Chapter Twenty-Seven: Life and Death Are All Sectarian Immortals!

Meng Huan leaned over and turned into a villain, standing on the lotus leaf, but he didn't bother to look at himself, because the scene in front of him was shocking.

A strange fog, a few gusts of cold wind. The colorful glow is shrouded in colorless golden light, and the clouds rise from a thousand bright colors. Tens of thousands of monks stood in the air, there were rare beasts, all kinds of magic weapons, blue, white, red, black, and yellow five-color array flags, there were seven-incense carts, eight tiger carts rampant, and bells, drums and jade chimes, the sound of which stirred the universe and alarmed the world.

"I am the golden spirit, and now I have set up a great array of ten thousand immortals, and life and death are all for the sect of immortals!"

"I am nothing, life and death are all for the Sect Immortals!"

"I am a turtle spirit, and life and death are all sect interception immortals!"

"I'm for... Life and death are all for the Sect Interception Immortals!"

"Life and death are all for the Sect Interception Immortals!"

"Sect Interception Immortal!"

The shouts overshadowed the sound of bells, drums and jade chimes, resounding throughout the world.

Ten Thousand Immortal Array, the name of the formation appeared in Meng Huan's heart, this lotus leaf was transformed by Qingping Sword?

If it was the same as he thought, then this was the first innate spirit treasure he had seen, and it was still the Dao Instrument of the Tongtian Sect Master.

Without waiting for Meng Huan to be happy, he found a strange beast rushing towards him, with eight horns on its head and colorful fur on its body, it was the colorful divine deer, which was only the mount of a certain immortal in the formation at this time.

"Life and death are all for the Sect Interception Immortals!"

The colorful deer spat out people's words and pounced on Meng Huan, treating Meng Huan as an enemy.

Meng Huan's heart tightened, and he found that there was no storage bag, and he was only focused on the lotus leaf at this time, and he didn't have a magic weapon.

He hurriedly cast a retreat technique to dodge the collision of the colorful deer.

"This colorful deer seems to only have the breath of the purple mansion, and it is in the same realm as me, is this the level set up by the Tongtian Sect Master in order to experience the destined people. ”

"No matter!"

"How, the wind!"

A strange wind blew, turned into thousands of sharp swords, and slaughtered the elk. The colorful deer seemed to be enraged, the colorful divine light on his body shone, and his speed increased several times, dodging the sword qi and continuing to collide with Meng Huan.

"Summoning the rain!"

There was a rain of swords in the sky, and the rain was like a sword, stabbing at the elk with the wind.

The elk no longer hid, and the colorful light on the fur was even worse, blocking Meng Huan's sword rain, and a corner came towards Meng Huan.

Meng Huan had just entered the realm of the Purple Mansion, and before he could comprehend the magic spell in detail, his speed was a few percent slower, and he was flying by a corner, and blood was spilling from his mouth.

"It hurts! It's so real, I can't hurt it with this wind and rain technique. Meng Huan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and quickly ran away.

The colorful deer didn't give him this chance, and another horn hit him, Meng Huan was knocked away again, this kind of power is similar to him, although he won't kill him at once, but a few more times, Meng Huan will not be able to stand it.

"What to do!"

Meng Huan has learned some things in the past three years, so he hurriedly used them.

With the void as paper, fingers as pens, and mana as ink, draw a thunder talisman out of thin air and condense it in the air. A thunderbolt fell from the sky, but it only stopped the Colorful Deer's footsteps. Meng Huan took advantage of the elk to pause, carefully comprehended the golden light of the ground, and wanted to distance himself from the elk.

In an instant, the elk caught up again. Meng Huan still has the art of controlling fire, but he usually controls earth fire, and he has not yet cultivated real fire at this time. Originally, he planned to cultivate the Five Elements in the Purple Mansion Realm, but whoever thought that he would be abused like this because of curiosity.

The elk slammed into him again, knocking him away again.

"It hurts, you won't take it lightly, I may still be the heir of your sect leader, what good fruit to eat if you offend me." ”

As if he hadn't heard what he said, the elk continued to bump into him.

"What to do, what to do?"

Meng Huan had no choice but to endure the pain and continue to escape.

Suddenly, Meng Huan's mind flashed the sword that he had when he opened the Purple Mansion. There was no way, only the feeling of opening the world that he had experienced before, the Eternal Starry Sky Sword in the Purple Mansion was held in Meng Huan's hand, and a sword slashed towards the colorful deer.

Without the slightest sound, the Sword of the Stars directly slashed the elk into a rain of light.

Meng Huan carefully experienced this feeling, that kind of star power should be the Purple Mansion Alien Power, which was different from the mana of the Qi Refining Period, it was the kind of mana with his own enlightenment, not like the pure mana that just turned the heaven and earth aura into pure mana.

As he was realizing, another Vermilion Bird flew out of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array, and his cultivation aura was still the same as his, but compared to the elk that could only use brute force just now, he had some fire attribute power on his body.

"Life and death are all for the Sect Interception Immortals!"

Vermilion Bird also spoke, without waiting for him to understand, a real fire directly erupted from his mouth and burned towards him. If the colorful deer in front of him has never cultivated, this vermilion bird is equivalent to a demon beast in the Purple Mansion Realm.

Meng Huan found that the mana he had just fought with the elk had recovered, and his injuries had disappeared, and he was not afraid of this vermilion bird, and with a sword starlight, the true fire was directly split into two, and continued to attack Meng Huan.

He had a feeling that this real fire was more powerful than the fire of Brother Zheng in Pingyang, and if it burned on his body, he would inevitably be burned to ashes.

Shakers!

The rain fell quickly, borrowing the wind to pour out the real fire.

Who knew that the fire had been subjected to this rain, and it burned even more vigorously, if Brother Zheng had cultivated to the Purple Mansion realm before, his true fire would have been nothing more than that.

No, Meng Huan could only use the fire control method in Danxue Mountain Middle School. He pinched between his fingers, and the fire from the Vermilion Bird seemed to have some reaction, but it was not obvious.

Meng Huan could only rely on the Escape Technique, wanting to bypass this fire and directly attack the Vermilion Bird body.

However, this vermilion bird has a bit of phoenix blood, how can it be so easy to get along, gently spread its wings, and escaped.

"Life and death are all for the Sect Interception Immortals!"

Another ball of fire erupted, Meng Huan saw that there was real fire in front and back, he was caught in the middle, and he could only try to entangle with Vermilion Bird with the escape technique.

It backfired, and soon, he was surrounded by true fire, and his ability to escape was still low, so he couldn't escape into the void, otherwise he wouldn't be blocked by this flame.

The fire control technique was used again, although it couldn't have much impact on this fire, but Meng Huan didn't want to give up directly.

The real fire was coming, and Meng Huan could feel the burning sensation of this fire. There is some regret in his heart, he often says to Maruko, 'Curiosity kills cats', who would have thought that he would plant himself on curiosity this time, this time there is no Maruko to save him, maybe he will be able to return to Earth soon, I just hope that Maruko can live well as a cat.

Meng Huan couldn't feel the burning sensation anymore, his consciousness was slowly dissipating, but at the moment of death, he thought a lot.

——

"Master, get up! ”

When Meng Huan opened his eyes, he saw the kitten rubbing his neck.

"I'm not even dead?" But the feeling of death was real, and it greatly improved Meng Huan's mind.

"Alright, we'll go pick the fruit later. "There should be a lot of spiritual fruits grown in two years, Meng Huan thought.

Countless miles away, thirty-three days above, a green-robed Taoist opened his eyes.

"His legacy?"

"Alas~"