The purple-clothed immortal looked back, looked at Changli Sword Venerable, and said in a cold voice,

"You have been seriously injured, even if you can cut me under the sword today, you will not be able to avoid the end of chaos."

He is indeed very strong, but how many people are like him in this huge realm?

This time, the lower realm came from the nine sons of the Daomen, the nine immortal realms, no matter how he stopped him, he couldn't kill them.

What's more, Dao Ancestor had already decided to sink this realm into the Sea of Chaos.

Today, even if they can't get their hands on it, Dao Ancestor will make a move.

And all he is doing now is a dying throe.

"You have such a cultivation and talent, if you are willing to return to the Heavenly Sect, maybe I can help you."

The purple-clothed immortal looked at Su Changli who was standing with a sword not far away, and a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, he was now cultivating at the time of breakthrough, and it might take some effort to kill him.

And he didn't want to lose his cultivation.

Under the nose of Dao Ancestor, it is not difficult for him to keep a person.

Within a hundred moves, Dao Yun was slashed under the sword, and the sword cultivation of this nether realm was very tricky.

Su Changli raised his eyes when he heard this, his face was unwavering,

"You and I have different paths, and it's useless to talk more."

The road to immortality is not his intention, just for a thought, he would rather die of martyrdom.

The immortal's eyes closed slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were stained with a violent murderous aura.

"It's a pity."

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly raised his hand, and the aura between heaven and earth surged again, condensed and formed, and left towards Su Chang.

Su Changli's eyes closed slightly, gathered his spiritual breath, and raised his sword to slash away.

Sword qi and spiritual breath are intertwined, and the wind and snow on the six mountains are full of snow, sweeping blood and killing.

Drops of blood fell into the snow, blooming into brilliant reds.

Tsing Yi Jianzun fought with the temporary immortals in one place, and they couldn't tell the winner for a long time.

In the Windy City, all the low-level monks have been transferred.

Huang Tian and Song Yinchen stood on the city wall, looking at the immortals in the sky, Huang Tian spoke,

"If he were still here, he might not need to be so strict with you and me."

In his life, since he was a teenager, it was convenient for Su Changluo to get by.

As they grow older, the realm of the two has always been comparable.

But later he discovered the difference, the reason why he and Su Changluo were in the same realm was not that the two of them were comparable.

It was the realm that he could step into with all his might, and it was just a stage that Su Changluo was in at random.

Now this big array makes him understand.

Su Changluo is in the Transformation God Realm, but it is just because in this Cangwu Realm, the highest realm is the Transformation God Realm.

This one can support the entire Great Array of the Fourteen Continents, and I am afraid that he has been unable to study it all his life.

Song Yinchen listened and lowered his eyes, his mind crossed the appearance of the high-spirited young man, raised his hand and summoned his natal magic weapon, the Purple Gold Immortal Flute, looking at the immortal not far away, his eyes were dyed with a little coldness,

"The deceased is gone, what you and I have to do today is to protect this formation, otherwise, hundreds of millions of living beings in the fourteen continents of Cangwu will all go down to see him."

A purple-robed immortal descended, his eyes were full of contempt, and he raised his hand to condense his spiritual breath and turn into a long arrow, heading towards Song Yinchen and Huang Tian, with a murderous aura.

Song Yinchen dressed in plain clothes, stood on the city wall, blew the flute in his hand, and the power of the fire spirit around his body began to surge, gathering all around, turning into a series of red fox tails, rising into the air, and heading towards the purple-robed immortals not far away-

At the same time, Huang Tian raised his hand to seal it, and a huge killing array rose from the depths of the earth, strangling towards the purple-robed immortal not far away.

The first more ~

At the end of the month, I rushed to the performance, kneeling and begging for a recommendation ticket ~ monthly ticket wow~ thank you ~