Cultivating Immortals in Two Worlds: From Qing Fu to Primordial Chaos

Chapter 108 Famous in the world
At this time, the figure glanced at the Five Clouds Patriarch, the remaining Zuo Dao among the Six Peaks, and the other Taoists who were trying to fish in troubled waters, and said.

"If you can come, others can come too!"

"Brother Zhenyang, I didn't expect that you would have to make the trip in person this time!"

Taoist Guangrong greeted the swordsman when he saw him, but his men also quickly locked the body of Lord Xuan Ya with sword light to prevent the monk from escaping.

Zhao Zhenwu glanced at him and blamed him.

"I have recruited a fairy seedling, but you didn't bring back a letter early. If you weren't stubborn, you wouldn't have run into such trouble. Fortunately, you are not so stupid and know how to ask for help, otherwise you would have harmed my nephew!"

Only then did he set his gaze on Patriarch Wuyun, shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Ancestor Wuyun, please die. I will give you a chance to survive. Or you can try the True Yang Immortal Sword in my hand!"

He raised one hand, and the ancient sword slowly came out of its sheath. In an instant, it seemed as if a blade formed by sunlight appeared in his hand, and an invisible pure yang energy had already filled the world.

That is the terrifying pure yang fire!

Only a very small number of sword immortals can refine such pure yang true fire!
Patriarch Wuyun's face turned pale and blue. He was also the founder of a sect, and his disciples were all watching outside. However, Zhao Zhenwu was so arrogant that he didn't give him any face.

At the same time, he was not convinced. Although Zhao Zhenwu was powerful, he was the master of a place, respected as the ancestor, and admired by countless cultivators. He might not be weaker than the legendary sword immortal. Moreover, he had several treasures of the sect on him, which gave him more confidence.

His mind raced, and he suddenly pulled his face down and said coldly.

"Zhao Zhenwu, the world respects you as the True Yang Sword Immortal. Do you really think that others can't defeat you? Today, this ancestor refuses to believe this and wants to weigh your weight!"

His figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Instead, he directly used the Lesser Universe Cloud Escape Technique, which was a secret technique of the Lingkong School of Hague Mountain. It was extremely fast and could even move space.

Zhao Zhenwu just shook his head slightly when he saw this.

"It's just a trick!"

His figure turned into a ray of rapid red light and quickly passed through the clouds. After a moment, several magnificent streams of light were seen colliding and intertwining in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds. The streams of light dissipated, as if to turn hundreds of miles of void into a long river of shimmering waves, twisting and swallowing it all.

There were also several kinds of thunder magic inside that formed round beads the size of pigeon eggs, which were intended to shatter the sky. However, a light red sword light flashed, and before the lightning appeared, the figure surrounded by flowing light had been hit by several sword light afterimages.

"I can't beat him. I can't beat him at all. Master is boasting a lot, but the noise..."

At this time, in the distance, several other disciples of the Lingkong Sect were watching this scene from afar. Their expressions had changed. Some of them rolled their eyes and quietly took a few steps back.

"My fellow disciples, this battle may not be favorable to our master. We must help him, otherwise..."

One of them, a tall and thin man with short hair and dressed as a monk, spoke to the people around him, but he found that only two of his fellow apprentices were left behind him, and the others had quietly disappeared.

"You...! You are a bunch of wicked people! When Master returns to the sect, I will teach you beasts a lesson!"

At this moment, looking at the three streams of water escaping behind him, his face was filled with anger.

"Big Brother, what should we do now? How can we help Master escape?"

At this moment, one of the Taoists with handsome faces behind him looked at the six-armed Vajra Deng Yan who was in the lead. The two of them were the third disciple of Wuyun Patriarch, Fire Swallow Wu Qing, and Golden Winged Immortal Zhang Pei.

Among the three, Deng Yan, the Six-Armed Vajra, has the highest level of Taoism and has already cultivated the Dragon-Tiger Yuandan.

The other two were much less advanced in their cultivation, and they had only cultivated Dan Qi.

Although their Taoism skills were not high, they were grateful to Patriarch Wuyun for teaching them Taoism and were unwilling to leave.

The Fire King Deng Yan's eyes darkened slightly, revealing a hint of ferocity for a moment.

"Master cannot defeat that True Yang Sword Immortal. We have to think of a way. If we can kidnap a few disciples of the Xuanmiao Sect and distract those Sword Immortals, maybe Master can find a way to take us away!"

