Longevity: I want to enjoy wealth and honor in the world

"The life and death of the Qianshan Sect is none of my business? It would be better to die." Feng Tianzong thought to himself.

It's not a big deal if a clone dies. Anyway, he has the great magical power of Qi Transformation and Three Purities. It only takes some time to turn around and create a new clone.

As the mountain-protecting formation was shattered, Feng Tianzong controlled the Ten Thousand Mountains and once again smashed towards the gate of the Wanfa Sect.

Only the innate spiritual treasure can fight against the innate spiritual treasure. Although Wanfa Sect also has the innate spiritual treasure Wanfa Tianshu, this thing is not a defensive spiritual treasure.

And Wan Zhong Mountain can be said to be a real offensive spiritual treasure. One hit can carry the power of hundreds of millions. Wan Chaodong used a defensive magical power, but it could only slightly slow down the pressure of Wan Zhongshan.

"The mountain-protecting formation has been broken. Disciples, please leave quickly." Wan Chaodong said anxiously. The sect's inheritance that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years would actually be ruined at his hands.

Wan Chaodong felt extremely resentful in his heart. He originally thought that Wanfa Sect had flourished in his hands, with many disciples and strong sect. In the past thousand years, it had gradually become the number one sect in the world of immortality.

Unexpectedly, it would be ruined today. Even if they repelled the enemy today, their Wanfa Sect's mountain gate cannot be wanted. The mountain guarding formation was broken, which means that the entire underground mountain range has been completely broken. The spiritual energy no longer gathers.

However, the current situation is stronger than human beings. No matter how unwilling Wan Chaodong is, he does not dare to resist the attack of an innate spiritual treasure like Wan Zhongshan, so he can only choose to avoid the edge temporarily.

By being able to withstand Wan Zhong Mountain, he had already done his best as an ancestor of the sect and gained a glimmer of hope for his disciples.

With such a moment of respite, the Nascent Soul monks in Wanfa Sect flew out of the sect, carrying the younger members of the sect with them.

"Bang!" The two mountains collided. The mountain gate of Wanfa Sect was shattered by one blow, and the entire mountain was collapsed by Feng Tianzong.

"Ah! Qiandeng Old Ghost, you are the enemy of destroying my mountain gate, and I, the Wanfa Sect, will never give up on you." Wan Chaodong said a harsh word, turned around and walked away in the form of a rainbow.

Feng Tianzong once again raised the Wan Zhong Mountain and smashed it toward Wan Chaodong. Wan Zhongshan not only has the ability to hit people, but that is just the most basic ability.

The most powerful thing about this innate spiritual treasure in Wan Zhong Mountain is its suppressive power. Suppress all the power of thousands of mountains at one point.

"Suppress!" Feng Tianzong raised the Ten Thousand Mountains in the sky, and the huge pressure suppressed Wan Chaodong who flew away in a rainbow.

Wan Chaodong Huahong's figure suddenly stopped and fell from the sky. Monkey Sun, who seemed to be suppressed by Wuzhishan, had no power to resist.

A huge amount of mana, as big as the sea, was suppressed by the Ten Thousand Mountains and could not be mobilized. Wan Chaodong fell from the sky to the ground and was knocked unconscious. The worst thing was that he landed on his face first.

After all, he is a great monk who transforms into gods. Although he is only a Dharma cultivator, he still has a body of steel and iron that can be tempered by meat. However, being suppressed by the huge power of Ten Thousand Chong Mountain, he was still thrown into disgrace and his nose was broken. The dignified god-transforming monk had two lines of nosebleeds. This image was really too embarrassing.

Feng Tianzong knew that as long as Wan Chaodong could be killed today, Wanfa Sect would become a thing of the past. If the mountain gate is destroyed and the great monk in the gate dies again, Wanfa Sect will basically have no chance of making a comeback.

There are few people who offer help in times of trouble, but there are many people who add insult to injury. When Wanfa Sect was still the number one sect in the world, there were naturally countless monks and sects willing to be on good terms with them and willing to follow their lead.

But when the news of the destruction of Wanfa Sect spreads, I believe that the monks of Wanfa Sect will become rats crossing the street. Feng Tianzong knew this, and so did Wan Chaodong.

But on the other hand, as long as Wan Chaodong doesn't die, even if the mountain gate is destroyed, they can find a new place to establish Wanfa Sect. Even though the sect's strength has been greatly reduced, as long as there are still cultivators in the sect and innate spiritual treasures that suppress the sect's luck, then their Wanfa Sect will still be a major sect in the world of immortality.

