With his weak cultivation and meager strength, Ye Jinghong was still struggling to fight against the immortal elders on the Seven Immortal Mountain.

And here, Liang Le, Gu Xueping, and Gu Zheng were escaped on stretchers by the members of the Demon Lotus Sect.

Looking at the flash of light in the mountains, Gu Xueping was difficult to recover for a long time, although his figure was gradually moving away, but his powerful vision still looked at Ye Jinghong's place.

I have mixed feelings in my heart, and of course, I can't understand the identity of this old man.

But Ye Jinghong's combat effectiveness was even more admired in his heart.

"Mrs. Shi, I can only hate that I am powerless to fight again, although Brother Ye is brazen in combat, but his cultivation is weak, I am afraid that it will be ......"

Gu Köping couldn't continue, he seemed to know the ending, although Liang Le said that Ye Jinghong was his ancestor, but he was still used to calling the other party his eldest brother.

Liang Le coughed, obviously she was seriously injured in the fierce battle.

His gaze also swept towards dullness.

"No, he'll come out safely." Although Liang Le was worried, this was also her sincere words.

Those who know Ye Jinghong know that he can really turn many impossibilities into possibilities and create miracles one after another.

In order to rescue Ye Jinghong this time, the loss of the Demon Lotus Sect can be described as extremely painful, and among the tens of thousands of sect members, less than six hundred people can go back.

Even the Protector Xingtian, Erwa and other elite soldiers and strong generals were killed, and Liang Le, Gu Zheng, and Gu Köping were all seriously injured.

However, seeing the firmness in Liang Le's sad expression, and seeing that Liang Shitai could do whatever it took for Ye Jinghong, Gu Xueping's curiosity about Ye Jinghong spontaneously arose.

"What kind of person is Brother Ye?"

Hearing this, Liang Le blinked, the broken memories in his mind began to condense, and the love, hatred, and hatred on the Fengyun Continent flashed out one after another.

"He is a hero, and he has been riddled with evil diseases since he was a child......"

And on the Seven Immortals Mountain, it seemed that the battle was nearing the end at this time.

Ye Jinghong was besieged by white fungus, silver fox, cloth bag and other immortals.

However, he had all kinds of abilities, but in the end, he was knocked to the ground, and the placket of his clothes was red with blood again.

Glancing at the starry sky in the dark night, Ye Jinghong smiled bitterly.

Unable to struggle, there is no need to struggle anymore, I don't believe in fate, and it seems that I can't change my fate at this moment.

Lie quietly on the ground, waiting for the terrible doom of death.

Budai Daxian, who had a violent personality, saw that Ye Jinghong had no ability to struggle, and saw that he had injured three elders in a row, and he was even more angry.

Of course, he didn't give Ye Jinghong a chance to breathe, his figure flashed, and the Qiankun bag in his hand was aimed at Ye Jinghong, and he shouted.

"Close!"

A powerful aura came, pushing Ye Jinghong's entire body up, like absorbing iron, Ye Jinghong went towards the cloth bag.

However, at this moment, the night sky seemed to crack, and then a dark cloud covered the entire sky in the gap.

A flash of lightning flashed under the dark clouds, and the long sword in his hand flashed out.

The long sword swiped three times in the air, and the three swords fought towards the Cloth Bag Great Immortal.

The power is transcendent, and the speed is blazing.

The cloth bag Daxian was stunned, and he clearly felt a powerful aura.

Hurriedly deviated from the outlet, wanting to use the artifact to subdue this sudden powerhouse.

However, he was still a step slower, and three sword rays slashed his arm, and in great pain, the Qiankun bag that had never left his body fell down.

I clearly saw the three sword marks on my arm, and I was still stunned.

The shadow stabbed him in the throat with a lightning-fast sword.

Pity this cloth bag immortal I cultivated, so he was buried here, and he didn't even know who he was killed.

Due to the deviation of the tuyere, Ye Jinghong, who was already powerless to fight in mid-air, fell heavily to the ground.

looked at the black shadow unconsciously, and his heart was stunned.

He didn't know who it was, but he had seen it.

It was the dark shadow that rescued him at the Dong Gate that day.

The black shadow assassinated the Cloth Bag Immortal in an instant, but the figure was still flickering.

The long sword swirled in bursts, and the entire mountain was filled with sword aura.

Those so-called immortal soldiers, before they could figure out the situation, were pierced through their bodies by one after another true qi and died on the spot.

A black shadow flashed, which can be described as murderous and invisible.

The long sword reached the sky and came out of his hand, the silver fox immortal wanted to dodge, but he didn't even have a chance to dodge, and was killed by a sword.

This black shadow kills people like pinching an ant to death, and its practice has been described as terrifying.

There was another burst of killing, and where the black shadow went, there would not be a single living mouth left at all.

The killing was decisive, although he killed countless enemies, there was not a drop of blood on the long sword.

When he flashed to the side of the white fungus immortal, the white fungus immortal knew that he was certain to die.

His face turned iron-blue, and the corners of his mouth trembled, he was the Great Elder of the Seven Immortals Mountain, and he could be described as well-informed.

The super swordsmanship of the comer, the birth of the incoming person is constantly circling in his mind.

At the moment of death, he seemed to remember who that person was.

"Are you ....."

In the dark night, the black shadow and black veil covered his face, but his eyes radiated a light and showed a hint of a smile.

"You immortals deserve to die."

As soon as the words came, the white fungus immortal was locked by a sword.

Almost all of the Seven Immortals were killed, and the black shadow's gaze was looking high.

