The immortal energy is ups and downs, and the true energy is roaring.
The army of warriors below instantly stopped and retreated, looking up in the air blankly.
The magnificent and boundless immortal soldiers and generals in the sky also paused, surprised and uncertain.
Everyone was watching the figure that suddenly appeared, with white clothes like snow and long hair flying.
When the power of one person is still exhausted, what kind of terrifying figure is it that can defeat 3.9 million immortal soldiers and generals by himself?
This is so nonsense!
In the sea of clouds above, can Patriarch Jiankong, who is known as the "second swordsman" in the world, do it?
No! Even if he is the top Great Yuan Lord, he does not have such power.
"Who are you?"
The Si Lu Celestial Master Ju Ling Guan and Gui Che Xing Jun looked closely, their brows furrowed. Although this person had not yet made a move, they felt it. There was a heavy pressure, completely unlike ordinary warriors.
The man didn't answer, but the millions of "Martial Arts Soldiers" below answered for him: "True Martial King!"
The mountains roared and the tsunami roared in all directions.
The group of Chen Zhizhi, Xi Qingfu and Xuanyuan Qian who were tied up by the fairy net were originally ashen, but at this moment, the surprise came too quickly. They looked at each other and laughed out loud: "The reinforcements are here! It's him, hahaha..."
"Heavenly King?"
Ju Lingguan and Gui Che Xingjun looked at each other, their expressions tightened, and they roared: "Kill!"< br>
How can a good situation be wasted?
"Boom boom..."
Millions of immortal armies were overwhelming and swooped down again. For a while, the sea water surged and the sea of clouds overturned.
Juling Guan and Gui Che Xingjun took the opportunity to repeat their old tricks. The former carried the fairy wind and runes from thousands of miles away, flickered and flickered, and reached the top of Xin Zhuo's head. He took out the "cloth bag" from his stomach and pointed it at Xin Zhuo's head. Throwing it over: "Human race bag, Lingling, junior, come and see!"
The mouth of the cloth bag once again emitted three thousand glorious lights, and it was closed fiercely.
But the Ghost Che Xingjun is unpredictable, with five heads and six arms that are dazzling. He disappears in a flash, then flashes again, reaches the bottom, cuts through the mountain with a knife, and strikes Xin Zhuo's body.
Xin Zhuo felt the power of the two immortals. The giant spirit officer's "cloth bag" was very powerful. It could instantly stagnate the warrior's blood and physical strength, and then block the three souls and seven souls. As long as one of them could hit After winning the bid, the body cannot move, and the eighth level is lost first. Once it is put into the bag, it will definitely die, and it will be refined into bones and blood and poured out.
However, it depends on who is right with this thing. With the body of the Golden Crow Great Witch that Xin Zhuo has condensed countless times, his spiritual thoughts that are ten times more powerful in the same realm, he can resist the "treacherous energy" that has been swallowed up for countless years. Soul, this thing was really bad, and it only made his body feel a little tight.
The Guiche Xingjun below is a heaven-defying body-cultivation immortal, in the Six-Yuan Immortal Realm, with an inexplicable "merit wheel" that can be used everywhere. With one sword, he can six times the Six-Yuan Immortal's immortal power. It can reach seventy levels of spiritual power, which is definitely an anomaly among the immortals who cultivate the soul. It is difficult for ordinary warriors to be an opponent of his sword.
But, that’s it?
His body swayed, ignoring the devouring of the giant spirit officer's "human race bag", and with a wave of two fingers of his right hand, the [Second Hunyuan Level Houtu Splitting Formation] turned into nine vast yin-death sword formations, shattering the void and tearing apart yin and yang. Instantly blocked Gui Che Xingjun's whole body, sealing his sword and merit wheel.
Juling Guan and Gui Che Xingjun were both stunned. They did not expect that they would be cracked by the other party so easily and effortlessly.
With this stunned skill, Xin Zhuo harnessed the blood of the great witch and the invincible power of chaos. His figure flashed, ignoring the two people’s Immortal Power, and grabbed their hair, as if carrying two people. Just throw it away with a mallet.
The two great immortals, who were extremely skilled in the art of heaven, were unable to resist and were thrown away in various directions.
“Boom…”
He fell heavily into the camp of immortal soldiers and generals, like two drops of water falling into scalding hot oil. The impact of the black immortal soldiers and generals was smashed to pieces. The castration did not stop, and dozens of immortal vehicles and dozens of immortal vehicles were smashed into pieces. The ten immortal beasts flew across thousands of miles before they paused and two mouthfuls of immortal blood spurted out.
The Gui Che Xingjun raised his head with a look of horror. The proud man who had killed the Great Yuan Master in one breath disappeared. He pointed at Xin Zhuo and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Immortal formation, kill this Wu Ni!"
Those millions of immortals did not seem to be affected by the defeat of their own coach. They followed orders and banned them. Under the leadership of hundreds of little immortals, they quickly formed a "War Demon Emperor Immortal Shadow" that reached the sky and the earth. The twelve-tassel emperor He wears a crown, a dragon robe, and holds a demon-killing celestial weapon. His celestial power is mighty.
Such a fast and rapid formation is something no warrior in the world can match.
Immediately cut it down with a sword!
