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The fat Taoist priest was shocked and waved his peach wood sword to retreat repeatedly, but the black shadow was very fast. After putting away the giant umbrella, he sacrificed a big bell. With a fierce slap, the ground shook three times, making the fat Taoist priest, a master in the middle stage of foundation building, exhausted.

Seeing this situation, Ye Chunyang knew that his surprise plan worked, so he grabbed it again and the big bell covered the fat Taoist priest.

It seemed that he wanted to take advantage of the other party's panic and kill him!

"Looking for death!"

Although the fat Taoist priest was in a mess, his master's demeanor was not chaotic. He shouted angrily and blocked with his sword. There was a loud bang, and the big bell sacrificed by Ye Chunyang was also hit back.

At the same time, his men were not panicked. They quickly cut a circle of spiritual power and broke the restrictions of the magic circle.

After breaking free from the magic circle, the fat Taoist priest became more arrogant and rushed towards Ye Chunyang with his sword.

"It's really hard to deal with a master in the middle stage of foundation building."

Ye Chunyang was solemn in his heart. Although he had expected that the "Binding Immortal Formation" could not trap the fat Taoist priest for too long, he attacked with thunder and wanted to kill him with one blow.

Unexpectedly, the strength of the fat Taoist priest was far beyond his expectations. In less than three breaths, he destroyed the formation and escaped.

"I didn't expect you to have such endless means. Since I have already started today, I can't keep you, otherwise I will raise a tiger to cause trouble in the future."

After this round of fighting, the disdain on the fat Taoist priest's face was replaced by solemnity.

With such strange means, this person must have an extraordinary background. At this moment, he had no interest in tracking down his identity. He just wanted to kill him and avoid future troubles.

But Ye Chunyang had a plan in advance, so how could he give him the opportunity to capture him. He waved his hand and threw out dozens of talismans.

The fat Taoist priest's face shook with extreme horror.

These dozens of talismans were all intermediate!

"Wow, where did so many intermediate talismans come from?"

Even though the fat Taoist priest was an elder in the Shenxiao Pavilion, he had no other assets except a few magic weapons. It was the first time he saw Ye Chunyang throwing out intermediate talismans like garbage.

And such a number of intermediate talismans were sacrificed at the same time, and their power was like dozens of spells attacking at the same time. In an instant, the spiritual power fluctuations of various elements of heaven, thunder, earth, fire and fire exploded endlessly.

Such an amazing offensive made the fat Taoist priest flustered, and the peach wood sword in his hand was vibrated and "buzzed" non-stop, and most of the spiritual power that had just broken free from the restraints was consumed by the explosion.

"Damn it! I want you to die!"

Although his cultivation was obviously better than the other party, he was repeatedly suppressed. The fat Taoist priest was furious. He knew that if this continued, the other party's strength would not be damaged, but his cultivation would be exhausted. He immediately ignored the talismans bombarding around him, threw the peach wood sword into the air, and hit the hilt with a spell.

The peach wood sword, which was only three feet long, became a hundred feet wide, poking a hole in the sky and the earth.

But before the fat Taoist could show his power, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly came from behind.

The fat Taoist seemed to have sensed something, but when he turned around, he was suddenly pierced by several cold lights.

With a puff, the fat Taoist spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

There was no trace of this light, and Ye Chunyang was clearly in front of him, so who was the person who pierced him with several transparent holes?

The fat Taoist's face was full of horror, but he clearly felt that his vitality was fading rapidly. When his vision fell into darkness, he could only see Ye Chunyang's cold face.

Recalling the "Zhu Xian Nail", Ye Chunyang also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, walked to the fat Taoist's body, picked up his Qiankun bag and put it in his pocket.

The one who sacrificed the "Zhu Xian Nail" to win was naturally Ye Xiaobao who was invisible in the dark.

