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Chapter 115: Terrifying the Cultivators! The First True Disciple Dies!
"Heavenly Map! No cultivator in the Qingyuan Realm has drawn a Heavenly Map in over a thousand years!"

"Which sect is this genius from? He actually drew a celestial map!"

"What terrifying power! I feel like this Heavenly Map is no less powerful than a lower-grade Taoist weapon!"

The cultivators who were waiting for the Taoist Zhenkong's cave to emerge felt the power emanating from the Jiangchuan Tiantu and their hearts were pounding.

"My fellow Daoist, we have not obtained any inheritance or treasures from Taoist Zhenkong's cave."

An elder from the Maha Temple shouted.

"kill!"

Seeing that Tiantu did not stop attacking, Ji Yanran let out a light cry, and the black spear in her hand, like a giant python coming out of a cave, rushed towards Tiantu.

The other elders of Maha Palace also took action together to resist the Heavenly Map falling from the sky.

Boom! ! !

It was like a meteorite exploding, and the aftermath was like a passing gale, sweeping across the earth and sky, and the entire sky was shaking.

"Go back!"

"A true low-grade Dao weapon exploding would be no more than this!"

The monks who were affected were horrified and fled away from the island in a hurry.

Golden light bloomed from Ji Yanran's golden armor, resisting the surging aftermath.

As she watched, a man in black came out of nowhere.

The man had black hair draped over his shoulders and a handsome face.

The terrifying demonic power emanated from him, as if a demon king had crossed over from another world, making people shudder.

"It's you!"

When she saw the man's face clearly, Ji Yanran was shocked. She didn't expect that Jing Yang was still alive.

"Die!"

Jiang Chuan clenched his five fingers and unleashed the divine fist that he renamed the Sky-Opening Fist, which annihilated chaos, opened up the heavens, and created all worlds.

Strands of light rain fell from between his fingers, and an immortal aura permeated the air.

"If you're not dead, I'll kill you again!"

Ji Yanran's pretty face was filled with murderous intent, and a red divine body emerged, like a blood moon, to meet Jiang Chuan's punch.

boom!
The red Shinto Dharma body was blown away like a kite with a broken string.

Smelting technique!
Jiang Chuan opened his mouth and spat out four hundred and ninety fire immortal talismans, which were imprinted on the void.

As the divine fire gushed out, the area within a radius of several miles turned into a raging sea of ​​fire.

"What a terrifying magical power!"

Feeling the horror of the divine fire, Ji Yanran was secretly frightened.

She didn't expect that Jiang Chuan was only trapped in Kuntian Immortal Mansion for five months, and not only did he draw the map of the sky, but he also cultivated such terrifying magical powers!
"This time I want to see you die with my own eyes!"

While using the smelting technique to prevent the elders of Maha Palace from rescuing Ji Yanran, Jiang Chuan clenched his fist again and rushed towards Ji Yanran.

"Maha Seal of the Gods!"

Ji Yanran knew that she was now on the verge of life and death, so without any hesitation, she used her strongest magical power.

In an instant, an extremely divine and powerful aura diffused out.

A blurry figure appeared behind Ji Yanran.

The phantom was wearing the robe of Emperor Yama, embroidered with scenes of countless ghosts and evil spirits paying homage to him, and had a divine crown on his head.

It is none other than Lord Maha, the supreme deity enshrined in the Maha Temple.

As Ji Yanran made a seal, Maha God seemed to merge with her and they attacked Jiang Chuan together.

The next moment, a brilliant silver light burst out from Jiang Chuan's body.

A strange scene appeared. The moment the shadow of Maha God came into contact with the silver light, it disappeared out of thin air.

Ji Yanran was horrified: "What kind of magical power is this?!"

"A magical power that will kill you!"

While the Mahazhen Divine Seal was being dissolved by the Wanhua Divine Light, Jiang Chuan's fist directly hit Ji Yanran's delicate head.

boom!
Ji Yanran's delicate head exploded directly, and white bones mixed with bright red blood splattered everywhere.

