Tianmeng knew that this immortal was once a rare big man in the ancient and modern worlds, and his reputation was so high that it was almost comparable to the true immortal of the Li faction, and he was defeated at the hands of this person. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info When he invested in the Ten Thousand Immortal Gate, this immortal was already dead, and he inquired about this person in many ways, but he didn't get anything, but Swallow Mountain was relieved because of this. After he stepped into the cloud-breaking layer, the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect Master and the rest of the immortal envoys were still secretive about this matter, and Tianmeng knew that there was a major secret in it, but he had his own troubles, and he didn't bother to ask.

He couldn't help but be surprised when he heard Pan Xuan mention this person, and when he looked at the long sword in Pan Xuan's hand, wasn't it a relic of the Immortal Death? He said sharply: "What do you mean by this? The Immortal Death is still alive in the world?"

"Do you know what an immortal is?"

Tianmeng suddenly woke up and said, "What kind of rhetoric do you have? Do you want to take the opportunity to delay and let those two escape? I don't care whether those two people live or die, but you have a wandering inner dan, I must take it!" He had hope in his heart again, and wanted to capture the coil, force him to ask the magic of the Tianji dossier, and then kill him, and use the power of wandering to expel the black maggots in his body and regain his freedom in one fell swoop.

Pan Xuan looked around and said: "When countless undead died tragically, their grievances were like fire, refining their souls, gathering in the body of one person, and the immortals were born from the mortal womb. He felt the pain of the deep sea, experienced the dying emotions of the deceased, and his heart was always sad. It doesn't matter who he was, what relatives and friends he had, and what his skills were. He lives for the dead, for the Hongyuan, for the way of the world, he is no longer a man, but a snake of greedy souls. Although he was an immortal, he had long since died. The immortal is not a person, but a symbol of the casting of ten thousand immortals. ”

Tianmeng was short of breath, looked at the dead bodies everywhere in the cave, and said, "Swallow the mountain.... Swallowing the mountain and letting me torture the living, is it also for this?"

He said: "What is the difference between the formation of Hades and the formation of refining immortals? The immortal is the king of Hades of all immortals, and the king of Hades is the immortal of demons. ”

In an instant, Tianmeng trembled slightly, his eyes stared at the long sword in his hand, and he said, "Immortal?"

Pan Xuan didn't say anything more, and said: "Let Swallow Mountain come out to see me!"

Tianmeng's body suddenly spasmed, retreated a few steps, and the black gas was thick all over his body, and he had been robbed of his mind by the black maggots in his body, and he shouted again: "Immortal!" The long sword turned, stabbed out like a spiral, and the wind blew violently, and the sword qi swept through, and wherever it reached, the mountains and rocks flew with it, gathering into a hundred stone swords, and the stone sword changed again, condensed into an iron sword, and constantly circled, like a hurricane. This move "Comet Sweep Murder" is the supreme sword technique in the Tianmeng Shenzang Sect, and it is strong and vast, and it is several times better than the "Heavenly Mist and Earth Flower" of Tianxin.

The coiling body flickered, and it had passed through this row of mountains and seas, and attacked Tianmeng, Tianmeng exclaimed: "Fuxi Tongtiandao?"

Pan Xuan said: "Although it is similar, it should not be confused, this is Taiyi Void Spirit Technique." The long sword vibrated sharply, stabbing at Tianmeng's vital point, Tianmeng raised his sword to block, and with a bang, the two of them were each shocked, and their skills were between them. Tianmeng's cultivation is profound, he has calmed down in the blink of an eye, and he imagines the way to crack it, the sword moves have become exquisite and ingenious, and he is no longer hard and brutal, and the sword is even more attached to the true qi of ten thousand immortals, so that if he turns into a spirit again, he will also be injured by the sword qi.

