Zhou Zixian swung the huge ink-colored axe in his hand, and it suddenly became as big as the low end of the nine-storied pagoda.

With a bang, the loud bang almost shook the earth, as if a giant bomb had exploded in the air, and then a huge halo appeared in mid-air. The halo, like the sun's corona, looks extremely dazzling.

Even dazzling.

Even though this scene was extremely spectacular, the cultivators below who were sucked back did not think so. The more powerful the scene, the more terrifying it feels!

They found that the strength of this strength was beyond their understanding.

"No!"

"Boss!"

More than a dozen people screamed desperately, trying to resist the powerful attraction.

Although Zhou Zixian slammed the nine-storied pagoda with an axe, trying to make the nine-storied pagoda lose its appeal, this impact only made the nine-storied pagoda fly out for a certain distance. The tremendous tearing force did not disappear because of this.

In mid-air, all of them were blocked by this huge light.

The majestic figure of the nine-storied pagoda is still suspended.

It's chilling.

Zhou Zixian said in a deep voice: "If you want to kill my brother, it depends on whether I agree or not!"

Rumble!

Another huge axe flew out of his hand.

There was a thud and slammed into the nine-storied tower.

Crash!

Dao's huge energy formed like a solid ice cube and fell downward.

There was originally a lot of energy stored in the nine-storied pagoda, but it was struck out by this powerful force and poured down like a flood!

"Nine-storied Pagoda!

Airplanes.

Buzzing......

The nine-storied pagoda suddenly turned golden and white. It's like the sun.

The cultivators below didn't even have the courage to look at it, and they found that this divine object was anything but ordinary, much more terrifying than ordinary divine objects.

They tried to move, only to find that everything around them seemed to be frozen.

"Close!"

The nine-storied pagoda expanded again.

Call!

Covered down.

Almost all the trees and land within a radius of several hundred meters were covered by the nine-storied pagoda.

Only Zhou Zixian flew out of the range where the nine-storied pagoda was located with his powerful cultivation.

"Damn!" Zhou Zixian only scolded secretly after watching his companion being absorbed by the Nine-Storied Pagoda, and did not show much pain.

In a battle of this level, the cultivation of these cultivators would not bring him much help, on the contrary, it would drag him back. Thinking of this, Zhou Zixian felt better in his heart.

Followed by.

Swinging the giant axe in his hand again, he slashed towards Fang Yu.

The shadows of the giant axes formed in the air.

Seeing the huge axe, quickly repaired.

Zhou Zixian said: "Suffer death, your divine object does not have offensive power." It's powerful, but it's not enough in front of me!"

The shadows of dozens of axes merged into one.

Rumble!

"Divine Armor!"

"Big and small!"

"Insight into the wall!"

Fang Yu's eyes seemed to have changed, as if he could see the changes in those axes clearly. The power of the wall insight appeared, and he saw that only one of those shadows was actually true.

Get out of the way!

"Ultimate Realm!"

A blue field of space formed nearby.

The four corners blocked the axe.

Rumble!

The ultimate realm is split!

"Hahahaha...... Not even your ultimate realm can stop my axe!

However, Fang Yu's voice sounded behind him-

"Unfortunately, I'm not in the field. ”

"What ?!!"

Zhou Zixian was shocked, how could there be a cultivator who was not in his realm. When a practitioner releases a realm, he is often in the center of the realm, and the realm is his strongest range.

Zhou Zixian split the axe and thought he had the upper hand, but it was a pity...... Fang Yu was not in the realm.

Look back.

Fang Yu suddenly sighed:

"Possessed by the Dragon!"

Whew—

A divine dragon burst out of the sky.

The sound of a dragon's groan filled the sky, and the ears of those who shook through it were numb and buzzing!

"Dragon Clan, you are actually a Dragon Clan!" Zhou Zixian's face changed slightly.

"It's a pity, it's too late for you to know!"

The dragon clan represents supremacy, bloodline, and cultivation speed!

Zhou Zixian suddenly understood why such a powerful cultivator suddenly appeared, looking so young. Originally...... He's a dragon!

The moment when the dragon possessed the body.

Zhou Zixian felt that Fang Yu's cultivation was skyrocketing at a rapid speed.

"This ...... How is that possible?"

A person's cultivation can actually skyrocket in a period of time, and he judged for the first time that that divine dragon was his divine object!

"You actually have two great instrument spirits!" Zhou Zixian exclaimed.

Before Zhou Zixian, the cultivators who fought with Fang Yu thought that he had two great instrument spirits, but ...... Fang Yu's divine dragon was not a machine spirit, the divine dragon was just a divine object that he had cultivated with the vitality of his body.

So far, only he knows.

And...... The divine dragon bred a small divine dragon and became the instrument spirit of the dragon sword.

This is his second spirit.

It's also his hole cards!

"Eat me with a sword...... Great Sumeru Sword Move, Ninet!" Fang Yu shouted in a deep voice.

Nine sword lights descended from the sky.

Today's cultivation is already spectacular to the point of indescribable!

"Sword Pull Tianhua, Detenet!"

The tenth is not as simple as a ninet, even if it is increased by one more weight, the difficulty of the cast, and the vitality required to be consumed will be doubled, but the power will be multiplied.

"Sword through the sky, decadet!"

Ten sword lights again!

Add up to a total of twenty-nine sword lights!

Falling from the sky.

Zhou Zixian was already shocked by this monstrous battle intent.

Swinging the giant axe in his hand, he gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Essence Blood!"

"Blood donation!"

The axe lit up.

At the same time, those twenty-nine sword lights fell!

Rumble!

It was as if there was no sound, nothing could be heard, nothing could be seen.

It's like entering a silent world.

Everything seemed to freeze, slowing down, like slowing down the TV screen......

The moment the light faded.

The huge axe in front of Zhou Zixian......

Cracked!

Yes, cracked!

"No—"

Zhou Zixian's tearing voice resounded in the sky, unwilling, dissatisfied, and unconvinced!

How can there be such a gap between the Yuan and the Immortals?

He is a pinnacle-level Yuanren Immortal Realm. How could it be defeated at the hands of a cultivator in the early stage of a Yuan Ren Immortal.

Unbelief!

Really don't want to believe it.

The reality is cruel and is slapping him the cheek.

Poof-

The moment the machine spirit cracked with the artifact, Zhou Zixian spurted out a mouthful of blood!

This represents...... He was defeated.

The powerhouse of the peak realm of the Yuanren Immortal has been defeated!

Bang!

Hit the ground.

Knocked out a deep pit!