Ancient Divine Dragon Transform

C554 Who Wants to Die



C554 Who Wants to Die

"Comforting himself, what can he do? If he's confident, why didn't he have the strength to fight back before? "    

    

Jing Ci mocked from the side. The current situation had already put the Floating Cloud Sect on fire, making him very irritated.    

    

"Jing Ci, what are you saying? If something bad happened to the Sect Chief, would the Floating Cloud Sect benefit from it? To think that the Sect Chief came from the Floating Cloud Sect. I really have no idea how you became a Sect Master. "    

    

Peak Master and Hong Yaoyang of the Guanyang Peak curled their lips in disdain.    

    

"Forget it, Hall Master Hong. He is thinking differently from us. If the Sect Master comes out from our Misty Peak, I'll be so happy that my mouth won't close. "    

    

Peak Master, Mi Zhang, mocked him, making Jing Ci so angry that he really wanted to make a move.    

    

"Jing Ci, don't tell me that you've been in secluded cultivation for so many years, and you don't even have any patience. We are now the palace masters of Cloud Mist Sect. Let alone now, we weren't afraid of you in the past. "    

    

Hong Yaoyang gave Jing Ci a cold glance, then raised his head to look at the Void Illusionary Heavenly Palace.    

    

"Humph! No matter what you say, the truth is the truth. The opponent is an Essential Infant Stage warrior, and he is only a Transcending Mortality Stage warrior. If he can win, I will kneel down and call him Sect Master!"    

    

"Forget it, you are a Sect Master, why would you kneel down before a disciple of a sect?"    

    

"That's right. Keep your pride and stay in the Floating Cloud Sect. No one would touch the Floating Cloud Sect for the sake of the Sect Chief's face. "    

    

Looking at the corner of Hong Yaoyang and the others' mouths, Jing Ci was infuriated.    

    

"Although I, Jing Ci, am not an expert, my words are not nonsense. If he can really come out, I..."    

    

Jing Ci's words came to an abrupt stop. Not only him, even Hong Yaoyang and the others who wanted to mock him looked at the door in shock.    

    

"It's the Sect Master!"    

    

Looking at the figure that walked out of the door, it was unknown who shouted at the top of their lungs. Immediately, the crowd boiled up.    

    

"Mighty Sect Master!"    

    

"Sect Master, I love you!"    

    

"Sect Master, wuu..."    

    

For a moment, the surrounding people were in chaos.    

    

Some of them were so excited that their faces turned red; some of them wanted to hug Yun Fan; some of them couldn't help but cry.    

    

At this moment, he was destined to be the center of attention.    

    

At this moment, there was nothing else in everyone's eyes except him.    

    

However, no one knew what had happened in the Void Illusionary Heavenly Palace. When Song Cheng threw a punch, Yun Liang and the others suddenly moved.    

    

They didn't attack, but released all their blood energy.    

    

The dense blood energy filled the entire Void Illusionary Heavenly Palace, making it look like a blood red ocean. When the Intention of Killing merged with the blood energy, its attacking power became even stronger.    

    

"Kid, I thought you had some tricks up your sleeve. How can you take out such a trump card? How much can this blood energy increase your power?"    

    

"It's enough to kill you!"    

    

Yun Fan looked at his opponent's fist. The Longsword slowly pierced towards his opponent. With the Longsword's speed, before it could even get close, his opponent's fist would be able to send him flying.    

    

"Idiot, since you don't have any tricks left, then go to hell!"    

    

The fist suddenly accelerated. However, right at this moment, a dark and cold black gaseous flame appeared outside of the blood Qi.    

    

Yes, aura flame.    

    

It was like Qi, but also like flames. However, he could not feel the temperature.    

    

The moment the black aura flame enveloped the blood Qi, Song Cheng revealed a look of shock.    

    

"What a good technique! I didn't expect you to be able to cut off the connection between me and my true body. But even so, you won't be able to change the outcome."    

