When the Immortal Monarch heard Wen Chunxiang's words, his face suddenly became as cold as ice, and the immortal qi around him also became dull with his might.

Wen Chunxiang frowned slightly, but when he got a little closer to the little monk, he felt that this kind of oppression actually had no effect.

"Want my life? Hahahaha. The Immortal Monarch of the Void laughed in a low voice, and finally laughed out loud, "How many years, I haven't heard anyone say that I want my life for a long time!" Looking at you, maybe you don't even know what the Immortal Monarch represents, newcomer? ”

"How don't you know?" Wen Chunxiang pursed his lips, "The so-called Immortal Monarch, isn't it the lord who is embraced by the Immortal Domain?" I heard that even if there are a few heavens apart, the leylines will ferry the immortal qi in the immortal realm to the immortal monarch fighting method for use. The leylines are immortal, the immortal monarch is immortal, that's what you want to say. ”

But even if this immortal emperor is an immortal in this immortal realm, he doesn't dare to say that he is immortal, let alone an immortal monarch?

"Not bad." The Immortal Monarch of the Void raised his head quite proudly, "Even if Nanming drives me out of the Immortal Domain, he will not be able to take my life, because I am already the master of another Immortal Realm, and I am still the Immortal Monarch." As long as I'm still an immortal, he can't kill me. ”

"Really?" Wen Chunxiang looked at the proud appearance of the Immortal Monarch of the Wasteless, and suddenly interjected and said, "But look, isn't the top level of this Embroidered Gold Auspicious Flower Immortal Monarch also dead?" What about the Immortal Monarch, the Immortal Monarch can't die? ”

"It's not up to you to decide whether you die or not." Wu Huang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a golden flash immediately rose under his feet.

The halo swayed from under the feet of the Immortal Monarch of the Void, and it seemed to be very soft, but Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong, who were reliable, clearly felt a strong sense of oppression.

The two of them are only immortal-level cultivators, but the person in front of them is an immortal monarch.

Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang are confident that they can kill a Da Luo Jin Immortal when they join forces, but they don't necessarily have the confidence to be able to kill an Immortal Monarch.

Unless, he wields the red bead.

"Senior, I'll come."

Xie Zhenghong's voice sounded in Wen Chunxiang's mind, and before Wen Chunxiang could react, Xie Zhenghong had already turned into a white light and flew towards the Immortal Monarch of the Void.

"Little monk!"

Wen Chunxiang shouted, and then flew towards the Immortal Monarch of the Wasteless.

Just kidding, how can such an opponent be solved by the little monk alone?

"I can't help myself!" The Immortal Monarch of the Wild Wilderness snorted, secretly urging the divine light under his feet in his heart, determined to give these two newcomers a little bit of power. I saw that the divine light under the feet of the Immortal Monarch suddenly burst out, and with a "boom" turned into thousands of starlights, constantly scattered around the air.

Before Xie Zhenghong could get closer, he saw that the closest point of light to him suddenly turned into a long sword and slashed directly at him.

Rumble!

A bottomless groove appeared on the ground, startling countless dusts.

Xie Zhenghong was able to avoid it, and the next moment, those points of light turned into various other weapons and attacked Xie Zhenghong.

A slight smile appeared on the face of the Immortal Monarch of the Void. He didn't even need to make any moves, just a turn of his mind, and these immortal soldiers could attack back and forth according to his thoughts. If it's just because these immortal soldiers can only attack, it would be a big mistake.

Fine sweat gradually broke out on Xie Zhenghong's calm face, and the movements of dodging back and forth began to become sluggish.

In addition to attacking, these immortal soldiers can also absorb the free immortal qi in the air, and even as long as the distance between them and Xie Zhenghong is not more than ten zhang, they can slowly devour Xie Zhenghong's own immortal qi. Such a method is really incredible, but the Immortal Monarch of Wuhuang uses it very handy.

If it weren't for the fact that Xie Zhenghong was still in the protection period of the newcomer, the Immortal Monarch of Wuhuang would not need to use such a time-consuming and laborious method at all, and he would not be able to resist it at all. It's a pity that they still have a talisman on their bodies, and the Immortal Monarch of the Void can only take his time like this.

This protection agreement in the fairy world is to protect the immortals who have just ascended, but if the other party is not even an immortal, it is naturally not protected by this treaty.

