Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

call!

On the cloud bed, Mei Niang exhaled a cloud of seven-colored smoke that rolled and enveloped the cloud bed.

In the next instant, Feng Jiliao of Tai Shi Gate spewed out a cloud of crimson smoke, forcing Meiniang's smoke aside.

At this moment, Mei Niang jumped onto the cloud bed and charged straight at Feng Jiliao of the Tai Shi Gate to fight.

The two engaged in close-quarters combat, with varied punches and kicks and unpredictable stances.

In an instant, the battle raged, with clouds churning and the sounds of various spells booming incessantly.

Many of the cultivators watching the battle either used magical mirrors or spiritual eye techniques to observe, and they watched with great interest.

Even Wang Quan, Ying Jiaren, Ruo Jinghong, and others were worried that Meiniang would be defeated, so they each used their own methods to watch the battle.

On the battlefield, Wu Zetian was repeatedly defeated and killed.

Just as she was about to fall off the cloud bed, she suddenly let out a delicate shout, patted her belly, and released the Purple Palace magic artifact of the Thirty-Six Wheels.

Click!

The Purple Palace artifact spun, instantly swallowing Feng Jiliao.

Feng Jiliao exclaimed in surprise, "What a brilliant move!"

"But, there's nothing to fear!"

He cast spells, unleashing a variety of magics such as lightning, fire, ice, and hurricanes, all aimed at Meiniang.

At the same time, his many clones also rushed into the smoke.

Ten breaths...

One hundred breaths...

A cup of tea's time...

From within the smoke came a desolate, mournful scream: "You wretch, how did you come to control evil?"

"You vile woman, where did you get all this evil from? And why is it so vicious? It's not normal!"

"It's over... I'm going to die!"

Immediately afterwards, screams of agony rang out.

Moments later, one after another, desiccated corpses fell from the smoke and clouds.

boom! boom! boom!

The dried corpse fell and instantly turned to ashes.

The last mummified corpse fell, but instead of turning to ashes, it bounced twice on the ground before limping to its feet.

"Heh, loser!"

call out!call out!

Wisps of smoke swept in, carrying the dried corpse back with them.

The crowd hurriedly fed him the secret medicine and the elixir.

After the dried corpse inflated like an air balloon, everyone realized that the dried corpse was none other than Feng Jiliao.

The First Legion Commander scoffed, "That's it?"

"A mere dreg of medicine dares to argue with me about the order of our duel? How laughable!"

Feng Jiliao retorted, "It's not dregs of medicine, it's a defeated dog."

hehe.....

The cultivators sneered, showing no respect whatsoever.

The First Legion Commander frowned: "You had superior numbers, how did you lose?"

The other legion commanders and experts also observed curiously: "Yes, why were they defeated?"

Feng Jiliao's face was grim: "Me and my many clones swarmed forward to destroy her magic weapon."

"As a result, this vile woman actually released some evil things."

"Those evil beings have heads like cannons, immense strength, and unpredictable actions."

"They even know tactics; they attacked me from both sides, along with that bitch."

"I only have one head and two arms, I can't bear it, I simply can't bear it."

Upon hearing this, everyone frowned: "The cultivators from the far west are acting strangely."

"They either enjoy stabbing people in the back, or they can become evil, and now they are even nurturing evil."

"This is abnormal, this is extremely abnormal!"

"Evil cannot possibly come into the present world."

"I suspect they are evil."

"Everyone, stop trying to reason with them and fight them! Let's all swarm them, unleash the power of our magic weapons, and suppress them directly!"

One cultivator chuckled: "Rules? They're using the [Sky Patrol Treasure] to strike."

"One blow and we're wiped out."

You'd better pray that people follow the rules.

The cultivators...

boom!

With a cannon blast, the numerous female demons sang and danced, providing a visual feast for everyone. Then, the master of ceremonies, a Taoist nun, coughed and announced, "The magic contest continues!"