After using the "Binding Immortal Formation" to consume the fat Taoist's spiritual power, Ye Chunyang pretended to fight with him. No matter how smart the fat Taoist was, he would never have thought that there was an invisible attacker behind him. In addition, his cultivation was mostly depleted. Otherwise, with his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, even if the "Zhuxian Nail" was a top-grade magic weapon, it would not be able to kill him.

In this step, Ye Chunyang took a series of steps and killed the fat Taoist whose cultivation was higher than his.

At this time, he raised his eyebrows, caught a wave of fluctuations in his consciousness, and ejected a Zhuxian Nail without thinking.

With a bang, a scream suddenly came from not far away. The boy who followed the fat Taoist had just sacrificed a talisman to escape from the ground, but he turned into a blood mist and exploded before he could escape.

Just now, I heard the conversation between the two. The fat Taoist was a disciple of Shenxiao Pavilion. If he let his disciple escape, Ye Chunyang would probably face endless pursuit.

Ye Chunyang has never been a hesitant person. He naturally knows the principle of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

He took a quick look at the fat Taoist's Qiankun bag. There were a few magic weapons of good quality, but they were not very useful to him, so he gave them to Ye Xiaobao for collection.

However, when he touched a jade card, he suddenly had an idea.

He thought that this thing was the one used by Shenxiao Pavilion to identify the identity.

He took a look at the body of the fat Taoist. This man raped and robbed and did all kinds of evil. Ye Chunyang had no psychological burden to kill him.

And this time, borrowing his identity to participate in the Fenglingque trial just solved the current dilemma.

Before leaving, he took a look at the mortal girl who was knocked unconscious by the fat Taoist, sighed slightly in his heart, and took out a pill to feed her.

In the world of cultivating immortals, Ye Chunyang could kill anyone who was not good for him without mercy, but he asked himself that he could not kill a mortal woman who was powerless, otherwise what was the difference between him and those evil people?

Ye Chunyang did not think about it anymore, and focused his attention on the jade card.

This jade token is not only a proof of identity for the Shenxiao Pavilion, but also a magical tool for communication.

After investigating with his divine sense, Ye Chunyang knew that many foundation-building disciples from the seven sects had gathered at the "Fenglingque" in the Western Region, and the Shenxiao Pavilion had agreed to meet at a nearby Xiuxian City.

The fat Taoist priest had previously talked to his apprentice, and the disciples of the Shenxiao Pavilion did not know each other. As long as he took this token, no one could tell whether he was really the "Fangjing Taoist Priest".

However, in order to pretend to be more like him, he deliberately cast a spell to make his body swollen and fat, and then covered his face with a black veil. With the effect of the Origin Heavenly Scripture, the foundation-building aura was intermittent, and it was so real that even people familiar with the Lingyun Sect could not recognize him.

…

The Western Region is wild and the quicksand is thousands of miles long.

Even though Ye Chunyang was blessed with the "Phantom Wings", it took him more than two months to reach this place, allowing him to truly experience the vastness of the terrain of Dongzhou.

Looking down from the sky at this time, you can see a desert, with whistling winds and sandstorms.

And in this vast yellow sand, a fairy barrier can be seen faintly, like a curtain hanging vertically from the sky, stretching between Dongzhou and Xiyu.

No need to think too much, that is the "Fenglingque" that separates the two places, the place where the seven sects are trying this time.

Looking around, Ye Chunyang saw several cities and tribes in the center of the desert, one of which was very large, probably no less than ten Tianyang cities.

Looking closer, it was the destination of his trip, "Fengling City".

Stopping outside the city, Ye Chunyang found that there were many high-level auras around, and after a little guess, he knew that the disciples of the seven sects were gathering here.

While he was secretly investigating, suddenly a familiar aura passed through the air and quickly landed outside the city gate.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but pull down his cloak and keep a distance from the other party.

The person who came was elegant and noble, with a very beautiful appearance, it was Su Xueyuan.

