.
Sleepy-eyed, he raised his hand and removed the heaven-level defensive formation covering the 72 stone pillars at the bottom of Zhou Tian. The space outside Zhou Tian Pavilion fluctuated for a moment, and only a thin layer of protective barrier remained.
At this time, the head of Changxian has already completed the formation of troops, and the first hundred Huashen powers will attack the formation.
Then the Yuanying disciples will set up a killing array to strangle the demon cultivators in the Zhoutian Pavilion.
The monks in the Jindan period used it as a pathfinder, entered the Zhoutian Pavilion, and passed on news from the Devil's Cave at any time.
"Let's get started." The Changxian Zhangmen raised his hand, and a group of monks who transformed themselves into gods took out their magic weapons to show their magical powers.
The turbulent spiritual power scattered the floating clouds, broke through the fairy sea, and mercilessly impacted on the barrier of Zhou Tiange.
For a moment, the colorful spiritual power covered the sunlight, and Xianhai was pushed back thousands of feet, revealing the dark sea stones.
Hiding under the magic weapon bestowed benevolently by Huashen Da Neng, those Nascent Soul Golden Core cultivators were still pale and unable to breathe due to the mighty coercion.
Pan Yang looked at this earth-shattering ability of waving his hands, his complexion changed several times, and he hated the envoy of heaven again while gnashing his teeth.
If he hadn't been dragged down by this delay, he would have already entered the Lingtian secret realm of his junior sister, and his current cultivation must be at the stage of transforming gods.
At that time, he can break through the Zhoutian barrier by himself, why use these wastes to attack together?
The violent vortex of spiritual power dissipated, and everyone's expressions changed, whether they were disdainful, cold and arrogant, or proud of the power of transforming gods.
The barrier that looks as fragile as thin paper is extremely strong, and it is as stable as Mount Tai under such a fierce attack, without moving a muscle.
The Huashen powers who were slapped in the face pulled their faces down, looked at each other twice, and couldn't help showing their housekeeping skills.
"Tch..." Pan Yang, who had watched an ugly farce, gloated secretly.
Just attacking Zhou Tian Pavilion?If you can't even open the door of someone's house, what else can you use to fight?
"What are you laughing at?" Standing beside him, a disciple of the Jindan sect who had endured for a long time rolled his eyes.
Contemptuously, he said, "I've seen you pretending to be aggressive for a long time. The chin of a mere Jindan is so high. Seeing your arrogance, I thought you were the Huashen Venerable?"
This man was really disgusted by Pan Yang's contemptuous and ugly face.
It's just a golden elixir, what face does it have to underestimate the power of transforming gods?
"You deserve it too?!" The man spat hard.
If he wasn't attacking Zhou Tiange, he would have killed this disgusting thing first.
Pan Yang's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of shadows, staring at his prey like a poisonous snake.
"What are you looking at!" Annoyed by this look, the man waved his fist, and Pan Yang flinched.
After all, he took a few steps back and stayed away from the people who insulted him as a "coward".
However, Jindan cultivator's hearing ability is very good, and the words of Pan Yang's scolding spread instantly, causing no one around him to approach him.
All kinds of disdainful and disgusted eyes fell on him, making him feel like he was on fire.
Suffering incomparable but unable to escape.
He could only lower his head, dismembering the Golden Core cultivator he couldn't defeat over and over again in his mind.
Ever since he had a falling out with the Heavenly Dao Envoy, that damn liar never helped him again.
Damn liar, if he can't become the real Son of Destiny, it won't even try to escape, just stay trapped in his body for the rest of its life and die together!
As a great power in the stage of transforming gods, every move of the monks next to him could not be hidden from their eyes.
Pan Yang's move made them even more embarrassing, but under Tiandao's intentional interference, he turned the anger of wanting to kill him into an attack on Zhou Tian's protective barrier.
how...
"It's just two pieces of Xuan Zijia!"
Xuan Ziwen patted his thigh with hatred, his dark green robe was crumpled into a ball, and his handsome face was wrinkled into a bun.
