The murderous aura was monstrous, like rolling waves and rushing over, and in an instant, a cold feeling spread all over the Aocang Immortal.

Dangerous!

The feeling that the center of the eyebrows seems to have been pricked by a needle, and it is rare for the Aocang Immortals to have such a feeling for hundreds of years, and every time this feeling appears, it is a moment of crisis for themselves.

But now...... Obviously, when he was gaining the power to attack the Holy Dragon King, the Ao Cang Immortal hesitated for a moment, and it was at this moment that the flaws in his body were infinitely magnified.

The speed of the halberd in his hand also paused slightly, and in an instant, there was a piercing dragon-like sharp sound in his ears, and the claws of the golden dragon rushed up to the sky, like a long pillar directly breaking through the sky, and the dragon's power spread all over the world.

Shout!

It swooped down like a tornado, hitting the back of the Aocang Immortal's head, and the Aocang Immortal's pupils shook, and he instantly turned around and swung out a halberd.

Boom! Boom!

Although the halberd blocked the sharpness of the Holy Dragon King's claw, it couldn't resist the powerful impact force, and the figure of the Proud Immortal was directly shocked back for a distance.

The burly body of the Holy Dragon King rushed sideways, and the fierce hands of the Lord Recognition Glove flashed with an incomparably cold light, and the figure slashed over like thunder.

The momentum was unforgiving, and the entire battle situation was reversed in an instant, and the Aocang Immortal lost the opportunity with one move, and could only be in a defensive state, and in the blink of an eye, he was attacked by the Holy Dragon King and could only retreat again and again.

Yu Wenang's face was extremely gloomy, staring coldly at the battle situation in the distance. If this continues, the Aocang Immortals will definitely lose.

"The Holy Dragon King really lives up to his name. Yuwen Ang muttered to himself in a cold voice: "However, there may not be many fifth-order immortals in the Sword Sect's camp, and the strength of my Praetorian Guard family, there are eight fifth-order immortals, and they will definitely be able to destroy the Sword Sect." ”

At this time, Yu Wenang transmitted the voice to the others at the same time: "We can't wait any longer, the Sword Sect may not lose to us in a single battle, but this one is a battle of life and death!"

In the camp of the Praetorian Guard family, one after another cold and incomparably murderous aura was released unscrupulously, without any scruples, and the strong aura raged everywhere, sweeping the cover, and bombarded the people of the Sword Sect head-on.

Chen Yi instantly sensed the other party's intentions, his expression brushed the edge of the divine sword, and with a wave of his hand, the immortals of the Sword Sect were on standby, looking at the people of the Praetorian Guard family in front of him with a vigilant expression.

At this time, the battle above was turbulent, and the winner was instantly divided.

The golden claw tore through the heavens and the earth and blasted through the defenses of the Proud Immortals, and the powerful energy in the mid-air rippled everywhere.

Boom, the entire heaven and earth roared as if they had been bombarded with a heavy hammer, and a moment later, the huge golden paw print appeared out of thin air above the head of the Proud Immortal.

Bang!

The figure of the Aocang Immortal fell sharply, and a bloody arrow spurted out halfway, and his body fell heavily on a mountain peak, and the entire mountain peak was directly exploded, and the boulders flew everywhere, and the onlookers were strongly shocked.

The Sword Sect won both battles, and the demeanor of the former leader has not diminished in the slightest. Even if he has been silent for a hundred years and opens the sect today, the Sword Sect can still make people feel his strength.

In mid-air, the dragon roared, the Holy Dragon King waved his arm, and the paw prints landed directly into the inner side of the mountain peak that was tumbling with thick dust and smoke.

"Up!"

At this time, Yuwen Ang couldn't hold it anymore, and with a wave of his big hand, many powerhouses of the Praetorian Guard family rushed forward one after another, and a scuffle between most of the immortal levels kicked off in an instant.

In the Janissary Family, in addition to the Aocang Immortals who had been defeated by the Holy Dragon King, there were also seven fifth-order immortals. Several Praetorian Guard families joined forces, and even if each family sent a fifth-order immortal, the number and power of the superimposed were terrifying.

There are not many fifth-order immortals in the Sword Sect, and now in addition to the Holy Dragon King who is fighting, there are only Demon Slayer Great Immortals, Hua Manlou and Wanbao Empress.

"The invasion of the Demon Gate has added a lot of high-level immortals to the originally balanced Earth Cultivation Realm. ”

Hua Manlou's figure floated up to meet him with a grim expression, and said in a deep voice: "You have sold all your souls and contributed them to the demons, so that you have obtained many opportunities for breakthroughs, this is a crooked way after all!"

In the heyday of the Sword Sect many years ago, although there were many sword immortals, there were only a few golden immortals in the history of the Sword Sect.

First, because of the difficulty of the Sword Immortals, and secondly, because of the limitations of the space on the earth.

In the past hundred years, the silent invasion of the Demon Gate has obviously quietly changed this pattern of luck. In particular, high-level immortals have repeatedly made breakthroughs, but most of them belong to the Demon Gate.

The fragrance of flowers enveloped this piece of heaven and earth, Yu Wenang's face changed, and with a wave of his hand, four fifth-order immortals rushed up at the same time, besieging Hua Manlou alone.

is also a fifth-order immortal, the strength of Hua Manlou, the first person on the god list, can be said to be unfathomable, and the four fifth-order immortals are pressed at the same time, but they can't suppress Hua Manlou, but they can only withstand Hua Manlou's attack.

