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Chapter 472

Words:3207Update:22/06/26 14:42:44

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The mighty purple Qi instantly dyed half of the sky purple.

In the vast purple Qi, two Tai Chi diagrams appeared.

One of them was a burly young Taoist who was more than two meters tall. He was Ye Canmian, the heir of the Green Bull Temple and the number one of the younger generation in the Mortal World.

The other middle-aged Taoist was an old man of the Green Bull Temple and one of the top Taoist experts of the same generation as the former temple master, Immortal Green Bull.

One was a top Taoist expert in the eighteenth realm, while the other was in the seventeenth realm, but his strength was comparable to the eighteenth realm.

The two of them joined the battlefield and instantly blocked Zheng Chi and Tian Fengyi who were about to break out.

They didn't need to fight Zheng Chi and Tian Fengyi head-on. They just needed to delay them for a while, and the Demon Monk, Peng Feng, Lian Buyi, and the others would immediately catch up.

A total of eight peak Martial Saint experts from the three Sacred Lands joined forces. Not only did they surround Zheng Chi once again, they even trapped Tian Fengyi from the Boorish Lands.

Zheng Chi and Tian Fengyi were really surprised this time.

Not only the Misery Sea, but also the Green Bull Temple also sent top experts to help Chen Luoyang.

This was not waving flags and shouting battle cries. It was just a gesture.

It was Ye Canmian and Li Qingyuan, the two top experts of the Taoist Faction, who helped them.

Like the Bitter Sea experts, Ye Canmian and the others didn't play any tricks. They didn't save their strength to take advantage of the situation. Instead, they attacked with all their strength together with Peng Feng and the others.

It might be an exaggeration to say that they risked their lives for the Ancient God, but they did not hold back and used all their skills.

Wasn't the Green Bull Temple competing with the West Paradise and the Misery Sea in the Western Qin?

How could they spare such a considerable amount of power to help the Ancient God?

Weren't they worried about their situation in the Western Qin?

Weren't they worried that their nest would be put in a difficult position by the Dongzhou Dynasty?

What was the Temple Master thinking?

Tian Fengyi and the others were confused.

The Misery Sea and Chen Luoyang had some grudges in the past, so it was already strange that they helped Chen Luoyang.

Although the Green Bull Temple and the Ancient God had few conflicts, they were also enemies. How could they help Chen Luoyang at this moment?

Elder Du Qiming was also surprised.

Elder Peng Feng and Lian Buyi had been informed by Chen Luoyang earlier, and knew that Green Bull Monastery's Ye Canmian and Li Qingyuan were friends and not enemies like Misery's Shek Xin and Crazy Yuan, and could be trusted.

However, he was also confused about the exact reason.

Zheng Chi thought about many things in his heart.

He thought of the rumor that Chen Luoyang was related to Zhi Zun.

In this case, it was understandable that Misery would give him face.

But why was the Green Bull Temple like this?

As the representatives of the Red Dust Daoist Sect, they were inextricably linked to the Qingwei Realm and had the backing of the Lord of Daoism.

Even if he wanted to curry favor with the Red Dust Supreme Being, he should have done so to please the Supreme Being himself. Why would he lower himself to help Chen Luoyang?

After all, the successor of a Supreme-Being and the Supreme-Being himself were two completely different things.

At this moment, Zheng Chi really couldn't understand what was going on.

It didn't matter whether he understood or not.

More importantly, with Ye Canmian and Li Qingyuan's help, the situation had taken a turn for the worse.

In the distance, Yu Shanming was also surprised to see this scene.

He guessed that Chen Luoyang had other preparations, but he also didn't expect it to be someone from the Daoist Sect.

"Two of the Top Ten Martial Saints and four of the Red Dust Ten Heroes are gathered here. It's quite rare," Chen Luoyang said casually.

Yu Shanming's expression returned to normal. He nodded with a smile and praised, "It's indeed rare. It's all thanks to Hierarch Chen's generosity."

