Chapter 429: Billions of Incense Can't Beat the Sky with One Hand In front of the Taoist palace, the head of Feixian Sect looked like a god descending to earth, with infinite light of faith lingering around him, and his momentum was comparable to mountains and Mo ignored him. The dazzling light did not hinder his questioning. A calm voice came out of his mouth and rang in the ears of many onlookers. "Now, it's your turn to tell me. Are you ready?" The whole place was in dead silence. The disciples and elders of Feixian Sect were silent as a mouse. Facing this notorious killer, they didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye. "Oh no! Xuan Zun is going to cause trouble for Feixian Sect!" The senior officials of the nine departments located in the rear combat command center area were nervous and had no control over the sudden situation before them. They regarded the Feixian lineage as their life-saving straw, and it was only by relying on the protection of that peerless powerful man that the defense lines in many places did not collapse. If the leader of the Feixian Sect was seriously injured or even killed by Emperor Xuanzun today, it would cause great turmoil. The headmaster of Feixian remained calm and responded: "Daoyou, I have my own enlightenment as you said." "Didn't our two sects make peace before? I wonder how we have offended Xuanzun during his visit?" Jiang Mo didn't care about this, his smile was still warm, and he said calmly:
"Let's talk about it somewhere else, to save your face?" His five senses were extremely sharp, and he could see that the Feixian Sect Leader had an ocean of incense and support from the gods, numbering in the country and abroad, at least over one billion. He was undoubtedly the most powerful cultivator he had ever seen. All the demon kings and leaders were inferior to him. Even Jiang Mo was not sure that he could deal with him in one fell swoop without implicating ordinary people. "Okay, let's change places and talk." The head of Feixian Sect knew that the visitor had ill intentions, so he agreed to Jiang Mo's proposal. He was also unwilling to fight in front of the dojo as the probability of losing was too high. If he suffered a crushing defeat, it would shake his supreme position in the hearts of his believers. "call out--!" The next moment, the nearby masters, with pairs of anxious and worried eyes, all looked up into the void at the same time, and three figures disappeared at the end of the sky in an instant. The light crossed the sky, went straight across the sea, and came to the Sahara Desert in North Africa, blocking out all outsiders from prying eyes, and thus began the confrontation. "Fellow Daoist, are you after the relics of those demon kings? I am the one who is wrong about what is happening here. If you..." The head of Feixian sect vaguely guessed the truth, so he wanted to show goodwill and give in. However, he was interrupted halfway through his words. "You are able to take it because of your ability. I won't make it difficult for you because of this matter, nor will I take those things back." The vast world without the dense crowds made Jiang Mo feel very happy. He no longer suppressed his cultivation, and his aura suddenly appeared like a raging sea. He seemed to be the incarnation of heaven and earth, with a pair of deep and cold eyes that revealed a vicissitudes of life, an ancient and majestic light. “BOOM!!!” The heaven and earth were shaking, and billions of sand seas were cracking open. Taotie, who was thousands of meters away from the two, felt a dangerous breath coming towards him. Xuan Zun and Feixian, who were in their prime, were both existences that it could not compare with. "Then why are you here?" "How can I not make up my mind? Your disciples have long since settled all grievances with me, and I have also cut off my four limbs to atone for my sins. Isn't this enough?" The aura of the Feixian Sect Leader continued to rise, and the sea of faith in his body suddenly boiled and rolled, pushing his cultivation to a level that almost surpassed the peak. Golden lotus flowers bloomed behind him, and there were also strange images such as the sun, the moon, gods, and auspicious beasts. "I want to cause trouble for you, so I did. Do I need a reason?"
Jiang Mo's hair was flying, his expression was cold, and his scolding could be heard for a thousand miles. Before the battle, he had roughly judged the strength of the Feixian Sect Leader, who was already the best among the masters of the major secret realms. Even compared with the Xuanming Level 5 of the Sanyi Sect's successive generations, he was not much worse. "Use all your strength, otherwise, I will kill you with this blow." "Please enlighten me, Xuanzun!" The eyes of the Feixian Sect Leader suddenly turned cold, a war was inevitable, he no longer backed down, decisively took the initiative and used his killer move - Falling Moonlight. The endless silver light was like the Milky Way falling from the sky, rushing towards Jiang Mo in a mighty manner. "Boom!!" "Boom!!!" The air along the way was pierced, making a sharp explosion sound. The stream of light that occupied the entire sky swept down at an extreme speed, so fast that there was not even a shadow. The thick desert surface was instantly pierced with countless bumpy holes, and a dense mushroom cloud rose. The area within a radius of more than 100 kilometers was covered with yellow sand and geological collapse. This is the strength of the Feixian Sect Leader. It is no exaggeration to say that when it is in its peak state, it is stronger than the Nine-tailed Fox, Xie Huan, and Zhu Gan. "Peng!!" Jiang Mo gathered strength in his right arm and attacked with a palm. A vast amount of true Qi evolved into a giant hand that covered the sky. He suddenly grabbed countless rays of light, shattered them easily, and then suppressed them forward, like an ancient sacred mountain, majestic and heavy. Before they could get close, the desert could not withstand the terrifying air pressure and collapsed. "Boom!!!" The Feixian Sect Leader formed a seal with his hands and chanted ancient words of the secret technique. He was afraid that the secret of the sect would be leaked, and there were countless Qi-blocking walls blocking it. As he cast the spell, lifelike talismans with bright light emerged from behind him. Fueled by faith, they burned violently and released blue light that illuminated the world, forming a huge basalt magic shield, and did their best to resist the attacking giant