The demon fairy starts from the six-winged centipede

Chapter 188 Give Fenxianggu a Little Shock (asking for monthly tickets)

"Incompetent rage."

Looking at Yun Yilan flying towards him with burning rage, King Xian was not in a hurry and sneered contemptuously.

Behind him, the chaotic corpse cave waved its thousands of hands, grabbed Li Xun Yanhong and fled.

He practiced the extremely Yin way of corpse ghosts, which was naturally countered by Yun Yilan's pure Yang mysterious fire magic.

In a fight of magic, King Xian was naturally no match for Yun Yilan.

But in terms of flying and escaping methods, the corpse hole breaking through space is no different from teleportation.

In the blink of an eye, King Xian appeared in the sky and a cold voice sounded.

"Yun Yilan, your favorite disciple Li Xun killed my Pingshan disciples in the Wanfu Ancient Cave."

"The Immortal Lord of the Holy Land, the True Lord of Hongyuan Wanmiao Daoyi, has issued a decree. As long as Fenxiang Valley submits to you and you tie your hands to plead guilty, you can be exempted from reckoning and keep the Dao lineage alive."

When Yun Yilan heard this, he was so angry that the Three Corpse Gods jumped up and down, veins popped up on his forehead, and he said with murderous intent:

"You evil creature, you are talking nonsense. I will catch you and pull out your tongue."

"Come die!"

Heavenly fire bloomed around him, transforming into pure yang chains that soared into the sky, covering the void, and began to lock up King Xian.

As for what King Xian said, it was all nonsense and he didn't care at all.

He didn't believe a single word about the Pingshan Holy Land or that damn Daoyi Zhenjun.

Now he only wanted to capture the evil cult monster in front of him and rescue his two disciples.

Li Xun is extremely talented and is the future successor, so he must not be abandoned.

As a prodigy of Fenxiang Valley, it is normal for him to be arrogant. As Yun Yilan's disciple, he has the capital to be arrogant.

Fenxiang Valley is one of the three leading groups of the righteous path, and it knows exactly which forces and powerful people exist in this world.

There has never been any Pingshan Holy Land, and no powerful person has dared to take on such a grand title.

"Master Daoyi? Humph, aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away?"

He sneered secretly and stared at King Xian with murderous intent.

He had mastered the mysterious fire technique to perfection. The terrifying sky fire burned the void and distorted it, causing King Xian's pupils to shrink sharply.

"The head of the big sect in this world is really not an easy opponent. I am no match for him."

King Xian did not dare to take on Yun Yilan's attack head-on.

The blazing white heavenly fire that looked like pure yang jade was the pure heavenly fire that could only be refined after practicing the Burning Incense Jade Book to the Jade Yang realm. It was ranked as the fifth level of true fire, masculine and powerful, extremely terrifying.

If it weren't for the fact that he could escape through the corpse cave and had the advantage, if someone else had been punished this time, he would have been dead for sure.

Seeing King Xian dodge the Heavenly Fire Chains once again, Yun Yilan's face turned black and he was furious.

"The rats in the gutter are not worthy of being on the stage."

He made hand gestures and chanted a spell, connecting to the sect's precious land, the Black Fire Altar, and dense chains of Black Fire burst out.

Countless disciples of Fenxiang Valley applauded at this scene, while King Xian fled in embarrassment.

It was just a little too slow, and the old corpse was hit by the fire chain, and one of its arms turned into ashes on the spot.

"Little mouse, I'll see where you're going."

King Xian saw that he could not avoid the next chain of fire, so he used Li Xun and Yan Hong as shields in front of him.

"If you want to catch me, then kill your two favorite disciples first."

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Yun Yilan was filled with rage. He took back the Xuanhuo Chain and almost broke his teeth.

King Xian hid and mocked: "Like a grasshopper in autumn, jump as much as you can before you die."

"Soon, your Fenxiang Valley's Taoist lineage will be destroyed. I wonder if you can still smile."

"Evil creature, even if you die, my Fenxiang Valley will not be destroyed."

Yun Yilan took out a flaming sword and with a flash of light, he was about to cut off King Xian's arm.

At this moment, a huge drum sound suddenly rang out from the sky.

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The sound of the drum was like a loud thunder, low and solemn, full of murderous intent.

King Xian dodged the Black Fire Divine Sword in a panic, and when he saw his own reinforcements coming, he laughed loudly:

"Hahaha Yun Yilan, your death in Fenxiang Valley has come."

Yun Yilan didn't care about anything else and looked up at the sky with a serious face.

But this one glance made him stand there in a daze, his pupils shrank sharply. Above the nine heavens, the void was rippling like water waves.

It manifests a vast fairyland, like a fairy palace in the sky, towering into the clouds.

