Chapter 104: A sudden fall out! The non-threatening is often the most deadly!
However, just when Feiyang Sanren was feeling proud.

The small golden cone burning with the fire of the sun suddenly bypassed Batian Sanren's body and suddenly attacked Feiyang Sanren.

Feiyang Sanren's pupils dilated, he couldn't believe what was happening. When he was about to ask, the small cone burning with golden sun fire had already pierced through his body.

This shocked everyone present.

The sudden attack caught even Xiong Tian and Xiong Di, who were protecting Fei Yangsanren, off guard.

"Wow--"

Feiyang Sanren spat out a large mouthful of blood!

Although the golden cone magic weapon is small in size, the sun fire attached to it is not something Fei Yang San Ren can resist.

There was only a small wound on his abdomen, but now all his internal organs were destroyed, and his golden elixir was shattered by the golden cone. Now he could only rely on the remaining magic power and true energy in his body to hang on.

"Tianyang you"

"You lied to me!"

Feiyang Sanren looked at Tianyang Sanren with resentment. He didn't expect that he had been deceived by the other party all along.

The so-called love for Jin Yun and the so-called hatred for Batian are actually all fake!

"He didn't lie to you."

At this moment, Batian suddenly spoke up to defend Tianyang.

"You are right."

"He really hated me and wanted to kill me, but I had a hold on his vital point."

"Fei Yang, after hundreds of years, you still like to play these boring little tricks."

"I, Batian, don't like conspiracies and intrigues, but that doesn't mean I'm a fool."

"Two of my former defeated generals, and a few fellow Daoists from the Black Evil Sect, why don't you take action now?"

Batian looked at Xiong Da, Xiong Er, Feng Ji, Tao Chang and several other Black Evil Sect monks who were behind Fei Yang San Ren and said.

As for Li Mufeng and Tie Luo, two people whose magic power has been exhausted, it will not be too late to deal with them later.

"Batian!"

"If you want me to die, I won't let you have an easy life!"

Feiyang Sanren's face suddenly flushed, as if he was regaining some vitality.

He suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

"Everyone present, do you really think that Tyrant will share the Golden Sun Rice with you?"

"Since Tyrant is ready to take action! No one present today can escape!"

"Fellow Daoist Feiyang, what do you mean by this?"

Someone among the casual cultivators asked.

"Humph--"

"Batian has a recipe for a pill called the Golden Soul Pill. This Golden Soul Pill requires a huge amount of Golden Sun Rice to be refined into Golden Soul Rice!"

"He wants to use this to advance to the Nascent Soul stage!"

"None of you can get the Golden Sun Rice!"

Feiyang Sanren immediately revealed the real purpose of Batian's trip.

The dozen or so independent cultivators who had just wanted to stay out of the matter and leave with the Golden Sun Rice looked at each other in bewilderment.

Finally, one of the leading cultivators in the late Jindan stage spoke.

"Brother Batian, we have no right to control what you want to do, nor do we want to control it. You just need to give us the Jinyang rice you promised us. What do you think?"

"Fei Yang, I didn't expect you to have investigated it so thoroughly. You even knew about the Golden Soul Pill."

"It seems that you are not so useless."

"When did you find out?"

Batian did not deny it, but praised it.

"Humph--"

"Batian, you thought you were doing it secretly, but you couldn't escape my eyes!"

"Back then, we secretly plotted against a false infant monk from the Righteous Alliance who escaped from the Wanling Mountains with serious injuries. At that time, I knew that you had hidden something!"

"After all these years of inquiries, I finally got the relevant information. That thing is the recipe for the Golden Soul Pill!"

Feiyang Sanren showed an unwilling look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Batian, what Fellow Daoist Feiyang said is true."

Seeing that Batian ignored him completely, the leading cultivator in the late Jindan stage became a little angry.

"You idiots! Do you think Tyrant will let you go? Don't be naive!"

Seeing that the casual cultivator was still preparing to argue with Batian, Feiyang Sanren mocked him.

"of course."

Batian admitted it without any hesitation.

