The Seven-Star Dragon Spring was grabbed by Wang Mu in his hands, and the golden light on his palms was bursting out, and the two palms together could withstand the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword of the Moon Blasphemy Daoist!

Yue Dao Daoren's face darkened, and finally failed, he was trapped by the immobilization technique forbidden seventy percent of his strength, and he could only use thirty percent of his strength to perform this method, but it was a pity.

"You won, the old man is old after all, and he wanted to live a little longer with the help of reversing the heavenly power, but after all, it was difficult to resist the arrangement of fate, and his body and death were digested into a handful of dust. The Moon Daoist shook his head and sighed.

Wang Mu glanced at the Moon Blasphemy Daoist, he didn't have much spiritual power to support himself now, and the realm of the fifth foundation building was not so easy to maintain, so he withdrew his spiritual power. The Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword in his palm also slowly disappeared, and Wang Mu opened his palm.

There was a blur of flesh and blood on it, and it was only after he performed Xuan Gong that he blocked this Seven-Star Longquan Sword that only had the spiritual power of the Moon Dao Man, not only that, but the Xuan Gong was also broken, and his palms were covered with blood.

After Wang Mu glanced at his bloody hands, he activated the Dao Technique of Resurrection from the Dead, slowly recovering his palm, and then looked at the Yue Daoist and said, "Wang didn't expect that his predecessors would have such a strong ability to break this immobilization ban. The senior is the only person who can break the immobilization technique since he cast the immobilization ban. ”

"Hehe, you are humiliating the old man, if you can break your Lingtai Sect's immobilization technique, the old man will really die without regrets, but it's a pity that the old man has little time, your immobilization technique is not perfect enough, there are too many loopholes, and the old man can break it. If you are a master of Yunping Daoist, the old man will really be trapped to death by him!" said the Yuedu Daoist.

Wang Mu looked at the Yuedu Daoist and said: "The senior is wrongly praised, but the junior master is not Yunping Daoist, he is the ancestor of the younger generation!

"Liu Jueqi, he is the sect master of the Lingtai Sect, it seems that the old man is really going to enter the tomb to rest, it seems that Yunping has surpassed the old man, I really didn't expect it, isn't it that the three brothers of the Lingtai Sect have already stepped into the next realm?"

Wang Mu saw the look of the Moon Blasphemy Daoist, and guessed what the Moon Blasphemy Daoist said, could it be that the Yunping Master Ancestor and the Mad Immortal Master Ancestor were not the cultivation of the foundation building, but the cultivation that was stronger than the foundation building?

Wanting to fight here, Wang Mu couldn't help but take a cold breath, and then asked, "Could it be that my master is already in the realm above the foundation?"

"Haha, boy, I don't know what kind of realm your master is old man. The old man is about to leave, and if you can kill a strong man who has built the seventh foundation of the foundation, it can be regarded as something that you kid can brag about!"

The spiritual power in his body was also draining, and he only realized at this time that his longevity had reached the point of exhaustion. At this time, I felt that the spiritual power of my body was constantly changing, and the Qi Sea Dantian was also rapidly decaying, constantly changing.

He already had a will to die in his eyes, he didn't want to move, and sat on the ground, his hair was completely white at this time, and he didn't expect that this battle with Wang Mu would be his last battle.

"Heaven and earth are long, the avenue is impermanent, cultivate immortality, and do not fall into reincarnation!" After the Yue Daoist finished speaking, his expression darkened, but he was already dead.

Wang Mu looked at the Supreme Elder of the Fengyin Sect in front of him, and a desolate feeling appeared in his eyes, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, if he does not become an immortal, he will eventually return to the Netherworld.

Only by becoming a supreme immortal can he live with Tianqi and not be troubled by Shouyuan, at this time, Wang Mu's heart is extremely hot about immortality.

Thousands of miles away, under a sunless sky, in a place where the jade plaque was placed in the Wind Yin Sect, a bell suddenly rang out.

"Elder Yue Taishang Immortal has passed away!"

