Seeing such a strange behavior of the immortal, both of them felt a little nervous, and they couldn't help but look at each other. The immortal Weng gradually walked up to the two of them and said, "The two of you have just fused the Five Flames and Seven Feathered Fans, and now you are in the most exhausted state of spiritual power. If I'm going to take your lives now, what do you think you'll have a chance of winning?"

The monk sighed in his heart: "Oops, this bad old man, it turned out that retreat was advancing, but now although we have a divine soldier, it is difficult to ride a tiger." Suddenly his face was as dead as ashes.

On the other hand, Xi Zhou did not show weakness and said: "Five-five! If the immortal Weng really wants to take the lives of the two of us, either you die or I die."

Immortal Weng still smiled and said, "Yes, the Saint King's tone is not small, but I don't know what the strength is?" With the immortal as the center, a huge aura is released. It made the two of them feel pressured. Xi Zhou's brows were tight, and his left hand kept holding the hilt of the phoenix blood sword, and he was entangled in his heart whether to draw the sword. The monk saw the contradiction in Xi Zhou's heart and nodded at him, and Xi Zhou understood and pulled out the phoenix blood sword from the scabbard. Suddenly, a wall of qi formed by soul power blocked the immortal's aura in front of the two. Western Zhou was desperate, although the large amount of spiritual power consumed just now had not yet had time to recover, but at this critical moment, he couldn't care so much. With the blood sacrifice sword, Xi Zhou once again summoned the phoenix blood sword martial spirit, and this time the summoning of the martial soul was not just a lonely fire phoenix. The fire phoenix is presented, but this fire phoenix feather has seven colors. There is also a head ring formed by five fires floating above the head. When the immortal saw this scene, he was greatly surprised. The fusion of the divine soldiers has just been completed, but I didn't expect that even the martial soul of the divine soldiers would be fused so perfectly. When I was amazed, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva. Immortal Weng knew that this competition was not as easy as he had imagined.

Seeing that the immortal Weng's expression was suddenly solemn, Xi Zhou raised his sword and pointed at the immortal Weng and said, "Xianweng, you are a cultivator and immortal cultivator, why do you want to rebel?"

"Boy, Hugh is talking nonsense, come and show me your true strength!" The immortal Weng slapped the deer and flew straight down towards the door of the Western Zhou, and the Western Zhou leaned over and sank a swallow sweep Hengqiu, and the phoenix blood sword qi sealed the immortal Weng's attack route in a half-moon state. Immortal Weng came in the air and a harrier turned over, dodged the sword qi, and successively passed a few geese in the air without a trace, close to the Western Zhou, and took advantage of the situation to press Mount Tai in one move. The crutches accompanied the whole body of the immortal Weng directly down, and Xi Zhou understood that if this move was hard, it was estimated that all the internal organs would be shattered, so he made a move to blur the phantom and dodge his position. The crutches slammed into the ground. The entire turf and dirt were lifted, leaving a pit that was not too big or too small.

Seeing that the immortal weng had moved to kill, Xi Zhou immediately became angry. Slashed at the immortal. With the blessing of the Five Fires and Seven Feathers Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, the Immortal Weng only has the power to parry. Western Zhou made a backhand move to Zhaojun out of the plug. The fairy couldn't dodge, so he had to use his crutches to catch a move. Suddenly, the red light flashed, and the immortal was knocked out for several feet. The end of the crutch was cut off, and the gourd hanging on it fell to the ground and shattered. The fairy was beaten and spat blood. The killing machine of the Western Zhou flashed, and he used the Lost Phantom again, preparing to bear the result of the immortal, and at the moment when the sword in the Western Zhou hand fell, the white deer suddenly appeared in front of the Western Zhou. Xi Zhou unloaded, and the sword was only 0.01 cm from the throat of the deer.