It's only a thousand years old, why are all the cultivators in the transformation stage so weak?So much water?
Not to mention that he has been locked up for so many years, and his strength has already regressed from Mahayana by more than two levels.
Let's just talk about their time, the era when all the heroes in the cultivation world came together, the era when the arrogance was like a star, and the ghosts were like a chess set.
At that time, he was in the Void Refining Realm, and Xuan Zijia all over his body was challenged by a Huashen Loose Cultivator, and he was smashed to pieces.
His mood was shaken by the smash, and he was paralyzed on the cold jade bed for ten years and couldn't get up.
Since then, Xuan Ziwen, who has always been flamboyant, has learned to be modest.
It is necessary to know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.
Who knows when you are pretending to be aggressive, someone will suddenly appear from the side, and the parents who beat you don't know each other?
"Hey..." The seventh sword-wielding elder of Changxian Sect, the always kind-hearted Fairy Furong covered her face.
Pressing the bulging veins on her forehead with her fingertips, Rourou said with a bit of gnashing of teeth, "Once Changxian is gone, there will be no one..."
"Let's just remove the barrier, or they won't be able to attack when Qingqing comes back."
Fairy Furong pursed her red lips and frowned lightly, wondering if a mere thousand years had really worn away the strength of the Changxian sect's inheritance?
The technique of moving mountains to fill seas and chasing stars and picking moons was tried on the cliff behind the Changxian Gate. Even if he painstakingly retreated for a hundred years, it would not be impossible to break two mere Xuanzi armors in the stage of transformation.
Really, as Qingqing said, people's hearts are not old...
All their hearts are devoted to fighting, fighting with their classmates, fighting with mortals, fighting with the weak, fighting with blood relatives, but they are unwilling to fight with heaven and fate, demons and evil.
"Using Qingqing's words, if these people are thrown into the harem of the mortal emperor's house, it will be a big show where the two of them will compete for the favor of three thousand beauties." Ghost smiled and cried and clapped his hands.
"You don't even need three people, just two people can fight until the sky is dark, which shows how small-minded you are."
"Hey……"
"How did it become like this?"
"Before I was trapped in the lock, I clearly handed over the inheritance to Chengming, why didn't he know it at all?"
"Why didn't my apprentice come? He died? No, he has excellent aptitude, so it's impossible for him not to break through to Transformation God!"
"Damn, why did that scum become an elder? He deserves a fart!"
"I can't take it anymore, open the door and let this group of prodigals come in! I don't deserve to be their ancestor if I don't pick up a few skins of him today!"
It is one thing to hear about the decline of one's school, but it is even more unacceptable to see it with one's own eyes.
The sect they were proud of and fought bloody for was now a place occupied by rats?
They stepped on the thorns, looking forward to the spells, treasures, and spirit stones they left behind for maggots?
"Om──" Under another wave of attacks, the Zhoutian barrier suddenly disappeared.
Yuanying and Jindan monks couldn't understand it, they just thought it was the masters who made a brilliant move, and they all boasted and cheered endlessly.
The group of transformation spirits coughed lightly, knowing that there was something wrong with it, but out of face, they let the monks below kill them as if nothing had happened.
Anyway, it's just some Jindan and Yuanying's subordinates, and they will be cultivated after death.
As long as the Ling Tian Secret Realm is still there, there is no need to worry about no one available.
"This shameless thing turned out to be the head of Changxian?" Fairy Furong yanked the chains on her body crazily.
"Bitch jiggling! I'm as happy as a woman like me!" The enchanting and tall Mahayana female cultivator in purple beside her patted her thigh, wishing she could rush out and slap their so-and-so wimpy ancestor Huashen to death.
"Is this the thing to return to the ancestor?" Fairy Furong sneered, shaking her head with a wry smile, "No, the Changxian was not like this, shouldn't it be like this?"
The White Tiger Immortal was the most impatient. With a wave of his hand, his teeth brought a thunderbolt with a thousand-ton force, gathering the gold and stones in the magic cave with a bang, and slammed on the hundreds of Huashen calves.