As he spoke, he reached out and grasped the air.

A piercingly cold and terrifying chill gathered in his palm, but it didn't take on a specific shape. It was as if he was holding an invisible sword.

The murderous intent and vicious aura within it sent chills down one's spine. Their bodies and souls seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

As the sword intent surged, the Gate of the Underworld that led to the Nine Underworlds seemed to open in the world of mortals.

Chen Luoyang nodded slightly, his expression calm.

Yu Shan Ming held the invisible sword in his five fingers, and lightly slashed in the air.

He didn't use any force, he only showed the sword intent to Chen Luoyang.

In the air in front of Chen Luoyang, an icy blue mark appeared.

But there was something else in the icy blue mark.

It was similar to the scene when he saw Yan Mingkong's sword in the Divine Land, but it was different.

It was another style of the Sword of the Darkness.

… To be more precise, it was the third style!

Before, in order to prevent the Blood River Ancestor from capturing Yan Mingkong, Chen Luoyang borrowed the power of the Demon Lord to steal her and hid her in the Dark Cave.

Yan Mingkong was able to withstand the loneliness, she went with the flow and cultivated by herself.

Chen Luoyang secretly observed her two styles of the Sword of the Darkness. They were completely different from Yu Shanming's.

Now, all three styles of the Sword of the Darkness were complete …

Chen Luoyang's expression did not change as he quietly looked at the sword mark that remained in the air for a long time.

Yu Shanming cupped his hands: "The other treasure will be sent to Hierarch Chen soon, as long as Hierarch Chen is satisfied."

"You can take Tian Fengyi," Chen Luoyang said: "But, I hope you can send him back in the near future."

Yu Shanming nodded: "Hierarch Chen, don't worry."

He sighed in his heart.

A level 18 peak Martial Saint, one of the top fighters in the wilderness, his life or death was decided by a level 16 youth who had just entered the mortal world not long ago.

In the entire Red Dust World, this could probably be considered as a strange story.

Yet, it made people feel that it was only natural.

The Misery who had a grudge against him, the Green Bull Temple who opposed the Righteous and Demonic Path, both put in their efforts to help.

Did this Chen Luoyang have more tricks up his sleeves?

If his contribution just now wasn't satisfactory, would the result be that even he would be left behind?

Many thoughts flashed through Yu Shanming's mind, he stopped thinking and joined the battle.

With his help, Zheng Chi and Tian Fengyi couldn't turn the tables.

But at least Tian Fengyi had a chance to escape.

Heart Sacrificing Demon Monk, Peng Feng, Li Qingyuan, Lian Buyi and the others' main target was Zheng Chi.

While the experts from Green Bull Temple and Misery had put in a lot of effort, they naturally didn't want to lose their lives for Zheng Chi.

In order to kill Zheng Chi with the least amount of effort possible, they didn't care too much about Tian Fengyi and Yu Shanming.

In the end, Yu Shanming was injured himself, he successfully saved Tian Fengyi, killed his way out and escaped.

The people from the three holy lands didn't chase, the eight experts started to attack Setting Sun King Zheng Chi.

Chen Luoyang was still looking at the sword mark left behind by Yu Shanming in Silence.

After a while, he waved his hand in the air and the ice blue sword mark disappeared.

Chen Luoyang turned to look at the battlefield and couldn't help but smile.

Green Bull Temple helped because they didn't want the news of their temple master being expelled from the mortal world to spread too early.

The news of Jiang Yi's death had spread long ago, the Ancient God might be in trouble.

Chen Luoyang's relationship with the Demon Lord was made public, the Ancient God let him take over the position of Hierarch, the other powerful figures didn't have to touch him, the Hierarch, they could just swallow up the territory of the Ancient God.

This didn't hurt Chen Luoyang, at most some arrangements couldn't be continued.

But without the temple master, Green Bull Immortal, things were different.

