Immortal Palace

The seven masters at the peak of the venerable realm joined forces to attack even the great lord, and now they are attacking separately. Although the power is not as powerful as the initial attack, the impact is wider!

Everyone chose this time to attack because the power of the initial sword had not completely dissipated.

Once the power of the sword led by Wu Daoyou is completely dissipated, facing the threat of everyone, the power of the head can be completely blocked.

But now, the power on the head is still resisting Wu Daoyou's sword, which just gives everyone a chance to attack on their own.

Boom boom boom...

Everyone's attacks instantly fell on the head, forehead, chin, including the mouth and nose. There were people attacking. After the powerful power fell, waves of ripples were splashed.

Ripples using dark clouds as carriers rippled, and the power of wind and thunder was also greatly affected.

"it works!"

When Protector Lin saw this situation, he roared: "Don't hold back, everyone, destroy this head first!"

As he spoke, a quasi-Dao weapon appeared in Protector Lin's hand. He held the quasi-Dao tool and rushed directly into the head.

The other six monks at the peak of the Venerable Realm saw Protector Lin's actions and rushed in without any hesitation.

Although the head does not have much power, the strength it unleashes is absolutely unquestionable.

If it were the very beginning, everyone would never rush into the head, it would be no different from seeking death.

But now, the head is attacked by Wu Daoyou's sword, blessed by a total of seven powerful men at the peak of the venerable realm, and the power is majestic. At this moment, the head is already a little overwhelmed.

This is the reason why several people rushed into the head.

Whoosh...

In just a few breaths, several cultivators at the peak of the Supreme Realm followed Protector Lin and sank directly into the head.

Boom boom...

After several people submerged into the head formed by the dark clouds, the roar of attacks continued to come from the dark clouds.

As for the monks staying in the ancient city, they can only maintain a small formation of Liuhe at the moment, waiting for the victory of several powerful masters at the peak of the venerable realm.

"Something's wrong!"

Gao Yuan also heard the roar.

Originally Gao Yuan thought victory was in sight, but Gao Yuan suddenly looked ugly.

Because, Gao Yuan saw that Wu Daoyou's sword had destroyed both eyes of the head, and the flashing thunder gradually disappeared.

And now?

The head suffered a greater attack, but Wu Daoyou's sword disappeared. Not only did his eyes recover, even the thunder in his eyes began to flicker.

Not only Gao Yuan felt something was wrong, but all the monks in the ancient city knew something was wrong when they saw this situation, even if they didn't have much experience.

The attack became stronger, but the head gradually recovered? !

"No, it's a trap!"

Gao Yuan did not hesitate at all, and rushed directly to the edge of the Liuhe small formation, roaring: "Lin Protector, come back quickly, return to the ancient city!"

"Things have changed!"

Gao Yuan could only stand in the small formation of Liuhe, not daring to take half a step, otherwise, with Gao Yuan's cultivation level, only the power of wind and thunder would be enough to kill Gao Yuan.

As for whether Protector Lin can hear Gao Yuan's roar, that's up to Protector Lin.

Gao Yuan did not want Protector Lin to die. Although most of the exploration in the ruins relied on luck, having a strong man at the peak of the venerable realm was definitely of great benefit.

To Gao Yuan's disappointment, after waiting for half a stick of incense, his entire head had completely recovered.

Thunder flashed in his eyes, and his mouth roared with the power of wind and thunder.

Seeing this situation, Gao Yuan did not hesitate at all and retreated directly, not even daring to stay on the edge of the Liuhe small formation.

"Maintain the Liuhe small formation!"

Gao Yuan said.

In addition to Gao Yuan, there were also several leading monks from the Supreme Sect, whose expressions also became ugly.

Protector Lin from the Three Immortals Sect was among them, something happened, and the monk in their team who was at the peak of the venerable realm was also among the heads.

The head has now recovered and there are no other abnormalities.

From this point alone, everyone was sure that several monks at the peak of the venerable realm should be finished.

That is a powerful person at the peak of the venerable realm!

Even in the Jiutian Realm, it is a dominating existence, enough to establish a sect, but now?

The seven powerful men at the peak of their venerable state disappeared quietly, which really frightened the surviving monks in the ancient city.

"Did this situation happen to the first batch of fellow disciples who entered the ruins?" Gao Yuan frowned.

Only a small number of the first batch of Three Immortal Sect monks who entered the ruins were recruited, and the majority were monks trained by the Three Immortal Sect themselves.

Unexpectedly, the entire army was wiped out in the ruins. When the last late-level monk of the Venerable died in front of Gao Yuan's eyes, it meant that no one survived.

Thinking of this, Gao Yuan naturally combined with the situation in front of him.

The more he thought about it, the more fear he felt in Gao Yuan's heart.

Not only Gaoyuan, but also an aura of fear filled the entire ancient city.

Many monks here were prepared to die before entering the ruins, but when they actually faced death, how many of them could face it calmly?

"It's better to learn from Wu Wu's wisdom and rush out directly. At least he will die clearly!" Gao Yuan said in his heart.

Under the current situation, Gao Yuan didn't think Wang Changsheng could survive. However, at this moment, Wang Changsheng was living more comfortably than anyone else.

"Stop barking?"

Wang Changsheng looked at the head outside Jiuyou City with a bored expression.

The head originally made ferocious attacks, but it kept falling on Jiuyou City, with the power of wind and thunder and the flash of lightning. If it really fell, not even Wang Changsheng could withstand it.

However, all the attacks launched by the skull were eliminated when they approached Jiuyou City. Wang Changsheng, who was in Jiuyou City, was not affected at all.

In fact, Wang Changsheng felt a little bored as he watched Shao Shao keep roaring.

And now, it’s even more boring!

The head stopped screaming, the thunder stopped flashing, and even the power of wind and thunder was slowly dissipating.

Wang Changsheng's only pleasure in hiding in Jiuyou City...

Gone!

"Come on, keep shouting!"

Wang Changsheng threw the spiritual fruit in his hand and threw it directly into the head where the dark clouds gathered. He drank the wine in one gulp and said boringly: "If you make the uncle feel comfortable, there will be a reward!"

Reward for what?

Of course it was the spiritual fruit thrown out by Wang Changsheng.

In Wang Changsheng's eyes, the head that could easily kill the venerable was just a clown. If other monks knew about it, he didn't know what they would think.

As everyone knows, Wang Changsheng is also helpless!

If it weren't for Jiuyou City, Wang Changsheng would have died a long time ago. With Jiuyou City protecting him, no one outside could do anything to Wang Changsheng, and Wang Changsheng didn't even dare to step out of Jiuyou City.

Besides admiring the ferocious head, what else can Wang Changsheng do?

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