The body of the immortal was restored to its original state, and the surrounding heart magic bodies were all gone.

Exhaled softly, the power of oppression like a nightmare was instantly far away from the free immortality.

With Immortal Care's gaze, he glanced at the cultivators around him, and a woman in a colorful dress appeared in his sight.

With the fall of cultivators one by one, Yan Hongling was also trapped in the demon realm like those cultivators, and her body was already scarred.

"Miss Yan, don't do it!"

With a flick of the fingertips of the free immortal golden finger, a thunderbolt of lightning passed through the space and landed on the back of Yan Hongling's heart.

Yan Hongling's delicate body suddenly paused, as if she had suffered an electric shock, and suddenly stopped shooting, and the empty contact lenses slowly turned around and landed on the body of the free immortal.

"Come to me!"

With a move of the palm of Xiaoyao Changsheng's hand, Yan Hongling's figure was wrapped in a thunder and lightning energy crystal wall, and pulled into the thunder and lightning world where Xiaoyao Changsheng was located.

Falling by the side of Xiaoyao Changsheng, Xiaoyao Changsheng hurriedly stepped forward and sealed the blood flowing from the place where Yan Hongling was injured.

Being hit hard by the thunder and lightning, coupled with the shielding and isolation of the thunder and lightning world, finally made Yan Hongling raise her head, and a touch of doubt slowly appeared in the eyes of the six gods and no masters.

There was doubt in his heart, which showed that Yan Hongling had a sign of recovery, and with a flick of his fingers, wisps of thunder and lightning energy factors drilled into Yan Hongling's body acupoints.

After a long time, Yan Hongling's delicate body trembled, as if she had just woken up from a big dream, and the godlessness in the contact lenses began to become spiritual.

"What's going on?"

Yan Hongling looked at the free immortal in confusion.

Xiaoyao Changsheng simply told Yan Hongling some of the situation.

"It's dangerous, thank you!"

After Yan Hongling listened, she couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief in shock.

"Miss Yan, let me take you out of the demon realm. ”

After Xiaoyao Changsheng finished speaking, he fell by Xi Yao Qing'e's side and began to protect Xi Yao Qing'e.

After seeing the whole process of killing the Heart Demon Body of Xiao Yao Immortal, Xi Yao Qing'e concocted it in the same way, opened all the energy guards, and let the Heart Demon Body attack one by one.

Forcibly endured the severe pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and at the insistence of Xi Yao Qing'e, one by one the heart demon bodies appeared to kill themselves.

By the time the last heart magic body disappeared, Xi Yao Qing'e was already drenched in sweat and pale, as if she had experienced a trip to purgatory.

Sou!

Seeing Xi Yao Qing'e walking out of the demon realm and enjoying her immortal figure, she landed beside Yan Hongling without hesitation and began to protect Yan Hongling.

Learning from Xi Yao Qing'e's way, Yan Hongling also began the process of destroying the Demon Realm.

The whole process lasted for a stick of incense, and finally let Yan Hongling come out of the demon realm without danger.

On the lotus stone platform, the figures of Xiaoyao Changsheng, Xi Yao Qing'e and Yan Hongling flew down, as if they were far away from the devil, avoiding those lotus stone platforms.

Those lotus stone platforms actually brought cultivators into the demon realm one by one, and began endless self-killing.

Looking at the large number of cultivators who had fallen on the lotus stone platform, such a scene would make people shudder when they thought about it.

These cultivators, whether they are human races or foreign races, have not passed on the way to crack to them, and thousands of cultivators, even if he wants to, he can't save them.

What's more, these cultivators are all rivals who are eyeing each other, there is no need for Xiaoyao Changsheng to save them, if it weren't for Yan Hongling's kindness to help Xiaoyao Changsheng, Xiaoyao Changsheng would not have reached out to her.

In a world where strength is respected, the natural law of the jungle is the only law of survival at any time and in any place.

"Let's go. ”

Glancing at those cultivators who had fallen and those who were about to fall, Xiao Yao Changsheng waved his hand towards Xi Yao Qing'e and Yan Hongling, and took the lead in walking forward.

Those lotus stone platforms, it seems that the farther away from them is the better, but I am afraid that those later cultivators will also be brought into the demon realm by those lotus stone platforms.

Of the thousands of cultivators, only three people walked out, and Yan Hongling looked at the back of Xiaoyao Changsheng, and couldn't help but be deeply curious about Xiaoyao Changsheng.

However, Yan Hongling did not ask about Xiaoyao Changsheng, she knew that if she wanted to truly understand Xiaoyao Changsheng, it would take more than a day or two.

Those cultivators who walked in through the other entrances should have escaped this calamity.

However, in this place full of dangers, even if they escape this catastrophe, there will be other catastrophes waiting for them.

When he arrives at this place, even if he is in camp step by step, it will be frightening step by step, and no one knows what kind of fate will greet him in front of him.

