a.... " Lu Xia Tian muttered mysterious scriptures in his mouth, pinching esoteric incantations in his hands. 。One by one, the Buddhist seals flew towards the dazed primordial spirit of Shengduo Sona...."Following my seniors, I'm just a burden. When walking in the fairy world, the chance of encountering a powerful cultivator at the Golden Immortal level is naturally lower."
Lu Xia Tian could only wryly smile upon hearing this. This trip to the secret realm of the Buddhist sect had truly made him feel like a reed tossed about in a storm. With the recovery of some strength by Yan Ji, the previous Burning Cloud Ancient Buddha, the Heavenly Demon Qin, and then the influx of immortal armies, although there weren't necessarily Golden Immortals from the Celestial Court present yet, since even Jing Hai Xianjun's Nether Sea Bowl had appeared... Even if this Buddhist sect secret realm was well-managed, once a strong enough attention is drawn to it, even the sturdiest fortress will have its cracks exposed.
Right now, Lu Xia Tian has already solved the problem of walking outside using his dragon clan identity. Even if he hasn't temporarily broken through to the celestial fairy realm in terms of immortal essence, he doesn't have to worry about causing too much trouble. As long as it doesn't affect his activities outside, keeping a distance from those powerful beings at the golden fairy level and above for the time being is always right.
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"Besides these Don't you have any other plans" the beauty asked, her brow furrowed.
"For now, let's temporarily raise my immortal essence to the Heavenly Immortal level. When I can suppress the dragon essence within me, I will return to Honghao Heaven Court. Although the Dan Dao (alchemy) inheritance of the Mi Zong and Buddhist sects is vast, I still want to stay in the Alchemy Pavilion of Honghao Heaven Court for a while longer. If one day my identity cannot be concealed any longer, then we'll talk about it." Lu Xia Tian said.
"Very well, then do as you please. How do you intend to leave Or shall I escort you" the beauty asked again.
"I'll figure this out myself. There are ways to leave this place according to the teachings of the Burning Realm Ancient Buddha," Lu Xia Tian shook his head. The consecutive appearances of Yan Ji, the Heavenly Demon Qin, and the Burning Cloud Ancient Buddha gave Lu Xia Tian a strange sense of crisis. He had to distance himself from them for now and talk later, lest innocent lives be caught in the crossfire."
"Alright," the beauty nodded, pushing her palm forward. "You keep this bat yourself. I know you have a way to handle it. When you feel there's a problem you can't solve, find a way to contact me. Or when you reach the level of a fourth-rank Dan Saint, I will come looking for you."
Lu Xia Tian, hearing this, accepted the beauty's flying fox, bowed to her in farewell, and disappeared into the vast emptiness before long.
The beauty watched Lu Xiaitian leave with a hint of a smile on her lips. Then, as she glanced in another direction, her eyes turned cold. At this time, the beauty did not go directly into the Qixing Canyon, but flew, several flashes in the void, a gust of wind and electricity, the shadow in the void was like black streamer, after a moment, a beautiful demon woman in palace attire appeared in front of a rather down-on-their-luck demon army. Di Shao Mopeng, at the head, had a gloomy face. Although he finally escaped with his tribe from the surging demons, his troops suffered heavy losses. Now there were less than 20,000 left, less than one-third of their peak strength.
Seeing a stunning courtesan in courtly attire, her robes swirling as she walked gracefully through the void, Di Xiao's demonic eyes flickered with interest.
"It seems you've recovered." Di Xiao Mo Peng's voice wasn't panicked, but behind him, the Mo Peng army was on high alert.
"Though not yet fully recovered to its peak, it's back about seven or eight out of ten. I'm sure that must be disappointing for you," Yan Ji smiled coolly, appearing proud and alluring.
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“It seems our struggle will have to be decided in the Demon Realm. Though you’re not faring well either, barely alive. Return to the Demon Realm if you can,” Di Niao Mo Peng said, his voice carrying an air of dominance despite only having a phantom body present.
“Back then, you were also a victim of the Dragon Seal Dharma King. Naturally, I would go to the Demon Realm to find you. Now, I'll pay some interest first. When I have time, I'll return to the Demon Realm and settle accounts with you.” Yan Ji’s smile deepened, and leaf after leaf flew out from behind Yan Ji, flying towards the front in an instant.
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The commanding general of the Mo Peng army before him looked at Di Xiao Mo Peng, expecting Di Xiao Mo Peng to come up with a countermeasure. However, before Di Xiao Mo Peng could give any other instructions, these leaves had already fallen into the Mo Peng army formation. The oval leaves drew lines in the air as they flew, these lines intertwined forming a net that swept past Di Xiao Mo Peng. Even though Di Xiao Mo Peng's avatar's speed was something Lu Xia Tian couldn't even hope to match, at this moment he stood still, not moving an inch. By the time the other tribes reacted, Di Xiao Mo Peng's avatar had already been cut into countless pieces by the traces of the leaves passing by and scattered down.
When Di Xiaomo Peng's avatar died, the morale of the entire Mo Peng clan plummeted to the bottom. Before they could be shocked for too long, leaves began to fall one after another. The trajectories of the leaves floating in the air were like smooth arcs. These arcs spread an aura of death among the Mo Peng clan.
This Mo Peng army was personally led by a clone of Di Xiaomo Peng from the Demon Realm, and it was undoubtedly elite. Even if an ordinary Golden Immortal came in person, under the personal command of Di Xiaomo Peng's clone, they wouldn't be easily defeated. However, with Yan Ji's level, besides Di Xiaomo Peng's clone, the strength of other Heavenly Immortal-level Mo Pengs was far too inferior. This Mo Peng army had already suffered heavy losses under the flames of Burning Cloud Ancient Buddha. Now, encountering Yan Ji in such a rush, even with a large number, how could they possibly escape her tactics
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Countless Mo Pengs were directly killed, their bodies scattering into several pieces and falling from the void. Behind them, Yan Ji felt that this rate of killing was still too slow. She stretched out her hand and pointed at the void, a black sun rising out of thin air. The black sun shone brightly, shrouding this piece of emptiness with strands of black light.
Though the army of demon falcons before them fought with all their might, they still couldn't stop the black light from spreading further. Some demons with relatively low cultivation levels had already melted directly in the bat-shadow sun, and even though Yanji only used a part of the bat-shadow sun's power, it was far beyond what these low-ranking demon falcons could resist.
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Screams rose in succession, and the demon peng army before their eyes instantly wailed across the battlefield. Yan Ji's eyes were cold as icebergs, and one after another, demon pengs under the Black Sun of Demon Bats bent directly into billowing black auras. The remaining skeletons fell from the void.
Not until the entire horde of demon pengs was wiped out, leaving only scattered bones floating in the void, did the Mo Bat Black Sun slowly dissipate. The cold and beautiful eyes of Yan Ji gradually lost their murderous aura.
“Emperor Shao, when I return to the Demon Realm, you and your tribe will all become piles of white bones. Time will erase every trace of your existence.” Yanji's sleeve flicked slightly, and in the void, some floating white bones exploded and turned into dust that scattered in the air.
Immediately, the beautiful woman turned and vanished in thin air, leaving behind only a trace of dust from the formidable army of demon hawks that had previously been so imposing.ion, the number of original statues and terracotta puppets gradually dwindled. However, the oppressive atmosphere surrounding them was heavier than in other areas. It felt as though a gigantic beast w...