Wrath of the Immortal

"We have nothing to talk about. If you don't leave, I will!"

Seeing Ma Xiangjie getting closer and closer, Gao Yiran's face darkened and he was about to turn around and leave.

Ma Xiangjie was not angry, as if he was used to Gao Yiran talking to him in this tone.

"Fellow Daoist Gao, if Peach Blossom Valley is merged into our Evil Demon Sect, you and I can collect the treasures at will."

Ma Xiangjie looked at Gao Yiran's leaving figure and suddenly said this.

When he was talking, he also saw the Zhengjiange disciples, but didn't take them seriously.

In the Zhengjian Pavilion, there are no masters of the Golden Core Stage, nor monks of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Such small sects are completely out of place on the Soul Continent.

If the eight sects such as the Shazhu Sect had not stopped killing, Zheng Jiange would have perished long ago.

"Ma Xiangjie, Peach Blossom Valley and I, our allies in Zhengjiange, will not merge into the Shenhun Sect!"

Zhu Zhiming's face darkened, he took a few steps forward and immediately snorted coldly.

In the past, Zhu Zhiming, a sword master from a low-level sect, would not have dared to speak on such an occasion.

But it's different now, Xiao Chen is his master.

There is another alliance between Peach Blossom Valley and Weapon Refining Valley.

The two sects are like a grasshopper on a rope. Even if he says something wrong, Gao Yiran will support him.

"Who are you? Do you have the right to speak here?"

Ma Xiangjie's brows moved, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said solemnly.

After saying that, he would raise his hand and teach Zhu Zhiming a lesson.

As soon as Ma Xiangjie raised his hand, Gao Yiran suddenly stopped him before he could use the magic formula.

"Ma Xiangjie, if you dare to take action, don't blame me for being rude."

Gao Yiran patted the storage bag on his waist, took out his magic weapon, and looked at Ma Xiangjie coldly.

The reason why she supported Zhu Zhiming was because she learned something on the road.

Although Xiao Chen is missing, he is not dead.

Otherwise, Zhu Zhiming's soul is in the hands of the other party and cannot be safe.

Thinking of Xiao Chen's power, Gao Yiran changed his strategy and could not break up with Zhu Zhiming for the time being.

Over at Peach Blossom Valley, they saw Gao Yiran take action and offered their own magic weapons at the same time.

As long as Gao Yiran gives an order, everyone will attack without hesitation.

Seeing such a scene, Ma Xiangjie's face turned gloomy and he subconsciously took half a step back.

"Gao Yiran, even if you despise me, there is no need to find such a useless man to disgust me, right?"

"Even if you are with the young master of Shenhun Sect, you are still much stronger than this loser!"

"What's so good about him? He wants cultivation but not cultivation, and he wants face but not face."

"Don't tell me, he is very capable and can make you happy?"

"..."

Ma Xiangjie glanced at Zhu Zhiming and mistakenly thought that Gao Yiran was standing up for him.

Gao Yiran smiled coldly and said nothing, not to mention she didn't want to explain.

Zhu Zhiming was different. Although he couldn't see what the relationship between Gao Yiran and Xiao Chen was.

But he knew in his heart that Xiao Chen was responsible for Gao Yiran becoming the master of Peach Blossom Valley.

Just on this level of relationship, there must be no ambiguity between him and Gao Yiran.

If Xiao Chen were to learn about this, given the other party's character, he would definitely end up in a state of despair.

"Ma Xiangjie, please stop spreading rumors here. Master Gao Gu is my master's woman..."

Zhu Zhiming wanted to explain clearly, but he didn't expect to say such a sentence while talking.

Gao Yiran's face darkened. He wanted to explain, but swallowed the words when they reached his lips.

"You fucking fart, you're such a loser, and you still have a master?"

Ma Xiangjie snorted coldly, not believing such nonsense at all, and cursed angrily.

After scolding, his eyes fell on Gao Yiran, waiting for the other party's explanation.