hand. "Boom!!!" The two completely different forces generated a huge recoil force at the moment of collision. As spellcasters, the two men also performed differently. "Great." This was Jiang Mo's heartfelt praise. His right hand continued to increase its strength, pressing down hard. The tortoise-shaped defensive formation was forced to sink more than ten meters into the desert. It was still motionless, obviously not yet at the point of breaking. Jiang Mo recognized the magic of Feixian Sect Leader, which was the 'Xuanwu Magic Shield', one of the twelve magic techniques of the other sect. It has been famous in the land of Kyushu for thousands of years, shocking the past and present. Even in the inherited magical powers of many secret realm defense categories, it is guaranteed to be ranked in the top five, and it is possible to strive for the top three. At this time, the Feixian Sect Leader, who was trapped underground, was shaky and could hardly hold on. His internal organs were in pain, blood was flowing uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of astonishment. He gathered nearly one-fifth of his faith power and used his magical powers, but none of them could stop Xuan Zun. That man was so powerful that he almost caught up with his master who was about to die. “Ka-ka-ka!!!” There was a sharp cracking sound coming from the Xuanwu magic shield, and like a chain reaction, more and more shocking cracks appeared, and it could break at any time. "The miraculous Dharma originates from me. I manifest my holy body, and control water and fire. You will obey my command, slay demons and exorcise evil spirits, and ascend to heaven in the human world." The head of Feixian Sect was forced into a desperate situation. He realized that Jiang Mo was serious and revealed another trump card. As his mind came to an end, the light of faith behind him rose into the sky like a waterfall. There was a gentle sound of waves, and tall figures walked out of it, they were the most popular gods among the people.
Different from the divine mask's method of borrowing gods, acting as gods, and transforming gods, the Feixian Sect's secret technique of 'controlling the holy spirit body' is to directly harvest the faith of the statues in incense and temples all over the people, and sacrifice them to refine them into gods that can be driven at will. These monsters, which had existed for who knows how many years, became even more terrifying after being infused with the power of faith from the Feixian Sect Leader. There is the Fighting Buddha wearing a cassock and standing on auspicious clouds, there is Nezha who has three heads and six arms, rides a wind-fire wheel and holds a demon-slaying sword, and there is Erlang Shen who holds a three-pointed, double-edged sword and has unparalleled power. Among the folk myths, those that are most widely spread and the most capable are all brought to him. Then, those empty shells with only power slowly overlapped with the Feixian Sect Leader, and all the power flowed to him. "open--!" There was a roar and a vast bloody light appeared. The Feixian Sect Leader's face was almost hideous. If he held back any longer, he would definitely die. He held a giant axe that could split the sky in his hands and instantly mobilized all the power of faith in his body. At the moment when the Black Tortoise Shield collapsed, he swung the axe violently. The axe blade was thousands of feet long, as if it was going to tear apart the entire sky and collide with the falling giant hand. "There's no use yelling." Jiang Mo did not have the slightest idea of sympathizing with each other as two powerful men. His eyes were cold, and infinite true energy gushed out from his palms. The power of his big hands surged, and the slight advantage of the Feixian Sect Leader was suddenly extinguished like a candle in the wind. "Boom!!!" The axe blade dissipated bit by bit, and the entire Feixian Sect Leader, along with the desert behind him, fell a hundred meters underground in the desert under the pressure of Jiang Mo's giant hand. His body was covered in blood and his breath was weak. "." His vision became blurred and his whole body was in excruciating pain. After the fierce fight, his injuries relapsed. The Feixian Sect Leader was no longer able to fight, his limbs were limp, and his kaleidoscope was about to be beaten out. At this moment, his mood was extremely low and bitter. The gap was even greater than he had imagined. Even if he tried his best, he was still no match for that man. Soon, the battle ended, and Master Feixian struggled to leave the underground. As a loser, he looked gloomy, stared at Jiang Mo with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "What exactly do you want to do?" "Nothing, just looking for trouble with you." Jiang Mo looked down at Feixian Sect Leader coldly and said, "Go back and tell your old ghost that within three days, either you send the 'Breakthrough Shuttle' to me, or I will destroy you." "You're going too far!" The Feixian Sect Leader was extremely angry, his eyes were red. "What can you do if I bully you?" Jiang Mo walked towards him, stretched out his right hand, placed it on his shoulder, exerted force in an instant, and tore the entire arm off. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the pain made Feixian Sect Leader's face turn pale and his eyes bloodshot. "If you don't interfere in the feud between the four sects and our sect and stay aside, will I care about you?" "You, the Feixian Sect, are so confident of your strength and care about your reputation that you want to harvest the incense of the world. So you have to use my sect as a stepping stone?" "Pfft!——" As Jiang Mo spoke, his hands continued to move, tearing off the left arm of the Feixian Sect Leader.
His whole body was trembling slightly. He endured the pain and did not say a word. His face turned purple with anger. "Choosing to compete here is already giving you some face." "If you don't want to choose carefully, that's up to you. That's all I have to say." After saying this, Jiang Mo didn't even look at him, and left with Yao Wang and returned to Jiuzhou. In the vast desert, only the headmaster Feixian was left. He stood there in a daze, with a splitting headache and his heart of Taoism almost shattered. Although Jiang Mo did not kill him, the two consecutive defeats had caused him to have serious doubts about himself. His mood plummeted and the feeling of frustration was seared into his heart, which was very tormenting. (End of this chapter)