Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right?

Inside and outside Wansheng Tiancheng, a great battle is breaking out.

In the sky above, Ye Luo alone pressed dozens of immortal emperors, showing the style of a peerless sword immortal, and the terrifying combat power was on full display.

In Wansheng Tiancheng, many disciples of Wudao Sect are also welcoming many immortal kings.

The cooperation of many disciples of Wudao Sect is very tacit.

Zhang Han thought of countless great formations, either trapping or harassing those Immortal Kings.

Tantai Luo Xuebu played chess, suppressing many immortal kings and blessing many fellow students.

Hua Shenyi also threw out various mysterious auras to bless his fellow disciples.

The three of them played a supporting role.

The remaining four disciples are the main battlers, and the four of them are extremely tacit, dividing the battlefield into four pieces.

Su Qianyuan suppressed many immortal kings by himself, no matter what magic weapon the other party took out, he would destroy it with one force, extremely arrogant.

Su Xi left countless puppets and used puppets to deal with immortal kings. At the same time, she also operated some immortal kings to beat herself from time to time, which made some immortal kings in her area suspect that there were many traitors mixed in among them.

Tu Xuexi and Tu Yelin, two sisters and brothers, one 'from existence to nothing' and the other from 'from nothing to existence', cooperated tacitly, and the two joined forces to deal with the remaining Immortal Kings.

For a time, the battle situation was forcibly reversed by the disciples of Wu Dao Sect, and gained the upper hand.

Among them, even those in Li Cheng have not moved.

Still, that's nowhere near enough to actually win.

Because above the sky, several statues from all major forces, far exceeding the existence of the Immortal Emperor, were all hiding with their ancestors and did not make a move.

Once these people take action, the battle situation will change instantly.

However, none of these existences seem to have any intention of making a move.

Instead, they watched from a distance above the sky, and from time to time they were still mingling with each other and talking with each other.

"Which existence taught these people? Everyone is so excellent. If I wait for Xianmen to have such an existence, I'm afraid I will give everything and let it grow..."

"You see that Taiyi Jianzun is really terrifying. He is obviously an immortal emperor, but he has the ability to overwhelm other immortal emperors. In today's world, how can immortal emperors be comparable to him? Throughout the history of my immortal world, there is no immortal emperor who can compete with him. Comparable!"

"The little guy who uses the puppet has great potential..."

"The one who plays chess is also good, and those two little guys who follow the law..."

Above the sky, those existences that surpassed the Immortal Emperor were all laughing and talking about the many disciples of Wudao Sect.

Among them, the existence in the Shangqing Palace shook his head slightly and spoke.

"Okay, this farce, it's time to end."

"Next, let's talk about the distribution of these people."

The elder 'Daluo' of the Shangqing Palace existed, smiled slightly, and said so.

The others were stunned for a moment, and then they understood the meaning of the elder of the Shangqing Palace.

These people are so good, it would be a pity to kill them.

It is better to be taken away by them and brought to cultivate.

Even if these people don't want to, they can use many means to make them want at that time.

No matter how bad it is, it is also very good to directly wash away the wisdom and make it a protector.

"I want that little guy playing puppet."

"The boy who plays the formation method, the poor way is welcome..."

"Since that's the case, the poor road wants the little girl who plays chess..."

In a few words, they have already divided the fate of these Wudao Sect disciples.

Thinking of this.

They are also welcome.

"Then the poor road will take one away first."

A white-bearded old man opened his mouth with a smile.

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his palm from the grey-white sleeve and grabbed towards Zhang Han.

...

In Wansheng Tiancheng.

Zhang Han hid in a corner, the runes flickering in his heart.

With every flash of the rune, several large formations are rising.

He, this old Yinbi, is setting up a large formation.

Those Immortal Kings didn't even know that Zhang Han was hiding.

But Zhang Han knew where the immortal kings were.

Therefore, Zhang Han directly dropped large formations to trouble those Immortal Kings, and when he was free, he set up some blessing formations.

This kind of sinister feeling made Zhang Han very happy. He felt that he had discovered a new way of playing the magician.

Yin people!

No one knows where you are at all.

You can know everything.

Thus arranging a seat formation!

Indeed, in terms of realm strength, he is not an opponent of ordinary immortal kings at all.

But he has enough formations.

Even if they can't suppress those immortal kings, it is enough to make those immortal kings feel annoyed, and they need to separate their minds to deal with it. This is enough.

"On the new application of the formation, I feel that after this battle, I can immediately become the founder of the formation!"

Zhang Han was happy.

But he wasn't happy for long.

Suddenly, a burst of heart palpitations came over.

Zhang Han's scalp was numb, he realized that there was a crisis coming, he didn't know where the crisis was coming, but he just had a very strong feeling.

Almost instantly.

Zhang Han gave up to continue the formation and rushed out.

"Elder Brother, save me!!"

Zhang Han shouted hysterically.

His cry naturally attracted Ye Luo, who was pressing down on many immortal emperors on the sky.

Ye Luo forced back many immortal emperors with a sword and looked down.

At a glance, he saw a terrifying palm stretched out from the void, trying to grab Zhang Han.

The source of this breath beyond the Immortal Emperor...

Ye Luo glanced sharply at the location of those Daluo elders.

Of course he could see it.

There is an existence hidden in the dark, beyond the Immortal Emperor, who wants to capture Zhang Han.

So blatant.

Do you really think he doesn't exist?

Ye Luo was angry.

The Taoism in him began to rise wildly.

The whites of his eyes disappeared, covered by a layer of kendo light, and a terrifying aura erupted from him.

At this moment, he surpassed the scope of the Immortal Emperor.

There is a faint aura of 'Daluo Jinxian', a detached aura that cannot be trapped by anything.

"cut!!"

The swords in Ye Luo's hands are shining brightly.

He slashed towards the void with a sword.

This sword, wrapped in his endless anger.

Boom! ! !

A kendo projection was reflected from outside the upper realm and merged with the fairy sword in Ye Luo's hand.

Ye Luo slashed into the void with a sword.

Golden blood spurted out, the void collapsed, and a terrifying aura erupted in the distance.

"Ah!! Junior! I want you to die!!"

A shrill scream resounded in the distance.

The immortal emperors in the sky were stunned for a moment.

They all looked up.

In the distance, I saw a figure dripping with blood, half-kneeling on the sky, and its left arm disappeared.

The aura of that figure far surpassed that of the Immortal Emperor, clearly belonging to the level of 'Daluo'.

Ye Luo cut off the arm of a 'Daluo' existence with one sword!

This terrifying combat power! ! !

Those immortal emperors who were still fighting with Ye Luo just stared wide-eyed and quickly backed away, how dare they continue to fight with Ye Luo...

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