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Chapter 301: Call me Senior or Grandmaster? Choose One
"Little girl, are those your two fathers?"

Ancestor Ziyun raised his claws and pointed at the sky.

The cold sword energy continuously gushed out from the two killing swords of Lu Jinglin.

"You only have two fathers!" Lu Chenling glared at Ancestor Ziyun fiercely.

Mu Bingyun glanced down at the many disciples and elders from various sects who were recovering from their injuries.

"It seems that this time has entered its end. Let's join in quickly. Otherwise, if the fortune prepared by killing my Immortal King is small, we won't get any fortune at all."

Lu Chenling nodded, and Jiangchuan immediately landed in front of Zhanwo Mountain.

Seeing them coming, the cultivators from both the immortal and demonic paths began to talk about it.

"It's Jiang Chuan! And the Sword Fairies Mu Bingyun and Lu Chenling from Bamboo Fairy Island."

"I saw the three of them being sucked into the Northern Wilderness True Immortal's tombstone as soon as they entered the Shangcang Mausoleum. I wonder if they received the good fortune left by the Northern Wilderness True Immortal?"

"I wonder if they can defeat their own clones?"

The spirit of the Zhanwoshan weapon is a little girl who looks only six or seven years old, wearing a floral dress and looks like a porcelain doll.

He noticed the arrival of Jiang Chuan and the other two and kept staring at them.

"You three have the best talents I've seen since the opening of the Upper Cang Mausoleum. I hope you can pass my master's test, defeat your own clones, and obtain good fortune."

hum!hum!hum!
The crystal clear Zhanwo Mountain bursts with colorful light, and the sky and the earth seem to be reflected in a rainbow of colors.

Under Jiangchuan's gaze, three colorful rainbows flew out from Zhanwo Mountain and landed in front of the three people.

Clones of Jiang Chuan, Mu Bingyun, and Lu Chenling emerged from the colorful rainbow and walked towards the three of them.

Boom! Boom!
The next moment, the clones of Jiang Chuan and Lu Chenling exploded like two fireworks.

"Why did it explode?!"

"What's going on?! Why did Jiang Chuan and Lu Chenling's clones explode?!"

The sudden scene made the elders and disciples of both the immortal and demonic sects look surprised.

"The fortune left behind by the Wuji Immortal King is really troublesome."

As the Zhanwoshan weapon spirit spoke, the colorful light once again condensed into Lu Chenling, who was wearing brocade clothes.

However, the Lu Chenling that condensed this time did not emit a sweet fragrance.

"This girl has the fortune of the Wuji Immortal King, so I can't copy her. What's your reason? Why can't I copy her?"

Zhanwoshan's spirit looked at Jiangchuan doubtfully: "Even if you have mastered the Demon Embryo Transformation Sutra of Anyu Demon Lord, I should not be unable to copy it. Do you have any extraordinary treasure on you?!"

"My foundation of Taoism is unprecedented in history. It's normal that Zhanwoshan can't be replicated."

Jiang Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking proud: "Since Zhanwoshan can't copy me, then just give me the reward directly."

"I can't copy you, but I can copy your avatar."

The spirit of Zhanwoshan looked at the Six Yang Divine Chain on Jiangchuan's wrist.

"Because your incarnation has not cultivated any magical texts, I can only bless it with all the magical powers and magic weapons I have copied from all the cultivators since the opening of Shangcang Mausoleum. If you admit defeat now, it's not too late."

Many elders and disciples of both the immortal and demonic sects took a deep breath.

"Use all your magical weapons and powers! How can we win?!"

"Doesn't this mean that Jiang Chuan wants to be an enemy of me and everyone else?!"

"interesting."

Jiang Chuan touched his chin and said, "I wonder how many moves my avatar can withstand?"

Zhanwoshan can only copy cultivators below the tenth realm, even if Lu Jinglin, Luo Jiuxi and others are very powerful.

But in the final analysis, he is not in the Tenth Realm, and cannot absorb the power of the Great Dao to fight the enemy. His comprehension of the Great Dao is obviously different from that of the Void Immortal.