The petals that swung out of the snap of his fingers contained power enough to destroy a high-level immortal. Among the fifth-order immortals, Hua Manlou had definitely reached a terrifying peak.

Chen Yi also saw this scene, his pupils lit up slightly, and in this situation of strength, Hua Manlou has a chance to break through and become a golden immortal as long as he has an opportunity.

The ultimate enemy of the Sword Sect was the Demon Gate, and Liu Feng had already felt their strength in the Divine Spirit Realm. Many golden immortal spirit bodies shocked the gods, and in the final battle in the future, I am afraid that only the golden immortal level has the ability to affect the battle situation.

"After this war, we must find a way to help Hua Manlou's predecessors break through. Chen Yi said silently in his heart, at this time, an immortal-level powerhouse had already appeared in front of him, Gongsun Mingce, a fourth-order immortal from the Gun Sect.

In this melee, Chen Yi naturally became the number one target of the Praetorian Guard family, and now seeing that Sun Mingce, the prince of the Gun Sect, took the lead to deal with Chen Yi, the rest of the people also looked for the rest of the targets.

After all, in the eyes of many people, Gongsun Mingce's strength was enough to deal with the Sword Sect Master.

How would they know that although the battle between Gongsun Mingce and Chen Yi now seemed fierce and fierce, both sides actually had strength, and even frowned.

This is Chen Yi's reluctance to expose the identity of Xiao Wu's predecessors, because although the situation in front of him is chaotic, it is still in the situation that the Sword Sect can control, and the strongest person of the Sword Sect, the only Golden Immortal Ji Li, has not yet made a move.

Hua Manlou alone fought against the four fifth-order immortals to show his strong prestige, and a rain of money floated in the sky, mixed with the dazzling light of jewels.

After the Demon Slayer Great Immortal faced Yu Wen Ang's giant axe, the Empress of Ten Thousand Treasures directly attacked the other two fifth-order immortals, defeating one against two. At this moment, everyone around saw the sharpness of the strong man of the Sword Sect.

It was also a fifth-order, and several people from the Sword Sect were obviously superior in strength, and within the same rank, the strength could be very different, and the strong and chaotic battle began in an instant.

The other person of the Gun Sect, Gongsun Silent Xing, was facing Chen Jiajia at this moment.

Xiao Jiu's identity Chen Jiajia also knew it for a long time, because Chen Jiajia was also tasked with protecting Wang Xiaoya at any time, so at the moment when the scuffle broke out, Chen Yi asked Xiao Jiu's seniors to take the initiative to take Chen Jiajia as an opponent.

At this time, Wang Xiaoya was also about to step out to meet the enemy, but the moment she took her steps, she suddenly felt a sense of the world spinning.

At the same time, that strange and incompromising cold gas appeared again, as if it instantly froze Wang Xiaoya.

Step on!

Wang Xiaoya's pace staggered, her eyes subconsciously closed slightly, this time, the cold feeling lasted a few seconds longer than before, Wang Xiaoya obviously couldn't support it and was about to fall.

"Xiaoya!" Chen Jiajia was the closest to her, and when she noticed her strangeness, she couldn't help but ask urgently: "What's wrong with you?"

The moment the cold air spread to the body, the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, but at this moment, the cold feeling was gradually disappearing, Wang Xiaoya reluctantly raised her eyes and smiled: "I'm fine." ”

At this moment, in the island in the middle of the lake not far from the new site of the Sword Sect, in that jungle, strange lights lingered and flickered.

The place that was originally planted with trees became extremely empty within a radius of more than 100 meters, and the figures were distributed around, setting up altars to cast spells, and in the center was the Chill Whip Immortal.

At this moment, the face of the Cold Whip Immortal was cold and squinted, and he sat cross-legged, his hands spinning rapidly, releasing bursts of strange aura.

Directly in front of him, on an ice-stone platform, a wooden figure appeared. On the wooden figure, there is a birthday engraved with eight characters, which is very weird.

"What the hell is the old man doing with the cold whip?" On a lush tree in the distance, Li Miaomiao and Monk Konggong watched all this.

At this time, Li Miaomiao couldn't help frowning, and her eyes were very puzzled. Monk Konggong stared ahead and fell into thought.

"It's a lot like a legendary evil sorcery that can give people a kind of damage similar to a curse. Monk Gong Gong whispered.

Li Miaomiao's eyes widened: "Witchcraft, curses, what the hell is going on?"

"In fact, this is just the way of practice practiced by an ancient sect, which is a little different from ours, but it is not false. ”

Monk Konggong groaned and said, "The headquarters of the Divine Whip Sect is close to the land of Miao Jiang, which happens to be near the place where the ancient sect that is said to have gone extinct, and it is not surprising that the old man of the Cold Whip occasionally came across this method. ”

"But what I'm curious about is who is the birth date he carved on that wooden figure?"

"Could it be the boss!" Li Miaomiao's eyes suddenly widened, and at the same time said in surprise: "Is this just a circle to curse you?"

After a while, the monk Konggong looked solemn: "This is no joke, the Cold Whip Immortal is a high-level immortal of the Divine Whip Sect, and now he has this mysterious and evil witchcraft. ”

"It seems that he has fused witchcraft with his unique cold poison, and his harmful methods are absolutely unguardable, and now his target must be this person with eight birthdays. ”

"Then what should we do now?" Li Miao said with a straight face: "Notify the boss immediately?"

Monk Konggong nodded, immediately took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and his face sank slightly: "There is no phone over there!"