"This is too shameless!"
After Chunyang Daozi left the tenth formation, he was waiting for the Nan Zhan disciples to leave as well. However, when he turned around, he saw them rushing towards Senior Brother Song Guichan. He was furious. He didn't expect that this group of Nan Zhan cultivators, or rather, the leader of the Nan Zhan cultivators, Fang Xing, would use such a shameless method to play tricks. Did they really not care about shame at all?
Some of the hot-tempered Chunyang Daozi shouted angrily and immediately rushed back into the formation.
However, the Pure Yang Path true disciple in a black robe waved his hand to stop the group of true disciples and said in a deep voice, "Don't be impulsive. We have already left the tenth formation. According to the rules, we can't go back!"
A Pure Yang Path disciple was indignant and shouted angrily, "Then are we just going to watch them attack Senior Brother Song?"
Senior Brother Mo said lightly, "With their abilities, they are not qualified to attack Senior Brother Song. They are just going to die in vain …"
Although he said it calmly, there was a hint of worry in his eyes, as if he was a little nervous.
"This group of Nan Zhan wild cultivators didn't take the bait?"
He muttered in his heart. He frowned and glanced at the tenth formation.
"I don't want to kill too many people. Why are you so stubborn?"
Inside the tenth formation, Song Guichan didn't panic at all when he faced the attacks of the Nan Zhan disciples. He just sighed softly and a hint of mercy appeared on his face. He slowly raised his palms. His movements were simple and slow, with an indescribable zen intent. He didn't move very fast, but his strength was vigorous like stirring water. He slowly pressed his palms against a spot in front of his chest, like a Buddhist seal or a Dao spell.
"Swoosh …"
Han Ying, who was riding on the Heaven Striding Horse, charged over violently. He held the long spear with both hands, and with a forceful twist, the long spear suddenly began to spin rapidly. The tip of the spear drew a terrifying circle, and even the void was shattered. It looked like a terrifying black lightning appeared in front of his long spear. It was only a spear strike, but under such a huge force, its power increased by more than a hundred times?
"If I have the chance, I'll definitely defeat him. Otherwise, I won't be able to keep my position as the leader of the four heroes of the Western Desert!"
Wang Qiong, whose speed was slightly slower than him, instantly frowned slightly when she saw this spear.
Two of the four heroes of the Western Desert had already died. As a proud daughter of the Heavens, she had never cared about Han Ying. However, after seeing this spear, she felt a bit of fear. Back in Nan Zhan, Han Ying had been born into a declining Aristocratic Clan, which lacked resources. She had never been a threat to her. However, after coming to the Divine Prefecture and joining the Heavenbestowal Dao, in a short four years, she had advanced by leaps and bounds.
Boom!
Han Ying's spear swept towards Song Guichan, who was sitting cross-legged on the Void Lotus Throne. Before the tip of the spear arrived, the lightning had already arrived.
However, in the face of such a powerful spear attack, Song Guichan did not seem to have any intention of getting up. He simply shouted, "Golden Body!"
At the same time, a hand reached out and reached into the black lightning.
This kind of black lightning was actually a crack formed after the void shattered. It had an extremely terrifying destructive power, and even the hardest darksteel would be shattered into pieces. However, Song Guichan's fair and delicate hand reached into the crack. However, when his hand reached into the black lightning, a faint golden light appeared. It was as if his body of flesh and blood had instantly turned into an indestructible metal and stone. The black lightning splashed on his palm and arm, but it didn't hurt him at all. Instead, he grabbed the tip of the spear.
The spear that contained an indescribably violent power suddenly stopped the moment the tip of the spear was grabbed by him. It did not move at all.
"Let go!"
This scene caused Han Ying to be somewhat shocked. Soon after, a trace of anger appeared on his thin face. His body followed his spear and stepped forward.
Song Guichan sat cross-legged on the Void Lotus Throne and did not move at all. He gently clapped his hand and the spear in Han Ying's hand suddenly turned into a poisonous dragon that tried to devour its owner. Han Ying was shocked and did not have time to step forward. He used all his strength to control the spear and was sent flying back involuntarily. He only stopped after retreating for almost a hundred feet. Then, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Lie down!"
Just as Song Guichan reached out to grab the tip of Han Ying's spear, Wang Qiong had already arrived.
She took the opportunity to pounce on the other side of Song Guichan. Her two wheels collided with each other and produced a terrifying power. It was as if she wanted to crush Song Guichan's left arm with a single strike. Song Guichan raised his left hand and formed a Buddhist Lion Seal. He lightly tapped it in the air and a translucent lion seal appeared in the air. Wang Qiong's attack was timed precisely, but it only reached the bottom of the lion seal. A shout that was mixed with anger and unwillingness rang out. He could only use his two wheels to block it.
However, under the suppression of the Lion Seal, Wang Qiong's Wind and Fire Wheels emitted an unpleasant sound of metal grinding against each other. This proud and arrogant girl was also forcibly suppressed by the seal, and her two arms continuously trembled.
"Senior Brother Song, I would like to learn from you!"
