Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 109 This sword spirit is too greedy 21

After confirming that no one was alive, Pei Ze used the remaining spiritual energy fluctuations to track down Meng Xuan'an and the others.

From afar, one could see the fierce battle they were engaged in.

This time, they were facing a golden Buddha statue that Pei Ze and his companion were extremely familiar with. However, unlike their opponents, the disciples were now fighting not only the golden Buddha but also numerous golden soldiers, making the situation exceptionally difficult.

The disciples all had wounds, more or less, but Meng Xuan'an stood leisurely to the side, his clothes still spotless, as if he were an outsider.

Pei Ze spotted Meng Xuan'an, and at the same time, Meng Xuan'an also spotted them. His lifeless black eyes pinpointed their location precisely, and he smiled slightly.

Pei Ze put Lin Feng down and flashed towards Meng Xuan'an, while Zhao Zhao went to help the other disciples slay the evil Buddha.

"Senior brother, you arrived much faster than I expected."

"But it's not a big problem, anyway, they're almost all dead."

At this moment, Meng Xuan'an stopped pretending. His expression remained gentle, but his words were cold and ruthless.

Pei Ze brandished his sword without hesitation and questioned, "The sect has treated you well, and Lan Sheng has never doubted you, but in the end, you have disappointed us too much."

Meng Xuan'an smiled indifferently, "Senior brothers, you shouldn't trust a cultivator who was raised by demonic cultivators."

"I really don't know what kind of bewitching potion the demonic cultivators gave you, that you would even harm the sect and help the demonic cultivators at this very moment!"

The four of them were all disciples of the former sect leader. Meng Xuan'an was the last to join the sect, and it is said that the sect leader personally snatched him back from the hands of the demonic cultivators.

This matter caused quite a stir, but the sect leader insisted, and Meng Xuan'an behaved very well, so eventually no one talked about it anymore.

So much so that he forgot that his once obedient junior brother had spent a period of time associating with demons.

However, Pei Ze still couldn't understand. "Meng Xuan'an, you ingrate!" he cursed in anguish.

Meng Xuan'an's eyes turned cold. He didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore. He continued to use his killing moves and pressed forward step by step.

The battle between the two intensified, with neither gaining the upper hand, while Zhao Zhao was on the verge of collapse.

Zhao Zhao was covered in sweat, surrounded by five or six small golden statues, and was almost exhausted from fighting them. Just then, his disciples were also about to give up.

“You guys are poking their butts!” Zhao Zhao shouted in a moment of silence.

"But senior, we can't get close to them!" one disciple cried, on the verge of tears.

The golden Buddha statue and the soldiers had gained initial consciousness, were very agile, and were quite powerful. The little golden core cultivators, who were already injured and exhausted from the battle, were about to give up.

Zhao Zhao gritted her teeth and stabbed three people in the buttocks with her sword. The three "little golden men" fell down instantly. After breaking through the encirclement, Zhao Zhao immediately went to help the other disciples, busy as a spinning top.

Fortunately, not all Golden Core disciples are so useless. Some disciples gradually mastered the skills and killed many Golden Core disciples.

While protecting them, Zhao Zhao also taught them skills on the fly, and one by one, they gradually became more and more proficient.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao went to deal with the "giant golden man".

Then Xie Wenqin, Bai Yuexi and others came to help Zhaozhao. The group attacked and defended each other, cooperating perfectly.

Half an hour later, the enormous golden Buddha shattered and collapsed, and the "little golden man" was gradually dealt with.

Meanwhile, on Pei Ze's side, the outcome was gradually becoming clear.

Without any hesitation, Pei Ze took a bundle of Immortal Binding Silk and casually threw Meng Xuan'an to the ground.

"Go back and explain the mess you've made to your sect!"