"For example, if I take out your Nascent Soul, can you still live?"
"If I take off someone else's Nascent Soul and swallow it, will your Nascent Soul become more powerful?" ”
The drizzle was still falling, and the group of four people turned into five people.
Liu Qianqian and the others' eyes were dull and they no longer struggled.
Wisteria Fairy came back to her senses and felt that she could still struggle a little. Her eyes were cold: "Yuan Ying is also called Tao Fei. First, the Great Zhou Tian connects all the bones. Then the body opens and closes three times, the central channel appears, and the three flowers gather at the top. Conceived from birth, Yuan Ying is the root of everything. I don’t know what fellow Taoist wants to ask!”
Xin Zhuo nodded: "That's it!"
Wisteria Fairy sneered: "I still need to let my fellow Taoists know that my Taoist companion is the ancestor of the Seven Destructions, a major repairer during the calamity period!"
"Take the toilet? Catastrophic period?" Xin Zhuo was curious: "What kind of cultivation is this?" "Why?"
Wisteria Fairy was stunned for a moment: "Are you afraid of surpassing the three realms of Yuanying?"
Xin Zhuo lost interest and continued the topic: "What if the Yuanying stage body What will happen to Yuanying if he dies? "
Fairy Wisteria nodded: "Yes, it is possible to seize the body, but it requires a genius with a special physique, otherwise there is no need to seize the body, but seizing the body is also very dangerous!"
After a pause, he looked at Xin carefully. Zhuo: "Fellow Taoist is also an ancestor, why? Don’t know anything? What kind of cultivation is this fellow Taoist?” Endless, if the highest cultivation level in the world of cultivation is that Mountain, my cultivation level is still above the ninth level of the sky at the top of the mountain!"
This was too big to say, and Fairy Ziteng couldn't help but chuckle, and said coldly: "No matter why fellow Taoist is like this! Arrogant, the mountain in front is Hutu Mountain, and there are three immortals on it. There is also half of the ancestor of Tongtian in the world of cultivation. No matter who you are, when you get here, you have to worship honestly.
What is it that there are so many arrogant people on the top of the mountain and the sky on the ninth level? It’s rare to see someone like you!”
"Ah?"
On the top of the highest mountain, there is a huge trace of the formation. A trace of immortality was finally found in the formation. Three icy strands of immortal consciousness scanned all directions without leaving a trace.
At this moment, the auras of Miss Yaya and others are still intact in the deep mountains, which is a bit strange.
However, the Yellow Twelve Four Supremes and the Baiqueer girl were not hiding at this moment, but were captured. They were being suppressed by immortal weapons and hung on a rock. They were all covered with bruises.
Very good, let's start the battle and give away five heads first. Moreover, they must have confessed themselves to have a chance of survival, and then the immortal used them as bait to lure him to come?
A very simple operation, but he has mastered the four highest combat powers of Kuhai, and the next step is to break the Nine Lines of Kuhai...
No wonder Huang Twelve and the others are not willing to come.
Now that traces of the three Immortal Emperors have been discovered, Xin Zhuo thought... he could give it a try.
“Oh what? Didn’t you see the tens of thousands of ancestor masters in front of you?”
Fairy Wisteria glanced at him lightly, "I advise you to worship quickly!"
"How can a mere fairy be qualified to let me worship?"
Xin Zhuo moved his hands and feet, Before Fairy Wisteria could react, she jumped high into the sky of the "Fairy Mountain". The momentum of the True Realm rose to the extreme. The power of the original self, starlight, moonlight, and Dao Yuan Power were like great rivers, sweeping tens of thousands of miles away!
The sky is filled with clouds, sand and rocks are flying on the ground, and the violent aura is like a natural disaster.
A large gun with a dark blue purple sky and thunder and lightning cloud pattern appeared in his hand. With a slight click, the shadow of the gun enveloped the power of 30,000 true dragons and Daoyuan power, and evolved into a huge gun shadow of 38,000 feet. !
Holding the handle of the gun with his right hand, he smashed the huge gun head at the mountain.
The wind and thunder roared across the sky and the earth, as if everything in the world became small and vulnerable in front of this sharp and powerful shot.
Wisteria Fairy's face turned pale for an instant. This kind of destructive method was beyond her knowledge. She had never seen it before in her hundreds of years of life.
So... what kind of cultivation is this?
