Chapter 633: The Heavenly Dream Daoist's Madness

Jing Yuheng took action, and Fifth Prince Qi Mingyu followed, walking forward together.

After killing those Heavenly Heart Sect disciples, the Black Dragon Guard—no, the relationship between the Great Qi Dynasty and the Heavenly Heart Sect has already been completely torn apart.

The Heavenly Dream Daoist must reveal herself here; letting her leave will cause great trouble.

Kill her first, and Your Majesty will settle it later.

If we fail to kill her and let her escape, that will be the trouble.

Demon-Subduing General Feng Yuqian said nothing, locked onto the Heavenly Dream Daoist, the Black Dragon Guard's hunt sped up, quickly, the last Heavenly Heart Sect disciple fell, and everyone died.

Dozens of true-transmission disciples all fell; for the Heavenly Heart Sect, this is a huge loss.

The younger generation, basically, are mostly dead.

In three consecutive waves, three times bringing people, they all died outside; the Heavenly Dream Daoist's features twisted, staring fixedly at Jing Yuheng.

"You're seeking death, ahhh!"

Mad with frenzy, she brandished her sword, abandoned Ming Jianzi and the others, and rushed straight at Jing Yuheng.

"Luo Mountain."

"Sword technique, Luo Mountain."

The divine-ability sword, beneath the blade, layers of mountain peaks stacked together, forming layer upon layer of peaks.

The power erupting from the peaks suppressed Jing Yuheng.

Jing Yuheng shouted angrily: "Everyone, act together, kill her!"

Fifth Prince Qi Mingyu raised his spear, swung toward the sky: "Overheaven!"

Overheaven spear, one strike Overheaven.

Peaks, shattered.

One layer after another, all shattered.

Demon-Subduing General Feng Yuqian gathered power, then threw a punch forward.

"Killing Qi Fist."

"Heaven and Earth Collapse."

One punch, crushed everything.

Peaks, completely dissipated.

Jing Yuheng's body burst with thunder and lightning, the tip of his spear flashing a bolt of electric light.

Cold light flickered, in the flash of fire and stone, the spear pierced through.

"Thunder God."

"Kill."

"Die."

In an instant, Jing Yuheng's whole body was enveloped by lightning.

These lightning bolts instantly poured down, covering the Heavenly Dream Daoist before them.

The sky, dark clouds thickly covered.

Lightning, bombarded.

In a moment, what lay before became a world of lightning.

"Boom—"

"Boom—rumble"

The Heavenly Dream Daoist was enveloped by lightning, countless bolts bombarded her body.

The Heavenly Dream Daoist was struck down to the ground, blasting a deep pit, and the lightning did not let him go.

Jing Yuheng did the same, raising his spear, leaping up to the highest peak, his spear gathering all the lightning; within the dark clouds, all lightning bombarded her body, and then she gathered it into a point.

That point, cold light flickered.

"Thunderbolt Strike."

"Heaven and Earth Overturn."

"Heavenly Dream Daoist, go die."

Having recovered part of cultivation, Jing Yuheng's true qi poured out.

Holding nothing back, taking advantage of her illness, to take her life.

"Boom—"

The ground, shattered.

Lightning, scorched black the entire land.

Everything, in an instant, turned to smoke and dust.

The power of thunder obliterated everything.

Inside the palace, Chen Chuyang praised: "Not bad, Jing Yuheng's cultivation and strength have increased again, understanding of lightning improved quickly."

"Combat can let people quickly improve, indeed true."

This spear, integrating new insight, is her brand-new strike, the power it unleashed surpassed any previous one.

This is Jing Yuheng's talent; with resources keeping up, her cultivation and strength increase quickly.

Although not as strong as Chen Chuyang, she is still stronger than others.

Golden Core, estimated to have formed.

"The Heavenly Dream Daoist took this spear, it's unpleasant; even if not dead, she'll lose a layer of skin."

