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Chapter 545: Evil Becomes Righteous
Martial God Pavilion.

"Shhhh~~~"

One after another figures flew into the mansion. They were all Grade A and Grade B paper figures released by Ning Daoran.

However, not long after a group of paper figures stepped into the mansion, a powerful formation wave suddenly appeared, followed by a large formation rising up. The opponent was already prepared, and it was still the fourth-order lower-grade Ice and Fire Xuantian Formation!
"How dare you attack the Martial God Pavilion? You are courting death!"

Jing Long shouted loudly, then flew up into the air from the hall with a flick of his sleeves, with wisps of flaming magic power surrounding him, and headed straight for a group of paper figures. At the same time, with a low roar, the huge figure of Nan Shigui appeared behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Jing."

Not far away, on the east side of the Martial God Pavilion, the sky was filled with blood and a thick ghost aura spread out. A ghost with a single horn and a hideous face slowly stood up, and above the ghost's head stood the Lord Yama.

"You and I will join forces to kill this Jianjia Sanren and avenge the many cultivators of our Sangyu country who died in vain at his hands in the past!"

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Jing Long's eyes were grim and murderous.

On the periphery, Ning Daoran looked indifferent, and lightly ignited four fourth-level low-grade forbidden-breaking talismans with one hand. With a "swish", a gap opened in the Ice and Fire Xuantian Formation.

Amidst the flashing lightning, Ning Daoran instantly appeared inside the formation. He then slapped his storage bag, and immediately, formation flags and formation plates flew out, and they were set up inside the Ice and Fire Xuantian Formation!

On the outer perimeter is a fourth-order, mid-grade Falling Star Formation, and on the inner perimeter is a Water Cloud Golden Bamboo Sword Formation!
"Om~~~"

As the stars and formations rose up, the Ice and Fire Mysterious Heaven Formation set up by Jing Long suddenly began to vibrate and hum, as if it was wailing.

Formation squeeze!

When the formation reached the fourth level, Ning Daoran had already stood on the top of the mountain. His understanding of the formation was far better than that of ordinary formation masters, and he even figured out the method of formation compression from the inheritance of the Falling Star Formation.

In fact, it is roughly the same as the principle of formation superposition. Once two formations with completely different soul imprints of the enemy and me are superimposed together, formation squeezing will occur, and the final result of the squeezing is naturally that the formation with stronger power wins!

Jing Long's Ice and Fire Mysterious Heaven Formation is indeed powerful, but it is only a lower-grade fourth-order formation after all. Ning Daoran's Falling Star Formation is a super killing formation that has been lost for thousands of years. It is also a T0-level existence among the fourth-order mid-grade formations. The result of the two formations squeezing each other can naturally be imagined.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the Ice and Fire Xuantian Formation on the periphery collapsed, and all the formation plates buried deep underground were shattered, leaving no one alive!

"not good!"

Yan Luo Zhenjun was horrified: "I have heard that Jian Jia Sanren is a fourth-level formation master, but I didn't expect that the legend is actually true. This person's formation..."

"Don't panic!"

Jing Long flicked his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "With my strength and the help of fellow Daoist Yan Luo, and the help of ghosts and the Southern Stone Turtle, we will do whatever it takes to kill Jianjia Sanren first, and don't worry about others!"

"it is good!"

Lord Yama nodded.

"Ho~~~"

Not far away, the towering ghost raised a blood-red hand as huge as a mountain and crushed it heavily towards Ning Daoran.

The Southern Stone Turtle roared, its body covered with green rune light, and it rushed forward like a mountain.

In the air, the two great cultivators, Jing Long and Yan Luo Zhenjun, each used the power of their Nascent Soul to transform. Their bodies became extremely huge, and they attacked Ning Daoran from two directions!

For a moment, there were series of violent earthquakes in the city!
Even those cultivators who had not yet left Dongming City looked up, and saw countless Dharma images in the Martial God Pavilion, and giant figures were launching attacks. But the one who had caused all these people to mobilize so many troops... was actually just a young cultivator in a green shirt, who looked like a teenager!