"If you don't grow something, you don't dare to enter it. I will just break it for you!"
The tiger's eyes widened, and Immortal White Tiger threw out a palm, passing through the three-story Zhou Tian Pavilion, and landed on the leg of the head of the Golden Tiger Gate.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."
Tangtang was so powerful that he didn't even have time to react. After he realized that the vast and terrifying power was coming towards him, before he could escape, his legs turned into blood mist.
Was shot to pieces!
"Hiss, lighten up, you're going to teach me a lesson if you slap it away?" Ghost smiled and cried and rolled his eyes.
The elder of his sect made Bai Hu vomit blood from that slap.
"Are these people really Huashen?" His smile almost made them cry.
Are these wastes that the ancestors who were slapped and didn't know are the powers of transforming gods? ? ?
Can a fart can!
Thousands of ancestral monks gritted their teeth one by one, and Xuanziwen opened the Xuanjia neatly, locking these wastes in the Zhoutian Pavilion.
prevent them from escaping.
As early as the time when the monks of Xianmen were gathering, Yun Qianxue arranged for Marriage Meng to hide away with the demon cultivators of Zhou Tiange.
Now the dream of marrying is sitting in front of the tea stand in the mortal world, listening to the storyteller tell the story of General Chang Sheng who conquered many with less and closed the frontier without being invaded by barbarians for ten years.
"Beat whatever you want, and beating to death counts as one." Xianjun Gu Ming looked at the great dislike of the elders of his sect, and the sly eyebrows almost ruined the gentleman style of their sect.
"Go!"
Except for Xing Yan, who had no disciples from the same sect to clean up, the others could beat to death the flustered and frightened trash on the first floor just by not showing up.
"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!" After another piece of hibiscus petal cut off the flesh and blood, Chang Xianzhang looked panicked and rushed out with people.
"We can't get out! Zhou Tian Pavilion has been sealed, we can't get out!" A fast-running cultivator came back tremblingly, his face was ashen, his mood was shaken, and his heart was full of demons.
Compared with the Nascent Soul cultivator who was suppressed by those terrifying forces and was lying on the ground, unable to even raise his head, and many Jindans who were affected to death, these Transformation Gods can still run and fly.
But they couldn't break through the barrier of Zhou Tiange!
"If we knew there was fraud here, we shouldn't have come!" Several elders of the Wanyang Sect had red eyes.
The cassocks on their bodies were torn, and their flesh was cut with many wounds that were deep enough to reveal the bones.
"It's not all your Changxianmen's fault!" Hearing the words, the rest of the people directly pointed their finger at the perpetrator.
Now that everyone is going to die, who cares about face?
Ripping skin off is the end result.
The elders of the Changxian Sect had gloomy faces, the Changxian sect's head gritted their teeth, and their eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.
Yun Qianxue!Yun Qianxue!It's all that woman!
If it wasn't for her instigation!
But they couldn't say anything, none of them said anything about Yun Qianxue's proposal back then.
They just wanted to take the credit for attacking Zhou Tiange from beginning to end, and seeing that Yun Qianxue was very sensible and kept quiet, they became even more presumptuous and didn't even want to take this sick woman with her.
I'm afraid that she will hold back, and also afraid that she will take credit.
Now look, where is she sensible?
She was clearly watching a play!
"What's the use of talking about it now!" Dodging the harsh attack on the people around him in embarrassment, Chang Xian's head threw away the kindness in the past.
He said sharply, "It's better to find a way to leave!"
He picked up the magic weapon in his hand, and the other elders understood in an instant, and sent other Changxianmen to surround these people through sound transmission.
"All follow the instructions of the senior brother in charge. If anyone dares to run away alone, don't blame me for not keeping anyone under my sword!" Chang Muyang growled ferociously with his face covered in blood.
Even if he was going to die, he would be the last one to die. He absolutely had to bury these people with him.
The monks of other sects glared at them when they saw this, but they dared not leave without authorization due to the fierce attack from Zhou Tian Pavilion and the large number of Changxian sect.
