1600: C1600 Yanluo Stinger and Taoism

C1600 Yanluo Stinger and Taoism

"Scram!"

Yang Junshan's voice was cold and straightforward.

When Yang Junshan saw that the West Mountain boat had been captured by the Flying Stream Sect and had been involved in the battle for the primordial purple gas, he had wanted to kill.

However, his killing intent was slightly restrained when he saw Eastflow and Jiang Xin on the boat, especially after he saw Shangguan father and son unharmed and the boat undamaged. Yang Junshan's original anger was quelled a lot.

Of course, the voice that truly made him decide to let go of the immortals of the Flying Stream Sect was heard when he arrived outside the boat.

"I hope that Immortal Junshan will show mercy!"

It was the voice of Immortal Daoyuan. Clearly, he, or the person backing him, had long since known about this. In fact, it was even possible for something like this to happen.

However, the Flying Stream Sect immortals on the boat didn't know that they had already made a trip to the Life and Death Gate with just a thought from Yang Junshan.

After hearing Yang Junshan's unrestrained scolding, the face of the immortal Shihuang changed, and he said coldly: "Young man, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you've stepped into the Great Luo Immortal Realm. You must know that the universe is vast, and even this pool of water in the Circulatory World is much deeper than you can imagine!"

"So noisy!"

Yang Junshan had never been good to this kind of old fogey who relied on his seniority to show off. He waved his big sleeve, and a huge torrent of energy surged towards Elder Shen.

Elder Shen Keji revealed a sneer. He thought to himself, this Yang Junshan was really arrogant, he could actually rely on just a casual wave of his hand to deal with him.

This time, he was determined to teach this arrogant junior a deep lesson. He was determined to make him understand that in front of the experienced Great Rudra, his methods were as naive as a child!

Elder Shen Keji opened his mouth and spat. The sheathless immortal sword turned into a streak of cold light, about to cut through Yang Junshan's raging waves.

Celestial Lord Shen Keji had already made up his mind to take advantage of the other party's arrogance and cut off one of his sleeves, causing the other party to feel extremely embarrassed!

However, the moment Celestial Lord Shen Keji's flying sword pointed towards Yang Junshan, the entire defensive array on the western boat was activated.

In an instant, in order to protect the true owners of the western mountain ship, all the formations and restrictions on the ship had been placed on Yang Junshan, the enemy of Immortal Shennang.

Immortal Deity Shen Keji's face turned completely red as his legs trembled under the heavy pressure. If it wasn't for the last bit of dignity he had left him struggling to stand up straight, he probably would have fallen on his knees on the deck by now.

Even so, the Golden Body Realm cultivator, Celestial Lord Shen Keji, was like a statue. He could not move at all and was left at the mercy of others to deal with.

This was what truly frightened Immortal Deity Shen Keji. It wasn't that he was afraid of death, but Yang Junshan's methods were too sharp, so fast that he didn't even have the chance to react. He had been easily suppressed without any warning. With the immortal elder's confidence in himself, this was definitely not something that an ordinary Great Rudra Immortal could do.

It was only at this moment that a hint of understanding arose in Immortal Shennai's heart. Being able to transcend the plane that was controlled by Primordius, how could he be lucky enough to succeed?

From the beginning, Yang Junshan wasn't the true rival in love, he was the real one!

The whole process seemed complicated, but in reality, it happened in an instant. Yang Junshan did not intend to kill anyone, and as the violent waves surged forward, Shen Nang and his flying sword flew out of the boat like duckweed, landing somewhere on the surface of the sea.

"You …"

Lu Mei was both frightened and furious. Just as he was about to extend his finger to point at Yang Junshan, he was pulled by Dongliu Immortal.

Lu Mei turned her head to look at Dongliu County's people furiously. Dongliu Qin took a deep breath and clasped his hands in salute, "Before, we were Meng Lang. In the future, we will definitely give the celestial sovereign an explanation. We will take our leave first!"

With that, he pulled Immortal Lu Mei, who was now extremely obedient, along with Jiang Xin, who was standing to the side. The three of them jumped out of the long boat and flew in the direction of the direction where Immortal Shen Yuan was sent flying.

Dongliu kept avoiding Yang Junshan's gaze, but Jiang Xin's face was full of guilt. He wanted to say something, yet he didn't have the courage to.

Yang Junshan didn't say another word. His face was as indifferent as ever, until the group of people from the Flying Stream Sect disappeared over the horizon.

"F * ck, we let them go so easily. We let them get away with this. We should just let them pay the price!"

Shangguan Lei cursed as the restrictions on his body were removed, but he was slapped on the back of his head by Shangguan Ru Xian, causing him to remain silent.

In reality, the Flying Sword Sect wanted to ease their relationship with the Yang family in the Western Mountain as well. The restrictions on Shangguan Lei's body had long since been replaced by a simple Origin Sealing Seal, only sealing the immortal elemental energy within his body.

"This old servant was careless and was taken advantage of by the Flying Sword Sect, and was almost taken away by them. It became a huge mistake, please punish me!" Shangguan Ru Xian apologized.

Behind him, Shangguan Lei scratched his head. Although he was a little unwilling, he still followed behind his father and begged for forgiveness.

