Transmigrated into a vicious stepmother, relying on raising a child to defeat the immortal world

If Ziying and Elder Leng were both close combat, fighting each other face to face, then she and the Holy Buddha of Questioning the Heart were fighting each other with magic weapons and secret techniques.

"Oh!"

"Boom!!!"

Inside the arena, the magic weapon emitted brilliant light, accompanied by bursts of Buddhist chants and golden lotus blossoms.

But behind the ultimate beauty lies a cold murderous intent.

Despite the isolation of the magic circle, people outside the field could still feel the powerful energy generated by the collision between magic weapons and spiritual power.

The earth is shaking!

Yun Xiangwan was dazzled by what he saw, so he simply closed his eyes and used only his spiritual sense to see.

The battle between Ziying and the Holy Buddha of Questioning the Heart has entered a white-hot state. Although the former is in a passive state, the latter has been unable to find a breakthrough point and give her a fatal blow.

With the example of Elder Leng as a precedent, Saint Buddha Wenxin did not attack without reservation. He left himself a little room.

He was waiting for Ziying to reveal her flaw.

But Ziying is like the grass in the storm. No matter which direction the wind blows, it sways with the wind but remains as tenacious as ever.

When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong. I have become more cautious in my conscience.

The golden prayer flags surrounding his body were actually a top-grade magic weapon of heavenly rank, with the dual functions of amplification and defense.

With his blessing, the cultivation of the high-level Nascent Soul of the Holy Buddha Wenxin was further improved and even reached the peak of perfection!

He summoned his own magical weapon, a golden staff with three rings hanging on it.

Ziying wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth silently, her eyes filled with cold white mist.

After her two magic weapons were destroyed by the Holy Buddha, she was left with only her natal spirit sword.

Compared to the golden and magnificent Saint Buddha who looks like a nouveau riche, Fairy Ziying is really pitifully plain.

Her body was even submerged in the golden light.

"Whoa, whoa..."

Yun Xiangwan wiped away the non-existent tears. "My poor senior sister Lian, she doesn't even have a few decent magic weapons. That Holy Buddha is just bullying."

Her sudden howl immediately attracted the attention of everyone outside the venue.

"What are you looking at? You bully my Tianxuan Sect today, aren't you just trying to take over my place? I tell you, even if my sister is defeated, so what? As long as we are still here, the Tianxuan Sect will be here!"

"The spirit of our Tianxuan Sect that never gives up will last forever! It will be immortal!"

"Yes! Junior Master, you are right! Even if we lose this ancestral land, so what? As long as the disciples of Tianxuan Sect are there, Tianxuan Sect is there! We will definitely be able to make a comeback!"

Zhao Yucheng was deeply moved by Yun Xiangwan's words, and immediately spoke with his fists clenched.

Yun Xiangwan looked at his serious expression and almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She had no choice but to bite the tip of her tongue hard. The pain caused her to burst into tears.

In this way, she expressed her true feelings even more.

"Ms. Yun, I have discussed with you before and asked you to bring your children to my Xianjian Sect. The cultivation resources that my Xianjian Sect can provide for children will definitely be far superior to those of Tianxuan Sect."

Lou Yue spoke with a amiable smile on his face.

When Yun Xiangwan heard this, it was as if she had found a life-saving straw.

"Elder Lou, can you really put aside the past and take me in..."

She had said half of her words when she realized something was wrong, so she swallowed the rest of her words in embarrassment amid the contemptuous looks of the crowd.

"Uncle Junior, you..."

Zhao Yucheng was devastated.

Junior Master was just making bold statements, how come he wants to join the Immortal Sword Sect in the blink of an eye?

But thinking again, he began to understand those four talented junior brothers and sisters.

Forget it, he just needs to stay with his master and live and die with the Tianxuan Sect.

As for Junior Master and the others, they should have gone to a wider place.

When Lou Yue saw that Yun Xiangwan was wavering, he immediately expressed his position.

"Of course."

"Miss Yun, the Immortal Sword Sect is full of talented people, you don't have to go all of them. Send that little girl to my Hehuan Sect, I can recommend her to be the Saint of the Hehuan Sect, and she will enjoy supreme honor."

The woman in pink leaned in Pei Yu's arms and threw a coquettish glance at Yun Xiangwan.

No, I declined.

"Elder Lou, do you keep your word?"

Yun Xiangwan looked at Lou Yue eagerly.

Seeing this, Yun Miaomiao on the side suddenly became a little anxious.

How did things suddenly turn out like this?

According to the plan, Ziying was supposed to be defeated, and the Tianxuan Sect was flooded with blood. She and her master took advantage of the chaos to dig for the spiritual stone vein, and then she would find an opportunity to kill Yun Xiangwan.

