Wujie Mountain showed no signs of stopping and headed straight towards the oncoming people.
The middle-aged Taoist was still aggressive at first, but his expression changed immediately as he flew closer.
The momentum of Wujie Mountain was so terrifying that it made him feel afraid from the bottom of his heart, and his body seemed to become much heavier.
The few people from the Taoist sect who followed him were even more unbearable. They all looked pale and fearful, wishing to escape from here immediately.
"Who are you? Don't you want to live?" the middle-aged Taoist said with a gloomy face and a very solemn tone.
Fang Lin didn't talk nonsense to him at all. Wujie Mountain pushed directly across him. It doesn't matter what you do. Anyway, you will either be killed by my Wujie Mountain, or you can hide aside.
As expected, the middle-aged Taoists did not dare to confront Wujie Mountain. They had no intention of stopping when they saw this mountain peak and quickly stepped aside.
"Uncle Master, what should we do? Our Qingyang Palace is ahead." A young Taoist said to the middle-aged Taoist with a bitter look on his face.
The middle-aged Taoist cursed and headed directly towards Fang Lin on the mountain peak.
Everyone knows that to shoot a man first, shoot a horse, and to capture a thief first, capture the king. Since the mountain cannot be stopped, the middle-aged Taoist planned to kill or capture the young man on the mountain first to stop it. The mountain continues to wreak havoc here.
This middle-aged Taoist had a good idea, but it was a pity that he underestimated Fang Lin's strength and overestimated his own.
The middle-aged Taoist has the first level of spiritual source, and is considered a very powerful master in the so-called Qingyang Palace.
At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist was holding a golden long sword, and he was flying very fast towards Fang Lin on the top of the mountain like the wind.
A clean sword, with bright golden light, went straight to Fang Lin's back.
"Seeking death!" Fang Lin turned around and stared at the middle-aged Taoist indifferently, without any intention of taking action.
When the middle-aged Taoist saw that Fang Lin actually didn't resist or dodge, he suddenly felt secretly happy. He thought that the kid in front of him was too trusting. Did he really think that he was the kind of strong man who could look down upon the world
The next moment, the middle-aged Taoist's sword was already in front of Fang Lin. It only took a moment to penetrate Fang Lin's body.
But just this short distance of a few inches filled the middle-aged Taoist with despair.
An invisible force descended on him, making the middle-aged Taoist unable to move. No matter how much power he gathered in his hand, the sword in his hand could not make any progress.
The middle-aged Taoist's face was astonished. He looked intently and saw a vertical eye appearing in front of Fang Lin's forehead, emitting a faint white light.
"Celestial Eye! How is it possible?" The middle-aged Taoist exclaimed. The moment he saw Fang Lin displaying his Third Eye, he felt completely despaired.
Fang Lin had no intention of wasting time with him. A short sword appeared in his hand, and with a pop, he cut off the middle-aged Taoist's head.
"Uncle Master!" When several young Taoists saw this scene, they were all frightened. They did not expect that their Uncle Master would be chopped off by the other party without even touching a hair on the opponent's head.
Several young Taoists turned around and ran away, feeling nothing but fear for Fang Lin.
Fang Lin didn't pay attention to those young Taoists. Such miscellaneous fish were not worth his energy to chase.
He kicked the headless corpse of the middle-aged Taoist down, and the corpse fell into the sea with a plop. In a short time, it was completely eaten by sea beasts.
The frightened head of the middle-aged Taoist was tied with a rope by Fang Lin and hung on Wujie Mountain.
But Wujie Mountain is too big, so a head like this hanging on it is very inconspicuous.
"Is there a place called Qingyang Palace ahead?" Fang Lin muttered as Wujie Mountain continued to move forward.
About half an hour later, another island appeared ahead. It was larger than the previous one, but not much bigger.
Fang Lin noticed that there were many people on this island, and there was a magnificent Taoist temple, which was the Qingyang Palace.
At this moment, Qingyang Palace was in chaos.
The appearance of Wujie Mountain put Qingyang Palace into panic. They already knew that the middle-aged Taoist had died in Fang Lin's hands, and they even knew that an island had been smashed by the mountain.
The palace master of Qingyang Palace is a Taoist who looks very old. At this moment, he is standing in front of Qingyang Palace, with a group of masters from Qingyang Palace behind him.
However, Qingyang Palace is obviously a third-rate force in the Taoist sect. It does not even have a small immortal, and there are only six or seven spiritual masters.
The Qingyang Palace Master's cultivation level was not weak, and he had reached the fifth level of spiritual source. Unfortunately, in front of Fang Lin, such a state was still too weak.
"Where are your friends from? I hope you can show your respect. Don't destroy my century-old foundation of Qingyang Palace. Please take a detour!" The master of Qingyang Palace let go of his voice and said to Fang Lin.
At this time, Wujie Mountain was already less than a hundred miles away from Qingyang Palace. People from the Taoist sect with good eyesight all saw the human head hanging at the foot of the mountain. It was an elder of their Qingyang Palace.
Many Taoist disciples of Qingyang Palace had angry expressions on their faces. This was the elder of their Qingyang Palace. To be beheaded like this and hanged on that big mountain was simply a humiliation and a deterrent.
Palace Master Qingyang naturally saw the head, and his heart was filled with sadness and sadness. Naturally, he was also angry, but he dared not speak out for fear of angering the strange young man. When the latter was angry, the whole mountain exploded. If it hits him, his century-old foundation of Qingyang Palace will be completely destroyed.
Fang Lin had no expression on his face and had no reaction at all to the words of the Lord of Qingyang Palace. Wujie Mountain did not slow down at all and headed directly towards Qingyang Palace, getting closer and closer.
"Palace Master, what should we do?" an elder from Qingyang Palace said with an anxious look on his face.
"Let's fight him!"
"That's right! He killed Master Liu, let's avenge Master Liu!"
"We still have the palace treasure here. As long as we sacrifice it, we will definitely be able to resist this person."
Some disciples of Qingyang Palace were furious and wanted to resist Fang Lin desperately.
However, the elders of Qingyang Palace knew very well that this strange young man was definitely not something Qingyang Palace could fight against.
Seeing Wujie Mountain getting closer and closer, and the sense of oppression getting stronger and stronger, Qingyang Palace Master gritted his teeth and said: "Qingyang Palace is willing to donate the treasure, but I hope that you will take a detour and let me Qingyang Palace survive."
As soon as these words came out, many disciples of Qingyang Palace were dumbfounded and looked in disbelief.
"Palace Master! Absolutely not!"
"How can I give the treasures of my Qingyang Palace to others?"
"Fight him!"
Fang Lin still showed no expression, Wujie Mountain flew directly over the island.
"I'm only here to kill people." A cold and ruthless voice sounded from Fang Lin's mouth.
ps: second update