At this time, in a white jade circular cave, six people were confronting each other.

The three people on the right and the three people on the left, thirty feet apart, looked at each other coldly, and the battle was about to break out.

If you look closely, the leader on the left is a short-bearded old man wearing a white Confucian costume as tall as a bamboo pole.

This person is holding a silver short ge, the streamer is flashing, sharp and intimidating.

Above his head, there was a purple flame nine-palace lamp hanging from it, and the purple flame floated up and down, exuding an astonishing cold aura.

Standing to his left was a middle-aged man in a golden robe with a slightly pale face, and a silver flower long sword slowly floated and rotated in front of him, swallowing the white sword light that was more than a foot long, and there was a sharp light that pierced through all things.

There was also a person, burly and strong, covered in cold black armor, unable to see his face, according to his body shape, he should be a man.

On this strong man's giant arm, which is as thick as an elephant's legs, he holds two drum urns and golden hammers, and the golden light flashes one after another, forming two dragon-shaped qi that spews out more than a zhang long, which is very deterrent.

These three people are all the pinnacle of golden immortals.

Moreover, the breath is unfathomable, they are all powerful golden immortals who do not belong to Wen Wushen, and even surpass them, and they are the top powerhouses among the golden immortals.

The person who confronted them was none other than Zhao Xuanji!

The national character is on the face, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, majestic and impressive, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows and eyes reveal the arrogance of looking at the world and domineering the world, staring at the three people in front of him without fear.

Behind him, two women.

A goose egg face, beautiful and moving, about thirty years old, dressed in a golden neon dress, looking dignified and gentle.

At this time, she bit her lip lightly and glared at the three supreme golden immortals opposite, with anger in her eyes.

She is also the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal.

It's just that her aura is far inferior, at most she only has the appearance of more than a hundred golden immortal laws.

Beside her, there was also a girl in the early stage of the Golden Immortal, whose appearance was eight points similar to her, wearing a green coat and holding a silver spear, also staring at the three people opposite, extremely angry.

It seems that it should be a mother and daughter.

"Zhao Xuanji, just grab it, you can't escape. ”

Suddenly, the old man in Confucian clothes narrowed his eyes, stepped forward, and shouted coldly.

"Escape, when did I escape?"

Zhao Xuanji's voice was still strong and powerful, revealing incomparably strong confidence: "I am here, if you want to catch me, just let me come, I will send you to reunite with your junior brother in Huangquan." ”

As soon as these words came out, the old man in Confucian clothes, the middle-aged man in the golden robe, and the strong man in black armor were all shocked, and a trace of killing intent appeared in his eyes.

However, they didn't do it right away.

Because Zhao Xuanji is still the peak of the Golden Immortal!

In their induction, although Zhao Xuanji's aura was much weaker than before, but before, the six of them were beaten like dogs by Zhao Xuanji, fleeing in all directions, and there was a shadow in their hearts, and now there are only three people, naturally no one dares to act rashly!

"Hmph, Zhao Xuanji, you have been hit by my Three Immortals Death Sword, and your body is highly poisonous, as soon as you move the immortal power, the Golden Immortal Law will be eaten away by the poison, and your cultivation will be regressed, do you still want to hold on until when, it is better to be obediently restrained, after all, you are a disciple of the Eternal Heavenly Emperor, and we will not embarrass you." ”

At this time, the middle-aged man in the golden robe said with a slightly soothing expression.

"Why do you want to persuade me to surrender?"

Zhao Xuanji glanced at him, and was very disdainful: "Poisoning the fairy sword, such a despicable method, in my eyes, is just a gully maggot, what qualifications do you have to persuade me, your master Jiuke Zhenjun is almost the same! However, your master Jiuke Zhenjun has no way to teach, and it is not a good thing, and it is not surprising to teach you a shameless person." ”

"How daring!"

Hearing this, the strong man covered in black armor suddenly burst out with a thunderous shout.

Rumble.

There was a tremor in the earth!

He stepped out, and a pair of drum urns and golden hammers in his hands let out a roar of the desolate dragon that burst the stars, picked it up, and slammed it towards the top of Zhao Xuanji's head.

Almost at the same time, the old man in Confucian clothes and the middle-aged man in the golden robe had a good heart, and they did it together!

I saw the old man in Confucian clothes flick his sleeve robe, and the silver short Ge in his hand shot out, ghostly like electricity, and suddenly appeared behind Zhao Xuanji's head, silently splitting out a cold light and slashing down.

At the same time, the purple flame Nine Palace lamp above his head spun around, spewing out purple flames one after another, and in a flash of thin air, it burned directly onto Zhao Xuanji's dragon robe.

"Three immortals killed!"

At the same time, the middle-aged man in the golden robe shouted loudly, and thousands of cyan sword rays erupted from his body, and three immortal phantoms flashed above his head.

In the next moment, thousands of cyan sword rays and three immortals fused into a cyan sword light, fused with the silver flower long sword in his hand, and burst out!

This sword, like an immortal picking flowers, like a Buddha's fingers, is extremely mysterious.

It's almost to the extreme!

No one could see the traces of the sword light, and the tip of the sword had already pierced the center of Zhao Xuanji's eyebrows.

Who would have thought that as soon as he made a move, he would be a killer move!

"Not good!"

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

At this time, the mother and daughter exclaimed in surprise and were about to rescue people.

"If you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough. ”

At the last moment, Zhao Xuanji snorted coldly, and endless starlight suddenly gushed out from his body, condensed into armor, and covered his whole body.

Bite.

