The four immortals had already made a plan, and as soon as Fairy Murong made a move, Fairy Ge, who still had some appreciation for He Qi, immediately sacrificed a bronze mirror the size of a palm.

He Qi's expression was stunned, as soon as Fairy Murong made a move, the charm of the bewitching heart lost its effect, his sword heart was clear, and in an instant, he realized that the four immortals in the thunder sea all had bad intentions towards him.

"Why?" He Qi asked, with a pain in his heart that he and Murong Yan were thousand-year-old companions, but for some reason his beloved wife actually attacked him, at this moment, the thunder roared and the lightning flashed wildly, and the Qinglian Sword Domain was on the verge of fragmentation.

There was a trace of guilt in Murong Yan's eyes, and the corners of her mouth opened slightly, but she didn't make any sound.

The white light flashed on the mirror surface of the bronze mirror of Fairy Ge, and a pillar of light shot out, illuminating He Qi, who was bound by Suo Lian.

"Good, good" The sturdy man shouted in surprise, Fairy Ge's magic weapon is the Void Fixing Mirror, and when it is illuminated, it will imprison the physical body and cannot move.

The old man in Tsing Yi and the strong man, the two of them also pinched again and again, a strange blood-colored rune flew out from the center of the strong man's eyebrows, and a ghost head phantom flew out from the head of the old man in Tsing Yi, these four immortals cooperated seamlessly,

The blood rune and the ghost shadow flew in the thunder sea, and there was a piano sound in front of them, and the two flew extremely fast, and many of them were still scattered by the sound of thunder, but when the blood rune entered the ghost shadow and entered the Qinglian Sword Domain, it was smooth sailing, and it was obviously done on the body of the Qinglian Sword Immortal.

Soon the ghost shadow pounced on He Qi, who couldn't move, He Qijun's face was distorted, the pain of the hundred ghosts devouring the gods came from the soul was the torture of the fairy world, and the weird blood talisman was not far behind, and it pierced into He Qi's body in an instant, and He Qi's hundred-zhang tall body decreased rapidly, and the smooth skin and limbs became dry skin.

The Qinglian Sword Domain was already shattered under the attack of the Thunder Dragon, and now there was no Mana support for He, "Boom" There was a loud bang, and the Qinglian Sword Domain was shattered, and the golden thunder drowned He's shape, and the Thunder Dragon God was mighty.

"Collect" the sturdy man shouted, and a crimson blood shadow suddenly rushed out of his body, and the golden thunder swept the red blood shadow from the sea of thunder, just like the Changhong sky, even if it was occasionally struck by the golden thunder, it would not be damaged at all.

"Okay, good, with this grade of Blood God Son, this Immortal Cultivation Avenue will definitely be able to go to the next level" The sturdy man said with great joy.

The Blood Dao is mostly an evil Dao, and the Blood God Son is restrained by the Thunder Dao, but this Blood God Son who is refined with the essence blood of the Qinglian Sword Immortal is not even afraid of the Golden Thunder, how could he not be overjoyed.

At this time, He Qi had not yet fallen, his eyes were like torches looking at the four people, his eyes were full of anger, and at this time, the thunder dragon flashed, and appeared above He Qi, opening his huge mouth and flying down from above, Murong Fairy closed his eyes, and this ending was that He Qi could not escape the fate of being devoured by the thunder dragon.

Seeing this, the old Taoist in Tsing Yi hurriedly pinched his hands, and at the moment before the thunder dragon opened his mouth to bite He Qi, another ghost shadow pounced on He Qi's body, and this ghost shadow flashed through the void and appeared directly in this sonic shield.

The woman in the palace costume exclaimed: "Dao Chief, this heavenly ghost is really powerful, he can actually shuttle through the void in the Golden Thunder Tribulation"

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled: "Fairy Ge doesn't know, the target of this Golden Thunder Catastrophe is He Qi, not the old heavenly ghost."

If you really want to shuttle through the void in the Golden Thunder Catastrophe, the old man guessed that it would be difficult for He Qi to do it, and in comparison, the Blood God Son trained by Xu Daoyou was powerful."

Although this old Taoist said this, his face couldn't bear to be happy, and it was obvious that he was extremely satisfied with the heavenly ghosts refined with He Qi's soul.

This old man touched the three strands of white hair on his chest, his expression was indifferent, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones that were not vulgar.

