Chapter 265: Fighting the Twelve Golden Immortals Alone
Yang Ling, wearing a green shirt, stood in the air, with a faint wave of mana surrounding him. He stared at Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi opposite him with a sharp gaze, his heart filled with fighting spirit.

Guangchengzi was wearing an Eight Trigrams purple ribbon fairy robe, holding a male and female fairy sword, with a solemn expression on his face; Chijingzi was wearing a fiery red robe, holding a water and fire sword, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.

“Yang Ling, don’t be so complacent! In today’s battle, I will let you see how powerful our Chan sect is!” Guangchengzi’s voice was low, but it contained unquestionable majesty.

After that, Guang Chengzi took the lead, and the male and female swords in his hands turned into a stream of light and flew towards Yang Ling. The male and female swords spun in the air, emitting a powerful pressure, as if to crush the space.

Seeing this, Yang Ling dodged the attack of the male and female swords easily. At the same time, the gold coins in his hand turned into a golden light and flew towards Guang Chengzi, trying to take away the male and female swords.

However, is Guangchengzi an ordinary person?
He snorted coldly and formed seals with his hands. The male and female immortal swords seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and changed their direction abruptly, avoiding the collection of the falling treasure money.

Yang Ling was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect Guang Chengzi to be so skilled in controlling the male and female immortal swords.

At this moment, Chi Jingzi also launched an attack.

The Fire and Water Blade in his hand turned into a stream of light and shot towards Yang Ling. The Fire and Water Blade drew a gorgeous arc in the air, as if it was going to tear the space apart.

Yang Ling flashed and easily avoided the attack of Shuihuofeng.

At the same time, the flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Chi Jingzi, trying to contain his attack.

Chi Jingzi snorted coldly and swung the Water and Fire Sword in his hand again, causing it to collide violently with Yang Ling's flying sword in the air.

The two forces intertwined, forming a terrifying attack wave that spread out in all directions. Wherever the attack wave passed, clouds and mist flew, and space shook, as if even the heaven and earth changed color.

Guangchengzi knew very well that Yang Ling's Luobao Gold was powerful, so he no longer used magic weapons to attack easily.

He formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A bright light surged out of his body and turned into a huge lightsaber, slashing towards Yang Ling.

The lightsaber drew a gorgeous arc in the air, as if it was going to cut through the space.

Yang Ling was shocked when he saw this.

He was well aware of the power of the lightsaber and did not dare to take it head-on.

So, he dodged the attack of the lightsaber with a flash of his body. At the same time, the gold coins in his hand turned into a golden light and flew towards Guangchengzi, trying to destroy his magic.

However, Guangchengzi seemed to have anticipated this.

He snorted coldly and waved his hands. The lightsaber seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and changed its direction abruptly, avoiding the collection of the falling treasure money.

At the same time, the male and female swords in his hands turned into a stream of light and flew towards Yang Ling, trying to trap him.

Yang Ling was shocked. He didn't expect Guangchengzi to be so cunning.

He flashed and avoided the attack of the male and female immortal swords.

At the same time, the flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Guangchengzi, trying to contain his attack.

However, Guangchengzi seemed to be prepared. He swung the lightsaber in his hand again, and it collided violently with Yang Ling's flying sword in the air.

At this moment, Chi Jingzi also launched an attack.

The water and fire blade in his hand turned into a stream of light and shot towards Yang Ling.

The water and fire front drew a gorgeous arc in the air, as if it was going to tear the space apart. Yang Ling was shocked, he didn't expect Chi Jingzi to launch an attack at this time.

He dodged the attack of Shuihuofeng.

However, the water and fire front seemed to have a spirit. It turned in the air and flew towards Yang Ling again.

Yang Ling's heart trembled. He knew that Chi Jingzi's fire and water attack was extremely powerful. If he was hit, the consequences would be disastrous. So he took a deep breath and used all his magic power to try to resist the attack of the fire and water attack.

However, just when the water and fire were about to hit him, he suddenly disappeared.

It turned out that Yang Ling used his understanding of the laws of space at the critical moment and avoided the attack of Water and Fire Front.