    

His fist became faster, stronger, and stronger.    

    

If this punch landed, even if Yun Fan had the body of a Fusion Stage, he would still die on the spot.    

    

Seeing that the fist was about to hit him, Song Cheng's facial expression changed dramatically. He said in shock, "Mental attack!"    

    

"Now do you know who is stupid? To be honest, if it wasn't for the fear of being discovered by your real body, I would have been able to kill you outside.    

    

If it was a clone, I wouldn't be able to do anything to you, but divine sense doesn't have a physical body, so how can you block my spiritual attack? Didn't you say that I'm courting death? Who is seeking my own death now!"    

    

The Longsword in his hand suddenly accelerated. The First Level of Emptiness Stage Intention of Thunder covered the entire blade and stabbed into the opponent's body.    

    

The body of the opponent instantly disappeared, and he didn't even have the chance to cry out in pain.    

    

The Intention of Thunder was not only the bane of all evil, it was also the biggest threat to these illusory bodies. Many Heavenly Tribulation Stage warriors didn't dare to face the tribulation because their divine sense was too weak to withstand the heavenly lightning.    

    

The moment his body disappeared, Song Cheng, who was in a wooden house in the back mountain of Sunscorch Sect, suddenly threw out a punch.    

    

* Hong! *    

    

The entire wooden house turned into powder in an instant. Even the two courtyards nearby were affected.    

    

"Old Song, what's wrong with you!"    

    

"It's fine, I couldn't control it for a moment!"    

    

Song Cheng looked at the two old men in the distance with a smile on his face.    

    

His Divine Sense had been destroyed, and he had suffered serious injuries. Most importantly, he wanted to recondense his Divine Sense. If these two old men knew about this, they would laugh at him for many years.    

    

"Yun Fan, you are really a good Yun Fan. Not only did you isolate my Divine Sense, you also destroyed it. Wait for me. The day I arrive at the Cloud Mist Sect will be the day you die."    

    

Song Cheng didn't know that Yun Fan had already made preparations from the very beginning.    

    

First, he would confuse Yun Liang and the others with his Qi and blood, then he would let Yun Yu use her Qi to isolate him. Finally, he would launch a mental attack and kill them in one blow.    

    

Although he knew that the other party's true body would come for revenge, he had no choice.    

    

If compromising was fine, he could forget about it. He would not care about his face, but compromising would not do. He could only think of a way to destroy the other party.    

    

At that time, all the sects had submitted to him. The Yun Family and the royal family's words were deeply imprinted in his mind. He knew that he was no longer alone.    

    

His life involved too many people. He could not die. It was not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid that even more people would die.    

    

"You bastard, can you not make people worry about you?"    

    

Just as he left the Void Illusionary Heavenly Palace, Yi Manyin rushed forward and scolded him. While she was cursing, one of her hands grabbed Yun Fan's hand. It was very, very tight.    

    

She had never had the chance to talk to Yun Fan ever since she found out that Yun Fan was still alive and saw him again.    

    

During the days when Yun Fan had no news of her, she had been thinking about him. It wasn't easy for her to see him, so she felt relieved. However, she didn't expect him to fight an Essential Infant Stage.    

    

"Are you alright?"    

    

Unlike Yi Manyin, Ling Xinyue walked up to Yun Fan and asked softly.    

    

Yun Fan shook his head. He did not know what to say.    

    

Everyone's way of expressing themselves was different, but their concern was real. Not only Yi Manyin and Ling Xinyue, but also the gazes of the surrounding people. He could feel the affection in them.    

    

"Sect Master, it is good that you are fine. Jing Sect Master, let us witness whether your words are fart or not!"    

    

Ren Shaofeng quickly walked forward, his face full of excitement. He turned his head to look at the bitter faced Jing Ci, and his voice became louder and louder.    

    

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Jing Ci, making his face so gloomy that it almost dripped water.    

    


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