e, the frequency of its use of the moving mirror is extremely low, to the point that it may not be used for several years. Despite our decades of effort, we have yet to fully grasp its precise locatio..."Haha, well, it doesn't make much difference to me whether two more die or not. You guys don't even have official status in the Immortal Realm yet. You're failing to protect the fruit grove, so even if I kill a few to deter others, who can say anything about it" Mao Jiuling hadn't expected Lin Fang and the Tibetan Lama to speak up at this time, but it didn't affect him much. Who would care what he did right now Who could control him

Mao Jiu'ling's laughter still echoed in the air. The other immortals, cultivators, and even people from Yunqing Palace of Yunjia Xianzong all wore expressions of indignation. However, there was nothing they could do about Mao Jiu'ling's domineering attitude and misuse of public resources. Even if a real conflict broke out, they couldn't stand up to him at all. At this time, only Lin Fang and Banhui Lama, two true immortals, and Yunxia Xianzi had a close relationship, daring to speak out. The rest either lacked the strength or were too far removed from the situation.

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"Though I fear not death, I am afraid of dying." As Yunxia Fairy's voice fell, her body slowly rose into the air. Banhui Lama and Lin Fang stood on either side, their auras rising at this moment. Among them, Yunxia Fairy's aura was the strongest. Banhui Lama and Lin Fang were second, after all, the two had not paid an unknown price like Yunxia Fairy to unleash their potential.

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"Then I shall grant you your wish." Mao Jiu Ling extended his left palm, and a golden flame fan appeared in his hand, suddenly growing to several feet long.

The golden flame fan merely waved towards the void. At this moment, in the void, one could see the golden flames rolling. Though there was no howling wind, visible to the naked eye, within the empty space, there were streaks of something like golden threads blossoming.

“Golden Flame Devouring Soul Wind!” When the head of Qingling Palace and other discerning immortals saw the power unleashed by the golden flame fan, they were instantly horrified. They couldn't believe that someone had refined such a ferocious weapon into a magic artifact. It must have taken countless years to collect the materials for this.

The Golden Flame Devouring Spirit Wind, in the endless expanse of the Xianjie's void, is one of the most feared beasts by even True Immortals. Once a large-scale field of Golden Flame Devouring Spirit Wind forms, even Xuanxian would not dare to enter it easily. True Immortal powerhouses, even those from the Immortal Domain, are guaranteed death upon entering.

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Although the magical powers displayed by Mao Jiu Ling at this time were not as large in scale as those of the Wind Domain, after its special refinement and activation by a celestial artifact, its power surpassed that of ordinary Golden Flame Devouring Souls Wind.

Such methods, let alone a newly promoted True Immortal like him, would be extremely difficult even for someone with the same strength as Mao Jiuling to withstand.

Though Banhu Lama and Lin Fang had mentally prepared for Mao Jiuling's strength, seeing this golden flame devouring spirit wind, they couldn't help but grimace.

At this moment, Yunxia Fairy waved her sleeve, and a magnificent seven-colored cloud spread across the void. With a rainbow as a bridge, it formed a seven-colored portal. The golden flame of Soul Devouring Wind blew against the seven-colored portal, causing the light to flutter like ripples. Yunxia Fairy's complexion, however, became even more rosy, a redness tinged with an unhealthy, alluringly exotic air.

Ban Hui Lama and Lin Fang, both with wry smiles on their faces, stretched out their hands and each summoned their own magic artifact. Twelve emerald vines unfurled, constantly extending more branches, seemingly wanting to grow into a forest to resist the golden flame soul-devouring wind. Facing Mao Jiuling's powerful attack, Lin Fang and Ban Hui Lama couldn't think of a counterattack for a moment, they could only do their best to withstand this divine power for as long as possible.

As for how long it can last, only heaven knows.

Mao Jiuling was very interested, but he didn't expect to end Yunxia Xianzi's life so quickly. As for the two fellows, Banhui Lama and Lin Fang, they were insignificant. However, at this time, Yunxia Xianzi was fighting desperately, and before taking down Yunxia Xianzi, it would be inappropriate to attack Banhui Lama and Lin Fang.

Even if the three of them joined forces, they would only be able to prolong their lives for a while. Mao Jiuling still had that patience. At the moment, he simply shook his golden flame fan in his hand, controlling the Golden Flame Soul-Devouring Wind to continuously blow towards the three Yunxia Immortal Ladies.

In the void, a gust of wind whistled, and streaks of golden flames lashed against the seven-colored gate. The ripples on the surging light above grew larger and larger, yet Yunxia Fairy’s tragically beautiful face flushed with an even more alluring crimson, a scarlet thread trickling from the corner of her lips.

A great deal of emerald vines were snapped or incinerated under the Golden Wind Flame, and even the celestial weapon wielded by Banhui Lama proved ineffective. Like Lin Fang, he was dealt a severe blow.

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At this time, Yun Chongyi and several others were recuperating far in the rear, unable to arrive in time. Even if they had arrived, their condition would not have allowed them to intervene in this kind of magical battle.

Although Mao Jiu Ling suppressed a considerable amount of strength, he still overwhelmed the three Yunxia Fairy with his power. Defeat was only a matter of time, and it even depended on Mao Jiu Ling's mood.

As time went on, the bodies of Yunxia Fairy, Lin Fang, and Banhui Lama in mid-air were already swaying precariously.

"Die!" Mao Jiu-ling let out a cold snort, but the chilling killing intent was directed at Lin Fang and Banhui Lama.

The golden wind flame transformed into two flying knives, slashing towards Lin Fang and Banhui Lama's head.

At this time, Yunxia Fairy's face had turned pale, obviously having exhausted almost all her potential by single-handedly enduring Mao Jiuling's Golden Flame Devouring Spirit Wind for so long. At this moment, even when watching Mao Jiuling strike with lethal intent, she was powerless to stop him. They had struggled through countless dangers from the Phantom Mist Swamp to the Gui Ling Fairy Domain. Could their journey end abruptly here

“Stop!” A shout rang out, and a figure shot from the void. Lü Yiming brandished two flying knives, meeting the golden flames of the Spirit Devouring Wind Phantom head-on, slicing it to pieces. Mao Jiuling and Ban Hu Lama attacked Lin Fang with relentless fury. The two were already at their wit's end; they didn't need much effort to kill them. Lü Yiming's strength was significantly less than Mao Jiuling's, but defeating him at this moment wasn't too difficult.

“Lü Fuxiǎn!” The Tibetan Lama, Lin Fang at this moment unexpectedly felt a surge of ecstatic relief.

Yunxia Fairy had been resisting Mao Jiuling's attacks for a long time, and was now nearly exhausted. Seeing Lu Yiming, a familiar face with some status in the fairy realm, arrive, she could no longer hold on. She felt darkness before her eyes, and her body fell limply from the air.

“Lü Yiming, these fellows did a poor job guarding Guolin and they even dared to contradict me. I took action to discipline them, and it's none of your business to interfere." Mao Jiuling saw Lü Yiming interfering and showed him no face at all, directly rebuking him.

Lin Fang, Ban Hui Lama's heart sank, his body swayed as he landed. The joy he had just felt was dashed by most of it. Even if Lü Yiming arrived now, if the other party insisted on making things difficult for them, Lü Yiming probably wouldn't be able to change much. If Zhu Yan came, there might still be a sliver of hope.

"Are you saying that the care for Guolin is inadequate Mao Jiuling, your reputation has long been known to all. There's no need to be so explicit." Lu Yiming reached out his hand and with a gentle sweep of wind, he supported Yunxia Fairy who was falling.

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