Immortality, starting from the heaven and earth

"Boom!"

The sky was dark, and amid the rolling thunder, hundreds of silver thunder dragons roared out from the black ink clouds.

The body of every thunder dragon is filled with the meaning of thunder, and is filled with the artistic conception of destroying everything.

"How can it be?"

Seeing this scene, the green-robed Taoist's eyes showed a hint of horror in his astonishment.

For him, ordinary thunder can be extinguished with just a snap of his fingers.

Even if one or several thunder tribulation dragons appear, the green-robed Taoist is actually not afraid.

However, in just the blink of an eye, hundreds of silver thunder dragons roared directly towards them, filling the entire sky with countless electric arcs, which was a bit too shocking.

In just a moment, the green centipede roared as it collided with the silver thunder dragon.

The green-robed Taoist is a combined monk after all.

Although I was overwhelmed with horror at first, I quickly reacted.

The green-robed Taoist threw his right hand, and billowing insect mist spread out from the green robe.

This insect mist seemed to be weak, but the moment it appeared, it was like a lingering fog, shrouding the sky with thunder.

No matter how the thunder dragon roars, the gray insect mist is like an airtight gauze curtain, which remains unbreakable even if it rolls violently.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Even after the thunder dragon roared past, a spiritual light similar to fire bloomed in the violently changing insect mist, eating up most of the power of thunder.

"It's an illusion. This person has mastered the origin of the illusion."

The green-robed Taoist felt relieved.

If those thousands of thunder dragons are really thunder dragons with the intention of destruction, his Ten Thousand Poisonous Insect Silk Tent will definitely not be able to stop them.

But even if he knew that Lin Yi's attack just now contained the origin of illusory artistic conception, the green-robed Taoist did not dare to be careless at all.

The illusion that can be condensed into artistic conception is no longer a simple illusion.

If the power of the artistic conception contained in it cannot be dispelled, even if you know it is an illusion, you will die in the illusion.

Some illusions just tend to deceive, but Lupao felt a trace of truth and falsehood in them.

"This person has mastered at least three sources of artistic conception."

As this thought emerged, the moment the green-robed Taoist was about to kill all those thunder dragons, a feeling of palpitations suddenly arose in his heart.

In the midst of his heart palpitations, he saw thunder, lightning, and thunder dragons all over the sky condensing together at an incredible speed.

At that moment, the light that spread to the sky seemed to disappear because the countless thunders merged into one.

In the process of sudden dissipation, the green-robed Taoist seemed to feel that there was a void in his soul.

In the trance, there was a green sword light, which rapidly enlarged amidst the roar.

This sword deprived me of everything in front of me, and seemed to replace the previous world.

"Keng!"

Amidst the sharp sound of the sword, the green-robed Taoist saw the centipede dragon that had crushed the thunder in one bite, and met the green sword light.

"Kakaka!"

At this moment, the extremely ferocious centipede was directly stagnant in mid-air, and then the sound of shattering continued to spread at this time.

"Bang!"

This time, it's no longer a trance.

The green-robed Taoist could clearly feel that his Green Bamboo God-Slaying Sword Formation, which had helped him kill the Great Fusion Demon, collapsed the moment it collided with the green sword light.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the huge centipede suddenly disintegrated in mid-air.

Before the shattered sword light was completely shattered, they were all swallowed up by the arrival of the green sword light, and then turned into the opponent's sword energy, heading towards his former master to kill him.

"This is not a monk from Lei Yuan Sect at all, this is a sword cultivator."

As this thought emerged, the green-robed Taoist saw the billowing insect mist formed by the Ten Thousand Poisonous Insect Silk Tent being split into two at this moment.

The magic weapon that thousands of thunder dragons couldn't break through with their crazy bombardment was actually torn apart by this sword.

quick!

too fast.

The green-robed Taoist felt as if the heaven and earth in his eyes had stopped at this moment.

Only.

There was only the cyan sword light that kept magnifying in his eyes and heart.

This sword seems to be a world.

"Pfft!"

In an instant, the green-robed Taoist's body was split into two in the cyan sword light.

However, when the sword energy was raging, the green-robed Taoist who was split into two actually turned into countless moths and scattered auras.

The next moment, from the insect mist formed by the Ten Thousand Poisonous Insect Silk Tent, a pale green-robed Taoist emerged from it.

"That sword strike just now? It's the highest level of swordsmanship, and it can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword?"