As for those little bastards, they must not be allowed to stay.

But looking at the master's expression, as long as Yun Xiangwan agreed, he would definitely bring the person back to the Xianjian Sect.

Why?

Why is Master so obsessed with those little bastards?

It seems that I have to consult Lord Tiandao about this matter.

"Of course it counts."

Lou Yue smiled and nodded, very friendly.

Yun Miaomiao took a look at her master's worthless appearance, her nails digging deeply into her flesh.

Okay, it has to be this way, right?

It is not impossible for Yun Xiangwan to go to the Xianjian Sect.

Now, the male protagonist has a good impression of her. Wouldn’t it be easy for her to use his position in the Tianxuan Sect to kill Yun Xiangwan?

Therefore, she couldn't lose her composure now, in case her master noticed something.

"That's so kind of you, Elder Lou. I would like to thank you in advance."

Yun Xiangwan smiled with her peach blossom eyes curved, and she remained calm despite everyone's ridicule.

"Uncle Junior Master, how could you do this? We trusted you so much!"

Bai Zhen was so angry that if Zhao Yucheng hadn't pulled her back, she would have wanted to come over and punch Yun Xiangwan a few times.

Shi Jing and An Lan were the same. Their eyes looking at Yun Xiangwan were filled with disappointment and anger.

In short, Yun Xiangwan has now become a traitor of the Tianxuan Sect.

"what!"

At this moment, the screams of the Holy Buddha of Questioning Heart were suddenly heard in the field.

Immediately afterwards, he fell to the ground with a loud bang, creating a big hole in the ground!

"Zi...Ying, you, you are pretending..."

Before the Holy Buddha could finish his words, his mouth was blocked by a flying icicle, which also knocked out his two front teeth, and then he lost consciousness.

"what?!"

Lou Yue outside the field could no longer maintain his composure. He stood up suddenly, his eyes like lightning, staring at Ziying in the field.

The grand elder of Guiyuan Sect immediately turned his attention to Yun Xiangwan.

At this time, Lou Yue also came back to his senses.

"Miss Yun, you acted really well."

Diverting everyone's attention, Ziying then seized the opportunity and defeated the Holy Buddha of Questioning the Heart by some unknown means.

In this way, the remaining Miaoyin Sect and Hehuan Sect would not be able to obtain key information from the previous battle.

This means that the previous two games were fought in vain!

And before anyone knew it, the two strongest fighters from the lower four sects had fallen!

They fell into a trap!

"Elder Lou, what are you talking about?"

Yun Xiangwan looked innocent.

In the field, Ziying rolled out the unconscious Saint Buddha and Elder Leng who was recovering from his injuries, and returned them to their disciples.

Then he pointed the sword at the woman in pink again.

"Come and fight."

The woman in pink stood up gracefully, then turned into a stream of light and flew into the formation.

"Fairy Ziying, let me have a taste of your skills."

"Humph!"

Ziying snorted coldly, then summoned thousands of ice spikes, which shot towards the woman in pink with a whoosh.

"Oh, Fairy Ziying, you are too cruel! You almost scratched my face!"

The body of the girl in pink appeared and disappeared with the escaping pink smoke. The thousands of ice spikes did not hurt her at all.

Soon, she disappeared completely.

Ziying could feel her breath, on the left! No, on the right, that's not right, it seemed to be in all directions.

Suddenly, she felt a fragrant breeze coming from her back. Ziying blocked it with her sword, and the snake bone whip that was sweeping towards her was immediately bounced back.

The force was so strong that the pink-dressed girl's palm became numb.

Then she chuckled.

"Hehehe... Fairy Ziying, you have deceived everyone so badly."

Her charming and sweet voice floated around, and the pink mist could also weaken Ziying's spiritual perception.

This is...the field!

Outside the field, Pei Yu looked at the magical powers displayed by the pink-clad woman with pride.

"No matter how many conspiracies and tricks you have, they will all be defeated in front of my master's domain."

Having said that, Pei Yu turned to look at Yun Xiangwan and spoke almsgivingly.

"I'm giving you one last chance now. Follow my master's suggestion and give us the little girl. She's not your biological daughter anyway..."

As Pei Yu was talking, he suddenly found that the spiritual power in his body had stopped moving, as if he had been frozen. But if he was frozen, he didn't feel the slightest bit of coldness, but rather warmth and affinity, as if he was back in his mother's arms.

But the fear of losing control still swept over him.

He looked up in horror and saw Yun Xiangwan's pupils glowing with a faint purple light.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy in his body produced countless sharp spikes, which pierced his meridians and Dantian spiritual palace in an instant!