The air is still. The breeze rustled through the bamboo forest. Xi Zhou put away the phoenix blood sword, and Bai Lu turned around and licked the hand of the immortal. Then, he sacrificed himself and left his own Shenyuan. Xi Zhou picked up the Shenyuan and looked at the monk. The monk said: "The divine element of the divine deer is enough to raise us to the twenty-fifth heaven, as for the immortal Weng, you can dispose of it!"

Xi Zhou turned to the immortal and said, "The divine deer sacrificed himself for you, don't you have anything to say?"

Immortal Weng suddenly laughed and said: "Master is above, I have fulfilled your old man's instructions to me, the Holy King is mighty, he is the chosen one, Lao Su has waited for so long, and finally arrived"

The sudden words of the Western Zhou and the monk Xianweng made some monks confused. You look at me, I look at you. The fairy said arrogantly: "Little bald donkey, don't help me up quickly!" The monk responded from afar: "Oh, oh, good"

The Western Zhou and the monk helped the immortal Weng up, and the three of them walked to a big stone. The immortal man leaned against the stone, gasped and said, "Do you know the true identity of the Holy King, the palace master?"

The monk shook his head, and the immortal man continued: "I also listened to what my master Yuan Shi Tianzun said. Among the four disciples of the founding Yuan Ling back then, the Lu Jian Dao people were the most talented, but the Dao people themselves were chic and uninhibited by nature, and they were not interested in cultivation, but they were the Hongjun Ancestor and the Mixed Kun Patriarch who were the most talked. The Ancestor of Fortune cultivated the Xuanqing Qi and created the Divine Realm, the Mixed Kun Patriarch Xiu Xuan's Spiritual Qi created the Demon Realm, the Nuwa Niangniang cultivated the Xuan Air and created the Human Realm, and the Lu Zhudao people cultivated the Xuanming Qi and created nothing. The understanding of the way of heaven is different, and during this period, the ancestor of Hongjun and the ancestor of Chaokun argued endlessly. The two of them fought a thousand-year-long war for their understanding of the Heavenly Dao, which finally ended in the victory of the Fortune Ancestor. Lu Zhuan Daoren's original explanation of the way of heaven, whether it is Hongjun or Chaokun, each has its own reason, and each can make sense of its own theory, there is no need to unify an ultimate explanation, after learning that Hongjun and Chaokun are inseparable because of this problem, and since they have ignored the brotherly love, they have sealed the ancestor of Chaokun in the demon realm, and they will never be allowed to step into the divine realm. This made Lu Zhuan Dao people very inappropriate, so they rushed back from Lingshan for thousands of miles, and in order to lobby Hongjun, Lu Zhudao people also brought nine original seeds found in Lingshan as a meeting gift.

However, contrary to his wishes, Hongjun had no doubt about the order of heaven he had established, and Lu Zhudao's lobbying failed. Just as Lu Zhudao was about to leave the Heavenly Palace, a spy told Hongjun about the original species. So Hongjun sent his men to snatch the original seed with the arrest of the Lu Zhudao people, and the Lu Zhudao people seized a carriage and fled. And sprinkle the original seed into the golden heavenly river. I hid in the original species."

Xi Zhou said: "Hearing you say this, it turns out that the Holy King is the Lu Zhuan Dao person! Half of the spiritual power we each possess in our bodies originally came from the Lu Zhuan Dao people. And the Heavenly Palace Palace Master, could it be...., he not only sealed the Mixed Kun Patriarch, but also killed....you tell us that, why did you just say that?"

Immortal Weng coughed twice and said, "You are right, the current palace master is no longer the Hongjun of the past. These thirty-three heavens are all Hongjun's disciples and grandchildren. Although I am an apprentice of Yuan Shi Tianzun, the Holy King once had a favor to me, and I can count it as half a master no matter how I say it. So, I will send you five fire fans and try your skills. ”

Xi Zhou and the monk suddenly realized, Xi Zhou was glad that he stopped in time at that time, otherwise he would regret it for life.