Mo Caiwei saw that the nirvana heavenly thunder flashing on the blue thunderball was about to dissipate, knowing that the drop immortal was about to be born, she was happy between her eyebrows, and a cyan star smile quietly appeared on Bai Zheyu's face.

"The Nirvana Heavenly Thunder has dissipated, and the Drop Immortal must have been born in the Thunder Ball, and now whoever can drop blood to recognize the Lord is the master of the Drop Immortal, and can command the Drop Immortal!"

Many scattered monks saw Mo Caiwei sweeping in the direction of the crystal star coffin, their faces changed, and they immediately woke up from the shock, and shouted at the altar, realizing that the dripping immortals were going to recognize the lord, they immediately swarmed towards the altar like carnivorous bees in the deep cracks of the bamboo.

"Sure enough, people die for money, and birds die for food!"

Mo Xinsang, Ye Wuming and Wu Liang under the altar saw that these people had lost their minds in front of interests again, sighed lightly, and were not ambiguous, and swept towards the altar with the Yuan Ding Pill, respectively, and stopped most of the scattered monks.

"If you are obsessed with it again, then we will not be so polite, have you forgotten who helped you just under the thunder of Nirvana?"

Ye Wuming was the first to fly onto the altar with the bronze Yuan Ding, his Confucian clothes fluttering, full of a Confucian righteousness, with a flick of his hands, he held the Tianma earth hammer and quickly smashed it towards the many scattered monks, and one by one the Pegasus appeared from the sky, flashing with a brilliant cyan glow.

The heavenly horses were soaring, the air was silent, Ye Wuming did not kill all those crazy scattered people, but only smashed the soul soldiers of a few people, and forced some of the scattered people who flew to retreat.

"Hmph, Ye Wuming, you saved us before, and now we sell your face and don't rob Di Xian, we can be regarded as even!"

Seeing that Ye Wuming did not kill him, and that he had been rescued by him when the Nirvana Heavenly Thunder was smashed before, some scattered people were moved, so they stopped what they were doing and retreated from the altar.

"Thank you!" Ye Wuming saw that those scattered people were also people who knew how to repay their kindness, so he thanked them lightly, and swept towards those scattered people who still wanted to snatch the Di Immortals, stopping them in front of him, trying to persuade them to retreat.

Who knew that these scattered people not only did not stop the movements in their hands, but instead used their spiritual soldiers to attack him even faster: "Hmph, Ye Wuming, you just saved a lot of scattered people, and we also think you are a good man, but just let us give up snatching Di Xian, it's too child's play!"

The scattered monks all live on the edge of the knife, not to mention life and death, and the head is also pinned to the waist, where can they compromise so easily.

Bang bang!

The air trembled violently, all kinds of magical spiritual power erupted coldly, and all kinds of strange spiritual weapons slammed towards Ye Wuming, and the entire altar was instantly shrouded in a layer of bloody murderous aura, as if a melee was about to break out in an instant.

"There is so much nonsense with them, whoever dares to fly over the altar will be killed!"

Mo Xinsang and Wu Liang leaped over the high platform at the same time, their postures were elegant, and they fell into Ye Wuming's side with the wind, their faces were fierce and decisive, and the three of them stood against each other, forming horns.

Mo Xinsang and Wu Liang's eyes were as cold as lightning, and a fierce cyan murderous intent shot out of their eyes, neither of them was kind-hearted, and they didn't mind killing all the offenders.

Bang!

Countless loud noises exploded from the periphery of the altar, and there were six people standing proudly in the air, the peak of the imperial god, the pill of the star, and most of the scattered monks fought together, green smoke was everywhere, blood mist was swirling, and the battle situation was extremely cruel.

With a snort, a yellow-orange arc of light swept over the altar, there were many people with great strength, there were three hardcover figures, seeing the opportunity, they dodged the obstruction of Ye Wuming and others, and flew directly over the altar and attacked Mo Caiwei fiercely.

"Hmph, if you want to snatch the drop immortal, you have to pass my level first!"

Chu Ge stood on the altar, the corners of his mouth snorted coldly, he had just given up his life, and he had obviously not recovered to his best condition, but she looked at Yiren behind her, and still chose to block the front.

Stuffing a few Qi Returning Pills into his mouth, Chu Ge tried his best to recover the lost pulse qi in his body, and after losing the Yuan Shen Kun corpse, he was just a mid-level spiritual cultivator in the Open Pulse Realm, and the breath on his body was extremely thin.

"Hahaha... I don't know what to call a kid! Without the corpse puppet of the Yuan Shen Realm to rely on, you are just an ant to be slaughtered!"

Three of these six people were cultivators of the Soul Refining Realm, and three of them were cultivators of the Soul Melting Realm, and when they saw that Chu Ge, a kid from the Open Pulse Realm, dared to stop him, he couldn't help but laugh wildly, his eyes full of contemptuous disdain.

Seeing everyone's contempt, Chu Ge didn't care too much, his face was still flat, there was indeed a big gap between the monks of the Open Pulse Realm and the Soul Refining and Soul Melting Realm, he just smiled lightly, and quickly took out several orange corpse talismans from the Qiankun bag and flew towards the Nine Corpses Coffin,

"Make a move!" Chu Ge said lightly, and with a sigh, red-orange thunder and lightning surrounded the body of the boat, and nine heavenly thunder corpses rushed out from the coffin behind him, forming a purple qi Heavenly Thunder Nine Corpses Array.

With both hands pinching, the nine Heavenly Fire Talismans appeared in his hands, flashing with yellow-white runes Lingyuan, Chu Ge stepped on the Seven Star Steps, his sword pointed at the Nine Heavens, and the Heavenly Thunder Fire Talisman in his hand burned extremely quickly, and a strange thunderbolt came out of the talisman and flew down into the Heavenly Thunder Array.