He flashed and appeared behind Chi Jingzi.

At the same time, the flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Chi Jingzi, trying to give him a fatal blow.

Chi Jingzi was shocked. He didn't expect Yang Ling to be so cunning.

He dodged the flying sword's attack with a flash of his body. At the same time, the Fire and Water Blade in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Yang Ling, trying to trap him.

However, Yang Ling seemed to have anticipated this. He dodged Shuihuofeng's attack with a flash of his body.

At this moment, Guangchengzi also launched an attack.

The male and female swords in his hands turned into a stream of light and flew towards Yang Ling.

The male and female immortal swords were spinning in the air, emitting a powerful pressure that seemed to crush the space.

Yang Ling was shocked. He didn't expect Guang Chengzi to attack at this time. He took a deep breath, mobilized all his magic power, and used the space method again to avoid the attack of the male and female swords.

At the same time, he appeared behind Guangchengzi, and the flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Guangchengzi, trying to give him a fatal blow.

Guang Chengzi was shocked. He didn't expect Yang Ling to be so cunning and powerful. He took a deep breath and used all his magic power to try to resist the attack of the flying sword.

At this moment, Yang Ling launched his final attack. The flying sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and flew towards Guangchengzi and Chijingzi.

The flying sword drew a gorgeous arc in the air, as if it was going to cut through the space.

Seeing this, Guangchengzi and Chijingzi used their own magic to resist. However, their strength was no longer as strong as before, and they were unable to resist the attack of the flying sword.

In the end, the flying sword successfully hit Guangchengzi and Chijingzi.

They vomited blood and retreated violently.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng stood above the clouds, his eyes as sharp as torches, but at this moment he was deeply shocked.

He never expected that Guangchengzi and Chijingzi would be defeated in front of Yang Lingnian one after another and look so miserable. A hint of unbelievable surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This...how is this possible?" Master Ran Deng muttered to himself.

Several of his fellow disciples beside him, including Taiyi Zhenren, Wenshu Taoist, and Yuding Zhenren, also had solemn expressions, with astonishment and awe mixed in their eyes.

Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help but sigh at this moment: "Yang Ling is truly a rare genius. His magical power is profound and his wisdom is far-reaching. Even if all my fellow disciples and I were combined, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to match him."

Taoist Manjusri had a gaunt face and sharp eyes. He stroked the whisk in his hand and said slowly, "Brother Taiyi is right. Yang Ling is an enemy of our Chan Sect and will become a great threat to us."

It can be seen that he is deeply wary and fearful of Yang Ling.

Jade Ding Zhenren clenched his fists and said angrily, "Humph! How dare this guy be so arrogant in front of my Chan Sect! Teacher Randeng, what are you waiting for? The twelve golden immortals will join forces to capture him and restore the reputation of my Chan Sect!"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist Master Ran Deng pondered for a moment, his eyes deep, as if he was weighing something. Finally, he nodded slowly, his voice low and firm: "Okay! Let's do as Yu Ding said, the Twelve Golden Immortals, work together!"

With one order, Taiyi Zhenren, Wenshu Taoist, Yuding Zhenren and ten other golden immortals, like ten streams of light, instantly cut through the sky and headed straight for Yang Ling.

They were agile and powerful, and surrounded Yang Ling in an airtight circle. The air was filled with tension and depression, and a war was about to break out.

On top of the Jiepai Pass, Grand Master Wen Zhong witnessed this scene and could not help but get furious. His hair and beard stood up and he cursed: "The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect are so despicable and shameless! How can you be called the orthodox sect of Xuanmen by bullying the minority with your numbers?"

Yang Jian and Nezha were also extremely anxious upon seeing this.

Although they knew that Yang Ling was extremely powerful, they were still worried about his safety.

Yang Jian frowned and said in a deep voice: "Marshal, let me and Nezha go to help! My father alone may not be able to withstand the might of the Twelve Golden Immortals."

Nezha was also eager to try, holding the Fire Spear, with a determined light in his eyes: "Yes! We can go to help Uncle Yang, and we will definitely be able to defeat those guys from the Chan Sect!"