"what!!!"

A painful wail was heard.

Ji Yanran's headless body fell down, and her Yin spirit soared into the air.

"what?"

Jiang Chuan was slightly stunned.

Because Ji Yanran’s Yin Spirit is too weird!

For most cultivators, their Yin Spirit appears silver before they reach the ninth level of Pure Yang.

However, Ji Yanran's Yin Spirit is as red as her Shinto Dharma Body, giving people a sense of weirdness and evil.

He had felt a similar feeling from another person.

Feng Haya, the creator of "The Eternal and Immovable True Self Sutra"!
"Are you really Ji Yanran?"

"I want you to die!"

Ji Yanran's red Yin Spirit, with eyes spewing fire, cast the Maha Suppressing Spell.

The mysterious sound of chanting rang out again, like the chanting of ancient Buddhas, or the roar of a celestial demon.

The colorful runes, like divine light filling the sky, surged towards the rivers and streams.

"Yanran!"

"If you dare to kill Yanran, my Maha Palace will not let you go!"

The elders of the Maha Palace who were blocked by the smelting technique, seeing Ji Yanran trapped, attacked the smelting technique with all their strength.

At the same time, Ji Yanran also controlled the Shinto body that was blown away by Jiang Chuan and attacked Jiang Chuan again.

Jiang Chuan's mind moved, and the celestial map appeared above his head again.

In the celestial map, the sun, moon, and stars all shine with divine light, resonating with the universe.

In an instant, the vital energy of heaven and earth within a thousand miles radius rolled back.

The devil descends to confuse the immortal!
Jiang Chuan used this unparalleled magical power that he learned from An Yunyi in the simulation.

The whistling energy of heaven and earth condensed into twenty-five immortals, some of whom were carrying long swords, some were barefoot, and some were riding green phoenixes.

It was as if a group of immortals descended from heaven, and the mighty immortal power spread.

The monks watching changed color. "This is the lost art of the Heavenly Demon Seducing Immortal!"

"The Devil Bewitching Immortals Are Coming?! This is the legendary Devil Bewitching Immortals Coming!"

"Not only did he draw the Heavenly Map, but he also mastered the peerless magical power of the Heavenly Demon Bewitching Immortals. The demonic path has produced another peerless genius!"

"Die!"

Jiang Chuan's eyes flashed with cold lightning, and twenty-five phantoms of immortals transformed from the essence of heaven and earth rushed towards Ji Yanran's Yin God and her divine body.

Boom! ! !

It was like an underground demon roaring to the sky, or like a dragon roaring to the sky, the sound shaking the nine heavens.

The divine light surged, the red fire burned the sky, and the azure sky cracked into cracks that stretched for hundreds of miles.

Ji Yanran, who was the first to be hit, suffered unimaginable terrorist attacks.

The Shinto Dharmakaya was directly wiped out, and the colorful runes transformed by the God's Creation Curse could not withstand two breaths and were completely annihilated.

The red Yin God had no time to dodge when faced with the immortal's phantom that was coming to kill him, and was directly smashed to pieces by the immortal's phantom.

"I'm relieved. The only pity is that I couldn't kill you."

Accompanied by a voice full of hatred, Ji Yanran died completely.

"relief."

Jiang Chuan's eyes flickered, and Feng Zao involuntarily came to his mind.

"Is the Maha Palace connected to the Netherworld Sect?"

"Yanran!!!"

Looking at the dead Ji Yanran, the elder of Maha Palace was shocked and angry and roared.

"Go and accompany Ji Yanran."

The Biluo Sword fell into Jiangchuan's palm, and Jiangchuan slashed out with the sword.

The sharp and cold sword light illuminated the sky and the earth, emitting an incomparable chill.

destroy!

destroy!