"Bitter Cold City, it's your turn to arrange manpower!"

call out!

The First Legion Commander appeared on the battlefield atop a crimson cloud: "Fellow Daoist, let's determine the victor in this duel!"

Wang Quan's heart stirred, and he was about to nod in agreement.

As a result, Ruo Jinghong sneered, "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to compete with Brother Sahua?"

"You should first do what Ying Jiaren did: take on all of us one-on-one, and then you'll be qualified to fight Brother Sahua."

Upon hearing this, the cultivators in Stone City paled in surprise.

The First Legion Commander's face was extremely grim.

She took a deep breath and looked at Wang Quan: "Fellow Daoist, let's shower flowers..."

Wang Quan gently stroked the crystal brain beside him, then suddenly laughed and said, "Ying Jiaren is my Daoist partner."

"You all took turns fighting her, but she couldn't take it anymore, so she called me over."

"Now, if you want to fight me with magic, you must take turns fighting with my friends."

"Only by defeating them will you be qualified to fight me."

The First Legion Commander remained silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Fellow Daoist, we admit defeat!"

Wang Quan was stunned: "Admit defeat?"

Ruo Jinghong and the others were also stunned: "There are so many of you, fighting on home soil, and you're all from orthodox Xuanmen sects, why are you admitting defeat?"

"Why won't you engage in a magical duel?"

"We're not afraid of losing, so why are you?"

The First Legion Commander said with apprehension, "You either turn into evil to scare people, or you summon evil to attack us from both sides, and you even like to stab us in the back."

"You finally managed to send out a female cultivator, and she ended up turning our experts into medicinal dregs."

"Everyone... can't hold on."

Royal power.....

Ruo Jinghong and others...

The cultivators of Bitter Cold City temporarily lost their fighting spirit.

Ruo Jinghong and the others said with considerable regret, "We thought you were going to take advantage of your numbers to bully us."

"And yet, you didn't abuse your power to bully others."

"It's really... a real shame!"

The First Legion Commander's lips twitched as he looked at Wang Quan: "Fellow Daoist, as you know, we drank too much yesterday and our minds are still a bit foggy."

"Fighting under such circumstances will naturally put them at a disadvantage!"

Wang Quan nodded: "I understand!"

The First Legion Commander breathed a sigh of relief, then casually asked, "Fellow Daoist, is there one more sky-surveying strike?"

Wang Quan shook his head.

The next moment, the First Legion Commander's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he gave a hand gesture to the other legion commanders behind him.

These legion commanders secretly installed shields, hedgehogs, porcupines, and other magical artifacts on their lower backs to guard against backstabbing.

Finally, he arrived with a group of fierce henchmen, swarming over in a flash.

Their malevolent aura surged and coalesced, forming a wall of clouds that rapidly pressed towards Wang Quan and his group.

Wang Quan smiled: "I conduct a sky-surveying strike once a month!"

"It's not just once more!"

Whoosh!

The surging cloud wall froze instantly. A clever ghost rushed to the cloud wall, picked up a brush, and wrote: "[Lord of the Scattering Flowers, your magic is boundless; your authority is immense, your chariot is cold and desolate!]"

"Fellow Daoist, how is my calligraphy?"

Wang Quan nodded: "It's standard and proper."

The clever fellow breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Wang Quan looked at the many legion commanders: "Are all the legion commanders here?"

Second Army Corps Commander Feng Jiliao shook his head: "The commanders of the Sixth and Ninth Army Corps didn't come!"

"They are quite reclusive and don't like to interact with us."

"They won't participate in this battle of magic with Fellow Daoist Ying."

Wang Quan was quite disappointed: "I was hoping to take this opportunity to teach them a lesson, but I didn't expect them to be so sensible."

Many legion commanders sneered and dared not answer.

At this point, Wang Quan said again, "Then, everyone, please tell me, who will win and who will lose this contest of magic?"

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