My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

Yang Ling, wearing a green shirt, stood in the void, with a faint wave of mana surrounding him. His eyes were like torches, staring at Guangchengzi and Chijingzi opposite him, his heart full of fighting spirit.

Guangchengzi was wearing a Bagua purple ribbon fairy robe, holding a male and female fairy sword, with a solemn face; Chijingzi was wearing a fiery red robe, holding a water and fire sword, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.

"Yang Ling, don't be complacent! Today's battle will definitely let you see the power of my Chan Sect!" Guangchengzi's voice was low, but it contained unquestionable majesty.

After saying that, Guangchengzi took the lead, and the male and female fairy swords in his hands turned into a stream of light and flew towards Yang Ling. The male and female fairy swords rotated in the air, emitting a powerful pressure, as if to crush the space.

Seeing this, Yang Ling flashed and easily avoided the attack of the male and female fairy swords. At the same time, the Luobao Money in his hand also turned into a golden light and flew towards Guangchengzi, trying to take away the male and female swords.

However, Guangchengzi is not an ordinary person?

He snorted coldly, and formed seals with his hands. The male and female swords were like being pulled by an invisible force, and they changed their direction abruptly, avoiding the collection of the Luobao Money.

Yang Ling was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect Guangchengzi to be so skilled in controlling the male and female swords.

At this time, Chi Jingzi also launched an attack.

The Water and Fire Front in his hand turned into a stream of light and shot towards Yang Ling. The Water and Fire Front drew a gorgeous arc in the air, as if it was going to tear the space apart.

Yang Ling flashed and easily avoided the attack of the Water and Fire Front.

At the same time, a flying sword in his hand also turned into a stream of light and flew towards Chi Jingzi, trying to contain his offensive.

Chi Jingzi snorted coldly, and swung the Water and Fire Blade in his hand again, colliding violently with Yang Ling's flying sword in the air.

The two forces intertwined, forming a terrifying attack wave that spread out in all directions. Wherever the attack wave passed, clouds and mist flew, and the space shook, as if even the sky and the earth changed color.

Guangchengzi knew that Yang Ling's Luobao Jinqian was powerful, so he no longer used magic weapons to attack easily.

He formed seals with his hands and chanted something. A bright light surged out of his body, turning into a huge lightsaber, slashing towards Yang Ling.

The lightsaber drew a gorgeous arc in the air, as if it was going to cut off the space.

Yang Ling was shocked when he saw this.

He knew the power of the lightsaber very well, and he didn't dare to take it head-on.

So, he flashed and dodged the attack of the lightsaber. At the same time, the Luobao Jinqian in his hand also turned into a golden light and flew towards Guangchengzi, trying to destroy his spell.

However, Guangchengzi seemed to have expected it.

He snorted coldly and waved his hands. The lightsaber changed its direction as if being pulled by an invisible force, avoiding the collection of the money.

At the same time, the male and female swords in his hands turned into a stream of light and flew towards Yang Ling, trying to trap him.

Yang Ling was shocked. He didn't expect Guangchengzi to be so cunning.

He dodged the attack of the male and female swords.

At the same time, a flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Guangchengzi, trying to contain his attack.

However, Guangchengzi seemed to have been prepared. He waved the lightsaber in his hand again, and it collided violently with Yang Ling's flying sword in the air.

At this time, Chi Jingzi also launched an attack.

The water and fire front in his hand turned into a stream of light and shot towards Yang Ling.

The water and fire front drew a gorgeous arc in the air, as if it was going to tear the space apart. Yang Ling was shocked. He didn't expect Chi Jingzi to launch an attack at this time.

He dodged the attack of the Fire and Water Front with a flash.

However, the Fire and Water Front seemed to have a spirit, and turned in the air and flew towards Yang Ling again.

Yang Ling's heart trembled. He knew that Chi Jingzi's Fire and Water Front was extremely powerful. Once hit, the consequences would be disastrous. So he took a deep breath and used all his magic power to try to resist the attack of the Fire and Water Front.

However, at the moment when the Fire and Water Front was about to hit him, he suddenly disappeared.

