Doomsday Immortal System

The concentric circles were as bright as the bright moon, and I didn’t know where they were leading to on the other side. Only the faint sounds of quarreling could be heard constantly.

Peng Man hid at the edge of the canyon, waiting nervously. At this time, many evil spirits on Wuzhi Mountain had surrounded the exit of the passage. The roaring monster was not disappointed. In the next moment, two hundred immortal cultivators protected by magic weapons appeared in concentric circles.

Down.

The two hundred people seemed to know their fate. While struggling to support themselves under the attack of massive monsters, they used the existence mirror they carried to take pictures of the scene near the exit and sent it back to Shen Tian through the transmission channel.

boom--

The wandering demon who was suspected by Peng Man to be a level 6 swallowed nearly a hundred people in his mouth in just three seconds. Then he flicked his huge tailbone, chopped into pieces the protective magic weapon of the remaining immortal cultivators, and swallowed another seventy or eighty mouthfuls. Others

The monsters also seized the opportunity to rush in and carve up the remaining food.

Bang! Bang!

Peng Man seemed to hear the sound of the giant wandering demon chewing its bones and flesh, and several streams of blood spurted out from between its teeth and scattered in all directions, looking like a gloomy blood fountain from hell.

Ouch——

Countless blood beads stimulated the remaining monsters, and they began to rush towards the center. If they encountered obstacles, they would simply jump onto similar monsters. In this way, in just a moment, a three-dimensional monster circle with a height of nine floors was formed.

"Haha..., it turns out there is only one Fusion Realm monster, let's go!" came the hoarse voice, but it was the existence mirror of the two hundred core disciples who used their lives to return to the channel, allowing them to see the true situation in the sky.

"Don't worry, the passage can only go down but not up. Be fully prepared and take everything you can take to the sky!" Another voice interrupted.

"What you said makes sense!"

Then, the concentric circles as brilliant as the bright moon began to make rustling sounds, really like ordinary people packing their backpacks before traveling.

At this time, something unexpected happened: the sixth-level wandering demon that had swallowed countless living people suddenly fell to the ground like an arrow.

boom!

The huge mountain-like body, which was more than a hundred feet tall, immediately smashed the demons under the concentric circles into pieces, and then embedded them into the ground. Peng Man didn't know what happened, and he could only vaguely see the sixth-level wandering demons falling in a flash, which seemed to be melting.

It's like meeting hot, high-temperature steel, except that its color after melting is evil black, so black that it seems to suck everything into it.

He lurked, not daring to move. Because he knew that the fallen wandering demon was not hit by anything at all, but fell by himself.

The evil demons had no wisdom and could not distinguish any abnormalities. It only took them a moment to fill the gap created by the wandering demons, and they still roared crazily at the place where the food appeared. At this moment, a white light flashed, and another hundred and ten people appeared.

A cultivator appears.

This group of cultivators is completely different from the previous three waves who were used as cannon fodder: the Taoist robes on their bodies are radiant with light, the magic weapons in their hands fluctuate horribly, and even the pressure of the realm has the power of stormy waves!

The demons don't care about so many, they only have food in their eyes, so they move, open their claws and rush towards each other crazily.

"Haha, how dare you little monster be so arrogant!" Following the voice came a ten-foot-long golden light. A golden sword light! Instantly cut the evil spirit that entered the attack surface into two pieces. Then, other cultivators began to follow suit, not to be outdone.

Attack. Unfortunately, they don't seem to know the demon's vital parts, so they mostly cut them off in the middle.

This kind of damage is nothing to monsters. Therefore, when more than a hundred high-level immortal cultivators found that they had worked hard for a long time but could not wipe out the demon sea, they couldn't help but start to exclaim.

"Why can't I kill them? How many monsters are there?" This is a confused voice.

"It's terrible!" This is the voice of fear.

"It's over, we can't go back!" This is the voice of despair.

