Before their Tiandao Sect launched an attack, this woman dared to lead her men directly to kill them.

Tiandao Sect, who was feared and respected by everyone in the world, was completely ignored by her.

Chang Yong admitted that he was wrong. Just because Jun Muyan was just a woman, he shouldn't have thought that she was always emotional, hesitant and could not stir up big troubles, so that she actually took advantage of her.

He took a deep breath and his distorted face returned to normal.

"However, if you think you will win this way, you are totally wrong."

Chang Yong looked at her with a sneer, "Tiandao Sect has been destroyed, I can rebuild it, and if you have killed all the people, I can recruit them again. Even if Zhaoyao Mountain is leveled, it doesn't matter, as long as I can get you,

If you refine the elixir and take it... I will be able to break through the shackles and ascend to the continent of cultivation. At that time, Tiandao Sect, I can also rebuild there."

"Just because you're an old loser?" Muyan rolled her eyes, "You haven't even been able to successfully train your body and soul for hundreds of years, and yet you still have the nerve to chatter and look forward to the future."

Although that scumbag Zhao Hai is incompetent, he has been to the Cultivation Continent after all. After witnessing the cruel competition in the Cultivation Continent, he ran back in despair with his tail between his legs.

This old man has been practicing for hundreds of years and has the best resources of Tiandao Sect, but he can't even succeed in training his body and soul.

He actually looks forward to rebuilding the Tiandao Sect in the Cultivation Continent.

Could it be that this old man wanted to tell a joke and laugh her to death, and then win without a fight?

Chang Yong was completely angered by Muyan's careless ridicule and contempt.

"Bitch! Do you really think you can defeat me by killing my disciples?"

His whole body suddenly erupted with powerful momentum, and the air currents in the heaven and earth rippled.

The stars in the night sky have their luster distorted by these air currents.

The white clothes on Muyan's body also swayed in the air and fluttered in the air.

"I will kill you now and cut off your flesh piece by piece to make elixirs. But I will not kill you. I will cut you into a stick and put it in a jar so that you can see with your own eyes how I am doing it."

Ascension, how to control the wind and rain in the Cultivation Continent!"

Muyan slowly let out a breath.

There was a flash of light all over her body, colorful rays of light flashed, and seven swords appeared around her, surrounded by glittering lights.

[Seven Absolute Sword Spirits] The first form!

Muyan's eyes fell on Chang Yong, and she said with a bit of boredom: "You are mentally retarded, let's try it out and see who can cut whom into a stick!"

"Go to hell——!!"

The expression on Chang Yong's face was completely distorted, and he was completely angered by Muyan.

There was a battle that lasted from late at night to dusk, and the entire Tiandao Sect was completely razed to the ground.

Even half of Zhaoyao Mountain was riddled with holes by the attacks of these two people.

Muyan did not expect that although Chang Yong, an old immortal, had low cultivation, his real strength was much better than that good-for-nothing Zhao Hai.

This battle lasted for several hours.

Both the profound energy and spiritual power in her body were almost exhausted.

But Muyan only felt happy and contented.

She hadn't had such a happy fight in a long, long time.

For the sake of making me happy, I will send you to die peacefully.

Zheng——!

A piano sound suddenly sounded in the night sky.

Chang Yong was now even more exhausted than Mu Yan, as if he were at the end of a powerful crossbow.
Chapter completed!