With the shattering of the stone door, as soon as the figure flickered, Murong Xianxian directly entered the stone room, and his eyes swept at the same time, falling on the corner of the stone room. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There was a black-robed alien there, with his hands behind his back, his mouth wide open and looking at Murong Xianxian, his face full of astonishment, "The Golden Pig Clan...... How could you possibly enter the core of my Xuanming Mountain?!"

This alien race is the Xuangu Immortal, whose cultivation has reached the eighth rank of true immortals, and he is also the best among the true immortals.

And on a stone platform in front of the Xuan Bone Immortal, there was a cyan yin fire suspended in it, and among it was a ...... with pale golden skin Pig!

The original god of the strong man of the Golden Pig clan!

This Xuan Bone Immortal was actually torturing this golden pig primordial god with yin fire, and there was no second person in the stone room.

"How did you get in?!"

After being surprised, the Xuan Bone Immortal didn't think about it, the sleeves of his robe shook, and a black mist surged out of his cuffs, suddenly condensing into a black-scaled two-headed python in mid-air, and pounced on Murong Xianxian in the distance with a 'whew'

Seeing this, Murong Xianxian sneered and raised his hand with one hand...... A thick cyan arc of lightning suddenly shot out from the palm of his hand, bringing a thunderous roar and blooming with dazzling light.

"Taiyi...... No, it's Otogi Divine Thunder!"

When the Xuangu Immortal saw this scene, he was shocked, and hurriedly wanted to pinch his fingers to cast another spell, but it was already too late!

The cyan arc pounced on the two-headed python, and there was a loud rumbling thunder.

Under the flash of cyan light, the body of the two-headed python was surrounded by countless cyan arcs, and it collapsed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The thunder attribute supernatural power can restrain all supernatural powers, this is not just talking.

Of course, this thunder attribute supernatural power is also extremely difficult to cultivate, and there is very little inheritance. Ordinary cultivators pass on secret teachings orally to pseudo-thunder powers such as palm thunder, which is the same as using artillery to pretend to be arms, depending on who to scare.

The Xuan Bone Immortal's face turned angry, and the two heads slammed into their mouths, and two dark green rays of light several feet long shot out from the mouth of the bag, and in a flash, they reached the top of Murong Xianxian's head, turning into two dark green scimitars and cutting them off.

Before the sword light fell, a thick fishy smell came to the face.

Murong Xianxian's face sank, he raised his neck, and suddenly flicked his sleeves, and a small cyan sword suddenly flew out, turning into a green rainbow and hovering to meet him.

Zheng!

With a crisp sound, the blue and green lights suddenly intertwined, and after the two transformation knives let out a wail in unison, they were cut in two by the cyan flying sword, and the wreckage fell straight down.

"Impossible!"

At this moment, the Xuangu Immortal's complexion really changed greatly, and he suddenly sobered up a little.

In this stone chamber, the prohibition that restricts the divine consciousness does not do much.

He was slightly startled, and hurriedly swept Murong Xianxian with his divine sense...... As a result, after this Xuan Bone Immortal swept away, his face suddenly became wonderful, and his face turned blue: "You are a true immortal?!"

Although Murong Xian Xian changed into the appearance and body shape of the Jin Feng clan, there was no way to conjure up a powerful aura...... This also has to do with the goal of the change she simulated, which is only changing at random at the moment. But this blow to the Xuangu Immortal was too great, he was a dignified eight-rank true immortal, but he was beaten by a first-grade true immortal.

No, to put it carefully, he actually had a slight advantage in the fighting method just now, which made the Xuan Bone Immortal a little messy.

"Hmph, what's the use of knowing that? Actually, it's better to be a fool. Murong Xianxian smiled faintly.

Immediately, the cyan flying sword suddenly turned into a cyan tornado and roared towards the Xuan Bone Immortal.

Although the realm of the Xuan Bone Immortal was higher than that of Murong Xianxian, his mind was also in turmoil at this time, and there was a feeling like a dream, but as soon as he heard Murong Xianxian's words and the power of the Wind Tribulation Sword, he immediately knew that something was wrong, and naturally he would not be restrained.

Immediately gritted his teeth, his body suddenly turned in place, and streams of dark green yin qi emerged from his body, instantly covering most of the stone room, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves and howling loudly at the same time, and at the same time, some tall ghosts loomed in the black mist.

The Xuangu Immortal desperately ran the Immortal Yuan to the extreme, and released the Heavenly Capital Gods and Demons who were refined, but he didn't dare to urge the Heavenly Capital Gods and Demons to attack Murong Xianxian, the other party's attack was too sharp, and he also hoped to find an opportunity to notify others to rescue...... Thinking of this, the Xuangu Immortal suddenly regretted it, if it wasn't for the purpose of getting the whereabouts of a treasure from this Golden Pig Yuan God, why would he have dismissed the others in the attic and brought this Yuan God into the underground secret room?

Now due to the particularity of the underground secret room, he can't even ask for help, he can only hope that the people outside will find out that something is wrong and rescue in time.

Murong Xianxian smiled coldly, she didn't talk nonsense, she pinched the sword trick in her hand, and urged the flying sword to slash at the other party!

The Wind Tribulation Sword is a magic weapon handed down by the Xingxuan Immortal Emperor, but there are several others that are unknown, and there is no special explanation in the will of the Xingxuan Emperor, which makes Murong Xianxian a little regretful. However, whether it is a treasure or an exercise, it depends on fate, and she sees this very clearly.

The Wind Tribulation Sword flashed with blue light, shooting out wisps of sword qi like filaments, as if endless, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge green net and floated above the stone room.

Sword net dust net!

Immortal weapons are different from ordinary magic weapons, and each immortal weapon has its own soul...... This soul may not be similar to the legendary ginseng doll running around the mountains, but it undoubtedly gives the immortal weapon its own unique spirituality. To put it simply, each immortal weapon has its own unique way of using it, and it can also be matched with the user's martial arts sword skills, and what Murong Xianxian just performed was the sword technique of the Wind Tribulation Sword itself.

If the other party wants to hold on, Murong Xianxian will wipe him out!

The Xuangu Immortal felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it, and then two mouthfuls of essence blood sprayed towards the gods and demons of the heavenly capital in the mist.

"Roaring ......"

Moistened by the master's essence blood, more than a dozen Tiandu gods and demons let out a deafening roar, and the demonic sound permeated his brain, and Murong Xianxian felt that the Yuan Shen was a little shaken, as if he was about to fly out of the Purple Mansion...... At the same time, the demon shadow flashed, and more than a dozen heavenly gods and demons rushed out of the dark clouds, pounced on the roof of the room, and waved their arms, as if they wanted to tear the green net apart.

"Wind Tribulation. ”

Murong Xian's face was expressionless, but his fingers flicked lightly at the flying sword in front of him.

Zheng

The Wind Tribulation Sword let out a clear roar, and a dazzling light suddenly erupted from the top of the room sword net, and a fist-sized cyan whirlwind appeared strangely on the net, and then a clump floated from the net, attacking those gods and demons of the heavenly capital.

These whirlwinds didn't seem to be strong, but the gods and demons of those heavenly capitals all showed a look of fear, and the figures rushing upwards scattered in an instant, wanting to escape back into the clouds. (To be continued.) )