"You are too arrogant! We have nearly twenty fellow practitioners, and there are only three of you on your side. How dare you want to do such a thing!"

When the late Jindan cultivator heard Batian admit it, his face lit up with joy and he immediately separated himself from the opponent.

Golden Soul Pill!!

The hope of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage!

As the most powerful group present, they will naturally fall into his hands in the end!

"Hahaha--"

"arrogant?!"

When Ba Tian San Ren heard this, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, speaking with a domineering and arrogant attitude.

"Not having the ability is called arrogance, having the ability is called confidence!"

Batian Sanren immediately flashed and smashed Feiyang Sanren's head with a punch, making the opponent die without dying.

As for the matter of the Golden Soul Pill, he knew he couldn't hide it, and he didn't even want to hide it.

Just as Feiyang said, it is impossible to distribute Jinyang rice to these people.

Rather than waiting for something unexpected to happen outside, it is better to solve it in the Wanling Mountains.

"That damned Golden Sun Crow!"

If the other side had fought back, there would simply be so many people left now!

But never mind, he has made all the preparations.

Then he took out a jade bottle and poured out a blood-colored pill from it.

This pill was obtained from the Demon Valley. After being tested by Batian on its medicinal properties, it has the effect of stimulating potential and can temporarily improve one's cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage.

However, all his energy, blood and potential were exhausted, and there was no hope of going any further.

Batian swallowed it without hesitation.

"boom--"

A heavy breath burst out, and the golden scales on Batian's body became more clearly visible, completely unlike the golden light of the Jindan period.

"Nascent Soul stage!"

Seeing that Batian's cultivation had suddenly risen to the Nascent Soul stage, these casual cultivators also understood the effect of the pill that Batian had just swallowed, and their faces all changed.

However, everyone knew in their hearts that this type of elixir would inevitably have extremely serious consequences, and they would just have to hold out until the other party briefly improved their cultivation.

There are more than ten of them, holding magic weapons, so there shouldn't be any problem.

"Everyone, I believe everyone is clear about the current situation. Life and death are in your own hands."

The late Jindan cultivator took out his flying sword magic weapon.

The others looked at each other and also took out their own magic weapons. The current situation was very clear. That Batian was not going to let them go.

"Hmph - magic weapon!"

Seeing those people taking out their magic weapons, Ba Tian San Ren snorted coldly.

Then he took out a special magical weapon that looked like a golden round bead.

After Ba Tian San Ren injected magic power into the golden beads, a strange spiritual power fluctuation came out.

This spiritual power fluctuation is invisible and colorless, and the cultivator's spiritual awareness is completely useless!
After this spiritual power fluctuation was transmitted, the magic weapons in the hands of those people seemed to be attracted, flew out of their hands and flew towards Ba Tian San Ren.

"Asshole - Batian, what did you do?!"

The monks who reacted hurriedly mobilized their magic power to try to control their own magical weapons.

But no matter how they chanted incantations and injected mana into their weapons, their own magical treasures seemed to have disappeared without a trace like a drop in the ocean. They could only let their magic treasures remain stuck in mid-air to avoid being sucked over by the opponent, and there was no way to get them back.

Without their magic weapons, the combat effectiveness of these Jindan cultivators was greatly reduced!
Golden magic power burst out from Batian's body, and a solid golden longbow condensed in mid-air. The golden arrow flashed with deadly golden light and aimed at the dozen or so Jindan cultivators opposite.

"No! Run!"

Some people's faces turned pale when they saw this, and they turned around and ran away without caring about their magic weapons, while others were reluctant to leave their magic weapons behind and hesitated where they stood.

But in an instant, a rain of golden arrows attacked them.

No matter whether they were running or not, they were all covered by the golden rain of arrows, and more than ten Jindan cultivators were killed instantly. Only two or three people with high cultivation bases escaped with their other defensive magic weapons.

But before they could catch their breath, a spear made entirely of golden true energy pierced through their bodies, ending their lives!

"call--"

After dealing with these dozen Jindan cultivators, Batian let out a long sigh of relief. Using these spells and magical powers was also a considerable drain on him.

