Inside the Feixian Ancient Sect.
"Master, please, be patient for a while, take a step back and the sky will be clear. When Ji Daoxuan dies, can't you take action and avenge the Holy Son?"
Many elders begged.
If Ji Daoxuan, who was not afraid of death, fought with him, the best result would be that both sides would suffer losses, but the result was often not the best. It was very likely that their Feixian Ancient Sect would be uprooted, while Ji Daoxuan would still be alive.
This is a result that almost everyone can foresee. Why is the leader so stubborn? It's just that a son died. The worst that can happen is that he tries to have another one. If that doesn't work, the elders can crowdfund a few for the leader, as long as he doesn't act impulsively.
The Feixian Sect leader Mo Ya was filled with immortal light, and his expression was so sad that it was difficult to describe. He said:
"Don't try to persuade me. I have made up my mind. My son died tragically at the hands of that devil. As a father, I must avenge him!"
According to the one-sided words of some escaped strange fetuses, their son did not provoke Xu Yang, but Xu Yang targeted the ancient skills he practiced and therefore robbed him. How is such behavior different from that of a devil?
"Master, please think twice!"
The elders thought that their leader was blinded by hatred and was biased, but they knew the character of the Son of God very well. He was arrogant and looked down on everyone. In all likelihood, it was he who took the initiative to provoke the other party, which led to the other party's killing.
Of course, such words cannot be said to the leader, because the leader is angry, and if such words are said to him, who knows what he will do.
"Think twice, that's bullshit. It's just Ji Daoxuan. If he really dares to block the door, I will fight him to the death. Even if I can't win, at least I can get a one-for-one deal!"
Mo Ya's eyes emitted a cold light, and he spoke in a muffled voice.
His determination to kill Xu Yang has reached its peak, and no one can stop him!
"Take out the treasure that protects the sect. The opportunities in the Immortal Burial Ground are almost gone. The demon should be coming out soon. I'm going to kill him. If I die on the way, you don't have to worry about me. Just close the mountain gate and open the protective formation. The formation of my Feixian Sect was set up by the first generation leader himself. Even those above the calamity cannot break it!"
Mo Ya said coldly, then took away the treasure of the sect. His figure flashed and turned into a fairy light. In a flash, he arrived outside the ancient ridge.
"Ji Daoxuan, everyone is afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. If you dare to come, I will fight you to the death!"
His eyes were like gods, sweeping across the void, and he muttered to himself.
Nothing unusual was found, and Ji Daoxuan did not seem to be blocking the door of the Feixian Ancient Sect.
"Oh!"
"I've already said it, but you still don't dare to come and kill me, Ji Daoxuan, it seems you value your life too!"
Mo Ya sneered, and immediately controlled the fairy light and flew towards the fairy burial place. But when he was halfway there, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, a sense of approaching danger, which made his hair stand on end.
It was as if he was being stared at by a powerful being. His body suddenly became stiff, which made him extremely terrified. He knew that it must be that old immortal Ji Daoxuan who was watching him in secret.
This is because, apart from Ji Daoxuan, there are very few people in the world who can put a lot of pressure on him, not even enough to count on one hand.
He reacted hurriedly, but his reaction seemed a little slow. As he turned around, Ji Daoxuan holding the imperial weapon appeared above his head, and the imperial weapon Ji Wang Ding had already fallen towards Moya Town.
boom!
Mo Ya was unable to dodge and was injured by the divine and demonic power emanating from the cauldron. Blood gushed out from wherever it touched, and it looked like he was seriously injured.
"Ji Daoxuan, you are here after all!"
Mo Ya's figure retreated hundreds of feet rapidly, his expression grim, and he secretly mobilized his own divine power to recover from his injuries.
He didn't expect that Ji Daoxuan would not block the door, but chose to ambush him halfway, so he didn't react for a while.
"I'm a little late. I just went to a killer dynasty and taught them some principles of life, if they can be reborn as human beings in their next life."
Ji Daoxuan's voice was flat, as if he was chatting with Mo Ya.
"snort!"