Behind him, there were no less than 30 disciples of Lingyun Sect, and everyone was at the foundation building stage or above. The mighty momentum made the passing crowds amazed. Some casual cultivators in the Qi Refining stage could not withstand the pressure and knelt down on the spot.

This scene surprised Ye Chunyang secretly. There were many unfamiliar faces among these disciples. It was obvious that they usually followed their master to practice and rarely showed up in the sect. Unexpectedly, they were all summoned here this time. It seemed that Huang Ying also valued Guangling Cave Mansion very much.

Just as he was thinking, auspicious clouds gathered again behind him, and countless flying swords and magic tools came from the air. It seemed to be a very far place, but it was approaching in an instant.

Dozens of foundation building cultivators came again.

Ye Chunyang's eyes were attracted by a woman in front.

Her skin was as white as cream, her appearance was stunning, and her cloud gauze flowing fairy skirt moved with the wind. Her graceful and moving figure was even better than Su Xueyuan, and she deserved the four words "exiled fairy in the world".

With such grace, she must be the "Fairy of Qingcheng" in the Dao world.

Seeing such a great opportunity, Ye Chunyang hid even deeper.

"Sister Luo is here after all. It seems that the Dao world has no objection to the Seven Sects Trial?"

Seeing that it was Fairy of Qingcheng who came, Su Xueyuan bowed, but her attitude was so lukewarm.

"Sister Su is very active, but I don't know how the key in your hand is kept? Don't let it fall into the hands of others, lest someone take the lead and be disadvantageous to Lingyun Sect."

Fairy of Qingcheng has always been cold and taciturn, but her words made the atmosphere in the field become a little more solemn.

No wonder she is so arrogant. As a senior in the Mana Stage, she naturally looked down on Su Xueyuan and other foundation-building disciples.

Su Xueyuan could not help but hear the sarcasm in the other party's words, and immediately replied coldly: "Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister. The key is naturally well kept in my hands. No one else can take it away. But in the Dao Realm, the Demonic Path is always cunning. Don't fall into other people's traps and let the sect suffer losses."

Fairy Qingcheng sneered, "With the power of my Dao Realm, the Demonic Path is not worth the eyes. But after all, although there are many people in each sect in this trial, there are only 50 places. I hope that Lingyun Sect can take more places this time."

After saying that, she waved her hand and entered Fengling City first.

Su Xueyuan was slightly angry, but she knew that it was useless to say more, so she led the crowd into the city.

Seeing the two women fighting each other happily, Ye Chunyang, who was hiding in the dark, laughed in his heart.

Either of these two people is likely to be unfavorable to him, so let them fight as fiercely as possible, so that he can get an advantage from it.

At that moment, he sorted out his luggage, suppressed his breath and walked into the city.

At the same time, people from the other four sects, including the Burning Heaven Sword Sect, Qianyuan Sect, Fuling Island, and Yushou Mountain, also arrived one after another, with a total of no less than a hundred people.

In this regard, Ye Chunyang only secretly investigated, and then followed the instructions of the fat Taoist's jade tablet and found a restaurant called "Yuqiong Tower".

According to the information indicated by the jade tablet, the seven sects have their own bases in each Xiuxian City, and this "Yuqiong Tower" belongs to Shenxiao Pavilion.

When he walked in, a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper came to him. Judging from his cultivation level, he was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining. I think he was just a contact person for Shenxiao Pavilion.

"You have come from afar, I wonder which senior in the pavilion you are?"

The shopkeeper looked at Ye Chunyang and asked respectfully.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang's heart was also relieved a little. Obviously, the disciples in Shenxiao Pavilion were not familiar with each other, so there was no need to worry about exposing his identity.

He immediately threw out the fat Taoist's jade token.

The shopkeeper took it and looked at it, and immediately showed a look of great awe. He bowed and led the way, saying: "So it's the external elder, Taoist Fang Jing. I'm sorry for my disrespect! All the seniors of my sect have gathered upstairs. Taoist, please follow me."