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"Good, well said!"

Upon hearing these words, a skinny old man wearing a green jacket stood up.

This man was a great expert of the Qing Hong gang, and was also the hall master of the Divine Wind Hall. This Sun Tianmiao brothers were his subordinates.

He himself was a Nascent Soul Late-stage cultivator and had just broken through. Even though his cultivation was very high, he had cultivated for nearly six hundred years. It could be said that if he did not break through the Nascent Soul Stage and enter the Golden Body Stage, his lifespan would very soon be cut short.

"Last time I heard, your people from Mount Song intentionally protected the disciples of diabolism and injured two of my men. I, Mu Khan, would like to seek some advice from you guys. Are you really that arrogant?"

"Old Man Mu." The people of Mount Emei had always been on good terms with Mount Song. Seeing this, Taoist nun Qingxiu, who was sipping her tea, couldn\'t help but interrupt, "Why are you here instead of hiding in the woods? Do you know that you have reached the end of your lifespan, so you came here in a hurry to seek Zombie King to die? "

"You!" Mu Khan acted unrestrainedly. This Taoist nun Qingxiu had always been so rude when she spoke. But she did indeed have that kind of strength, especially this time, it was not only with Yuan Yin and Yuan Meng by her side. There were also three more nuns carrying swords.

Six people, using the Six Paths of the Void, if they formed the Yang God Swords Formation this time, they would probably be able to trap even an expert of the Golden Body Stage within.

"If everyone has something to talk about, then we can talk." Hua Shan\'s good sir, Jiang Yifan came out again to smooth things over. This time, Hua Shan brought the most people, a total of twelve people.

It seemed as though this Hua Shan was going to unleash an even more powerful sword-formation. Mount Hua and Emei had always been famous for their sword formations. However, the emphasis was on the sword intent while the focus was on the sword moves.

"If we can find the Wood Treasure this time, it should be under the custody of the people from Karakorum."

This time, the one who spoke was a woman sitting beside Mo Yangzi.

This woman was wearing a blue Daoist robe. Her face was still considered pretty, but it also had a sort of vigorous vitality to it.

This was the expert who trained in the Hundred Herbs Scripture, Ximen Yuqing. Don\'t look at how young Ximen Yuqing was, she had already lived for more than five hundred years and could be considered an old senior.

The people of Karakorum had always been proud and aloof. This time, when the Zombie King appeared, they still only sent two people over.

The reason why she was sent to this place was because she was a cultivator with a body of wood innate technique. The five elements counter to each other. The Zombie King was an earth-type creature, and the Wood Resisting Earth, was Ximen Yuqing\'s Wood Attribute, the nemesis of the Zombie King.

"Why do you say that?" The people from the other sects were unhappy, especially the Qing Hong Gang and Mount Shu. They shouted together, "Wood Treasure should be in our custody."

"Martial Uncle, they\'re arguing!" The little Daoist Chu Feng who was frowning said to his martial uncle in secret.

"Who cares what they do. Drink, drink." The Taoist Wine, on the other hand, acted as if it didn\'t matter. He held the wine cup and pulled his junior nephew\'s chin, giving him a forceful drink.

"Shi... Cough cough, how spicy... "

"To deal with the Zombie King this time, if I, Ximen Yuqing, did not have my Wood Type supernatural powers, who among you would have the confidence to defeat the Earth\'s favorite?"

Ximen Yuqing stood up, and laughed coldly.

"Pfft, even without you, our Mount Shu Troop-tranquilized Sword Method can take away that Zombie King\'s life!"

Shen Yu immediately stood up, pointing at Ximen Yuqing, he shouted.

"That\'s right." Bai Liming also crossed his arms and stood up, "Beauty, your tone is too loud. Do you know, only Mount Shu is the leader of the eight great sects? Our Troop-tranquilized Eleven Sword Techniques is invincible. What Zombie King, they are just undead under the sword. "

"Arrogant young man." Ximen Yuqing shook her head, "The disciples of Mount Shu are getting worse with each passing generation."

"I want to see how capable an old woman like you can be." Haotian snorted coldly, his body flashed, and his entire being became like an unsheathed treasure sword, bringing with him a sharp aura, instantly appearing in front of Ximen Yuqing.

"Man and sword as one, invincible and unstoppable! Sword of Heart! " With a finger, a cold light flashed, and sword qi intertwined, striking towards Ximen Yuqing\'s head.

"Little kid, you\'re ruthless!" Ximen Yuqing said in an indifferent tone, and then she pressed her left foot on the ground.

"Hu!" Suddenly, a huge green plant broke out from the ground. There was a big red flower growing on top of the plant. It was like a big, bloody mouth as it bit towards Haotian who was in the air.

"Grass Nurturing Technique!" The surrounding people were all shocked. This was the famous rearing technique of the Hundred Herbs Scripture! It could use its own energy to nourish some ordinary plants into terrifying plant life.

If Haotian was swallowed by this plant, there would be a powerful digesting liquid that would turn him into fertilizer for the plant.

"A small plant dares to stir up trouble!" Haotian merely let out a cold laugh. While he was in midair, he changed his move and summoned his treasured sword.

"Samsara Sword!"