The sword is frequently swords, like smoke and waves, the sword moves of the two are ever-changing, there is no definite method, when attacking and defending each other, the strength and direction are calculated accurately, otherwise there is a slight difference, and the situation will take a sharp turn. Originally, he fought evenly, and his skills were not lost, but his swordsmanship was very far from Tianmeng, but he had just experienced the urging of ten thousand souls, such as being in a thousand years ago, recalling the immortal mortals, fighting in these countless undead, and the moves were all wonderful and weird, like a dream, Tianmeng fought with him for a thousand moves, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

But Tianmeng's mind is dominated by the black maggot, in fact, there is a great hidden danger, it is very easy to be distracted, the longer he fights, the more impatient he is, and gradually his heart is turbulent, just want to find a flaw in the coiling kung fu, defeat him in one fell swoop, suddenly the coiling wind reveals the omission, Tianmeng doesn't want to think about it, immediately cut out, the coiling long sword traction, knock back, Tianmeng's wrist is sore, exclaimed, the long sword has been taken off.

Pan Xuan said: "Go!" The long sword slashed out, Tianmeng rushed to the trick, and layers of black maggots poured out of his body, turning into iron and stone, and with a bang, blocking the sword move. Then the internal force was urged, and the iron and stone protruded, turning into many swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and the edge of the blade rotated and coiled towards the coil.

The coiled body is transparent, avoided in one fell swoop, has come behind Tianmeng, and stabbed a sword, Tianmeng is covered with iron armor again, but the sword is the magic trick of the immortal, the sword is like a ghost, through the body, and when it reaches the body of Tianmeng, it suddenly turns into reality, Tianmeng screamed, grabbed the immortal sword with his palm, regardless of the pain, the true qi was agitated, and counterattacked from the coiled long sword. Pan Xuan frowned, and said: "Do you want to compete with internal strength?" also used his strength to resist, only to feel that the enemy's true qi was like the battle of a trapped beast, but it was doubly dangerous.

Tianmeng laughed miserably, spat blood from his mouth, his strength doubled, and he suddenly understood: "Swallowing Mountain is about to turn around, and Tianmeng's life and death are irrelevant." He forced Tianmeng to consume my power so that he could easily kill me. Sure enough, Tianmeng urged his strength, as if he wanted to force out the last trace of qi and blood on his body.

Panmeng sighed, cohesively defended, no longer counterattacked, Tianmeng roared loudly, Panxian was like being struck by lightning, and was knocked out by Tianmeng, hitting the mountains and rocks, and collapsing. Tianmeng laughed, his expression was ecstatic, like a madman, he pounced towards Panxuan, the blood in his hand coagulated, turned into a black sword, and cut off Panxuan's head.

Who knew that on the way, the black sword turned into black sand, and disappeared in an instant, Tianmeng let out a "huh", only to feel that the true qi in his body was empty, and his immortal law was gone. He lost all his strength, and the black maggot had no support, and with a loud bang, it fell off from him.

Tianmeng said: "This.... This is.... What's going on? He was badly wounded, but he still had his life, and the black maggot that had haunted him for hundreds of years had now fallen to the ground as a puddle of black mud. He was so shocked that he thought he was dreaming, not a nightmare, but a dream far beyond his expectations.

He staggered, stood up, wiped the blood from his lips, and said, "Do you understand what an immortal is now?"

Tianmeng looked up at him, and suddenly said happily: "Yes, yes! In order to save me, you cut off my connection with Hongyuan, causing my immortal energy to dissipate and become a mortal. That black maggot .... The black maggot hid in my dantian qi sea, and as soon as the immortal qi dispersed, it naturally died. ”

Pan Xuan said lightly: "The immortal is the anomaly of the Hongyuan pond water, if the immortal is injured by the dantian, the immortal people will be no different from mortals. I am not a good person, and I want you to leave a letter to explain your crimes. If you lose the power of ascending to the next world, if you don't have the support of my immortal energy, you will become dry bones in a blink of an eye. ”

Tianmeng didn't understand the key? But he had been enslaved by the black maggot for a long time, and he was already exhausted and emaciated, and he really wanted to die immediately, but the black maggot would not let him die. At this moment, he can be free for a short time, and he should be truly full of joy and gratitude. He smiled, "Thank you, thank you." Even if I die now, it is better to live for another thousand years. ”

Pan Xuan ignored him, turned to face the black pool water, Tianmeng knew that there was still a fierce battle after that, the slightest carelessness, the whole world would suffer, did not hesitate, towards Pan Xuan deeply moved, turned around and left the cave.