As the sect master, Nie Wushuang came here quickly, and several figures appeared beside him, looking at the jade plate that had been shattered, Nie Wushuang said slowly: "The Yue Taishang Elder Shou Yuan died of exhaustion, but it was the end of his life, not vendetta or the like, announcing the sect, prohibiting noisy entertainment for three days!"

Every monk from a famous and authentic sect will leave a soul card of his own in his own sect. This soul card is associated with the life of the monk, and the sect places a qi machine on the jade card to pull it, once the monk dies, the soul card will be shattered, and the soul card will show the reason for the monk's death!

However, the jade plaque of the Moon Blasphemy Daoist is dim and automatically shattered, which means that the Moon Desecration Daoist is automatically dying of old age when his longevity is exhausted.

"Sect Master, but Elder Yuedu Taishang is not here, should we send a disciple to search for him and bring back his bones?"

"No need, presumably Uncle Yue may feel that his longevity is approaching before he leaves the Fengyin Sect, find a quiet place as his grave place, and we won't bother him!"

"Obey the Sect's Decree!"

Nie Wushuang turned around and left, but he was thinking about this matter, he thought that the Moon Blasphemy Daoist did not respect the sect master's order, and went out of the mountain to find Wang Mu and snatch the reversal of the Heavenly Gong, but who knew that the Moon Desecration Daoist actually chose to die outside.

He didn't have much to do, and the Sect Master's Pavilion didn't send out a decree, so he followed the general rules.

It's just that I hope Uncle Yuedu can choose a good place.

On the island of the wicked, the night slowly fell into the earth, the sun was about to get angry, and many monks were already exhausted after fighting on the island of the wicked after fighting for a night, and they saw through the fog what the enemy they had fought for a night looked like, but after seeing the enemy, they were disappointed, just ordinary monks, not the boy on the island of the wicked.

"There is a strong person who has already obtained the exercises left by that young man, let's go back!"

"Someone actually got the immortal law, hurry up and take a look, see if you can snatch it back!"

Several monks discussed with each other, and they also wanted to obtain the divine immortal method that was rumored, and they also wanted to cultivate into immortal immortals.

They could only go to the side to see if there was anything else in Wang Mu's hands, except for the killing of a brocade-clothed monk who didn't know that he was a person from the Wicked Island, they didn't see anything else, and as the day came, the fog became more and more difficult to see the road.

"It turns out that there is a Xuanmen Dunjia here, so we can't go out, and we actually wandered around this tree all night!"

"No wonder I always hear the shouts of killing in front of me, but I don't know where the person is, I see. This wicked island is really full of formations!"

A group of monks who had been wandering around a lark tree all night, after seeing the lark tree beside them, they had a strange look on their faces, and they were a little overwhelmed, they actually wandered around in place all night, no wonder the benefits were snatched away!

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and find the peerless immortal method, we must get this immortal method!Dominate this sea area!" A monk held a short knife in his palm and slashed into the thick fog.

Several monks behind him were startled by his movements, and watched as the monk walked into the depths of the fog, but how could they remember that the shouts of killing were coming from the direction behind them, could they not have heard them wrong?

When they looked again, the first monk who had left had long since disappeared, and the fog was so great that they could not find him.

The first monk to leave took the big sword and wanted to win the Heavenly Reversal Gong, but he walked to Wang Mu's location.

He walked in and saw clearly what was happening in front of him, a young man dressed in black, his clothes had been torn, and not far in front of him, an old man who had been dead for a long time.

"Boy, which island are you from?" the monk asked in a rough voice, pointing the knife in his hand at Wang Mu.

"I, I'm from this wicked island!" Wang Mu looked at the monk with a smile in his eyes.

"Oh, this island. The monk said with a sudden expression, and then his expression changed greatly, the young man in black, the monk on this island!

"Don't move, the blood in your body has been controlled by me, if you dare to resist, I will draw the blood from your whole body!" Wang Mu said.

The monk's body moved slightly, and only then did he feel that his body seemed to be a little uncontrollable, as if his blood was constantly changing, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.