No one had expected that Ying Changsheng, who had entered the scene with an air of invincible superiority, would end up being defeated by Qin Guan and the others!
He was a Golden Immortal, one of the mightiest cultivators in the Myriad Worlds. And he had lost!
There was no time to be shocked or think it over.
Twenty Mystic Immortals, forty True Immortals, sixty Void Immortals—one hundred and twenty Immortal Emperor Grade powerhouses in all.
At that moment, Su Qingjie and the others, along with a host of Great Demons from the Myriad Monster Heavenly Palace, had them completely surrounded.
With the Golden Immortal defeated, their army's morale had collapsed!
Qing Xuanzi and the others were deathly pale. They weren't afraid of Su Qingjie and her companions. What they feared were the Divine Beast Chi Xiao leading the group and the Five-Clawed Big Golden Dragon.
What in the world was going on? How had a Divine Beast Chi Xiao and a Golden Dragon with an Ancient Bloodline suddenly appeared?
"What are you trying to do? Do you want to make enemies of the Myriad Worlds?"
Qing Xuanzi narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Qingjie and the others, speaking in a low voice.
"Stupid piece of trash!"
Hearing Qing Xuanzi's words, Su Qingjie immediately swore: "
"You came to destroy my Jieyun Immortal Mansion, and now you're telling me I'll make enemies of the Myriad Worlds? Go to hell, you old bastard!"
Qing Xuanzi's expression stiffened. His lips trembled a few times. "What I mean is, perhaps today's events were a misunderstanding..."
"A misunderstanding?"
Lin Qing'er stepped forward and scolded coldly:
"Fifty-two factions, one hundred and twenty Immortals, right at our doorstep—and you call that a misunderstanding? You bunch of old geezers, not one of you is getting away