I conquer the immortal with my strength

"kill!"

Having said that, Yan Qingxian had already activated the flying sword to turn into a silver light and kill Lu Jinglong.

The other four people, including the big-headed man, saw this and released their magical weapons to kill Lu Jinglong and Lu Sanxia.

The big-headed man's magic weapon was the most weird and evil. A bloody wind whipped up a bloody ghost claw and whizzed towards Lu Jinglong.

The ghost claw was still in the air, and red blood energy continued to escape from Lu Jinglong's wound, which was sucked away by the ghost claw.

Lu Jinglong's face became paler.

"kill!"

However, Lu Jinglong knew that he was going to die, so he was fearless and roared fiercely. The yellow dragon flag was waved by him crazily, and the wind and sand filled the sky. A dragon was moving wildly in the yellow sand, waving its sharp claws and huge body, and killed a person without hesitation. The elder of the Yan family.

This Yan family elder only has the eighth level of Qi refining and is the weakest among the five.

"Seeking death!" Yan Qingxian shouted angrily when he saw Lu Jinglong trying to pull someone on his back before he died. The flying sword did not care about taking his life, but turned into a dragon to stop the yellow dragon.

On the other side, the big-headed man's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty eyes, and his ghost claws continued to roar towards Lu Jinglong.

"Stab it!"

The bloody ghost claws grabbed onto the golden shield, and the golden shield's light was scattered and teetering on the edge.

"Stab it!"

The ghost claw was buckled again.

Lu Jinglong's face turned pale, and the golden shield's light completely dissipated and fell.

"Haha, old guy, go to hell!"

The big-headed man let out a triumphant laugh, and clawed at Lu Jinglong, who was no longer protected.

Lu Jinglong's eyes showed unwillingness and despair.

At this moment, at the entrance of the cave, a dazzling sword light slashed through the air towards the back of the big-headed man.

A warning sign suddenly rose in the big-headed man's heart, and a thick mist of blood instantly rolled out of his body, wrapping him up.

Almost at the same time, he retracted the ghost claw that was grabbing at Lu Jinglong.

"laugh!"

The sharp giant knife transformed by the strength broke through the blood mist, as if cutting into the thick flesh, and cut through, making a harsh tearing and rubbing sound.

Xia Daoming's face changed slightly, and his eyes revealed a decisive look.

The man flew forward quickly, closing the distance between him and the blood mist.

The force takes shape and kills people in the air. The closer the distance, the stronger the force and the greater the power.

Almost at the same time, pieces of powerful armor like dragon scales had already covered his entire body.

"Stab it!"

The sound of a sword cutting through leather and flesh resounded in the blood mist.

"Ah!" A shrill scream followed closely.

The blood mist dissipated.

A figure fell out of it.

The bloody robe on this man's body was torn, and a stab wound on his back revealed a deep bone.

The stab wounds extended from the back of his neck to his upper buttocks.

As the figure fell and flew out, a dragon roar sounded, and a dragon claw tore through the air, grabbing at his big head like electricity.

It turned out that when Xia Daoming struck out with his sword, he was already stabbing out with the Black Dragon Spear in his left hand.

But at this moment, the ghost claws roared over.

"Dang! Dang!"

The ghost claws and dragon claws clashed together in the air, sparking blood.

With every fight, Xia Daoming seemed to feel a strange force tearing at his blood.

However, he is a figure comparable to a great master. He cultivates the power of qi and blood. Not only is his spiritual consciousness powerful, but the condensation of qi and blood is also powerful. Even a monk who has perfected qi training is far inferior.

The tearing of that strange force was at most like dropping a small stone on a calm lake, causing a few ripples, and it had little impact on his exertion of power.

On the contrary, the big-headed man was stabbed in the back. The wound was extremely deep and half of his life was lost. This activated the ghost claw, and the terrifying force impacted his body through the ghost claw, which not only caused turmoil in his energy and magic. Incessantly, the blood from the wound on his back spurted out.

The sharp weakness and pain spread throughout the body, making the big-headed man feel like life was passing quickly from his body.

Seeing that the dragon's claw was blocked, Xia Daoming's black tiger sword in his right hand slashed through the air. A black winged tiger was like a black lightning, rushing towards the big-headed man.

At this moment, a silver flying sword turned into a silver dragon and came through the air to block the black winged tiger.

However, Xia Daoming turned his left hand into a dragon and his right hand into a tiger. The dragon roared and the tiger roared, causing the stones in the cave to fall down one after another. It was extremely ferocious.

The big-headed man was seriously injured. Even though Yan Qingxian helped to share the attack, the ghost claws were killed by the dragon claws and retreated rapidly. Blood continued to drip down and shrill ghost screams continued to sound.

On the other side, Yan Qingxian also felt uncomfortable.

The black wing tiger is not only powerful and full of frightening killing intent, but also changes in the air and is extremely fast. Even if Yan Qingxian is a monk at the perfect stage of Qi refining, he can only be blocked, let alone seizing the opportunity to counterattack. As time goes on, the black winged tiger will probably be able to break away and kill the big-headed man.

The big-headed man is now related to the survival of the Yan family. How can Yan Qingxian dare to let the black wing tiger pass?

"Poof!" Yan Qingxian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the talisman fell on the silver dragon.

The silver dragon's light rose sharply, and finally the situation was slightly restored.

"Grand Master! No, you are not the Grand Master! Who are you?" Yan Qingxian roared angrily after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You don't care who I am! Scumbags and devils like you should be punished by everyone!" Xia Daoming said coldly, with murderous intention all over his body.

