Bai Xiaotian's question has not been answered for the time being.

Feng Linwan had some thoughts in his heart, but he wasn't ready to say it. Bai Xiaotian's family background is extraordinary, and if she has any questions, she naturally has her elders to solve her doubts. There is no need for Feng Lin Wan to talk too much, saying that it is not reactive, saying that there is a mistake, and it is too much.

It's just that according to Feng Linwan's thoughts, whether it is swordsmanship or any other exercise, it is related to the cultivator, but it does not completely belong to its creator.

It's like a Tai Chi boxing, some people use it to maintain health, and some people use it to defeat the enemy.

Who knows what Zhang Sanfeng had in mind when he created this boxing technique, and how many later people really cared?

Boom... ！

With a violent explosion, the golden fire cloud was torn apart, and a powerful wave of fire washed away, spreading in all directions, but it was trapped within a certain range by the formation and could not ripple out.

At this moment, a great tripod passed through the fire cloud and caught the endless trend of the Fushan Ancestor and cut off the sword of the past.

"Roar!"

A hideous and terrifying black-red demon dragon phantom hovered above the Great Ding, the fierce light flashed, and the evil aura gushed out like a tide, and then twitched the Great Ding, smashing towards the Fushan Ancestor.

Clang!

The long sword in the hand of the Fushan Ancestor flashed with layers of sword light, and a sword collapsed on top of the big ding, but it was hit hard and retreated.

A strong man suddenly appeared on the left side of Da Ding, holding Da Ding's ears, his arm shook, and the sound of the dragon roaring in the sky, mixed with rolling fierce flames, roared down and shrouded the whole body of the Fushan Ancestor.

The Fushan Ancestor, who was being impacted by brute force and seemed to be difficult to resist, was surrounded by runic light, holding a sword in one hand and pinching the seal with his vertical fingers.

Streams of light surrounded him, turning into a layer of armor that seemed thin but was actually strong.

Bang Bang Bang!

The big man waved the big ding, with a brutal attitude, and volleyed wildly.

This kind of barbaric and crazy style makes the Fushan Ancestor seem to have no choice for the time being. Maybe it's also because such a means has nothing to do with his inheritance.

It's just that the brute force raid of the strong man seems to be like Cheng Biting Jin's three-plate axe, and after using it, it is just repeated.

This is often the shortcoming of those who can't avoid the way of opening and closing, and the way to seek faster, more ferocious, more fierce, and more violent will inevitably lead to too direct means and lack of variables. Once you can't directly push sideways and defeat your opponent, after a few tricks of familiarity, it is easy to fall into disadvantage.

The sword qi flew horizontally, and the terrifying sword light swept towards the big man with a kind of power that shattered and destroyed all phases.

The big man protected his body with a big ding, and a thick shadow like a mountain rose around his body, and the muscles on his hands and arms were also agitated for a while, as if there were little rats running through the muscles.

In fact, there should be a large amount of qi and blood concentrated around his arm. With the concentration of qi and blood, the huge blood qi stimulates the muscles and bursts out more intense physical power.

In the face of the sword that surrounded and cut off the floating life, the big man covered the big ding, and there was a savage rush.

Crackling!

The void seemed to crumble, and the space seemed to collapse.

Three large arrays that blocked the space in succession turned into powder under this collision.

Dozens of great cultivators of the Lingtai Realm were seriously injured because they were counterattacked by the formation, and they were rushed up and torn apart by those prisoners who broke out of the prison.

In the black clouds of the sky, a figure burst out, mixed with rolling thunder, with a terrifying and extraordinary sound, waving his palm, like holding a heavenly sword.

Providence is like a knife, and it is slashed at the ancestor of Fushan.

A huge blade shadow flashed, cutting through the void, and then the ground was torn apart by the blade into a huge deep ravine thousands of feet long.

The overflowing knife qi rushed into the ground, piercing the ground with thousands of holes. Streamers of flames erupted from the rest of the ground like lava eruptions. Suddenly, everything was destroyed into ruins.

It was the Holy Lord of Fushan who made the shot.

He also used not the method originally inherited by the Fushan Holy Land, but the Seven Absolute Heavenly Punishment Knife that was once created by the Divine Sword Ancestor, using the power of heaven to condense the Heavenly Punishment Knife, the knife is like the Heavenly Curse, ruthless and domineering.

In the ruins, the Fushan Ancestor walked out step by step, his body was already covered with bloodstains, but his breath was still expanding, as if there was no end.

The power that had slept on the other side of time was constantly following his call, returning to his new body.

"Gu Immortal!" the Floating Mountain Holy Lord restrained his sword intent, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Panwang World, there is no golden immortal to say, the true immortal is the ancient Gu Immortal, traveling through time, the power of the Gu Immortal is not dispersed, they can run through the ancient years, and become synonymous with immortal strength.

The Fushan Ancestor has returned from resurrection, and the more he fights, the stronger he becomes, it is a representation that he uses his will to pry time and space, and is constantly restoring the glory of the past.

"Roar!"

The huge demon dragon phantom appeared above the head of the ancestor of the floating mountain, and the big man who held the big tripod before was even more burly at this time, as if he had turned into a little giant.

"Is it a demon? or a witch? The demon body cultivates witchcraft, but it hides in the immortal gate! Heh! Interesting!" The wound on the Fushan Ancestor's body healed quickly.

The next moment, he turned the sword in his hand.

Previously, the strong man who could still fight with him burst out with absolute potential and hidden means at this time, but he did not survive this inexplicable sword at all.

Huge heads flew into the air.

Blood gushed like a fountain, splattering the sky.

Fushan Holy Subway is like the Lord of the Peak Vein... Fall!

At the same time, the burning immortal blood also stained the earth red, and a huge lake of blood melted on the ground in an instant.

The lake of blood smells of sin.

The Iron Statue Peak Vein Master is also one of the four True Immortal cultivators among the current Vein Masters.

The Holy Lord of Fushan was tense, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he turned around directly, raised his hand and tore through the space, and the person had already stepped into half of the void.

But the sword of the Fushan Ancestor followed closely behind.

"If you dare to strike at me, you will leave your life behind. "This sword has crossed another level, and it has even reached the point of being formless and without a trace.

Not to mention Feng Linwan and Bai Xiaotian, who were 'peeping' elsewhere.

Even the great cultivators present couldn't see any movement, and they didn't even know that the Fushan Ancestor had already started wielding his sword.

The Holy Lord of the Floating Mountain seemed to be stupid, and he stiffened half of his body into the hole he had opened, his expression struggling, but he couldn't move.

He's really locked in.

When the absolute will was suppressed, his originally powerful power was now as if it did not belong to him.

Alas... ！

With a sigh, all blockades were lifted.

At the same time, a pair of giant hands, swept through the sky, and slapped on the body of the Fushan Ancestor one after another, knocking him down into the clouds.

Together with the magic weapon that broke through the abyss of sinners and carried many prisoners, he was forcibly pressed back again.

Fushan Holy Land for so many years··· How could there be only one Gu Immortal from the Fushan Ancestor?

At such a critical moment, the Gu Immortal powerhouse hidden in the Fushan Holy Land finally walked from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, and couldn't help but make a move.

However, this does not mean that this is the end of the story, but only the beginning.

"God Destroying Forbidden Spell, Law, Six Absolute Bans, Twelve Elements Breaking the Sky!"

The terrifying power is exerted on the heavens and the earth, and everything that can be seen by the naked eye is frozen, as if it has been sealed in amber.

Only Bai Xiaotian cheered: "Dad!"