Now they are so regretful that their intestines are green.
Why did you have to participate in this battle against demons just to covet the treasures of Zhou Tiange?
This in turn puts itself in.
Not worth it, not worth it...
"Huh? That person is a bit weird." Among the Golden Core cultivators lying on the ground, hiding behind a tree, Pan Yang, who refused to bend his knees because of his noble status as the Son of Destiny, was particularly eye-catching.
"It's the way of heaven." Elder Xingyan, who had noticed it a long time ago, said it right.
Their attacks were blocked by a strange force.
This power carries death and cruelty, which they experienced when Tongtianmen was destroyed.
"Sure enough, I said that the Tongtian Gate is not so easy to reopen." Back then, Tiandao insisted on completely destroying the Tongtian Gate.
I don't know why the Tongtianmen was divided into four parts in the end. It was luck. Fortunately, their world would not be completely closed, and it would not be the case that thousands of years later, due to the unkindness of the heavens, the souls would have no way out and die here.
"Elder Xingyan, what should we do?" When encountering such a bastard as Tiandao, the powerful people here would not dare to move easily.
It's not that he's afraid of death, but that he's afraid of the impact on Qingqing's opening of the Heavenly Gate.
"Don't be so careful." Xing Yan shook his head instead.
Ever since Yin Shaoqing decided to go to Hanhai and took Lin Tianlu into his hands, Tiandao was afraid that he had already murdered Yin Shaoqing.
Now this monk brought Tiandao into Zhoutian Pavilion, through their attack, Tiandao will also find that those people it wanted to destroy at the beginning are not dead.
"If the sky wants to kill you, it won't hold back." Xing Yan broke free from the shackles on his body, and the light blue magic circle stepped out from under his feet, breaking ten thousand shackles in one step.
The immortal locks on thousands of people in the devil's lair shattered, and their suppressed cultivation levels rose sharply.
The immortal monks on the first floor are like dead leaves shaking in the vast sea, drifting with the huge waves, facing the fate of being torn apart at any time.
"Remind the Son of Destiny that if you want to save your life, you need to absorb the cultivation base of a thousand Golden Core monks."
Even if the face is torn apart, in order to survive, Tiandao can only do everything possible to preserve Pan Yang.
It doesn't understand what it means to be aggrieved, but whenever it helps Pan Yang defend against an attack, its data will flow around for a long time.
Pan Yang has no doubts about this.
He is the Son of Destiny, and these monks should be honored to sacrifice their lives for him.
Transparent, malicious power gushed out from Pan Yang, covering the entire Zhoutian Pavilion, quickly plundering the cultivation base and life of the Golden Core cultivator.
It feels so good to be filled with power.
Pan Yang held his head high, opened his hands, and stood in the sky, feeling the feeling of becoming stronger.
He laughed wantonly, he is the king!It's fate!Be the master!
"Boom!!" A seven-star ring formation blasted directly at his body with immense killing power, interrupting his disgusting laughter.
In the rising dust, Pan Yang looked through the Zhou Tiange displeasedly and saw more than a thousand people waiting in full force in the devil's lair.
Glancing at their cultivation, he was shocked.
"Why didn't you tell me that there are so many people hiding in the Heavenly Pavilion this week?!"
Pan Yang's eyes were red with anger.
This damned way of heaven has never been reliable!
Heaven didn't answer, it didn't know before, it didn't find out until after Pan Yang entered Zhoutian Pavilion this time.
But whether to tell Pan Yang has become an invalid reminder, because Pan Yang can't escape with Pan Yang's ability, so it's useless to say or not.
Pan Yang didn't hear Tiandao's answer, so he could only focus on those cultivators who transformed themselves into gods.
Now he feels that he alone can kill these hundreds of cultivators, but there will be wolves watching, he can only let them help him to break through the Zhoutian barrier and escape.
Tiandao mobilized the power of heaven and earth to suppress them as early as Xingyan's blow.
As long as they are still in this world, they are its citizens, and they can only bow their heads to it.
How can a mere ant cross the river and shake the tree?