It turned out that Yang Ling used his understanding of the law of space at the critical moment to avoid the attack of the Fire and Water Front.

He flashed and appeared behind Chi Jingzi.

At the same time, the flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Chi Jingzi, trying to give him a fatal blow.

Chi Jingzi was shocked. He didn't expect Yang Ling to be so cunning.

He dodged the attack of the flying sword with a flash. At the same time, the Fire and Water Front in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Yang Ling, trying to trap him.

However, Yang Ling seemed to have expected it. He dodged the attack of Shuihuofeng with a flash.

At this moment, Guangchengzi also launched an attack.

The male and female swords in his hands turned into a stream of light and flew towards Yang Ling.

The male and female swords rotated in the air, emitting a strong pressure, as if to crush the space.

Yang Ling was shocked. He didn't expect Guangchengzi to attack at this time. He took a deep breath, circulated all his magic power, and used the space method again to avoid the attack of the male and female swords.

At the same time, he appeared behind Guangchengzi, and the flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Guangchengzi, trying to give him a fatal blow.

Guangchengzi was shocked. He didn't expect Yang Ling to be so cunning and powerful. He took a deep breath and circulated all his magic power to try to resist the attack of the flying sword.

At this moment, Yang Ling launched his final attack. A flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi.

The flying sword drew a gorgeous arc in the air, as if it was going to cut off the entire space.

Seeing this, Guangchengzi and Akejie used their own magic to resist. However, their strength was no longer as good as before, and they were unable to withstand the attack of the flying sword.

In the end, the flying sword successfully hit Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi.

They vomited blood one after another and retreated violently.

Taoist Ran Deng stood above the clouds with his eyes as bright as a torch, but he was deeply shocked at this moment.

He never expected that Guangchengzi and Chi Jingjing would be defeated one after another in front of Yang Lingnian, and they were in a state of embarrassment. There was a flash of incredible surprise in his eyes.

"This...how is this possible?" Taoist Ran Deng muttered to himself.

Several fellow disciples beside him, Master Taiyi, Master Manjusri, and Master Yuding, also had solemn expressions on their faces, with shock and awe intertwined in their eyes.

Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help but sigh at this moment: "Yang Ling is truly a unique talent. His magic power is profound and his intelligence is so far-reaching that even our brothers and sisters combined may not be able to match him."

Taoist Manjusri had a pale face and sharp eyes. He gently stroked the whisk in his hand and said slowly: "What Senior Brother Taiyi said is absolutely true. Yang Ling will become an enemy of my teaching and will definitely become a serious problem."

It can be seen that he is deeply wary and afraid of Yang Ling.

Master Yuding clenched his fists and said angrily: "Hmph! This guy dares to be so arrogant in front of my teachings! Teacher Randeng, what are you waiting for? We and the Twelve Golden Immortals will join forces and we will surely capture him. In the name of correcting my teachings!”

After hearing the words, Taoist Ran Deng pondered for a moment, his eyes were deep, as if he was weighing something. Finally, he nodded slowly, his voice low and firm: "Okay! Just as Yuding said, the twelve golden immortals will work together!"

After giving the order, the ten golden immortals including Master Taiyi, Master Manjusri, and Master Yuding, like ten streams of light, instantly cut through the sky and headed straight for Yangling.

With their strong bodies and surging magic power, they surrounded Yang Ling, forming an airtight encirclement. The air is filled with tension and depression, and a war is about to break out.

On the top of Jiepaiguan City, Master Wen Zhong witnessed this scene and couldn't help but burst into anger. He stretched out his beard and hair and cursed loudly: "The Twelve Golden Immortals are really despicable and shameless! Bullying the minority with more, what kind of Taoist orthodoxy can it be?" "

Yang Jian and Nezha were also very anxious when they saw this.

Although they knew that Yang Ling's strength was extraordinary, they were still worried about his safety.

Yang Jian frowned and said in a deep voice: "Marshal, let Nezha and I go to help in the battle! My father alone may not be able to defeat the power of the Twelve Golden Immortals."

Nezha was also eager to give it a try, holding a fire-tipped spear with a determined light in his eyes: "Yes! We can help Uncle Yang and we will definitely defeat those guys from Chanjiao!"

