Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

His voice was like thunder, even causing lightning to flash wildly in the void, making people's ears go numb.

Jiang Han saw the image of Zi Ji Lei Lin reflected in his eyes, and a thought arose in his mind. He nodded and replied, "That's right."

Speaking of which, that sword that lost its core happened to be the soul of a lightning-attribute mythical beast.

The Purple Thunder Scale is a descendant of a renowned True Spirit from the Upper Realm, and its rank is definitely high enough. If its primordial spirit could be extracted and sealed into that sword, it should be enough to restore it to its complete state.

If it's really possible, then it's a flying sword that's probably a priceless treasure, which would definitely greatly enhance his strength!

Jun Linyuan chuckled: "Seeing that I have come to capture you in person, you still haven't run away. You do have some guts."

He spoke lightly, but his eyes remained filled with lingering surprise.

Anyone who wasn't blind could have seen that terrifying, boundless disc. It's simply unbelievable and astonishing that this child possesses such a celestial phenomenon.

Even if it weren't for that lightning spirit root, just based on this heaven-defying talent alone, this kid has to join the Myriad Spirits Imperial Dao Sect!

"Insanity!"

Meng Qinghong let out a low shout, raised his sword and slashed. A sword light of ten thousand feet rose from the ground, flashed across dozens of miles, and instantly appeared in front of his opponent, bringing down the sword with the power to freeze and shatter everything.

"Since Xuan Moyu refuses to come out, then you may stay here today!"

He shouted loudly, then yelled at Gu Chenyin:

"Since Fellow Daoist Gu says he's here to help, then join me in taking down this person. Otherwise, leave immediately, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

As he spoke, he made a hand seal and pointed, and a blue light flashed in the void, following closely behind the sword light and rushing forward.

The sword light was extremely fast, but it was shattered by the Purple Thunder Scale's claw. In the flash of lightning, the Thunder Scale was knocked back by the force of the blow.

Immediately afterwards, Jun Linyuan looked up and saw a blue flying sword suddenly rushing in front of him, its momentum as swift as a startled swan, tearing through space along its path, determined to wound him with a single strike.

Not daring to be negligent, he raised his hand and threw out a small, blood-red axe, engaging in a fierce battle with the flying sword.

Gu Chenyin sighed softly, "If that's the case, then I'm afraid Fellow Daoist Jun will have to step aside for now."

With a thought, a stream of light flew out from his waist.

The surrounding void surged and turbulent once more. The stream of light transformed into a ten-foot-tall emerald green puppet monkey, which appeared in a flash above the head of the Purple Thunder Scale. Its fists were as hard as mountains, and it smashed down fiercely.

The surrounding lightning was shattered by his fists. The Purple Thunder Kirin transformed into lightning and instantly unleashed countless purple divine lightning bolts. The void around him turned into a lightning domain, condensing hundreds of lightning kirins that charged towards the puppet monkey.

But the puppet monkey ignored the thunderous bombardment, rampaging and smashing the thunderous unicorns to pieces, then flashed down on the unicorns' heads and continued to hammer them.

The Qilin was shocked and quickly transformed into lightning to dodge and control the lightning to fight back. The puppet monkey ignored the lightning and did not dodge or avoid it, but just kept hitting its head.

The two sides chased each other, neither able to gain the upper hand, and for a time they were evenly matched.

Not far away, Jun Linyuan's body shone with a purplish-red light, and he had somehow acquired a small blood-red axe, which he used to fight against Meng Qinghong's blue flying sword.

Although he was slightly at a disadvantage in a one-on-two situation, his breathing was steady, and he was clearly not going to be defeated in a short time.

"Fellow Daoist Meng, your Frost Soul Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation. You can fight me to a standstill just by relying on the sword spirit alone. But why don't you dare to go all out to suppress me? Are you afraid that Jiang Han will be ambushed?"

Jun Linyuan continued to provoke them as he made his move:

"What are you afraid of? With Fellow Daoist Xing guarding him, are you worried that Jiang Han will get into trouble? Don't you even trust Fellow Daoist Xing?"