Towering sacred mountains, fairy palaces, silver waterfalls, and colorful mists.

And in front of the sacred mountain that looked like a bottle falling from the sky, a huge golden-red flying boat was passing through the void between the two worlds and descending towards the Fenxiang Valley.

"What it is?"

Even though he was in charge of a big sect like Fenxiang Valley, Yun Yilan had never seen such an exaggerated scene.

The golden-red giant boat was extremely huge, more than four hundred feet long, and almost one hundred and fifty feet wide and high.

It is covered with golden and red pavilions, formation patterns, and there is a golden hibiscus tree planted on it, shining with golden light.

The giant boat sailed out of the void, blocking out a large area of ​​sunlight and casting a dark shadow.

This huge immortal creation, which has never appeared in the world of Zhu Xian from ancient times to the present, completely silenced everyone in Fenxiang Valley.

What is even more shocking is that the giant boat is filled with densely packed gods, generals and monsters.

The divine generals are several feet tall, some driving thunder and lightning, some stepping on fire dragons, some flying with the wind, and some wearing dazzling golden armor, and so on.

At this moment, the sound of the huge war drums was actually the gods surrounded by thunder and lightning beating the drums.

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The drumbeats became more urgent and murderous. Along with the drumbeats, the monster on the giant boat howled to the sky, looked at the disciples of Fenxiang Valley with its scarlet eyes, and grinned fiercely.

"How can this be!"

With just one glance, Yun Yilan knew that Fenxiang Valley could not win.

There is no other reason, there are just too many of them.

Although Fenxiang Valley is one of the three major righteous sects, it does not have many disciples. All in all, there are only more than 300 people, only half of the number of Qingyun Sect.

He only took a cursory glance at the giant boat and found that the number of monsters alone was no less than that of the disciples of Fenxiang Valley.

This is not to mention those tall and mighty generals, who have unique auras and are obviously good at fighting.

Yun Yilan turned his head sharply and looked at the missing King Xian: "Is what you said before true?"

King Xian didn't even look at Yun Yilan. An old corpse with intact hands and feet walked out of the corpse cave again. In front of him, it restrained its magic power and removed its protective guard.

Then, he formed the Aquarius seal with his hands, knelt down in the air, looked towards the highest point of the mirage, and said respectfully:

"We respectfully welcome the Great Dharma Master of Pingshan, the One True Lord of Hongyuan Wanmiao Daoyi."

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For a moment, Yun Yilan's heart skipped a beat at King Xian's confident look.

He followed King Xian's gaze and looked towards the highest point of the giant boat, the place guarded by countless gods, generals and monsters.

I saw a sacred being about six feet tall, with double pupils in its eyes, a purple-blue halo on its head, and six arms, sitting cross-legged.

What made him even more horrified was the terrifying magic weapon held in the six-armed hands of the being known as Daoyi Zhenjun.

Treasure vase, ancient mirror, sacred mountain, jade chime.

Each of these magic weapons shone with dazzling light, and exuded a mysterious and terrifying aura, which was no worse than the Xuanhuojian that was stolen from his Fenxiang Valley, and was even better.

"This is impossible! There has never been a Holy Land of Pingshan in this world, and I have never heard of your name. Who are you?"

Yun Yilan's voice was trembling as he spoke, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he was screaming wildly in his heart.

"How could those four magic weapons be so powerful? They must be fake."

"The Immortal Execution Sword of Qingyun Sect and the Mysterious Fire Mirror of Fenxiang Valley are the most powerful magic weapons in this world. It is impossible for four of them to appear out of thin air."
"It must be an illusion of the demon cult. Could it be that the Ghost King Sect Master Wanrenwang is causing trouble again?"

What he saw before his eyes was beyond Yun Yilan's imagination.

Even though his cultivation was at the top of this world, he still refused to believe this fantastic scene.

"Deceiving yourself."

Wu Gong sat in a high position, and when he saw Yun Yilan's expression, he knew what he was thinking.

“A frog in a well has no idea of ​​the vastness of the universe.”

Glancing at Yun Yilan and seeing that he didn't have the Xuanhuojian in his hand, Wu Gong shook his head and directly threw out the Yuanhe Wuji Mountain.

"Oh, even the sect's most precious treasure was stolen by the fox clan. Yun Yilan, what can you use to protect your sect?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuantian's treasure flew into the air, spun around, and turned into five mountains of different colors that pressed down.

In an instant, five sacred mountains were suspended above the Fenxiang Valley, and five kinds of divine lights burst out: Yuanci divine light, Yin-Yang five elements divine light, Taiyi Qingjian divine light, Yinhao Bingpo divine light, and Polaris divine light.

The divine light tangled and transformed into the Xuantian Divine Chain, which shook with a crackling sound and locked towards Yun Yilan.

(End of this chapter)