Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The Crimson Flame Spear shattered the void in mid-air, like a crimson rainbow stretching across the sky!
The moment the Judicial Heavenly Monarch Seal was about to fall, it was deflected from the side by the Crimson Flame Spear, grazing Mo Wenxin as it crashed down. In an instant, as the Judicial Heavenly Monarch Seal struck Guanlan Island, a cloud of dust billowed into the sky, and the entire island shook violently!

"Huhu."

Looking at the Judicial Heavenly Lord Seal that had just grazed Mo Wenxin's fall, Duobao gasped for breath, his heart finally settling into his stomach: Thank goodness, thank goodness Mo Wenxin didn't die at Lingyuan's hands.

Mo Wenxin was also sweating profusely. Only then did he realize just how impressive the "protagonist who stirred up the storm" that the Supreme Lord had described was.

Unable to defeat or stop him, no matter how many supernatural powers or techniques you possess, no matter how many strategies or plans you have, they are all nothing but smoke and clouds before him. Even a Daoist of the Profound Realm cannot withstand a single sword strike from him.

"This is the current leader of the Xuanmen sect."

Mo Wenxin looked at Jiang Sheng, who remained calm and composed, with a complicated expression. The Taoist priest showed no change in expression from beginning to end, as if everything was just as it should be. Compared to this man, he, the man of destiny and the chosen one of calamity, had nothing to boast about.

Just as Mo Wenxin was struggling with her dilemma, Jiang Sheng's expression gradually changed.

Jiang Sheng stared at Duo Bao, who had suddenly made his move. Looking at Duo Bao's dark, inky eyes, Jiang Sheng's brows furrowed slightly, and a rare hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

From the very beginning, Jiang Sheng felt that this trip was too strange. It would be fine if Bai He knew about Mo Wenxin, but Ling Luo, who had never been to the Nine Provinces Realm, recommended Mo Wenxin to him, and Duo Bao, a carefree immortal who roamed the world, also became brothers with Mo Wenxin.

All of this was too strange and bizarre to be taken lightly by Jiang Sheng.

When Jiang Sheng saw the white and black lotuses that spread across the entire Guanlan Island, and saw Prince Tuolong and Tushan Lian appear on the island, the strange feeling in Jiang Sheng's heart reached its peak. All sorts of warning signs were telling Jiang Sheng: There is a problem here!

As for Tu Shan Lian's behavior, it further illustrates this point: how could a celestial fox princess from the sacred land of Tu Shan not know etiquette, and how could she deliberately pretend not to recognize herself?
If it were before the Battle of Qingqiu, it would be understandable that the Tushan Holy Land didn't recognize him, since he really had no connection with the Great Wilderness Realm.

But after the war that destroyed the Su clan of Qingqiu, how could the Tushan clan not know about themselves, and how could they not hate themselves?

Jiang Sheng was certain that the Tushan Clan of the Tushan Holy Land in the Great Wilderness Realm, the Kunpeng Clan of the Northern Sea, and the Golden-Winged Roc Clan would definitely remember his face. If they encountered him in the void chaos, they would be eager to eliminate him as soon as possible.

Tu Shanlian not only pretended not to recognize him, but also deliberately provoked him. Knowing that she was no match for him, she still did this on purpose. Either Tu Shanlian was blinded by the evil spirits, or there was a trick involved.

Now it seems that Guanlan Island was indeed a trap, and Tu Shanlian was indeed bewitched by something.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Sheng looked at Tu Shan Lian and Tuo Long, then at Duo Bao and Ling Long. His gaze towards Mo Wenxin grew even colder: "There's always a reason why someone is pitiful!"

"Mo Wenxin, you're courting death!"

In an instant, thunder roared, and with Jiang Sheng's Taoist thunderous voice, thousands of lightning bolts in the sky seemed to dance wildly as they poured down.

Under this majestic heavenly power, Jiang Sheng's Daoist voice almost shattered Mo Wenxin's liver and gallbladder. He stared in horror at the indifferent immortal lord in the sky, feeling nothing but regret in his heart.

The original lord had warned that Lingyuan should not be underestimated and should be treated with utmost respect. However, Mo Wenxin always wanted to test the mettle of this True Lord of Penglai first, which is why he deliberately arranged for Tushan Lian and Prince Tuolong to appear together.

But no one expected that Ling Yuan would have such a bad temper, and would draw his sword and kill without even letting him say a word.

The True Lords of the Xuanmen Holy Land are all incredibly arrogant!
At this moment, Mo Wenxin had no time to regret it. Accompanied by the thunderous roar, Jiang Sheng drew his Qingping Sword in mid-air, and a torrent of lightning poured down into the black blade.