Wan Chaodong knew that even if he died, nothing would happen to the sect's inherited treasure, not only for himself, but also for Wanfa Sect.

A golden page suddenly appeared in his hand, as if it were a torn page from some book. After appearing in Wan Chaodong's hand, it emitted immeasurable golden light.

Completely resisted the suppression of Wan Zhong Mountain.

"What is that? Good guy, these sects that can be passed down for a long time really have endless heritage. The red lightning just now was beyond my expectation. I didn't expect that the sect's mountain-protecting formation was After being broken, this old boy Wan Chaodong actually still has a trump card that he hasn't used yet." Feng Tianzong was secretly shocked.

However, his attacks became more and more ruthless. With 216 Bone Demon Gods as Taoist soldiers, he gathered a huge amount of mana and input it all into the Ten Thousand Chong Mountains, raising the power of this innate spiritual treasure to the extreme. .

"Push! Town! Town!" Feng Tianzong said one after another.

The huge Wan Zhong Mountain flew into the air, and the ten thousand feet high mountain suppressed Wan Chao East fiercely. Along with the fall is endless pressure. It not only suppresses the physical body, but also suppresses the soul, and even suppresses the space.

In the midst of the suppression of Wan Zhong Mountain, there is no way to hide, so you can only choose to resist.

"Let's go!" The golden page above Wan Chaodong's head turned into a shadow, and then disappeared into the void. He completely ignored the suppressive power of Wan Zhong Mountain.

"What kind of treasure is that golden fragment? In terms of mana, he can't be stronger than me now, unless that golden fragment is a treasure that is more advanced than the innate spiritual treasure!

But isn't the highest-level magic treasure in the world of cultivating immortals the innate spiritual treasure?" Feng Tianzong thought doubtfully.

Feng Tianzong's powerful divine sense could not sense the whereabouts of the golden fragment at all.

"Destroy my Wanfa Sect, I will make you pay the price in blood." Wan Chaodong spit out blood, but it was not wasted at all. All the blood was sprayed on the Wanfa Heavenly Book in front of him.

However, the Wanfa Heavenly Book at this moment no longer had the charm just now. Although the spiritual fluctuations emitted were still the spiritual fluctuations of the innate spiritual treasure, the overall feeling given to Feng Tianzong was that it was sluggish.

Even if Wan Chaodong used blood to sacrifice and forcibly cast a spell, he still looked half-dead.

"No matter who you are. Take my last move, the Tongtian Divine Power: Heaven and Earth Destruction!" Wan Chaodong's face showed a pilgrimage-like expression, and the whole person's breath quickly shrunk.

From the appearance of a middle-aged man, he gradually became thinner, quickly turned into a dry skeleton, and then disappeared. However, the Book of All Laws in his hand emitted a blood-colored fluctuation.

Then this fluctuation spread out to the surroundings along with the Book of All Laws, and the suppressive power of Wanzhong Mountain could not stop it. The blood-colored light on the Book of All Laws gradually turned into a blood-colored flame.

This innate spiritual treasure-level magic weapon was burned. Let the blood-colored fluctuation spread out more violently.

All the creatures touched by this blood-colored fluctuation, whether insects or plants, withered and turned into ashes.

Even the Wanzhong Mountain, which was originally lush and green, gradually turned yellow, lost its spirit, and its spiritual charm was dissipating, as if the mountain was dead.

Feng Tianzong did not dare to delay. He did not know what kind of magical power Wan Chaodong displayed, but the magical power displayed by sacrificing an incarnation cultivator would definitely not be weak.

At least it should be more powerful than the self-explosion of a spirit cultivator.

Wan Chaodong was really ruthless. He not only sacrificed his own life, but also sacrificed his own life-saving magic weapon, the Book of Ten Thousand Laws.

The Book of Ten Thousand Laws burned rapidly under the blood-colored flames, disappearing into the air bit by bit, but the blood-colored fluctuations spread even faster.

All the creatures that came into contact with it were exterminated and turned into ashes.

Feng Tianzong turned around and ran without even looking back. He didn't even take back the Ten Thousand Mountains. He vaguely felt that the withered power seemed to be contagious, and the power of contagion was extremely strong.

Feng Tianzong drove the cloud with 216 white-bone demons, and the magic power gathered together and turned into a long rainbow, with an extremely fast speed. Fortunately, when an incarnation died just now, he took back the Ten Thousand Mountains. Otherwise, both Ten Thousand Mountains would be left here today.

Unfortunately, the blood-colored fluctuations were still following closely behind. And there was a trend of getting faster and faster.

