Chapter 1184
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A warrior in a red cloak appeared out of thin air and stood proudly in the Void.
He was an old man with many wrinkles on his face and a skinny body. He looked a few years older than Moon Sanren.
However, his eyes were abnormally bright. They were brimming with vigor, like a resplendent star.
Wherever his gaze landed, it was as if he could see through everything.
The disciples of Crimson Moon Mountain Sect suddenly stiffened and could not move when they were swept by this gaze.
This gaze was too terrifying!
As soon as the cloaked old man appeared, almost everyone stopped fighting.
They all looked at the cloaked old man.
The eyes of Gu Xuan and Yue Sanren were no exception.
Moon Sanren stared at the cloaked old man with a flash of light in his eyes and suddenly clenched his fists.
"It's really you, Taoist Guang Han!"
Moon Sanren gritted his teeth and said.
Taoist Guang Han stepped on the Void with his hands behind his back. The cloak behind him fluttered in the wind.
"Of course it's me! I've already said that you're wrong!
The rightful position of Crimson Moon Mountain Sect should be inherited by me. "
Moon Sanren sneered and pointed his right index finger to the sky.
"My position as the Sect Master was passed down to me by my master, and I've also been recognized by the Crimson Moon Edict.
I've inherited the position of the Sect Master fair and square!
You're the one who's wrong! "
"Humph!"
Taoist Guang Han snorted angrily and his eyes were full of sarcasm.
"Look at yourself. What have you done to Crimson Moon Mountain Sect?
Apart from you, there's no warrior at the initial level of the Saint Realm?
Even the number of Half-saint disciples is less than 20?
Don't tell me you mean to weaken the Crimson Moon Mountain Gate in an upright manner? "
When Taoist Guang Han said this, his expression suddenly changed and a proud look appeared on his face.
He waved his right hand and pointed to the warriors he had brought with him in the sky.
"Take a look. Right now, there are close to three hundred half-Sage disciples in my Southern Peak.
There are nearly 3,000 Emperor Realm disciples.
As for the disciples below the Grandmaster Realm, I don't even want to look at them.
Is this the wrong path that you mentioned?
Do you still dare to say that I've taken the wrong path? "
Yue Sanren shook his head and sighed.
"Junior Brother Guanghan, even today, I still have to say that you are wrong!
Our Crimson Moon Mountain Gate values inheritance the most. Our disciples have all risen step by step from a low cultivation level since they were young.
They were wholeheartedly thinking for the sect. They were proud of the sect and were willing to fight for it.
This kind of disciple is what my Crimson Moon Mountain Gate needs! "
Moon Sanren pointed at several Half-Saints from the South Peak.
"And these things, can they still be considered humans?
They are just cold corpses, puppets under your control.
As for those great emperors, how many of them were nurtured by you? They're just under your control.
Once you die, none of them will want to rebuild your Southern Peak. They will just scatter like birds and beasts.
What's the use of such a force? "
"Nonsense!"
Daoist Guang Han suddenly let out a thunderous roar, causing everyone's eardrums to buzz.
"Since it's a force, whether it's a sect or an aristocratic family, it's natural to prioritize strength and prosperity.
Only strength and prosperity can be the foundation of inheritance.
I can control great emperors and Half-Saints for my own use. What's wrong with that?
Winner takes all. Strength is everything. I don't want to talk nonsense with you.
Those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die!
You can either surrender, and everyone will be happy. If you resist, don't blame me for reminding you that no one from the North Peak will survive today.
I think what's the use of the so-called inheritance and the great principle that you speak of? "
Moon Sanren shook his head. From the beginning, he had never thought of avoiding today's battle.
"In that case, you and I have nothing to say.
The North Peak won back then, and we can still win today! "
Moon Sanren's eyes were full of confidence.
"Haha, what a joke.
In the battle between the South Peak and the North Peak, you defeated me with the Crimson Moon Edict.
But that edict can only be used once.
Today, what chance do you have of winning?
Do you want to rely on the so-called Elixir Emperor Han Tan beside you? "
Daoist Guang Han looked at Gu Xuan with disdain.
Gu Xuan had not spoken since just now.
However, he was not idle.
His eyes had been circling Daoist Guang Han, trying to see all the secrets on him clearly.
Seeing Daoist Guang Han looking at him, Gu Xuan smiled slightly.
"It seems that I'm really easy to be underestimated.
Fellow Taoist Guanghan, do you think you can defeat me and Yue Sanren together? "
"Humph! You're just a young boy. Looking at your age, I'm afraid you've just entered the beginner level of the Saint Realm.
You're just a rogue cultivator who was lucky enough to be a Saint. Do you really think you're a big shot? "
Daoist Guang Han looked at Gu Xuan contemptuously, as if he did not take Gu Xuan seriously at all.
"If you know what's good for you, get out of here immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude.
Although there will be a certain loss in killing you, I can easily make up for it after I take control of the Crimson Moon Mountain Gate. "
Gu Xuan narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his honest face became even brighter.
"What if I don't leave?"
Daoist Guang Han's eyes flashed with killing intent, and he smiled ferociously.
"Then die! Set up the 'Slaughter Saint Battle Formation' and surround him! "
A flag appeared in Daoist Guang Han's hand. He waved it violently, and hundreds of Half-Saints flew out.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! These hundreds of Half-Saints surrounded Gu Xuan, Moon Sanren, and the others.
Streams of Death Qi gushed out of these Half-Saints.
Without exception, they were all refined corpses. Although they still had a certain level of consciousness, their bodies were already corpses.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Streams of Qi gushed out of these hundreds of Half-Saints and gathered into one. It was like an invisible pillar of Qi that shot into the sky.
The space within a radius of 100,000 feet suddenly became distorted at this moment.
Puff! Puff!
Puff! The few young disciples of the Crimson Moon Mountain Gate beside Gu Xuan could not withstand this Qi at all. Their Qi and blood surged, and they spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
Half-saint Withered Grass and Half-saint Wutong's faces suddenly changed.
This battle formation was too terrifying.
How powerful was it when hundreds of Half-Saints' Qi were gathered into one?
Based on this Qi alone, no beginner level Saint Realm martial artist would be willing to face it head-on!
Moon Sanren waved his right hand and put the few young disciples into his Spatial Spiritual Treasure.
His face was extremely solemn.
Once the battle formation formed by hundreds of Half-Saints began, even he was not confident that he could escape unscathed.
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