Click......

Only a series of shattering sounds were heard.

Song Yu actually smashed an immortal tablet, and then Yanlong's residual power continued to weaken, and smashed all the immortal tablets in turn.

At this moment, whether it was the guardian of the immortal monument or the monk who killed the red eye, they were all petrified, they forgot to fight, and watched Song Yu smash the immortal monument one by one in a daze.

At this moment, their hearts are cool and cool, and their hatred for Song Yu is like a surging river, endless.

"My immortal monument, why are you leaving!"

"I can't believe I won't even have a chance to touch you!"

"My dearest immortal monument ......"

“......”

Countless sighs were heard.

Rao is those wooden immortal monument guardians began to wipe their tears, but no, whoever has worked hard to protect something for tens of thousands of years will be destroyed in a few seconds.

Can this not be sad?

"Is this teasing me?" Song Yu stood in the broken immortal monument, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, this can't be a fake immortal monument, right?

"Kill! Avenge our immortal monument!"

Countless voices resounded, all of them were united, and they were about to kill Song Yu.

Song Yu shouted bad luck and wanted to flash people, but the change happened suddenly.

Those shattered immortal tablets actually flew up, forming a thousand-zhang immortal monument in the air.

Song Yu's heart was shocked, "I'll take it, the immortal monument will come back from the dead, this won't be coming to me for revenge, right?"

Wanzhang Immortal Monument did not seek revenge on Song Yu, but emitted a white light, which was projected onto Song Yu's body, which was a warm light.

"This is the Kunlun Immortal Monument, the Kunlun Immortal Emperor created the Kunlun Three Styles into it, waiting for someone to comprehend it.

"The first form: the immortal qi is boiling. ”

"The second style: scatter beans into soldiers. ”

"The third form: Burning immortals and boiling the sea. ”

With the sound of the voiceover, Song Yu seemed to see the Kunlun Immortal Emperor demonstrating the Kunlun Three Styles, and his heart was shocked, this is an immortal technique, not a spell.

Song Yu's mind was all pinned on it, and he looked at it with all his attention, as if he had fallen into a mysterious state.

"What! It turned out to be an immortal art, although I don't know who the Kunlun Immortal Emperor is, but it can be called the existence of the Immortal Emperor, and it must be a great figure in the fairy world. ”

"Oh my God!

“......”

Although everyone couldn't see the Kunlun Immortal Emperor demonstrating the Kunlun Three Styles, they all heard the words of the Kunlun Immortal Emperor, and their resentment towards Song Yu was much worse.

They felt that this was their immortal fate, but now it was taken away by Song Yu, they were not convinced, they wanted to kill Song Yu.

"Kill!"

It's not that I don't know who opened the mouth first, all the monks rushed to Song Yu, whether it was a loose cultivator or a sect monk, their goal was the same.

Kill Song Yu and capture the Kunlun Immortal Monument.

But when they were ten zhang away from Song Yu, they exploded inexplicably, and a blood mist bloomed in the air, and they couldn't die anymore.

It's just weird.

The monk at the back hurriedly retreated, looking at the front in horror, with an unwilling expression on his face, could it be that the Kunlun Immortal Monument was sheltering Song Yu?

"Haha...... You guys be honest, don't disturb Engong's immortal fate, otherwise you will die. ”

An old man with immortal wind bones came from the sky, his face was dangerous, but his tone was very cold, this person was not Hebo.

In addition, he is accompanied by a cute doll, which is the doll of the exchange hall in the Blood Battlefield.

The doll looked at Song Yu curiously, and said in surprise: "How is this possible? He actually comprehended the Kunlun Immortal Monument, this is the most precious thing in Jingxuanju, you and your descendants tried their best to figure it out, but I didn't expect it to be obtained by Song Yu, what do you think in your heart?"

"Everyone's creation is different, this is Engong's immortal fate, I am happy for him, his world is very wide, and my world can only be limited to Jing Xuanju. He Bo sighed, looked at Song Yu who was in a mysterious state, and his face showed a look of reminiscence.

Back then, Hebo got the largest piece of Tiangong fragment and got the Kunlun Immortal Tablet, which can be described as full of ambition and wanted to take his children and grandchildren to the fairy world.

Who would have thought that the sequelae of the War of the Ancients would be so serious that all the dreams would eventually become phantoms.

"That's right, who told you and your children and grandchildren to be so badly qualified!" said the doll as a matter of course.

Rao is self-cultivation and full of concentration, but at this moment, he was also a little annoyed by the invisible ridicule of the doll.

He Bo snorted coldly: "Do you know how to chat?" I think it was you who spoke too badly back then, so you were relegated from the fairy world to the human world and guarded the blood battlefield, right?"

"I admit it, but you and your children and grandchildren are really poorly qualified. The doll looked at Hebo coldly and said in a very cute childish voice.

"There's simply no way to talk to you. He Bo directly closed his mouth and stood up to protect Song Yu.

Invisible taunt, the deadliest!

The monk next to him was about to vomit blood when he heard it, what does it mean that Hebo and Hebo's descendants are too poorly qualified?

So, aren't we, the monks who are far inferior to Hebo and his descendants, scum?

It's literally damaging to our psyches.

"Senior Hebo, I heard that you have always been righteous in ancient times, and that monk openly robbed our immortal monument and destroyed it, it is simply insidious and cunning, you want to administer justice to me!" a monk stood up unwillingly.

Everyone present had this idea, but they were concerned that Hebo was an ancient monk and the cruelty of this blood battlefield, so they all remained silent.

Sure enough, they waited for a bird, and they were very happy.

A gentle smile appeared on Hebo's face, and he pointed at Song Yu and said, "Oh, then what do you want me to do with this person?"

"It should take this person's cultivation, and then make it a human urn, so that his life is worse than death, he can only stay in the altar and live, and then give me the Kunlun Immortal Monument, only a genius like me is worthy of the Kunlun Immortal Monument." The monk said proudly, a smile on his face, sure enough, the elders of the clan did not deceive me, Hebo is really a good man!

The people present saw that Hebo was not angry, and began to regret it, they had already opened their mouths earlier, maybe it was themselves who talked to Hebo, what a regret was not at the beginning!

"Wouldn't you be too ruthless like this? Since you want the Kunlun Immortal Monument, why do you want to make people like this?" said Hebo with a sad face.

"Where is the cruelty? I am doing a good deed, how can I be soft in the face of sinister and cunning people?" the monk said with a foaming mouth, and even taught Hebo a lesson.

I don't know that the doll is smiling and blooming, isn't it? No, right? Do you really think that Hebo is easy to talk to?

"In that case...... Despite your harshness, I grant your wishes. He Bo sighed.

Those present also sighed.

Only the monk laughed.

But Hebo's next words made the monks present gasp.

"Since you want to be a human urn, I can help you. ”

He Bo looked at the monk, and saw that the monk's limbs were all broken, and the man's dantian was also abolished.

With just one glance, Hebo wasted the man and put it in the jar.

He Bo glanced at the monk who was screaming inside the altar and shook his head, "Forget it, I'd better kill you." ”

Then, a blood mist burst out, and the monks present retreated hundreds of meters one after another, and no one dared to speak anymore.

"Hebo, you still have a soft heart after all, you must know that when you were in ancient times, haha......" The doll said with a smile.

"People will be old after all, and if you are obedient, where is there so much murderous intent?" He Bo said slightly, looking at Song Yu, "It seems that it is almost over." ”