On the ground, the march of the three people seemed lonely and small in the huge world, and the figures they occasionally saw flashed away in front of them, and they didn't even look at them.

Those cultivators should have come from dangerous places again and again, and they came to this place with nine deaths, so naturally they would not waste their time on these useless things.

Along the way, the three of them basically rarely spoke, they were all hurrying away, occasionally talking and laughing, just boring to pass the time.

After walking for a few hours, a vague outline appeared in the space in the distance.

"What's that?"

Looking at that phantom, Xi Yao Qing'e and Yan Hongling almost covered their mouths in unison and exclaimed, because that thing was too big, big enough to deceive the sky.

Suddenly, the three of them quickened their pace and quickly approached the phantom.

"No, that's a big ding?"

As the footsteps of the free immortal approached, in their sight, the blurred shadow gradually became clear, it turned out to be a bronze giant tripod.

The bronze giant tripod that reaches to the sky, the three legs standing between heaven and earth, like the pillar of optimus, go up into the blue sky and go down to the yellow spring, the square tripod body, as if a small world that has been carried.

"No, is this the ancestor's sacrificial treasure?"

Approaching, under the bronze giant tripod, there were already standing cultivators, and they looked at the bronze giant tripod and let out a sound of admiration.

In front of the bronze giant ding, even those tall alien people looked as small as ants.

Whether it is on the top of the body or the feet, it is covered with countless lines, runes and imprints, releasing wisps of mysterious energy, causing the scenery of the surrounding space to appear inexplicably magical.

The huge bronze giant tripod stands quietly between heaven and earth, and the wisps of clouds and breeze seem to begin to become agile when passing by the bronze giant tripod.

This bronze giant tripod is like a heaven and earth, compared to the Shennong Baoding of the Shennong clan, I don't know how many times bigger, just a tripod, it is also incomparable to Shennong Baoding.

Under the entire bronze giant tripod, Xiao Yao Immortal glanced at those cultivators, there were about a hundred or so people.

Such a number was really incomparable to the thousands at the beginning, but these surviving cultivators, although they had restrained their energy aura, had a much stronger strength than those cultivators before.

"Looks like we'll have to break through again to get to the next dimension. ”

Looking up at the bronze giant tripod filled with an ancient aura, the heartbeat of the cultivators couldn't help but speed up a little.

However, faintly, an uneasy aura pressed towards their primordial souls.

This kind of uneasiness has made the heart of the free and immortal life also appear a slightly turbulent scene.

WhewW......

Just when all the cultivators felt the uneasy aura rushing to their faces, above the bronze giant ding, the wind and clouds suddenly rose, and from those lines, runes, and imprints, wisps of ghostly light flashed.

Those ghostly lights converged towards the center of the body, and in the surprised gazes of all the cultivators, they condensed into three old figures.

The appearance of the three figures caused the space around the bronze giant tripod to fluctuate violently, and the cyan brilliance spread out in all directions with vitality.

The three figures, levitating condescendingly, stared at the cultivators below with expressionless faces.

"Guardian Saint!"

After a bit of sluggishness, an old man finally exclaimed a name.

"We are not guardians, we are the 'guardians' of the 'Simu Yuanding'. ”

One of the old figures spat out a voice that didn't have any emotion downward.

It turned out that the bronze giant tripod was called Simu Yuanding, and the three energy bodies turned out to be the guardians of the Simu Yuanding Instrument Spirit.

Hulala......

All the cultivators retreated a distance of dozens of meters like a tide, and then they stopped, looking at the guardian envoy above Simu Yuanding with terrifying eyes.

The energy aura of those guardian envoys, even if they were far apart, still caused their energy qi sea to be oppressed, and the entire breath became unsmooth.

Three figures, three martial saints, although the lineup is simple, the energy coercion makes all the cultivators bow their heads.

The three Instrument Spirit Guardian Envoys showed such strength, and if Simu Yuanding's Instrument Spirit appeared, I am afraid that few of the cultivators present would be able to resist his slap.

At the beginning, the Xuanyuan clan was because of the Xuanyuan Sword's spirit, and the entire Xuanyuan clan was beaten up, and in the end, the Xuanyuan Clan was allowed to control the Xuanyuan Divine Sword and leave the Xuanyuan Clan.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, the footsteps of the immortal were free, and he retreated a distance again without a trace, and the machine spirit guardian who appeared in front of him, even if all the people were united, would not be their opponent.

Martial saint-like characters are the existence of this world that is about to reach the peak of strength, even in the primeval era when there were many strong people, they can also have a status above ten thousand people under one person.

In the face of the unattainable Instrument Spirit Guardian, some cultivators couldn't help but have a heart of retreat, as if behind Simu Yuan Ding, there was a demon that devoured the Yuan Soul.

"Since you're here, don't go!"

As if he had seen through the thoughts of those cultivators, the voice of another guardian was blowing down like a light wind.