In an instant, the boundless lightning converged into the sword, turning the blade silvery-white.

But then, Jiang Sheng's eyes shimmered with azure lotuses, and a brilliant azure-gold radiance shone through them, like two beams of heavenly light shooting straight out, as if piercing through Mo Wenxin's body and exposing his Dao heart and soul.

Mo Wenxin felt a pang of fear as if Jiang Sheng had seen right through him. He couldn't care less about anything else at that moment and immediately activated his magic. Lingluo, who was still standing in place, suddenly felt dizzy and then went blind. Her eyes blurred and she couldn't see anything more than three feet away.

When Lingluo finally regained her sight, Jiang Sheng in her eyes had already changed into a ferocious-looking Asura wielding a sword.

"Great Burning!"

Lingluo stared intently at the Shura before her, the Shura with whom she shared a blood feud, the evil spirit who had nearly ruined her entire family!

Even the Asura royal family, before they grow up, are still like weak lambs to be slaughtered. If it weren't for their mother's protection, she and her younger brother Duoyan would have died at Da Fen's hands long ago!
With such a despicable enemy right in front of her, how could Lingluo possibly let him go?

Two owl-spitting swords materialized in her hands. Seeing that "Da Fen" was about to attack "Duo Yan" who was lying on the ground, Ling Luo roared and thousands of mandalas bloomed around her. Then, she wielded two sharp blades, stirring up thousands of layers of smoke and sand as she rushed straight towards "Da Fen".

At the same time, Mo Wenxin once again aroused Duobao's influence, causing Duobao to also regard Jiang Shenghuan as an enemy.

Now, Duobao's gaze towards Jiang Sheng changed. Suddenly, his originally dark eyes seemed to glow red. Then, with a roar, he unleashed his Three Heads and Six Arms supernatural power, wielding various magical treasures and wielding ten thousand feet of fiery feathers as he charged towards Jiang Sheng.

Seeing that Lingluo and Duobao had both turned their attacks on Jiang Sheng, Tushan Lian's gaze towards Mo Wenxin became somewhat strange. Although Tushan Lian was a demon, it didn't mean she liked evil. Mo Wenxin's methods of manipulating people's minds and souls were clearly demonic arts. This former chosen one of destiny had already gone down the evil path!
However, Mo Wenxin didn't care about Tu Shanlian's gaze at all. She looked directly at Tuolong and said, "Crown Prince Tuolong, this Lingyuan Zhenjun is also your Bibotan's enemy. If it weren't for his guidance, the Zhuhuan Demon Lord would not have been able to hurt the Jiufeng Demon Lord, and the Jiufeng Demon Lord would not have been killed by the Suqin Fairy he brought from Penglai."

"Now is a good opportunity. Lingluo and Duobao both know him, so they will definitely not be ruthless. Take advantage of his hesitation and find a chance to take his life!"

Tuolong hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Jiang Sheng, who was being attacked by Lingluo and Duobao. He gritted his teeth, picked up his two golden mace hammers again, and charged forward.

Seeing Mo Wenxin looking over, Tu Shanlian immediately said, "I understand without you saying it, but don't just stand by and watch. Quickly activate the restriction formation to trap and kill him!"

As she spoke, Tu Shanlian rose into the air, and seven fiery red fox tails behind her suddenly unfurled. Each of the fluffy and large fox tails curled up a ball of bewitching and blood-red foxfire. As Tu Shanlian moved her hands, the seven balls of foxfire swirled and reflected thousands of flowing fire shapes. Then, Tu Shanlian pushed her hands forward, and thousands of foxfires covered the place where Jiang Sheng was like a meteor shower.

"Fox's Words: A Thousand Flames Illusion in the Void!"

Tu Shan Lian's supernatural power not only covered Jiang Sheng, but also included Ling Luo and Duo Bao within its scope.

Supernatural powers and spells have no distinction between friend and foe; anyone within their range will be harmed. Yet Tu Shan Lian still did it, clearly indicating that Ling Luo and Duo Bao were not allies in Tu Shan Lian's eyes, but merely temporary accomplices.

As thousands of foxfires fell, the space was ignited and the void was burned. The foxfires bewitched and confused people's true spirits and minds. If one was touched by them, one's soul and true spirit would inevitably be ignited and turned into a towering torch.

Enveloped in the foxfire, Lingluo charged forward relentlessly, completely unconcerned. In her eyes, Jiang Sheng was an irreconcilable enemy, so why would she care about anything else?

"Great Burning! Die!"

Accompanied by Lingluo's roar, smoke and fire rose, sand and dust danced, and the sky and earth were swept by a raging sandstorm with smoke and fire rising everywhere. Amidst the smoke and yellow sand that blotted out the sun, thousands of shadowy figures moved with blades.

