135: C135 Enclave

C135 Enclave

In his line of sight, a large cloud was rapidly approaching from the horizon. On top of the clouds stood two Eternal Gods. Their eyes were terrifying, and they were like two unrivalled divine lamps as they emitted dazzling splendor. One of them was an old man. However, it was as if an ancient demonic dragon was hibernating within his body, as if it could be revived at any time.

He held an ancient bronze mirror in his hand. It was an extraordinary mirror. On the surface of the mirror, a mist was rising. It was as if the heaven and earth were within this region, as if a sea of mist had been refined within. It was extremely hazy.

Beast Resisting Immortal Sect's Old Man Chen, South Mount Kunlun of the Southbright Li Prefecture, the Seven Sentiments Divine Lands' Fang Jiuzhong, the Yeshi Devil Region's Yeshi Crack, and the Gu Family's Gu Zishan. Five Eternal Gods had arrived together.

The younger generations of these five all died at the hands of Meng Xuan. Their hatred for Meng Xuan had already reached a monstrous level.

The more they thought about it during this period of time, the more they felt that something was amiss. With the Sword Slave's character, it would definitely not be so stable during this period of time. Even though they had bullied him, he was still so quiet. So, old ghost Chen borrowed the Haotian Mirror!

The Haotian mirror could reflect a cultivator's true combat strength!

The five of them decided that if something really happened to the Sword Slave, they would not hesitate to destroy the entire Searching for the Missing Sect and would not leave a single person alive. If the sword slaves still had their battle power from before, the five of them still had the confidence to escape.

Therefore, these five Eternal Spirits weren't suppressing their own auras at all. Under broad daylight, they were quickly closing in on the needed sects. Their killing intent surged without any attempt to conceal it.

"Meng Tiantian, search for the missing Sect, perish!" Before he could get close, Fang Shouchuan let out a thunderous roar. His son, Fang Wuming, had also been killed by Meng Xuan. Just because of a woman, Meng Xuan had used lightning to cut off her head!

His roar was like ten thousand horses galloping. It shook half of the Divine State of East Victory and alarmed many cultivators. Ye Zichen looked towards the direction of the missing sect. With the advent of the Ascension Ceremony, the Nether Sixteen Regions were no longer at peace.

"Five experts at the Eternal Spirit Realm. With this level of strength, it's enough to destroy a Divine Province!"

"Searching for the missing sect is an unavoidable calamity."

"Once I confirm that the mysterious sword slave's true combat strength is gone, then the sect will be destroyed today!"

Old man Chen held the Haotian Ancient Mirror and released an undying light. As this mysterious ancient mirror gradually recovered, a cold smile appeared on his face.

The sword slave opened his eyes, his face showing helplessness and seriousness. When he saw the Haotian Ancient Mirror in the eyes of old man Chen, his expression became unsettled.

Boom!

The five divine gods closed in, their blood and energy soaring to the heavens. The divine gods' auras covered the heavens and the earth as they sealed off the void in all directions, pressing down on the entire Xunfei. Immediately, it was as if the entire sect was about to sink into the ground. Some of the mountains were violently trembling.

Xiao He, who had already ascended to become Grand Elder, changed his expression as he shouted, "All disciples, gather by the Fallen Treasure Cave!"

When the disciples saw this, they crazily rushed towards the treasure cave, very close to the sword slave.

"Senior Sword Slave, please make your move." Xiao He's son, Xiao Tian Bao, knelt on the ground.

"Senior Sword Slave, please save us!" The disciples knelt down as well. The five deities were no joke.

The sword slave sighed, "Wait, I'll protect you guys. How many of you can escape?"

When everyone heard this, they were momentarily stunned. Then, their expressions changed.

What did that mean?

Could it be that even the senior sword slave had no way of fighting against these five deities?

If that was really the case, then the Quest for the Missing Sect today would certainly be destroyed. How could there be a perfect egg under the cover of a nest? They would also be completely slaughtered!

The faces of the disciples were all filled with grief and despair. If even the powerful and mysterious Sword Slaves couldn't do anything, how could ordinary disciples like them resist?

Meng Tian's eyes turned fierce, "Meng Xuan, you should escape in the chaos. The farther you go, the better!"

With that, Meng Tianyi walked out. His body gradually became tall and straight. He walked towards the direction of the treasure cave.

Killing intent gushed out of Meng Xuan's eyes as he disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already dressed differently. He had the appearance of a scholar. He had a fan and a scarf; he looked very scholarly.

He had changed his appearance. At this point in time, he couldn't reveal his true appearance. Otherwise, it would be easy for him to make others think that he was Haotian.

He quickly walked towards the direction of the Fallen Treasure Cave. In his hand was a feather fan, and he wore white clothes. He had a graceful demeanor.

The five Divine Spirits were extremely fast, as if they were pressing down a great army. Their auras stirred up the winds and clouds, causing the clouds within a hundred mile radius to roil about. An earth-shattering pressure began to spread. It was as if even the palace in the sky could be knocked down.

The sword slave stood up, her face was pale and her Qi unstable.

"Old bastard Chen, what a scheming person. You even borrowed the Clear Sky Mirror." He had problems on his own and had been unable to find a solution to them.

Old man Chen laughed, his eyes filled with malevolence. "Old man, let me see your real cultivation!"

