The voice of the Soul Sect Master, containing a gloomy grievance, echoed through the doors of the entire Feather Immortal Sect.

"Tibetan Immortal Pot...... The treasure of the Feather Immortal Sect, the invincible Zhou Tian artifact!" Hearing the angry voice of the Soul Sect Master, he stopped killing Xu Xu.

The Feather Immortal Sect can become the number one sect in Zhongzhou, and the strength of the sect is part of it, but the real foundation depends on this supreme holy treasure of the Diyang Realm, the Zhou Tian Artifact Tibetan Immortal Pot.

"Master of Quitting Killing, how come I haven't heard that the Feather Transformation Immortal Sect also has a Zhou Tian artifact?"

If you quit killing, the hearts of the many powerful people present will have a chill, and the meaning represented by a Zhou Tian artifact is the most powerful terrifying force in this world.

Those who can possess Zhou Tian's artifacts are all the top existences in this world.

"This Zhou Tian artifact is very special, and its power is not the strongest among Zhou Tian artifacts, but if it is fully recovered, no one in this realm can be defeated!" Gazing at the immortal cloud that was gradually being used in mid-air, his tone was calm.

"Master of Killing Cessation, how do you say this?"

The ambiguous words of quitting killing made all the great powers of the Dao full of doubts, and they were very puzzled.

The immortal clouds poured in, and he stared at the figure that gradually became clear in the clouds and mist: "This Zhou Tian artifact is called the Tibetan Immortal Pot, because there is indeed a ...... hidden in it. Immortals!"

"Immortals?!"

The surrounding air suddenly condensed, as the most top-level group of people in the Earth Central Realm, the existence of immortals, and the great powers of the Seed Dao present all had more or less understanding.

The central boundary is very large, the Central Plains Kyushu, the southern Beiling, the East China Sea and the Western wilderness, the territory is not hundreds of millions of miles, but no matter how big the central boundary is, it is only a boundary.

In this world, there are infinite worlds, and the Earth Central Realm may just be a very ordinary one of them.

This is very clear from the many great powers of the Dao.

As for the existence of immortals, many records have said that immortals are the existence of the higher dimensional world!

It's just that the records of immortals have always been rare in the Diyang Realm, and they have been brushed aside.

Immortals, what they are and what kind of power they have, have never been known.

But there is only one thing that all those who know about the existence of immortals agree on, and that is immortal ...... Extremely powerful!

Hearing that there was actually an immortal hidden in the Tibetan Immortal Pot of the Feather Immortal Sect, the eyes of the many Dao powers changed at once.

Just when many Dao powers were thinking endlessly because of the secret of the Hidden Immortal Pot, the vague figure in the immortal clouds had completely revealed the lineup.

It was a middle-aged man wearing a Gulan robe, a square face with long hair, and a fairy style!

Holding a three-legged fairy pot that looks like jade and not jade, such as gold and wood, and the fairy mist is wrapped in the hole, the man looks condescendingly, and the sound is like thunder, and the mountains are shaken: "You and other evil thieves, dare to slaughter my immortal sect disciples, kill my sect elders, really when I feather immortal sect soft persimmon can't be!"

And you, Meng Yan'an, as the deputy sect master of our sect, colluded with foreign thieves and committed such a heinous crime.

Today, I, Lin Tianfeng, will definitely send you into the Demon Suppression Cave, and I will never come out again!"

Lin Tianfeng's loud drink shook Meng Yan'an's ears, and the golden pill in his body trembled slightly!

Lin Tianfeng, the first deputy sect master of the Feather Immortal Sect, is ruthless, paranoid, and dignified. Meng Yan'an was most afraid of this person when he was undercover in the Feather Immortal Sect.

Seeing Lin Tianfeng coming with the Tibetan Immortal Pot in his hand at this moment, Meng Yan suddenly sighed with peace of mind, knowing that today's matter was very good!

On the other side, seeing that the person who came was not the Zong Zhen in his mouth, the tone of the Soul Sect Master was obviously a lot more relaxed: "It turned out to be a little doll, and this seat is really not dead when that sect is really not dead."

Ho ho, Zong is really dead, this Tibetan Immortal Pot is now a waste!

Since it's a waste, let this seat throw it away for you!"

As soon as his tone was cold, the big hand filled with a terrifying aura in the black mist flew out again, grabbing straight towards the Tibetan Immortal Pot in Lin Tianfeng's hand!

Zong is really ...... I haven't heard of this name, how can a person who can make the master of the Living Soul Sect jealous, how can he be a nameless?

The name proposed by the master of the Living Soul Sect several times made Bai Mei curious, but after searching the memories in his mind, Bai Mei did not find any information about this person named Zong Huanzhen.

Bai Mei here was wondering who the sect really was, Lin Tianfeng, who was holding the Tibetan Immortal Pot in his hand, slowly lifted the lid of the Immortal Pot in his hand, and then Lin gently threw up the Immortal Pot, bowed to the Immortal Pot, and said in his mouth: "Please respect the Holy Immortal Might!"

Thundered!

Lin Tianfeng's words were like turning on a switch somewhere in this palm-sized Tibetan Immortal Pot!

The fairy pot swayed, and the heavens and the earth shook with the fairy pot!

The earth shakes, the mountains shake, and the sky is dark!

The ten directions and the four fields all lost their color in an instant, and there was only this immortal pot in the heaven and earth, which still exuded a gentle aura!

Boom!

The fairy pot suddenly remembered a crisp sound, and an arrow with a dark brown body made of cangmu and a blood-red character on it suddenly jumped out of the fairy pot.

The arrow came out of the fairy pot and landed high in the void.

Stretching out his hand to hold the arrow, Lin Tianfeng pointed at the black mist where the Soul Sect Master was located, and opened his mouth to shout like a thunderbolt: "Practice!"

Raised his hand and threw the arrow, and the arrow that had made a few circles in the air fell to the ground in front of the black fog with a snap, and the side with the big blood-red characters written on it was firmly facing upward, and it was a big word - slash!

The ancient Xingtai slowly emerged from the void, and a headless burly wrestler held a white tiger swallowing blade sword, walked into the black mist, and walked out with a cloud of black mist after a while.

On the guillotine, which was covered with mottled bloodstains, the headless executioner threw the black mist onto the guillotine, and the two ancient shackles suddenly fell, locking the black mist to the guillotine, and gradually turning into a pitch-black figure!

"Slash!"

A mighty shout resounded through the nine heavens and eighteen earths, and came from the navel of the headless executioner.

The big knife was swung down, and the head of the soul of the Soul Sect Master rolled to the ground with a grunt.

The head was cut off, and the remaining remnants of the Soul Sect Master also convulsed a few times, and then dissipated into a misty black smoke along with the skull.

"Zong is really true, you are so good, you don't forget to leave the method of driving the Tibetan Immortal Pot when you die. This game can be regarded as a loss, but this seat is about to be completed.

On the day of the success of this seat, the first one will take your Feather Immortal Sect Sacrifice Flag!"

The Soul Sect Master, who had obviously been killed by the Hidden Immortal Pot, spoke again as if unscathed, and even his voice was no different from before.

However, although it seemed that he was not injured, the master of the Living Soul Sect still hated and left a few words, and then the black mist quickly disappeared.

The black mist dissipated, and the dark bone exploded into gray powder with a thud.

Quietly watching the Soul Sect Master leave, Lin Tianfeng's expression remained the same from the beginning, without the slightest change.

After the Soul Sect Master left, Lin Tianfeng slowly turned sideways to look at Mei Qianshuang and Meng Yan'an below, and his beard moved lightly: "Both, let's go with my Demon Suppression Cave......"

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