Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 260 The Tyrannical Golden Immortal Makes His Move in the South Pole

"The Yin-Yang Mirror!"

"The Immortal-Slaying Sword!"

Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, Yu Ding Zhenren, and the other three Great Luo Golden Immortals led the way, attacking Liu Er.

"The Immortal-Binding Rope!"

"Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover!"

"Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan!"

Following the three, nine cultivators at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, including Taiyi Zhenren, suddenly caught up.

The terrifying magical power surged, each layer higher than the last, shattering the surrounding space into pieces.

The twelve Golden Immortals pounced with the ferocity of tigers and wolves; even a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal would likely have to retreat.

Upon seeing this, Liu Er curled his lips into a cold smile.

Master was right after all. The Chan Sect is a bunch of shameless scoundrels.

He put away the iron barbarian he was holding, and said, "Brother."

"The True Form of the Demonic Ape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his already strong body began to swell rapidly, like an inflated balloon.

It quickly transformed into a giant ape over ten meters tall, its aura condensed and its fur as hard as metal, like a divine ape being born.

Then, he clapped his hands together and struck the Twelve Golden Immortals with the force of thunder.

"boom!"

The deafening sound resounded through the sky, and astonishing Dao energy spread in all directions. The twelve Golden Immortals turned pale and were sent flying backward.

"You impudent monkey, how dare you!"

With a loud shout, Ran Deng saw that the Twelve Golden Immortals were no match for him, and immediately summoned his coffin to smash towards Liu Er.

Burning Lamp, a veteran peak Grand Luo Golden Immortal cultivator, possesses profound and unfathomable inner strength.

The coffin had been nurtured by it for countless millennia, making it incredibly powerful, comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Even Liu Er felt greatly threatened by the attack.

"You thieving Taoist priest, how dare you launch a sneak attack!"

Liu Er went berserk. He stretched out his hands, lifted them up, and then threw them with all his might. The heavy coffin was sent flying by Liu Er. Even Randeng felt a surge of blood and qi.

At this moment, the Twelve Golden Immortals calmed their internal energy and were about to rush over to surround Liu Er.

Then another angry shout rang out in mid-air, "What a disgrace to the Chan Sect! What a disgrace to the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun! So this is how you bully the weak!"

Duobao Daoist and Jinling Shengmu descended with frosty expressions, coldly observing the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun.

"Let's do it!"

Daoist Duobao gave Jinling Shengmu a wink, then immediately unleashed the Duobao Pagoda, which, with its supreme power, suppressed Xiang Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, and Yuding.

Guang Chengzi hurriedly summoned the Fantian Seal to defend himself, and a metallic sound rang out, as if two small metal mountains had collided.

Guang Chengzi's face turned pale, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, flying backward.

"The Yin-Yang Mirror!"

"The Immortal-Slaying Sword!"

Chi Jingzi and Yu Ding Zhenren exerted all their strength.

However, the treasure pagoda shimmered with light, its momentum undiminished, and with the force of thunder, it knocked away Chi Jingzi's Yin-Yang Mirror and Yu Ding Zhenren's Immortal-Slaying Sword.

The two had already been injured by Liu Er's attack, and now they were attacked by Duo Bao. They could no longer withstand it, and they spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward.

"Senior Brother!"

The Golden Immortals cried out in alarm, preparing to rush forward, when a beautiful figure flashed before their eyes—the Golden Spirit Mother had already arrived in front of them.

With a dragon and tiger jade scepter in one hand and a four-symbol pagoda in the other, he suppressed the remaining golden immortals.

The remaining Golden Immortals were only at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, far, far inferior to the Golden Spirit Mother.

In almost the blink of an eye, the ten Golden Immortals were already coughing up blood and flying backwards.

On the other side, Liu Er let out a long howl, and the true form of the demonic ape grew larger once again.

"The Laws of War: Fight against Heaven and Earth, fight to the very end!"

Liu Er gathered all his energy and spirit, adding 40% of his battle law to it, and unleashed a peak punch.

"Snap!"

The coffin could no longer withstand the pressure, and a crack appeared on it. Then, a powerful force struck, blasting the Taoist Ran Deng away.

While suspended in mid-air, Ran Deng's old face was already flushed red, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

How embarrassing! So embarrassing!

As the dignified Vice Leader of the Chan Sect, he has now been beaten like this by a third-generation disciple of the Jie Sect!

If the three thousand guests of Zixiao Temple back then had seen this, they would have laughed at him!

In mid-air, Ran Deng struggled to maintain his balance, looking at Liu Er with a wary expression!

This guy Liu Er is indeed quite powerful; he has actually cultivated to the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!

Suddenly, a look of fear flashed in Ran Deng's eyes. Could it be that the second-generation disciple of the Jie Sect, the master of the Six Ears, had already entered the Quasi-Saint realm?

As Ran Deng's thoughts raced, Liu Er charged at him once again like a heavy tank.

Ran Deng secretly groaned, and could only rush forward again to fight Liu Er.

"Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, you are both second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect. How can you bully the weak and gang up on us, third-generation disciples of the Jie Sect? Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Fine, let's see today just how much strength you bunch of chickens and dogs really have!"

Duobao's cultivation was improving day by day. As he spoke, his voice was like a spring thunderclap as he coldly stared at Guangchengzi and Chijingzi.

The next moment, he once again unleashed the Pagoda of Many Treasures, carrying supreme power to suppress the two of them.

Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi were so agitated by Duobao that their faces turned pale and uncertain. They quickly summoned their spiritual treasures to defend themselves.

"boom!"

In mid-air, a deafening collision resounded. Duobao remained as steady as Mount Tai, while Guangchengzi and Chijingzi were sent flying backward, a golden-red blood bead blooming in mid-air.

On the other side, Ran Deng was also unable to withstand Liu Er's increasingly rapid attacks and was swept away again.

The cracks on the coffin continued to widen, and Randeng, heartbroken, couldn't stop shedding tears.

This is a spiritual treasure that he has nurtured for countless millennia. He doesn't know how many more years it will take to heal these cracks.

"Go to hell!"

Liu Er was now truly enraged, and with a mighty display of his Iron Pole, he smashed towards Randeng with overwhelming force.

Taibai Jinxing, standing to the side, was filled with excitement. He was overwhelmed by the domineering, unparalleled, and battle-hardened spirit of the Jie Sect. This was the Jie Sect, where all the immortals came to pay homage.

Even more exhilarating than Venus was Haotian.

The disciples of the Chan Sect were beaten to a pulp, and the vice leader was even injured by the third-generation disciples of the Jie Sect.

Haotian wanted to clap his hands and cheer, finally venting his anger.

Yunhua and Yang Tianyou hid to the side, their beautiful eyes flashing with light.

What a magnificent Six-Eared Monkey! He truly defied heaven and earth, and possessed an indomitable spirit!

"Buzz!"

Just then, the void rippled violently, and an indescribable pressure slowly spread throughout the Yang residence!

At this moment, the Yang residence seemed to have become an independent little world, enduring the constant attacks from everyone.

Just as the Six-Eared Iron Cudgel was about to smash down, he suddenly felt a great sense of crisis and his hair stood on end. He withdrew his Willful Iron Cudgel and retreated to Duobao's side.

With another flash, an old man with white hair and beard appeared where the lamp had been, leaning on a peachwood cane, his face kind.

"The Old Man of the South Pole!"

Duobao, Jinling, and Liuer's expressions changed slightly as they recognized the newcomer!

He was none other than one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace. Like Randeng, he was an unparalleled powerhouse who served by the side of the Sage and hoped to advance further. He was a Quasi-Sage cultivator!

(End of this chapter)