Let You Teach Your Disciples And Make Them All Become Great Emperors?

Although Murong Xianghe and others were saved by the Holy Sword, they could not escape the terrifying residual power emitted the moment the Holy Sword was knocked away.

All the elders were shaken by the aftershock and flew backwards, with blood spurting from their mouths and lying on the ground dying.

Some weak elders were directly shocked to death by this residual power.

Upon seeing this, Murong Weihai quickly wanted to recall the Piaomiao Holy Sword, but found that the Holy Sword at this moment had no response at all.

He had no choice but to use spiritual energy to wrap it up and deliver it to himself.

Once it entered his eyes, his heart immediately began to bleed.

I saw that the Misty Holy Sword at this moment was penetrated by a huge crack throughout the entire sword body, and there were other densely packed small cracks scattered around it.

Moreover, the trace of holy power that originally existed was gone at this moment, and the spirituality was completely gone.

It can be said that the Misty Holy Sword at this moment has become a dead thing except for its material value.

His ethereal heritage of the Holy Land was lost in this way.

"What? The holy weapon can't even withstand this kid's attack?"

At this moment, several elders from the inner sect who were relatively advanced in cultivation were still conscious. They looked at Li Suifeng with fear in their eyes, and their bodies were trembling uncontrollably.

Crazy? Is there really such a talented monster in the world? And it’s still in their relatively barren southern region.

"It seems that we need to find a useful spiritual weapon."

Li Suifeng took back his domain, then looked at the collapsed spiritual sword in his hand, and shook his head helplessly.

Because it could not withstand the powerful energy, this Xuan-level spiritual sword had been scrapped.

However, as the master of a peak, he still has a lot of spiritual swords in his hands, too many to use up.

So he took out another one from the storage ring.

"Have you thought about your last words?"

Li Suifeng stepped on the magic line and made various changes, as if he was walking in the air.

In the blink of an eye, they were above Murong Xianghe and others, looking down at the elders of Miao Miao Holy Land.

When Murong Xianghe saw this, his throat kept rolling, but he did not dare to make the slightest sound.

The other elders were also trembling like chaff.

If they hadn't already abstained from grain, they would probably be scared to death by now.

Although Murong Weihai wanted to stop it when he saw this scene, his reason told him that he did not have that ability. Now he can only hope that the ancestor of the supernatural power realm will come quickly.

"Since I don't have any last words to say, I will reluctantly give you a ride."

Li Suifeng said, raising the spiritual knife in his hand.

"Boy, stop it! Otherwise I will kill you on the spot."

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded throughout the square, and an old figure tore a space crack from the void and stepped out of it.

"It's my ancestor in the magical realm of Misty Holy Land. He can be saved now."

Murong Xianghe and other elders suddenly became excited when they saw this old figure.

The fear and fear in my heart also diluted a bit at this moment.

Li Suifeng frowned slightly when he heard the shouting.

Then he turned around and looked over. After feeling the other party's cultivation, he was speechless.

He was just a rookie in the early stages of the magical power realm, and he could crush him to death in minutes.

The sound was so loud just now, he thought that an old antique from the Piaomiao Holy Land had come out.

"You, an old guy buried up to your neck in dirt, are you worthy?"

As he spoke, Li Suifeng raised his sword and killed Murong Xianghe and all the other living elders on the spot.

Even the soul is not retained, it can be said to be wiped out.

"Obstacle! How dare you?"

When the ancestor of the magical power realm saw this, his eyes were splitting. When he came, he swore to the other ancestors in the ancestral mausoleum that he could easily take it down by himself.

Now the other party actually killed almost all the elders in his Misty Holy Land right under his nose, leaving only a single seedling of the Holy Lord.

How could this make him not angry? You must know that there are still several descendants of his blood among this group of people.

"Okay, okay! Boy, you are so kind! Since you don't listen to my advice, then go to hell."

"Supernatural power - Fenghuaxueye!"

The ancestor of magical powers took action with anger and directly displayed the magical powers he had comprehended.

The next moment, heavy snow like goose feathers suddenly appeared in the sky, and the temperature instantly dropped to dozens of degrees below zero, and it continued to drop.

In a matter of moments, the entire square of Misty Holy Land was covered in ice and snow, and even the sky became dark at the moment.

There are many types of magical powers, and what this ancestor of the magical power realm in the Misty Holy Land has realized is the magical power that can change the weather.

Although this kind of magical power is not very offensive, it is very durable and can create a combat environment that is very beneficial to oneself. This characteristic is somewhat similar to the field.

"Do you have magical powers? I have them too."

Li Suifeng said somewhat disinterestedly when he saw this.

"Supernatural power - enchanted sword shadow!"

The next second, a shadow of a hundred meters high like a demonic sword slowly formed behind Li Suifeng.

There was also a green flame attached to it, exuding a terrifying pressure. The green flame burned the void with a crackling sound.

The ice and snow on the square began to melt rapidly under the light of the green flames. Only there was still some wind and snow within ten meters of the ancestor of the magical power realm.

"What? This magical power is actually more powerful than mine? Is it an intermediate magical power?"

The ancestor of the magical power realm was stunned when he saw this, and then an emotion called fear began to arise and spread in his heart.

It seemed that he couldn't defeat this young and outrageous boy.

However, Li Suifeng doesn't care about that much,

He directly slashed the enchanted knife shadow that was hundreds of meters long and tinged with green flames in his hand in an instant.

"Ancestor, save me!"

Seeing that the enchanted sword shadow was about to hit him, the ancestor of the magical power realm suddenly lost his soul.

He quickly shouted into the void.

"Hey! My little friend, enough is enough!"

At this time, the old sigh resounded throughout the square,

Then a dry and shriveled palm, like a dead branch, stretched out from the void and blocked Li Suifeng's magical power.

Li Suifeng frowned immediately when he saw this, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

Because the aura exposed by the big withered hands was clearly that of Taoism.

It seems that the rookie in the magical realm cannot be killed today.

If he activates his divine body, he can fight against this old guy who has entered the Dao realm, but there is no need for that.

"I just want to get out of here!"

Li Suifeng put away his magical powers and said calmly.

"Open the sect's formation and let him leave."

After a moment of silence, the old voice spoke.

"Ancestor!"

The old man in the magical realm suddenly looked incredulous when he heard his ancestor's words.

This kid killed so many people in the Piaomiao Holy Land, and you let him go like this?

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

Seeing the magical old man questioning himself, the old voice suddenly became angry.

When the magical old man heard this, he immediately lowered his head with an aggrieved expression.

"Don't bother me. If it blocks me, I'll just kill it."

After Li Suifeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

When Mo Bei saw this, he quickly followed.

At this moment, Mo Bei's face was filled with excitement. His master was too proud. He was so excited, right?

"Hmph! You are extremely arrogant. I want to see how you can kill the sect-protecting formation of my Misty Holy Land."

The old man in the magical power realm said to himself with disdain.

Want to kill the sect-protecting formation of my Misty Holy Land? Do you think you can kill the Taoist realm yourself?