The immortal soldiers of the Immortal Monarch of the Void all came from an immortal weapon in his hand that was close to the sixth grade-the Moisturizing Matter Heji Fan.

This fan was obtained by the Immortal Monarch of the Infinite Wilderness by chance, and after many years of refining, it can be refined, and now in his hands, he can also practice the power of the six-grade immortal weapon. But Wuhuang Immortal Jun thinks that this fan is definitely more than this grade, on the contrary, it may be higher, but he can't cultivate it now, and it is difficult to control it. This fan can be ever-changing, dividing all kinds of immortal soldiers to fight the enemy, and it can also absorb the opponent's immortal energy to reduce the opponent's strength. When the Immortal Monarch of the Void had just been refined, he had tried to devour the immortal qi of a Great Luo Golden Immortal to the level of only the Heavenly Immortals.

This fan is naturally the treasure at the bottom of the box of the Immortal Monarch of the Wasteless.

It's really a waste to deal with such two little newcomers.

Wuhuang Immortal Jun thought of this with regret as he turned his head to avoid Wen Chunxiang's attack. At the same time, several knives flew out of the sleeves of the Immortal Monarch of the Wasteless, and the magic weapon that concealed the aura on Wen Chunxiang's body was instantly pierced!

Suddenly, the aura of spirituality came to my face.

"Devotional?" The Immortal Monarch's eyes lit up, "Are you a person from the Spiritual Heavenly Palace?" No, no, you don't have the mark of a spiritual heavenly palace on you. ”

The Immortal Monarch of the Infinite Wilderness had made a move on the people of the Spiritual Heavenly Palace before, and he was also in cahoots with a monk of the Spiritual Heavenly Palace, so he naturally knew what characteristics the monks of the Spiritual Heavenly Palace would have? In other words, it is very likely that this monk in front of him is a heavenly and earthly treasure incarnation, but he has not registered in the Spiritual Heavenly Palace.

In other words, it's a great tonic to deliver to your door!

"Haha, God help me!"

If before, the Immortal Monarch of the Wasteless Realm was still a little cautious about asking these two newcomers to endure hardships and take them under his command, then now he has completely changed this idea.

Aren't these two Taoist couples?

Just right.

Catch one and threaten one.

Since Wen Chunxiang is a spiritual cultivator, he can't eat him in one go, on the contrary, he only eats a little at a time, and now he can last a long time. Killing chickens and taking eggs is not a matter until the last moment, and the Immortal King of the Wild Wilderness disdains to do it.

No wonder Nan Ming and Feng Wu both accepted these two people, causing him to think that these two newcomers had good potential and qualifications, it turned out that one of them was an unregistered spiritual cultivator?

No wonder Nan Ming was willing to give them even such a valuable immortal mansion? I guess he is here to grow better for this spiritual practice!

It's a pity that this secret was still discovered by him, and the two of them made a wedding dress for themselves.

Wuhuang thinks that he has figured out the key clearly, and he is even more excited and can't help himself.

This made him happier than he was better than Feng Wu and Nan Ming.

Thinking of this, the Immortal Monarch of the Void was unwilling to bother with anything Xie Zhenghong, on the contrary, the lone spiritual cultivator in front of him was the one he had to catch!

Wen Chunxiang suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

Now that he has no demonic energy to protect himself, and he has no cultivation to compete with the Immortal Monarch of the Void, he has almost no power to fight back in the face of such an opponent.

The hand of the Immortal Monarch of the Void followed Wen Chunxiang like a shadow.

No matter how he dodged, how he dodged, he couldn't escape.

"Little Spirit, you better stay!"

Wuhuang Xianjun suddenly clenched his fingers, and Wen Chunxiang felt that something seemed to be binding him behind him, and his body retreated uncontrollably, getting closer and closer to Wuhuang Xianjun.

"Why bother running so hard?" The Immortal Monarch shook his head and sighed, "You little cultivators, if you want to escape from the old man, you will have to practice for thousands of years, to say the least. Don't worry, the old man won't kill you. ”

Wen Chunxiang heard Wuhuang Immortal Jun speak so seemingly "gently", and he was almost disgusted and almost vomited blood.

"Heh, if you don't kill me, don't you want to eat me?" Wen Chunxiang sneered.