Feng Tianzong's current cultivation power can reach thousands of miles in a breath, but the blood-colored fluctuation is still spreading rapidly.

"What kind of magical power is this? How can it be so powerful and have such a large range? Is he really not afraid that his Wanfa Sect will be wiped out?" Feng Tianzong looked at the blood-colored fluctuation that was chasing him quickly from behind with depression.

"No wonder this magical power is called Tian Jue Di Mie. With such a fast spread speed and such great power, how many lives will die?" Feng Tianzong kept staring at the back while running.

The blood-colored fluctuation was extremely vicious. Feng Tianzong's consciousness was infected as soon as it touched the blood-colored fluctuation. Feng Tianzong could feel that his consciousness was being eroded rapidly.

Along the emanating consciousness, it eroded towards his body. Feng Tianzong was frightened and hurriedly used the Burning God Spell to cut off the infected consciousness.

As expected of a Divine Transformation cultivator, he sacrificed himself and his innate spiritual treasure to display his supernatural power: the destruction of heaven and earth.

All living creatures within a radius of ten thousand miles, a radius of one hundred thousand miles, and a radius of one million miles were completely annihilated.

Several sects that were relatively close to the Wanfa Sect were all destroyed by this bloody fluctuation. These sects usually have very good relations with the Wanfa Sect.

If they were not very close, they would have moved their sects long ago and would not have stayed by the side of such a powerful sect as the Wanfa Sect. How could they allow others to sleep soundly beside their bed?

Looking at the world behind him, his eyes were full of blue-gray, and there was a dead silence between heaven and earth. All living creatures were extinct. Feng Tianzong was secretly glad in his heart.

This old thief Wan Chaodong was really too cruel.

Fortunately, the Wanfa Sect was far away from the secular world, otherwise it was unknown how many people would die. This karma must also be shared by Feng Tianzong.

Feng Tianzong was thinking, with his speed at the Spiritualization Stage, he almost didn't escape, how would those Yuanying cultivators of the Wanfa Sect survive?

Wan Chaodong wanted to fight to the death, but he had to leave a glimmer of hope for his sect, right?

"That golden fragment!" Feng Tianzong instantly thought of a golden fragment from his Wanfa Heavenly Book before Wan Chaodong used this magical power of exterminating the heavens and the earth.

Because the Dao rhyme emitted by that fragment was different, Feng Tianzong was also very concerned about it, especially because that fragment easily broke through the suppression of the Ten Thousand Mountains and escaped into the air.

Feng Tianzong now thinks about it and feels more suspicious. "Could it be that the fragment can protect the disciples of the Wanfa Sect? Can it protect them from the influence of the destruction of the world?"

"Yes, it must be so. The fragment is definitely a treasure. In this battle, I lost a spirit and a congenital spiritual treasure, Wanzhongshan. If I don't get enough, wouldn't it be a loss?

The Wanfa Sect must compensate for this loss." Feng Tianzong thought firmly in his heart.

Feng Tianzong turned around and flew towards the gate of the Wanfa Sect, wanting to find the escaped disciples of the Wanfa Sect, but saw the dead land of a million miles.

After all, he did not step into it, but sent out a white bone demon god in the Nascent Soul stage.

The white bone demon god almost lost contact with Feng Tianzong as soon as he stepped into the dead land. Then Feng Tianzong saw with his own eyes that this white bone demon god turned into dry bones and scattered on the ground.

Feng Tianzong was also shocked when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that this kind of magical power could make a white-bone demon god in the Nascent Soul stage die silently with just the residual energy. The death was without any waves, without any splashes.

But Feng Tianzong's heart had already set off a huge wave. He was secretly glad that he didn't step into it, otherwise he would be the one who turned into ashes at this moment.

Although he had the great magical power of Yihua Sanqing and could be resurrected, his incarnation carried all his belongings, 216, no, there were still 215 white-bone demon gods in the Nascent Soul stage left.

There was also the innate spiritual treasure Wanchongshan. If this innate spiritual treasure was also lost, he would have no way to explain to the sect, which was lent to him by the sect. His own one had already been lost.

"I don't know how long this bloody residual energy can last?" Feng Tianzong said in his heart.

After destroying the Wanfa Sect, so many messes have been caused. Among the ten major sects in the world of immortal cultivation, which one has a weaker foundation than the Wanfa Sect?

If this is the case, even if he can rule the world of immortal cultivation, what will be left in this world of immortal cultivation? Feng Tianzong thought depressedly.

"No, I have to think of a better way. At least I have to trick a group of sects into getting on the chariot of my Great Shang."