Tang Jun rushed in front of Wan Zhenglun, Shan Xiang's expression changed slightly, his finger pointing lightly, black and white vortexes appeared one after another, blocking between Tang Jun and Wan Zhenglun.
"Let's talk, don't be in a hurry to make a move." Shan Xiang said in a deep voice.
Tang Jun glanced at him and smiled coldly. "You didn't stop him before. Now, you should stay here quietly. If you don't interfere, I'll tell you later. If you interfere, I'll beat you up too." Tang Jun looked at him and smiled coldly.
Shan Xiang took a deep breath: "Brother Wan just wanted to help you guys, who knew that his good intentions would cause trouble, everything was just an accident!"
"Heh." Tang Jun laughed lightly: "Do you believe your own words?"
Shan Xiang's gaze became deep and serene: "The responsibility of the enmity between our two sects isn't something the two of us can bear. Your sect's founder, the head of the Xuan Gate, and your master and martial uncles might not be happy to see that scene."
Tang Jun said coldly: "Then you'll have to ask the scum behind you."
Shan Xiang's brows furrowed tightly, his heart also becoming angry: "I gave you a way out but you don't want to step down, you still want to be so overbearing, do you think this monastery is Purple Sky Path, Celeritas Sword Sect?"
Thinking up to here, the fierceness in his gaze gradually increased, looking coldly at Tang Jun: "Good intentions don't get rewarded, since that's the case, then you guys deal with the spiritual energy storm yourselves." While speaking, the Yin Yang path mana of the void exploded out, crashing towards Tang Jun, wanting to knock Tang Jun back into the center of the storm where the light ball was.
At the same time, his mana extended out, grabbing Wan Zhenglun who was already wrapped up in the spiritual energy storm, trying to bring him out.
Yang Zhao glanced at Zhao Mingxiu and also went up to help. Zhao Mingxiu pursed her lips and finally let out a long sigh, also going up, but not against Tang Jun, but together with Shan Xiang they tried to drag Wan Zhenglun out of the spiritual energy storm.
Tang Jun faced Shan Xiang and laughed coldly: "Middle Yuanying, Taixu Temple's middle Yuanying, ha, so what?"
"The mana of Xuanmen Tianzong cultivators can't be measured by the standard of the Divine Land, even if you're Taixu Temple's opponent!"
With a long roar, the pure Yang robe on Tang Jun lit up with milky white flames, protecting him, blocking the streams of light that Yang Zhao used to cast the Supreme Nine Apertures Real God's Treasure Technique.
At the same time, the Ksitigarbha Pure Yang Mirror flew up, fighting against Yang Zhao's short sword-like Yuanying artifact.
And Tang Jun's own violent Fire Kylin's Evil Fist collided head-on with Shan Xiang's Yin Yang Chaotic Hole, blowing up the black and white airflow vortexes one after another.
Wan Zhenglun reappeared in Tang Jun's line of sight, grinning, a golden crown condensed from light appeared on his head, the light was as dazzling as the sun, like a small sun floating on top of Tang Jun's head.
Rays of True Sun Fire divine light that looked like needles fell on Wan Zhenglun's head.
Shan Xiang, Yang Zhao, and Wan Zhenglun gasped at the same time, their pupils constricting suddenly, "A Golden Elixir Period cultivator has three Yuanying artifacts?! Is this his own opportunity, or is it a reward from the sect? This is too extravagant! "
Shan Xiang suddenly put his palms together, a large amount of Yin and Yang spiritual energy gathered, turning into a waterfall, blocking the True Sun Fire, and then fell on Tang Jun like a raging dragon.
With the help of Shan Xiang and Yang Zhao, Wan Zhenglun was finally able to catch his breath. Although he was swept up by the turbulent spiritual energy storm and couldn't circulate his magic power smoothly, he still controlled the black ink inkstone and smashed it toward Tang Jun's head!
