Immortal fate

So, Li Yi chuckled and said: "Okay, since senior Fan Yan thinks highly of me, this junior will naturally not dare to refuse. However, this junior has never seen the Tongtian Lingbao. If senior can get this treasure, he still has to let me go." This junior, let’s see how powerful this truly powerful spiritual treasure is.”

"Haha, okay, it's a deal." Fan Yan also said very happily. If he could get Li Yi's help, his chances of getting this magical treasure would be greatly increased.

Seeing that the two sides quickly formed an alliance, the expressions of the rest of the people changed.

"Fan Yan, if you really want to go against me, our Great Buddhist Temple, as well as your Haoran Sect and Zhengqi Pavilion, have always been in harmony with each other.

As long as you don't get involved in this matter, just think that I, Ji Xuan, owe you a favor. What do you think? "Old monk Jixuan said with a solemn expression. He even lowered his body and said pleadingly.

"Hey, Jixuan, where are our two families? There is indeed no conflict of interest, but do you think your favor can be compared to a Tongtian Lingbao? Or can you help me get this Tongtian Lingbao? Or give me this magical treasure?" Fan Yan said with disdain.

"The Tongtian Spiritual Treasure will naturally not be compromised. If you want this treasure, you must rely on your own strength. Since you don't understand, then don't blame me. Your clone will be destroyed, as well as the disciples and grandchildren behind you. "That's it." Old monk Ji Xuan still said reluctantly.

"Jixuan, if you want to kill me, I have to see what you are capable of. I want to see what kind of strength your clone has, and how powerful it is." Fan Yan narrowed his eyes and said, An astonishing momentum immediately appeared on his body, and a majestic righteousness was constantly bursting out.

"Okay, then don't blame me." Ji Xuan said coldly.

Then, he raised one hand, and a purple-gold stick appeared in his hand. There were circles of flames on this object, constantly surrounding it, exuding amazing pressure. It was actually an auction. The one that appears on the top is the Heavenly Fire Purple Gold Stick.

Old monk Jixuan, all the magic power in his body was poured into it, on top of the heavenly fire purple gold stick.

The golden stick in his hand instantly turned into a giant stick that was more than a hundred feet in size and hit the sky in the direction of Li Yi and Fan Yan.

The Heavenly Fire Purple Gold Stick was smashed down with astonishing pressure. After this powerful treasure fell, a circle of ripples appeared in the surrounding space.

Looking at the giant stick falling from the sky, Li Yi's expression changed. He raised one hand and the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pseudo flew out, turning into a huge Vajra Pseudo that was tens of feet tall. He rushed towards it. Li Yi With a flash of lightning, he disappeared on the spot and fled quickly towards the distance.

"boom."

With a loud noise, the Heavenly Fire Purple Gold Stick and the Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle attacked together in an instant. Countless golden light and a large amount of spiritual energy kept splashing, but Li Yi's Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle was somewhat invincible and was instantly defeated. Bombarded out.

After succeeding with one blow and gaining an advantage, the remaining monks from the Great Buddha Temple also used their magic weapons to attack Li Yi and surrounded him.

Li Yi was shocked when he saw the crowd surrounding him, but then, a look of anger appeared on his face.

He touched the storage bag with one hand, and the Nine Sun Demonic Flag appeared in his hand. He waved it toward the front, and a huge Golden Crow Firebird appeared in the air, moving towards a distant place. The monks rushed over.

Looking at the golden fire bird, everyone was shocked and kept retreating. However, the golden crow fire bird's escape technique was extremely fast. After the flames passed, they all kept retreating and hit them hard. They got the magic weapon. above.

"boom."

Everyone's treasures were knocked away by Li Yi's blow.

Then, Jixuan's body flashed, he clenched the long stick in his hand, and hit the empty Golden Crow Firebird hard, making a loud noise.

"Bang."

The huge Golden Crow Firebird exploded instantly, turned into discolored flames, and disappeared without a trace.

Afterwards, Jixuan looked at the Nine Sun Demon Flag in Li Yi's hand, and then looked at it again. Emperor Qin waited in the distance and said: "That fellow Taoist, I don't know how to call him. Is the previous agreement valid? If I can kill him "Li Yi, I can give you that dark red flag, I don't know what you want."

"Hehe, I accept the proposal of my Demon Star, Fellow Daoist Jixuan. However, this kid is quite powerful. Fellow Daoist, you'd better be careful. I can help you stop that Fellow Daoist Fan Yan, but your speed is... Be quick, I'm not sure how long we can stop this person," the middle-aged man in black robe said with a cold smile.

Then, with a flash of escaping light, he flew over and blocked Fan Yan's way.

Seeing the group of black-robed monks coming to kill, Fan Yan's face turned extremely gloomy, and he said: "Devil Star, where did the devil bastard come from? How dare you interfere in this matter? I'm really looking for death. I didn't do it before. I wiped you out, and now you still dare to act arrogantly. I think you are really looking for death."

"Hehe, I have seen the true form of fellow Taoist Fan Yan. As for his strength? That's it. There's nothing I dare not do. Moreover, fellow Taoist Fan Yan is here as a clone, so there is nothing worth fearing.

Fellow Daoist, please be careful. If we kill your clone, all the disciples behind you will be buried with you! "The Demon Star said in a cold voice.

Then, with a flick of his sleeves, a small black axe appeared in the air, and chopped towards where Fan Yan was, emitting an astonishing cold light. Qin Huang, Wu Ji, and some Xu Shou also bombarded the remaining cultivators.

Seeing this, Fan Yan's face changed, and he raised his hand and threw it. A landscape ink painting appeared in the air. A small hill appeared on the ink painting, and there were countless clouds and mists surrounding it. There was still a loud reading sound from above, and there was also an image of a saint holding a scroll, looking down on all living beings.

On the other side, in Fan Yan's hand, a black light flashed, and a black inkstone flew out, and countless ink flew out. These inks turned into water arrows, and shot towards the black-robed cultivators in the distance, and the black inkstone also smashed towards the Demon Star, with an astonishing black light.