Jiang Changan only felt that his body was about to explode, the blood in his whole body was like boiling boiling water, and the four immortal forces could not be fused together no matter what, and could only be temporarily suppressed in his body.

The fact that the mortal body of the flesh was able to devour the immortal power and swallow the immortal souls of the four immortals into the spirit element, which in itself was greatly shocked by both the powerful and powerful people present and the Thousand Eyes Venerable, especially the Thousand Eyes Venerable, who also looked at him like An Juntang from beginning to end, with curiosity and fear.

It stands to reason that this young man couldn't wait for the Heavenly Tribulation at all and had been shattered by the four immortal forces in his body, but why was he still alive......? It's not inconceivable at all.

They didn't know that an ordinary man could not fuse immortal power, but the Ancient Artifact Inscription Imperial Forbidden Law could do this.

As early as tens of thousands of years ago, he had comprehended the secret method of casting immortal power into the spirit weapon to make it reborn, and this is also the innate secret technique of Mocang - the method of building heaven in the broken realm.

It's a pity that after fighting to the death with the Thousand Eyes Shangzun, Mo Cangtaoguang's energy for tens of thousands of years was exhausted, and he was almost asleep, and Jiang Changan could only operate on his own according to the spell he had written, and it was almost impossible to do this step.

"They don't dare, what about you?" Jiang Changan said with a smile.

There are three of the eight Gu Immortals who used to be alive now, Qianmu Shangzun and An Juntang are opposed to each other and only want to find a flaw in each other, and the middle-aged female fairy with antlers is restrained by Long Qingya, and no one retreats half a step, so that only the snake-headed immortal who watched the play from afar is left.

"I have to admit that for tens of thousands of years in the world, only your surnamed Jiang Xiao'er can be called 'cultivation'!" The snake-headed immortal smiled, his voice was like a cold wind in the night, and the snake letter hissed, "But it's a pity that a generation of Tianjiao will inevitably fall here today, the eternal catastrophe, the supreme law, no one can escape, you are only a stone's throw away from death, why struggle?"

Everyone was shocked, they had been guessing in their hearts about these fairy-like figures, the words of the snake-headed immortal undoubtedly proved the inference, these people had survived in the world for a long time, they were beyond the mundane extreme existence, they all retreated backwards, their faces frightened.

You alone call it "practice"!

Everyone stared at the one who had been sleepy for three months and was a little emaciated

figure, eyes are red and purple, no matter whether this middle-aged man with a snake appearance is a fairy or a demon, this is the supreme evaluation!

He was already covered in bruises, but he didn't give in at all, and seeing the fall of the palace master, where could the disciples of Lingxiao Palace give up, they all shouted and scolded and rushed into the sky, hundreds of streamers flowed through the sky, and five thousand and six-colored brilliant firelight bloomed in the night, and hundreds of magic weapons exuded a shimmering look towards Jiang Chang'an!

In their hearts, Mo Guzi was completely lost in the Heavenly Tribulation, Jiang Chang'an's strength was far less than one millionth of the old palace master, and it all relied on the tricky conspiracy of the envoy to succeed, and it was not difficult for them to kill each other.

These people are completely insane, they are scolding, shouting angrily, pretending to be impartial people who hold power and righteousness, and wantonly venting their personal anger under the pretense of public power.

There are always some cowardly people, like maggots buried in the ground, who are obedient and can put their dignity, honor, and backbone behind at any time.

"Kill!"

His voice was hoarse and deep, and he was full of anger. The whole body is full of energy, and it seems to have the divine power of cracking tigers and throwing elephants!

The Taiyi Divine Emperor Zhong Zhao, who was beaten by the Heavenly Tribulation, came immediately, spit out the tongue of fire, swept the long dragon, caught the two monks in the chaos, the raging fire wrapped around the whole body, and crawled into the body from the throat of crying and screaming, with three or two unpleasant and piercing shouts, the inside and outside have been burned through.

The cry of pain reached his ears like a moving fairy music, which made people indulge and make the senses of the whole body extremely excited.

Behind him, a huge griffin soul suddenly came, letting out an extremely terrible cry, the bird's beak opened, and pecked at Jiang Chang'an fiercely, while another giant claw with cold light slammed down.

Jiang Chang'an's movements were extremely fast, stepping on the Nine Palace Steps, swimming in the gossip line, flashing to the back of the giant beast in an instant, raising his right arm and smashing down the Taiyi Divine Emperor Bell violently-

Boom!

The bell slammed down on the beast's back, and the sound of bones shattering was heard immediately.

"Bang!"

It's hard to imagine how much power it has, the three-zhang griffin soul is like a puppet, it was smashed and flew out eight or nine meters away, fell heavily into the air, struggled twice, and turned into a cloud of green smoke, at the same time

In mid-air, a monk's face turned pale, spurting blood, and his soul and mind were also severely damaged by the tragic death of the contract soul.

Seeing this, a middle-aged monk was furious again, and shouted urgently: "It's too much to deceive people! It's just too much to deceive people! Jiang Changan, not only did you kill me as the master of Lingxiao Palace, but you also beheaded my disciples of Lingxiao Palace one after another, and if you don't kill you today, it's not enough to vent your anger!

"Buzz!"

Under an order, some of the disciples of Lingxiao Palace retreated in an orderly manner, forming a total of more than 100 Dharma seals, the middle-aged monk blew his beard, and threw out a golden paper umbrella from the treasure bag, and hundreds of disciples finished the Dharma seal together, and a silver light flew out of their fingertips to converge on the top of the umbrella, and the golden umbrella leaves opened a gap, rushing out of a mysterious string sound, like a heavenly sound, infinitely vast, and drowned towards Jiang Chang'an.

"Xuanyuan Town Demon Umbrella, it turned out to be this thing, how did it come out again, isn't this a treasure left by the ancestor of the Lingxiao Palace?!"

"Suppress demons and punish evil, no one can match, this divine object is said to have suppressed the power of a demon clan, crushed into blood and water, especially the restraint of the evil and natural nature of demons. ”

"It actually reappeared in the world, it seems that Mo Guzi really made a bloody capital for the immortal treasure, but unfortunately no one thought that it would be calculated to death by a junior?

The onlookers were all shocked and nervous.

The string sound rushed, the golden glow covered the sky, and the brilliant golden Dao seals were revealed in all directions, and the biting chill went directly to the soul of the person, and the bad premonition penetrated the bone marrow, and Jiang Chang'an was like a great enemy.

"Boom!"

The Xuanyuan Town Demon Umbrella is fully opened!

The faces of the hundreds of disciples turned pale at the same time, and all their spiritual power was drained, but the eyes that looked at Jiang Changan were all a sneer.

The golden Dao seal was even more violent, and it was suppressing Jiang Chang'an's shoulders from the top of his head, and as soon as he could evacuate, his entire body was thrown to the ground by the golden light town, stirring up a puff of smoke and dust.

The faces of Situ Yuning and Lu Qinghan were all impatient and worried, and their hearts tightened, the threat brought by this Xuanyuan Demon Suppression Umbrella was no weaker than that of Mo Guzi.

"Up!"

There was an angry shout in the smoke and dust on the ground.