However, he was ruthless and did not want to escape. Instead, he planned to go deep into Xuanmiao Sect to capture hostages and help everyone escape safely.

"Big Brother, your idea is great. Let's hurry up and try to meet the Immortal Seedling of the Xuanmiao Sect. If we can capture him, we might not only be able to escape, but also be valued by our Master and be given more secrets!"

The Golden Winged Immortal Seal was worn by a middle-aged Taoist priest. He had a scar at the corner of his eyebrow, which made him look more ferocious. At this moment, his eyes were flashing.

He was not a good person to begin with, and he stayed not because he was loyal to Patriarch Wuyun, but because he felt that if he retreated like his other fellow disciples, he would be chased and blocked by the elders of Xuanmiao Sect, and his hope of escaping was slim.

Instead, if he could stay, if he could help Old Ancestor Wuyun escape, he might have a chance to escape.

The three of them made up their minds at once, quietly used their secret techniques to suppress their escape light, and dived towards the depths of the Xuanmiao Sect.

But halfway through the journey, the three of them suddenly stopped, and saw a handsome man in a white robe and with long hair walking out of the sea of ​​clouds. He had a long sword at his waist and his eyes were like stars.

"Brothers, where are you going?"

Behind him, two figures emerged one after another. One had a graceful figure in red. Her body and face were like ripe fruits, emitting charm and moving flavor everywhere. The only thing that destroyed this charm was the murderous intent in her phoenix eyes.

The other one was dressed in green, with handsome features. There seemed to be a coldness in the depths of his eyes. Although he looked ordinary, a unique scent emanated from his body all the time, as if he was transformed by the spirituality of heaven and earth, and his Taoist charm was difficult to conceal.

"The Flying Sword Fairy Jiang Yuexin, the Invisible Fairy Jiang Rongyue..."

Looking at Jiang Yuexin and Jiang Rongyue, the faces of the three figures suddenly changed slightly.

Both Jiang Yuexin and Jiang Rongyue are famous sword immortals in the Xuanmiao Sect. Especially the Flying Sword Immortal Jiang Yuexin, who was once listed on the Ten Thousand Spirits List. Although he has been removed from the list because his sixtieth birthday has passed, his reputation is still far-reaching.

The Invisible Fairy Jiang Rongyue is also very famous. The Invisible Sword in her hand is also a well-known fairy sword in the Nine Heavens Orthodox Sect. Countless evildoers have died at her hands.

That is a reputation stained with blood.

Deng Yan now set his sights on another young man behind the two men. This young man was unfamiliar, but considering the attitudes of Jiang Yuexin and Jiang Rongyue towards him, Deng Yan could easily guess Yang Huai's identity.

"Is he the Immortal Seedling from the Xuanmiao Sect?"

The reason why they all ended up in this situation was because of this.

His eyes moved, and at this moment a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

If this person is caught, the Zhenyang Sword Immortal will be afraid to act rashly.

Jiang Yuexin said to the two people beside him at this time.

"Second Junior Sister, Third Junior Brother, leave that idiot with his eyes rolling around to me. You can each pick one of the other two. This will be your last contribution to the sect!"

Jiang Rongyue said with a hint of smile on her charming face.

"Leave the Fire Swallow Wu Qing to me, and the remaining one to you, Junior Brother. Is that ok?"

Yang Huai nodded.

"no problem!"

Almost at the same time, Deng Yan spread out his body, holding the demon-subduing shovel and rushing towards Yang Huai quickly, but was blocked by Jiang Yuexin who used the White Tiger Sword Technique in an instant, and the sky was filled with deafening tiger roars.

Jiang Yuexin mainly practiced the White Tiger Treasure Spirit Sword Art. His path was different from that of other sword immortals. He specialized in the White Tiger Treasure Spirit Sword Art. At this time, the sword art burst out with astonishing power in his hands. Not only was the sword light extremely fast, but also the wisps of golden luster were indestructible. Even though Deng Yan's Taoism was quite extraordinary, he was still in a panic for a moment.

Jiang Rongyue also flew up, like a dancing phoenix. Rays of cold light flew out from the invisible sword in her hand, intercepting another handsome young man with a delicate figure.

The young man was only at Dan Qi stage. Facing Jiang Rongyue, whose level of cultivation far exceeded his, he could only bite the bullet and fight.