However, Master Wen Zhong shook his head, his eyes full of wisdom and calmness: "No, Yang Jian, Nezha, although you are brave and unparalleled, teaching the Twelve Golden Immortals is no small matter.

With them joining forces, even Daluo Jinxian could not escape unscathed.

If you go, it will only distract him and increase unnecessary risks. "

At this moment, Yang Ling was surrounded by twelve golden immortals, but he seemed unusually calm.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept around, as if he was examining his opponent. Facing such a powerful enemy, not only did he show no fear, but he looked even more excited.

"Oh, Chan teaches the Twelve Golden Immortals..." Yang Ling chuckled, his voice full of disdain and provocation, "Come on, do you guys come together, or one by one?"

Although his voice was soft, it reached everyone's ears clearly, like the spring breeze blowing on the face, but it also carried irresistible majesty. When the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao heard this, their expressions darkened. They did not expect that Yang Ling could remain so calm and confident in such a desperate situation.

Master Taiyi snorted coldly and took the lead.

The fly whisk in his hand turned into a stream of light and hit Yang Ling's face. Yang Ling dodged easily, and at the same time, he grabbed the tail end of the whisk firmly with his backhand.

Master Taiyi was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily, surging with mana, trying to break free from Yang Ling's restraints.

However, Yang Ling seemed to have anticipated his actions, with a sneer on his lips, and with a sway, he appeared behind Master Taiyi. He waved his left hand, and a bright golden light instantly cut through the sky, hitting Master Taiyi directly in the back of the heart. Taiyi Zhenren was so frightened that he had to rush to fight and barely dodged the blow.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Manjusri immediately joined the battle.

The long sword in his hand was like a snake coming out of its hole, heading straight for Yang Ling's vitals.

Yang Ling's figure was as nimble as a dragon swimming in the water, easily dodging Manjusri Taoist's attack. At the same time, he waved his right hand, and a flying sword came out of the air. It collided fiercely with Taoist Manjusri's sword in the air, causing sparks to fly.

Master Yuding roared angrily and joined the battle.

The Immortal Killing Sword in his hand was as heavy as a mountain, and every swing was accompanied by a deafening roar. However, Yang Ling seemed to ignore the huge power, and moved lightly through the gap of the sledgehammer. At the same time, he struck out with a backhand sword, directly at the throat of Master Yuding.

The twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao are all strong men with high magical power and experienced in hundreds of battles.

However, in front of Yang Ling, they seemed to have lost their former calmness and confidence. Yang Ling's speed and responsiveness made them feel unprecedented pressure and threats.

The battle continued, and Yang Ling single-handedly resisted the siege of the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect. Sometimes he turned into wind and shuttled among the enemies; sometimes he turned into thunder and hit the enemy with a thunderous force. Every attack of his was just right, showing his wisdom and strategy, as well as his bravery and determination.

Although the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect were numerous, they gradually fell into a passive position under Yang Ling's clever response.

A long sword appeared in Yang Ling's hand. This sword was called "Qinglian". The sword body was light, as if it contained endless vitality and wisdom.

He just waved it lightly, and the sword intent surged like a tide and rushed into the sky.

Where the tip of the sword pointed, a huge blue lotus slowly bloomed in the void, with layers of petals, each petal shining with blue light, as if it could see through all the mysteries of the world. This blue lotus is not only beautiful, but also contains a powerful sword intent, which moved the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect.

Yang Ling raised his sword high, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky. In an instant, circles of green ripples surrounded the sword body, which was the resonance of the sword's will and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. With his light shout, the sword's will was like a dragon, rushing straight into the sky, and turned into a green column of light.

Facing the siege of the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect, Yang Ling did not choose to fight head-on, but cleverly used the art of changing wind and clouds. He closed his eyes and concentrated, and waved his hands gently, as if he was talking to the wind and dancing with the clouds.

In an instant, the wind direction above the sky suddenly changed, dark clouds gathered, lightning and thunder roared, and an unprecedented storm was coming.