"Haha, well said!" Lu Jinglong, who was surviving the disaster, laughed wildly. While grabbing the intestines that were about to be dragged to the ground, he stuffed them back into his open belly. At the same time, he danced Huang Jiaoqi even more crazily and joined forces with Lu Sanxia. Block the other three elders of the Yan family.

Among the three clan elders, except for one who is at the eighth level of Qi Refining, the other two are at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and are not weak in strength.

The most important thing is that they were not injured.

Both Lu Jinglong and Lu Sanxia were seriously injured, and Lu Sanxia was only at the eighth level of Qi refining.

Now that they no longer have the power to kill the enemy, they can only try to block the three of them and prevent them from having the opportunity to rush to the rescue of Yan Qingxian and the other two.

Xia Daoming became more and more fierce as he fought.

"Damn it!"

The big-headed man felt that his life was passing away faster and faster, his eyes were blood red, showing an extremely crazy look, and he gritted his teeth suddenly.

"Bang!"

The bloody ghost claw suddenly exploded.

When the ghost claw exploded, Xia Daoming's powerful energy and blood was finally shaken violently, and his strength was turbulent.

Xia Daoming's powerful physique and meridians instantly suppressed the turmoil of energy and blood.

But just for a moment.

The exploded ghost claws turned into blood mist and enveloped the dragon claws.

Almost at the same time, the big-headed man couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but the man turned into a bloody shadow and flew towards the altar not far behind him.

"Damn it!" Xia Daoming felt a bad premonition in his heart when he saw the big-headed man flying towards the altar behind him, and the energy and blood in his body surged, and he wanted to rush forward to kill him.

But at this moment, the big-headed man grabbed the fetal heart blood pill on the altar, with a trace of bloodthirsty and unwillingness in his eyes.

Fetal Heart Blood Pill has not yet reached its peak.

According to his plan, he would sacrifice the blood of Lu Jing's dragon at the stage of perfect Qi refining on the altar, and the Fetal Heart Blood Pill would be complete and help him build his foundation.

But we can't wait any longer.

"Crack! Click!"

The big-headed man took two large bites of the Fetal Heart Blood Pill and swallowed it into his belly, with blood splattering all over his mouth.

As the fetal heart blood elixir entered his belly, a terrifying power and vitality emanated from his body.

The huge wound on his back healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You ruined my foundation building plan, you are dead! You are dead!" The big-headed man felt that the power and vitality in his body were expanding rapidly, and his true energy and mana were growing and condensing, as if to condense into liquid droplets. His heart was filled with a crazy desire to kill. He stared at Xia Daoming with blood-red eyes and screamed crazily.

"ah!"

When the big-headed man screamed, Yan Qingxian let out a scream, and his whole body fell backwards. Almost half of his shoulder and one arm shot up into the sky, and blood rained down.

The big-headed man's face changed slightly, but then a look of madness appeared in his eyes, and a ball of blood mist crazily poured out from his body. A ghost claw emerged from the blood mist, and penetrated directly through Yan Qingxian's back, grabbing him. His heart was clawed out.

"You!" Yan Qingxian turned his head with difficulty and looked at the big-headed man in disbelief.

The big-headed man showed his ferocious teeth covered in blood at him. While stuffing his beating, steaming heart into his mouth, he turned into a blood shadow and continued to fly towards the entrance of the cave.

Xia Daoming chased him.

A bloody flying sword shot out and turned into a bloody sword shadow all over the sky, sealing all the power of the dragon and tiger that Xia Daoming was killing.

"I remember you!"

The big-headed man showed Xia Daoming his ferocious teeth with heart blood still hanging on them, his eyes filled with hatred.

Then he turned around suddenly and rushed out of the cave entrance without looking back.

"Damn it, get out of here!" Lu Jinglong and Lu Sanxia showed unwilling resentment in their eyes.

At this moment, an extremely smelly wind suddenly blew from the entrance of the cave.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are rolling.

There were countless venomous snakes hidden in the clouds, shooting out overwhelmingly.

"Damn! Who!" The big-headed man's face changed drastically, and billowing blood mist poured out from his body, turning into blood arrows that filled the sky and shot towards the venomous snakes that were shooting out from the sky.

The poisonous snakes landed one after another, but more poisonous snakes shot out, blocking the way of the big-headed man.

A look of panic finally appeared in the big-headed man's eyes. He was too seriously injured. Even though he had taken the Fetal Heart Blood Pill and his uncle's heart, he had only regained some strength. He wanted to compete with Xia Daoming, who suddenly appeared. "Grand Master" fights, he will definitely die.

What's more, the poisonous snake that suddenly appeared is obviously the magic weapon of the evil sect!

The big-headed man panicked.

"Hiss!"

A tiger claw and a dragon claw have torn apart the bloody sword curtain.

Rolling blood mist surged out and enveloped the big-headed man.

"hiss!"

The claws turned into powerful force tore apart the blood mist.

"ah!"

A scream sounded in the blood mist.

The blood mist dissipated.

The big-headed man's back, which had been previously slashed, was completely split open this time. His upper body was split in two from the neck down, and blood was spread all over the floor.

When the blood mist dissipated, a black light shot towards Xia Daoming from the entrance of the cave and fell into his hands. It was a small black flag. It was Wu Rong and the previous generation of evil cultivators before him. It's like a relay race, and the Ten Thousand Snake Ghost Flags have been painstakingly refined for a period of sixty years.

PS: This chapter is updated to thank the mortal leader 3109 for joining the alliance. There will be a supplementary chapter later.