"Ah——" Finally, someone had his arm broken off by the demon and was wailing loudly. A fellow disciple with quick eyesight and quick hands snatched the injured person back to the team for rescue.

This scene made Peng Man frown. Don't they know that evil spirits are contagious?

He also didn't want to think about how many brutal battles ordinary cultivators would have to go through without the help of the system before they could have a clear understanding of key knowledge such as monsters' vital points and injury and contagion. And the group of people who were trying to get through two days apart were in

After surviving the doomsday, he was so frightened that he retreated into the ground after just a brief contact with the monster. He just wanted to escape to the lower world. It would be good to understand that monsters have different strengths, but there is no way he could understand so much.

boom!

The injured cultivator who was snatched back into the crowd instantly burst into blazing black flames.

"What's going on?" The classmate who was supporting him subconsciously dropped him after realizing something was wrong.

As if the black flames from Rahu's hell rushed into the injured man's mouth like a creature with eyes, then his eyes began to bulge, and his eyes began to flash bloody red light, and then, his lower abdomen suddenly burst, and a pitch-black Nascent Soul emerged.

"Ah - monster!!" The team of immortal cultivators exploded instantly. They finally saw with their own eyes the process of people turning into monsters, and had a preliminary understanding of the doomsday fairyland.

"No! Kill him quickly! Kill him quickly!" Those who are sober already understand the fact that being scratched by a monster will turn you into a monster. Those who are not sober enough see the incomprehensible scene, but just want to escape. This

By that time, the wounded man with a split abdomen had turned into a ten-foot-tall black demon, opening his mouth to bite his former classmate.

"Kill him quickly! Kill him quickly!" Someone was shouting. He already understood the consequences of letting the other party scratch his companions, but he couldn't attack directly unless he was in the inner circle. He also had to face the demons rushing in like waves.

Don't take action.

Someone reacted and immediately slashed out the flying sword! Unfortunately, it was too late! In an instant, one person was thrown to the ground by the black demon, who crazily devoured flesh and blood and internal organs, while the other person was scratched on the leg.

Whoosh!

A golden rainbow light flew over and cut the immortal cultivator with his injured leg in half.

"Why did you kill my senior brother!" the murdered man's junior brother asked angrily.

"If you don't kill us, it will be over!" Those who did it did not dare to show weakness.

Whoosh!

There was another rainbow light from the flying sword, splitting the black demon who was biting his fellow disciples into two halves together with half of the dead body.

"Gather together, stay close together, don't get hurt!" After shouting this, the remaining immortal cultivators immediately huddled into a ball and struggled to resist the monster. Peng Man knew that this group of people at least had the initial cultivation level of integration, and some even

At the late stage of Gundam, at its peak, it was countless times stronger than the 5th and 4th level evil demons attacking from all sides. But just because the monster's vital points were unknown, it was suppressed by the opponent and even suffered losses.

Of course, he was not prepared to go up to help or give advice. The ruthlessness of the fairy world had been clearly seen by him when he first arrived in the fairy world. The consequences of giving advice were either to be killed in anger or to be captured and used as cannon fodder.

Peng Man doesn't like to seek abuse.

"If you can't kill me, use magic!" Someone had an idea.

Among the immortal cultivators, there are those who are extreme in the way of swords, pills, and weapons, and there are also ordinary monks who do not go to extremes. Although they seem to have no special skills, they can use extremely powerful spells or other means.

It's not waste material anyway.

"Yes! Burn the monster with fire!" someone echoed.

After a moment, a red flame with a diameter of more than ten feet ignited at the edge of the monster and continued to expand, surrounding nearly a thousand evil demons in the blink of an eye.

"It's useless!" The immortal cultivator who released the fire spell screamed in horror, because he discovered that although the flames burned the surface of the monsters to blisters, the result was that at most they made their movements slightly slower and could not be killed at all. In the end, they could not be killed at all.