There was some hesitation in the eyes of the Golden Winged Immortal Zhangpei at this moment. The person in front of him looked young, but he was a Taoist who came from the Ten Thousand Spirits List after all.

As for catching the opponent, the most ideal situation is of course that the eldest brother is in the front, and the two of them are responsible for sneak attacks, rather than him fighting alone...

He felt that what his two senior brothers did was a bit unfair, but he really didn't want to face the Flying Sword Immortal and the Invisible Fairy!

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and decided to give it a try first!
What's more, he is carrying a secret treasure!

"Come on, let me weigh you!"

A vicious look appeared in his eyes, and a pair of black and gold wings instantly opened behind him. This is the origin of why he is called the Golden Winged Immortal, because he has trained a pair of sky-gold wings that are extremely powerful, swift, and can escape at an extremely fast speed.

A ball of solid golden light appeared from behind him, adding a hint of mysterious Dharma power to his body, which instantly expanded his aura to the Danji realm. In an instant, he was beside Yang Huai, and a small golden flying centipede appeared and disappeared from his sleeve. This was his most precious treasure.

This creature is a strange species of iron wire centipede, which is extremely poisonous. Even if a cultivator is bitten, he will be paralyzed for a period of time.

As long as he was bitten, he could use it to hold the Xuanmiao Sect and the Zhenyang Sword Immortal hostage.

But in a moment his face froze, and a dazzling sword energy instantly blinded him, and the next moment he knew nothing.

Only Deng Yan and another young Taoist priest in the distance were looking at this scene with shock in their eyes. They saw the immortal Miao draw his sword slightly, and a terrifying golden sword light flashed across the void. Then, Zhang Pei, who was rushing towards them, was split in half and died instantly.

The golden flying centipede in his sleeve could not escape the sword's stranglehold.

"Is this the Daozi on the Wanling List?"

The Fire Swallow Wu Qing was a little dazed, and Jiang Rongyue seized the opportunity in an instant. He was slashed by the invisible sword energy, and died under the sword in an instant. His body fell to the clouds, and was instantly chopped into a ball of blood mist by Jiang Rongyue's sword in mid-air.

On the other side, Deng Yan's face had changed color, but he did not have the intention of retreating at this moment. Instead, he used his magic body to withstand Jiang Yuexin's sword that pierced his chest. His body turned into a stream of light and came towards Yang Huai at a very fast speed.

At this moment, he had a terrifying aura. When his second Dharma body was activated, a terrifying six-armed demon god appeared behind him, like a Vajra subduing a demon. He came towards Yang Huai fiercely with the Vajra Wheel in his hand.

Seeing this, Yang Huai wanted to unleash the power of his innate golden spirit holy fetus and kill him with one sword, but he saw that Jiang Yuexin was faster, and layers of golden light burst out from his body. Behind him also appeared a strange golden giant, which was somewhat similar to an ordinary white tiger body, but also different. At this time, a special magic power emerged from it, and Deng Yan, who was within ten feet of Yang Huai and showed a look of joy on his face, was instantly chopped away by the sword.

Boom! !

A blood mist exploded, followed by several dazzling sword lights passing by. Deng Yan was completely lifeless.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuexin put away this unique magical body skill and smiled at Yang Huai.

"Junior brother, even though the person has been killed, we still can't waste him!"

After saying that, he looted the remains of Deng Yan, Wu Qing, and Zhang Pei, and divided them into two parts and gave them to Jiang Rongyue and Yang Huai.

Boom! !

At this moment, there were several loud noises and a silent scream.

The battle between the True Yang Sword Immortal and the Five Cloud Ancestor above his head had already ended with no unexpected changes. Just a few sword lights carrying the Pure Yang True Fire broke the Five Cloud Ancestor's Yuanshen secret technique, and the Five Cloud Ancestor, a famous Yuanshen cultivator in the Dachang land, was killed by the sword.

On the other side, Taoist Guangrong had already subdued Lord Xuan Ya, and had begun to cooperate with some elders of Xuanmiao Sect to kill some unorthodox practitioners who tried to fish in troubled waters, and even the cultivators who were close to the Xuanmiao Sect. Anyone who approached would be killed regardless of whether they were righteous or evil.

The sound of killing was endless.

Yang Huai looked at this scene and shook his head secretly.

Although he didn't kill the person.

But he brought disaster upon himself.

This day he was destined to become famous in the Qingfu world.

(End of this chapter)