This young man's clothes are very weird, and his accent is even more awkward, but the aura on his body is like burning fire cooking oil, hot and powerful, and he has reached the ninth level of Qi training.

Standing on the big cauldron, this man looked down at the monks of the Vajra Sect with an extremely arrogant expression.

"The disciples of the Danyang Sect, instead of refining elixirs and making fire, are you here to imitate the Buddha and steal elixirs?" The monk's face turned gloomy, and the eagle's eyes were fixed on the young man.

Turns out he is a disciple of Danyang Sect!

Zhao Xun, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the young man's clothes, and sure enough he saw an embroidered cauldron pattern on it. This was the logo of Danyang Gate, one of the five Immortal Sects.

Danyang Sect is an immortal sect that is proficient in the art of alchemy. Its attainments in alchemy are the highest in Tiannan Continent. Most of its disciples have water and fire spiritual roots, and their alchemy skills are extremely strong. However, this sect is not good at fighting.

, even in terms of overall strength, it is at the bottom among the five immortal sects.

This person dares to show up now, just to see that the monks of the Vajra Sect have gone through a fight, their magic power is not in a good state, and they want to pick up the slack.

If it were normal times, the Danyang Sect would not dare to fight with the monks of the Vajra Sect.

At this time, the Vajra Sect monk stood on the spot, his body full of vitality and blood, and the golden Buddha light shrouded his whole body, and he seemed to be unable to look injured.

Hearing the monk's slightly sarcastic words, the young man narrowed his narrow eyes, stared at him, and suddenly laughed: "You don't have to fool me, does it feel bad to be injured by Shangqing Sword Qi?"

Hearing this, the face of the monk from the Vajra Sect changed slightly.

"Om!"

The monk's murderous intention arose in his heart, and he uttered Buddhist mantras. Golden Buddha power surged out of his body. With the blessing of the mantras, the golden wheel in his hand became even more spiritual.

This magical weapon has no Buddhist benevolent light at all. Instead, it is filled with evil aura and fierce murderous intent, turning into a golden light and flying towards the young man.

Seeing the monk taking the lead, the young man was not surprised but happy. This showed that the monk opposite had indeed been seriously injured by Shangqing Sect's sword energy, otherwise he would not have been so anxious to take action first.

He moved his hands and murmured words. The three-legged bronze cauldron under him was activated by the magic power, suspended in front of him, and rotated. It was also a high-grade magic weapon.

"Boom"

The cauldron flew out quickly and collided with the golden wheel. The aura of the two magic weapons increased greatly, and they were constantly competing with each other!

After all, the young man was just waiting for work, and the magic power in his body was 100% activated. However, the Vajra Sect monk had just experienced a fierce battle. Although he killed the powerful enemy, the young man was right. At this time, he was already covered in wounds.

Qingjian Qi hurt the heart.

After taking away the Taoist priest's storage bag, he wanted to stay away from this place and find a place to rest. Who would have thought that there would be a yellow bird watching behind him.

This suddenly made the monk secretly complain.

Momentum is often very important in the fight between monks. In addition, the other party is a sect like Danyang Sect, which is not very powerful in fighting skills, which makes the monk feel lucky.

But when they actually faced each other, the face of the monk from the Vajra Sect changed drastically. This young man's magic power was extremely pure, and the large cauldron magic weapon was extremely thick and powerful, making him feel like he was invincible.

"The mighty heavenly dragon, the Buddhist cassock!"

A stern expression flashed across the monk's face, and then he swayed forward and reached out to pull on his cassock.

There was a golden dragon vaguely embroidered on the bright red cassock. When the monk pinched the magic formula in his hand, the cassock immediately flew into the air, and its volume increased several times, covering the entire sky.

"Ouch" a golden dragon wrapped around the cassock and fell down as the cassock capsized.

What a powerful Buddhist instrument!

Zhao Xun, who was behind the huge rocks in the barren mountains in the distance, couldn't help but be shocked. From such a distance, he could feel the power of the red cassock. Once trapped inside, it would be extremely difficult to break free.

The young man opposite was obviously aware of this. His expression changed drastically, he pinched the magic formula in his hands, and two balls of cyan spiritual fire were suspended in his palms.

"Xuan Yang Spirit Fire! Disease!"

He stretched out his hand and pushed, and the two green spiritual fires immediately floated out and hit the three-legged bronze cauldron.

Touching the cauldron, two groups of green spiritual fire disappeared into the cauldron in an instant, and then, a cluster of golden flames rose tremblingly from the cauldron.

The temperature of this fire is extremely terrifying. As soon as it emerged from the cauldron, the surrounding air was burned and distorted.

After doing this, the young man's face turned pale, and the mana in his body was almost exhausted. He gritted his teeth and controlled the Xuanyang Spirit Fire to turn into a line of fire and rise into the sky.

A "chi" sound.

A big hole was burned out of the bright red Buddhist cassock. The entangled golden dragon screamed and turned into wisps of Buddhist power and dissipated. The cassock also dimmed, looking like it had lost its spiritual energy.

Upon seeing this, the monk of the King Kong Sect twitched twice. Unexpectedly, this disciple of the Danyang Sect had mastered a powerful spiritual fire, which almost destroyed his cassock magic weapon.

This made him feel heartbroken and filled with hatred.

"Boom!"

The golden wheel rotated and collided with the cauldron, making a dull sound. The monk reached out and took the golden wheel in his hand. He took a deep breath. Suddenly, his body expanded and changed to about one foot, like a little giant.<

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The muscles of his naked upper body were bulging, and his originally burly body was now even more unbelievably strong.

"Roar!" He let out an angry roar and stepped on the ground with his feet, creating a ravine. He stared at the young man opposite.

The footsteps stomped on the ground, and with a bang, it was like a cheetah rushing out.

"Vajra Sect Mingwang Body! Xuanyang Spirit Fire, go!" Seeing the monk displaying the secret technique of Vajra Sect, the Danyang Sect man looked panicked and activated the spirit fire.

The Xuanyang Spiritual Fire flew in the air, split into three smaller groups of spiritual fires, and flew toward the monk in a triangle shape.

At the same time, he swallowed a yellow pill in his mouth, which immediately restored 20% of his mana. He quickly activated the bronze cauldron, rotating it and crashing forward.

"Bang"

The monk looked ferocious, and punched out a fist as big as a sandbag, hitting the bronze cauldron with a loud noise. The cauldron instantly became its original size and spun to the right.

The Xuanyang spiritual fire fell, and the golden Buddha's light enveloped the monk's burly body. The spiritual fire burned the Buddha's light and made a "sizzling" sound.

The origin of this Xuanyang spiritual fire is unknown, and it is extremely powerful. It burned the monk until he screamed and suffered terribly.

"Call"

The golden spiritual fire wrapped around his body, burning the monk into a burning man. He was about to be burned to death. Suddenly, a bone on his chest shone brightly, blocking the spiritual fire.<

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"Not good!" The Danyang Sect disciple's face turned extremely pale, and he turned around to leave.

"Click!"

How could a monk from the Vajra Sect miss such a great opportunity? His burly body rushed forward, and he was behind the young man in an instant. He pressed the man's head with his fan-like palms and then twisted it violently.

The sound of broken neck bones was heard, and blood flowed out from the corners of the Danyang Sect disciple's mouth, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with eyes wide open. He twitched twice and then stopped moving.

"Amitabha!"

The monk breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the ground, chanted the Buddha's name silently, and activated the beads on his chest to expel the Xuanyang spiritual fire outside the body like maggots on the tarsal bones.
Chapter completed!