Looking at the space where he had stood before, the green-robed Taoist said with lingering fear.

"No, it's definitely not a sword that can defeat all kinds of magic. If it were really that level of swordsmanship, I'd probably be dead.

But even if he doesn't break through all kinds of magic with one sword, this person's level of swordsmanship has at least reached the point where one sword can transform thousands of things. "

The sword transformed into thousands, just like heaven and earth.

It's no wonder that he felt as if the world in front of him had stopped just now.

Even though he wanted to escape, everything around him was sealed by that sword.

If you can't resist the artistic conception contained in the sword's will, the sword's light will not be truly destroyed.

Thinking like this, the green-robed Taoist subconsciously looked in the direction of Feng Mo.

The Twelve Demonic Capital Heavenly Formation transformed into a demonic dharma image with billowing demonic aura in mid-air. Eight of the dharma images were shattered by the sword.

However, the Twelve Demonic Capital Formation, which is the strongest demonic formation in the Heavenly Demon Sect, was not broken after all.

In a flash of magic light, the eight magic statues that were split into two began to heal like reunited clouds.

Near the magic light, the green-robed Taoist seemed to see a gloomy white light flashing away.

"If you don't want to die, don't hide it, use all your strength. This Lei Yuan Sect monk's understanding of magical powers is probably to the point where one thought can create thousands of magic."

Fairy Yin is not a sword cultivator, and she cannot sense what the green-robed Taoist felt under the light of the sword before.

However, she had seen similar powers.

"Yin Xuan, Xuan Guang. Two polar universes!"

With a low shout ringing in her heart, Fairy Yin suddenly shot out a spell in her hand.

In this method, the moon wheel magic weapon that protects the whole body disappears and appears, directly tearing the space, coming to the back of the thundering method, and tearing past.

"Pfft!"

The green-robed Taoist saw a black sharp blade flashing, and the head of the Thunder Dao Dharma Prime was torn open.

In an instant, cracks like thin lines suddenly appeared on the huge body of Thunder Dharma.

"Bang!"

Put in a piece of white tofu, and it will be cut through by a sharp blade formed by millions of silk threads, turning into countless neat pieces of thunder.

As soon as these pieces of thunder appeared, they split apart again.

In just one breath, it turned into rays of spiritual light, flickering and extinguishing in the void.

But neither Fairy Yin nor the green-robed Taoist's eyes showed the slightest hint of joy.

"Up there."

At this moment, words belonging to Feng Mo came.

A demon statue in the Twelve Demonic Capital Heavenly Formation punched somewhere in the sky at the moment Feng Mo's message fell.

The billowing demonic energy turned into a black ink-like chain, like white rice paper being scratched by a black ink pen.

"The flowers bloom instantly!"

At the same time, Fairy Yin, the people on the green road, and Feng Mo looked at each other with surprise, astonishment, and cold eyes.

In the sky above the sky, a handsome young man wearing a blue gown turned into countless clones before the attack of the Twelve Demonic Capital Heavenly Formation arrived.

quick!

In just a moment, countless Ji Yi's clones seemed to be spreading like a ball with the three of them as the center.

Even though the attack of the Twelve Demonic Capital Formation destroyed one of the clones, more clones appeared again.

"Keng!"

The next moment, these clones used their fingers as swords and merged their swords into one, slashing at them all.

Ten thousand swords unite.

The world in front of him lost all color in an instant, and only a sword light filled his pupils and soul, which continued to expand at this time.

"Boom!"

In the Xuan Ming Domain, the mountains were roaring in waves amid fierce attacks.

"Xu Changxian, you will die today."

In the sky, Qi Heng, the master of the lineage of the Qi Clan's Immortal Clan, was holding a sky-blue vase, but his eyes were extremely cold as he looked at the black light that was dodging awkwardly below.

If this ant from the Blue Cang Realm hadn't suddenly revealed his identity, his situation wouldn't be so embarrassing.

Yes, embarrassment.

Even though Qi Heng swore by the Great Dao Oath that he had no relationship with the descendants of the Demon Lord Ni Yuan.

However, the scenes at Lei Yuanzong's celebration that day, as well as the subsequent alienation and vigilance of the major sects, made Qi Heng extremely embarrassed and embarrassed.

Since the birth of the Qi Clan, the people of the Qi Clan have been at the top.