An azure treasured sword suddenly appeared in the air. The sword slightly spun like a wheel of reincarnation, its entire body trembling.

This was a spell that the Samsara Sword had casted, the Three Thousand Samsara Daos. When used, it could shake the heavens and the earth, and could destroy all spells.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The plant instantly suffered a series of attacks from the Power of Samsara, and its body quickly bent down and collapsed in the midst of the green liquid that filled the sky.

Ximen Yuqing\'s expression changed, and she retracted the plant life form that her was nourishing.

"Good boy!" She could not help but say, "At such a young age, you are already close to the level of Nascent Soul Late-stage! "How the hell do you cultivate?!"

Shen Qing had always been a myth in the cultivation world. Even though he was over five hundred years old in the cultivation world. But according to his age, he would be equivalent to thirty years old and would already be an expert of the Nascent Soul Late-stage.

The way he trained in entering the Nascent Soul Stage was completely different from before. Nascent Soul Stage required one to constantly temper and strengthen their own Sun God. This was a rather difficult process.

Moreover, the breakthrough in the Nascent Soul Stage was also split into three levels. Every step on the third floor was difficult. The purpose of refining the Sun God was to be able to cultivate the Sun God to an indestructible and indestructible state.

Shen Qing was already a genius, he did not expect that this young man in front of him was even more terrifying. He was at most around four hundred years old, how did he manage to reach the Nascent Soul Middle-stage?

I, Ximen Yuqing, was only five hundred years old.

Mount Shu was indeed worthy of being called the leader of the eight great sects. The disciples of their sect had so many proud sons of heaven. It made everyone\'s eyes go red with envy.

"Hmph, what else do you have to say?" Haotian also landed on the ground with his hands behind his back, looking like he was about to give up on someone. "My Mount Shu Sect has this kind of strength, Zombie King is not afraid at all."

"What kind of strength?" Bai Jiaojiao saw that the people of Mount Shu were not pleasing to the eye and immediately said, "That Senior Sister Shen Qing of yours, with her Nascent Soul Late-stage, wouldn\'t she be unable to deal with a Foundation Establishment stage disciples of diabolism?"

These words were undoubtedly aimed at Mount Shu\'s pain. Shen Qing\'s originally calm face suddenly turned cold, and she coldly looked at Bai Jiaojiao.

But Bai Jiaojiao was not afraid in the slightest as she welcomed Shen Qing\'s gaze.

"Snake demon, you\'re courting death again." Killing intent also surfaced in Haotian\'s eyes. He coldly snorted, and said, "Moreover, Shen Qing is Shen Qing, and I, Haotian, am Haotian! That small Foundation Establishment disciples of diabolism, what was there to fear? "If he doesn\'t appear, I can kill him on the spot with one move!"

"Boss, give me something to eat!" Just as he was talking, a man\'s voice came from outside, "I\'m really a bit hungry after travelling for so long."

"This farmyard, I want to eat a big plate of chicken." Another soft and cold female voice said.

"You look like a big chicken to me." "Do you still need to eat?"

"Of course, I will also crave for it." The woman explained.

Everyone\'s eyes were focused on the people outside. Some of the smaller sects and sects that had participated in the Guangyuan Battle exclaimed in shock.

"Qin Chao, Qin Chao is here!"

"immortal Qin! It\'s him, he\'s the one who saved our lives last time! "

"immortal Qin, please come in!"

The crowd automatically parted again, respectfully, as if they had seen people from the eight great sects.

Only when the crowd parted did the proper sects and clans clearly see the two guests outside.

One of them was a young man wearing a black trench coat, with a cynical smile on his face. The other one was a tall woman wearing a phoenix mask.

"Qin Chao!"

"Corpse Ji!"

Each of the eight sects had their own reactions.

Someone could not help but exclaim when he saw the girl following Qin Chao. This person was precisely the very young Chu Feng.

As a young daoist, he naturally recognized this Corpse Ji. However, he did not understand why his Uncle-Master could still sit there and drink wine like it was nothing.

Was he not shocked that such a Corpse Ji had appeared?

Things were getting weirder and weirder. Last time, a female zombie could use the Agarwood Escape Armor. Now, another Corpse Ji like this one had come out, it was also something that he had learnt from raising corpses!

Just who was it that had spread out his Dao arts!

"So you are Qin Chao!" Haotian had forced Ximen Yuqing back with one move, and his aura was flourishing. Just as he finished speaking, Qin Chao entered the courtyard.

That\'s great! He was simply a prey that the heavens had sent to his doorstep!

As long as we kill this ant-like person, Mount Shu will wash away our shame and restore our prestige!

"Qin Chao, die!" When that Haotian thought of this, he laughed coldly and took out his Samsara Sword, floating in the air and slowly rotating it.

"Who is this madman?" Qin Chao couldn\'t help but ask as he looked at the young man who suddenly attacked him.

And as the Samsara Sword in the sky rotated, the three thousand Samsara Daos were also rapidly brewing with power. The more Samsara Sword rotated in the Three Thousand Samsara Daos, the stronger it would be.

If it were to turn three thousand times, it would be a sword that would shock the world and cause the ghosts and gods to cry!

"Die!" Haotian waved his hand, causing the Samsara Sword to tremble and press towards Qin Chao.