However, Grand Master Wen Zhong shook his head, his eyes full of wisdom and calmness: "No, Yang Jian, Nezha, although you are brave and unparalleled, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao are no small matter.

If they join forces, even the Golden Immortal will find it difficult to escape unscathed.

If you go, it will only distract him and increase unnecessary risks."

At this moment, Yang Ling was surrounded by the Twelve Golden Immortals, but he seemed unusually calm.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, and his eyes swept around, as if he was examining his opponent. Facing such a powerful enemy, he was not afraid at all, but seemed more expectant.

"Heh, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao..." Yang Ling chuckled, his voice full of disdain and provocation, "Come on, do you want to attack together, or one by one?"

Although his voice was soft, it was clearly heard by everyone, like a spring breeze blowing on the face, but with irresistible majesty. The twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect all looked gloomy when they heard it. They did not expect that Yang Ling could remain so calm and confident in such a desperate situation.

Taiyi Zhenren snorted coldly and took the lead. The whisk in his hand turned into a stream of light and went straight to Yang Ling's face. Yang Ling dodged easily and grabbed the end of the whisk with his backhand.

Taiyi Zhenren was stunned for a moment, then he shouted angrily, and his magic power surged, trying to break free from Yang Ling's restraints.

However, Yang Ling seemed to have anticipated his move. He sneered and appeared behind Taiyi Zhenren. He waved his left hand, and a bright golden light instantly cut through the sky and hit Taiyi Zhenren's back. Taiyi Zhenren was horrified and had to fight back hastily, barely dodging the attack.

Upon seeing this, Manjusri Taoist immediately joined the battle.

The long sword in his hand was like a spirit snake emerging from a cave, going straight for Yang Ling's vital point.

Yang Ling's body was agile, like a dragon playing in the water, and he easily dodged the attack of the Taoist Manjusri. At the same time, he waved his right hand, and a flying sword appeared out of thin air, colliding violently with the Taoist Manjusri's long sword in the air, sparks flying everywhere.

Jade Ding Zhenren roared and joined the battle.

The Immortal Slaying Sword in his hand was as heavy as a mountain, and every swing was accompanied by a deafening roar. However, Yang Ling seemed to ignore the huge force, and his body shuttled lightly between the gaps of the sledgehammer, and at the same time, he backhanded the sword and went straight for Jade Ding Zhenren's throat.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect are all powerful warriors with great magical powers and experienced in many battles.

However, in front of Yang Ling, they seemed to have lost their former composure and confidence. Yang Ling's agility and quick reaction made them feel unprecedented pressure and threat.

The battle continued, and Yang Ling single-handedly fought against the siege of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. Sometimes he transformed into the wind, shuttling between the enemies; sometimes he transformed into thunder, inflicting heavy damage to the enemies with the force of thunder. Each of his attacks was just right, showing his wisdom and strategy, as well as his bravery and determination.

Although the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao sect were numerous in number, they gradually fell into a passive position due to Yang Ling's clever response.

A long sword appeared in Yang Ling's hand. The sword was named "Qinglian". The sword was light and seemed to contain endless vitality and wisdom.

He just waved his sword lightly, and the sword intent surged out like a tide, soaring into the sky.

Where the sword pointed, a huge blue lotus slowly blossomed in the void, with layers of petals, each of which shone with blue light, as if it could see through all the mysteries of the world. This blue lotus was not only extremely beautiful, but also contained a powerful sword intent, which moved the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect.

Yang Ling raised his sword high, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky. In an instant, circles of green ripples surrounded the sword, which was the resonance of the sword's will and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. With a light shout from him, the sword's will rushed straight into the sky like a dragon, turning into a green beam of light.

Facing the siege of the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect, Yang Ling did not choose to fight head-on, but instead skillfully used the art of changing wind and clouds. He closed his eyes and concentrated, gently waving his hands, as if he was talking to the wind and dancing with the clouds.

In an instant, the wind direction in the sky changed suddenly, dark clouds gathered, lightning and thunder appeared, and an unprecedented storm was about to come.