Tang Jun was not afraid, the pale white flame around his body combined with the turbulent spiritual energy storm, and behind him was the magic power of Yang Tie and the others, so he was temporarily not afraid of the disturbance of the turbulent spiritual energy storm, and could use his magic power freely.
Facing the joint attack of Shan Xiang, Yang Zhao, and Wan Zhenglun, the flame in Tang Jun's eyes became more and more vigorous, the true fire around his body scattered in the air, all turning into the pale white flame that flashed with green light, turning the surrounding heaven and earth into a gray and stagnant color.
Wherever the flame reached, time seemed to stop, but in the next moment, it suddenly flowed again, passing by quickly.
Shan Xiang and the others felt an old and desolate air shrouding them, causing their flesh, soul, and magic power to age rapidly, as if they were walking into the twilight years.
Shan Xiang and the others each cast a spell to recall time, trying to remove the strange influence of Tang Jun's pale white flame.
But under Tang Jun's control, within the area covered by the pale white sea of flames, the flow of time was suddenly fast and suddenly slow, changing unpredictably and difficult to grasp, causing Dan Xiang and the others to be completely overwhelmed. The intense changes that intersected between fast and slow caused the minds of everyone from the Void Temple to be dazed, and they were depressed and uncomfortable to the point of wanting to spit blood.
Tang Jun cultivated the Tao Te Ching, and combined it with his own power of pale white flame, the divine power of pale yellow overturned!
Under the effect of the spell, the attack of Shan Xiang and the others was instantly defeated, falling apart.
Tang Jun himself was not in a good state, under the effect of the spell, the flow of time in his body was also changing fast and slow, but after a long period of hard training, and the pale white flame was his own power, his adaptability was much better than the people of the Taixu Temple.
His feet stepped in a chain, Tang Jun was like a qilin surrounded by raging flames, trampling the void, killing his way to the front of Wan Zhenglun.
A trace of anger flashed in Shan Xiang's eyes, he shouted angrily, "Quick!"
Following his shout, a scroll of painting flew out from his body, the scroll unrolled, and a black and white splash-ink painting of mountains and rivers appeared in front of Tang Jun, emitting a huge suction force, trying to suck Tang Jun in.
Tang Jun laughed, his arms staggered up and down, like a fire qilin opening its huge mouth, and then his upper and lower teeth bit together, sandwiching the scroll in the middle.
The violent Yuanying Landscape Painting poured down, exerting its power on Shan Xiang's Yuanying immortal treasure, the Yin Yang Landscape Painting.
The black and white light on the painting flickered together, resisting the burning of the Yuanying Evil Flame, and transparent streams of water also gushed out of the painting, transparent and clear like never before, as if it was the purest existence in the world.
A faint fragrance wafted out of the water, revealing a mysterious aura of the mother of all creation.
This was one of the Six Great True Waters of Heaven and Earth, the True Water of Heaven. The True Water of Heaven, under the fusion of the two energies of yin and yang, resisted the violent Yuanying Evil Flame together.
Seeing this, Tang Jun nodded slightly.
Compared to the rumor that "Shushan cultivators are one level higher", in Tang Jun's opinion, it was more appropriate to use it on the direct disciples of Taixu Temple. Although it could not be generalized, at least in the case of most people, "Taixu cultivators are one level higher" was not an exaggeration.
Not only in the outside world, but also within the Celestial Sect of Wonders. Tang Jun was also regarded as one of the best among the second generation Successor Disciples of the Celestial Sect of Wonders. He was one of the three strongest cultivators in the same realm. The reason was that he had once successfully recreated the legendary deeds of his master and aunts.
At present, the news has not yet spread to the outside world, but all the disciples of the Celestial Sect of Xuan Men already know that not long ago, when Tang Jun went out to gain experience, he once used the late Jiedan stage cultivation base, without the help of external forces, relying on his own magical power, crossed a whole realm and single-handedly killed a late Yuanying stage ancestor who had achieved the Heaven and Earth Law Phase.
