Jiang Daoyuan has devoted himself to cultivation these years, and Jiang Wenzhen is responsible for all affairs of the sect, so he does not know Xiang Shen.
But with such an arrogant and domineering attitude, he instantly saw a familiar shadow behind the unfamiliar face.
"His Majesty Wan Jian..."
Thinking of being tricked by this person a few months ago, Jiang Daoyuan couldn't help but grit his teeth and felt a sense of humiliation in his heart.
Today, his situation is over, and he is besieged by the Baihua Valley Master and the Guimu Valley Master. This Si Wuyue, a mere pill-forming junior, dares to climb on his head to shit and urinate. He is really bullying! ..
"My fellow Taoist, please be patient."
Yin Lu, the master of Baihua Valley, suddenly took a step forward and stopped in front of Xiang Shu, with a hint of wariness in his eyes.
She had seen the astonishing scene of Xiang Shu stirring magma in the center of the earth and fighting fiercely with Duan Chengtong from a distance, so naturally she would not underestimate her like Jiang Daoyuan.
However, in view of Xiang Shen's rude remarks before, it was difficult for Yin Lu to put on a good face, so he said in a nonchalant tone:
"Friend Xiang, I know a little bit about the grudge between you and Fengyue Sect. The root cause is not Jiang Daoyuan, but the true disciple Wan Lingmo.
In today's situation, I hope fellow Taoists don't interfere, just watch from the side. "
Xiang Shen turned his head and looked at Yin Lu calmly with a pair of scarlet pupils filled with anger.
Yin Lu was frightened for a while when he saw it. Just as he was about to open his mouth to add a few words, he saw Xiang Shu suddenly grinning, showing his white teeth in a smile, and said in a relaxed tone: "Okay!"
As he said that, Xiang Shu stood up and took two steps back. It was obvious that he wanted to watch the show.
Yin Lu couldn't stand Xiang Shu's attitude, but at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes, and landed on Jiang Daoyuan again.
"Master Jiang."
Yin Lu's bark-like old hands grasped the dragon-headed crutches, and said with a sneer: "In today's battle, 90% of the elders in your sect died, even the great elder Jiang Wenzhen died. If I were you, I would have committed suicide long ago, how could you still have the face? Will you continue to live in this world?"
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!"
Jiang Daoyuan snorted coldly, "Today I admit defeat, but as long as I am alive, Fengyue Sect will not be dead! You two joined forces to kill me, but they were not even close."
With that said, Jiang Daoyuan looked past Yin Lu and looked at Jiang Yi, and smiled coldly: "Jiang Valley Master is indeed an ancient monk. He can keep two sects safe with a mirror, but after sustaining it for such a long time, you should reach your limit." Bar?"
Jiang Yi's face did not change when he heard this, and he said calmly: "I don't care about the sect master. Although my cultivation has not been fully restored, it is enough to last until the sect master dies."
"What a shame!"
Jiang Daoyuan waved his hand, swept the storage ring with a flick of his sleeve, and a blood-red severed finger appeared, "I want to see how strong your flying frost mirror can be under the blood finger!"
Seeing the blood-red severed finger, Yin Lu's face changed slightly, but he was not surprised. Then without saying anything, he offered up a similarly blood-red severed finger, "You are not the only one who has bloody fingers!"
Zhong Yishan squinted his eyes slightly, but instead of using the blood finger belonging to Gui Mu Gu, he disappeared into the void.
Jiang Daoyuan laughed and didn't care about Zhong Yishan's actions at all.
He reached out and patted his lower abdomen, and Nascent Soul immediately emerged from his Dantian. He spat out a ball of blood and submerged it into the blood finger, and then controlled the blood finger to collide with Yin Lu's ball.
There are five blood fingers in total, which were carved up from a bloody broken palm by the five major sects in the past. The power contained in them far exceeds a full blow of the Nascent Soul monk.
Now that the two bloody fingers collide, the power they unleash must be astonishing. As long as he can blow up a gap in the Feishuang Mirror, he can escape from the predicament and escape!
When the time comes to return to Fengyue Sect and open the sect formation, who can do anything to defeat him?
Just when Jiang Daoyuan had this thought in his mind, he saw that the bloody finger he had sacrificed suddenly dissipated and turned into nothingness before it touched the one in Baihua Valley.
Not to mention the power to explode the Flying Frost Mirror, it failed to produce even a single shock ripple.
"What...what's going on?"
Jiang Daoyuan was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.
And at that moment when he was stunned, Zhong Yishan suddenly appeared silently behind him. The cold sword flashed and pierced Jiang Daoyuan's back of the head and vest until the hilt was gone.
The cold touch spreads throughout the body along the blade.
Jiang Daoyuan lowered his head and saw the flickering tip of the stabbing knife, his eyes filled with confusion, "Why..."
He still didn't understand why the blood finger dissipated without even the slightest burst of power?
If two fingers collide, the shock wave erupted is enough to make anyone stay away from him, and Zhong Yishan will not have a chance to kill him.
Zhong Yishan already knew?
Jiang Daoyuan suddenly figured out something, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"It seems you have remembered."
Zhong Yishan's words were cold, as if they were blown from Jiuyou, "Your Feng Yue Sect's bloody finger was lost as early as when you killed my father in a sneak attack. The real bloody finger is in my hand."
When Zhong Yishan said this, he drew out the blade and stabbed Jiang Daoyuan's dantian fiercely, "Remember? That's how you turned around and attacked my father's dantian first."
Zhong Yishan took out another knife that stabbed the back of his head, inserted it flat into his throat, and said calmly: "I penetrated the back of my neck again, cut off my father's head, and crushed his Nascent Soul."