It is where the dragon and the god of freedom stand.

This sudden change made the greedy dragon who trembled even more in his legs.

With the cultivation of Black Shadow Killing alone, even if his father, the Dragon King of the Four Seas, is here, I am afraid that it will be difficult to fight the enemy, is his little life over.

If you knew this, you shouldn't have run to a place of right and wrong for a woman.

But now it was useless to regret it, the black shadow had flown in.

Those dragon soldiers and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Seven Immortal Sect couldn't stop the attack of the black shadow at all.

Where the black shadow goes, it is like entering a no-man's land.

Of course, there were more fragments of corpses underneath him.

Although the god of freedom was shocked, his character was not one who sat still.

What if the opponent is superb in cultivation, he still fights with all his might.

"Hugh hurt me, Prince Dragon."

The dark shadow's eyes flashed with a slight disdain.

With a wave of the long sword, six phantoms were formed, and the six long swords were like silver snakes, cutting through the sky and stabbing at the god of freedom.

The god of freedom swung the trident in his hand, and with a forceful swing, he only shot down a phantom, and the other five flying swords pierced his body together.

The free god, one of the eighty-two immortals of the Water Flower Pavilion, has also reached the realm of immortals in his cultivation, and he actually fought against the black shadow, and he couldn't stand a single move, so he returned to Huangquan.

Long He, who was already trembling at this scene, had only one obsession in his heart, and that was to escape.

Jumping up, trying to escape by the night.

However, before he could fly three feet away, he saw the long sword in the black shadow's hand come out of his hand, directly piercing his body from behind.

Long Who fell to the ground, cold sweat overflowing the top of his head, and under the severe pain, he was still full of desire to survive.

Looking at the black shadow like a grim reaper, he walked slowly towards himself.

"You can't kill me, I'll give you whatever you want."

The black shadow said lightly: "I only want your life." ”

Long Who was terrified, begging for mercy, could not do it, and could only use his identity as a threat.

"I am the son of the Dragon King of the Four Seas, if you kill me......"

However, the black shadow's response was to make Long Who's mood fall to the bottom.

"Even if Long Ao is here, I will kill him today."

As soon as the words fell, the long sword slashed down, and the poor dragon who, his body was divided into two halves, and his soul was scattered.

Everything is quiet, and the smell of blood fills the Seven Immortals Mountain.

Ye Jinghong, who was sitting on the ground, looked intently at the black shadow, who was he and why he repeatedly rescued himself from danger.

However, the black shadow is slowly moving among thousands of corpses, as long as there is still a living mouth to smell, the one facing the living mouth is to die with a mending knife.

Of course, Ye Jinghong didn't know that this black shadow was the disciple of the Hidden King with the highest status in the Netherworld, named Cloud Robe.

He left the Nine Shadow Star and the Nether Distant Light Continent precisely to help the Nether Realm 'clean up the portal' and protect Ye Jinghong's thoughtfulness.

As a master in the cloud robe, he has a deep grudge against the immortal world, so these immortals, he will definitely not leave a living mouth.

At a glance, a staggering old man in the distance, holding the dust of the Buddha, stood up from the pile of dead people.

He is the great immortal who seeks light, looking at the vicissitudes of life under the starlight, as an immortal, his heart is extremely painful.

I'm afraid that after this battle, there will be no Seven Immortal Gates in the Yaoguang Continent.

walked slowly towards Ye Jinghong, but was met with a pair of murderous eyes.

The black gauze masked cloud robe, with a wave of the long sword, was as fast as the wind, and went straight to the Seeking Light Immortal.

Ye Jinghong saw it clearly, shouted, and his words seemed incoherent.

"Immortal Master be careful, don't!"

However, as soon as the words fell, the body of the light-seeking fairy was shattered, and the person disappeared.

The weak Ye Jinghong looked at the black shadow in puzzlement, and there was pain in his heart.

The status of an immortal, Ye Jinghong himself does not yearn for it, but the Seeking Light Great Immortal is undoubtedly his benefactor in his heart.

"Who are you?"

The black shadow turned to look at Ye Jinghong.

"It's not an enemy, it's a friend."

"Why do you want to kill everyone here?"

"Because they are immortals, immortals deserve to die."

"But ......"

Yun Pao looked up at the sky and said something in his heart, if there was no Ye Jinghong, he would not be able to successfully kill all the people of the Seven Immortals Sect today.

The reason is very simple, even if he is trapped in the Seven Immortals Formation, he can't crack the formation's anti-devouring ability at all.

It seems that what King Youwang said, one day, Ye Jinghong will be able to hit the heavenly court, it seems that this is true.

"Do what you're supposed to do?"

At this moment, Ye Jinghong remembered that Long Kexin and Tong Luoxue were still imprisoned.

Put his hand on his waist, take out the last pill of healing medicine, and under the escort of the cloud robe, he went to the Seven Immortals Gate Prison.

Of course, along the way, none of the remaining immortal soldiers could escape the doom.

Ye Jinghong asked: "Are you a ghost?" ”

Regarding the black shadow, Ye Jinghong had many questions in his heart.

The black shadow did not respond positively, but said lightly: "What is the difference between a ghost and an immortal in your eyes?" ”

Indeed, in Ye Jinghong's eyes, ghosts are no different from immortals.

"You have saved me many times, and you dare to ask the hero's name."

"I'm not a hero, I just know that the wicked won't be rewarded."

Yun Pao was reluctant to reveal his true identity, and Ye Jinghong didn't force it anymore, but the person in front of him added a lot of mystery to his heart.