As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen mysterious old men slowly walked out from the noisy crowd.
They were dressed in red robes, holding silver-moon spears, and their steps revealed the vicissitudes of time.
The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became chilly, as if there was some unspeakable power surging.
One of them was an old man in red robe, with a tall and straight posture, bright eyes and full of aura.
He glared at the villain and shouted angrily: "I don't care if you start a sect, that's your freedom! However, you can't accept Yongzhong as an elder, which is never allowed!"
The villain's face changed slightly when faced with the red-robed old man's questioning, but he quickly regained his composure.
He sneered and said: "This is my sect. I can accept whoever I want to be an elder. Can you control it?"
As soon as the villain finished speaking, the bald monk beside him stood up suddenly, his eyes seemed to be spitting out fire.
"metropolitan!"
The bald monk shouted loudly, "I once begged to return to the sect, but you coldly rejected me. If I choose to join other sects, do I still need your permission? I was just captured by the demons. Do all Should monks who have been captured by demons be labeled as traitors?"
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of monks stood up from their seats, menacingly.
"I am a monk who has returned from the Demon Realm. Do you have any questions?"
"Me too!"
"..."
Zhang Liucheng stared at the group of old men in red robes with sharp eyes, filled with anger in his heart.
He sneered and said: "You are just a group of arrogant and arrogant people! You have blocked the way for seniors to return to the sect, and do not allow seniors to find other ways out. It is simply arrogant and ridiculous!!"
The leader of the old man in red robe had a cold look in his eyes and shouted sternly at Zhang Liucheng: "Huh, boy, you are just an insignificant reptile. In this anti-region, you can almost be ignored. How dare you be so overestimated? Are you dissatisfied with your longevity by meddling in my personal affairs?"
Hearing this, Antitian's expression became stern and he shouted angrily: "Old thief, how dare you be so rude to my little brother! You don't even look at where this place is. Who dares to compete with me in the entire Antirealm! You You think you can be tyrannical with this little strength, you simply don’t want to live or die! Today, I will let you taste my power!"
The gods in the gods straightened their bodies, with a cold light in their eyes, and said to the red-robed old man: "You are an extremely ignorant guy, how dare you be rude to my master, I will let you taste the consequences of your rude words today!"
Before the words of the Godly Clothes of the Gods were finished, the divine light around them radiated, and a giant golden palm condensed out of the void, and suddenly struck at the red-robed old man.
Just hearing a roar, the red-robed old man and his entourage turned into flying ash under the power of the golden giant palm, dissipating between the heaven and the earth.
The faces of the rebel monks present turned pale in an instant, their pupils suddenly shrunk, and their horror was palpable.
"More than a dozen strong men who had reached the Convergence Realm were reduced to ashes with just one move from him. Such strength is really shocking."
"His power is beyond our imagination!"
Many monks were talking about it.
Zhang Liucheng stared at Anti-Yongzhong and said in a deep voice: "Yongzhong, your former sect master has fallen here. Apart from you, there is no suitable candidate in the world for this important task!"
Afterwards, Zhang Liucheng turned his attention to the Divine Clothes of the Heavens and ordered in a serious tone: "The Divine Clothes of the Heavens, you need to go with Fan Yongzhong to help him conquer those rebellious disciples and make them surrender."
"Yes!" All Heavenly Divine Clothes responded.
After Zhutian Shenyi and Fan Yongzhong left together, the opening ceremony of Fan Yuanzong continued.
An hour later, Zhutian Shenyi and Fan Yongzhong returned to Fan Yuanzong safely.
Behind them, a group of monks followed obediently.
The gods of the heavens said solemnly: "Master, Fan Yongzhong has firmly taken the position of sect leader, and all the monks have surrendered."
Zhang Liucheng gently patted the shoulders of Zhutian Shenyi and said with a smile: "I am very satisfied with this result!"
Fan Yongzhong stepped forward, clasped his fists with his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you very much, little friend, for helping me. I will keep this kindness in my heart. From now on, I will do my best to defend the glory of the sect and live up to my position as the sect leader!"
Zhang Liucheng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled calmly: "Fellow Taoist Yongzhong, there is no need to be polite! If you and I had been in the same mind earlier, this dispute would not have caused waves!"
Suddenly, a figure as bright as a star appeared in front of Zhang Liucheng.
She was wearing a white gauze as light as floating clouds, and her long hair was dancing.
She knelt down gracefully, with a mysterious power exuding from her body.
Zhang Liucheng's heart tightened as he recognized this dreamlike woman - she was Han Zixuan.
"Master, this disciple wants something."
Han Zixuan lowered her head and said, with a hint of deep cruelty in her eyes.
Hearing this, Zhang Liucheng stared at Han Zixuan with deep eyes and said in a deep voice: "Zixuan, as long as you say it, no matter what you want, I will do my best to satisfy you."
"What I ask for is your life!"
As soon as Han Zixuan finished speaking, a bright light bloomed between her eyebrows, as if stars had descended into the world.
A mysterious power surged out of Han Zixuan's body, and a black needle shot out like lightning, directly into Zhang Liucheng's divine sea.
A flash of astonishment flashed in Zhang Liucheng's eyes. He had never expected that Han Zixuan would betray him, let alone that Han Zixuan would be so cruel and want to take his life.
However, as a powerful man in the Mahayana realm, Zhang Liucheng's strength is unfathomable.
Although Han Zixuan's attack was unexpected and hard to guard against, Zhang Liucheng remained firm and did not fall down immediately.
Zhang Liucheng suddenly struck out with a palm, and the spiritual energy surged like a torrent and instantly condensed into a huge palm.
Its power is so great that it seems to be able to shake the heaven and the earth.
This palm shot out of the air and went straight towards Han Zixuan, carrying unrivaled power.
This force was so powerful that it seemed like even the air was being squeezed to the point of making a hissing sound.
Han Zixuan also felt the threat of this power. Her face changed slightly and she retreated instantly.
However, Zhang Liucheng's blow did not seem to end there.
The moment the huge palm approached Han Zixuan, it suddenly split open from the inside out and turned into billions of tiny spiritual energy arrows, which shot toward Han Zixuan overwhelmingly.
The sound of arrows breaking through the wind is sharp and harsh, which is frightening.
At this critical moment, Han Zixuan showed amazing strength and reaction.
Han Zixuan quickly formed seals with her hands and muttered words. An invisible shield instantly appeared in front of her, blocking the spiritual energy arrows one by one.
Zhang Liucheng sneered. His attack was both false and true, and the real killing move was hidden in the arrow formed from the split palm.
However, Han Zixuan didn't seem to notice this and still defended the huge palm with all her strength.
At this moment, an arrow filled with spiritual energy suddenly broke through Han Zixuan's shield and struck directly between her eyebrows.
Han Zixuan had already had a premonition in her heart. Her figure was as light as the wind, and she nimbly avoided Zhang Liucheng's sharp blow in an instant.
Han Zixuan knew that Zhang Liucheng was exhausted at this moment. As long as Zhang Liucheng took a breather, he could quickly recover.
If you want to kill Zhang Liucheng then, it will be even harder than climbing to the sky.
Then, Han Zixuan suddenly jumped up, leaving shadows in the air like ghosts, and a long sword flashing with cold light suddenly appeared in his hand.
The long sword buzzed and trembled, like an angry dragon's roar, and the harsh sword cry resounded throughout the sky.
Han Zixuan attacked Zhang Liucheng brazenly. This time, she had no reservations and directly launched the ultimate killing move.
