Chapter 609 False Arrival
Chapter 609 False Arrival
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Daomen named the leader of the witch god sect?
The people of Phoenix Mountain and the powerhouses of the ancient eight clans were secretly delighted.
The eminent monks of Buddhism are all bright.
Qin Fan, who was preparing for the preliminary work of alchemy, was also shocked. This is the biggest good news today.
The benefits of his alliance with Buddhism appeared, Taoism must not dare to use Phoenix Mountain and Buddhism, so they used the leader of the Witch God Sect.
The sect leader of the Witch God Sect was furious: "Changfeng old way, you want to kill this sect leader?"
"Do you have the patience for this?"
Daoist Changfeng shouted: "As a monk of the righteous way, this old man has a duty to eliminate demons and defend the way, even if he dies!"
"Everyone of the Daomen, go with the old man to eliminate the devil and guard the Dao."
call out!
Before he finished speaking, the Changfeng Taoist robe waved, and a flying sword of life suddenly flew out from the sleeve, carrying a cyan whirlwind, slashing at the leader of the Wushen Sect in the five-color altar.
"retreat!"
Qin Fan shouted loudly, and immediately took the people from Phoenix Mountain to escape from the altar. At the same time, he did not forget to order Youlan to avoid this battle.
The powerhouses of the ancient eight clans followed closely.
"Changfeng Old Daoist, do you dare to hurt me?!"
The sect leader of the Wushen Sect was furious, and the tiger leaped out, holding the handle of the Great Summer Dragon Sparrow in his hand, smashing the sword into the sky with a stick, brazenly smashing at Daoist Changfeng's flying sword.
boom!
Clang!
Daoist Changfeng's flying sword was knocked back hundreds of feet, but the sword energy above the flying sword was especially terrifying, and it also scared the leader of the Witch God Sect back.
The other seven members of the Witch God Sect scattered.
"Sect Master, I hid in the sea of clouds, looking for an opportunity to ambush the Daomen powerhouse."
After receiving the order from Qin Fan, Youlan also sent a voice transmission to the leader of the Witch God Sect, then turned around and disappeared into the sea of purple clouds.
The leader of the Witch God Sect was furious: "Changfeng old way, are you really at odds with our Witch God Sect?"
Changfeng Laodao shouted: "It is my duty to eliminate demons and guard the way."
"Fang Tianji, the old man, the leader of the Witch God Sect, is here to solve it. You lead the crowd to kill the rest of the Witch God Sect."
shhhhhh!
Before the words were finished, the remaining nine members of the Dao Sect offered their flying swords and slashed at the people of the Witch God Sect.
The leader of the Witch God Sect was furious: "The members of the Witch God Sect, listen to the order of the leader of the Witch God Sect, and retreat!"
Boom boom boom!
The Witch God Sect waved a long stick and flew many flying swords, and immediately led the crowd to fly away, jumping into the sea of purple clouds and disappearing.
shhhhhh!
Many flying swords chased into the sea of clouds, but not ten swords went, only six swords returned, and the remaining four flying swords were left in the depths of the sea of clouds and did not know where they went.
This change surprised everyone present.
The leader of the Witch God Sect actually led the core figures of the Witch God Sect to sneak into the sea of clouds?
This is to avoid fighting and to preserve strength.
"A group of rats who hide their heads and show their tails." Xie Shuiling angrily scolded, and then immediately sent a voice transmission to Daoist Changfeng, "Master Uncle, the Witch God Sect has been hidden, and now is a great opportunity for us to get rid of Phoenix Mountain."
Daoist Changfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he landed on the people in Phoenix Mountain who had returned to the altar.
Lin Xiaoyang immediately sent a voice transmission to Qin Fan: "Qin Fan, the situation is not good, the leader of the Wushen sect has escaped, and the next target of the Taoist sect may be our Taoist sect and the Buddhist sect."
Phoenix Mountain and the rest of the Ancient Eight Clan all had solemn expressions on their faces.
The leader of the Witch God Sect is the only one who can compete with the Daoist Changfeng. Now that he is hidden, no one can compete with the Daoist Changfeng.
Daoist Changfeng has the strength to kill the people present together, including Fomen, Phoenix Mountain, and the ancient eight clans.
Phoenix Mountain is estimated to bear the brunt.
Lin Xiaoyang also realized the huge crisis, and Qin Fan was no exception.
Qin Fan secretly said: "Don't worry, if it really doesn't work, I'll come out."
Qin Fan didn't trust outsiders, and at the critical moment, only his own strength could be trusted.
Suddenly, Daoist Changfeng shouted: "Master Qin, this old man believes that it is your personal will to cooperate with the Witch God Cult. The rest of you in Phoenix Mountain are innocent, and the powerhouses of the ancient eight tribes are also innocent."
"As long as you abandon your cultivation base and bloodline now, our Taoist sect will not make it difficult for you Phoenix Mountain."