The most terrifying thing is the wandering demon, whose sharp bones like bayonets have no reaction at all in the flames.

Spell immunity!

Seeing this, and contacting the monks vs. wandering demons that he had seen before, Peng Man finally understood why the system emphasized in the first chapter that everything was unreliable. The fairy world had changed! The immortal cultivators' methods could not harm the monsters at all, even if the two levels were two different levels.

Order!

"Try water spells!" Someone suggested.

So next, the Five Elements spells were cast in turn, but they also did not produce any enemy-killing effect.

"The spiritual energy is not enough!" After a long period of high-intensity fighting, some who are in a slightly lower state feel that it is difficult to hold on.

"Return the communication talisman, report the situation clearly, and ask Mahayana Ancestor to take action!"

After opening the passage two days apart, they promised not to go up. At most, they could only send some fragmentary things back, so they actually had no way out.

White light flashed continuously, and a three-inch small sword made of light and a cyan round mirror were sent back to the passage. After a moment, a loud voice shouted: "Don't be afraid, the ancestor is here!"

After hearing this, all the monks became energetic. Even the attack speed of the flying sword in their hands increased by three points. Then, Peng Man, who was hiding deep in the hole with only his eyes exposed, saw a huge round stick as big as a mountain coming down.

Crush the heads of thousands of monsters in an instant.

The light of the stick dissipated, and a white-haired old man without robes appeared under the concentric circles. Then he hit several sticks in succession, shattering the heads of three thousand monsters again.

Seeing this scene, Peng Man's pupils shrank, because he found that the opponent's movements were more than a hundred times faster than his! If the two fought, let alone defeated, he would not even have a chance to escape. This is level 4 and level 7

The difference in level!

"Attack on the head!" After several consecutive attacks, the so-called ancestor finally confirmed his suspicions and began to instruct his disciples. As soon as he received the warning, he repeatedly checked the scene returned by the teleportation mirror, and soon discovered that ordinary people

Monsters that are hit in the head cannot be resurrected, and now it has finally been confirmed.

Brush! Nearly a hundred sword beams changed their trajectories and greeted the monster's head. After a moment, someone shouted in surprise: "Ancestor is wise, the monster is no longer resurrected!"

This flattering slap made Pengman tremble all over.

With the correct target of attack, General Level 6 finally began to stabilize most of Level 4. After another half-day of hard work, the boundless sea of ​​demons was finally wiped out. The mountain of monster corpses piled up was even more exaggerated than what Peng Man had originally created.

"Investigate first, and then call them over if there is no danger!" the ancestor said with gleaming eyes. His disciples and grandsons have long been mature figures, and they understand the meaning: do not pocket all the benefits that can be found nearby, it is

I won’t let others share the fruits.

In fact, this is the right thing to do, whoever pays gets the reward, and no one can fault it. Just when the immortal cultivators wanted to disperse and rush towards Wuzhishan, an exclamation came: "This is not unique to our sect.

Flying sword? How did it end up here!"

The man stretched out his hand to grab it, and the flying sword that Peng Man killed the sword cultivator immediately flew from the ground into his palm.

"Yes, this mark does belong to our sect..." The man turned the flying sword over and began to check the personal seal. Generally speaking, the flying swords issued by the sect have two marks, one is the sect's mark.

Doors, one is private.

"It was left by the next disciple!" The man was shocked: "Didn't he send back a message saying that he arrived safely? Why did he feed the monster!"

"That's not right!" The ancestor took the flying sword into his hand with a snap of his fingers, and touched it gently. The flying sword immediately shot out a huge ray of light. The light first reflected a figure wearing purple armor. Then the figure moved, and suddenly threw a spear,

Pierce the flying sword owner through the head. At this point, the screen stops.

"Look! Find this martial artist wearing purple armor, and I will cut him into pieces!" The ancestor roared and ordered, as if the person killed was his grandson.

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