Yang Ling took this opportunity to turn his body into a flash of lightning, shuttled through the storm, and the sword light was like a weave, intertwined with wind, rain, thunder and lightning, forming a dazzling visual feast. Every sword strike was accompanied by a thunderous roar, making it difficult for the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect to grasp his whereabouts.

As the leader of the twelve golden immortals, Guangchengzi took action first. He chanted a spell and moved his fingers slightly. A bright golden light shot out from his fingertips, turning into thousands of lights and shadows, trying to confuse Yang Ling's sight.

Yang Ling was not in a hurry. The true energy in his body surged. His eyes instantly became as bright as torches, and he could see through the slightest detail. He easily saw through Guang Chengzi's illusion. At the same time, he used the sword as a guide and swung a sharp sword energy, directly at Guang Chengzi's face. Guang Chengzi chuckled and turned into a stream of light, easily avoiding it.

Then, Chi Jingzi put his hands together and muttered something. The air around him suddenly heated up, and a sea of ​​fire fell from the sky, surrounding Yang Ling. Yang Ling remained calm and circulated the true energy in his body, forming a faint protective aura that extinguished the flames as soon as they touched him, and he could not get close. He took the opportunity to jump into the sea of ​​fire, and the tip of the sword lightly touched it. The fire actually danced and attacked Chi Jingzi in the opposite direction, forcing Chi Jingzi to use his magical powers to escape danger.

Taiyi Zhenren appeared behind Yang Ling in a flash, with five fingers spread out, trying to use the earth escape technique to trap Yang Ling underground. Yang Ling was prepared, and the true energy in his body circulated, turning into a breeze, and he dodged it lightly. With the help of the wind, he instantly moved behind Taiyi Zhenren and chopped down with a sword, but Taiyi Zhenren used the wood escape technique to transform into an ancient tree to resist.

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun closed his eyes and concentrated, and a gentle light shot out from his forehead, directly into Yang Ling's mind.

Yang Ling only felt a warm power surging into his heart, trying to guide him to give up resistance. However, Yang Ling was determined, not only was he not confused, but he used this power to make his sword intent more fierce, breaking through the air with a sword, pointing directly at Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun.

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun smiled slightly, and constructed a protective barrier with the light of wisdom, which was easily resolved.

Seeing this, Puxian Zhenren displayed his Thousand Hands magical power, and each of his Thousand Hands was full of powerful force, and they attacked Yang Ling in an overwhelming manner.

Yang Ling was flexible, and the sword light was like weaving, intertwined with the Thousand Hands, forming a visual feast. In the end, he found a flaw, broke all the methods with one sword, and directly took the real body of Puxian Zhenren, forcing Puxian Zhenren to withdraw his magical power and concentrate on defense.

Cihang Taoist used water as a medium to summon huge waves, flooding Jinshan Mountain, trying to drown Yang Ling.

Yang Ling stepped on the void, pointed his sword at the sky, attracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and formed a huge water curtain to compete with the huge waves of Cihang Taoist. The two met, stirring up thousands of layers of waves, but Yang Ling relied on his exquisite swordsmanship to shuttle freely in the water, and finally split the water curtain into two with a "sword breaking the torrent", winning this round of competition.

The twelve golden immortals formed a circle, each of them activated their magical powers, and gathered into a dazzling beam of immortal light, illuminating the entire Kunlun Peak. This immortal light contained twelve different laws of power, and was incredibly powerful.

Facing the joint attack of the twelve golden immortals, Yang Ling took a deep breath, his whole body of true energy boiling, and the tip of his sword pointed to the sky, as if resonating with the heaven and earth. In an instant, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed, and an unprecedented sword energy condensed and turned into a sword light that penetrated the heaven and earth, colliding head-on with the immortal light.

The two forces met, erupting in a deafening roar, and the peak of Kunlun seemed to tremble. The light dissipated, and Yang Ling and the twelve golden immortals each stepped back a few steps, all looking a little embarrassed.