If he was a true Nascent Soul cultivator, this amount of consumption would naturally not be a big deal, but he was just wasting his potential to forcibly raise his cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage.

The remaining people must be dealt with as soon as possible.

After collecting the dozen or so magic weapons, Batian changed his gaze.

There are only two troublesome enemies now, Xiong Tian and Xiong Di.

As for those guys from the Black Evil Sect who were in the early stage of Jindan, they were not worthy to be his opponents.

Xiong Tian and Xiong Di were also shocked when they saw Batian's method. They didn't expect that the other party actually had a trick to restrain the magic weapon.

"Brother, what should I do?"

Xiong Di asked anxiously.

Xiong Tian turned his head and looked at the six Black Evil Sect monks next to him, but they still looked unmoved and had no intention of taking action.

"Damn it! Are you scared silly?"

While Xiong Tian was still thinking about how to persuade these Black Evil Sect monks to join forces to fight the enemy, the golden spear pierced through him again like a shining star.

The two brothers under the golden light couldn't open their eyes at all.

"Damn it!"

They had never expected that Batian actually had a way to temporarily raise his cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage, and now they could not be Batian's opponent.

"let's go!"

Xiong Tian shouted loudly and threw out several defensive magic weapons casually, and then he used a defensive magic weapon in the shape of a tortoise shell again.

This tortoise shell magic weapon was made from materials of a sixth-level monster beast that he bought from a group of mysterious guys at a huge price. It has extraordinary defensive power.

Seeing that the other party was using the magic weapon again, Batian activated the golden round bead again.

But this time, the magic weapon was not attracted over again.

"what--"

"It's actually the shell of a level six turtle monster."

When Batian looked again, he noticed the extraordinary nature of the magic weapon opposite him and said with some surprise.

"Forget it, let's do it ourselves. These two brothers are not that easy to deal with. If we let them run away, there will be trouble later."

Immediately, Batian's golden light flashed and he immediately chased after them, but after a few breaths, he blocked the Xiong brothers' retreat.

"Batian! Don't go too far!"

"They keep pressing us again and again!"

"If you don't let us two brothers go this time, don't blame us for fighting to the death with you!"

"Don't think I didn't notice that your cultivation is already shaky!"

Xiong Tian had a ferocious look on his face, and he threatened loudly in a timid manner.

In fact, he was constantly winking at Batian, and his eyes were looking at the remaining six Black Evil Sect monks.

"Batian, there is no life-and-death hatred between you and me. We two brothers are just casual cultivators. We can't threaten your dominant position at all. The Black Evil Sect's strength is hidden so deeply. That is your biggest worry!"

"Today, you let my two brothers go, and we will leave Dongyu Kingdom from now on! We will never appear in front of you again, how about that?"

After Xiong Tian sent the message, he winked at his younger brother.

Xiong Di also reacted immediately and sent a message to everyone in the Black Evil Sect.

"My fellow Taoists, this Tyrant is truly abominable!"

"The pill he took forcibly raised his cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage, but now it is shaky and vulnerable!"

"It's time for you and me to join forces to kill this villain!"

"If you don't help us, you won't be able to escape when our brothers die!"

The Xiong brothers had a good plan, but unfortunately, neither the Tyrant Sect nor the Black Evil Sect paid any attention to them, which made them feel very depressed.

Batian was unwilling to let them go, and no one from the Black Evil Sect was willing to help them, but the Xiong brothers would not just sit there and wait to be killed.

"Drink-"

Xiong Di shouted loudly and immediately took out a magic weapon that looked like an axe. After Xiong Di took out the small axe, it kept rotating slowly above his head.

"go--"

Xiong Di pointed his finger at Batian and shouted loudly. The flying axe, which was originally spinning slowly, suddenly became dozens of times larger and chopped down towards Batian's face.

Xiong Di made a sudden move, and Xiong Tian did not stand there in a daze. A set of specially made flying needle magic weapons suddenly appeared in his hands, and he launched a sneak attack on Batian at an extremely tricky angle.