Yang Ling took this opportunity to transform himself into a flash of lightning, shuttling through the storm. The sword light woven together with the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, forming a visual feast that was dazzling to the eyes. Every sword strike was accompanied by a thunderous roar, making it difficult for the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect to figure out his whereabouts.

As the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Guang Chengzi was the first to attack. He chanted a spell and moved his fingers slightly. A bright golden light shot out from his fingertips, transforming into thousands of lights and shadows, trying to confuse Yang Ling's sight.

Yang Ling was not in a hurry, his inner Qi surged, his eyes instantly became bright as torches, and he could see through Guang Chengzi's illusion easily. At the same time, he used his sword as a guide and swung out a sharp sword Qi, which went straight to Guang Chengzi's face. Guang Chengzi chuckled, and his body turned into a stream of light, easily avoiding it.

Then, Chi Jingzi put his hands together and muttered something. The air around him suddenly heated up, and a sea of ​​fire fell from the sky, surrounding Yang Ling. Yang Ling remained calm, circulating his inner Qi to form a faint protective aura that extinguished the flames as soon as they touched him, preventing them from getting close. He took the opportunity to jump into the sea of ​​fire, lightly tapped the tip of his sword, and the fire actually danced and attacked Chi Jingzi in the opposite direction, forcing Chi Jingzi to use his magical powers to escape the danger.

Taiyi Zhenren appeared behind Yang Ling in a flash, with five fingers spread out, trying to use the earth escape technique to trap Yang Ling underground. Yang Ling was prepared, and the Qi in his body turned into a breeze, and he dodged it easily. With the help of the wind, he instantly moved behind Taiyi Zhenren and chopped down with a sword, but Taiyi Zhenren used the wood escape technique to transform into an ancient tree to block it.

Manjusri Bodhisattva closed his eyes and concentrated. A gentle light shot out from his forehead and went straight into Yang Ling's mind.

Yang Ling felt a warm force surge into his heart, trying to guide him to give up resistance. However, Yang Ling was determined and not only was he not deceived, but he used this force to make his sword more fierce, breaking through the air with one sword and pointing directly at Manjusri Bodhisattva.

Manjusri Bodhisattva smiled slightly and constructed a protective barrier with the light of wisdom, which easily resolved the situation.

Upon seeing this, Samantabhadra used his Thousand Hands magical power. Thousands of hands came out simultaneously, each palm containing powerful force, and they attacked Yang Ling in an overwhelming manner.

Yang Ling's body was flexible, and the sword light was like a weave, intertwined with the Thousand Hands, forming a visual feast. In the end, he found the flaw, broke all the methods with one sword, and directly attacked the real body of Puxian Zhenren, forcing Puxian Zhenren to retract his magical powers and concentrate on defense.

Taoist Cihang used water as a medium to summon huge waves to flood Jinshan Mountain in an attempt to drown Yang Ling.

Yang Ling stepped on the void, pointed his sword at the sky, and attracted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, forming a huge water curtain to compete with the huge waves of Taoist Cihang. The two met, stirring up thousands of waves, but Yang Ling relied on his exquisite swordsmanship to shuttle freely in the water, and finally used a "sword breaking torrent" to split the water curtain into two, winning this round of competition.

The twelve golden immortals formed a circle, each using their own magical powers to gather into a beam of dazzling immortal light, illuminating the entire Kunlun Peak. This immortal light contained twelve different laws of power, and its power was astonishing.

Facing the combined attack of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Yang Ling took a deep breath, his whole body's true energy boiling, and the tip of his sword pointed to the sky, as if resonating with the heaven and earth. In an instant, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed, and an unprecedented sword energy condensed and turned into a sword light that penetrated the heaven and earth, colliding head-on with the immortal light.

The two forces met, and a deafening roar erupted, and the peak of Kunlun seemed to tremble. When the light faded, Yang Ling and the Twelve Golden Immortals each took a few steps back, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Yang Ling closed his eyes and concentrated, gently waving his hands, as if he was having a silent conversation with the wind, clouds, thunder and lightning between heaven and earth. In an instant, the sky suddenly changed, with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Yang Ling's figure turned into a flash of lightning, shuttling through the storm, the sword light weaving, interweaving with the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, forming a dazzling visual feast. Every time he struck with the sword, there was a thunderous roar, as if he was going to tear the whole world apart.

Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, Yuding Zhenren and others are all masters of swordsmanship, but at this moment they can only try their best to resist, otherwise their lives will be in danger.

At this moment, Yang Ling's figure flashed, and he performed the Five Elements Reincarnation Technique again.

He was seen making seals with his hands and muttering something, and it seemed that all the five elements within a radius of ten thousand miles were under his control.

The five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth surrounded him, forming a colorful halo. This halo was not only beautiful, but also contained a powerful force of the five elements, which made the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect feel an unprecedented pressure.

Seeing this, Ju Liusun, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, immediately used his earth escape technique, attempting to use the earth element to restrain Yang Ling's five elements reincarnation. However, how could Yang Ling's five elements reincarnation technique be cracked by ordinary people?
He smiled slightly and flicked his fingers. In an instant, the earth element was under his control and perfectly integrated with the Five Elements Reincarnation Technique to form an even more indestructible defensive barrier.

Chi Jingzi waved his hands, and the temperature dropped suddenly. A piece of ice fell from the sky, trying to freeze Yang Ling. Cihang Taoist put his hands together, chanted a spell, and instantly, a blazing flame surged from the ground, trying to burn Yang Ling to death.

Yang Ling had already seen through their actions.

He held the Green Lotus Sword in his hand and lightly tapped the tip of the sword.

Instantly, countless sword lights surged out from his body, transforming into thousands of sword shadows, overwhelming the heavens and earth and attacking the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect. These sword shadows were not only numerous, but also contained powerful sword intent and power, as if they were going to cut the entire heaven and earth apart.

Upon seeing this, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect immediately used their magical powers in an attempt to resist Yang Ling's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect.

However, Yang Ling's swordsmanship had already reached the level of perfection. His sword light was like a weave, colliding with the magical powers of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, sparking bursts of brilliant sparks.

The next moment, Yang Ling's figure flashed, and suddenly he turned into countless phantoms, quickly shuttling around the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox Sect. Each phantom was exactly the same as him, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Seeing this, the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect immediately used their magical powers to try to capture Yang Ling's true body. However, Yang Ling's phantom tracking technique was not something that ordinary people could break. They rushed left and right, but they could not touch Yang Ling's true body.

At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly let out a long roar, and his real body emerged from the phantom. Holding the Green Lotus Sword, he slashed at Guangchengzi, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

Guangchengzi was horrified and quickly used escape techniques to avoid the sword, but he was still hit by the sword light, his clothes were torn and he looked in a miserable state.

Seeing this, Ju Liusun, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, immediately used his Heaven and Earth Reversal Technique. He waved his hands, and in an instant, the heaven and earth seemed to be turned upside down, yin and yang were reversed, and the sun and moon lost their light. Yang Ling was in the middle of it, and he felt a powerful force surging, as if to tear him into pieces.

However, Yang Ling was not afraid at all. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and drew a circle with his hands, one yin and one yang, interweaving to form a Tai Chi diagram. This Tai Chi diagram was not only extremely beautiful, but also contained a powerful yin and yang force, which offset Ju Liusun's Qiankun Reversal Technique, allowing the world to return to normal.

Daoxing Tianzun formed seals with his hands and silently chanted a spell, and countless heavenly and earthly evil spirits emerged between heaven and earth. These spirits transformed into various strange creatures and scenes, trying to confuse Yang Ling's mind.

However, Yang Ling had already seen through their plan.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, his mind focused. His body shape changed and turned into a stream of light, quickly shuttling through the energy of heaven and earth. At the same time, he seized the opportunity and slashed at Daoxing Tianzun with a sword.

Daoxing Tianzun was horrified and tried to dodge, but was still injured by the sword light.