To have a foothold in the mortal world and continue the orthodoxy, just the support of the Dao Lord wasn't enough.

To put it bluntly, the Green Bull Temple was in decline, but there were other Daoism inheritances for the Dao Lord to choose from.

Under such circumstances, lying that Green Bull Temple was in seclusion again to stabilize the situation was the most important thing for Green Bull Temple.

Ye Canmian knew Chen Luoyang's identity as the Demon Lord's successor.

The Green Bull Monastery had no choice but to give in to Chen Luoyang.

After Misery attracted the Western Paradise's attention, the experts of Green Bull Temple received Chen Luoyang's message and rushed to the land of the Ancient God to help without saying a word.

Of course, Green Bull Temple wouldn't be threatened by Chen Luoyang and become a minion.

Daoism had its own dignity, they feared the Sovereign, not the Sovereign's successor.

If they were really forced, they would give up their ten thousand years of foundation and go to the Qingwei Realm.

But the people of Green Bull Temple were all born in the mortal world, they had countless connections, they wouldn't do this unless they had no other choice.

Chen Luoyang would have to decide how far to go.

But at least for now, Ye Canmian and Tian Fengyi came in handy.

It could be seen that not only did Zheng Chi and Tian Fengyi vomit blood, Yu Shanming also couldn't recover his wits.

When Chen Luoyang pointed out that Yu Shanming was proficient in the Netherworld Sword Art, he guessed that Yu Shanming had the intention of turning hostile.

Although Chen Luoyang couldn't feel any killing intent from this top expert of the younger generation of the Desolate Lands, Yu Shanming was clearly uncomfortable.

To Yu Shan Ming, it was hard to understand how Chen Luo Yang knew such a secret.

This kind of threat gave him a feeling that was even more creepy than having a sword directly pressed against his neck.

In that instant, Yu Shanming suspected that his cooperation with Chen Luoyang was like asking a tiger for its skin.

It was a premonition that the situation was out of his control.

Chen Luoyang could see this clearly, but he wasn't worried.

With Yu Shanming's strength and the Netherworld Sword, his sudden attack was indeed ferocious.

A level-18 peak Martial Saint couldn't predict his Netherworld Sword and could be caught off guard.

But Chen Luoyang had the Sky Stone and many other treasures, enough to block the first round of attacks.

After a while, there would be others to deal with Yu Shanming.

The other side obviously understood this, so they completely gave up on the idea and agreed to Chen Luoyang's demand.

Now that he had saved Tian Fengyi, not only would he be able to explain himself when he returned to the Desolate Lands, he could even clear everyone's suspicions of him.

As for Zheng Chi, there was nothing he could do.

No one would blame him and Tian Fengyi.

It wasn't that they didn't try their best, but the other side's formation was too cruel.

Yu Shanming and Tian Fengyi had escaped, leaving Zheng Chi to face the eight experts alone. The result was already decided.

As for the other Ancient God experts under him, they were also surrounded and couldn't hold on any longer.

After Chen Luoyang wiped away the sword mark left behind by Yu Shanming, he walked towards the battlefield unhurriedly.

Zheng Chi's men scattered in all directions, hoping to escape as many as they could.

One of them was running for his life when his vision blurred.

Chen Luoyang's face appeared in front of him.

At the same time, there was a fist that quickly enlarged in his vision, filling up his vision.

The man hastily parried.

Chen Luoyang's fist landed on his opponent's arm, the terrifying force pushed the opponent's arm and pressed it against his head.

Without a sound, the opponent's arm turned into a mess of flesh and blood, his head also suffered a heavy blow, and his entire body flew backwards.

But just as his body flew up, he stopped as he was lifted by Chen Luoyang in the air.

He didn't die, but he was dizzy.

He instinctively resisted, trying to break free from Chen Luoyang's grasp.

However, he was immediately shocked to discover that his own strength was flowing away like a flood bursting through a dam.

"… Sky Stealing Sun Changing Technique?!"

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