Chapter 1166: Destroying Qing Zhi

The mountain range of Xuanqing Sect is built on a huge island, full of fairy spirit and charming scenery. There are countless rare and exotic animals guarding it, and each sect has disciples flying in and out on rainbows. The atmosphere is magnificent and not inferior to any sect in Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty.

At this time, in the sky dozens of miles away from the giant island, two figures were standing in the clouds overlooking. One was wearing black clothes and had a tall figure, and the other was petite and beautiful. They were Ye Chunyang and Yun Mulan.

"Senior, this is Xuanqing Sect. Do you really want to go?"

Yun Mulan stood beside Ye Chunyang, looking at the sect that symbolized the supreme majesty of Tianxinghai, and was shocked in her heart.

Until now, she still dared not believe what Ye Chunyang said before.

But facing Ye Chunyang, she had a kind of awe of facing the gods directly. This awe came from the depths of her soul, making her believe that this person was not joking.

"Let's go."

Ye Chunyang said lightly.

Before the words fell, Yun Mulan saw a flash in front of her eyes, and then her figure flashed, and when she appeared again, she was already outside a cloud of mist.

This is the Xuanqing Sect's protective sect restriction.

Ye Chunyang pointed his finger, and the clouds in the sky rolled and rolled, as if the whole world was shaking with his finger.

The Xuanqing Sect's protective sect formation fluctuated instantly, and extremely sharp swords of light shot out from it, but they had no effect on him and easily disintegrated into nothingness.

Yun Mulan was dumbfounded.

The Xuanqing Sect's protective sect formation has been passed down to this day, and it has been improved countless times. The power is enough to strangle a Yuanying stage cultivator. Ordinary people will die if they get close to ten feet, let alone break in.

Ye Chunyang took her with him, but it seemed as if he was in an empty place.

At this time, many elders and disciples in various places in the Xuanqing Sect looked up at the fluctuating protective sect restriction with panic expressions.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Disciples, listen to my order, immediately form a formation and kill the newcomers!"

"..."

Commands were shouted one after another, and the disciples on the island each held a formation flag and flew towards the clouds in the air.

At the same time, the elders pinched their fingers, chanted spells, and sacrificed flying swords and magic weapons.

But a scene that shocked them appeared.

Before the newcomer appeared, the great formation that they were proud of turned into broken light and annihilated.

The disciples flying in the air fell down one after another like birds with broken wings.

The elders looked horrified.

"Quickly notify the great elder Qing Zhi!"

A short and fat old man spoke solemnly.

Several masters in the late Jindan stage beside him also changed their expressions.

The identity of the newcomer was unknown, but he easily destroyed their sect protection ban. This was definitely not an ordinary person.

Could it be that some extraordinary master appeared in this Tianxing Sea?

The more they thought about it, the colder they felt. Such a person could only be dealt with by the great elder in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. They turned around and flew to the place where the latter was in seclusion.

At this moment, in a hall standing on the top of the cloud in the sect, there was a roar, and a shocking rainbow flew towards it like an arrow from a bow.

The light of escape dissipated, and a thin old man in a green robe appeared on the scene.

When the elders saw this person, they were shocked and bowed: "Greetings, great elder."

The old man in the green robe had a cold breath, stepped on a cloud, and had a deep and long look.

It was the great elder of Xuanqing Sect, Qing Zhi.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist? Why do you provoke my Xuanqing Sect and destroy my mountain gate?"

Qing Zhi put his hands behind his back and looked at the turbulent protective formation of the sect. His face was as calm as water, and he had the demeanor of a master.

"You dare to call me your peer? Don't you think too highly of yourself?"

No one was seen in the air, but a faint chuckle came.

"What a big tone!"

"The elder is a cultivator in the middle stage of Yuanying, but he is not qualified to be his peer. Does he think he is a cultivator of the spirit transformation?"

"..."

The elders sneered and cursed.

Qing Zhi frowned, and casually performed a spell, and a green sword about a foot long appeared in his palm.

The spiritual pressure of this sword was amazing. As soon as it appeared, it caused the surrounding heaven and earth energy to boil. A single sword energy could strangle a late Jindan master.

Qing Zhi offered the sword, but did not release it. Instead, it was suspended in the air, and he said lightly: "Daoyou, I don't know why you come here to cause trouble, but if you surrender, I may spare your life. If you resist stubbornly, I will have to take your life myself."

Since the establishment of Xuanqing Sect, no one has dared to come and provoke in this way, but with Qing Zhi's cultivation, no one in the Tianxing Sea can defeat him. No matter who comes, he doesn't take it seriously.

"Really? Let me see how you want to take my life?"

The voice in the air sneered again.

Qing Zhi's face sank.

"Daoyou is so stubborn, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

Before he finished speaking, the green sword rose in the wind, and within a radius of 100 feet, the vitality of heaven and earth was mobilized, merged into the sword, and cut through the sky.

Everyone saw a streak of green light flashing into the clouds, as if half of the sky was torn open, revealing a green gap, and slashed fiercely towards the place where the voice came from.

"The power of the elder's sword has probably reached the realm of killing immortals and destroying gods. No cultivator in the Tianxing Sea can match it."

