However, no one paid attention to it. The younger generation here even joined forces to snatch the territory occupied by Jiang Minghan's followers before, so how could they care about Sheng Wuxin?

"I hope Brother Wuxin can give us a surprise."

Another descendant of the Immortal Dao force also spoke, looking quite kind, with a smile on his face.

While speaking, he also bet on several precious elixir plants.

"I think with Daoist Brother Wuxin's strength, if he fights alone, he should be able to make a dozen moves with Young Master Jiang." He said with a smile.

Sheng Wuxin's face darkened, as if he was about to drip water, he glanced at this person indifferently, and stopped talking.

Since he was born, he has swept away his peers and has never had a defeat.

Only when he was too afraid of Jiang Minghan's momentum at the beginning did he feel a little retreat.

But from the bottom of his heart, he didn't think that he and Jiang Minghan would be defeated in a fair fight.

In the depths of this ancient medicine garden, the haze became more and more dense, and many people even smelled a strange fragrance.

"Why did I hear a mysterious cry? Could it be that there is some strange beast "Zero Three Three" living in the depths of this ancient medicine garden?"

Someone showed surprise.

"It's not necessarily a strange beast. According to the monk who broke into this place at the time, there was a phantom of a phoenix rushing out of the depths of the ancient medicine garden. The old man suspects that it is a vision evolved from the immortal medicine."

"This kind of fairy contains infinite good fortune, and it is not surprising to evolve into a fairy phoenix or a real dragon."

The old man next to him shook his head, his eyes burning even more.

Immortal phoenix, real dragon, basalt...these are all legendary fairy creatures, possessing unimaginable strength from birth.

He suspected that the immortal medicine that appeared in the depths of the ancient medicine garden this time would be related to the fairy phoenix, and might even involve the legendary fairy phoenix family.

But at this time, there was an exclamation from a distance, "Master Minghan is here."

Many people heard the sound and looked over, and Sheng Wuxin's eyes suddenly turned cold and severe as he looked over.

"I heard you were waiting for me."

Jiang Minghan's expression was flat, he spoke casually, and there was still some distance between him and Sheng Wuxin.

The Saintess of Yaochi walked with him, while the rest of the followers were a few steps behind. The momentum was quite astonishing. The surrounding monks all changed their faces and avoided them, not daring to block the way.

The descendants of the other immortal forces also retreated subconsciously towards the surroundings, not wanting to get involved at this time.

Many followers of Sheng Wuxin stepped forward one after another, confronting the people brought by Jiang Minghan.

The atmosphere was tense, and many people felt chills in their backs, unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere.

Sheng Wuxin snorted coldly, "So what?"

His face looks very ordinary, similar to that of a human race, but if you look closely, you will find that his pupils are abnormal and have blurred lines.

Jiang Minghan smiled faintly, showing a little strangeness, and said, "It seems that you are very confident in yourself."

"Stop talking nonsense, I want to see how strong you are."

The divine light in Sheng Wuxin's eyes soared, and he didn't talk nonsense. With a low drink, his whole body was shrouded in a hazy golden light, like a god in the scorching sun, he charged directly at Jiang Minghan.

At the same time, with a swipe of his hand, a blood-colored sword emerged, and the void trembled, as if drinking the blood of countless living beings.

The evil spirit filled the sky and filled the fields, making many young people look pale and terrified.

Jiang Minghan was definitely a great enemy, so Sheng Wuxin didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and showed no mercy when he came, showing extremely powerful means.

Chi Yin and other descendants of the immortal powers all changed their expressions and felt jealous in their hearts.

Sheng Wuxin's strength is indeed superior to them, and this hand alone is enough to tell who is superior.

"It's no wonder Sheng Wuxin is so confident. It turns out that he has already broken through to the realm of the gods, but he doesn't know what method he used to ignite the divine fire..."

Some of the older generation couldn't help but exclaim.

Facing Sheng Wuxin's blow, Jiang Minghan just raised one hand, and took a leisurely upward block, the movement was very slow, the cloud was calm and the wind was light.

But everyone could feel that there seemed to be runes condensed on the palm of his hand, and the void became stagnant, as if a thunderstorm was conceived and exploded.

Boom! ! !

Jiang Minghan's palm and Sheng Wuxin's sword went up to meet him, and suddenly, the void shook violently.

Everyone felt their ears hurt, almost bursting.

The expression on Sheng Wuxin's face also changed, he felt his tiger's mouth go numb, and blood had already surfaced, and he was torn open.

He almost couldn't hold it, his arms trembled for a while, and the terrifying energy transmitted was still vibrating, making him unsteady, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and managed to stabilize himself.

"It's too strong, it's just a blow from the clouds."

Everyone was terrified, they didn't expect that Jiang Minghan just slapped him casually, without even paying attention, causing Sheng Wuxin to be injured.

"With this little ability, you really disappoint me."

"It seems that I don't even need to use the other hand."

Jiang Minghan shook his head, put his other hand behind his back, and looked down at him calmly.

"I do not believe."

Sheng Wuxin's face was ugly, and he couldn't believe that Jiang Minghan could easily block the blow that he had put so much energy into, and even injured him.

Is the gap between the two really that big?

He kept a low profile in the Holy Spirit Lake and practiced for many years. Even the former successor, Holy Spirit Son, was far inferior to him.

I thought that after I was born, I would be able to overwhelm the current world, making my peers unable to hold their heads up.

Even if he is as strong as Jiang Minghan, he will become his stepping stone.

He shouted angrily, leaped into the air again, charged towards him, swept the spear in his hand, and the crimson light soared into the sky, drowning him like a wave.

At the same time, the center of the brow glows, like an ancient mirror, crystal clear, even the brow bone is translucent.

There are thousands of mysterious scenes evolving in it, the miraculous images of all living beings, all kinds of glass, intertwined and gathered, seeming to be condensed into many small worlds, which are reflected from nothingness.

"Three thousand glazed wonderlands!"

This scene was so astonishing that many of the older generation's powerhouses lost their voices, their faces horrified.

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