"This Immortal Sword Formation, can it be a Immortal God?!"

Whether this supreme killing sword formation, which appeared for the first time in heaven and earth, could do this, no one could know, but one thing was certain.

"There is no problem in killing the three elders of bitterness!"

After the bitter silence heart sword that the three elders had been building up for a long time was shattered by the automatic counterattack of the Zhuxian Sword Array, everyone was convinced of it.

At this moment, three figures staggered out of the large chaotic and broken airflow.

- The three elders of bitterness!

At this time, the three elders of bitterness and loneliness have no old people who relied on the old and sold the old at the beginning, and there are no children left after the outbreak of the withered Yuanyang**, and some are just embarrassed and sad.

"How so?"

The bitter silence of the three elders was wailing in their hearts, they had done a good job of making first-class stars across the sky, killing the Eastern Emperor like Zhongtian, so as to leave a strong stroke.

The result?

Now that even the body of the Eastern Emperor is not close, and they have not cut off a single hair, they are embarrassed to this point, if the three of them reacted a little slower before, and were directly killed by the counterattack of the Zhuxian Sword Array, it would really leave a joke for the ages.

At this time, the bitter and lonely three elders who appeared in the eyes of everyone have changed greatly compared with before, one or two are all over the body**, and the brass-colored skin is like King Kong, covered with dense blood marks, and there is blood pouring out of the ground, sliding down the line, forming a blood line, covering the garment.

"Yuanyang is immortal, and the body is immortal!"

Zhang Fan, who was standing in the center of the Zhuxian Sword Formation with his hands in his hands, frowned slightly, and immediately returned to calm.

The so-called Yuanyang Immortal Body, Withering Immortal Body, is an effect attached to the cultivation of Withered Yuanyang** and exploding out.

This effect also needs to burn the natal Yuanyang, the innate Yuanshen, but it is no longer to kill the enemy but to save yourself.

Immortality and immortality are also the most troublesome points when the cultivators of the Withered Yuanyang ** break out.

Just imagine, the cost of cultivating the Withered Yuanyang ** is so great, if it is killed by someone in an instant when it is cast, wouldn't it be a big loss?

This Yuan Yang immortal body, withering immortal body, is a fundamental method that ensures that the caster can persist until the Yuan Yang and Yuan Shen are burned clean.

The three elders of bitterness realized that something was wrong at the critical moment, and hurriedly activated this Yuanyang immortal body, which achieved the withering immortal body and survived the automatic counterattack of the Zhuxian Sword Array.

"The three elders of bitterness, if you can stock up in this hit, you can be regarded as worthy of Zhang Mou to preside over the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and take Er and others as the people of the sacrifice array!"

Zhang Fan's voice sounded slowly, and he followed the prestige, but he saw that there was no one in the place where he was originally located, but on the Zhuxian Terrace of the four high platforms, a person sat cross-legged in front of the Zhuxian Sword.

"You ......"

The face of the bitter and lonely three elders changed instantly, and an indescribable sadness and anger were as rich as substance.

The three of them endured no way forward, the immortal road was hopeless, and they were lonely for 100,000 years, and what they were waiting for was the result of the "sacrifice array", which was really embarrassing.

At this time, the three elders of bitterness and silence joined forces, which was tantamount to a top powerhouse in the world of immortals, and the sacrificial array was only "worthy" in Zhang Fan's mouth, and it sounded tantamount to humiliation in the ears of others, only Zhang Fan himself understood, but it was just the truth.

Before Zhang Fan's words fell, the bitter silence of the three elders had no time to react, and a touch of anger and determination had just appeared on their faces.

At this time, Zhang Fan's head was in the Eastern Emperor Realm, and a clear breath gushed out, divided into three, and turned into three "Zhang Fan" with very different breaths, each of whom saluted without mentioning it.

"One gasification and three clearances!"

I don't know how many people exclaimed, when Zhang Fan used it to fight against the golden retriever, the three immortal weapons of the ancient demon king and the great ape king, this great supernatural power was firmly reflected in everyone's hearts, and it was recognized in an instant.

"I see!" many of the sharp-minded people had already reacted.

Zhu Xian Sword Array, there are Zhu Xian Sword, Killing Immortal Sword, Trapping Immortal Sword, and Absolute Immortal Sword, each hanging on a high platform, and it is necessary to have four people to be able to preside over the sword formation and kill the enemy.

If Fang Cai counterattacked on his own, he really couldn't exert the power of the sword array.

Zhang Fan's approach was to use his great supernatural powers: one gas to turn three clears, and with the power of one person, to turn into four, and completely stimulate the power of the Zhuxian Sword Array.

When the millions of immortals were amazed by their ingenuity in combining the two supernatural powers, Zhang Fan frowned unnoticed.

Fusang, Zifu, and Yunchi, these three Qingqi clones have different temperaments, and they are as dedicated as me, which can be used as a clone, and they have reading power and wisdom, so they can fight against strong enemies, and they are naturally invincible.

However, if you want to use them to preside over the Zhuxian Sword Array, it is still a little short.

"I, not me!"

"These three doppelgangers, after all, are made of supernatural powers, the original self has not been born for a long time, and the origin is slept by supernatural powers, coupled with the lack of integration with my own breath, if it is used to preside over the Zhuxian Sword Formation, I am afraid that the cooperation will not be able to be harmonized, and the power can not be fully displayed. ”

Zhang Fan groaned for a moment, and all the thoughts in his heart turned, and the outside world seemed to pause for a moment, and then pointed to the prejudice and pressed it to the center of his eyebrows.