Mo Ya snorted coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent, staring at Ji Daoxuan and said:
"Others are afraid of you, but I, Mo Ya, am not afraid of you. If you insist on stopping me from taking revenge, you must die here today!"
Ji Daoxuan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Mo Ya, why are you talking in your sleep in broad daylight?"
Mo Ya heard the contempt in Ji Daoxuan's words and could not bear it any longer. He shouted:
"We are both in the Mahayana realm, Ji Daoxuan, but you are not invincible!"
"You have the Ji Wang Ding, and I also have the Feixian Ancient Sword!"
Mo Ya pulled out the Feixian Ancient Sword from his sleeve, and saw that the ancient sword was covered with nameless patterns and flashing with a cold light. The fairy light bloomed on the hilt of the sword. An invisible wind blew from the depths of the void, and the situation of heaven and earth was moved. It was as if a flying fairy flew away from the ancient sword, conveying a sword intent that was indifferent to all living things, as if all beings were ants, covering the sky.
Ji Daoxuan laughed loudly, as if he was amused by Mo Ya's words. He raised the Ji Wang Ding, looked at Mo Ya, and said sarcastically: "There is also a gap between the Mahayana realms. You are just a piece of trash, and you dare to compare yourself with me!"
The terrifying might was aroused, and the sky and earth seemed to darken at this moment. Then, an aura as vast as the ocean swept across the universe, directly tearing apart the fairy shadow of the Feixian Ancient Sword on the spot.
Mo Ya was shocked, he had never fought against Ji Daoxuan, because they were not from the same era, and he had only heard of his name, the number one person under the Immortal Emperor, he naturally knew that the title was not false, but he was not weak either, otherwise he would not have been able to become the leader of an ancient sect, but as the opponent made his move, he found that the gap between them seemed to be more than just a little bit.
This Ji Daoxuan's performance doesn't seem to be at the Mahayana stage at all, but at the Tribulation Crossing stage!!!
Seeing Ji Wang Ding coming towards him to suppress him again, the terrifying pressure that was like the stars in the sky pressing down on him caused the blood and qi in Mo Ya's body to churn, as if he was frightened by the pressure, and even his soul was trembling. His breath suddenly became disordered, and he wanted to mobilize his divine power to resist the opponent, but it was difficult to do so.
"Bang!"
Mo Ya barely lifted up the Feixian Ancient Sword, wanting to use the treasure of the sect to resist the Ji Wang Ding, but was horrified to find that the Feixian Ancient Sword was wailing, and the immortal light on its body was restrained. He was frightened by the overbearing imperial intention on the Ji Wang Ding.
Because the Feixian Ancient Sword had no intention of taking the blow for Mo Ya, Mo Ya suffered almost 100% damage. His throat rolled, he groaned, and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
When falling in mid-air, Mo Ya finally came to his senses. He wanted to avenge his son, not to follow his son's old path. The elders said a lot. Ji Daoxuan held the imperial weapon, which was simply a powerful weapon in the world and no one could defeat him. It would be better to wait until his energy and blood were exhausted, and then take action himself to avenge his son!
After realizing this, Mo Ya did not hesitate and immediately tore through the void, transformed into fairy light, and tried to escape.
However, Ji Daoxuan appeared in front of him at some point, and with a fist as big as a mountain and a destructive aura, he knocked Mo Ya out.
"There is no door to hell, this road is blocked!"
After Ji Daoxuan finished speaking, he attacked again without any hesitation. The Ji Wang Ding came pressing down like a series of strands of silk hanging upside down from the Milky Way. Billions of rays of light bloomed like supreme gems. The terrifying power was released wantonly, and countless mountains collapsed. Even the demon beasts in the Mahayana realm were crushed into bloody mud!
"Ji Daoxuan, wait, there must be something in this..."
Mo Ya shouted in fear, but was interrupted by Ji Daoxuan halfway through his words.
"Misunderstanding or something, go down and tell your son, I am only responsible for helping you to be liberated!"
Ji Daoxuan is unrivaled, his aura is released wantonly, like an ancient immortal emperor reappearing in the world. All his opponents are but smoke and clouds, and all living beings are dust!