"How can this be said to be eating?" Wuhuang Immortal Jun interrupted Wen Chunxiang's words with a smile, "At best, it can only be regarded as helping each other." Every time you give me a petal or a few leaves, when I absorb it well, it will naturally be good to you and your fellow Taoists. Fighting and killing hurt feelings, since you didn't go to the Spiritual Heavenly Palace to register, and you still concealed your identity so far, it must be to be with your Taoist companion. If you don't think about yourself, you should think about your fellow Taoists. ”

After speaking, the Immortal Monarch's mind moved, and the immortal soldiers who had originally attacked Xie Zhenghong suddenly stopped.

Xie Zhenghong was already full of wolves.

Wen Chunxiang saw the wound on Xie Zhenghong's face, and gritted his teeth with hatred, "You dare to hurt him?" ”

He has cared for Xie Zhenghong for so many years, and he hasn't said a few words, but how dare this old thief deal with his little monk like this?

This is the Immortals?

This is the Immortal Monarch who is high above?

"Well, how can this be considered an injury?" The Immortal Monarch of the Void was "kind" and persuaded him, "The old man has stopped the attack. If you don't want to cooperate, then the next thing is an injury! ”

How nice.

The more this little spiritual cultivator cared about his Dao companion, the more beneficial it would be to the Immortal Monarch of the Void.

As for the glimmer of danger in his heart, he was completely left behind by the Immortal Monarch of the Void. Compared to being able to get a spiritual plant, compared to being able to defeat Nanming and Fengwu at the same time, what can this sense of danger be?

"Here, let me try what kind of breed you are?" A knife suddenly appeared in the heart of Wuhuang's hand, with a self-righteous smile on his face, but his eyes were full of impatient longing and greed.

He didn't ask the other party to be a treasure that could prolong his life for tens of thousands of years with one bite, but it was enough to help him break through the current Immortal Monarch Fifth Layer.

Cut a piece of his flesh and blood first, taste the taste, and replenish the vitality he had lost before, so that he could know how to maximize the spiritual benefits in front of him! Come to think of it, there must be quite a few immortal monarchs who are willing to share such a spiritual cultivation with him!

Hey!

If it weren't for the fact that there was a Spirit Emperor in the Heavenly Palace of Spiritual Cultivation, what other ten protectors would protect those spiritual cultivations tightly, why would they be so eager for spiritual cultivation? In the past, those spiritual practices blossomed and bore fruit, and the faded branches and leaves and fruits could not be exchanged for a bunch of treasures, but now, such a lonely spiritual practice fell into his own hands? And Fengwu Nanming's immortal realm will soon be in his pocket.

is so smooth that it almost makes Wu Shui forget the crisis that has been haunting him.

"Don't worry, my knife is a third-grade immortal weapon, it will definitely not make you feel pain, and even your wound will be restored soon, ensuring that no blood will be wasted." Wuhuang played with the dagger in his hand and laughed softly.

Wen Chunxiang kept struggling, trying to break free.

He couldn't tell the other party what kind of breed he was, because Wuhuang didn't know his identity, so he stopped and continued to attack the little monk, and they still had the size to negotiate. But if he lets this Wuhuang know that he is just a black peony that has no effect, then he is very likely to be unfavorable to the little monk in a fit of anger!

But now that he can't move, how can he take out the red beads and not let the other party avoid them?

Wen Chunxiang's mind instantly turned countless plans, but Wu Huang's hand holding the knife was still getting closer and closer to him.

The immortal qi in the air suddenly froze.

Wen Chunxiang seemed to notice something, his eyes widened slightly, and his face seemed to be very surprised.

"You're trying to fool me with this little trick?" Wu Huang secretly laughed, not taking Wen Chunxiang's strange appearance in his eyes at all. These little means, they were almost out of use 10,000 years ago.

"Little ...... Little monk? ”

The knife in Wuhuang's hand was about to touch Wen Chunxiang, when suddenly a deep coolness came from behind him.

It was as if he were a weed shivering in the wind, unable to resist such an overwhelming force.

How...... What's going on?

Can't move your body?

He's an immortal, who can make him look like this?

The cold sweat without waste "brushed" came down.

He sensed something was wrong.

He finally understood what was strange before Wen Chunxiang?