In this situation, even if he mastered more scriptures and magical powers, Jiang Chuan did not think that they could pose a threat to him.

Zheng! Zheng!
The clanging sound of swords rang out, and the clones of Mu Bingyun and Lu Chenling had already drawn their swords and slashed at the two of them.

The two immediately took to the air and engaged their own clones.

hum!hum!hum!
The colorful light condensed again, and Jiangchuan, wearing a big sun crown and a golden imperial robe, stepped towards Jiangchuan from the colorful rainbow.

When Jiang Chuan was about to step down the colorful rainbow, his incarnation stopped and smiled coldly.

The Star-Picking Handprint!
A huge purple handprint, covering the sky, carried an aura of supreme nobility as it slapped down towards Jiang Chuan, as if the Ziwei Star God who controlled all the stars in the sky was raising his hand to grab Jiang Chuan.

Jiang Chuan faced the Star-Picking Seal, one of the ten great magical powers of Ziwei Star City, and used his left palm as a knife to chop it down.

The Immortal-Slaying Turtle Sword of Immortal-Slaying!
The extremely terrifying murderous intent gushed out from Jiang Chuan's body.

Zheng!
The blood-red blade light exudes an extremely sharp blade intent, as if it wants to kill all the creatures in the universe.

The sky was illuminated in a blood-red color. The corpses of celestial demons, headless demons, and bloody immortals appeared in the sky, causing many cultivators present to shudder.

Boom!

After splitting the Star-Picking Handprint with a single blow, Jiang Chuan soared into the air, and his incarnation followed immediately.

At the same time, the Nine Heavens Red Jade Spear appeared in the hands of Jiang Chuan's incarnation.

A dim light burst out from the Nine Heavens Red Jade Spear, and the cold breath of death, like an erupting volcano, swept across the heavens and the earth.

"This is the Huangquan Burial Light, one of the nine magical powers of my Huangquan Demon Sect!" exclaimed a disciple of the Huangquan Demon Sect.

The Nine Heavens Red Jade Spear transformed into a dim stream of light and rushed straight towards Jiangchuan.

Groan!
Jiang Chuan grabbed the Nine Heavens Red Jade Spear that flew out of the Qiankun Bag and stabbed it out.

Boom!

The tips of the two spears collided with each other, like a loud thunderclap, and Jiang Chuan's incarnation of the Nine Heavens Red Jade Spear flew backwards.

clang!
At this moment, a loud bell rang.

The broken immortal bell of the Immortal King Ni Ming appeared out of thin air above the head of Jiang Chuan's incarnation. As Jiang Chuan's incarnation urged it to move, the immortal bell of the Immortal King Ni Ming turned into a meteor and smashed towards Jiang Chuan.

"Even the creation of the Wuji Immortal King cannot be replicated, and the Immortal King Niming's immortal bell is just a facade."

Jiang Chuan shouted loudly and injected his energy into the Nine Heavens Red Jade Spear.

Boom!

Jiang Chuan thrust out with his spear, directly knocking the silver-white fairy bell away.

Zheng!
The next moment, a cold sword chant was heard.

In an instant, Jiangchuan felt that everything in the world disappeared from his sight, leaving only endless darkness.

"Kill the Immortal Sword!"

Jiang Chuan immediately knew what magical power his clone used.

The Immortal-Killing Sword obscures the divine will and the six senses, cutting off all life.

The Immortal-Killing Sword wielded by Jiang Chuan's incarnation came from Lu Jinglin. If he used all his strength, even a cultivator in the Ninth Realm would be severely injured.

But in Jiangchuan's perception, this sword was moving as slowly as a snail in the void.

Jiang Chuan clenched his five fingers into a fist.

Brilliant rain of light fell from Jiang Chuan's fingers, fairy light shot up into the sky, and immortal aura spread.

Open Heaven Fist!

Jiang Chuan seemed like a true immortal who had ascended to heaven. Facing the coming immortal-killing sword, he punched out.

Boom!

The fist and sword collided, and Jiang Chuan's incarnation was shocked by Jiang Chuan's punch and retreated repeatedly.

