I dream of immortality in Taixu Sect

Sky-breaking Slash!

Buddha's Wrathful Vajra!

Mo He and Monk Yuantong joined forces.

Both of them were cultivators at the fifth level of the Soul Condensation Realm. Although the Black Sun Sect cultivator tried his best to dodge, he was killed in three breaths.

"Monk, let's go!" Mo He said with a grim expression.

The fireworks just now must have attracted the attention of the people from the surrounding Demon Sect, so they had to leave immediately.

"Master Yuantong finally helped me find you." The person who came was Fang Wuque, the leader of the Black Yang Sect.

Fang Wuque happened to be not far away, and was the first to arrive at the temple, just in time to block the way of Mo He and Monk Yuantong.

Yuantong said solemnly: "Donor Mo, be careful, he is Fang Wuque, the leader of the Black Sun Sect this time."

Fang Wuque said coldly: "Hand over the Resentful Demon Pearl, and I can leave your bodies intact."

Mystical power: Heavenly Sword suppresses the river!

Supernatural power: Infinite Buddha Palm!

Mo He and Monk Yuantong knew that it was pointless to talk any more with Fang Wuque, so they took the initiative to attack.

Fang Wuque's face was solemn, and he cast a spell with all his strength to summon black flames to fill the sky.

Although Fang Wuque is a master of the seventh level of Yunshen, his aptitude is average and he does not have any supernatural powers.

For a moment, I was slightly at a disadvantage.

Fang Wuque cursed in his heart: "Damn it, why are the others so slow to come? I'm afraid I can't defeat these two monsters alone.

Within four breaths, Fang Wuque's body was covered with wounds.

At this moment, Fang Wuque made up his mind that if he didn't see anyone in three breaths, he would retreat first.

Although the Demonic Pearl is important, your own life is more important.

Suddenly Fang Wuque felt someone outside the temple approaching quickly.

He laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, Monk Yuantong, don't resist. Our disciples from the Demon Sect are already rushing over here. You can't escape."

Before he could feel proud of himself, people outside the temple broke in.

The flames are burning the sky!

A punch hit him on the back.

The person who came was Meng Bai.

After seeing the fireworks, Meng Bai used the Moon Shadow Step at full speed and arrived first before the other disciples of the Demon Sect.

With one punch, flames spread all over his body and Fang Wuque let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Mo He and Monk Yuantong were delighted to see Meng Bai.

"I haven't seen Mr. Meng for a while. I didn't expect that his strength has become so strong." Monk Yuantong exclaimed.

Meng Bai shook his head and said, "It was just a lucky sneak attack. If we confront him head-on, I am no match for him now."

"Let's talk about the past later. The people from the Demon Sect will be here soon. Let's go quickly." Mo He said.

"No, they are already here." Monk Yuantong sighed.

next moment,

Several cultivators from the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Black Sun Sect surrounded the three people.

Among them was Lingjia, the leader of the Demonic Sect.

Ling Jia looked at Fang Wuque, who was lying on the ground, dying, and said, "What a waste!"

Then he turned and stared at Monk Yuantong and said, "Hand over the Resentful Demon Pearl."

Monk Yuantong said angrily: "Even if I die here today, I will never give you the Wrath Demon Pearl."

Ling Jia sneered: "If you don't hand it over, I will kill you and take the Resentment Demon Pearl."

A wave of magical power enveloped the entire temple.

Monk Yuantong's expression changed. He sensed that someone was using a formation specifically targeting storage rings.

The monk smiled bitterly and said, "Donor Mo, Donor Meng is afraid that he will cause trouble for you today."

Mo He drew his sword and said, "That's not right, monk. The people of the Demon Sect are extremely cruel. I, Mo He, have long been fed up with them."

"Today the three of us will fight our way out!"

Meng Bai placed one hand on Mo He's long sword and said, "Don't panic, Fellow Daoist Mo. The reinforcements I called for are almost here."

Before coming to Ao Yue City, Meng Bai knew that even with the strength of his martial arts clone, he would not be able to deal with the people from the Demon Sect who could force the monk into danger.

So he went to Qingyun Sect before coming to Aoyue City.

Ling Jia sneered after hearing this: "No matter what kind of external aid you find, they are nothing but ants in front of me, a Yuan Dan cultivator."

"is it?"

A sense of pressure suddenly enveloped the temple.

Su Beimo appeared in the temple.

Su Beimo looked at Ling Jia and said, "I heard you said that I am an ant?"

Ling Jia said with an unpleasant expression: "Gold...Dan...Da...Xiu!"

Su Beimo snorted coldly: "Devil Sect's people, prepare to die!"

Seeing Su Beimo taking action, Lingjia's face showed madness.

Supernatural power: Dance of the devil!

Su Beimo sneered and said, "Magic power? It's like hitting a rock with an egg!"

Ling Jia's magical power was crushed in an instant.

In front of the Jindan cultivator, the spiritual armor was completely powerless to fight back.

Ling Jia let out a final cry: "No!!"

Su Beimo slapped him with his palm.

The surrounding Demon Sect disciples and spiritual armors died one after another.

This is the difference between Jindan and Yuandan.

Yuandan cultivators are like ants in front of Jindan cultivators.

Meng Bai clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master Su, for your help."

Su Beimo smiled slightly: "The remnants of the Black Sun Sect are the targets of our Qingyun Sect's encirclement and suppression. I am very grateful to you, Meng Xiaoyou, for providing me with information about the remnants of the Black Sun Sect."

"Now that the people of the Demon Sect have been destroyed, I will take my leave first."

Mo He looked at Su Beimo who was leaving and sighed: "Jindan Zhenren, he is really so terrifying!"

When Su Beimo took action just now, Mo He felt weak just by standing aside, as if he would disappear if Su Beimo just pointed at him casually.

Of course this is also true.

Meng Bai smiled and said, "Friend Mo, monk, let's leave Aoyue City first and meet somewhere else."

Monk Yuantong said: "Good!"

Three days later.

The elders of Fahua Temple took Monk Yuantong away.

Mo He is also preparing to return to Jidao Sect.

As for the Demonic Pearl, Monk Yuantong plans to take it back to the Fahua Temple to liberate the souls within the Pearl.

Now that the matter is settled, Meng Bai's martial arts clone is ready to return to the Kingdom of Dayu.

......

One year later.

Dayu State, the capital.

Meng Bai brought Qi Hongwen to the capital.

The martial arts conference was held in the capital of the Dayu Kingdom.

There are still three days before the martial arts conference. At this moment, the country of Dayu is extremely lively and bustling with people. There are pedestrians passing by various stalls on the streets.

Qi Hongwen sighed: "Master, the capital is so prosperous."

Meng Bai smiled and said, "It's natural for a country's capital not to be prosperous. Let's go to the inn first."

Meng Bai brought Qi Hongwen out this time, also wanting him to meet the masters from various schools.

For the contestants of the martial arts conference, the Dayu Kingdom arranged a special inn.

Inside the inn, Meng Bai met Governor Zhang Yun again.

Zhang Yun said solemnly, "Master Meng, long time no see."

"Now that you are here, all the participating warriors from our Daze Province are here."

"I have booked a private room at the inn this evening. Master Meng will be there at that time. All the participating warriors from Daze Province will be there so that everyone can get to know each other."

Meng Bai nodded slightly. "Okay."

At the hour of You, Meng Bai came into the box.

After about an incense stick of time, everyone had arrived.

Zhang Yun's solemn face rarely showed a smile: "Everyone, I invite you all to gather together today so that you can get to know each other."