The sense of crisis in his heart finally broke out completely at this moment, menacing, and wiped out the luck and arrogance in Wuhuang's heart. How can it be? There were only three of them here, and who else could there be behind him except for a monk who was not looked at by him?

"Amitabha."

Wuhuang seemed to hear a small sigh from the person behind him.

What is he sighing, is it a person from the Buddha realm?

Before Wu Huang had time to think about it, he saw a golden Buddha handprint on his chest.

The immortal qi in his body seemed to be sucked away by something, and it quickly converged towards the place where the Buddha mudra was, and at the same time, the area of this Buddha mudra was getting bigger and bigger, gradually spreading to his whole body.

"Something...... Good to discuss! ”

Wuhuang finally felt scared.

Even if he was defeated by Nanming Immortal Jun back then, he only felt shame and never felt afraid. From the time he had the strength of the Immortal Monarch level, in the first twenty heavens, he could be called the smiling and proud of the smiling side. How many years has he not tasted such fear?

But he was really afraid.

What's behind it?

Who the hell is coming?

A hand suddenly appeared in front of the Immortal Monarch's eyes.

That hand was beautiful, and there wasn't even a single blemish on it.

Wuhuang's eyes gradually widened, he may not know who the owner of this hand is, but he knows the sleeves that are exposed on this hand. Not only did he know, but he had just fought with the owner of this sleeve, and the owner of this sleeve was beaten by him without the power to fight back.

After all, the other party is just a newcomer.

But now, it was the hand of such a newcomer who pulled Wen Chunxiang in front of him.

Wuhuang's consciousness began to be a little unconscious.

There seemed to be countless voices circling in his ears, and he saw countless lotus ponds, precious stones, golden beads, beautiful cranes, reflecting each other and intertwining with each other, just like the legendary Pure Land, without troubles or sorrows.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a murmur coming from behind him.

"Senior, no one wants to hurt you."

Ling Cheng looked at Feng Wu in front of him, who had always refused to admit defeat or back down, and was about to break his brain.

He has always admired such juniors, unswerving, single-minded and not afraid of power, how to look at how excellent. However, if such an excellent junior stops in front of him and doesn't listen to anything, he won't be cute at all.

"Are you still refusing to admit defeat?" Lingcheng helplessly raised his forehead.

At this time, the fairy sword in Feng Wu's hand had been broken in two, and he himself was kneeling on one knee, almost unable to stand up.

But even so, Feng Wu still refused to let him go.

"Which Immortal Emperor are you?" Feng Wu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Lingcheng with a stern expression, "The dignified Immortal Emperor-level cultivator ran to us little heavy heavens, why?" ”

Feng Wu is naturally not the kind of person who takes cultivation as a theory.

Even the Immortal Emperor is divided into circumstances.

Who can guarantee that the Immortal Emperor will not harm one party and will not do bad things?

"No matter which Immortal Emperor it is, it actually has nothing to do with you." Ling Cheng shook his head and persuaded with good words, "If it weren't for my mercy, do you think you would still be able to talk to me like this in peace?" ”

"I appreciate your mercy, but you haven't answered my question yet." Feng Wu didn't give an inch, "The timing of your arrival coincided, I have to guard against it." ”

He knew very well what kind of person the Immortal Monarch was, after all, they had also been neighbors for many years. But Feng Wu knew Wu Huang, and he definitely didn't have the courage to do anything to involve the Spiritual Heavenly Palace in their struggle. An accidental, waiting for the Immortal Monarch of the Wasteless is the soul scattered? If it was to blame the trouble, he could completely pick a few powerful Immortal Monarch's sons and nephews, and he didn't have to provoke the Spirit Emperor who was out of reach for them.

In these thirty-three heavens, there are almost 1,800 known immortal monarchs, large and small.

Don't look at the 1,800 lots, in fact, compared to these ascended immortals, it is simply pitiful.

Every year, there are hundreds of thousands of immortals who fly up in the four ascension pools alone, and the immortals have a long lifespan, and almost all of them can survive peacefully without any major events happening and not mixing with some deaths. In addition, the immortals in some sect groups have married each other as Taoist couples, and many second-generation immortals have been born, and the number of people is even larger.

But the Immortal Emperors they knew seemed to be only twenty-three.

On average, there is not one in the sky.