And now, the feeling that Shan Xiang gave Tang Jun now was that he was stronger than the late stage Yuanying Patriarch, and the Yin Yang Landscape Illustration refined by Taixu Temple was also stronger than ordinary Yuanying artifacts.
"But … So what?" Tang Jun exerted force in his palms, and the violent power was like the teeth of a fierce demon, and together with the Yuanying Evil Flame, it was exerted on the Yin Yang Landscape Illustration.
"No!" Shan Xiang cried out and flew over. Countless Yin Yang Chaotic Holes overlapped and covered Tang Jun.
But Tang Jun's palms seemed to be lightly rubbing and pressing, and the Yin Yang Landscape Illustration Tianyi True Water exploded. The black and white light were annihilated together, and the terrible power that could tear the sky apart instantly broke out, directly tearing this excellent quality Yuanying artifact into two pieces!
In the midst of Shan Xiang's roar, the black and white Yin Yang Chaotic Holes began to shake violently, simulating the power of Nirvana of Heaven and Earth. The entire Yin Yang Chaotic Hole and Tang Jun were blown apart!
Tang Jun smiled coldly, "I gave you face, but you don't want it. Then today, I will peel off all the skin on your face."
He put his palms together and gently patted down, and the void around him surged with countless turbulence. The next moment, four huge beams of light shot up to the sky and surrounded Tang Jun, directly piercing through Shan Xiang's Yin Yang Chaotic Hole.
Under Shan Xiang's incredulous gaze, the Yin Yang Chaotic Hole that was pierced seemed to have lost its vitality and began to collapse on its own. It was not actively simulating the Nirvana of Heaven and Earth, but passively dissipating, unable to set off any waves.
The four beams of light gathered and squeezed Shan Xiang in the middle. He could only bitterly resist, but could not break out of the encirclement.
Tang Jun said calmly, "Have you mastered the Yin Yang Crushing Heaven and Earth Grind, or the Yin Yang Infinite Void? If not, I have no interest in continuing to waste time on you. "
These words made Shan Xiang so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. Yin Yang Crushing Heaven and Earth Grind, there were only four cultivators below the Primordial Divinity Realm who had mastered this kind of magical power, even among the geniuses of the Taixu Temple. This number even included Bai Xiqian, who had been beaten to a pulp.
However, Shan Xiang soon discovered that Tang Jun did not mean to humiliate him. He was just calmly stating an objective fact.
Under the pressure of the beams of light, Shan Xiang only felt that his spirit and body were in unbearable pain, and his magic was almost completely crushed.
What made him even more depressed was that Tang Jun shook his head, and his attention was no longer on him, but on Wan Zhenglun again.
In a flash, Tang Jun had already arrived in front of Wan Zhenglun, "Damn it, you can't live."
Zhao Mingxiu looked at Tang Jun and Wan Zhenglun, sighed, and made a sword sign with both hands, "Quick!"
Two sword lights, one red and one green, rose to the sky and met Tang Jun. Zhao Mingxiu looked determined, "I don't agree with what Senior Brother Wan did, but we are from the same sect, and I can't watch him be killed by an outsider. Fellow Cultivator Tang, please forgive me for offending you!"
As she spoke, suddenly, many sharp sword lights rushed out from the light ball in the center of the storm, intercepting Zhao Mingxiu's two sword lights. From the light ball came Han Yang's laughter, "Tang Jun, I'm sorry, I took one from you."
"As you wish." As Tang Jun spoke, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's nine breaths."
Nine breaths had passed, and the storm, which had been restrained by his Pale Flame Power and the light ball's defense, had become even more violent and had completely gone out of control. Everyone present, including Zhao Mingxiu, Shan Xiang, Yang Zhao, and the others, were all sucked into the storm.
Wan Zhenglun kept struggling, trying to escape from the turbulent storm, but he suddenly saw a fist that looked like a burning volcano filling his vision!
"Die!"
With a roar, Wan Zhenglun's head was directly smashed by Tang Jun's fist!
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