And in reality, the immortal power of the old man in the golden robe completely dispersed, and for a moment, he even took off his defense, completely immersed in his dream realm, and detached from reality!

I saw that at this moment, the mirage was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and the jade horn on his forehead exuded an unprecedented dazzling light, even distorting the void.

"What are you doing in a daze? I can't hold on for long, do it, kill him!"

Mirage gritted his teeth and said, even if he was reluctantly dreaming with the soul of the Golden Immortal with his own strength, it was a fluke......

And after only a moment's effort, the golden-robed old man's eyes had already begun to turn, obviously about to wake up from the dream, and the center of the mirage's eyebrows even cracked a bloody hole.

At the last moment, the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King's pair of golden claws were fiercely inserted into his chest, not even hindered in the slightest.

The golden-robed old man's eyes opened in an instant, but it was too late, and what he saw was a scene of a pair of golden claws tearing his immortal body in half.

Under the brutal ravages of the Cotai Strip, even its immortal soul was shattered......

There was a deep unwillingness in his eyes, and he didn't bat at death, he never thought that he would be taken away by three juniors in a combo like this......

The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King tore the Golden Immortal by hand, which also made the entire Feng Tianxiong Pass boil for a while.

However, the many true immortals who gathered had already wrapped the three of them, without concealing their naked killing intent, and no one could laugh at this time......

Just killing one Golden Immortal would make the three of them work hard, and now they need to face nearly a hundred Golden Immortals, each of which is no less than the existence of Huanglong's real people.

If you don't know what despair is, the current scene is it, the retreat of the three has been sealed, and there is no possibility of going back.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Mirage's mouth, wiping away the blood from his eyebrows and smiling: "Do you finally stop here, or maybe, at least kill one to relieve the anger in your heart......"

King Golden-winged Xiaopeng gritted his teeth and said, "It's all my fault, if I hadn't pulled the two of you up, I wouldn't have ......."

The little ghost interjected: "Jinzi, when did you talk so nonsense? What do you mean to pull? Lao Tzu voluntarily came up, okay?"

"It's a big deal, it's just a death, at least a golden immortal, make a lot of money, it's cool, what about life and death?"

Mirage smiled: "Brother Ghost is in a good mood, how about life and death!"

The little ghost rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, you Sven beast, I haven't seen that trick just now, you kid is hiding very deeply......"

All the true immortals who came to besiege and kill were angry, looking at the three people who were talking and laughing in the mortal situation, and they couldn't help but have blue tendons on their foreheads.

"Death is coming, when I don't exist? mortal rats, no matter how hard they struggle, they can't jump into the dragon gate, you ......"

The little ghost said disdainfully: "Come on...... The ink is endless all day long, and the work on the mouth is very powerful, I'm afraid that it's not the fairy way, but the kung fu of the mouth, right?

The golden immortal's face turned pale, and he said coldly: "Kill them, detain the soul and refine the gods, since they come from mortal dust, maybe they can use the bodies of a few of them to break this Heavenly Sealing Array!"

At this moment, the immortals were full of killing intent, if they could become the first team to break through the mortal dust, they would naturally make the first contribution, and naturally their benefits would be indispensable.

"Brothers, have you heard that when you die, you will give me a clean death, and not a single flesh and blood will be left for these grandchildren!" the little ghost shouted, he had already stepped out of death, what was he afraid of?

The Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King said fiercely: "If you can kill one more, it won't be considered a vain death......

Mirage: "I'll help you ......"

The true immortals looked at the three of them, and their hearts couldn't help but beat drums, is this really the mortal dust they know? This kind of freedom and heroism before life and death is by no means something ordinary people can have.

Whether it is the freedom of the three of them, or the increasingly passionate will in Feng Tianxiong Pass, they can clearly understand the transformation from mortal dust.

And this metamorphosis made them a little flustered......

"Do it!" King Golden-winged Xiaopeng drank violently, and rushed towards the immortals first, and the little ghost mirage behind him followed closely, facing the encirclement of the immortals, the three of them actually took the initiative to attack?

"Look for death!" The person who took the lead shouted angrily all his life, only to see the endless torrent of immortal law shining like a divine sun, and almost instantly submerged the three of them.

The terrifying impact turned the attack of the three into nothingness in an instant, and they were like lonely boats in the stormy waves, and they were shot in tatters, and they could be overturned at any time......

This was also an expected result, the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King could feel that his Dao body was disintegrating at an extremely fast pace, and death was approaching at an extremely fast pace.

But even the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was strange, at this moment before he died, what he recalled in his mind was not what he had done in the past, but how he was curious about how Li Qinglian survived in the face of the siege of the heavens and immortals......

"Whew...... I'm really unwilling, I'm no longer young, but my heart is still frivolous, and I'm angry and angry...... It's not like I ......."

"I really want to fight for this mortal world again...... Until the end of life......"

This is the common idea of the three of them, but there is no regret medicine to take, if they do it all over again, they will still rush up to correct the name of Fan Chen, prove that Fan Chen is not a person who can be bullied, and prove that even if it is an immortal, it will die!

I don't regret it, but I just have some faint regrets......

At the moment when the three of them were about to be torn apart by the torrent of immortal law, a brilliant river stretched out of nothingness, flowed through the battlefield, and finally returned to nothingness.

And under the shroud of this light, everything seems to be frozen, whether it is the immortal methods that explode one after another, or the hideous faces of the immortals.

King Golden-winged Xiaopeng had already closed his eyes and quietly waited for the arrival of death, but he didn't come after waiting for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he was shocked to see this scene.

I saw Candle Jiuyin swimming with a huge and boundless body of the candle dragon stepping out of the long river of time, turning into a human form, leisurely shuttling in the still torrent of immortal law.

Unbound by time, he finally came to the trio.

Mirage smiled bitterly and said, "Lord Ancestral Witch ......"

But listening to the "bell bell!" three crisp sounds, Candle Jiuyin unceremoniously knocked the heads of the three of them, eager to directly lift their heavenly spirit cover!

The three of them were knocked on their heads and swirled, and they already had a bag the size of a steamed bun, and they didn't even care about their dying injuries, and they cried in pain!

"If it weren't for me, you would have died! Died here! Died at your own doorstep? Is this justifying the name of mortals?"

"If you want to die, let me die on the thirty-three heavens! Where is your future battlefield......"

"Here, you young people don't need to worry about it, we old guys are not old enough to be immobile, go back and show me honestly!"

Candle Jiuyin reprimanded sharply, and the three of them only listened, aggrieved but heartwarming at the same time.

"Anyway, this time can still be used like this, Jiuyin senior, you are really good......" The little ghost said with a longing in his eyes.

"Bell!" Candle Jiuyin came to the little ghost's head again, the green bag rose again, the little ghost was in pain and wanted tears in his eyes, and there were two horn-sized bags on his head, so it wasn't funny.

"You little slippery, don't interrupt the old man, go back and clean up a few of you, and wait for the board!" Candle Jiuyin reprimanded.

With a flick of his sleeves, the three of them were sent back to Feng Tianxiong Pass!

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