The power of a sword is faintly beyond the scope that the Great Yuan Master can accept, and it seals the sky, the land, people, and all things, everything tangible and intangible, is under control.
The terrifying immortal power made it almost impossible for the millions of warriors below to open their eyes. Only then did they realize that it was impossible to defeat this group of heavenly "War Demon Department" immortal soldiers no matter what!
"Immortal?"
Xin Zhuo finally spoke, his voice like a loud bell, shocking the heaven and the earth, with undisguised contempt and indifference in his tone.
He does have the qualifications to despise him. At such a close distance, even these millions of immortals can do nothing to him.
The body swayed: "Daoyuan!"
"Buzz——"
The good corpse Daoyuan flashed out, Taoism is inaction, advocating goodness as water, having no desire or seeking, Hunyuan is created by nature, With just one corpse, the unrivaled aura overwhelmed the world.
With a wave of the fly whisk in his hand, countless invisible divine lights appeared hazily from high in the distance, turning into a ray of light that covered the sky and the sun, and pressed down on his head.
The sky fell apart and the sea poured in.
The power of the "War Demon Emperor Immortal Shadow" composed of millions of immortals was instantly reduced by half, trembling and crumbling. Don't underestimate this half of the weakening, it almost caused the immortal camp to collapse.
Immediately, Xin Zhuo stepped forward and waved his sleeves: "Evil corpse Chi You, cut this world apart with me!"
"Boom——"< br>
The evil spirit surged into the sky, and Chi You's huge, bare-chested and shirtless figure was surrounded by eight accompanying spells. He coiled a dragon in his left hand and opened a sky ax in his right hand. He took a big step and split with an axe. He let out a hazy roar: "Ha ! ”
"Boom——"
The sea of clouds in the sky was as black as ink, the boundless sea of the earth exploded, and the world was briefly divided into two.
The power of that ax seemed to break the barriers in the world, ignoring everything, and shining brightly for nine days.
"Boom——"
The "War Demon Emperor Immortal Shadow" composed of millions of immortals shattered suddenly, like a piece of tofu composed of ants, split apart by an axe, densely packed The immortals, immortal chariots, and immortal beasts are like scattered flowers scattered by a goddess.
Countless immortals were killed in mid-air.
Screams came and went.
Countless "immortal falls" visions formed a terrifying scene of the collapse of heaven and earth in front of our eyes.
However, the immortals are not just a mob. There are still more immortal armies, controlling magic weapons and auspicious clouds, flying back and escaping death.
Juling Guan and Gui Che Xingjun, who had just rushed in from a distance, were completely stunned. Their faces were pale and they gritted their teeth: "Where can such a ruthless character come from? Retreat! Retreat!"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Millions of immortals left countless immortal corpses behind and fled in panic.
Xin Zhuo waved his sleeves to collect the two corpses of good and evil, and did not chase after him. After all, he didn’t know how many Nine Heavens Mountain and Sea masters there were in the Nanyun Spiritual Realm. He needed to try whether Wangyuejing could refine this bloody battle. Opportunity.
"This..."
"Immortal Net" is not controlled by immortals. A group of big and small yuan masters including Chen Zhizhi, Xuanyuan Qian and Xi Qingfu who broke free looked at it dryly for a long time. Can't come back to God.
They knew that Xin Zhuo was powerful, but they couldn't imagine that he would be so powerful that one man could fight an army of millions of immortals? !
Knock it back with one move!
Destroy everything!
If you do this, how about a battle between immortals and martial arts, where you can create a hundred thousand Xin Zhuo and directly overwhelm the mountains and seas of Jiutian!
“Huh…”
Jun Xi, Lie Yangtian, Chunyang Zi and others below, as well as millions of "Wuxuan soldiers", were also shocked by this scene.
They swore that this scene would be unforgettable in their lifetime.
"Young Master!"
The bear's paws covered with blood on the silver armor flew over to greet him.
“咻——”
At this moment, six figures in the sky suddenly retreated. They were the ancestor Jiankong, the eldest prince of the Dragon Clan, Ao Elegy, the Phoenix Clan Wuhuang Xi, and the three grotesque and powerful Jiutian Mountain and Sea Great Immortals.
It seemed that the three great immortals had the upper hand. They just glanced at Xin Zhuo from a distance and flew away without hesitation. One of the great immortals with a single horn sneered: "Twenty people in the world." One of the six kings? Interesting!"
Disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Jiankong and the other three fell down. The Jiankong ancestor looked happy and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Brother Xin is here, I have confidence in my heart!"
Ao Elegy looked at him with a strange expression. Xin Zhuo, shook his head and saluted.
Wuhuangxi looked embarrassed and hesitated, not knowing what to say.
Xin Zhuo didn't understand the three of them mentally, with a hint of disappointment on his face. Wang Yuejing did not find any useful opportunities in this "hell" battlefield. In other words, this kind of fighting scene was different from the immortals. Wu's corpse couldn't squeeze out anything he needed for his practice.
This was just like what he had imagined, and his plan to practice through war was like the great calamity of all races, but it came to nothing.
Then he shook his head. If he improves his cultivation level, he will be a quasi-emperor. How can there be so many opportunities waiting for him? (End of this chapter)