Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The sudden disappearance of the Lieyang Patriarch caused a commotion among the four major sects.

No one knew where he would be and who he would attack when he appeared again.

With the cultivation of the Lieyang Patriarch at the Saint level, I am afraid that no one could withstand even a finger of his.

Liang Musheng looked nervous and suddenly shouted: "People of the Demon Sect, it is time for you to keep your promise and help us stop the Lieyang Patriarch. If one of us dies now, don't blame us for not keeping our promise!"

Just as he finished speaking, the figure of the Lieyang Patriarch appeared out of thin air beside him.

"Die!"

The Lieyang Patriarch held the Three Lives Treasure Lotus in his left hand and slapped Liang Musheng's head with his right hand.

Seeing that Liang Musheng was about to be slapped to death, suddenly, another hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed the Three Lives Treasure Lotus.

"Who is it?"

The Lieyang Patriarch's face changed drastically. There was actually someone here who dared to snatch something from him?

The hand that was slapping Liang Musheng was immediately retracted, and a fist hit the palm.

Boom!

The two powerful forces belonging to the Saint Realm collided, and suddenly a terrifying power erupted.

Liang Musheng and others around could not resist and were directly knocked out.

Fortunately, the target of the two powerful men was not them, so they were only slightly injured in the aftermath.

As soon as they stopped, everyone immediately looked at the battle.

A pale and thin man appeared next to the old ancestor Lieyang.

At this time, Sansheng Baolian had been shaken away because of the battle between the two.

The two powerful saints chased Sansheng Baolian while fighting each other. Wherever they passed, no cultivator dared to stay and immediately avoided in panic.

At this time, the monk Zhennian stared at the pale man with his eyes, and his face was shocked as if he had seen a ghost.

"Gu... Gu Xingshang? He actually broke through the Saint realm, how is this possible?"

Gu Xingshang is the leader of the Demon Cult.

Although Gu Xingshang was also powerful in the past, he was only a master of Changkong Zhenren's level, and he definitely did not enter the Saint realm.

But now, Gu Xingshang is actually a Saint?

This is like a poor neighbor suddenly becoming rich, which is really unacceptable.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the two fighting figures separated, gathered a hundred feet and stared at each other.

"Haha, Chu Bingkun, I haven't seen you for many years, why are you still the same, without any improvement?"

Gu Xingshang's pale face showed a hint of sarcasm.

"Hmph, what do you think of me? You, a junior, don't need to talk too much."

Ancestor Lieyang looked gloomy: "I didn't expect you to have broken through the Saint Realm, and your strength is catching up with me. With your qualifications, it shouldn't be so fast."

"It seems that you have had a lot of luck in these years. How come the people behind your Demon Sect helped you break through?"

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about that."

Gu Xingshang's eyes were sharp: "Now let's talk about the ownership of the Three Lives Lotus, old man, judging from the current situation, you may not be able to snatch it from me today."

"Really? I really want to see how confident you are to say these words?"

Ancestor Lieyang sneered.

At this time, the people from the four major sects all retreated to a distance, leaving the battlefield to the two sides.

Gu Xingshang glanced at the people of the Demon Cult: "I will hand over the Lieyang Patriarch to me later. You go and grab the Three Lives Lotus. As long as we can get the artifact, we will be able to fight against the Lieyang Royal Family in the future."

"Don't worry, Master. Now that the four major sects are no longer interfering, there is only one Three Lives Zen Temple, which can't stop us at all. This time, the magic weapon is determined by the Demon Cult."

The demon leader Li Wushui said confidently.

"Very good, everyone, this battle, my Demon Cult will never be the same again."

After Gu Xingshang finished speaking, he suddenly moved and shot directly at the Lieyang Patriarch.

"Old thing, let me see today whether you are the number one master in the Southern Region of Immortal Cultivation, are you worthy of the title?"

As he spoke, a butterfly appeared in Gu Xingshang's hand.

It was not a real butterfly, but a powerful magic weapon.

"In the summer, hundreds of flowers bloom, and butterflies dance to make people sad. Sacrifice!"

With a light shout, countless flower shadows suddenly bloomed between heaven and earth.

The butterfly in Gu Xingshang's hand flew out, fluttering in the shadow of the flowers like a peerless beauty, exuding a heartbreaking breath.

At this moment, everyone seemed to see a scroll, in which was a sad love story.

A good girl fell in love with a scholar who was taking an exam, and despite her parents' opposition, she secretly married the scholar. Before the scholar left, he also swore to the sky that he would come back to marry the girl.

But for three years and three years, the girl had been waiting, almost becoming a husband-waiting stone at the entrance of the village.

But she never expected that when she waited for news from the scholar one day, she found out that the scholar had already won the first place in the imperial examination, but married the daughter of the prime minister.

The woman was heartbroken and went to Beijing to question the scholar, but was beaten to death by the other party with sticks, and died with her eyes open.

This is a clichéd story, but under the influence of the power of the butterfly magic weapon, everyone felt a deep sadness from the bottom of their hearts.

Everyone felt that they seemed to be that miserable woman.

Sadness permeated the world, and then all emotions, under the guidance of the butterfly magic weapon, attacked the old ancestor Lieyang.

It turned out that the function of this butterfly magic weapon was to mobilize the seven emotions and six desires of all living beings to attack the enemy.

At this moment, even with the cultivation of the old ancestor Lieyang at the saint level, he was unable to resist the invasion of sadness.

The mood of the old ancestor Lieyang was visibly depressed.

There was even a trace of sadness like a little girl on his old face, as if he had really become the woman in the story.

Monk Zhennian and others were extremely shocked when they saw this.

Even the old ancestor Lieyang could not resist the attack of this magic weapon?

Fortunately, Gu Xingshang's target was not them, otherwise they might have committed suicide under the influence of sadness.

At this moment, a pleasant bell sounded suddenly, and the old ancestor Lieyang woke up suddenly.

When he thought of himself acting like a little girl just now, his old face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Gu Xingshang, you dare to humiliate me, today I will fight you to the death, watch my Soul-Calming Order!"

He roared angrily, and a bell suddenly flew out of his arms and floated in the air.

The bell moved without wind, emitting bursts of soul-calming bell sounds, and the emotions of everyone affected by the butterfly magic weapon were instantly suppressed.

"Gu Xingshang, give me your life!"

The next moment, the old ancestor Lieyang rushed forward and started a fierce battle with Gu Xingshang.

On this side, the people of the Demon Cult took the opportunity to attack. Some people blocked the masters of Sansheng Zen Temple, and the other part rushed directly to Sansheng Baolian.

It seemed that the artifact was really going to fall into the hands of the Demon Cult.

But at this moment, no one noticed that the waves on the sea surface suddenly moved slightly, and the space in the deep sea seemed to have a crack.

And through the crack, a mysterious space could be vaguely seen.

In the space, a decayed giant stood upright.