Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Upon hearing Real Person Lanyang's order, Han Wuming and Feng Qingqiu sneered and took out a black pagoda about three inches in size.

As soon as the black pagoda appeared, it grew rapidly against the wind. In a short while, it transformed from a three-inch size to a hundred-zhang peak.

At the same time, Han Wuming and Feng Qingqiu each injected a green light into the pagoda.

The pagoda then came crashing down on the heads of Lan Wu and the Yao-surnamed woman and the others.

"Boom…"

The sound was so loud that it was deafening.

Instantly, seven or eight experts at the Spirit Gathering stage and dozens of disciples on Lan Wu's side bled from all seven orifices, fell backward, and died.

The others also seemed to be in great pain, clutching their chests.

Seeing this scene, Han Wuming not only did not stop but became even more excited, and together with Feng Qingqiu, he continuously shot out dozens of green lights into the pagoda.

"Hehehe… die… die… all of you die for me…"

Amid Han Wuming's piercing laughter, the mountain-like pagoda continued to smash down on the crowd, and the booming explosions resounded through the sky.

"Hmm?"

At this time, Chen Tian and Xiao Long had already escaped from the Immortal Feather Sect for dozens of miles.

However, upon hearing these huge noises, he couldn't help but stop and glanced in the direction of the Immortal Feather Sect.

Immediately, he saw the pagoda constantly rising and falling.

It was the first time Chen Tian had seen such a terrifying offensive, and he couldn't help but feel terrified.

Chen Tian knew that this must be Real Person Lanyang launching a counterattack, and Lan Wu's side would inevitably be defeated.

However, the time left for him was also running out, and he had to completely escape the Immortal Feather Sect before the chaos ended.

Thinking this way, Chen Tian gritted his teeth and continued to run forward, holding Xiao Long's hand.

At this moment, in the air not far behind Chen Tian, the young man who had been chasing Chen Tian also revealed his figure. He glanced thoughtfully at the pagoda that was crashing down, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then, his figure flashed, and he re-integrated into the night, continuing to chase Chen Tian leisurely.

Under the constant impact of the huge black pagoda, more and more disciples and Spirit Gathering stage experts on Lan Wu's side could not withstand it, and they spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Although Lan Wu and the Yao-surnamed woman were still struggling to hold on, at this time, their faces were bitter, their spirits were listless, and their protective divine light was also dim, obviously about to be unable to resist.

At this time, Han Wuming and Feng Qingqiu seemed to be tired of playing, so they bit the tips of their tongues and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the pagoda. At the same time, their hands kept changing the magic seals, and they shot out purple rays of light into it.

"Buzz…"

Only a loud noise was heard from inside the pagoda, and it slowly rotated.

And with each rotation, the pagoda grew dozens of zhang again.

In the end, this pagoda, which was already very large, doubled in size again, emitting a faint green light, hovering over the heads of Lan Wu and the others.

Seeing this scene, a look of despair suddenly appeared on the faces of Lan Wu and the Yao-surnamed woman.

"Go…"

With Han Wuming's loud shout, the huge pagoda finally slammed down on the heads of the crowd.

The vibration and sound that came out this time were even more enormous and shocking than before.

Even Chen Tian, who was dozens of miles away, couldn't help but sway his body from the shock.

However, this time, he did not look in the direction of the Immortal Feather Sect again, but fled forward at an even faster speed.

After the aftershocks of the vibration had completely subsided, Han Wuming gave a strange laugh and shot another magic seal into the pagoda.

Instantly, the huge pagoda quickly shrank and flew back into Han Wuming's hand. With a flash of green light, it disappeared.

On the square in front of the Weiming Palace, more than half of Lan Wu's faction had already been killed or injured.

Even Lan Wu and the Yao-surnamed woman were bleeding from the corners of their mouths and collapsed to the ground in agony.

"Hehehe, Sect Leader Lanyang, what happens next is up to you," Han Wuming said to Lanyang with a smile.

Real Person Lanyang nodded, flicked his left hand, and shook out a golden sword from his sleeve.

However, it was a pity that before she could make a sound, Real Person Lanyang swung his sword at her, and instantly her head was separated from her body.

Real Person Lanyang didn't even look at her and walked to Lan Wu's side.

"No… don't… Senior Brother, don't kill me, we are brothers!" After seeing the fate of the Yao-surnamed woman, Lan Wu shouted in horror.

"Yes, Senior Brother, for the sake of so many years of friendship, please spare Lan Wu this time," Lan Xian, who was on the side, couldn't bear it any longer and pleaded.

Hearing Lan Xian's words, Lan Wu immediately became excited, thinking that he was still saved.

But suddenly, at this moment, he felt a chill in his neck, and then it became hot.

At the same time, Lan Wu's vision was gradually rising, and he saw many people lying scattered on the ground of the square, some dead, some dying, and moaning in pain.

Then, Lan Wu saw a very familiar body, but this body had no head, and blood was spurting out from the neck like a fountain.

Lan Wu felt that it looked familiar, and began to wonder whose body it was.

However, gradually, he felt his eyelids getting heavy, and he wanted to sleep, so his eyes slowly closed.

Perhaps in the last moment, he had already thought of the answer, wasn't that… his own body?

"Hehehe, Sect Leader Lanyang, you are ruthless enough," Han Wuming, who was still suspended in the air, laughed as he looked at the corpses of Lan Wu and the Yao-surnamed woman on the ground.

"Hehe, I'm just being cautious, Fellow Daoist, don't laugh at me," Real Person Lanyang also smiled and then said, "This time, I really appreciate the help of the two of you. Don't worry, I won't forget what I promised you, I will bring Chen Tian and hand him over to you."

After saying that, Real Person Lanyang turned around, wanting to have someone bring Chen Tian.

But suddenly, at this moment, a disciple from the Linlang Courtyard ran over from a distance, shouting in horror, "It's not good, Sect Leader, Chen… Chen Tian that kid escaped with Chen Ruolong."

"What?" Upon hearing this, Real Person Lanyang's face showed a burst of anger, and he shouted, "A bunch of trash, where is he now, do you know?"

"I don't know, but Senior Brother Lin Chen has already chased after him," the disciple replied, trembling.

"Lin Chen?"

Real Person Lanyang was stunned at first upon hearing this, but suddenly he laughed loudly.

Lan Xian on the side felt curious and stepped forward to ask, "Senior Brother, why are you laughing so loudly?"