"Everyone must have misunderstood something. Zimo has always been with me and has never done anything detrimental to the sect." Yang Chen said with a serious face.
"Junior brother, do you want to clear his name? Even if this person is burned to ashes, I can still recognize that face! Since junior brother is already a Jindan monk, he is qualified to serve as an elder, so he must not be ruined by this person.
Lost your reputation." The gold and silver robed old man stared at Yang Chen and said meaningfully.
Hearing this, Yang Chen showed a thoughtful expression, as if he was really moved.
The old man in gold and silver robes looked satisfied when he saw this.
"Junior brother, if you want to make a contribution to the sect before becoming an elder, capture this boy quickly." The old man in gold and silver robes said with expectation.
Dongfang Zimo clenched his fingers into fists and looked solemnly at Yang Chen in front of him.
But Yang Chen remained indifferent and still protected Dongfang Zimo in front of him.
"Junior brother! Get him quickly!" The old man in gold and silver robes frowned and yelled angrily.
"Hmph! Why should the Great Elder embarrass Senior Brother Yang Chen! If you want to capture me, you might as well do it yourself!" Dongfang Zimo suddenly snorted coldly, released a flying sword and disappeared from the spot.
In the void a hundred feet away, Dongfang Zimo Yujian appeared there, flicked his sleeves and threw out more than a dozen talismans.
The monks who surrounded the path were startled by Dongfang Zimo's sudden appearance, and fell from the air one after another under the attack of these talismans.
"Come on, kill him!"
Someone shouted, and hundreds of monks swarmed around, all moving towards Dongfang Zimo.
Although there are many of these monks, they all have cultivation levels below the Golden Core level. With Dongfang Zimona's cultivation level in the later stage of foundation building, he can naturally compete for a while.
However, Dongfang Zimo only used some spells that were not painful or itchy, and did not attack directly.
Although these monks were shot to the ground, they only suffered minor injuries and their lives were not in danger.
Dongfang Zimo obviously did not want to kill these fellow sect members who had no enmity against him.
But the result of doing so is to put yourself to death.
As a last resort, Dongfang Zimo had no choice but to use a long red blade and sweep it around. A red-hot blade swept away, directly forcing many monks back, but they were soon surrounded again.
The old man in gold and silver robes looked at everything indifferently, showing no sign of taking action.
Next to him were two early-stage Jindan monks, and a man wearing a Taoist robe with regular features was standing there with his eyes closed and concentrating.
The other one was a fierce man with bald hair, a big belly and an angry look staring into the distance. Both of them had a nonchalant attitude.
Dongfang Zimo withdrew his gaze from these two people. After hesitating for a moment, he finally disappeared from the spot in a few flashes.
The next moment, hundreds of monks who had gathered together suddenly heard screams, and everyone was blown away by a powerful force.
The man in Taoist robes who had kept his eyes closed opened his eyes and looked over with a surprised expression.
The old man in gold and silver robes shrank his pupils and his face became gloomy.
"Junior brother! Do you really want to help the tyrants do evil?" the old man in gold and silver robes said sternly.
Yang Chen ignored what he said and released the Wind God Boat under Dongfang Zimo's stunned gaze. The two of them took the boat and wanted to escape far away.
"How dare you disobey the Great Elder's order!" The ferocious man yelled angrily, stamped his feet, and fled away into a dark cloud.
He patted the storage bag, grabbed an ax in his hand, and struck forward fiercely, immediately locking the two of them with a suffocating spiritual pressure.
"Third Elder, you should go back!" Yang Chen said in a deep voice. He summoned a golden brush in his hand and waved it in the void, drawing a golden rune as big as a roulette wheel.
When the vicious man saw this rune, his eyelids suddenly twitched in horror, and he quickly formed a barrier to protect himself.
The golden runes easily broke through the ferocious man's axe, and the powerful aura directly pushed the ferocious man back dozens of steps.
The vicious man roared with anger and unwillingness. He wanted to continue casting spells but found that Yang Chen and others had disappeared.
"Start the sect-protecting formation quickly!" the old man in gold and silver robes ordered with a serious look on his face.
As soon as he said this, the originally transparent light array in the sky suddenly solidified.
Yang Chen, who was about to escape from here, saw this and without thinking, he took out the golden brush, transformed into a golden dragon, and rushed towards the formation.
Dongfang Zimo also slapped his storage bag, held the cyan sword in his hand, and exerted all his strength to wield a sharp sword energy.
Under the bombardment of two ancient magic weapons, no matter how strong the formation was, a three-foot-wide hole was suddenly blasted out by the two of them.
Yang Chen threw out a few talismans and stuck them on the Feng Shenzhou, which suddenly turned into a blue rainbow and flew out of the cave entrance.
And the sect-protecting formation quickly healed as before shortly after the two appeared.
"Don't let these two people escape, chase them quickly!" The old man in gold and silver robes ordered the monks around him angrily.
When those disciples and monks from other places heard this, they immediately went out to hunt him down.
"Great Elder! Leave those two to me!" The ferocious man was a little dissatisfied with Cai Cai's battle and wanted to continue fighting with Yang Chen.
"These two people have ancient magic weapons in their bodies. I'm afraid you won't be a match if you go alone. It's better to ask the second elder to go together." The old man Jinyin pondered for a moment and said a little inappropriately.
"Hmph! Are these two the only ones with magic weapons? Great Elder, please don't forget the magic weapon made from the thousand-year black iron that I asked the training hall to collect a few years ago." The ferocious man said unceremoniously.
"First Elder, don't worry. It won't be a problem for so many monks to follow the Third Elder to chase these two people." The man in Taoist robes on the side suddenly spoke calmly.
"In that case, let's follow the words of the second elder." The old man in gold and silver robes nodded.
Hearing this, the ferocious man grinned, and the dark clouds rolled under his feet, turning into a rainbow and escaping.
In the sky, hundreds of human figures were seen crossing the horizon holding various magical weapons.
Above these monks, a dark cloud paused, revealing the figure of a ferocious man.
This man released his golden elixir consciousness and suddenly spotted Dongfang Zimo and his two men thousands of feet away.
After withdrawing his consciousness, the ferocious man glanced solemnly at the monks below.
"If we go at this speed, these two people will have escaped long ago." The ferocious man murmured, and after a slight pause, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and recited an obscure spell. The dark clouds rolled under his feet, directly blowing away
As soon as the ferocious man was wrapped up, he turned into a black line and shot out, leaving these monks far behind in a few breaths.
This third elder actually planned to intercept Dongfang Zimo and Yang Chen alone.
Thousands of feet away, a green flying boat was flying at normal speed. Dongfang Zimo and others did not notice anything strange behind them.