The Spirit Emperor was able to establish a Heavenly Palace and shelter those spiritual cultivators who everyone coveted, precisely because of his otherworldly status.

Where did the Immortal Monarch of the Void come from to dare to provoke the Spirit Emperor?

Only the Immortal Emperor can deal with the Immortal Emperor.

Therefore, behind the Immortal Monarch of Wuhuang, there must be some Immortal Emperor who wants to make a move against the Spiritual Heavenly Palace, and Wuhuang is just one of the pathfinders.

Then the origin of this spiritual city in front of you is worth pondering.

Which side is he on?

If he was on the Spirit Emperor's side, then he should be very angry when he knew that the Immortal Monarch of Wuhuang had seriously injured the spiritual cultivation of the Heavenly Palace, and he would never be so calm. Therefore, Feng Wu ruled out the possibility that Lingcheng was an immortal on the side of the Spirit Emperor.

One wrong answer is ruled out, and the rest is naturally the correct answer.

Feng Wu's thinking cannot be miscalculated, and it can even be said to be meticulous.

It's a pity that Fengwu didn't know that Lingcheng was here, specifically for Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong, and that Wuhuang was just in passing. Feng Wu got the wrong priority, and the answer he came up with was naturally diametrically opposite.

"You don't need to know which side I am." Ling Cheng stretched out his hand and touched Feng Wu's forehead.

"Actually, I still appreciate you, but it's a pity that I don't have time for you now." The Spirit Emperor shook his head, looked into the distance and said with a smile, "There seems to be a little contradiction on either side." I've been following them for so long, and it's finally time to wrap up. ”

"You're going to ...... Do...... Do what? Feng Wu felt that his body was very heavy, and his eyelids were not under his control, and the whole person was drowsy.

"There are some things that you still don't remember." Emperor Ling smiled at Fengwu, "When you become an Immortal Emperor, you will know." ”

The last picture left in Feng Wu's eyes was a calm smile on Emperor Ling's face.

Feng Wu fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up, he would not remember anything.

Ling Cheng glanced at the fairy sword on the ground and the wound on Feng Wu's body, and then wiped it, and soon the fairy sword was restored to its original state, and there was no trace left on Feng Wu's body.

This kind of thing Lingcheng did very easily, and there was no hindrance.

"There's such a big commotion?" Ling Cheng rubbed his eyebrows, "Fortunately, I was quietly on guard when I came in before. ”

The Spirit Emperor glanced up, and a phantom of a golden spirit flower appeared in the sky.

"Even your mind is alarmed, it seems that something terrible has happened." Emperor Ling smiled when he saw the embroidered gold auspicious flowers in the sky, "Don't worry, seeing that we also knew each other many years ago, I can still save your bones." ”

Emperor Ling's figure flashed, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the place where Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong were.

There are all kinds of traces on the ground, and there is also a Buddha power in the air.

This Buddha power is different from the calm and peaceful that the Spirit Emperor felt in the Buddha realm in the past, on the contrary, it has a somewhat violent aura.

But there is not much murder in this violent atmosphere, just pure anger.

Buddhas also get angry.

Emperor Ling's heart suddenly flashed with such a sentence.

Wen Chunxiang in front of him sat on the ground, holding Xie Zhenghong, who had passed out, his face was flat.

"What's going on here?" Emperor Ling saw Wen Chunxiang's appearance at this moment, and asked curiously, "He seems to be out of strength, there is no danger, you can rest assured." ”

Wen Chunxiang didn't look at Emperor Ling, but just quietly looked at Xie Zhenghong lying on his lap. Just when Emperor Ling thought that Wen Chunxiang would not answer, Wen Chunxiang responded, "I understand, he has nothing to do." ”

"There's something weird here." The Spirit Emperor took two steps forward and frowned slightly.

"What the hell do you have?" Emperor Ling sensed the severity of the matter, and what made him feel even more depressed was that Wen Chunxiang, a spiritual cultivator he was optimistic about, had signs of enchantment written on his face.

Even if Wen Chunxiang fell into the Demon Dao and became a demon god in the next moment, the Spirit Emperor would not feel half surprised.

"Wen Chunxiang, do you know that the demon on your face has appeared?"

"Don't worry." Wen Chunxiang raised his head, looked at Emperor Ling and smiled, "As long as the little monk is by my side, I will definitely not fall into the devil." ”