Liu Qianqian and the other three people below were also dumbfounded, at a loss as to what they were doing. What kind of heaven-defying existence is this person...?
This move was so sudden that neither the ancestor of cultivation on Muzhu Mountain nor the three immortals on the top of the mountain could react. After all, Xin Zhuo would not reveal his aura and no one would know his cultivation level.
"Boom..." A shot hit the towering mountains and rivers, breaking the tens of thousands of years of mountains and the newly opened spiritual veins into two pieces.
In the splash of rocks, countless old monsters in the world of cultivation were shocked to death without a word. The rocks, trees and the corpses of the old monsters fell together, and the sky was dyed red with blood. The spiritual energy rioted, and the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked.
Among these cultivators, there happened to be a Taoist companion of Fairy Wisteria, but she couldn't care about it, her eyes were in a trance and her expression was blank.
This person's shot is so powerful!
"What a thief!"
"You should be killed for offending the immortal power!"
In the mountains, most of the cultivators who were lucky enough not to die stayed away, leaving at least three Thousands of masters who have surpassed the catastrophic transformation period, carrying auras of awe-inspiring and murderous intent, are flying over the sky. Before anyone arrives, thousands of magic weapons arrive first.
Flags, mirrors, poisons, needles, white gauze, fairy beasts, etc....all kinds of things.
Such a huge killing scene is rare in history, even in the world of cultivation!
Wisteria Fairy felt cold all over her body, and quickly flew out. Just halfway through the flight, she saw the "young man" in front of her, lightly slapping her palm.
On the endless sky, the shadows of ninety-nine gods suddenly descended, and quickly evolved into a lifelike large handprint tens of thousands of feet long, facing them head-on.
"Boom..."
The earth was cracked, and the sky was torn into countless cracks.
All the magic weapons of the three thousand monks were destroyed, and the three thousand old monsters vomited blood and flew backwards. Then they couldn't bear it, and their bodies exploded. There were explosions one after another, and the fairy babies, souls, and blood flew away.
The scene is miserable!
One palm, so terrifying!
Wisteria Fairy was completely stunned!
At this moment, three awe-inspiring fairy clouds soared upwards, covering the entire sky.
In the fairy cloud, there are three immortals, two old men and a young man, all dressed in ancient fairy robes, with dazzling merit wheels behind them. The aura of the emperor among the immortals suppresses the sky and makes people surrender.
"What a great warrior from the lower realm!"
The young man's immortal robe was as white as snow and his long hair was flying. "Today, it doesn't matter which descendant of the emperor from the lower realm or world you are. Disciple of the Yuan Lord, I grant you death!"
Waving lightly.
“Buzz…”
The surrounding area was suddenly enveloped by a huge, dense white bubble, like some kind of immortal barrier, enveloping the three immortals and Xin Zhuo.
The Zixiao Fairy, Liu Qianqian and the dense crowd of cultivators were teleported thousands of miles away.
This kind of handwriting is definitely not comparable to martial arts and magic.
"Sacrifice!"
At this moment, another fat old man, the Immortal Emperor, clasped his palms together and muttered words, suddenly a dark hole was torn out at the end of the sky, a thousand-foot long The magic dragon stuck out its head and rushed towards Xin Zhuo below.
"Qing Ping!"
The last thin old man, the Immortal Emperor, put his right fingers together and shook them gently. A green, radiant fairy sword appeared, turning one into three, three into a hundred, Baihua Qian, a total of three thousand swords, like the sword immortal coming, slashed towards Xin Zhuo.
Although these three thousand swords are not as exaggerated as the tens of thousands of sword shadows shot by extremely high-level warriors outside, each one is equivalent to a full blow of the True Supreme, and it evolves into formations. Attack together.
The young Immortal Emperor who had previously set up a barrier suddenly took out a dark heart, stretched out a finger, and struck it repeatedly. I don’t know what the effect was, but there were wisps of weird light. , spreading from the dark heart to the entire "Bubble Barrier".
Xin Zhuo watched silently and took a deep breath. Judging from the momentum, the two old immortal emperors were equivalent to the middle and rear realms of the True Supreme. The young man was barely at the constant realm, but seemed to be a little short of it.
No wonder Huang Twelve and the four others were vulnerable, too far behind.
However, for him, it was just right.
He needs to try the methods of the Immortal Emperor-level immortals and what the real realm will be like after the realm is stabilized. (End of this chapter)