As soon as these words came out, the girls of Phoenix Mountain and the powerhouses of the ancient eight tribes became nervous.
Master Kudian stood up and persuaded with good words: "Changfeng Laodao, Phoenix Mountain and our Buddhist school have been allied. If you move Phoenix Mountain, you will go to our Buddhist school. You want to be good."
Daoist Changfeng said coldly: "In the world of self-cultivation, all alliances are floating clouds. At the moment, strength determines everything."
"If Buddhism doesn't accept it, then defeat the old man, or shut up."
After speaking, Daoist Changfeng stepped into the air and walked towards Qin Fan.
Ji Miaoyi jumped out of the altar, stopped Daoist Changfeng on the way, and said solemnly: "Senior Changfeng, the cooperation between our Phoenix Mountain and the Witch God Sect is just an expedient measure."
"I also ask the seniors to look at the face of our ancestors, and don't embarrass our Phoenix Mountain."
"We can dedicate the quota of the Witch God Sect at the Fengchan Ceremony to the Taoist sect."
Xie Shuiling angrily said, "Ji Miaoyi, it's not your turn to take care of Phoenix Mountain's affairs."
"As for the quota, this is what our Taoist sect took from the Witch God Cult, and it belongs to us. Why should you give it to us from Phoenix Mountain?"
Taoist Changfeng also said solemnly: "Ji Miaoyi, the old man does have some friendship with your two ancestors, but these friendships are not enough to forgive Master Qin."
"The old man will abolish Master Qin's cultivation today, and those who stop the old man will be killed."
Ji Miaoyi's face stiffened.
Finally, Master Shui and Master Bird of the Ji family stood up and shouted together: "Changfeng old road, Master Qin, my clan friend, if you want to abolish his cultivation, pass the two of us first."
"Two unnamed people, dare to show their power?"
Daoist Changfeng had a pitying expression on his face, and when he raised his hand, a gust of wind came and turned the world upside down.
"Stop!"
"break!"
Lord Bird and Lord Shui roared one after another, with blood all over their bodies, punching forward with four punches, hitting the gust of wind head-on.
Boom boom boom!
After all, the two of them underestimated the strength of Daoist Changfeng. The strong wind hit, the two lost control under their feet, and were directly thrown hundreds of feet away.
The next moment, with a swoosh, Daoist Changfeng had already landed on the top of the mountain, less than a hundred feet away from Qin Fan.
The powerhouses of the ancient eight clans suddenly hung in their throats, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.
Daoist Changfeng shouted again: "Master Qin, if you haven't abandoned your cultivation, when will you wait?"
"Okay, I'll give up my cultivation base."
Qin Fan finally threw away the pill furnace and asked Liu Mengyao for the Qixing Longyuan. He jumped out of the pill furnace with a desolate expression, "I didn't expect that Qin Fan would spend his whole life and finally died in Wushen Mountain."
"Sad, sad!"
Then, hot tears rolled down.
When the girls in Phoenix Mountain heard Qin Fan's words, they were all horrified and burst into tears.
"Qin Fan, don't go to die."
"To die, I will die with you."
"Our Phoenix Mountain has not reached the end of the mountain!"
"Dog man, if you die, I, Lin Xiaoyang, will never live alone!"
The girls of Phoenix Mountain jumped out one after another, and Ji Miaoyi and Zhao Fenger also followed without any hesitation.
"Retreat!" Qin Fan shouted loudly, not angering himself.
The girls in Phoenix Mountain did not retreat, they all ran to Qin Fan's side, and their magic soldiers were all revealed.
"Go away!" Qin Fan shouted angrily again.
The girls were stunned, and Qin Fan, who couldn't understand, decided.
Qin Fan immediately said to Changfeng Daoist from the air: "Senior, I am willing to abolish my cultivation, and I am also willing to dedicate the Seven Stars Longyuan to Daomen. I hope that seniors will take this sword's sake and not embarrass the rest of us in Phoenix Mountain."
Xie Shuiling smiled coldly, Qin Fan really compromised?
She was very excited to see this scene, you must know how prestige Master Qin was at the Eighth Emperor Conference before.
"Grandfather, your great revenge must finally be avenged today." Xie Shuiling burst into tears.
Daoist Changfeng saw Qin Fan present Qixing Longyuan, and his eyes flashed with heat: "I didn't expect you, Master Qin, to be so enlightened!"
"Don't worry, the old man does what he says."
Qin Fan nodded: "Thank you, senior."
After speaking, Qin Fan walked up to Daoist Changfeng, bent down slightly, and offered Qixing Longyuan with both hands.
"Good sword!"
Just looking at it, Daoist Changfeng was very excited and reached out to grab the sword.
Just as Daoist Changfeng grabbed Qixing Longyuan, Qin Fan's eyes narrowed, Qin Fan suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword, and with a shocking sword, slashed towards Daoist Changfeng's neck.
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