"Oh, Taoist Chang An, why are you pretending to be so grand and blowing magic conchs here?" Taoist Xiangshan said disdainfully, "When I fought with your master, uncle, and his Taoist palace, there was no one like you in the world!"

Taoist Chang An was not angry. In terms of seniority, he was indeed shorter than Taoist Xiangshan. After all, Taoist Xiangshan was already a twilight cultivator who was approaching the end of his life span of 1,200 years. Even in the entire immortal sect, theoretically, there was no one better than him at this time.

He was an older monk. On the other side, Taoist Master Honglian just sneered, as if he didn't even feel the need to respond. His offensive did not stop at all, and he was still exchanging damage with the Taoists of the Immortal Sect fiercely and ruthlessly.

"But!" Taoist Chang An continued without changing his expression, "You are at the end of your strength now, aren't you? If you continue, you may still be able to hurt two or three of us, but you will never have the chance to kill! And after that,

You will run out of gas and have nothing to sustain - you have no chance of victory. The outcome of this battle was already determined before we set out, no, even before the ancestor calculated all this!"

During the battle, Taoist Master Honglian was too lazy to pay attention to him, but Taoist Xiangshan replied sarcastically: "Oh? What are you going to do? Do you want us to surrender?"

"Yes!" Taoist Chang An seemed not to have heard Taoist Xiangshan's sarcasm at all, and nodded heavily, "Surrender! There is no way you can defeat us!"

"—What about us?"

Following a sudden sound, Lou Wuchen, who was surrounded by countless silver butterflies, rushed up quickly with the unconscious Fang Yue Taoist in hand - behind him, the huge fortress giant split the wind and broke through the clouds, descending majestically.

On the platform at the top of the tree!,
Chapter completed!