"Whose woman am I? Does it have anything to do with you?"

Gao Yiran didn't explain, and asked Ma Xiangjie with a straight face.

"You bastard, you have the guts to let your man come out and see how I kill him!"

Ma Xiangjie became angry, no longer gentle, and spoke in a straight line.

As the young sect leader of the Evil Demon Sect, he has strong cultivation and has few opponents in the Golden Core period.

Not only that, he also had a magic weapon in his hand that he thought was very powerful.

Therefore, Ma Xiangjie, a monk in the same realm, didn't take it seriously at all.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of Gao Yiran and Zhu Zhiming changed.

The two of them glared at Ma Xiangjie, murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

"Why aren't you talking? Tell that bitch to come out and see me!"

Ma Xiangjie showed an arrogant look and said extremely arrogantly.

After saying that, he snorted coldly and glanced at Gao Yiran.

At this moment, not far away, there was an exclamation.

In the sky ten miles away, hundreds of streams of light came quickly.

The leading man looked to be in his early twenties and was wearing a purple robe.

His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are majestic and his whole body is full of domineering energy.

The aura on his body was extremely pure, not much worse than Liu Yidao and others.

Obviously, this is a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage.

After seeing this person's appearance, everyone's expressions changed slightly, and many people started talking in low voices.

"Why would a monk from the Shenhun Sect come to a place like this?"

"Senior Wang's cultivation speed really makes me envious! I remember that a hundred years ago, he was still in the foundation-building stage."

"There are many elixirs in the Shenhun Sect. Even if a pig swallows elixirs every day, it can become a strong Nascent Soul."

"That's right! Reincarnation is a technical job. If I had a father like this, I wouldn't be like this."

“…”

While everyone was talking, Wang Zhichen led the disciples of the Soul Sect and came straight towards them.

For a moment, everyone stepped aside to make room for Wang Zhichen.

Wang Zhichen’s figure flashed and landed on the space left by everyone.

The disciples of the Soul Sect behind him landed neatly and stood behind him.

These people’s cultivation was not low, all of them were in the late Jindan Great Perfection Realm.

The Soul Sect, known as the largest sect in the Soul Continent, was not in vain.

Except for the Soul Sect, no other sect on the continent could send out so many strong men.

Everyone knew that the Soul Sect was powerful, but no one knew how many Yuanying stage old monsters there were in the Soul Sect.

Some said that there were no less than ten people, and some said that there were at least a hundred people.

In any case, for thousands of years, no one could shake the position of the Soul Sect on the continent.

As long as the disciples of the Soul Sect had their eyes on the treasure, no one dared to snatch it, and they would all voluntarily evacuate.

"Everyone, this area has been chosen by the Soul Sect."

"If you want to watch the fun, just stay and watch."

"If anyone dares to sneak attack and snatch the treasure, don't blame me for being rude!"

"..."

As soon as Wang Zhichen landed, his eyes swept over everyone and he spoke loudly.

These words were not loud, but they were full of dominance.

In addition, they were shouted out with soul power, and they could be clearly heard within a radius of ten miles.

Especially the last sentence, which was even more cold and ruthless.

After hearing this, everyone felt their whole body trembling, and the soul power in their bodies had a tendency to collapse.

Ma Xiangjie was the same, lowering his head and not daring to breathe.

He dared to be arrogant in front of the third-rate sect, but he dared not fart when he met the disciples of the Soul Sect.

After Wang Zhichen finished speaking, Ma Xiangjie glared at Zhu Zhiming and left in embarrassment.

"Dog than a thing, if I had the means of my master, I would be the first to kill him!"

Looking at Ma Xiangjie's departing back, Zhu Zhiming snorted coldly and said unhappily.

Gao Yiran didn't say anything, but raised her head and looked at Wang Zhichen.

She frowned, thinking about something in her heart.

Wang Zhichen has a high level of cultivation and a noble status, why did he come here?

Could it be that in addition to the Heavenly Soul Grass, there are other treasures that she doesn't know about?