It's not enough to be able to suppress the other party, but also to plant an invincible image in their hearts, only in this way can he, the great elder of the Divine Sect, be able to truly sit firmly.

All kinds of discussions rang out among Jindan real people for a while. However, their voices are not high, after all, the person who will fight against them is the Yuan Infant Ancestor.

They don't want to make a certain infant ancestor jealous because of their own discussions. Although they had become Jindan, they were still far behind in the face of the Yuanying Ancestor who was at the top level of cultivation.

Zhao Poison's face twitched, he was the first to stand up, and now no one spoke, but he was left hanging there.

It's really a big breath to let more than a dozen ancestors go up together. He was already a little extreme in his heart, and finally sneered and said, "Fang Daoyou better defeat me first!"

As he spoke, Zhao Poison waved his palm, and a five-colored cloud rolled straight towards Fang Ling.

"Zhao Daoyou's Five Poisonous Peach Blossom Miasma has improved a lot compared to the past!" Yin Yuniang exclaimed softly at the moment when the colorful clouds in Zhao Poison's hands were thrown.

Yin Yuniang's voice is not high, but the lowest cultivation of the people present is also Jindan Zhenren, how can this voice be hidden from others.

They are all ingenious people, who doesn't understand that Yin Yu Niang is a means to remind Fang Ling of Zhao Poison, Zhang Yinghou, as the great elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion, is a little unkind when he looks at Yin Yu Niang.

Yin Yuniang smiled lightly, looking like she didn't see Zhang Yinghou's threat.

This Five Poisons Peach Blossom Miasma is one of the important magic weapons of the Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion, and this magic weapon can be cultivated even if it is a real person in Jindan. It's just that the difference between the five poisonous peach blossom miasma of Jindan Zhenren and Yuanying Ancestor is too far.

Not only is there a gap in toxicity, but also the five poisons of the ancestor are peach blossom miasma. There is also the effect of binding and closing.

Even if it is the magic weapon of the Yuan Infant Ancestor, it is attacking the five poisonous peach blossom miasma. It's like you're in a quagmire.

Yin Yu Niang knew something about Fang Ling's cultivation, so he wasn't worried about Fang Ling's safety, what she wanted to see was how Fang Ling broke Zhao Poison's Five Poisonous Peach Blossom Miasma.

Fang Ling looked at the five-colored cloud, patted his small Qiankun bag, and a sword light slashed towards the five-colored cloud.

Seeing the sword light rising, Yin Yuniang's face changed, and she secretly regretted that she didn't tell the characteristics of the Five Poisonous Peach Blossom Miasma.

To break the five poisonous peach blossom miasma, the best choice for Fang Ling. It should be the Xuanqi Dafa, not an attack on the Five Poisonous Peach Blossom Miasma.

In this way, it is easy to fall under the sticky force of the five poisonous peach blossom miasma, although Fang Ling will not be defeated, but it will take a lot of effort.

And once the effort takes a long time, Fang Ling's plan to establish his might will come to naught, as Fang Ling's staunch supporter, Yin Yuniang naturally doesn't want to see this.

Zhang Yinghou and the others showed a smile on their faces. Although Zhang Yinghou also felt that Fang Ling would not be defeated under the Five Poisonous Peach Blossom Miasma. But as long as they pestered Fang Ling for half an hour, they would be able to build up the prestige of their Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion.

Defeated Zhao Poison in half an hour, I don't know if he still has the face to challenge again.

Just when the thoughts in everyone's hearts continued, they saw that the sword light suddenly accelerated. Before anyone could react, the sword light had already broken through the five-colored poison cloud and directly covered the top of Zhao Poison's head.

Zhao Poison didn't even have time to sacrifice the magic weapon of his body. He was already standing there dumbfounded.

On the sword light, the faintly revealed killing intent. It even made Zhao Poison's forehead show cold sweat. At this moment, his life. And not in his hands.

And Fang Ling wanted to kill him, but it was just a thought.

For many years, it was the first time that Zhao Poison was in such a dangerous situation, and he didn't dare to make any moves for a while, for fear that if he had to make a small move at this time, Fang Ling would regard it as a rebellion.

Although he knew that Fang Ling might not have to kill himself, if he was injured by mistake, then he Zhao Poison just wanted to find a place to cry, but he couldn't find it.

"Brother Zhao Dao, please take back Your Excellency's Five Poisonous Peach Blossom Miasma!" A faint voice sounded softly in Zhao Poison's ears.

At this moment, Zhao Poison felt that the murderous intent shrouded in his head dissipated in an instant. Zhao Poison, who was relieved in his heart, waved his hand and directly put away the five poisonous peach blossom miasma.

At this time, the surroundings had become silent, and many people looked at Fang Ling's gaze, but they were full of awe.

With only one sword, Zhao Poison, who is the ancestor of the Yuanying, can be killed, how many people can do it in this world?

The gaze of Li Wentong and the others had changed from horror to awe at this time, and the sword just now had actually proved a qiē.

Defeated sentient beings, Fang Ling's sword, it's already over!

Except for the mysterious Lu Shenmeng, the people present felt that there were not many who could take Ling Yi's sword, not to mention that even if he took Fang Ling's first sword, there was also a second sword and a third sword.

"I'm Ten Thousand Poison Pavilion admit defeat!" Zhang Yinghou glanced at Zhao Poison, and finally hugged Fang Ling's fist.