This sword was born for destruction. All visible and invisible things that stand in the way of this sword will be destroyed!
Jiang Chuan comprehended the great way of destruction in the fire of destruction, and gained a deeper understanding of the One Yuan Sword Technique.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Facing Jiang Chuan's destructive sword, the five fifth-level elders of the Maha Palace were directly killed.

The body split in two and fell into the ocean below.

"Elder Sun!"

"Elder Du! I will tear you into pieces!"

The remaining four elders, seeing their companions dead, either used their magical powers or controlled their magic weapons to kill Jiang Chuan.

"It seems that the current Maha Palace is weaker than I thought."

Looking at the elders of the Maha Temple who did not use their Shinto Dharmakaya, Jiang Chuan knew that most of these elders' Shinto Dharmakayas had died in the war among the five sects.

Jiang Chuan's voice was calm, but when it reached the ears of the remaining four elders of Maha Palace, it suddenly changed.

His voice was like the sound of a zither or a flute, very pleasant to the ears and inspiring imagination.

The mysterious and devilish sound!

The four elders of Maha Palace found that the scene before them suddenly changed.

Jiang Chuan's figure disappeared, replaced by a peach blossom forest with fallen petals.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom and the stream is flowing, creating a beautiful scene on earth.

not good!

The four elders of Maha Palace realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

Open Heaven Fist!

Without waiting for the four elders of Maha Palace to break free from the illusion, Jiang Chuan punched out.

The four elders of Maha Palace turned into a blood rain.

The sea breeze blew, making Jiangchuan's black clothes rustle.

With a wave of his hand, he used his magic power to absorb all the magic storage bags of the elders of Maha Palace and Ji Yanran.

When many monks around saw this scene, greed appeared in their eyes.

The magic weapons and storage bags of the nine elders of the Maha Palace and Ji Yanran must be treasures of great value, but no one dared to take action.

Jiang Chuan's ferocious power shocked all the cultivators present, including several cultivators in the sixth realm. No one dared to face Jiang Chuan!
"Kill Ji Yanran, then go to the underground abyss to deal with Wan Shanhe, and then kill that bitch Li Yuejiao!"

Jiang Chuan's thoughts were swirling as he flew towards the entrance of the Falling Sun Sea on his sword.

After Jiang Chuan left, the monks began to discuss.

"The first true disciple of this generation of Maha Palace is dead! I'm afraid Maha Palace will not let this go."

"This boy is so powerful, his master must be a local overlord. But no matter what, the Qingyuan Realm is about to stir up trouble again."

"That's right! Even though the Maha Palace was severely damaged by the previous battle, they will definitely kill this boy and avenge Ji Yanran and the elders of the Maha Palace!"

Western Regions, Yunchi Mountain.

The Yunchi Mountain, which is about ten thousand feet high, looks like a sharp blade piercing the sky and cutting across the sky.

A towering temple stands on the top of the mountain above Yunchi, like a divine pearl emitting auspicious light, blooming with divine brilliance.

The plaque hanging above it has the three large characters "Maha Hall" written in iron and silver.

An elder of the Maha Palace came to the front of the Maha Palace on his sword.

"Palace Master! Ji Yanran, Elder Sun, Elder Wang, and nine other elders, their natal jade tokens all shattered!"

"what?!"

Qi Daoming's angry voice came from the Maha Palace.

"How dare you! You dare to kill the genius and elders of my Maha Palace! Find the murderer and I will grind him to ashes!"

"As ordered."

After waiting for the elders of Maha Palace to fly away, another deep voice sounded from Maha Palace.

"Daoming, Ji Yanran is dead, and I have lost another vessel for God. Counting the elders who died in the Five Sects War, this time I'm down nearly ten vessels."

"Master, don't worry. Ten or eight containers won't affect my god's plan."

"That's good. When I descend, the Qingyuan Realm will be in the hands of my Maha Palace. By then, no matter if it's Buddhism, Demonism, or Immortality, my Maha Palace can destroy them with a flick of my hand!"

(End of this chapter)