"Attack that place with all your strength." Straightening his back and passing by Elder Wan Yang, Pan Yang disdained to recognize these ordinary people again.
The elders who were excited to recognize this disciple back turned black.
"Bah!" Third Elder Wanyang spat, what the hell.
Isn't it just using sorcery to skyrocket your cultivation base?Who knows if he will turn back in a few days, when the seven orifices bleed to death, his soul will be gone, and he will not even be able to give birth?
The bodies of those Jindan monks killed by him are still on the ground, what kind of saints are you pretending to be here!
The calm confidence that had returned to Pan Yang's face, as if it had been a lifetime ago, collapsed again.
His face was distorted and ferocious in an instant, and as he pinched his fingers, the third elder screamed before he was torn apart by the violent vortex of spiritual power.
This scene frightened the rest of the people. Some of them were dissatisfied and resentful, but they were all choked up and unable to utter a word when facing Pan Yang's madman-like expression.
Pan Yang's eyes were full of contempt and disdain they were familiar with, and even an indifference that made them feel cold all over.
This person doesn't care about their lives, just like they don't care about those dead Golden Core monks.
Pedestrians don't care about the ants under their feet.
These powerful people who have always been aloof, blushed, full of humiliation, but the feeling of having to obey him was great.
Pan Yang raised his hand to straighten his clothes, he wanted to open the barrier of Zhou Tian Pavilion, and wait here for his beloved little junior sister.
Here, welcome her home.
With the help of Tiandao to suppress Xuan Ziwen and others, most of the Zhou Tian Pavilion formation supported by them will be ineffective.
The rest was arranged by Yin Shaoqing.
Now Pan Yang has plundered the cultivation base of thousands of Jindan monks, and has stepped into the transformation of the gods.
But in fact, he could feel that his actual strength should be in the Void Refining Realm.
But it happened that he, who was in the Void Refining Realm and a hundred masters in the transformation stage, couldn't break through the rings, rings, and rings of the Zhoutian barrier.
Pan Yang was so angry that he wanted to smash the pillars supporting Zhoutian Pavilion, but it was a pity that he bombarded for a long time before realizing that it was futile.
The heaven-level formation arranged by Yin Shaoqing is engraved on the stone pillar. Unless the sea stones in the entire Xianhai Sea disappear completely, the sea stone pillar supporting Zhou Tiange will be quickly replenished after being destroyed.
The speed of Pan Yang's destruction was not as fast as that of Shanghai Shizhu's restoration.
"There's no time." Pan Yang looked around Zhou Tiange impatiently. According to the footsteps of the little junior sister, she will arrive in half a day.
Wouldn't it be embarrassing for him if they were still like monkeys locked in a cage?
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Pan Yang's eyes, and almost at the same time, the dark and murderous power of the Dao of Heaven surged out, sweeping all the Nascent Soul cultivators.
"What are you doing!" Among those Nascent Soul cultivators, there were not many apprentices of Huashen cultivators, or even blood relatives.
But now their relatives, friends and disciples died in front of them, and they could only watch helplessly.
I watched helplessly, unable to do anything.
Because the moment the man asked, he was chopped into two pieces by Pan Yang, and his cultivation was completely robbed.
They were both cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, but they were killed by Pan Yang raising his hand. They struggled to save their own lives, so how could they have the ability to protect others?
Don't blame them for being cruel, there is nothing they can do, they are forced to do nothing.
Just like raising Gu, Pan Yang finally became the Gu King in Zhou Tian's Gu cup.
He broke through the barrier of Zhoutian Pavilion with less than a hundred monks who were killed by him in anger.
Once the barrier was broken, Yun Qianxue also arrived.
At the same time, Yin Shaoqing, who was rushing back, also noticed it.
Even though it takes half a day to return to Zhou Tian Pavilion after walking thousands of miles with the Golden Light Walking Technique, Yin Shaoqing has never felt that the journey between Zhou Tian and Han Hai is so far away.
"Host, calm down, the hostess is not in danger."
