I was expelled at the beginning, and after I became a god, the sect begged for forgiveness

"Boom!~"

The violent explosion caused a huge mushroom cloud to appear in the sky.

Zhang Daoran, who was at the center of the explosion, was blown back and flew out, and the Xuantian Mirror also lost its light at this moment.

Seeing this, Lu Feng immediately retracted the Blood Soul Sword, and then turned into a stream of light and fled in the opposite direction.

Although the Blood Soul Sword was detonated just now, it released the opponent's control, but it also caused the Blood Soul Sword to be severely damaged. Xue Lao fell into a deep sleep and would not be able to use this sword in a short time.

But now is not the time to worry about these things, he must escape from this area quickly.

But Zhang Daoran, as a peak cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm, would not let Lu Feng run away, so he also turned into a colorful glow and chased after him.

Seeing this, many other Jindan elders also chased after him.

While Lu Feng was flying quickly, he released his spiritual sense to sense the situation behind him.

Zhang Daoran's escape speed was twice as fast as his, and it would not take long for the opponent to catch up with him.

"Damn it! What should I do?" Lu Feng was anxious and didn't know how to get rid of the other party.

After a while, Zhang Daoran finally blocked Lu Feng's way, but the other party was a little embarrassed by the self-explosion of the Blood Soul Sword, and lost his original elegant and easy-going appearance.

"Asshole, you dare to attack this sect master, then you will die!"

Zhang Daoran's eyes burst into murderous intent, and the Xuantian Mirror directly turned into a thousand feet in size, spinning and smashing towards Lu Feng.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Lu Feng naturally couldn't block it, and there was no way to avoid it.

Seeing that the bronze mirror was about to hit Lu Feng, a sword sound came from a distance and instantly cut on the bronze mirror.

"Dang!~"

The thousand-foot bronze mirror was directly chopped away, and the silver flying sword was also shaken away.

"Who is it?! Who dares to ruin this sect master's good deeds?" Zhang Daoran looked at the distance with cold eyes.

An old man carrying a sword box was seen flying slowly from a distance.

"Haha, a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul actually attacked a junior at the second level of the Golden Core. I've never seen such a thing before!"

Lu Feng immediately looked back and found that the person who had just saved him was this old man.

However, although the other party looked very old, there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

His fierce momentum was no weaker than Zhang Daoran's!

Zhang Daoran's face changed, and then he bowed and said: "I am Zhang Daoran, the leader of Tianling Sect. This person is a traitor of our sect. I will take action to clean up the sect. Please don't interfere."

"Oh?! Is that so? This young man should be called Lu Feng. I heard that your Tianling Sect expelled this boy from the sect a few months ago. How can you talk about cleaning up the sect now?"

Zhang Daoran's face suddenly became ugly, and then his tone became much colder: "So, fellow Taoist must wade into this muddy water?"

The old man's cultivation is also the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, so he is naturally not afraid of Zhang Daoran's threats.

"Hehe, I'm in, what can you do?"

"Okay, okay! It seems that we must have a fight."

As he said, Zhang Daoran once again sacrificed the Xuantian Mirror to fight with the old man.

The battle between the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators is devastating. The two fought from the sky to the ground, and then from the ground to the sky.

The nearby mountains and rivers were all destroyed.

Lu Feng watched the two people fighting fiercely, but he was confused.

He didn't know this old man, why did he suddenly help him?

At this moment, the Jindan elders who were chasing behind also rushed over. When they saw Zhang Daoran fighting with another Yuanying realm master, they were all shocked.

"Grand elder, do you know the person who fought with the sect master?" Luo Qing asked doubtfully.

Li Xuanming shook his head: "I have never seen him! But this person's cultivation is not weaker than the sect master, I think he is not an unknown person."

Indeed, they should know the master who can reach the Yuanying realm.

Then Luo Qing looked at the Jindan elders of other sects, and everyone shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know him.

Just as everyone was talking, the two people fighting in the sky separated again.

Zhang Daoran's hair was chopped into a mess by the old man, and drops of blood flowed from the old man's left arm.

The strength of both sides was evenly matched, and neither of them took advantage.

"Hmph, I guess you must be the Grand Elder of the Southern Region Luojian Sect, Old Monster Ouyang." Zhang Daoran said gloomily.

"Haha, Sect Master Zhang has a good eye, it's me!" The old man stroked his beard and said lightly, "With me here today, you can't take this boy away!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the old man's identity.

Although the Southern Region and the Eastern Region have some exchanges, the sects in the two regions basically have no contact.

One is that the distance is too far, and the other is that they are on guard against each other.

At this moment, the Grand Elder of the Southern Region Luojian Sect actually appeared here, which must have a deep meaning.

And several Jindan elders of the Tianling SectAfter knowing the identity of this person, the elder's face turned ugly.

Hongye, who was standing aside, smiled faintly and said, "So it's Luojian Sect, no wonder it interferes with the affairs of Tianling Sect."

"Oh?! What does Elder Hongye mean by this? Is there any grudge between Luojian Sect and Tianling Sect?" Elder Du asked curiously.

Elder Hongye looked at Luo Qing and others with sarcasm, "Elder Du, just ask the people of Tianling Sect and you will know."

Luo Qing was very unhappy with Hongye's eyes, so he said: "The Luojian Sect had a fight with our sect a hundred years ago. Their leader was seriously injured in that fight and died not long after returning. So the Luojian Sect has been holding a grudge against our sect since then."

Li Xuanming continued: "Fellow Taoists, we are all cultivators from the East Region. The cultivators from the South Region have interfered with the affairs of our region. Are you just going to watch and do nothing?"

Elder Du and others smiled faintly: "Elder Li, this is a grudge between your two sects, and it has nothing to do with us. Don't escalate private affairs to the major events of the two regions."

Seeing that it was useless to add fuel to the fire, Li Xuanming snorted coldly and said no more.

At this moment, Zhang Daoran was neither going to fight nor to leave.

Lu Feng has the Blood Soul Sword, a sacred weapon. This sword is related to the future of the Tianling Sect. If he misses it, won’t he regret it?

After thinking about it, Zhang Daoran took out the sound transmission jade slip and began to contact the leaders of the other six major forces, asking them to help.

Since he can’t take down this old man alone, he will ask a few more people.

Even if it costs a certain price, he must take the Blood Soul Sword!

When Ouyang Laoguai saw Zhang Daoran calling for help, a trace of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then he turned around and grabbed Lu Feng and fled to the distance. Zhang Daoran naturally didn’t want to let the two of them go, and immediately chased after them.

"Boy, hold on tight! I’m going to use the Ten Thousand Miles Escape Talisman!"

As soon as the voice fell, before Lu Feng could react, Ouyang Laoguai took out a purple talisman and tore it on the spot.

With a swish, the purple talisman emitted a space fluctuation, and the two disappeared from the original place.

Lu Feng felt dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that they had come to the depths of a mountain range, and there was no sign of Zhang Daoran and the others nearby.

"Ah... this!" Lu Feng was so amazed that he didn't know what to say.

And the old monster Ouyang sat on the ground without any image, and then gasped heavily.

"Huh! In order to save you, I wasted a precious Wanli Talisman. This loss is on your head."