No matter where they go, even if the elite members of the clan adhere to the code of low-key and humility, in the eyes of others, the Qi Clan's Immortal Clan is still aloof and untouchable.

who are they.

They are a family established by the True Immortal from the Upper Realm himself.

If it hadn't been for the war between immortals and demons, which broke the passage to the upper world, the Qi Clan's Immortal Clan would have reached the high-altitude immortal world long ago.

But now, they, a member of the Immortal Clan, have almost become a despised existence in the entire Beiyun Star Territory because of an accident.

It is tolerable, but what is unbearable!

Qi Heng's eyes turned cold, and streaks of blue light roared out from the Tianyou bottle in his hand.

These rays of light are only about the size of a fist, but when they fall on a mountain peak, they can easily freeze a 10,000-meter peak into frost.

When it lands on the mountain forest, it can freeze the entire mountain forest in the blink of an eye.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

With a flash of inspiration, the ice-covered mountain peaks shattered one after another on the already cold land, turning into fragments all over the sky.

Then, it became smaller and smaller in the biting cold wind, and then turned into powder like snowflakes.

Gorgeous yet cold, ruthless yet overbearing.

"Twelve Demons. Dutian Formation!"

When the last piece of land was completely frozen, Xu Changxian, who was already in desperate situation, slapped his palms hard on the cold ice.

"Puff puff"

In an instant, there were masses of demonic fire rising from the snow-white earth.

These countless demonic fires were connected with points to form lines, and then turned into a huge formation of evil energy, rising from the ground to the sky.

In just the blink of an eye, countless layers of ice shattered into pieces at this moment.

The entire Xuanming Realm was in a mess, filled with demonic fire and ice.

"Is this your trump card?"

Seeing this sudden change, Qi Heng's eyes moved, but his expression did not change at all. He looked at the magic method rising from the magic fire with an indifferent expression.

"If you can show your cultivation in the combined state here, Qi will be worried about it.

However, it is restricted by the Xuanming Realm.

Today, you are just a twelve demon evil capital formation in the orifice refining realm, and you cannot even show the power of its heyday. "

Having said this, Qi Heng looked at Xu Changxian among the demonic figures, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Besides, do you think Qi really couldn't defeat you just now?"

As these words fell, rays of escaping light were seen roaring from all directions.

Including Qi Heng, a total of seven people blocked all Xu Changxian's routes in all directions.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, we have determined that we will not hold anything back in other places."

One of them said calmly.

"The inheritance of Demon Lord Niyuan cannot be revealed to the world, and now everything is ready to be killed!"

"What's going on? Why did the restrictions here suddenly loosen."

"Seniors and juniors, it seems that I can display cultivation abilities above the Dongxu realm."

Just when everyone was about to take action, a strange fluctuation suddenly occurred at this moment.

"Xuanyu Realm is very special. As the place where the true immortal personally arranged the seal, there are many secret realms here.

The number of these secret realms is the highest among all the cultivation sects in the entire Beiyun Star Territory.

But among them, some secret realms, in addition to seals, are refining and refining magic weapons. "

Facing the eyes of Qi Heng and other monks, Xu Changxian said calmly.

"For example, the Xuan Yin Mirror in Xu's hand is a pure Yang level magic weapon that even a combined monk can only dream of.

This treasure is the core of this place.

Once the core is loosened, the space of the entire Xuanming Realm will become unstable. Fellow Taoists, you should feel that your previously suppressed cultivation is beginning to loosen. "

"So what if it's loose?"

Seeing the formation fluctuations on the Twelve Demonic Capital Formation getting stronger and stronger, Qi Heng frowned, but his eyes remained extremely calm.

"Even if the restriction here fails, you can exert the full power of the Twelve Demonic Capital Array.

But the fused monk here is not just Qi, you still can't escape death. "

Almost as soon as these words fell, a ray of ice soul light appeared in the long bottle in Qi Heng's hand, roaring towards Xu Changxian in the Twelve Demonic Capital Heavenly Formation.

"Boohoo!"

At the same time, the other six monks also took action one after another.

"Roar!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Changxian just smiled coldly, and the black Xuan Yin mirror in his hand shone brightly.

Under the injection of billowing demonic energy, a ferocious black ink snake roared out from the mirror.

"Boom!"

In an instant, in this burst of dazzling light, the space within tens of thousands of meters was shattered.

As space cracks raged wildly like lightning, a void of space slowly appeared in front of everyone.