"But there is one thing you would never have thought of. My father, he cultivates the second Nascent Soul and is very good at hiding it."
Zhong Yishan stretched out his hand and pulled out Jiang Daoyuan's Nascent Soul. He looked at the Nascent Soul with frightened eyes and pleading for mercy, and a smile on his face: "Jiang Daoyuan, I would like to thank you very much. If you hadn't taken refuge in the underworld, I don't know how long I would have had to endure before I could take you with me. I want to worship my father’s head at my father’s grave.”
Jiang Daoyuan's face turned pale and he stared at Zhong Yishan. He said "ho ho" and wanted to say something, but Zhong Yishan didn't seem to want to hear it anymore. With a slight force in his hand, the Nascent Soul shattered.
Jiang Daoyuan didn't say anything in the end. He tilted his neck and died.
The last generation of Fengyue Sect masters died.
After today, Fengyue Sect, which has lost all its top leaders, will inevitably become history with Jiang Daoyuan's death.
Zhong Yishan cut off Jiang Daoyuan's head with a knife and put it into the cutting ring.
Zhong Yongchang stared at this scene blankly, his expression extremely complicated.
He never knew that his grandfather, who had been dead for many years, was actually killed by Jiang Daoyuan.
How painful must it be for my father to hide his secret and endure it alone for so many years?
His father had always wanted to pass on the position of Valley Master to him. Was he also afraid that he would die on the road of revenge, leaving Guimu Valley leaderless and falling into chaos?
Zhong Yishan sensed his son's gaze, looked back at Zhong Yongchang, and slowly smiled.
At this moment, he was truly the happiest in the past two hundred years.
While the father and son were making eye contact, the other monks in the Feishuang Mirror looked at the headless corpse on the ground and felt a sense of unreality.
"it's over……"
"The number one sect in Dongzhou really died like this."
"Happily, Fengyue Sect's sect is more demonic than demonic. I have long disliked them!"
"..."
Some people are sighing, some are happy, and some are sad.
However, these have nothing to do with Xiang Shu.
She just looked at Zhong Yishan silently and thought about an old thing.
It turned out that when this person showed up to help in Xuanyin Sect, he was afraid that Jiang Daoyuan would be forced to use a bleeding finger, which would expose his secret and miss the opportunity to kill him.
As he said at the beginning, he took action, but it had little to do with him.
Xiang Shen smiled faintly and was about to fly away when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white light coming from the corner of his eye.
Her face turned cold, and she grabbed the white light with her backhand. When the white light dissipated, she saw a Pure Heart Jade Pendant lying quietly in the palm of her hand.
The cool breath spread into his heart through his palms, and the faint red light in Xiang Shu's eyes was immediately suppressed by half, making his eyes clearer.
She looked at the Qingxin Jade Pendant, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and when she raised her head, she saw Jiang Yi walking towards him with a look of helplessness on his face, and sighed: "Fellow Taoist Xiang, this is already the fourth jade pendant, should you?"
Will you continue to scold me? "
Xiang Shen looked at him, then lowered his eyes at the jade pendant, and then chuckled: "I almost forgot, Taoist Fellow Jiang, if you didn't tell me, I already apologized. I'm really sorry."
This sounded like an apology, but Jiang Yi didn't hear any apology in it.
He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "It seems that the Holy Sun Orb failed to completely neutralize the influence of the Demon Fetus on you. Can fellow Taoist feel his own changes?"
In his impression, Xiang Shu had a calm temperament and never talked nonsense. Act more carefully and decisively, making decisions before taking action;
Looking at Xiang Shen now, not only is he arrogant in his words and often offends others, but he is also reckless in his actions, a little crazy, completely ignoring his own injuries, as if he is a completely different person.
Xiang Shu had naturally noticed this change a long time ago.
It felt bad to be out of control, but that trace of demonic nature had been integrated into herself along with the golden elixir. She was unable to change it in a short period of time. She could only try her best to suppress the trace of demonic thoughts and do less troublesome things.
Thinking of this, Xiang Shu squeezed the jade pendant in his hand and suddenly said: "Since fellow Taoist sees it, why don't you give me more jade pendants?"
Jiang Yi was startled when he heard the words, turned his head to look at the sky, and pretended not to hear.
In the past, Xiang Shen would never have been so thick-skinned.
Jiang Yi finally took out three Qingxin jade pendants again and handed them to Xiang Shen. He said with a pained face: "This already accounts for half of Baihua Valley's inventory. You should use it sparingly."
"Of course."
Xiang Shen put away the jade pendant, clasped his fists and said with a smile, "I would also like to thank fellow Daoist Jiang for your generous donation to relieve my urgent need."
This time, there was a bit more sincerity in the thank you.
Jiang Yi shook his head helplessly and was about to speak, but at this moment, the entire Feishuang Mirror shook violently.
The expressions of everyone in the scene changed, and before they could speak, they heard a shocking sound of cracking rocks that spread throughout the entire inner space of the earth.
In an instant, the world turned upside down!
The scorching white underground magma suddenly lost all color in an instant and turned into black and white. An indescribable feeling of despair and depression arose from everyone's heart.
"Why did the magma turn black?"
"This resentment...is something wrong with the center of the earth!"
"Hasn't the passage to the underworld been destroyed? Who would be harmful to the center of the earth?"
"Is Mo Spider still alive after being slapped by the old demon king?!"
"..."
The two sects were in panic. Jiang Yi looked ugly. Without saying a word, he took out a large number of top-quality spiritual stones and threw them into the formation. He controlled the Flying Frost Mirror to quickly pass through the magma and approach the center of the earth.
As soon as they entered the center of the earth, everyone heard a familiar and crazy laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
"In today's battle, I won in the end!"