The pool bubbled in the water, and soon it bubbled like boiling water. The fear in my heart spreads, and my appetite soars, and there is no end to this bubble.

The swallowing mountain is here, and the soul refining of the king of Hades is here.

A fat head emerged from the black water, his eyes flashed with white light, the top of his head was bare, and the fat was layered on top of each other, like a malignant tumor. The skull burst through the slimy black water, and then revealed its massive body, which was an ugly, horribly fat troll, fifteen feet tall, and a circle of fat that swayed like a dress. It grinned as it looked at the coil, its mouth dragging from its chin to the ground, its bloody mouth covering its entire body.

Immortal, how do you overcome him?

Swallow Mountain laughed, and the earth shook with it, as if he slapped it with his hand, and the cave would collapse with it. He said: "You are really an immortal, I came back to life, and I met you again." But you are far less capable than before, and you only have one percent of your strength left, and now you are injured again. Wonderful, wonderful. I won't kill you, but I'll feed you black maggots and make you my servant, there are still thousands of immortals in this mortal world, but I have to find some helpers and work hard. His mouth opened and closed slowly, and he spoke quite quickly, perhaps using abdominal grammar.

Pan Xuan said loudly: "Swallow Mountain, do you know the sea of corpses?"

Swallowing Mountain said: "Sea of corpses, he is my old enemy." Could it be that this person has also been to the mortal world?"

"He is also dead at my hands." ”

Swallowing Mountain roared, his pale eyes turned blood-red, and he said angrily, "Fart, fart! How can you kill Hades with such a small amount of effort right now?"

Pan Xuan smiled: "You can try it." ”

Swallowing Shan slapped it with a palm, and saw that he had brute strength, but he was not afraid, the sword flashed, and the huge force collided with it, bounced the palm of Swallowing Mountain, Swallowing Mountain staggered, roared, and a stream of black gas spewed out. Coiling around the pond and running, dodging the black gas, swallowing the mountain turned his head, chasing closely, the coiling body flickered, and suddenly it reached the shoulder of the swallowing mountain, the purple light flickered, and a sword split out, and in an instant, the sword was shrouded in the spirit of injustice, heavy as a landslide, fast as thunder, piercing into the eyes of the swallowing mountain, this move was exactly the means he imitated Tianlong to deal with the skeleton sword god, and it was appropriate to use it on the swallowing mountain.

Swallow Mountain as the king of Hades, the appearance is just in a thought, the sword in the eyeballs, a moment of pain, in the blink of an eye to return to the original state, when the coil and the sea of corpses fought, with the help of the formation to win, it is not necessarily how difficult, but the sea of corpses is just the incarnation of the king of Hades, the skill does not exist in one, swallowing the mountain in the mortal world for hundreds of years, little by little to find the skill, although it is still not as perfect as the past, but it is much stronger than the sea of corpses. His body shook, and countless black maggots came all over the sky, coiling and slashing out sword qi to alleviate the situation, but he couldn't get a foothold, so he had to jump back to the ground.

Swallowing the mountain with both palms together, the air wave rolled, straight to the ground, coiling unexpectedly swallowing the mountain so quickly, in mid-air, there was nowhere to hide, clicked on the ground, in the palm force, he snorted in a low voice, fell straight out, rolled a few times, only to feel that several bones were broken. (To be continued.) )