"As for you, Heavenly Heart Daoist, why don't you make a move?"

The Heavenly Heart Sect's Heavenly Heart Daoist surely is watching this side; when the Heavenly Sword Daoist died, he did not act.

When the Heavenly Dragon Daoist died, it was the same.

This time, what about the Heavenly Dream Daoist?

Will he stand by and watch?

Chen Chuyang waited.

Cultivation continued; the elixir inside the dantian was completely absorbed, increasing cultivation a little, not much.

A drop in the bucket; if Mu Longhao's true cultivation, perhaps it could increase much.

"What a pity, this is merely the body of a plague demon beast."

The previous body was wasted.

Chen Chuyang felt his own changes; if a few more demon kings came, who knows?

Such an opportunity is hard to come by.

"Uncle Master, what about us?"

Ming Jianzi stared at the Heavenly Dream Daoist; the power of this shot made Ming Jianzi cautious, Jing Yuheng's strength surpassed his, strength increased quickly, this woman is truly strong, excellent in all aspects, a worthy opponent.

No wonder Qi Ruohua values her so much; strength, cultivation, mindset, or her administrative ability—no flaws.

The most important point, this person is loyal.

Just this point is enough.

"Not in a hurry." Xinran Zhanglao raised his hand, not acting hastily.

Instead, he turned to stare at Lingjian Zhenren; this senior brother was still nearby, needing attention.

Lingjian Zhenren laughed: "Junior sister, you need not worry about me; the senior brother said he would not act, and he surely won't."

Xinran Zhanglao said nothing; Spiritual Sense locked onto this senior brother.

Originally, the senior brother's words were weighty; he would not lie.

And him, who knows.

Ming Wuzi glanced at Lingjian Zhenren, equally uneasy.

Lingjian Zhenren said nothing, lowered his head, looking at that deep pit.

The smoke and dust cleared; the Heavenly Dream Daoist slowly rose to his feet, his resentful eyes fixed on Jing Yuheng.

"Pfft."

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood; the lightning on his body was driven away.

She held her sword, emitting a pitch-black aura around her.

Behind her, space twisted as if.

Left hand, pressed against the ground.

She stared at Jing Yuheng and shouted angrily: "Triple World."

"Everyone, sink into my world."

"Everyone must die."

The black aura spread rapidly; before anyone could react, they were already surrounded.

Space evolved into another world.

Everyone staggered for a moment, looking at the unfamiliar world around them.

The constructed false world, a different divine ability.

The Heavenly Dream Daoist rose and swung his sword blade.

Everyone was sealed inside.

He strode forward.

"First, starting with you."

The sword blade pointed at Jing Yuheng.

His body flickered.

"What!"

Jing Yuheng startled slightly; his body dodged automatically, relying on instinct.

"Pfft."

The sword blade still left a wound.

Jing Yuheng's body flew backward, blood spraying the sky.

"Next, it's you."

Vanished before their eyes.

Appeared.

The Fifth Prince, Qi Mingyu, flew backward, his chest bearing a deep wound that revealed bone.

Next, Feng Yuqian.

White Wolf Vice Hall Master, Azure Dragon Vice Hall Master.

Not over yet; her attack hasn't stopped.

Then it turned to Xinran Zhanglao.

"Bang."

The sword blade was blocked; Xinran Zhanglao coldly said: "Your sword cannot harm me."

Backhand, a dozen swords sent the Heavenly Dream Daoist flying.

"In my world, you are all ants."

"Xinran Zhanglao, surrender."

Tianmeng Daoist refused to believe it and struck again.

Xinran Zhanglao shook their head, backhanded, and blocked her attack.

Next, Tianmeng Daoist attacked several dozen times, without exception, all were blocked.

"How could you?"

Xinran Zhanglao said disdainfully: "Your killing intent is too strong; without looking, I know where you are."

"Tianmeng Daoist, this move, the pressure is huge, right?"