Taoist Cangyan, the head of the Yuhua Immortal Sect, who had been watching the battle from the side, stroked his long beard.

"Although Fellow Daoist Jiangchuan is only at the Sixth Realm, his understanding of the Great Dao is already catching up to that of a Void Immortal. Ultimately, supernatural powers can only unleash their greatest power when blessed by the Great Dao."

"Our ancestor, Immortal Qingyu, once said, 'The difference between a little higher and a little lower is like heaven and earth.'"

“Even if this incarnation is proficient in the six sects’ scriptures and supernatural powers, as long as the Great Dao is not as good as Daoist Jiangchuan, it is destined to be unable to defeat Daoist Jiangchuan.”

Zheng!
Nangong Chang, the first true disciple of the Yuhua Immortal Sect, pierced through his own clone with a sword. He looked at Jiang Chuan in the sky with emotion on his face.

"Is Jiang Chuan really the reincarnation of a powerful being?! His cultivation speed is too abnormal!"

bump!
Meng Luoshu, who had just finished a battle, sighed softly.

"Don't even mention Jiangchuan. Even Bingyun and Chenling are far more powerful than us now. Compared to them, I really feel like a fake genius, a fake first-class disciple."

"I feel like after a few more decades, I'll really have to call Jiang Chuan this guy senior." Nangong Chang sheathed his sword, looking troubled.

How does it feel when someone of the same generation suddenly becomes your senior?
Nangong Chang didn't know, but he felt something was not good.

"Don't worry, Jiang Chuan will definitely not let you call me senior."

Hearing Meng Luoshu's words, Nangong Chang nodded: "I know this. After all, we are comrades who have killed the celestial demon together."

"He will only let you call him Grandmaster Jiang."

Nangong Chang: “.”

Calling him "Senior Jiang" is worse than calling him "Master Jiang"!
This generation is so low!

Jiang Chuan, who was in the sky, looked at the retreating incarnation with some disappointment.

"Is that all you have?"

Jiang Chuan's incarnation didn't say anything, but just looked out.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
The sword chanting sounded like rolling waves, continuously echoing from the void.

Under the gaze of many monks, long swords appeared out of thin air in the blue sky.

In just a few breaths, nearly a thousand long swords appeared in the sky.

These swords vary in shape, size, and even material grade.

Some are low-grade Taoist tools, while others are Taoist tools.

The most powerful swords are several top-grade Taoist weapons.

The vast, majestic and sharp sword intent rose from Jiang Chuan's incarnation.

He stood with a sword in his hand, as if he was going to chop the nine heavens above and cut through the six paths of reincarnation below.

"Jiangchuan, be careful!"

After Mu Bingyun blocked the sword of his clone, he reminded Jiang Chuan.

"Your avatar clone wants to use these swords to perform the sword techniques of my Bamboo Fairy Island. With the blessing of nearly a thousand swords, this sword will surely shake the world!"

The cultivators of both the immortal and demonic paths all looked horrified.

"A single strike powered by nearly a thousand swords!"

"Among these swords, there are many Taoist weapons. With so many swords added to the mix, the power of this one sword is probably no less than a strike from a Void Immortal, right?!"

"Ants swarming like elephants can kill! With nearly a thousand swords and Jiang Chuan's clone incarnation attacking with all their might, I feel like it's even stronger than an average Void Immortal!"

Taoist Cang Yan's eyes shone with divine light: "This sword!"

Nangong Chang frowned, "Senior Qiling, this sword strike, with the power of a thousand swords, is no longer something a cultivator below the Void Immortal Realm can withstand. If you don't want to give Jiangchuan luck, there's no need to use such a heavy hand."

"That's right! If we are not careful, Jiang Chuan may be seriously injured or even killed by this sword!" Meng Luoshu's voice was also full of worry.

"Don't underestimate him, he is much stronger than you think." The spirit of Zhanwoshan replied.

Zheng! ! !
The earth-shaking sound of sword chanting rang out, and Jiang Chuan's incarnation faced Jiang Chuan and slashed out with a sword.

(End of this chapter)