With that, he turned the Haotian Ancient Mirror in his hand. The surface of the mirror emitted light. A divine light over a hundred zhang in length was emitted from the Haotian Heaven-Mirror and descended from the clouds. It crossed the sky and shone on the sword slave's body.

Suddenly, the surface of the mirror began to emit light. The orange light emitted greatly, as if it was a sun hanging high in the sky.

Old Demon Chen was surprised for a moment, then laughed crazily: "Hahaha, old thing, I knew you were trying to scare me. Experts below the Eternal Spirit Realm were all orange in color. Your true combat power, has never reached the level of an eternal god! "

Old man Chen was still worried, afraid that the Haotian Ancient Mirror might have some problems. Thus, he shone his light on his own body. Immediately, the ancient mirror began to emit a golden light, almost annihilating an area of ten li. It was as if a golden sun had appeared in the sky, flourishing with incomparable brilliance.

Everyone who was watching sighed.

"Sigh, the search for the missing sect is over. There isn't even a single Eternal Spirit Realm expert."

"Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, cyan, blue and purple; they correspond to the three realms of Dao Sea, Dao Embryo, Divine Spirit Bridge, and Dragon Elephant. The one in front of us is really difficult, and it's just an orange divine light.

"Where's Meng Xuan? He can't be running away, right?"

Fang Chuan and the rest burst out laughing loudly, and their roars shook the entire world, "Hahaha, Meng Tiantian, hand Meng Xuan over and I'll leave all of you with your corpses!"

"Where's Meng Xuan? Why hasn't he appeared yet? Has he already escaped?" Gu Zejian scanned the surroundings and found no trace of Meng Xuan.

Meng Tian looked up at the sky, his eyes cold. "Five of you, there's nothing to say. Let's fight."

His energy rocketed up, and the cultivation base of the Dao Embryo stage spread out. A long spear appeared in his hand, which he then pointed toward the five cultivators up in the clouds.

The five of them stood on top of the clouds like gods descending from heaven. Their auras were mighty, divine lights were shining, and their eyes were blazing. They were looking at Meng Tian with ridicule.

"Kill!" Old man Chen couldn't hold it in any longer, he slapped his palm, and a huge mountain made of five fingers descended from the sky, crushing everything in its path.

That divine mountain was completely jet-black in color. As it covered the sky and covered the earth, it caused the surrounding space to tremble and distort.

An attack from an Eternal God expert was absolutely not something a Dao-Rebirth Realm expert could defend against.

Puff!

The five-fingered mountain hadn't completely landed yet, but a few strands of Qi still hung down, covering the bodies of everyone present. Instantly, a cultivator with a lower cultivation level had a face like golden paper, and his body was splitting apart as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How can we fight like this?" Despair appeared on Xiao He's face. Even the Divine Province didn't have such strength as the five heavyweights!

The Five Fingers Mountain crazily pressed down, seemingly about to destroy the entire sect.

At this moment, a young man with a feather fan and silk scarf appeared. He stood 10 miles away, looking at them from afar. After a few illusions, he appeared next to the treasure cave. It was very refined, without the slightest hint of the presence of fireworks.

The crowd was taken aback. Who was this young man? Judging from his cultivation, he clearly hadn't reached the level of an Eternal Spirit yet.

He looked at the divine mountain and lightly punched it.

That punch was very bizarre as it came to a halt nine times in the air.

A hint of ridicule appeared in Old Devil Chen's eyes. "Youngster, you're courting death, do you know that?"1

Meng Xuan did not say anything as he punched out with his Godly Advanced Fist. As his fist came into contact with the mountain of five fingers, all the strength in his body was sucked out. Suddenly, under the astonished gaze of everyone, that divine mountain was directly sent flying by this young man's fist. It flew into the clouds, and then it split open in the sky!

With a boom, it completely exploded into clouds and mist!

A single punch shattered old man Chen's divine mountain!

Everyone was stunned as they stared blankly at Meng Xuan. Where did this elegant looking young man with the fan scarf come from?

However, wasn't this strength too powerful? A single punch was enough to shatter old man Chen's divine ability. What level had his cultivation reached? Was he an Eternal God?

"Everyone, please retreat. I will not kill you." Otherwise, all five of you will stay here today. " Meng Xuan's voice had changed, and it sounded very vicissitudes of life.

Old man Chen was stunned. He knew how powerful that sacred art was. Even for someone like Chen Junfeng who had been in the Eternal Spirit Realm for a long time, it was hard for him to accept this task.

"Young man, your tone is too arrogant." Old man Chen's voice was low and his eyes narrowed as he pondered about Meng Xuan's background.

"Who are you?" Fang Zhang asked.

"Meng Xuan's Master!" As Meng Xuan spoke, he waved the fan in his hand, appearing extremely mysterious.

"I don't care who you are, I'll destroy you too!" Gu Zejian roared impatiently.

Just as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky and exploded in front of Meng Xuan, wanting to tear the space into shreds. And then, a figure walked out from the lightning. An Emperor Bloodline Qi flowed out. This was the Qi of the Great Tang's Rushing Thunder Blood.

Tang Zang had arrived!

"If you want to destroy the whole sect, you have to get past me first!" Tang Zang's body was tall and slender. The Great Tang's Thunderbolt Blood had been restored to its peak. This was a type of ancient and ancient bloodline. There was a crown that was faintly floating above his head, making him look like a human king. The aura of an eternal god was emanating out from his body!

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