The Lingbao Master quickly laid out the Bagua formation. This formation contains the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, and the eight trigrams are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. Once you get caught in it, it's like entering a maze, and it's hard to get out. Yang Ling only felt the space around him distorted, and his steps involuntarily followed the changes in the formation, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

However, Yang Ling was determined and quickly understood the secret of the Bagua formation. He closed his eyes and concentrated, with the inner energy surging, using his heart as a guide and the sword as a medium, he swung the sword, and the sword light turned into a green dragon, rushing straight into the sky, forcibly tearing a crack in the Bagua formation and escaping.

Seeing Yang Ling break out of the formation, Chi Jingzi held the Yin Yang Mirror, and the light in the mirror flickered, shooting out two completely different beams of light, one Yin and one Yang, interweaving into a net, trying to trap Yang Ling. Yang Ling's eyes were sharp, and he quickly captured the operating rules of the Yin Yang Mirror. He changed his body shape, like a dragon playing in the water, and easily passed through the beam of the Yin Yang Mirror. At the same time, he swung a sword, and the sword light collided with the light of the Yin Yang Mirror, bursting out dazzling sparks.

Huang Long Zhenren wielded the Erlong Sword, and the sword shadow was like a dragon, attacking Yang Ling with the sound of whistling wind. Yang Ling used the sword as a shield, and the sword light and sword shadow intertwined, forming a series of gorgeous trajectories.

He skillfully used the flexibility of the sword light to counter the power of the Erlong Sword. In the end, he broke the whip with one sword, and even Huanglong Zhenren was shocked back.

Lingbao Master was shaking the Soul-Falling Bell at the side. The sound of the bell was melodious, but it contained a breathtaking power. Yang Ling was determined and was not affected by the sound of the bell. With a flash of his sword, he went straight to the Lingbao Master. Seeing this, the Lingbao Master hurriedly used the Soul-Falling Bell to protect himself, but Yang Ling's sword was too sharp and broke the bell's protection with one sword, forcing the Lingbao Master to retreat.

Ju Liusun used the Immortal Binding Rope to try to restrain Yang Ling, but Yang Ling was too agile and dodged quickly, while his sword flashed and cut off the Immortal Binding Rope.

Seeing this, Ju Liusun couldn't help but secretly marvel at Yang Ling's body movements and swordsmanship.

Master Xian held two Wu Gou swords in his hands, and with the swords flashing, he started a fierce sword duel with Yang Ling. The swords of the two intertwined, like two dragons playing with a pearl, and it was difficult to tell who was better.

Taoist Cihang held a jade bottle, and the nectar in the bottle fell out, turning into golden light, trying to heal Yang Ling's injuries and weaken his strength. However, Yang Ling's mana surged, and he quickly recovered from his injuries. He swung his sword and cut off the trajectory of the nectar, making Taoist Cihang's plan fail.

Jade Ding Zhenren summoned the Immortal Slaying Sword, and the sword flashed fiercely, going straight to Yang Ling's vitals. Yang Ling's body was light, and the sword flashed, and he started a fierce confrontation with the Immortal Slaying Sword. The two swords intertwined, like lightning breaking through the night sky, and it was difficult to tell who was better. In the end, Yang Ling relied on his deep understanding of the sword's meaning to break the attack of the Immortal Slaying Sword with one sword.

Daoxing Tianzun wielded the Demon-Subduing Pestle, the shadow of the pestle was like a mountain, and it smashed towards Yang Ling with great momentum. Yang Ling's figure was graceful, and the sword light was like lightning. He quickly dodged the attack of the Demon-Subduing Pestle, and swung his sword to cut off the shadow of the Demon-Subduing Pestle, forcing Daoxing Tianzun to retreat.

Seeing Yang Ling's strength, the other twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect also joined the battle. Lingbao Dafa Master shook the Soul-Falling Bell in an attempt to capture people's souls; Juliusun sacrificed the Immortal Binding Rope in an attempt to restrain Yang Ling; Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun and Puxian Zhenren held the Qinglian Baose Flag and Wu Gou Double Swords respectively and attacked Yang Ling.

Facing the siege of many Golden Immortals, Yang Ling was not panicked. He was light and his sword flashed like lightning, quickly dodging and counterattacking.

(End of this chapter)