Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

"Noisy!"

A palm formed from mana pressed down from the gate.

In the square.

Two headless giant roc stone statues revived, the headless giant roc spread its wings and rushed out from the gate, cutting through the air.

Only two explosions were heard, and the sky was instantly illuminated by flames.

Two great immortal cultivators made their move, their divine might overwhelming.

The sky trembled.

Immortal cultivators represented the power beyond the realm of 'humans'.

If it weren't for the great changes in the world, it would be difficult to become an immortal.

They had long become immortals.

"Hahaha, I have no regrets in my life for not being able to fight against a True Immortal!"

"Today, let us, the false immortals, fight against you 'immortals'!"

Ming Yun put aside his grievances, his divine light shook, and the radiance of the immortal path bloomed.

Those who could survive the tribulation of becoming an immortal and obtain the laws of the immortal path would not be weak.

"Step back!"

The divine consciousness inside the gate seemed to lack intelligence, only acting on its instincts.

If it weren't for the terrifying power it contained, it would have been shattered by the joint attack of the two great immortal cultivators.

"How is this possible!"

"I have reached the realm of the seventh stage, even a Celestial Immortal is nothing!"

Ming Yun roared in anger, the light of runes on his face flickered, and his pupils were no longer clear.

"Rage!"

In the midst of the flames, the two headless giant rocs charged out again, their bodies still broken, but they continued to advance.

"You are already dead, and you still want to resist?!"

"Give me eternal rest!"

Jin Hua's hands turned into giant palms that covered the sky, capturing the two giant rocs, the power of immortals circulated, suppressing them.

The five Mahayana cultivators could not intervene at all, they could only watch from the edge of the battle.

They were amazed by everything they saw.

Not to mention a battle between immortal cultivators, even a battle between Transcending Tribulation cultivators was rare.

Once their cultivation reached a certain level, it was no longer about fighting and killing.

Once a fight broke out, the damage and consequences would be endless.

The battle between the two great immortal cultivators and the divine consciousness behind the gate caused the entire desolate land to sink three feet.

"You are already dead!"

Jin Hua, the immortal cultivator, shouted, grabbing the giant rocs' hands and colliding with them.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion resounded, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The immortal remnants of the two giant rocs self-destructed, shattering the two arms of Jin Hua, the immortal cultivator.

The impact was like a divine mountain crashing down, and Jin Hua, the immortal cultivator, spat out blood.

His figure retreated, suppressing his injuries.

"Damn beasts!"

He cursed angrily, mobilizing his mana, depleting the surrounding spiritual energy in an instant.

His arms were visibly regenerating.

But compared to when he first arrived, his complexion was slightly weaker.

"Senior Jin Hua, are you alright?!"

Ming Hua flew over in a hurry, holding two bottles of pills in his hand.

For a moment, Jin Hua's face flushed, and he pushed him away.

"How would I know if I'm alright or not?"

He complained in his heart, not even looking at the other person.

Instead, he shouted towards Ming Yun, who was fiercely fighting outside the mountain gate:

"Ming Yun Fellow Daoist, we must join forces to eliminate him as soon as possible, without alarming the other remnants in Kunlun!"

Ming Yun was slapped away with a palm, his gaze penetrating the weakening restrictions of the mountain gate.

He looked towards the gate, where some of the giant statues near the immortal gate had already shown signs of revival.

It must be known that those who could remain immortal for millions or tens of millions of years were at least at the level of 'immortals' during their lives.

The revived remnants, no matter how weak, would not be weak enough.

One or two would be fine, but having more would be a huge trouble.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke up:

"I think what Fellow Daoist said is true. This remnant inside the sect seems to be the former Kunlun Lord. Even though it has been dormant for millions of years, its power is still formidable, reaching the strength of a Ninth Stage Loose Immortal. However, it seems to lack sentience."

"Let's join forces and put it to eternal rest!"

The Golden Flower Loose Immortal hurriedly said, "Yes, time is not on our side. If we delay any longer, it will revive even more!"

The two Loose Immortals joined forces.

The five Mahayana cultivators formed a formation to restrain the array.

They saw Ming Yun's body tremble, chanting words in his mouth. He sacrificed a huge painting, with scattered meteorites within it.

"Annihilate!"

Ming Yun pinched his fingers, and the meteorites in the painting seemed to come alive, rushing out of the painting with a mighty force, smashing towards the remnant.

The Golden Flower Loose Immortal saw his comrade-in-arms using his trump card, so he didn't hold back either.

He had already sensed that something inside the sect was reviving.

If they didn't act quickly, they wouldn't be able to break into Kunlun with just the two of them.

The two Loose Immortals, with their two Spiritual Treasures, were summoned. Judging from their momentum, they were like two divine mountains, fiercely crashing into the Kunlun restriction.

Inside the sect.

In a palace.

Chen Chuhao felt the ground trembling slightly.

"Someone is forcefully attacking Kunlun?"

His hair swayed as he looked outside with a different expression.

"Never mind that, come with me to find the main hall."

"I don't believe that even if the Dao lineage is extinct and the True Immortal's prestige is gone, there won't be any remnants or inheritances left behind."

"If all else fails, we'll dismantle this hall. It's also a rare treasure material that my father will definitely like!"

Chen Chufan gazed at the grand hall, treasuring every material used in it, many of which were immortal materials.

"The seventy-two branches of the Great Dao, the Life Gate is in the northeast direction!"

"Let's go!"

They saw his hair fluttering, purple light shining in his eyes, and an eight trigrams diagram rotating.

In a moment, they locked onto a specific location.

The two of them quickly took action, crossing the restrictions and starting their advance.

"Destroy all demons!"

The remnant that was being suppressed and attacked by the two Loose Immortals seemed to have lost its temper.

Immortal light shone all over its body, the ground trembled, and the spiritual energy within Kunlun was drawn out, condensing into an illusory shadow.

Resembling a god and a demon, hair flying, its face indistinguishable.

"Kunlun must not be disgraced! Demons shall be destroyed!"

Obviously, this strand of remnant consciousness regarded the two Loose Immortals who forcefully attacked Kunlun as demons.

The might of the vast heavens circulated, like a giant in the realm of gods and demons, its figure swaying.

"True Immortal's imprint!"

"How is this possible? He's already dead!"

At this moment, Ming Yun had already thought of retreating when he saw the disc condensing in the opponent's hand.

His figure slightly leaned back.

The Golden Flower Loose Immortal was also a shrewd person. Seeing the unfavorable situation, he quietly prepared his retreat as well.

Suddenly, the cultivators on the ground felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, a divine light burst forth.

The colorful disc in the shadow's hand seemed like the light of a flying immortal.

"Retreat!"

Ming Yun shouted, and as soon as he felt an overwhelming aura, his figure quickly retreated.

He couldn't withstand this attack.

The Golden Flower Loose Immortal was the same, his figure retreating rapidly.

"He is the Western Wasteland True Immortal!"

"Damn it!"

This shadow was none other than the remnant consciousness of the Western Wasteland True Immortal, who fell millions of years ago and harbored an unwilling remnant consciousness.

Immediately, both of them felt as if they had encountered a ghost.

According to records, the supreme Immortal Law of the Western Wasteland True Immortal was a seven-colored disc.

Suddenly.

Like a true rainbow streaking across, colorful and beautiful.

The sky was painted with beautiful colors.

But at this moment, no one was admiring it; everyone was filled with extreme terror.