Its method of manipulating reality and illusion roams the chaos, walks through the void, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, sometimes scattering in all directions, sometimes gathering above and below, making it difficult to find its trace and distinguish between truth and falsehood.

As these myriad shadowy figures approached Jiang Sheng, they manifested simultaneously, attacking him from all directions and unleashing their various supernatural powers.

The owl-spitting swords thrust and slashed fiercely at Jiang Sheng's seven orifices, throat, internal organs, and acupoints throughout his body, each move aimed directly at Jiang Sheng's life-sustaining gate!

"Rakshasa Path - Netherworld Thousand Fiends!"

In an instant, the sound of clashing swords filled the air. As one sharp blade after another thrust forward, four-colored sword light appeared around Jiang Sheng. As the four colors of blue, purple, red, and black swirled, the divine power of the four elements descended and condensed into sword energy to protect Jiang Sheng on both sides. No matter how many shadowy figures attacked from all directions, Jiang Sheng remained unmoved.

At this moment, Lingluo's eyes were completely black. In her sea of ​​consciousness, a black lotus had unknowingly grown and taken root. Then it continued to spread towards her Purple Mansion, Dantian, and Dao Heart.

In Lingluo's eyes, Jiang Sheng was like Da Fen, looking at her with mockery, as if he were ridiculing her powerlessness.

With eyes bulging, Lingluo wielded the Night Owl Blade Sword, traversing the void between reality and illusion. Her figure was graceful and elusive, like a butterfly in flight. In an instant, she rushed in front of Jiang Sheng, thrusting the two sharp blades in her hands at Jiang Sheng from the left and right, as if to pierce through his head.

A mournful, piercing sound echoed through the air. Lingluo was now using her supernatural powers, and the blade had become oblivious to the limitations of distance and the barriers of reality and illusion. No matter what magical barriers or protective auras she possessed, they could not withstand this attack that pierced through reality and illusion.

At the same time, Duobao closed in from behind Jiang Sheng. With three heads and six arms, Duobao wielded the fiery cloud ribbon that churned up the sea. His six arms held the Flowing Shadow Golden Sword, the Fiery Flowing Light Mirror, the Heavenly Light White Jade Bottle, the Mountain-Shattering Ruler, and the Crimson Flame Spear. He wielded the five magical treasures with great force. As thousands of foxfires confused and captivated people, and as Lingluo recklessly charged forward, Duobao also leaped high into the air, his Crimson Flame Spear aimed straight at Jiang Sheng's back!

"The Secret Codex of the Three Seals and Six Methods - The Three Flames of Mysterious Fire!"

This time, Tu Shan Lian, Ling Luo, and Duo Bao are working together to kill Jiang Sheng!
Following the three, Prince Tuolong, clad in gleaming golden scale armor and a robe draped with dragons and clouds, suddenly leaped up. He wielded his twin hammers, tearing through the air and causing lightning and blue water to surge. In an instant, he was above Jiang Sheng's head. Then, he arched his body, gripped two golden mace hammers, and unleashed his mountain-splitting power. As the wind rose and clouds surged, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, a dragon condensed and took shape in the lightning and blue water, then coiled around his twin hammers.

Immediately afterwards, golden light shone from Prince Tuolong's eyes, and his pair of golden maces, wrapped in dragon shapes and carrying lightning and waves, smashed down on Jiang Sheng with immense force.

"Azure waves shatter like a dragon!"

In an instant, Jiang Sheng possessed supernatural powers in all directions!
Facing them was Lingluo, fearless and valiant; behind them was Duobao's Heart-Piercing Spear; above them was Tuolong Prince's Skull-Shattering Strike; and in the distance, Tushan Lian and Mo Wenxin each wielded their supernatural powers to interfere. With the five of them joining forces, even the true disciples of the Holy Land and the Daoist prodigies would have to submit to them.

However, Jiang Sheng only glanced at Lingluo, then casually took out a silver bracelet from his sleeve and smashed it against Lingluo's head.

Xuan Yuan Vajra Bracelet!
The next instant, the Xuan Yuan Vajra Bracelet slammed into Ling Luo's face, causing her to feel dizzy and her soul to tremble.

If it were the previous Lingluo, she would surely have been like the most deadly assassin, fleeing thousands of miles away after a failed attack, hiding in the illusion and concealing herself in the chaos, constantly probing, exhausting the enemy's soul, and finally unleashing a fierce strike.

At this moment, Lingluo was completely like a leopard that had lost its head, launching attacks that were wide open and without any strategy.

Lingluo has been completely bewitched and has gone mad. (End of Chapter)