The Death-Killing Immortal Sword stabbed on the star armor, bursting out with an incomparably crisp sword.

But the next moment, the purple flames burst into flames, burning Zhao Xuanji into a burning man, the amazing heat wave rolled out, and the star armor melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Between the lightning and flint, the silver short Ge of the Confucian old man, and the giant hammer of the black-armored strong man have already attacked his body!

Seeing that Zhao Xuanji was about to be killed on the spot, Zhao Xuanji jumped up with a big fist, like a dragon flying into the sky, banging twice, and steadily hitting the golden hammer of the drum urn that fell down.

The starlight flashed, and the powerful force exploded.

The strong man in black armor shook violently, only to feel that the huge force of the fierce and unforged force was surging like a mountain and a sea, but he couldn't hold the golden hammer of the drum urn, and the whole person flew back upside down, and the hard black armor on his hands was also like bursting glass, crackling and exploding.

The power of a punch is terrifying!

After flying the sledgehammer, Zhao Xuanji folded his backhand, stretched out his five fingers, covered the sky with one hand, and between the moments, he suddenly grabbed the silver short Ge that was split to the back of his head, and slashed it out with his hand.

Poof.

There was a crisp sound of tearing clothes, and the purple flame Jiugong lamp was actually split in half on the spot, bursting out of the turquoise oil, splashing in all directions.

"Poof. ”

The immortal soldiers were destroyed, and the old man in Confucian clothes turned pale and spurted out a mouthful of golden blood.

However, he did not retreat, but instead showed a hideous killing intent on his face: "Zhao Xuanji, you have fallen into a scheme! Capture the Immortal Suo, entangle! Third Senior Brother, Eighth Senior Brother, strike together and kill this person!"

As soon as the magic seal of his hands changed, the silver short that was held by Zhao Xuanji suddenly lit up countless golden immortal seals, and in the flash of light, it turned into a golden rope, like a living snake, wrapped around Zhao Xuanji's arm, and began to frantically absorb the immortal power in Zhao Xuanji's body.

"Roar!"

The black-armored strong man who was knocked away roared wildly, and pounced forward, the person was like a spider crab, and he suddenly rushed to Zhao Xuanji's heels, slapped his palms fiercely, bombarded Zhao Xuanji's legs, and pasted the immortal talisman that was secretly buckled in his palm.

The next moment, the immortal rune flashed with a trace of silver thunder light, bursting and flashing, instantly crawling all over Zhao Xuanji's body.

Zhao Xuanji frowned and stiffened.

As soon as he wanted to resist with the immortal power of luck, the cyan color on his face flashed, and a thumping explosion erupted in his body, making him spit out a mouthful of golden blood.

This is the sound of the Golden Immortal Law exploding.

Taiyi Annihilation Immortal Water was weird and domineering, extremely poisonous, he was just a running immortal power, and he even let his eight golden immortal laws directly burst and shatter.

Together with the twenty-one Golden Immortal Laws that had been shattered before, he now only had four Golden Immortal Laws left.

The cultivation realm also fell back to the late stage of the Golden Immortal.

"Zhao Xuanji, you only have one breath left now, you are not dead this time!

With an incomparably angry roar, the golden-robed middle-aged man burst with golden light, and a brilliant cyan sword light erupted from the Tianyuan Aperture.

In the sword light, there was a white and chubby primordial god, and his appearance was exactly the same as that of a middle-aged man in a golden robe.

In the hand of the original god, he also held a small red sword.

Out of body!

In the next moment, three immortal phantoms erupted from his physical body Heavenly Yuan Aperture and slammed into the Yuan Shen.

Then, the original spirit merged into the crimson sword.

Airplanes.

Accompanied by an incomparably small sword roar, the light of the crimson sword shone brightly, turning into a red light, which shot out and pierced Zhao Xuanji's eyebrows.

This is the most powerful killing move under the careful layout of the three of them!

"The galaxy is vast, the fist of the future!"

At the moment of life and death, Zhao Xuanji was not panicked, and let out a thunderous shout.

I didn't see him make any movements, the space behind him shattered violently, and a silver galaxy rolled forward and washed out.

Everything around, time, space, light, temperature, dust...... It's all frozen in an instant!

Subsequently, the silver galaxy shone with dazzling starlight, condensed into a mysterious and mysterious, incomparably described silver fist, as if it had traveled from the future time and space, carrying the supreme power to destroy the universe and shatter the past and present.

Bite.

A crisp sound as a wind chime.

The silver starlight fist, bombarded the red light, and burst out with a ray of light, the silver-red light intertwined, and flashed violently.

Then, the red light burst, revealing the original form of the crimson sword and flying out upside down.

The frozen time and space suddenly resumed flowing.

At this moment, Zhao Xuanji's big hand flipped over, shook the golden rope in his hand, and his five fingers were clenched into a fist, and he exploded on the old man in Confucian service with a punch.

At the same time, he took a step forward, smashed the mountains and rivers, shook the world, and kicked the strong man in black armor with one kick.

Two loud bangs.

The old man in Confucian clothes and the strong man in black armor flew out in unison, spitting blood in the air, his chest collapsed, his clothes and armor burst, and pieces flew like butterflies.

The next moment, Zhao Xuanji's big palm opened, like a heavenly dome that had fallen down, and he slammed it and grabbed the Yuan Shen with a panicked and frightened face that shook out of the crimson sword.

"Hmph, even if I have a trace of blood left, I can't wait for these people to kill them!

Zhao Xuanji snorted coldly disdainfully, and when the words fell, he grabbed it with his big hand.

Bang.

The original god completely exploded and fell on the spot.

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