Chapter 1177: Sword Immortal

Squinting his eyes, Qing Yanghuan looked at the whirlpool-like passage on the immortal gate, and he didn't have a bottom in his heart.

Even if he sensed the decay of the aura of the Liuyun Fairy, and the actions of a powerhouse of the Immortal Destiny Realm like the Cloud Star Immortal King, it all showed the decline of the Immortal Palace, and he was still nervous in his heart.

Liuyun Immortal Sect, the Immortal Family Sect with the Immortal Emperor in charge, how could it be similar to the Sword Emperor Palace in its heyday, but now it is defeated, and it is said that the broken ship still has three catties of iron, I don't know how many catties and taels of Liuyun Immortal Sect are left.

"Go with confidence, we will remember you. ”

Gu Buxian hummed nonchalantly, as the heir of the old bastard, the affairs of the immortal clan have been influenced by the long years, and now they can finally look at an immortal clan.

The turtle is not immortal, and the skills he learned before can finally be shown.

Bang!

Knocked the turtle badly hard, how can this little bastard speak!

......

Airplanes!

The next moment, the purple light on Qingyang Huan's body and the colorful emitted by the Five Elements Spirit Banner fused together, and he stepped into the gate of the Liuyun Immortal Sect, almost instantly feeling that he was being embraced by a strong decay.

The mist was as thick as mercury, like a pool of water that had not flowed for hundreds of millions of years, and it was like sinking into it, and the immortal qi that encompassed the body lost its spirituality, making people feel lifeless.

Call!

Stepping forward, the void in front of him rippled like water waves, and the vicissitudes of time filled every inch of Qingyang Huan's body, and the passage was not long, just a few breaths he felt like he had rushed out of the closed place.

The immortal qi that lost the immortal aura should be called turbidity, wisps of blood wrapped around his body, constantly corroding his blood, and a wisp of oozing blood quickly decayed under the tolerance of the immortal qi, and then completely defeated the vitality.

Obviously, under the long ban of the Liuyun Immortal Sect, unknown changes have taken place within the Immortal Sect, and this change is not a good change, it is more like a disaster.

It's no wonder that the Liuyun Fairy that appeared was a little decayed in the aura it exuded.

Even if he is an immortal emperor-level powerhouse, he will be eclipsed in the face of the years, and he can't resist the erosion of the years.

Call!

With a long breath, a whirlpool of air currents washed up, and the choking decay penetrated into his nostrils, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but wave his hand to scatter the immortal qi surging in front of him, and looked around.

Click!

Suddenly, his eyes fell to his feet, and a white bone was annihilated into powder by the impact of the air flow he rolled up, and the fairy mist was misty as far as the eye could see, and the mountains were undulating between the clouds and mist, looming.

In the haze, you can still faintly see the undulating fairy palace, and the fairy light in the center of the cave is constantly circulating.

It's a pity that he didn't feel vitality in his perception, the continuous mountain peaks, the undulating palace, and the cave sky is very large as far as the eye can see, beyond imagination, but unfortunately the bare piece has no life.

The decayed palace on the hanging fairy mountain stood alone, the main hall collapsed, and the fairy grass withered and only left gray-white traces.

The place where he is should be a floating immortal mountain, all around him are such immortal mountains, below are floating fairy clouds, changing various shapes, and even between the hazy immortal mountains in the distance, you can also see a series of void cracks, showing the ruin of this cave blessed land.

The void in the entire cave sky was slightly dark, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky, scattering scorching clear light, but it could not break through the fog that had accumulated to the extreme.

Seeing such a scene, Qingyanghuan not only did not feel pity, but felt a sense of happiness in his heart.

It's good that the Immortal Sect has fallen.

His gaze looked towards the center, where there was a hanging Great Immortal Mountain, to be precise, an Immortal Continent, entrenched in the void, like a dormant immortal beast.

A faint immortal light flickered in the sky above this continent, isolating the decaying immortal mist outside, and a faint immortal light flowed out from the depths of the continent.

Compared with the rout and decay outside, the immortal mountain in the protection of the light mask is flickering with scorching vitality, faintly dancing with spirit cranes, and the fairy grass swaying.