"No! Isn't Hunzhou Martial God Lu Yunzhou already dead? Even the Martial God Pavilion and the Beast Taming Sect have been occupied by Qiyun Tower. Why are there still cultivators who dare to challenge the two evil gods Jing Long and Yan Luo Zhenjun!"

"That's right. Who is that person? How dare he be so brave?"

"There are only a few Nascent Souls in Hunzhou. Lu Yunzhou has died in the battle, and it is said that Huo Yuan Zhenjun has also escaped. Who is this person?"

“No matter who this person is, he is just an early Nascent Soul, yet he dares to challenge the two Nascent Soul ancestors, the Qiyun Tower Patriarch and the Yanluo Sect Patriarch. He is simply too bold and is courting his own death!”

"Wow, the Martial God Pavilion is so lively today..."

……

While everyone was talking, Ning Daoran flew into the air, raised his hand and grasped the Big Green Dragon tightly with a "snap", and then released various magic treasures, including the Autumn Water Sword, the Blood-Drinking Sword, the Thunder Sword, the Evil Dragon Fang and so on.

"Old Deer, hold back Old Jinglong! Xiaobai, Xiaoheizi, Ning Xiaogui, the three of you hold back the Southern Stone Turtle!"

"Yoyo~~"

The big stupid deer let out a deer cry, and a holy light emanated from its body. Its glittering antlers became extremely crystal clear and dazzling. It spread out its four hooves, and with terrifying spiritual pressure, it crashed directly into the Nascent Soul form of Jinglong in mid-air.

"Beast!"

Jing Long shouted loudly, and the huge Yuanying Dharma Image sank its legs, opened its left and right hands, and grabbed one of the antlers of the big stupid deer on each side, actually making a wrestling posture.

However, the big stupid deer's physical strength and magic power were quite abnormal. After the collision, Jing Long slid backwards repeatedly and was unable to get rid of the force of the big stupid deer in one go.

"Ho~~~"

In the starlight, a huge monster was parading in the city, its dark scales exuding a thick aura of chaos, and its pair of sinister eyes stared sinisterly at the Southern Stone Turtle not far away. Suddenly, it attacked, and its body shot out, and in one go, it used its long body to tightly bind the Southern Stone Turtle's shell!
Xiaobai flew into the air, and behind him appeared the image of a white sheep. He waved the Snow Soul Sword in his hand, and "Shua, shua, shua" three consecutive sword strikes landed on the tortoise shell of the Southern Stone Turtle, chopping it so hard that it dared not even stick its head out. "Ah!"

Ning Xiaogui transformed into his huge true form and slammed hard into the Nanshi Turtle's head, resulting in a confrontation between the two giant turtles.

As a result, the Southern Stone Turtle was restrained by the three late Jindan spirit beasts and was unable to free up hands to help in a short period of time.

"quick!"

Lord Yan Luo was anxious, and waved his sleeves and said, "All disciples of Yan Luo Sect and Qiyun Tower, listen to my order, fight them out!"

"Yes, ancestor!"

The figures of many monks turned into streams of light and came rushing towards them.

On Ning Daoran's side, one A-grade paper men and B-grade paper men appeared one after another. The cultivation of all the paper men was above the middle stage of the Golden Core. Naturally, they were no match for the other party and rushed forward directly. The two sides fell into a chaotic battle.

The sky was filled with morning stars, and at this moment the Falling Star Formation officially began its attack. Wisps of starlight fell, indiscriminately killing the monks of Qiyun Tower and Yanluo Sect. Suddenly, screams rang out one after another.

As for Ning Daoran, whether it is Dabenlu, Xiaobai and others, or the paper people, they all have Ning Daoran's magic mark, and the Falling Star Formation's enemy identification ability can perfectly avoid them!

……

"It's our turn!"

