The white-clothed immortal glanced at him lightly, and said in a deep voice: "If you offend the immortal, you should be punished!" ”

His eyes lit up with murder,

It was this son who attracted this black-robed old man and destroyed the Dao Palace.

Now they are coming to stop it.

Li Yanchu sneered: "Immortals? ”

The tiger-headed golden spear in his hand burst out with a brilliant qi machine, directly shocking the white-clothed immortal back!

Everyone was amazed!

Chen Yang looked at Li Yanchu in disbelief,

This person was able to force the immortals back with one move!?

"You are not an immortal in this cave blessed land at all, but you have taken away this immortal corpse and pretended to be a ghost here!"

Li Yanchu's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he looked at this white-clothed immortal coldly,

"Bold!"

The white-clothed immortal frowned slightly,

Draw your sword and slash at Li Yanchu!

Swish!

The sword light slashed,

Li Yanchu was unharmed,

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, this sword was amazingly powerful, and the old man in the black robe was killed by a sword!

Why is it useless against young people now!?

"There's no need to be curious, this guy is possessed by an immortal corpse, so his aura is terrifying, and his cultivation is actually not strong!" Li Yanchu said flatly.

"Impossible, just now I saw the immortal slash that demon with a sword!"

Tie Shan Dao said in a long voice.

Li Yanchu smiled, and the aura of thunder and fire appeared on his body,

The palm erupted with brilliant thunder,

Bang!

Five thunderbolts!

A figure fell from the void!

It was the giant who had been slain by the white-clothed immortal earlier!

"What's going on!"

"He's not dead!"

"What the hell happened just now!"

Everyone gasped and talked about it!

Li Yanchu stared at the face of the white-clothed immortal, and said coldly: "If I guessed correctly, your ability is illusion, and the few people in the hall who cultivated the so-called Immortal Sutra Breaking Realm before provided you with strength, so you used illusion to trap that thing." ”

"It's a pity that there are too few people who break through the realm, and this way is not enough to draw strength, so now your aura has dropped a lot."

"Am I right?"

The white-clothed immortal stared coldly at Li Yanchu and fell silent,

Long

The corners of his mouth curled,

"Just now, you didn't avoid my sword, just so confident, my sword won't cut solid?"

Li Yanchu shook his head and sneered: "Even if it's not an illusion, you can't hurt me." ”

"Your sword is a fancy shelf."

“.” Immortal in white.

Quiescence!

There was silence!

All eyes were on the two of them,

The white-clothed immortal stared at him, and suddenly smiled: "What a pair of heavenly eyes, you remind me of an old man."

Li Yanchu frowned: "Where are you from?" ”

The white-clothed immortal said softly: "At the beginning, you human cultivators called us extraterritorial heavenly demons, naturally they came from outside the territorial. ”

Why don't you say cross talk. Li Yanchu sneered: "Didn't I give you face!" ”

The white-clothed immortal was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Your temper must be changed, otherwise you won't live long." ”

Li Yanchu stared at him and said seriously: "You must be a person with status." ”

The white-clothed immortal was slightly surprised: "Why do you say that?" ”

Because you are too good at posing Li Yanchu's eyes were cold, and his body was full of murderous aura,

He threw out a shot, and his momentum was majestic, as if the heavens and the earth were being divided!

The white-clothed immortal's face changed greatly, he didn't expect this person to be so arrogant and rude, and he would fight when he said he would!

He mobilized his strength, but the power of this shot was domineering and fierce!

The white-clothed immortal was crucified to the ground, unable to move!

“.”

Numerous monks.

There was a ball of flesh and blood flowing out of the white-clothed immortal's body, like mercury,

Immediately the flesh decayed, and then disappeared between heaven and earth,

The flesh is very fast,

It opened suddenly, like a bloody mouth, rushing towards Chen Yang.

That cold breath directly made the blood in Chen Yang's body freeze,

can't react at all,

Xu Tiannan mobilized the spiritual power of the Yuan Shen and formed a barrier in front of Chen Yang.

The mass of flesh and blood was not affected in the slightest,

Xu Tiannan's eyes changed greatly,

A purple flame directly devoured the flesh and blood,

The terrifying aura was revealed in an instant,

That mass of flesh was burned into nothingness by the purple flames in the blink of an eye,

"This is Xuanqi Heavenly Fire!"

The Iron Mountain Daoist exclaimed.

He looked at Li Yanchu's eyes changed greatly, who is this person sacred!

Why did you cultivate the dazzling heavenly fire!

This is the strongest flame in the legend of the Daomen!

Quiescence!

Deathly silence!

The crowd was silent,

The white-clothed immortal is a liar, it is a false scripture, and the white-clothed immortal's superb swordsmanship is also fake!

The white-clothed immortal is dead!

Everything changed so quickly that it made them feel unreal!

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding scene changed,

The main hall of the Dao Palace, which was originally carved and painted, has become an ancient relic at this time, and terrifying claw marks can be seen everywhere.

Apparently there was once a terrible battle,

This Dao Palace has long been destroyed!

Everyone couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts, there are so many great masters gathered here, Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and monks, and scattered cultivators.

None of them saw that it was a trick!

Cultivating the Nine Heavens Immortal Sutra, a few people who broke through to the Yang God realm couldn't accept this blow,

They have fallen to the Yin God realm again!

The so-called Yang God is just a flash in the pan!

A great master who cultivated two jiazi had a wry smile on his face,

"A dream of yellow sorghum, a dream of yellow sorghum!"

It's just that they also know very well in their hearts that once they continue to cultivate, I'm afraid it won't be a matter of borrowing their strength at all.

Their physical bodies, their three souls and seven spirits, all their cultivation will be deprived by others.

As the devil said, they're making wedding dresses for others!

"The devil is gone!"

One of the monks exclaimed,

The demon in his mouth is the giant of Netherworld Mountain, Cui Yuan!

Cui Yuan had previously been hit by the illusion of the white-clothed immortal, and his spirit was chaotic, and he was firmly hit by Li Yanchu's Five Thunder Palm Spell!

Seriously injured!

I didn't expect it to disappear in the blink of an eye!

Li Yanchu frowned slightly, he had just left Lei Fa in the body of the old monster of the Netherworld Mountain,

His divine consciousness was released, and instantly enveloped the monks present,

Suddenly!

His eyes changed slightly, and he looked at one of the monks in the crowd, who turned his back and shrugged his shoulders.

He felt the breath of thunder on the man,

"What are you doing!"

Li Yanchu walked over and said in a deep voice.

It was a young Taoist priest with a long sword on his back, and when he heard this, he turned around,

Holding a black mist-like thing in his hand,

is gnawing,

With a gourmet-like expression of satisfaction on his face,

"It's been a long time since I've eaten something so delicious."

The young Taoist priest looked nostalgic, holding the black mist and continuing to eat,

In the blink of an eye, the black mist disappeared,

To his astonishment, his hands were dripping with blood, and the piercing red blood flowed from his fingers.

The young Taoist priest was unconscious, immersed in the deliciousness.

"Are you sick?"

Li Yanchu frowned,

Suddenly!

He sensed that Lei Fa's aura had disappeared, and his face suddenly changed!

(End of chapter)