Obviously, the scene of the immortal palace manifested by the Liuyun Fairy outside is imprinted by the scene in the guard, and it can be seen that in the dilapidated cave sky, this immortal land in the depths is the only remaining pure land of the Liuyun Immortal Sect.

Standing outside the immortal land, Qingyang Huan still continued to observe the surrounding immortal mountains, and found that most of these immortal mountains had broken immortal bones, and they all became decayed under the erosion of time.

The closer to the immortal mountain of the immortal land in the center of the cave, the more the immortal bones left on it, the more a trace of spirituality remained, and on the immortal mountain closest to the immortal land, a venerable immortal bone sat cross-legged, and the immortal robe on his body still flashed with a faint light.

At this moment, the Immortal Sect Cave was very silent, only the faint Immortal Light Guardian Light Shield above the Immortal Land flickered, and the Immortal Crane could be seen dancing inside.

Chirp!chirp!

Soon, the appearance of Qingyang Huan caused the cranes in the depths of the fairy land to let out a high-pitched cry, a crane with wings the size of a thousand feet, the whole body flashed with crystal fairy light, and the end of the wings was rendered red, and the volleys danced like burning fire clouds in the air.

Behind this body of cranes are hundreds of cranes, each of which is not as powerful as this leader, but it is also full of fierceness and shine.

Thundered!

Hundreds of cranes swooped down in the sky, their wings spread out to form a scene that covered the sky and the sun, and the red at the tip of the tail formed a brilliant fiery cloud that fell down, heading towards Qingyanghuan.

"Trespasser in Asgard, die!"

Hundreds of immortal cranes overwhelmingly passed through the immortal light, facing Qingyang Huan and grabbing it, and suddenly several surrounding immortal mountains collapsed under the terrifying power, and the immortal mist was torn apart like dogs' teeth.

As the guardian of the Immortal Palace, the Immortal Crane naturally had nothing to be polite to the intruder Qingyang Huan, and the crane claws pierced the void and descended in front of him almost in the blink of an eye.

Even if one of these cranes has one claw, his body will be caught out of the hole like a fishing net.

For a while, the crane fell, as if thousands of immortal lightning were intertwined, and the fairy light collided.

Rumble!

In an instant, the small world behind Qingyang Huan manifested and condensed, and the three god forms in the depths of the world manifested out, experiencing the baptism of chaotic Dao rhyme, and the three origin god forms were even more majestic and majestic.

Facing the falling crane, he punched out the three gods behind him and merged into one, and punched out with his body, and his fist rushed out to blast out a fist, and thousands of Dao gods hidden in the Dao Law manifested and rolled out.

Thundered!

There was a roar in the silent cave sky, and the collision of immortal light and martial arts burst out of immeasurable light, and the wail of immortal cranes was heard, and the feathers flew in the sky, and blood flew sideways.

Under Qingyang Huan's punch, the leading crane rolled upside down, and the crane that followed it swooping down behind was all impacted, the tendons were broken and fractured, blood was flying, and the snow-white feathers were soaked in blood.

Chirp!

In the wailing, the cranes with folded wings fell down in a swoop, and the blood soaked the dry fairy mountain.

Boom!

In an instant, a sonorous sound, a fairy sword in the void condensed out of thin air, the fairy sword was imprinted with mountains and rivers, the earth, the sun, the moon and the stars, the ancient time and space were circulating, and the sword light pointed directly at Qingyang Huan.

In an instant, the fairy sword fell, and Qing Yanghuan saw the stars falling, the mountains and rivers falling, and the sun and moon were without light from the falling fairy sword.

Before the fairy sword fell to his body, he felt that he wanted to be torn apart by the edge, and the sword momentum erupted, wanting to split him in half.

"Sword Immortal!"

The sharp edge, wanting to tear apart the battle body, and even more to tear apart his spiritual world, Qing Yanghuan's eyes showed a touch of solemnity, and a kind of battle intent flashed in his pupils.

This is the real body of the sword, only the evolution of the law of the sword to the ultimate pinnacle of the realm, in order to take a step closer to the incarnation of the sword, there is a sword in the heart, everything in the world is a sword in the hand.