This kind of injury is enough to be fatal to ordinary people, even land immortals.

But in the eyes of Wu Changqing and these mortal immortals.

That's what happened, not even a serious injury.

"Huh?"

"Do you also have the unsullied body of an immortal?"

At this time, not only the old immortal's eyes showed an incredible look, but even the middle-aged sword immortal also frowned, and his face was a little more dignified.

Wu Changqing responded with a chuckle.

I saw that the lower half of the body that was paralyzed on the ground was actually dissipated into the world with the wind.

Only the upper half of his body was floating in the void, and his lower body was like a puff of smoke and dust, and it grew again.

Wu Changqing was confident enough to believe that even the immortal's immaculate physique would never be able to do it to such an extent.

You must know that when he stepped on the immortal path.

He already had an unsullied physique, but he hadn't encountered any enemies that were too strong before.

It is not reflected how obvious.

Now he has crossed the Qi refining and achieved the foundation building.

And the body is a small world of its own, and there is no need to rely on the power of the Heavenly Dao to restore the innocent body.

In other words.

If these three immortals want to recover their injured parts, they need to consume their own luck.

But Wu Changqing has indeed achieved immortality.

Unless all the weather in the small world in his body is exhausted, no one can kill him.

"Qiao Han, if you still pretend to be dead, you will really die next."

"I feel it, this kid is going to be serious."

The huge white porcelain pagoda floated in front of him, and the old immortal caressed the pagoda with one hand, while turning his head to look at the young immortal who had lost his head but was floating in the air.

"Haha, Xu Lao just lived too long and lost too much fun."

"I'm still thinking of teasing this young man."

The white sparrow's words were still in that relaxed tone.

The immortal who lost his head actually regrew like Wu Changqing's lower body.

This scene is almost dreamlike.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng and the others, who had already left the battlefield, were dumbfounded when they looked at it on the big snow flat.

"Evergreen...... Already an immortal? ”

"Isn't it an immortal return? But a real immortal? ”

Song Mingming's eyes were glazed and he muttered.

"It turns out that there are real people in the world who can do such an outrageous scene."

The young Taoist priest Li Yuaxe was also shocked, and this scene couldn't help but remind him of the back of his young uncle.

Lu Dongxuan 800 years ago, Hong Xixiang today.

Even if it is Lu Zu's reincarnated uncle, he can't do it to such an outrageous level.

"The real battle is about to begin."

"Once the fight starts, remember to protect the Xuanwu Four Elephant Formation Foundation that Changqing has worked so hard to build."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was quite calm about this scene.

Looking at the field, you can't see it, you can only rely on the perceived luck battle.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng did not forget to remind everyone.

That was the moment his voice fell.

The Liyang Jiashi, who was originally crowded and collapsed, actually ignored his companions who were squeezing on his body, and had completely lost his mind, and squeezed towards Wu Changqing.

This scene is more like the layers of waves on the surface of the river, lapping in.

It's just that the picture is so shocking.

The armor at the bottom, the companions who had already been stacked up, were crushed to death.

And the person who climbed on the top had already jumped to Wu Changqing on the "huge wave".

Regardless of life and death, there is no distinction between you and me.

Crazy and bloodthirsty.

Wu Changqing's face was gloomy to the extreme.

It's not that you don't treat people as human beings.

This is purely an act that only the Demon Dao can do, these immortals who claim to be high.

It simply disgusted Wu Changqing to the extreme.

"Infinite Sword Array!"

Wu Changqing shouted loudly. There are thousands of sword qi all around him.

A handle of pure silver light, exposed between heaven and earth.

The group of Liyang armor warriors who could no longer be counted as people showed no sign of retreating at all, and they began to hit the wall like a death on the thick sword qi that was as thick as a sea of smoke.

In the void, scarlet blood flowers exploded.

The killings continued.

Looking at this scene like purgatory on earth, the three immortals actually showed a weird smile in unison.

As the people who came down to earth this time, as long as someone dies in front of their eyes.

They will be able to pocket the luck of those who have died.

This is simply the scene of profiteering and accumulation, and they can't help but become immortals, but they still show an ugly appearance of greed.

"Almost, build up karma."

The old demon dressed in the skin of an immortal said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged sword immortal and the young immortal with the white finch on his shoulder looked at each other and smiled.

Shot at the same time.

The young immortal reached into the sky.

On the mountain road of Huishan, where the blood flowed like a river, there were streams of black qi that could not be seen by mortals and rose into the sky and merged into the sky.

The originally cloudless sky began to gradually form ominous black clouds.

The middle-aged sword immortal sat cross-legged in the void, and the peachwood sword sword sword was downward, floating on his chest.

In the black clouds that accumulated quickly, there was a thin and ethereal line, which was attracted by this peachwood sword and flowed far into the peachwood sword.

Wu Changqing felt the increasingly gloomy luck of this heaven and earth, like a precursor to the coming of the great calamity.

Although he didn't care much, he wouldn't let these people easily reach a conspiracy.

Sword Qi is in the sea.

There were three streams of sword qi flowing into the dragon and out of the sea, crashing into the three immortals in mid-air.

And the role of the idle old immortal is reflected here.

When the sword qi Canglong that should not be underestimated swept towards them.

The old immortal pushed the huge pagoda in front of him.

The pagoda moved out three zhang horizontally, and it landed right on top of Wu Changqing's head.

At the same time, inside the pagoda, a melodious bell rang.

When the bell rings in the heavens and the earth.

It can dilute all offensives.

The three sword qi dragons hadn't even broken into the three immortals.

It is a direct elimination of the world.

"Come again!"

Wu Changqing provoked it again.

In the sea of sword qi, another sword qi dragon rushed out of the sea and swept towards everyone.

The sword qi continued, and the dragon rode for nine days.

It's like a battle of wills.

It depends on whether Wu Changqing's sword intent is superior, or whether the old immortal's luck magic weapon has the upper hand.

The collision of the sword qi Canglong and the huge pagoda.

The bell ringing was even more deafening.

The continuous stirring of the bell shattered the remnants of the sky and scattered the luck accumulated in Huishan for three hundred years.

It also broke the qi of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in this world.

Far away in the depths of the Shangyin School Palace, thousands of miles away.

An old man dressed in a shabby Confucian robe slowly opened his eyes.

On his face, which had experienced eight hundred years of vicissitudes, there was a rare expression of irrepressible anger.

"Too much deception!"

"If you are an immortal, why do you want to point fingers in the world."

"Is it true that when I Zhang Fuyao guarded the world for 800 years, was it guarded by Bai Zhen!"

The angry words of the old Confucian are like the judgment of heaven and earth on earth.

The three immortals on the Hui Mountain all changed their complexions in unison.