An extremely calm voice sounded behind Song Guichan. It was Li Hongyi. Her movement technique was like a ghost, and she had appeared behind Song Guichan without him noticing. She held the skeleton scepter in her hand and pointed it at the back of Song Guichan's head. A ferocious ghost face appeared on the tip of the scepter, and endless miserable screams could be heard. A cloud of black ink aura condensed into a sharp point, as if it was going to enter Song Guichan's body.
"Demonic Unorthodox Dao!"
At this moment, Song Guichan's eyes flashed. He clearly did not turn around, but a palm suddenly slapped behind him. It was as fast as lightning, but it was mixed with indescribable power. Li Hongyi was shocked and could only raise the skeleton scepter in front of her to block. Song Guichan's palm slapped down directly. With a crack, the scepter broke, and the palm slapped directly on her chest.
"Puff …"
Li Hongyi spat out blood and her body fell like a paper kite. It was unknown whether she was dead or alive.
"You dare to hit my sister?"
A strange and angry voice was heard. Li Ying had finally arrived.
Seeing this, he was so angry that his ugly face twisted. Then, his expression changed, and ghostly qi surged out from his body, turning into a ferocious ghost. He stretched out two sharp claws and bit at Song Guichan, but before he could bite Song Guichan's shoulder, a golden hand suddenly reached out and firmly grabbed his neck, lifting him in the air.
"Wah, wah …"
Li Ying let out a shrill ghost cry. He bared his fangs and brandished his claws.
The ghost qi was extremely terrifying. It had the ability to contaminate the Golden Core Body. Although he didn't bite Song Guichan, the ghost qi spread up Song Guichan's arm. In an instant, Song Guichan's golden body seemed to be withering.
"Demonic Unorthodox Dao!"
Looking at his arm, Song Guichan frowned and scolded coldly again.
At the same time, his body suddenly emitted a golden light. This light was like the light of a pill, but it had a strange change. It was not sharp and violent like the light of a pill, but gentle and sacred. When this light appeared, Li Ying's ghostly energy was blocked by the golden light. It no longer flowed into Song Guichan's body, but after a moment of delay, it quickly flowed back into Li Ying's body.
"You're living in such pain. Why don't you let me help you!"
Song Guichan said indifferently. Then, he tightened his arm and was about to tear Li Ying's neck.
"Let go!"
"Let go of him …"
At this moment, two shouts rang out. You Mi Kuang and Hong Yan Fairy had rushed over. When they saw that Li Ying was in danger of losing his life, although they usually did not have a deep relationship with this Little Ghost King, how could they not save him now that they had charged into the formation together? In a hurry, You Mi Kuang turned into a ten feet tall wolf demon. Hong Yan Fairy made a strange hand seal and the green vines in the void expanded and wrapped around Song Guichan on the lotus platform.
"Fa Lei!"
Song Guichan still had that calm look on his face as he spoke in a low voice.
His words were like the law. As soon as he shouted these two words, thunder appeared in the air and spread in all directions.
Rumble!
You Mi Kuang let out a mournful howl as his huge body was sent flying dozens of feet away. He twitched on the ground and turned back into his human form.
Hong Yan Fairy's green vines also shattered bit by bit and turned into dust that fell from the sky.
However, a very surprising scene appeared. The Fairy of Red Beauty was not sent flying by the Dharma Thunder. When the terrifying Dharma Thunder struck her, a talisman on her body automatically broke and helped her to resist the attack. She took advantage of this moment to slowly raise her head and look at Song Guichan with an indescribable laziness in her eyes.
"Devastatingly Beautiful Beauty …"
The unique secret technique that the three Bewitching Fairies of the Northern Divine Mountain practiced, Mind Seizing, was used at this moment.
At this moment, Song Guichan also looked at Hong Yan Fairy. He seemed to be a little surprised that this woman was not sent flying by the Fa Lei. Then, his eyes met with Hong Yan Fairy's, and an indescribable flame was ignited in his heart and erupted like a volcano. This flame was so uncontrollable that it even affected the circulation of the spiritual power in his body, causing the power of his technique to be weakened.
This scene was like a devastatingly beautiful demon pouting coquettishly at the Buddha, luring the Buddha to fall to the ground.
However, this scene only lasted for a moment.
After a moment of surprise, Song Guichan relaxed his brows and smiled. He was like Buddha picking up a flower, full of boundless compassion.
The seductive woman was immediately dumbfounded. Her illusionary technique had failed, and her opponent had taken advantage of her weakness, causing her to lose focus. At this moment, a look of enlightenment appeared on her face, and tears welled up in her eyes as she kowtowed to Song Guichan.
An illusion technique had defeated an illusion technique, and Buddha had subdued the Bewitching Fairy.
In just a few seconds, among the younger generation of Nan Zhan, Han Ying was forced to retreat, Wang Qiong was suppressed, Li Hongyi was seriously injured, Youmi Kuang's fate was unknown, Li Ying's life was hanging by a thread, Hong Yan Fairy had been subdued, and the few outstanding people had all been defeated. The rest of the people did not dare to step forward.
"This … this is the number one person in the Northern Region after Yuanying. How terrifying is he …"
Even those who had not made a move were now as if they had been defeated. They no longer had any thoughts of resisting.
So many people had attacked together, but they were not able to force this person to stand up from the Lotus Platform. How strong was this Pure Yang Path's Divine Son?
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