"What else does he want to do?"

Everyone had questions, and the results were already out.

"Wow Wow Wow~~"

Three infant cries suddenly sounded in the ears, echoing in the soul, greed, hatred and obsession, born out of nowhere.

Demon Baby: Greed, hatred, stupidity!

In Zhang Fan's eyebrows, the three demon babies swept out, crying like human surnames, flying around Zhang Fan, if they hadn't been released for so long.

Today's Zhang Fan, who is in the realm of cultivation, is even better than the predecessors who created this demon baby. The three demon babies of greed and hatred have followed him for hundreds of years, and their breath has long been tainted by the night, and they have long since broken away from the shackles of the demon path and become a new existence.

A smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, as if he was remembering, and as if he had thrown it away, he drank in his mouth:

"Go ahead!"

In the sound of the baby's cry, the three demon babies escaped into the void, and when they reappeared, they had already appeared on the three major parts of Fusang, Zifu, and Yunchi, and pounced out.

In an instant, the three doppelgangers have demon babies in and out, and they are transformed in turn, and later, no one knows which body the three demon babies are integrated into, or all three.

The three doppelgangers of Fusang, Zifu, and Yunchi, who were originally immortal wind bones, changed their expressions between their eyebrows, and finally became smart, as if they had fallen into some kind of memory and dream............ On the Fusang tree, the golden flame burns, and the place where it takes root is the ancient earth.

On the treetops, the golden crow builds a nest, and every day it either rises to the white of the world, or gathers and frolicks...... In the vague memory of the Fusang tree, there seem to be ten big golden crows, which accompany him all year round.

He was born as the spiritual root of the fire heaven and earth, all things can not be approached, and the living soul touches the death, only the great golden crow, can not be injured and not die, but like bathing in a hot spring, happy and build a nest.

The world is so big, boundless and boundless, only these ten big golden crows can accompany it.

All this, with the sound of arrows tearing the heavens and the earth through the sky, never existed again...... At that moment, the hibiscus tree shed its branches and leaves, extinguished its flames, and trembled and trembled like weeping.

When the branches and leaves regenerated and the flame was rekindled, sorrow, anger, bitterness, and pain turned into anger!

How he wished, how many times he woke up from his dreams, let go of his senses, and only wanted to see the mischievous golden crow, which would bounce around to find a strong branch on him, play and build a nest.

How he wished that such a thing could be long and endless, and that what he once had and passed away could allow time to go back to him.

Even if it destroys the world, it is not a pity!

When anger is useless and greedy, the Fusang tree releases the golden flame accumulated over the years and burns it all over the world.

He wants to set the whole world on fire with a golden tree, reinvent chaos, and then make progress, and when everything is done, he wakes up from his slumber, and the new world is thought to be a new golden crow in the future, frolicking in him as it was back then.

It's for—idiot!

...... Yunchi greeds for the boundless aura gathered, hoping to come out; can't help but ask for it, but don't know how to compensate; Idiot can be the core of heaven and earth, absorbing immeasurable vitality; Zifu greed is lush with forests, living creatures multiply, full of vitality; Hatred of the ancient times is shattered, the land sinks into the sea, and the forest is rotting and the living beings are extinct; Crazy hope to be able to return to the ancients, lying on the sea, feeling the sunshine, hundreds of millions of living beings on the body, happy and free............ All living beings in the world have greed, hatred and obsession, Fusang, Yunchi, and Zifu are generated for heaven and earth, and they exist forever, and there are countless stories in them, which are inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

The three demon babies of greed and hatred, with Zhang Fan's natal breath, blended with it, and in an instant, all this was ignited.

With greed, hatred and obsession, the three doppelgangers really have the breath of "people"!

"Zhuxian Sword Formation, up!"

Zhang Fan shouted, Zhu Xian Sword, Killing Immortal Sword, Trapping Immortal Sword, Absolute Immortal Sword, the four swords roared together, if ten thousand years of loneliness, he had long been looking forward to a scene where the world was shocked by the edge.

Fusang, Yunchi, and Zifu, the three doppelgangers, bowed and saluted, and their bodies moved, separating the high platform.

"Immortals can be punished, gods can be killed, all beings are trapped, and all souls are extinct!"

"Kill!"

Zhang Fan pointed into a sword, and when he pointed at his chest, a natal vitality gushed out from the sword fingers, stirring on the Zhuxian Sword.

Fusang, Zifu, and Yunchi, the three doppelgangers, made the same action at the same time.

"Wow~"

The four swords of Zhu Xian, in the tremor sound, a sword light wandered away, out of the Zhu Xian and into the killing immortal, and then into the immortal to wear the immortal, when this sword light returned to the Zhu Xian sword, the sword body suddenly brightened, bright white to cover all the brilliance of the world.

"Go!"

The sword of Zhuxian trembled, the sword body vibrate, and a sword light, gathering the power of the four swords of Zhuxian, flashed out with the brilliance that covered the elegance of the world.

"Whoosh~"

The optical fiber of the sword is as thin and bright as a swimming dragon, and in a moment, when everyone's eyes can't keep up with it, and their minds can't turn around, it is on the neck of the bitter and lonely three elders, bypassing!

There was no power to resist, and there was no time to react, the bitter silence of the three elders saw the sword light coming to him, and then the sky turned high and flew high, and the corner of his eyes was seeing that his body was still standing, and he had lost the head of the six yangs on it.

What Yuanyang immortal body, what withering immortal body?!

Under a sword, it is all in vain.

(To be continued)