This speed…

Too fast!

Without a doubt, Jin Taixui’s speed in slaughtering Temple Guardian Cursed Corpses and evil beings surpassed Yun E by far.

“Hahaha… as expected of the Young Witch.”

“The Young Witch grew up in the Mysterious Temple since childhood, the Great Witch God would let him fight with different levels of Temple Guardian Cursed Corpses, which is beyond comparison to those two girls who grew up in a sheltered environment!”

A cultivator from Wushen Mountain couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

It’s steady.

Absolutely steady!

Among those two girls, although Li Nuanxi has the highest talent ceiling, she is the youngest.

Therefore, what really made them wary was the girl from the Yun Family, worried that the Yun Family hid some special means.

Now it seems…

Nothing special!

Cloud Family Patriarch Yun Sanxiao couldn’t help but frown, sighing as he looked at the situation displayed on the Golden List.

In the distance, the cultivators from large and small noble families in Qianyuan Dao City, and Jianghu guests, all exclaim in shock, some regretting, some sighing…

However, it seemed that everyone remembered something, focused their gaze, and continued to stare at the Golden List.

Li Che, sitting in his chair, furrowed his brow.

At this moment…

Even he was a bit nervous, although Xi Xi was accompanied by the Big Black Dog, everything should be fine.

But…

Li Che took a deep breath, clenched his five fingers.

The Deceit Fog Brush continued to write on the Golden List.

“Number two on the Temple Suppressing Road, Li Nuanxi, Dao Yun eighty-nine feet.”

As soon as the Wolf Brush finished writing, it immediately exploded.

And before the Mysterious Temple.

It suddenly became deathly silent.

The crowd that should have been cheering was all stunned, staring at the data displayed on the Golden List, dizzy for a moment.

Even Fang Hanshu couldn’t help but take a few more glances…

Eighty-nine feet?!

Was there mistakenly an extra “eight” written?

Li Nuanxi’s initial Dao Yun was eleven feet, now it is eighty-nine feet, meaning in thirty minutes, her Dao Yun increased by seventy-eight feet!

Fang Hanshu almost thought the Sect Master had intervened, secretly helping Xi Xi kill Temple Guardian Cursed Corpses and evil beings.

However, Fang Hanshu thought about it, with the Sect Master’s temperament, he shouldn’t have intervened.

It was unknown how long it took before the exclamations finally exploded, instantly tearing apart the silence in front of the Mysterious Temple!

“Wow! My Xi Xi… my Xi Xi!”

On the cart shaft, Zhang Ya happily screamed like a little girl, almost jumping for joy.

Those two cultivators from Wushen Mountain also couldn’t help but widen their eyes.

The next moment, the cultivator who had been laughing earlier, glared angrily!

“Impossible… absolutely impossible…”

“Your Qian Yuan Divine Sect cheated! Deliberately making it difficult for my Young Witch!”

This cultivator shouted loudly.

However.

As soon as he spoke, another cultivator’s face changed slightly.

As expected.

On the Elder’s seat, Second Elder Zhao Fangzhou shouted angrily: “Nonsense!”

“What kind of thing are you?! You dare to slander my Qian Yuan Divine Sect!”

Bang—!!!

The terrifying Qi-Blood, like a blood column, instantly surged into the clouds.

A piece of Primordial Spirit appeared like a vast ocean behind Zhao Fangzhou, Zhao Fangzhou instantly appeared before this cultivator from Wushen Mountain.

Five fingers clenched into a fist, slamming down, transforming into a claw at the moment of the slam.

The cultivator from Wushen Mountain’s face changed slightly, wanting to use Divinity to resist.

However, Great Elder Fang Hanshu flicked his finger, a pure white Divinity burst forth, striking his Brow Niwan.

This Wushen Mountain cultivator only felt as if a great bell was exploding beside his ears.

Zhao Fangzhou grasped him, slamming him hard to the ground, the terrifying force almost smashing this Divine Fetus Cultivator from Wushen Mountain.

Zhao Fangzhou’s eyes glowed fiercely.

Finally got the chance to make a move!

The other cultivator from Wushen Mountain hurriedly apologized, calming the anger of the Elders.

Li Che glanced over, shook his head, and with a thought, entered the Heaven and Earth chessboard, reflecting the scene in Strange Que through the Thunder Chess Piece.

The scene transformed and displayed.

…

A small, exquisite little black dog’s paw.

Black fur, puffy pink pads, not even a sharp claw in sight.

Gently slapped down…

Then, a Temple Guardian Silver Curse Corpse, shimmering with silver light all over, with a fat head and ears, pig nose expanded, and a body full of bristles…

Was directly smashed apart!

The entire powerful Temple Guardian Silver Curse Corpse’s physical body exploded into a mess of tofu dregs, turning into a heap of rotten flesh.

A thick Dao Yun power roared out from the Temple Guardian Silver Curse Corpse, entwining above Xi Xi’s head.

With the Dao Yun Qi Column built by Dao Yun, plus this Temple Guardian Silver Curse Corpse’s Dao Yun power, it directly reached one hundred and twenty feet.

The little black puppy, wagging its short black tail, and its four exquisite cute little paws, kept bouncing on the ground, seemingly at home, relaxed and free.

Xi Xi shouldered the pink Immortal Artisan Gatling, taking small steps, followed Gou Za.

The tiny pair, within the eerie, creepy Strange Que filled with ominous energy, surprisingly had a sense of leisurely outing.

Suddenly, Gou Za stopped, raised its paw, pointing into the distance.

With the Temple Guardian Silver Curse Corpse being slapped into tofu dregs by Gou Za, it meant Xi Xi’s Temple Suppressing Road had come to an end.

Clashing—

It was the sound of flowing water, like a rushing river continuously roaring and raging.

Xi Xi poked her little head forward, and in the next moment, the mysterious fog scattered before her eyes, revealing an immensely wide and surging river.