Lao Dao and the strong man both aimed to achieve their goals, they were discussing the benefits, and they didn't care about He Qi's life or death, the thunder dragon swallowed He Qi in one bite, and flew in the thunder sea with his teeth and claws.

Seeing this, the woman in the palace costume asked, "Why hasn't the thunder dissipated yet?"

The old man in Tsing Yi felt something strange with the sturdy man, and Fairy Murong said coldly: "He's not dead yet."

"Ah," the three immortals exclaimed.

The next moment, there was a drum in the belly of the thunder dragon, and the huge tail of the thunder dragon slapped indiscriminately in the thunder sea, and with a loud "boom", countless sword qi exploded in the belly of the thunder dragon, and the cyan sword qi exploded out of an area thousands of miles wide.

At the same time, this indifferent Murong Fairy, who was sitting cross-legged, shook his delicate body and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his expression was sluggish, and his cultivation fell sharply in an instant, from the peak of the True Immortal to the late stage of the True Immortal, and the middle stage of the True Immortal finally fell into the early stage of the True Immortal, but it seemed that the realm was unstable, and there was a tendency to fall below a big realm.

The three immortals were shocked by the change of the thunder dragon, and after a few breaths, the golden thunder once again flooded the cyan sword qi, and the angry thunder sea began to calm down.

These three immortals realized that it was the Qinglian Sword Immortal who blew up the natal magic weapon before the fall just now, and these three immortals were greatly distressed when they thought of the Nine Yao Sword of Haotian Treasure and the Xuanyuan Qinglian.

The stout man asked, "Yan'er, what's wrong with you!"

Murong Fairy didn't wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and a pair of plain hands played a series of mystical tricks against the quickly calm Lei Hai.

Lei Hai retreated extremely quickly, and there was a thick urgency in Fairy Murong's eyebrows, and finally when Lei Hai was about to disappear, Fairy Murong played a trick.

A coquettish "receive" in the mouth

As soon as the words fell, the blue light in the void shone, and it instantly condensed into a green lotus.

When the three immortals saw their hearts skip a beat, the three of them recognized that it was He Qi's natal magic weapon Xuanyuan Qinglian.

The three immortals agreed, drove the light, and flew towards the green lotus, Murong Fairy showed a trace of sarcasm on her face, and said in her mouth:

"Heaven and earth are infinite, two into one"

Qinglian blue light flashed through the void, and in an instant, it merged with Fairy Murong, and the three immortals were stunned with a look of surprise, and three rays of light flew back in a flash.

The stout man looked eagerly and asked in a pitiful tone:

"Yan'er, does it matter if you're injured?"

Fairy Murong's face was indifferent, and he said in a cold voice: "Ouyang Jian, from now on, if you dare to call Yan'er again, this immortal will definitely make your soul scatter."

The strong man's face was cold and he was about to reply, this Murong Fairy wiped his ten fingers on the guqin, and an invisible sound wave flew out, and the three immortals didn't think so, and the old Taoist in Tsing Yi was overjoyed when he saw that the two of them had a falling out.

The invisible sound wave flew in, and with a wave of his right hand, the big sleeves flew countless starlight and flew out, instantly turning into a giant shield

"Fairy Murong, Brother Ouyang is also kind to you, you are so unreasonable, to put it mildly, you don't admit it when you lift your pants!"

This old man didn't want to persuade peace, he knew that Fairy Murong was thin-faced, and he intended to provoke Fairy Murong.

Murong Fairy Feng's eyes were cold, and he threw a glance at the old Dao, there was no coercion, no spiritual power fluctuations, but the old Dao in Tsing Yi actually felt a burst of fear.

Tsing Yi Lao Dao, the old face was red and secretly thought that if it was the past, you are the woman of Qinglian Sword Immortal, the old man respects you for three points, and today he is dead, how can the old man be afraid of you again!

Just when the old Dao killing intent was together, the invisible sound wave slashed on the giant shield, and unexpectedly there was no blocking in the slightest, and the giant shield immediately turned into countless starlight, like fireflies, and the three immortals were shocked and hurriedly flew back.

When the three immortals flew away, Fairy Murong said coldly: "I have nothing to do with Ouyang Jian, Xu Laodao, if you dare to talk nonsense, this immortal will definitely let you taste your own Hundred Ghost Devouring Souls"

When the sound wave dissipated, the three immortals saw that the Murong fairy was gone, and the three immortals swept away, and there was nothing in the radius, only the traces of the golden thunder catastrophe.