"Whatever, it's not your fault. The other party has the numbers advantage and is caught off guard. Moreover, you have done meritorious deeds for being able to preserve the core secret warehouse without losing anything." Yang Junshan waved his hand.

The West Mountain's longboat had been meticulously modified by Yang Junshan for over a hundred years. Not only had the shape and style of the longboat changed, but more importantly, it had laid the foundation for the longboat to further upgrade to a galactic ship in the future.

Many of these ideas and secrets about Yang Junshan's future promotion were hidden in the secret core warehouse. As long as Murong Ruo kept the secret core warehouse, Yang Junshan would have control over the West Mountain's ship.

That was why Yang Junshan could control the entire boat the moment he appeared.

Just as the Shangguan father and son heaved a sigh of relief, they saw Yang Junshan walking slowly towards the boat.

Both father and son rushed forward to welcome him. However, when Yang Junshan was about to step into the boat, something strange happened!

"Kill Heart!"

A strange seal was formed right next to the protective screen of the western boat. Then it was imprinted on Yang Junshan's chest.

The appearance of this seal was without warning, and the sudden eruption of powerful might was terrifying. Amidst the shocked cries of the father and son duo on the boat, it imprinted itself onto Yang Junshan's chest like a bolt of lightning.

No one would have thought that the attack would happen right before Yang Junshan stepped into the boat!

"The Great Luo King Mountain is only mediocre!"

A soft laugh sounded in the void. A black pen tip shot out from the void towards Yang Junshan's throat.

At the same time, another hand stretched out from the void. In the palm of the other hand, the aura of death magically fused into a talisman, and stuck it between Yang Junshan's eyebrows.

However, at this time, Yang Junshan, who had been struck in the chest by a spell, suddenly raised his head and stared at the two incoming attacks with eyes like lightning. He did not dodge at all, even though his throat was pierced and a sigil was stuck between his eyebrows.

"I had expected that you would make a move, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Yang Junshan's expression remained unchanged, as if his heart was broken, his throat was pierced, and his primordial spirit was destroyed. To him, it was like nothing was affected at all. He remained calm and spoke.

"If the body doesn't die, the fleshly body doesn't exterminate the third layer!"

He couldn't figure out where the voice was coming from. It was getting more and more ethereal, but the surprise in his voice was obvious.

"It's too late to leave now!"

Yang Junshan's entire body shook. Countless rays of lightning, like spider webs, surrounded the surrounding space within a radius of three miles, forming a huge spherical lightning web.

At the same time, the seal on Yang Junshan's chest was shattered, the pierced throat was healing itself, the seal on his forehead fell off and disappeared.

Yang Junshan held the Sky Breaking Mace and gazed into the lightning net with eyes like lightning. He suddenly swung the mace and shouted, "Break!"

The lightning net suddenly disappeared. A muffled groan was followed by a spray of blood mist. A torn piece of paper fell down from the sky, but was kept by Yang Junshan.

"You still escaped, what a pity!"

Yang Junshan looked at the rough paper in his hand and murmured, "I haven't taken out the grandmist purple qi. It seems that it has already been refined. Who knows, maybe there will be another great enemy of the Accomplishing Dao in the future. It is truly tricky!"

While they were talking, Yang Junshan had landed on the deck of the boat. After the curtain was closed, the entire boat was under Yang Junshan's control, there was no chance that something unexpected would happen.

"Clan Head, may I ask who was the person who just ambushed us?" Shangguan Ru Xian quickly asked.0

"Oh, who else could it be, the Son of Yanluo!" Yang Junshan answered without thinking.

Shangguan Ru Xian's expression changed drastically: "It's really him, the Patriarch actually beat back the Ghost Clan's number one person!"

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Return, let's leave here. Before we head back to the west mountain, you can handle whatever you want to do. Don't disturb me!"

Finished speaking, he ignored the respectful gazes of the Shangguan father and son, and went straight to the core secret warehouse to refine the grandmist purple gas.

With the appearance of the celestial palace, the competition for the purple energy had finally come to an end. The transformation of the world into a world had already been completed.

The space immortal formation at the Chaotic Gate of the Zhou Heavenly Star Realm had been broken, but Empyrean Primordius was still firmly guarding the entrance to the Primal Chaos Land, as if silently waiting for something.

After an unknown period of time, Empyrean Primordius, who was guarding the entrance to the Bedlam Lands, seemed to sense something. A smile suddenly appeared on his originally calm face. "Seven Primordial Purple Clouds, we've reached the fourth stage. We've achieved our Dao!"

At this moment, Yang Junshan, who had been cultivating in the secret core warehouse for many days, suddenly appeared on the deck of the west boat as he looked into the distance at the deep starry sky, waiting for something. At this moment, the west boat had just returned outside of the western mountain star realm.

However, a vast and distant voice transmitted across the entire Zhou Heavenly Star Realm, towards the even deeper stars in the sky, "I am the Master of the Zhou Heavenly Realm, Pu Yuan. Today, before the Primal Chaos, my clan has been established as the 'Dao', and the various realms of the starry sky have become witnesses. It was none other than the Dao of the Heavens!

In an instant, the Haotian Mirror swept across the entire Starfield.

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