This set of flying needle magic weapons is not simple. The source of the materials is still that group of mysterious monster material dealers. Originally, they were just some poisonous spikes. If he hadn't had the method to refine magic weapons, he would have planned to refine these poisonous spikes into magic weapons instead of magic weapons.

"Resist tenaciously!"

Facing the resistance of the Xiong brothers, Batian snorted with disdain.

He first used the small golden round bead to control the giant axe magic weapon that was flying towards him, and then faced with the flying needle magic weapons that were attacking him, he had no intention of dodging at all. His physical strength and true energy circulated, and golden light shone from Batian's body, and the flying needle magic weapons were directly bounced away by the golden light.

Feeling the rapid loss of mana and true energy in his body, Batian did not delay any longer and took out two ancient treasures, a small golden bowl and a golden rope.

"go--"

Following Batian's shout, the golden bowl and golden rope in his hands emitted golden light in the air, so dazzling that people dared not look directly at it.

The small bowl quickly grew larger in mid-air, covering Xiong Di inside it, and the golden rope also emitted a bright golden glow, and instantly caught up with Xiong Tian who was trying to escape, and went straight through his chest, then split into two ends, passing through his right hand and right foot, and his left hand and left foot respectively, completely controlling the opponent.

This kind of ordinary magic weapon for controlling others has little effect against cultivators of the same level, but it is extremely effective against cultivators with lower cultivation than oneself.

Not to mention that the two items that Batian took out were ancient treasures, and the Xiong brothers were gone in a flash, leaving them no room for resistance.

"The two most troublesome guys have been dealt with. The next ones are just the ones from the Black Demon Sect."

Batian's happy mood disappeared without a trace when he turned around, and was replaced by a gloomy face.

At this time, the two early Jindan cultivators who were supposed to be meditating and regulating their breathing to restore their magic power were actually standing in front of the cultivators of the Black Evil Sect.

What's even more troublesome is that the other party's cultivation level is not even at the initial stage of Jindan!

But it is the false infant realm!

Still two!

If he had improved his cultivation at the beginning, he would have been able to defeat these two people in an instant, but now.
Batian was furious, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like earthworms.

"I've been tricked!"

"Fellow Taoist is really a good trick!"

Batian's tone was neither cold nor hot, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. However, if there was someone here who truly understood Batian, he would definitely know that this was when he was most angry.

Li Mufeng smiled and said, "No, no, it's just a few Qi-retaining mantras. How can it compare to your skills?"

Randomly, his eyes looked at Tianyang Sanren and Bi Jing.

"That fellow Daoist Bi over there is not the son of fellow Daoist Batian, right? He should be the son of fellow Daoist Tianyang."

"You seem to have controlled the other person with poison."

"what?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, not only Batian, but also Tianyang Sanren on the side changed their expressions instantly, and the two of them actually said in unison.

"How did you know that?!"

Unlike Tianyang's simple shock, Batian's tone contained more shock and anger.

The biggest scandal of his life was now easily known by an outsider. Even Fei Yang Sanren didn't know about it!

"You told him?"

"How can it be!"

"How could I possibly tell others something that would damage Xiaojun's reputation!"

Batian questioned, and Tianyang Sanren refuted with a firm attitude.

"My fellow Taoists, I think you are tired of watching the show just like me, so why don't you come out and stretch your muscles?"

"This drama should also come to an end."

Li Mufeng suddenly spoke loudly at this time.

"There are others!"

Batian looked around with fear, and soon he discovered something unusual.

"Hahahaha——this fellow Taoist has such a strong spiritual power!"

"Even an old man has discovered it. The young are truly to be feared!"

After a burst of laughter, an old man in a white robe who looked like a Confucian scholar and four cultivators in the late Jindan stage appeared around them.

Among the five people, the old scholar in white robe is obviously the leader.

"Monk Nascent Soul!"

After Batian sensed the other party's cultivation level, his face suddenly became ugly and he looked at Tianyang beside him!
Now that Feiyang is dead, the Black Evil Sect monk obviously doesn't know the old man in white robe. Isn't it obvious who called him?
He is so careless!
What poses no threat is often the most deadly!
(End of this chapter)