Ning Daoran soared into the air, and with a "swish" sound, two Nascent Soul incarnations appeared behind him.

One is the Primordial Infant of Chaos, which transforms into a golden Ning Daoran with the aura of chaos all over his body. The other is the Dragon Demon Martial Infant, which transforms into a bloody Ning Daoran with horns on his head, dragon scales on his body, majestic blood, and strong muscles.

"you……"

Lord Yama’s eyes were about to pop out.

In fact, at the moment Ning Daoran gave the order to attack, Yan Luo Zhenjun was already annoyed. Old Jinglong, why did you have to pick on this evil god when you could pick on anyone else? Could the Lord of Liuhua Island, who was famous in the border battle, be a man who got his fame in vain?
At this moment, the old demon Jianjia was standing in front of him, with two Nascent Soul Dharma images behind him. He was definitely in the Nascent Soul stage, practicing both Dharma and body, and he had two Nascent Souls at the same time. How could he defeat him?
"Friend Yan Luo, I will give you a ride!"

Ning Daoran flicked his sleeves lightly, and suddenly wisps of purple evergreen seeds emerged in the air. In an instant, the evergreen seeds sprouted one after another. Thunder vines containing lightning seemed to suddenly stretch out from the void, attacking from all directions and instantly binding the giant ghost under the feet of Yan Luo Zhenjun.

"Ho~~~"

The ghost roared, and its body was filled with ghost energy, but it was unable to do anything to the hungry thunder vines.

The Thunder Vine was originally a means derived from the fusion of the Five Thunder Divine Curse and the Eternal Evergreen Art. The Five Thunder Divine Curse has a natural effect of suppressing ghosts, not to mention its own magic power and strength are enough to suppress them!
"Ignorance and evil..."

Ning Daoran looked at the giant ghost, his eyes flashing with lightning, and said: "I don't know how many unjustly dead souls you have devoured to achieve your current progress, but staying in the human world like this is not a long-term solution. I will save it now!"

As he spoke, he lightly raised his hand, and immediately the lightning vines that were entangled with the ghost began to sizzle and emit lightning.

"don't want……"

The ghost actually let out a pleading howl.

"Disperse!"

Ning Daoran suddenly retracted his five fingers, and instantly dozens of lightning vines were tightened, and with a "bang" the body of the giant ghost was smashed into pieces, turning it into nothingness!

"you……"

Lord Yama was horrified, his face full of fear.

"Fellow Daoist Jianjia..."

He gritted his teeth and said, "I was also bewitched by the old fellow Jing Long. I hope you will understand and give me another chance to live. If you can show mercy, I will repay you in the future!"

"late."

Ning Daoran looked calm, "Besides, I don't want to kill you for Jing Long. The fact that Daoist Yan Luo is a demon and has transformed into a calamity cultivator is enough to save Daoist."

"What do you mean?"

Lord Yan Luo's face turned pale: "Whether it is the righteous path or the evil path, we are all cultivators in the Eastern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation World. We just take different paths. Do you think I deserve to die just because I am a demon?"

"Yes."

Ning Daoran gently waved the Great Azure Dragon and said in a deep voice: "You are a bunch of rats who think you are the devil and do evil things. You think you can have a clear conscience just because you are the devil. It is only a matter of convenience to eliminate you."

"you……"

Lord Yan Luo roared, "Then who are you? You, Jian Jia San Ren, were in the Mirror Flower Water Moon Secret Realm, and in the border battle... Haven't you killed enough people? Aren't there innocent souls among the dead souls in your hands? If I, Lord Yan Luo, am a demon, aren't you a demon?"

"I didn't say I wasn't a demon."

Ning Daoran looked at the other party seriously, the big blue dragon slowly raised up, and the light of the dragon demon martial infant behind him surged: "Ning is a demon who specializes in killing you demons!"

He just stood there, his green robe fluttering in the wind, two streams of Nascent Soul magic power swirling around him, making his evil look even more righteous.

(End of this chapter)