Yang Ling closed his eyes and concentrated, gently waving his hands, as if he was having a silent dialogue with the wind, clouds, thunder and lightning between heaven and earth. In an instant, the sky suddenly changed, with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Yang Ling's figure turned into a flash of lightning, shuttling through the storm, the sword light weaving, interweaving with the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, forming a visual feast that was dazzling. Every time he struck with the sword, there was a thunderous roar, as if to tear the whole world apart.

Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Yuding Zhenren and others were all masters of swordsmanship, but at this moment they could only do their best to resist, otherwise their lives would be in danger.

At this time, Yang Ling flashed and used the Five Elements Reincarnation Technique.

He made seals with his hands and chanted something. It seemed that he controlled all the Five Elements within a radius of ten thousand miles.

The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth surrounded him, forming a colorful halo. This halo was not only beautiful, but also contained the powerful power of the Five Elements, which made the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect feel an unprecedented pressure.

Seeing this, Juliusun, one of the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect, immediately used his earth escape technique, trying to restrain Yang Ling's Five Elements Reincarnation with the earth element. However, Yang Ling's Five Elements Reincarnation Technique was not something that ordinary people could break?

He smiled slightly and flicked his fingers. In an instant, the earth element was controlled by him, perfectly integrated with the Five Elements Reincarnation Technique, forming a more indestructible defense barrier.

Chi Jingzi waved his hands, and the temperature dropped sharply in an instant. A piece of ice fell from the sky, trying to freeze Yang Ling. Taoist Cihang put his hands together and silently chanted a spell. In an instant, a blazing flame burst out from the ground, trying to burn Yang Ling to death.

Yang Ling had already seen through their actions.

He held the Qinglian Sword and lightly tapped the tip of the sword.

In an instant, countless sword lights burst out from his body, turning into thousands of sword shadows, and attacked the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect. These sword shadows were not only numerous, but also contained powerful sword intent and power, as if they were going to cut the entire world apart.

Seeing this, the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect immediately used their magical powers to try to resist Yang Ling's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect.

However, Yang Ling's swordsmanship had already reached the point of perfection. His sword lights were like weaving, colliding with the magical powers of the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect, sparking bursts of brilliant sparks.

The next moment, Yang Ling's figure flashed, and suddenly turned into countless phantoms, quickly shuttling around the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect. Each phantom was the same as him, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Seeing this, the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect immediately used their magical powers to try to capture Yang Ling's true body. However, Yang Ling's phantom tracking technique was not something that ordinary people could break. They rushed left and right, but they could not touch Yang Ling's true body.

At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly let out a long roar, and his true body emerged from the phantom. Holding the Qinglian Sword, he slashed at Guangchengzi, one of the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect.

Guangchengzi was shocked and hurriedly used the escape technique to avoid it, but was still rubbed by the sword light, his clothes were torn and he was in a mess.

Seeing this, Juliusun, one of the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect, immediately used his Qiankun Reversal Technique. He waved his hands, and in an instant, the world seemed to be reversed by him, the yin and yang were reversed, and the sun and the moon were dark. Yang Ling was in it, and he felt a powerful force surging, as if to tear him into pieces.

However, Yang Ling was not afraid at all. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and drew a circle with his hands, one yin and one yang, intertwined to form a Tai Chi diagram. This Tai Chi diagram is not only beautiful, but also contains powerful yin and yang power, which offsets the Qiankun reversal technique of Ju Liusun, making the world return to normal.

Daoxing Tianzun made seals with his hands and silently chanted a spell, and countless Tiangang Disha Qi emerged between heaven and earth. These auras turned into various strange creatures and scenes, trying to confuse Yang Ling's mind.

However, Yang Ling had already seen through their plan.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, with no distractions. His body shape changed, turning into a stream of light, quickly shuttled through the Tiangang Disha Qi, and at the same time seized the opportunity to slash at Daoxing Tianzun with a sword.

Daoxing Tianzun was shocked and dodged quickly, but was still injured by the sword light.