"It may not be just in the Tianxing Sea. I'm afraid there are not many people in the human world who can be as powerful as the elder."

"This person dares to provoke our sect, and he must be destroyed by the elder's sword."

"..."

This sword shocked everyone.

Qing Zhi spans the sky and the sea of ​​stars, and has not made a move for hundreds of years. He has been in seclusion and concentrated on understanding the realm. Now his cultivation has reached a higher level. From the majesty of the sword, it can be seen that he is not far from the late Nascent Soul stage.

At that time, it must be an existence that stands tall in the human world.

This extremely arrogant monk dared to challenge his majesty, which was really overestimating his capabilities.

But soon, the expressions of the elders froze.

A giant hand suddenly appeared in the clouds and mist, and lightly grabbed Qingzhi's flying sword.

No sound was heard, and the flying sword suddenly trembled and exploded into broken light.

"What?"

Qingzhi was shocked.

His flying sword is a high-level spiritual treasure. It is powerful enough to cut mountains and split the ground, and it is easy to kill a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Who on earth was the other party who actually destroyed his magic weapon with one strike.

The elders and disciples of the Xuanqing Sect looked even more unbelievable.

But before they could react, a terrifying amount of spiritual pressure suddenly fell from the sky. Everyone seemed to be suffocated and couldn't lift their heads.

Qingzhi turned pale in shock and hurriedly used his skills to resist, when two figures appeared in front of him.

A young man and a girl.

The young man's face was expressionless, but the girl's mouth was wide open, and her eyes could not hide the horror.

Qingzhi looked at the young man in front of him. He looked ordinary, but his aura was so strong that it made people tremble.

"Who are you, Your Excellency? Even if you are a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, you are not someone you can mess with in our Xuanqing Sect!"

Qingzhi had not seen a person with such a terrifying aura for many years, and he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

However, Xuanqing Sect has strong strength behind it and is not afraid of the other party.

"Later stage of Nascent Soul?"

Ye Chunyang smiled.

He looked at Qingzhi indifferently, as if looking at an insignificant ant, "It seems you haven't recognized who I am yet."

"you?"

Qingzhi looked confused.

"But from your tone, my guess is not wrong. Your Xuanqing Sect has some relationship with Wuji Palace, right?" Ye Chunyang stood with his hands behind his back and asked the question without answering.

Qingzhi's expression changed: "You know Wuji Palace!"

Ye Chunyang stared at him for a while, and after a long time he said lightly, "Today I only kill Qingzhi, and anyone who has nothing to do with it will leave immediately."

Many elders and disciples changed their colors in shock.

If they had not felt the pressure of this person before, maybe they would only regard it as a joke, but now that the entire sect can be suppressed with just breath, no one dares to doubt the truth of this statement.

Everyone looked at Qingzhi and then at the strange monk, feeling frightened in their hearts.

After looking at each other for a while, they suddenly dispersed, and each of them turned into a stream of light and flew out of the mountain gate.

The huge Xuanqing Sect was suddenly empty.

Qingzhi could no longer maintain his composure. This person was obviously coming for him, but when he thought about it carefully, he found that he had never seen him before.

"You can leave the green mountains without worrying about having no firewood. I am afraid that only the masters of the Wuji Palace can deal with this person's magical power. I will spread the news and find reinforcements to avenge him in the future!"

Qingzhi thought gloomily and suddenly rose into the sky.

But the next moment, Qingzhi became desperate.

As soon as the young man behind him raised his hand, a huge force surged from behind, and the surroundings were like a cage, imprisoning his figure directly.

"You! You are a monk who transforms into gods!"

"This is impossible!"

Feeling the boiling vitality of heaven and earth in the young man's hand, Qingzhi was covered with blood and could no longer calm down.

Only the legendary god-transforming monks can control the vitality of heaven and earth in their hands in a single thought.

He couldn't believe that someone in the world had actually taken this step and reached such a towering state of creation.

"Senior, please show mercy!"

"I have never met the senior before. If the senior wants to know the information about Wuji Palace, the junior will tell the senior without any reservation!"

Qingzhi was trembling physically and mentally.

At this moment, he finally showed his fear.

Facing this legendary figure, he is just an insignificant ant, and the opponent can easily crush him to death with one hand.

However, thinking of Ye Chunyang's previous words, Qingzhi guessed that the other party was most likely coming to Wuji Palace.

Otherwise, how could their Xuanqing Sect provoke such a terrifying existence.

"No need, I will get it from your memory myself about Wuji Palace."

Ye Chunyang said expressionlessly, and then waved.

In Yun Mulan's disbelieving eyes, the great elder of the Xuanqing Sect who spanned the Starry Sea looked like a small insect being held in Ye Chunyang's hands.

He was begging for mercy, but suddenly he felt a huge spiritual force entering his mind, tyrannically plundering his memory.

Qingzhi screamed in horror, but his voice soon stopped and his body became stiff and fell to the ground.

In Ye Chunyang's state of becoming a god, he didn't even have a chance to escape through his Nascent Soul body, and his soul was wiped out on the spot.

However, after exploring Qingzhi's memory, Ye Chunyang frowned slightly.