Wan Poison Pavilion admitted defeat, and showed Li Wentong who proposed this proposal, Li Wentong looked at the eyes around him, and a trace of bitterness rose in his heart.

He actually admitted in his heart that he had been defeated, as the actual controller of the Heavenly Dao who had the smallest number of people among the six sects of the Scorning Gods, but was the proudest, he could proudly say to the people around him that he was able to receive a sword from Ling Xia.

But the next sword will make him exhausted, exhaust his mana, and if he continues to challenge, he will still be embarrassed in the end.

"I sneer at the way of heaven and admit defeat too!" and the veiled woman glanced at each other, and Li Wentong also admitted that he admitted defeat.

The Luo brothers were just about to speak, and Fang Ling had already said in a deep voice: "Just now I was just making a little joke with Zhao Daoyou, Fang's broken beings have just begun, you can go together now!"

Fang Ling's words sounded peaceful, but they were full of domineering, and there was an unquestionable majesty.

Lu Shenmeng's eyes showed a trace of surprise, but this trace of surprise was immediately replaced by joy.

He looked at the primordial ancestors of the six sects who had changed their faces, and said in a deep voice: "Since Fang Daoyou has this pride, then let's take action together." ”

Between words. Lu Shenmeng pointed his finger, and a dark sword light. Rolled straight towards Fang Ling.

Among the six sects of the scorning gods, who was the person that Fang Ling paid the most attention to. That is Lu Shenmeng, for this person, he has a familiar feeling, but he doesn't know who this person is, this person has pushed himself to the position of the Great Elder of the Cult of Scorn, it will definitely not be for the rise and fall of the Cult of Scorn.

Therefore, Fang Ling was full of vigilance against Lu Shenmeng, and he wanted to take the opportunity to probe the details of Lu Shenmeng.

When Lu Shenmeng's sword light flew in, he slapped the small Qiankun bag, the Nine Dao Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword. The sword light towards Lu Shenmeng was entwined.

The moment the sword light of the Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword and Lu Shenmeng collided, Fang Ling felt a force full of killing aura, and directly wrapped around his Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword.

The Yuan Shen attached to the Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword was even more pulled by something, as if it was about to fly into the sword light of Lu Shenmeng.

However, this was not the most important thing, the most important thing was that Fang Ling felt that there was a kind of Dao meaning hidden in Lu Shenmeng's sword light.

Dao pattern, Lu Shenmeng has already penetrated the Dao pattern! Although he doesn't know what kind of Dao pattern he is. However, Fang Ling's positioning of Lu Shenmeng's strength was one level higher.

When Li Wentong saw Lu Shenmeng's move, he also shouted: "Fang Daoyou, although our mana is not as good as yours. Today, we will also fight together with Taoist friends. ”

As he spoke, Li Wentong patted his small Qiankun bag, and a golden light flew out of his small Qiankun bag. In an instant, it turned into a three-legged giant tripod and smashed directly towards Fang Ling.

This giant tripod is ten feet high. Although there are no lines depicted on the tripod, it gives people a sense of naturalness.

With Li Wentong's shot. The Luo brothers, as well as Chen Feng Ancestor, Yin Yuniang and others, also immediately sacrificed their magic weapons.

All kinds of colored lights converged in the void and fell straight towards Fang Ling.

Joining forces to attack is never one plus one equals two, and many times, the power of two people joining forces is double that of a single person.

Although the cooperation of the more than ten primordial ancestors of the six sects of the scorning gods is not too tacit, as primordial ancestors, each of them has experienced a hundred battles.

The colorful light that gathered their strength made the Jindan Zhenren who were watching the battle around look at each other.

Many people were even a little emotional, and said that this Fang Ancestor's bull was too big, if he was defeated by the joint siege of the Yuanying Ancestor this time, would he be considered a winner or a loser.

Just when they were worried about this problem for Fang Ling in their hearts, Fang Ling had already waved his hand and sacrificed the Demon Flag.

The Demon Banner turned into a huge black portal, and the billowing black light swept straight in all directions.

Between the sweeps of the black light, all the attacks fell into the black Xuanqi Gate for a while.

Only Lu Shenmeng's black sword light was not swept away by Fang Ling's Xuanqi Gate, and was still entangled with Fang Ling's Shangqing Heavenly Thunder Sword in the void.

Having lost their handy magic weapon, Li Wentong and the others had no intention of doing it for a while, Fang Ling had already collected all of their magic weapons with just one move, and the victory or defeat seemed to be obvious.

"Hahaha, Xuanqi Dafa is worthy of being the first method of my Divine Sect, and Fang Daoyou's comprehension of Xuanqi Dafa is even more admirable. ”

As he spoke, Lu Shenmeng pointed towards the flying sword in the void, and the flying sword flew into Lu Shenmeng's hand on its own.

After Lu Shenmeng withdrew the flying sword, he smiled at Fang Ling, then glanced around and said, "If you Daoist friends don't object, then how about the old man announce it now, how about Fang Daoyou's ability to break sentient beings?"

No one spoke, and Jin Dan Zhenren didn't dare to speak at this moment, for fear of being hated by the ancestor who was in a bad mood.

And Li Wentong and the others also felt shameless at this time, so many people besieged Fang Ling, and as soon as they made a move, they were taken away from the magic weapon.

Although Lu Shenmeng put all this qiē into the Xuanqi Dafa, they knew in their hearts that the most important thing was the person who performed the Xuanqi Dafa. (To be continued......)

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