Lingbao Master quickly laid out the Bagua formation diagram. This formation contains the truth of heaven and earth. The eight trigrams are mutually reinforcing and restraining. Once you fall into it, it is like entering a maze and it is difficult to escape. Yang Ling only felt that the space around him was distorted, and his steps moved involuntarily following the changes in the formation, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

However, Yang Ling was determined and quickly understood the secret of the eight trigrams formation. He closed his eyes and concentrated, and the true energy in his body surged. With his heart as the guide and the sword as the medium, he swung the sword, and the sword light turned into a green dragon, rushing straight into the sky, forcibly tearing a crack in the eight trigrams formation and escaping.

Seeing Yang Ling break out of the formation, Chi Jingzi held the Yin-Yang mirror, and the light in the mirror flashed, shooting out two completely different beams of light, one yin and one yang, interweaving into a net, trying to trap Yang Ling. Yang Ling's eyes were sharp and he quickly captured the operating rules of the Yin-Yang mirror. He changed his body shape, like a dragon playing in the water, and easily passed through the beam of light of the Yin-Yang mirror. At the same time, he swung the sword, and the sword light collided with the light of the Yin-Yang mirror, bursting out dazzling sparks.

Huang Long Zhenren wielded the Erlong Sword, and the sword shadow was like a dragon, attacking Yang Ling with the sound of whistling wind. Yang Ling used the sword as a shield, and the sword light and sword shadow intertwined to form a series of gorgeous trajectories.

He cleverly used the flexibility of the sword light to counter the fierceness of the Erlong Sword, and finally broke the whip with one sword, and Huang Long Zhenren was also shocked back.

Lingbao Dafa Master was shaking the Soul-Falling Bell on the side, and the bell sounded melodious, but it contained a breathtaking power. Yang Ling was determined and was not affected by the bell sound. He flashed his sword and went straight to Lingbao Dafa Master. Seeing this, Lingbao Dafa Master hurriedly used the Soul-Falling Bell to protect his body, but Yang Ling's sword light was too sharp, and he broke the protection of the bell sound with one sword, forcing Lingbao Dafa Master to retreat.

Ju Liusun sacrificed the Immortal Binding Rope in an attempt to restrain Yang Ling. However, Yang Ling's body was too flexible, he dodged quickly, and at the same time, the sword light flashed and cut off the restraint of the Immortal Binding Rope.

Seeing this, Ju Liusun could not help but secretly marvel at Yang Ling's body movements and swordsmanship.

Xian Zhenren held the Wu Gou double swords, the swords flashed, and he started a fierce sword duel with Yang Ling. The swords of the two intertwined, like two dragons playing with a pearl, and it was difficult to tell who was better.

Taoist Cihang held a jade bottle, and the nectar in the bottle fell, turning into golden light, trying to heal Yang Ling's injuries and weaken his strength. However, Yang Ling's mana surged, and he quickly recovered from his injuries. He swung his sword and cut off the trajectory of the nectar, making Taoist Cihang's plan fail.

Immortal Jade Ding offered the Immortal Sword, and the sword light was sharp, directly hitting Yang Ling's vitals. Yang Ling's figure was light, and the sword light was flashing, and he started a fierce battle with the Immortal Sword. The sword lights of the two intertwined, like lightning breaking through the night sky, and it was hard to tell who was better. In the end, Yang Ling relied on his deep understanding of the sword's meaning to break the attack of the Immortal Sword with one sword.

Daoxing Tianzun waved the Demon-Subduing Pestle, and the shadow of the pestle was like a mountain, and it smashed towards Yang Ling with a majestic momentum. Yang Ling's figure was elegant, and the sword light was like lightning. He quickly dodged the attack of the Demon-Subduing Pestle, and swung his sword to cut off the pestle shadow of the Demon-Subduing Pestle, forcing Daoxing Tianzun to retreat.

Seeing Yang Ling's strength, the other golden immortals of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect also joined the battle. The Lingbao Master shook the Soul-Falling Bell in an attempt to capture people's souls; Juliusun used the Immortal Binding Rope in an attempt to restrain Yang Ling; Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun and Puxian Zhenren held the Qinglian Baose Flag and Wu Gou Double Swords respectively and attacked Yang Ling.

Facing the siege of many golden immortals, Yang Ling was not panicked. He was light and his sword was as fast as lightning. He quickly dodged and counterattacked.