"Or are you afraid that Fellow Daoist Gu will go back on his word and secretly harm Jiang Han?"

Meng Qinghong remained unfazed: "Even on the verge of death, you still try to sow discord. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

As they spoke, the flying sword's attack suddenly became more rapid, and each strike stirred up waves of air.

Then, he raised his hand again and pointed, and another white sword light flew out of the void.

The flying sword was icy cold, and as soon as it appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped again, even forming countless solid ice crystals.

Then the sword split into nine sword shadows, which faintly formed a cage-like ice array. Wherever it passed, ice crackled and formed, heading towards Jun Linyuan to kill him.

"Xuanming Prison Suppressing Sword, Meng Qinghong, you really think highly of me to use both swords at the same time!"

Jun Linyuan seemed extremely wary of this flying sword. Upon seeing it appear, he immediately scattered and fled in all directions, no longer daring to fight on the spot. At the same time, he shouted:

"Brother Xuan, the Prison Suppressing Sword has been drawn. It's your turn to make your move and kill Meng Qinghong today!"

With a roar that shook the heavens, the Purple Thunder Scale roared wildly in perfect unison, and the ten-thousand-foot-wide thunder prison suddenly spread out, instantly covering an area of ​​a hundred miles. The Thunder Scale transformed into lightning and instantly appeared in front of Meng Qinghong, its eyes flashing with killing intent.

At the same time, a dark shadow slowly emerged from the void a hundred feet behind Meng Qinghong, silently drifting towards him.

"Xuan Moyu, you've finally come out!"

Meng Qinghong had anticipated this. With another flash of light around him, three more flying swords appeared in succession. One rushed towards the Purple Thunder Scale, while the other two rushed towards the black shadow.

At the same time, Jiang Han heard Meng Qinghong's loud shout in his mind:

"Let's get out of here quickly. The rest of us will hold each other off, and no one can interfere. Today, it's all up to you to break through the encirclement. Don't hesitate, run!"

Before the echo had faded, the surrounding starlight suddenly brightened, transforming into a star map that enveloped Jun Linyuan and Xuan Moyu.

It was Xing Xuanzhi who made the move.

As the four deadly attacks collided simultaneously, a frenzied storm of laws erupted between heaven and earth.

The void trembled incessantly, the four laws exploded with a thunderous roar, the star map was torn apart, the ice prison was destroyed, the black shadow was smashed to reveal its true form, the lightning prison was crushed in half, and the lightning scales flew back.

The four men and one unicorn fought each other, resulting in a draw.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Jiang Han quickly set off with the Star Destroyer Boat.

He moved with incredible speed, flashing past them in a few moments before disappearing from their spiritual senses, startling Jun Linyuan into a cry of alarm.

"What the hell?! How can he run so fast?!"

Although his divine sense was not strong, it still covered a radius of 60,000 li. This kid rushed out more than 30,000 li in just a few moments.

What's all this commotion about!

"It is indeed fast, but just being fast is not enough."

Xuan Moyu was tall and slender, with a cold and aloof face. His pupils were a mix of black and purple, and his temperament was chilling. His voice sounded like it was mixed with ice shards, making it somewhat eerie.

"He has just broken through and is too weak. We only need to use formations to intercept him for a while, and he will have nowhere to escape."

"Well, that's hard to say."

Luo Li munched on a spirit fruit within the star map: "I think you're just wasting your time. How could someone with such great fortune be so easy to capture?"

Jun Linyuan grinned: "Whether it's easy to catch or not, we'll have to try first."

"So, everyone's gone, are we still going to fight?"

He raised his hand and summoned Ziji Leilin, who then withdrew Lei Yu and flashed back behind him. Its large, fierce eyes stared warily at Meng Qinghong, clearly still hurt from the earlier beating.

"Yun Fengzhu is still hiding outside. That kid is cunning and treacherous. Let's not let him steal the credit in the end."