Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

Times are changing.

The wind and thunder roared, and the sky suddenly darkened.

The power of magic surged like a dancing dragon, stirring up layers of waves.

Above the sky, a giant sword hung high, radiating infinite golden power and a murderous aura.

"Oh no, someone is trying to attack the Demon Lord and stop his breakthrough!"

In the crowd, someone shouted first, but it was unclear who.

A storm had already begun, and countless cultivators with insufficient cultivation were blown away by the strong wind.

"Mahayana Spiritual Treasure, my goodness!"

A Void Returning Cultivator's expression trembled, and he quickly retreated with his disciples for dozens of miles.

A tornado rose, and the giant sword smashed heavily towards the Demon Lord.

"Outrageous!"

"Feixian Island Lord, it seems like you want to die!"

A roar sounded, and Dugu Tian transformed into a hundred-meter-tall giant, raising his giant palm to the sky.

The Body Integration Cultivators erupted into a fierce battle, causing the surrounding cultivators to tremble in fear and flee madly.

Like an unexpected storm, the sky became dark and the flames spread everywhere.

Another boundless abyss descended, and a skeletal hand clashed with Dugu Tian.

Energy erupted, causing the deep sea to explode and towering waves to rush towards the surroundings.

"Hmph!"

"Who dies is still uncertain!"

Feixian Island Lord stood on the giant sword, infusing majestic power and flying past Dugu Tian's head.

"Abyss Ancestor, do you want to have a battle with me, Lengwen Dao State?"

Dugu Tian was blocked by the Abyss Ancestor and couldn't provide any support.

"Fellow Daoist, they have given us too much, and I don't want to ruin the harmony."

The Abyss Ancestor was surrounded by surging Heavenly Demon flames, with a skeletal demon god shadow above his head, but he wore a helpless expression on his face.

Dugu Tian's face darkened, and he summoned his flying sword.

"You shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess."

The sound of swords rang out as three thousand sword auras cut through the void, and the giant palm pressed down forcefully.

The unstoppable momentum was overwhelming.

As the ruler of the Celestial Tranquility Immortal Alliance, Dugu Tian's strength and inheritance were not weak.

With just one move, he suppressed the Abyss Ancestor, who was also in the late stage of Body Integration.

The battle continued, and only two figures could be vaguely seen colliding.

Sheng Cangmo also encountered an opponent and was being restrained.

"Haiwa Ancestor, if you continue to hide in the deep sea, we won't exterminate you completely. You're just deceiving yourself!"

Sheng Yin was unleashed, and Sheng Cangmo tried to create a path to block the giant sword.

"It's useless. The existence of the Demon Lord has already threatened the balance of the Endless Sea."

"If we don't take action, there are other Fellow Daoists who will!"

"Sigh."

Sheng Cangmo worriedly glanced at the Demon Lord, who was in a critical period.

It was also his weakest moment.

The anger in his heart was ignited at this moment, and he activated the Creation Saint Art, releasing the Dao rhyme from his body.

Runes arranged in the air, pressing towards the Haiwa Ancestor.

At this moment, he ignited the magic power within him, activating his full combat power.

"Why bother."

Haiwa Ancestor sneered and raised his hand to strike.

"The Demon Lord will die!"

With Feixian Island Lord leading two Body Integration Cultivators in the front and Haiteng Ancestor guarding Chen Feng in the back, how could they lose?

"Boom!"

A loud roar sounded, and a giant turtle leaped out of the deep sea, spewing a column of true water to block the giant sword.

"Xuantu?"

"I ask you all to give face to the Xuantu Clan and leave now!"

The massive body soared into the air, blocking the edge of the giant sword.

The appearance of the Xuan Turtle was unexpected by everyone present.

On the other side, Dugu Tian was suppressing Abyss Ancestor.

Saint Cangmo and Haiwa Ancestor were locked in a fierce battle that was difficult to separate.

It seemed that their plan had failed at this moment.

"If Xuan Cang from your clan comes, I will leave without a word."

"But what can you, Xuan Ming, change?"

The Island Lord of Feixian snorted coldly, and two Body Integration Cultivators appeared by his side, each holding a rope and activating a Spiritual Treasure without hesitation, binding Xuan Ming.

"Your Xuan Turtle clan is no longer what it used to be."

The Island Lord of Feixian's face was as cold as frost, thinking that they couldn't drag this on any longer.

If they were any slower, there might be some unexpected occurrences.

The elder of the Xuan Turtle clan, who was close to Chen Feng, had already appeared, and it was likely that Chen Feng was also secretly present.

His heart sank, and his anger grew even stronger on his face.

"Haiteng Fellow Daoist, it's up to you!"

He roared, and the runes above the giant sword flickered, releasing an extremely powerful force in mid-air.

Fully recovered, the Mahayana Spiritual Treasure in his hand was pushed to its limit.

Accompanied by faint electric lights, it was extremely terrifying.

"I want to kill him, even if your Xuan Turtle clan wants to make peace, it's impossible. The Demon Lord must die!"

This statement showed how intense the Island Lord of Feixian's hatred for the Demon Lord was.

Furthermore, since they had already taken action, they had to make sure it was clean.

Otherwise, when the Demon Lord broke through, there would definitely be bloody retaliation. No one could stop the Mahayana Demon Lord.

Regardless of the reason, the Demon Lord must die!

The Island Lord of Feixian had a long and enduring inheritance from ancient times.

He didn't want the inheritance to be destroyed because of today's events.

Only when he died would Feixian Island be safe.

This giant sword was also the Spiritual Treasure that had been passed down for countless years on Feixian Island.

Under full activation, coupled with the secret technique of Feixian Island, almost no one could stop it.

"Formation? A trivial skill!"

Ignoring the consumption, the Island Lord of Feixian pierced through the grand formation set up by the Heavenly Saint Sect, and the sword's edge directly approached the Demon Lord.

His expression was indifferent, with a murderous intent hanging from the corners of his mouth. Sensing the current state of the Demon Lord, he activated the giant sword, causing a divine light to burst forth and stab at him.

Finally, breaking through the prohibition, the final thunder descended at this moment, fierce and violent. The Demon Lord had no time to react and seemed to be waiting for death passively.

The smile on the face of the Island Lord of Feixian grew even stronger. Dugu Tian urgently wanted to break through the resistance of Abyss Ancestor but had no way to do so, being tightly held back.

"No!"

He roared, his body began to explode, unleashing an extremely powerful attack.

Instantly, the seawater in the entire area surged, vast and terrifying.

At this moment, Saint Cangmo also became anxious. He took a step forward with the Divine Creation Art, frantically drawing the vitality of the creatures in the surrounding sea, turning it into a powerful attack, making it difficult to separate from Haiwa Ancestor.

The strength of the Demon Lord was incredibly powerful. He had long sensed the impending danger but had no way to deal with it because it was the most critical moment.

Retreat meant death, while advancing still held a glimmer of hope.

"Boom!"

The giant sword fell.

"Chen Feng, I'm counting on you!"

A light drink came from the Holy Island, and another mermaid leaped out of the water, filled with urgency.

"Chen Feng!"

At this moment, a shooting star streaked across the sky at an incredible speed.

Haiteng Ancestor immediately took action, weaving countless giant nets with the roots of withered trees all over the sky, intending to intercept it.

"Fool."

A calm male voice sounded, and the shooting star disappeared.

In an instant, Chen Feng appeared behind him, and the rusty sword pierced into his body.

He felt a chill all over his body.

"How is this possible?!"

Originally, he only needed to hold Chen Feng back for three breaths, and everything would be settled.