The fat raccoon squatted on Yin Shaoqing's shoulder, tilted his head and lightly rubbed her cheek to comfort her.
It should be the Dao of Heaven who is really in danger.
The moment Yun Qianxue appeared, the Heavenly Dao spell was suddenly locked, and she only felt a sharp pain in her soul.
I think Heaven wants her to get out of the way of retreat and let Pan Yang go.
However, is Zhou Tiange a place where they can come and go whenever they want?
Shaken by Pan Yangxue, the rest of the cultivators who were hidden by the inner demons were no longer able to settle accounts with Yun Qianxue.
Only Pan Yang smiled like a spring breeze, striding in front of Yun Qianxue in a gentle and elegant manner.
With a twist of his fingertips, a fine green spirit jade appeared in his palm.
Pan Yang knew that his little junior sister liked Qing Lingyu, so he specially took it from a woman in the flower shop.
This piece of green spirit jade was carved into the shape of a lotus flower. Pan Yang believed that his little junior sister only needed to look at it to appreciate his intentions.
"Little Junior Sister, why did you come back? I have been waiting for you for a long time. Look. This is the Qingling Jade that I specially found for you. Do you like it?"
How could there be such a disgusting person?Capricious, scum through and through?
Yun Qianxue frowned slightly, and took half a step back, the smell of rouge and gouache on Pan Yang's body was pungent.
Although he couldn't get any more capable women, he still often goes to places like Huafang.
"Junior Sister, come here." Yun Qianxue's disgusted expression never restrained, Pan Yang's face darkened instantly, and his tone was dangerous.
Yun Qianxue sneered, "What are you, you dare to order me?"
There is only one person in this world who can order her and make her obey.
Why?Why he has become stronger, but Junior Sister still doesn't look at him?
Pan Yang crushed the Qing Lingyu with one hand, and raised it high with the other.
Since he can't get the smile of the little junior sister, then destroy this face, this person!
"Roar!" Xuanhu, who was lying on Yun Qianxue's shoulder, had long been on guard against this apprentice.
At this moment, he jumped up even more, and his sharp claws that could cut Jin Duanyu grabbed Pan Yang's heart fiercely!
Pan Yang didn't even hide, he was confident that Heaven would help him block it.
Sure enough, Heavenly Dao bounced Xuanhu away heavily, and the force of backlash was extremely powerful.
Xuanhu, who had been arrogant for thousands of years, was deflated for the first time, and Tiandao's blow actually made him limping.
"Junior Sister, I didn't know when you also liked raising these beasts." Pan Yang glanced at Xuanhu with a gloomy gaze.
He made a dangerous smile, with madness in his eyes, flicked the cassock on his heart and smiled gently: "Brother, I know some beast-controlling skills, this little thing is so dishonest, if you don't go, leave it to me to train/teach" some time?"
Look at what he said, it seems that he is still close to Yun Qianxue.
When they were flirting back then, Pan Yang never said that.
"No matter what your plans are, I advise you to go back to Zhou Tian Pavilion and stay honest." Yun Qianxue crushed the restriction.
The cultivation base of the golden core stage increased suddenly.
Pan Yang watched Yun Qianxue break through from the Golden Core to the Ruins Refining Realm, and then transform from the Ruins Refining Realm to the terrifying coercion covering, already transcending this world's immortal posture.
With a wave of Yun Qianxue's long sleeves, those cultivators who turned into gods were directly beaten back to the Zhoutian Pavilion.
Even Pan Yang was shot hundreds of feet away. If it weren't for the protection of heaven, he would have been seriously injured.
Pan Yang turned over in some embarrassment, his lips twitched, and he wanted to say something but couldn't.
He clearly sensed a mysterious aura exuding from Yun Qianxue, like a nine-day fairy, like an ancient god.
These all stirred up the fire in his heart and his desire to conquer.
Only such a junior sister deserves to be with him.
With the blessing of heaven, Yun Qianxue couldn't seriously injure Pan Yang, and Pan Yang couldn't do anything about him either.
In the end Pan Yang just absorbed
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