The six flew high above the clouds and faced one another from several hundred yards apart.
"So you're the demonic sect cultivator from Great Jin, hiding your head and tail because you can't bear the light of day?" Perfected Zhiyang looked at the black-robed man, his lips curling in derision.
"Heh, you old bull-nosed Daoist, your mouth is spewing dung. Looks like you want a taste of my demonic cultivation method." The Black-Robed Person sneered. The Daoist opposite him must have thought his orthodox Daoist cultivation arts could counter his demonic cultivation method. If so, he could not have been more mistaken.
"You helped the Mulan People invade our Heavenly South and committed sins that tower to the heavens. Today, I shall deliver your soul!" Perfected Zhiyang's voice grew stern.
"Enough nonsense. Make your move! Let me show you a true demonic cultivation method." As he spoke, the Black-Robed Person shot off to one side.
"Hahaha! Nothing would please me more!" Perfected Zhiyang laughed heartily and shot after him.
In the blink of an eye, the two were locked in fierce combat, unleashing all manner of supernatural abilities and magic treasures.
"Hey, you with the green hair! Why not wear a green cuckold's cap too? I think it would suit you even better!" The four-foot-tall dwarf raised the axe in his hand and pointed it at Wei Wuya.
"You dwarf! You're courting death!" Wei Wuya's expression turned vicious as he roared in fury, then transformed into a streak of green light and hurtled toward the dwarf.
"Hit the nail on the head, did I? Hahaha!" Seeing Wei Wuya's anger, the dwarf burst into laughter and shot off to one side.
After moving several thousand yards away, he stopped and began battling Wei Wuya with spirit arts.
"Your surname is Zhong,