"The Heavenly Lord of the Three Treasures of the Three Pure Realms and Three Realms of the Great Luo of Nothingness is here!"
Yang Yufeng shouted slogans from his mouth, kneaded magic spells with his hands, and showed his authority without getting angry. Looking at the Chu River was like looking at an insect.
"You actually forced me to burn incense and use half of my ancestor's magical power. You are so proud!"
Qinglin Qingmu knelt in front of Yang Yufeng and shouted, "Please ask the Patriarch to use his magical power to kill demons and demons!"
When Jiang Yunshan saw this, he knelt down and shouted, "Please ask the Patriarch to show his magical power!"
All those people, including Wu Yangyang, knelt down in an instant and said, "Please ask the Patriarch to show his magical power!"
The sound waves even instantly suppressed the howling sounds of the surrounding demons.
Jiang Yunshan raised his head excitedly and looked at Chu He full of resentment. The crowd around him also looked at Chu He. If looks could kill, Chu He must have died hundreds of thousands of times at this moment.
"All living beings are suffering. Believe in me, the Puritan Sect, and you will be safe." Yang Yufeng's mouth came out with an ethereal, vast voice that sounded like a divine voice, echoing in this space for a long time.
This voice seems to have magic power, making people instantly calm, as if they have seen victory.
Chu He watched this scene with a smile, and his eyes stayed on the huge shadow behind Yang Yufeng.
Yang Yufeng looked at Chuhe with disdain, stretched out his hand and pointed at Chuhe, "Shangqing points his finger to destroy your soul."
He recited the spell silently in his mind and mobilized the phantom of the Patriarch behind him that was possessing him. He only saw the phantom of the Patriarch standing behind him who was originally compassionate and compassionate, and slowly raised his hand.
A breathtaking light gathered between the fingers of the shadow, as if it was about to be triggered in the next moment.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Yang Yufeng looked at Chu He like a cat playing with a mouse, "As a descendant of the Demon Suppression Temple, you should have suppressed the seal, but you ignored the safety of the people in the world and allowed the seal to be broken. Do you know
crime?"
"I said, if you do ink for a while, the spiritual power in your body will be completely exhausted, right?" Chu He said with a smile.
He knew that Yang Yufeng just wanted to build momentum. On such an important occasion, if his highlight moment could last longer, it would undoubtedly be a huge benefit to their Shangqing faction.
Maybe after this battle, their Shangqing Sect will become the largest Taoist sect in the world.
Although he knew this and what Yang Yufeng was thinking, Chu He had no intention of stopping him.
Because regret always comes after hope is shattered.
The more these people believe in Yang Yufeng now, the more they will regret it later!
In this way, you can also gain a wave of regret points.
Yang Yufeng sneered again and again, "It doesn't matter if you still have a sharp tongue when you are about to die, I will help you."
He continued in a cold voice, "But before that, I want to take back your Taoist identity on behalf of the Taoists in the world!"
"Master Baixing is one of the seventy-two sages of the Taoist sect, and he actually taught a disciple like you. He will also be removed from the position of the seventy-two sages. From now on, there will no longer be a demon-suppressing temple in the Taoist sect in the world!"
Yang Yufeng looked at Chu He, eager to see the pain in Chu He's eyes.
As a result, Chu He shook his head and chuckled, "The whole world is going to disappear. What will happen if there is no demon suppression temple?"
After laughing, Chu He's face turned cold, "But, my master is also someone you can have any arbitrary opinions on?"
"Nie Zan, today I will make the Demon Suppression Temple cease to exist!"
Yang Yufeng couldn't help but pointed it out directly!
Bo!
There was a soft sound between his fingers, like a bubble bursting, and a puff of green smoke emerged from between him.
"Look! Master Yang is about to use his magical power!"
"Master Yang is mighty! Master Yang...what's wrong with Master Yang?"
Before everyone could cheer, they saw the huge god-like shadow behind Yang Yufeng slowly lowering his hand.
this!?
What's going on!?
Yang Yufeng was far more shocked than these outsiders.
He suddenly felt that he had wasted his energy to burn incense and invite the Patriarch, but...he was actually out of control?
Yang Yufeng continued to point forward without giving up.
As a result, the shadow of the Patriarch behind him still showed no reaction.
I mean!
I'll point again!
Yang Yufeng's hand pointed towards Chuhe like a spring, but except for a little smoke coming out of his finger at the beginning, there was no feedback at all.
What went wrong!?
Yang Yufeng broke into cold sweat instantly.
The art of Fuji is extremely dangerous. Even the invited ancestor may have various accidents. What's more, in order to enhance the power of Fuji, he also burned high incense.
Yang Yufeng slowly turned around and looked at the phantom of the Patriarch he invited.
"Please ask the Patriarch to take action... What else are you asking for!?"
Yang Yufeng could no longer remain calm and exclaimed.
He turned his head and saw the shadowy figure of his ancestor standing behind him, with an extremely human expression on his face.
I saw the ancestor Xuying put down his hand, staring straight at Chuhe, with a complicated look on his face.
Chu He also looked at this acquaintance invited by Yang Yufeng with interest.
The 30th leader of the Shangqing Sect, Yang Lanfeng.
The last time I saw him was six hundred years ago.
Master Baixing had fallen long ago, but the Demon Suppression Temple was also one of the top Taoist sects in the world at that time!
Yang Lanfeng, who was still a disciple of the Shangqing Sect at that time, met Chu He when he went to the Demon Zhen Temple to pay homage to Master Bai Xing when the Demon Suppression Temple was at its most prominent.
Chu He was still so young at that time, but in the blink of an eye, hundreds of years later, the body of Yang Lanfeng, the once proud son of heaven, had long since decayed, and only a wisp of his true spirit was enshrined in the ancestral altar of the Shangqing Sect.
But the Chu River remains the same.
Time seems to have left no trace on Chu He's body.
This was the biggest reason for Yang Lanfeng to stop attacking.
Hundreds of years have passed, but the Chu River has remained unchanged!?
Is it possible that he has already achieved the realm of land immortal?
Although Yang Lanfeng only left a ray of true spirit, he still had the ability to think. He subconsciously looked at Yang Yufeng.
Why does this unfilial disciple want to provoke the successor of Demon Zhen Guan!?
Don’t you know that Master Hundred Stars alone in the Demon Suppressing Temple was able to suppress the seal? How could his disciples and successors be simple people?
What's more, this person has lived for hundreds of years. I'm afraid his cultivation level would have been unfathomable!
Yang Lanfeng stared at Yang Yufeng without saying a word, and a strong pressure instantly enveloped Yang Yufeng.
"Master Patriarch!" Yang Yufeng was horrified and hurriedly explained, "Although this beast belongs to the same Taoist sect, he unexpectedly opened the seal of the spiritual world and even deceived the master to destroy the ancestors, digging up the bones of Master Bai Xing and scattering them into ashes.
, this animal has fallen into the devil's path!"
"Please take action, Patriarch, to suppress this beast!"
"Heh." Yang Lanfeng said with a divine sense of vastness.
Yang Yufeng felt relieved and looked at Chuhe again.
Although there are some twists and turns, it is estimated that the ancestor is also thinking about the identity of the successor of the Chuhe Daomen, but after explaining to him now, there should be no serious problems.
Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Lanfeng's voice came again, "Where is Yang Yufeng, the successor of Shangqing?"
"The disciple is here!"
Yang Yufeng respectfully claimed that he was expecting his ancestor to show off his power, but the next words caught him off guard.