"Nine corpses devouring thunder, sword set nine days!"

Chu Ge squinted coldly, pinched the Heavenly Thunder Technique with both hands, recited the Heavenly Thunder Mantra, and with a snort, the thunderclouds of thunder and lightning above the corpse array covered the heavens and the earth, and the rune light turned into heavenly fire and quickly fell into the array.

Bang!

A brilliant red thunderbolt split out of the thundercloud and fell into the nine corpses, for a while, the black clouds and thunder shrouded, and the nine corpses sucked the thunder, emitting a roar like a green dragon, surrounded by layers of thunder and lightning, exuding a bloody and terrifying aura.

The nine corpses rotated, hugging into a group, transforming into one to nine corpse thunder swords, containing heavenly might, Chu Ge saw that the nine corpse thunder techniques were successfully performed, jumped up in the air, held the heavenly thunder corpse sword, and slashed at the heads of the six scattered people.

With the power of a sword, the color of heaven and earth changed, and endless corpse qi filled the air...

"Be careful, try your best to stop him, this technique is a bit weird, don't underestimate the enemy!"

The leading one of the scattered people was a cultivator at the peak of the Soul Fusion Realm, and he was experienced in dealing with the enemy, although he couldn't see that Chu Ge was performing the supreme corpse technique, but he also knew that this technique was somewhat powerful, and he gently ordered the three scattered cultivators in front of him to refine the soul realm, and then took the other two scattered people and flew towards the middle of the altar at great speed.

In the eyes of these scattered people, Ren Chuge was using He Demon Technique, a kid from the Pulse Opening Realm, even if he had supreme supernatural powers, he could not be the opponent of the three soul refining cultivators.

......

In the middle of the altar, the stars and green frost fluttered, Mo Caiwei stood proudly in the sky, stepping on the crystal star coffin, beside her, the blue thunder light, tightly wrapped, flashing bright blue starlight, looked like a golden cicada surrounded by spiritual mist and green clouds, was in the silkworm chrysalis, waiting to be shelled.

Seeing that there were three scattered people from the Soul Fusion Realm attacking her with three yellow-green spirit pills, Mo Caiwei only smiled lightly, and she didn't know what she had experienced in the crystal star coffin, the injuries she had suffered before seemed to dissipate without a trace in this moment.

"Dare to covet my family's dripping immortals, die!"

Mo Caiwei's eyebrows were cold, a cold fierce killing machine flashed from her Ming Feng eyes, her heart was ruthless, her hands were condensed in her hands, and a cyan Aries Lingyuan quickly slapped into the crystal ball, and a cyan snow dragon flew out of the crystal ball directly, flashing with starflower puppet light, and bit away at the three of them.

Behind the snow dragon, countless snowflakes fell into a mountain bridge galaxy, and a Ding snow furnace the size of a mountain flew out of the snowflakes, exuding a heavy feeling of coldness, which seemed to be able to freeze everything.

Bang bang bang!

The yellow-green turtle patterns cracked extremely quickly in the golden pill, Mo Caiwei recovered the power of the star element, her strength was extremely strong, she was decisive in her own killing, and she would use most of the power of the star sacrifice with just one blow.

"This Mo Caiwei, she actually regained her strength? Or did she pretend to be injured..."

I only felt a heart-pounding pain in my soul, the spatial power of the primordial god, how could it be that the power of the beast spirit of the spirit pill could compete, and before the three people of the Soul Fusion Realm could react, they found that they seemed to be imprisoned by an inexplicable spatial power and could not move.

Bang bang bang!

The three demon beast pills were smashed by the Ding Blood Furnace at the same time, and the yellow-green pill skin was broken into a ball, and before it fell to the ground, it was frozen into slag by the snowflakes and frost in the sky, and then, the flesh of the three people exploded at the same time, and the souls flew away.

"Hmph!

Mo Caiwei indifferently glanced at the demon beast Pills scattered into ice, as well as the three scattered people whose flesh exploded, and a terrible cold light erupted from her cold and glamorous phoenix eyes, and then, she snorted coldly, her body flew around, and she fled towards the blue thunderball in the middle of the altar.

Dazzling blue spiritual light erupted from the thunderball, and the purple Nirvana Heavenly Thunder was completely absorbed and exhausted by the thunderball, and the nine-sided thunder petals fell off in the air like a blooming lotus flower, flashing thunder and fire.

Through the reflection of the thunder from the sky, you can vaguely see a blue figure flashing in it, which is very strange...

Seeing this, Mo Caiwei's beautiful eyes were like flowers, and a joyful smile appeared on her pretty face, and she slowly escaped into the blue thunderball with the Ding Xue Furnace.

Just when the thunderball fell off halfway and was about to catch a glimpse of the true face of Dixian Lushan...

The earth-shaking twilight has appeared!

Five brilliant sword lights suddenly descended from the sky, bursts of cyan spatial power surged in mid-air, and the entire altar was static and frozen for a moment, and then it shook violently, and a cyan crack was violently torn from mid-air...

The figures of the five Taoist priests dressed as stepping on a cyan streamer quickly flew out of the cracks, and their posture was as elegant as water, like birds flying in the blue sky in the wind.

"Di Xian can't be born, once such a peerless beast is born, it will definitely disturb the peace of my God's Southern Region, and the lives will be ruined!"

The person who fell first on the altar was dressed in a gray sword robe, with a burly figure, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a square face, firelight eyes, and golden wind legs.

At the moment when the gray-clothed man landed, the four people behind him also stepped into the altar in the air, landing silently, exuding a burst of cyan spatial fluctuations all over his body, and the surrounding air instantly froze, and at first glance, he was a Yuan Shen Realm monk with transcendent strength.