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    Old Man Qianji frowned and flicked his sleeves. Balls of silver light flew out from it. They condensed and instantly transformed into puppets about a foot tall, wearing silver armor and holding red bows and arrows.  , as many as twelve

    The old man Qianji pinched his hands like wheels, and then raised his arms, dozens of runes shot out, and disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into the bodies of these puppets one after another. With just a flash of light, each puppet came out with  The speed visible to the naked eye increased until it reached the height of an ordinary person, and then suddenly stopped.

    As soon as these puppets were transformed, they immediately pulled the red bows and arrows in their hands. There was a sudden "Puff" sound, and twelve red rainbows rose into the sky. Only one or two flashed before they struck at the bottom of the giant black seal.

    After each rainbow struck it, billowing flames immediately rose up, causing the giant seal to tremble suddenly. The falling force could not help but slow down a bit, and when the twelve red rainbows roared in a burst,  After the loud noise disappeared, the giant seal actually stopped in mid-air.

    Gu Wantong had never expected that Old Man Qianji had such a method. After being slightly startled, he was about to activate the black giant seal again to launch an attack. However, the twelve silver-armored puppets suddenly moved their arms and reversed their direction.  With the sound of "chichi" piercing the air, more than ten red rainbows shot out and shot straight towards Guwantong like lightning.

    Gu Wantong snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, and a black crystal shield flew out from it. With just one turn, it quickly grew to a size of more than ten feet, protecting his entire body behind it.

    The next moment, there was a loud rumbling sound. Twelve red rainbows slammed into the black crystal shield. Fierce flames surged out. The crystal shield immediately began to tremble violently, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.  generally

    Gu Wantong only pinched a little distance in the air with his hand. A burst of light flowed on the surface of the black crystal shield, and it gradually returned to stability. However, this also shocked him. The attacks of these twelve silver-armored puppets were so  It was so powerful that it not only blocked the magic weapon he was proud of, but even the defensive magic weapon almost failed to resist it, and his face couldn't help but become a little more solemn.

    Seeing this, the old man Qianji didn¡¯t stop at all. With a pinch in his hand, he activated a dozen pale white flying swords to strike wildly.

    And the twelve silver-armored puppets seemed to have received orders. They kept pulling the red bows and arrows in their hands, and the densely packed red rainbows shot out, making loud "chichi" sounds, and rushed towards the opposite void to strike wildly.

    Gu Wantong pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the huge black seal crashed down like a dark mountain, while several black dragons roared and flew around, surrounding all the pale white flying swords, and then flew up again.  Under his hand, a black crystal bead rose into the sky. The crystal light flashed, and black light pillars as thick as a thumb shot out from it, striking hard at the light curtain formed by the small cyan umbrella.

    For a while, the two of them were fighting at the same level. The loud "rumbling" sounds continued continuously, and the fight was concentrated in one place.

    In another place in the void, Yang Fan was confronting the old man in Mai and Miao He from a distance.

    The old man in linen glanced briefly at the two people, Qianji Old Man and Gu Wantong, who were fighting fiercely, and couldn't help but frowned, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "Fellow Taoist Miaohe, I will leave this person to you.  "Okay, I'm going to lend a helping hand to my ancient Taoist friend." After that, a light flashed across his body, and he disappeared out of thin air.

    Yang Fan, who had been standing in the void but said nothing, suddenly smiled and said lightly: "Fellow Taoist, it's better not to get involved, otherwise Yang won't mind taking action." He raised his arm, seemingly light and indifferent.  A palm of power shot out from the air

    "Puff!" There was a muffled sound, and golden clouds flashed in the void. A golden palm measuring several feet long came out of it, and with a rumble, it immediately fell towards an uninhabited void.

    The next moment, the ripples in the void suddenly moved, and the old man in sackcloth emerged from it strangely. After looking up at the golden giant hand that fell rapidly, he snorted disdainfully and made a fist with one hand.  The gray light rose up, and then shot straight into the sky above the head without looking.

    With a loud "boom", Jin Cancan's big hand was smashed to pieces, and the old man in Mai also sank and took two steps back slightly.

    "You must be a Southern Barbarian monk, right?" Yang Fan's eyes flashed and he asked with some surprise.

    Since Yang Fan saw the old man in sackcloth, he had roughly guessed that he was from the Southern Barbarians, but he didn't ask about it. Only after the old man took action did he confirm it

    "Yes, I am the Supreme Elder of the Southern Barbarians, 'Xing Feng', but I don't know which sect or sect your friend is a monk from. I am very surprised when I see you, as if I have never heard of you before." The fight just now seemed ordinary.  It was ordinary, but old man Mai already had a rough understanding of Yang Fan's strength, so his expression suddenly became a little more solemn,Gongshoudao

    "If I admit my mistake correctly, you should be fellow Daoist Yang Fan who has just advanced to the Wangyue Sect, right?" Before Yang Fan could speak, Miaohe suddenly smiled sweetly and said softly

    "Fairy Miaohe has a good memory. When we said goodbye to the Demon-Sealing Cave, we never imagined that when we met again, the fairy had already advanced to become a god. It's really gratifying. Congratulations to Yang!" Yang Fan said with his fists in his hands.

    "I should be the one to congratulate you. If it hadn't been for the help of my fellow Taoist, our Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range wouldn't have been able to exist today. However, my fellow Taoist was able to advance from the middle stage of Nascent Soul in only about two hundred years.  When you reach the realm of divine transformation, the speed of your cultivation is really unbelievable." Miaohe nodded slightly, and said with a flash of light in his eyes.

    "Yang also advanced to this level by chance. Compared with fairies, it is indeed nothing to mention!" Yang Fan said with a smile.

    "Yang Fan of Wangyue Sect? Is he the one who just advanced to become a god not long ago?" Xing Feng rolled his eyes and asked Miaohe in surprise.

    ¡°Fellow Daoist Xing, there are only a few cultivators in the Divine Transformation Stage in Tianyuan Continent, so I don¡¯t think I need to introduce you to them any more, right?¡± Miaohe chuckled.

    "Humph, what you said means that you have a close relationship with this kid. Do you want to regret your previous agreement?" Xing Feng snorted angrily.

    "Since we have made an agreement, there is no reason for me to return. I just don't want to meet each other so soon," Miaohe said with a solemn expression.

    "That's good, otherwise if you come back empty-handed, I won't be able to help you!" Xing Feng warned coldly.

    When Miaohe heard this, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but he didn¡¯t say anything else.

    "Fellow Daoist Yang, you have just advanced to become a god. It is best to return to the cave to stabilize for a while. If you still insist on getting ahead, your end today will be unimaginable!" Xing Feng said threateningly.

    "Yang came here today also to help fellow Taoist Qianji. How could you just walk away timidly with just a few words from your Excellency? You can use whatever means you have. Yang will take over if Yang  I'm really not your rival. You don't need to say anything when the time comes. Yang will definitely leave on his own initiative and will never set foot here again in the future." Yang Fan said with a dumb smile.

    "In this case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"  It's a sword picture

    Xing Feng smiled coldly, raised his palm, and threw the sword diagram into the air. He quickly pinched it with one hand. The sword diagram suddenly shone brightly, followed by a blur, and disappeared out of thin air. It was replaced by  The small yellow swords printed on the surface of the sword map swelled in the wind, and each sword became about a foot long. They were so densely packed that they looked like more than a thousand small yellow swords.

    ??

    Yang Fan was slightly shocked when he saw this. This sword diagram is really weird. It can actually transform so many physical flying swords out of thin air. The light is shining, making people look at it from a distance and can't help but be speechless. It gives people a dazzling feeling.

    But immediately, Yang Fan shook his sleeves, and golden swords came out one after another. There were eighty-one swords. They circled around his body and suddenly turned into a golden sword that was more than ten feet tall.  Lotus, wrapped his body in it

    These eighty-one golden swords are the complete set of 'Hunyuan Guizhen Sword' that Yang Fan refined. Before he advanced to the stage of becoming a god, although his divine consciousness was not weak, it was still not enough to complete a set of 'Hunyuan Guizhen Sword'.  The Yuan Gui Zhenjian' is all activated, and now his spiritual consciousness has not only been transformed into divine thoughts, but is also at least several times more powerful than before. In this way, he can naturally do this easily.

    And at the next moment, densely packed yellow swords flew towards them like a violent storm, and the muffled sound of "bang bang" suddenly became loud, and the sword lotus was submerged in it.

    "I really don't know what to say. A monk who has just entered the Transformation God dares to fight with me. Now you fall under the attack of my 'Sword Transformation Diagram'. Even if you can barely save your life, your vitality will definitely be severely damaged!" Xing Feng  Seeing this scene, he laughed sarcastically.

    After waiting for a cup of tea, Xing Feng suddenly pinched it in his hand, and the densely packed yellow swords flew back one after another, and each floated in the void without moving for a moment. It seemed that once there was something inside,  If anything goes wrong, he will launch another fierce attack.

    But when Xing Feng narrowed his eyes and looked across, he couldn't help but be shocked. In the void dozens of feet away from him, Yang Fan was still standing there unharmed, and there were dozens of flowers around him.  The huge golden sword lotus, which is 10 feet tall, is particularly eye-catching. As it rotates rapidly, streams of golden sword energy spurt out from it.??Such a fierce attack just now failed to break through the defense of the golden sword lotus, let alone pose any threat to Yang Fan among them.

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