The voice of the Demon Immortal resounded throughout the Qingyi Sect Dao Mountain. The black air in the sky continued to converge, covering the sky and the sun, as if the end had come!

The black clouds rolled, the black gas roared, and a black gas vortex slowly formed in the air!

When everyone saw the change in the sky, they were shocked. What the hell is a real demon, and how can this demon be so powerful?

A series of questions appeared in everyone's minds, but unfortunately no one would answer their questions.

The black clouds made up for it, and the black gas continued to fall from the sky.

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The Demon Immortal roared, and countless black qi drilled into his body.

The Demon Immortal sucked the black clouds in the air a lot in one go. His body became black, and the black qi around him was very thick.

"What a terrifying true demon!" the drunken old man said coldly.

The body of the demon immortal was constantly changing, and his appearance had changed dramatically between the black qi and the horizontal.

"Ahh

The demon fairy in front of him still looks like a human, with a black solitary horn growing on his head, his eyes glowing with blood-red light, and a pair of reddish wings on his back, which looks very hideous.

"True Demon Body?" the drunken old man said with a slight startle.

The Demon Immortal laughed and said arrogantly: "Count you as having a little vision, this is the body of the true demon!"

"How can you, a human being, have the body of a true demon?" said the drunken old man. Judging from his vicious eyes, this demon called the Demon Immortal was a human in the past, and the reason for the demonic anger was that he had cultivated some kind of magic kung fu.

The demon fairy sneered at the frightened appearance of the drunk old man. He was able to transform into a true demon body, which was really lucky, relying on the magic pill that Ye Yunfei gave him. A long time ago, he had been given a strange bone, and the bone looked exactly like what he was doing now. He guessed that the bones were probably the real demons of the Demon Realm. After refining the demon bone, due to the lack of Taoism, he could not conjure the body of the true demon, and it was not until he got the magic pill that he succeeded.

"This, I don't need to sue you!" said the Demon Immortal coldly.

As soon as the words fell, he vibrated the black wings behind his back, turned into a big black and red eagle, and pounced on the drunk old man.

Before the eagle's talon fell, the earth within a radius of half a mile was directly cracked. The ground of the Qingyi Sect cracked a lot in an instant.

"Stand back!" Xuanwu yelled.

The giant eagle covered the sky and the sun, covering half of the Qingyi Sect Dao Mountain, and the thick dead air scraped mercilessly towards the people on the Dao Mountain.

The drunken old man's clothes floated, and his clothes fluttered and cracked a little.

"What a powerful demonic aura!" said the drunken old man.

The drunken old man's sleeves flicked, his body flew up, and emerald green light continued to emerge from his body.

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A pillar of emerald light slammed down from the sky, and the earth shook and dust flew wildly.

The people of the Qingyi Sect couldn't open their eyes when they were flashed by the emerald green light.

When everyone opened their eyes, they were completely stunned by the scene in front of them.

A one-zhang thick and hundred-zhang tall turquoise tree is rooted on the Qingyi Pai Dao Mountain. The trunk of the big tree is very thick, the roots are deep into the ground, there are many trunks, the branches are spread horizontally and vertically, and the green leaves are shiny and full of spirituality.

The giant tree that suddenly appeared was the body of the drunken old man. Because the Demon Immortal is too terrifying, he can only conjure up his main body to fight against it, and with his thousands of years of cultivation, coupled with the continuous absorption of nearby spiritual power, he may be able to repel the Demon Immortal.

The giant tree protected all the people of the Qingyi Sect like a big umbrella. The giant tree is constantly emitting turquoise light, and it looks like a fairy tree!

Xuanwu looked at the tall giant tree and said in his heart: "This is an elm tree! Could it be that he is the elm tree planted by the ancestor of Wuxuzi during his lifetime?" It's just that what is recorded in the ancient book is: The elm tree may no longer exist zài.

The eagle had not yet fallen, and the branches of the elm tree pierced it like sharp swords.

The giant eagle's black light flashed, and the giant claws slammed into a huge tree trunk, and the violent force directly shook the tree trunk. Black qi continued to flow from the giant eagle to the giant tree.

As soon as the black qi approached the giant tree, countless turquoise rays of light emerged, dispersing all the black qi.

"Zhenyuan's qi?" the giant eagle exclaimed, looking at the many turquoise rays.

Hearing the word "Zhenyuan's Qi", everyone in Xuanwu shook their heads, very unfamiliar, they had never heard of it.

Zhenyuan's qi is vitality, and it is the source of the aura for the survival of all things. As long as it is a living thing, whether it is a person or a plant, it has more or less Zhenyuan Qi. The Zhenyuan qi on the drunken old man's body is pure and innocent, as pure as a newborn baby.

The black qi on the demon immortal's body is all dead and silent qi, that is, dead qi, and all things will slowly wither as soon as they come into contact, and the turquoise light on the drunken old man's body is all the qi of Zhenyuan, that is, the vitality of the source of all things. Dead air is very different from anger, dead air is thicker and more powerful, and angry anger is purer and more powerful.

If there is 3,000 zhang of dead air, everything will wither, and if there is 3,000 zhang of life, the earth will be green.

The demon immortal rushed down again and again, all of them returned in vain, and they were all forced back by Zhenyuan's anger.

"I advise you, it's better to leave!" said the giant tree.

The giant eagle turned backwards and became the original form of the Demon Immortal again.

"Kill this adversary!" Xuanwu yelled.

Thousands of disciples held immortal swords and smashed towards the demon immortals.

"Don't go over, come back!" roared the giant tree.

Since many disciples have made a move, they will obediently come back again, all of them are full of ferocity, and they will slash towards the demon immortals.

"Look for death!" "Demon Immortal snorted coldly.

As soon as the black qi on the demon immortal's body bubbled, it turned into a giant eagle again, and at the same moment, thousands of black eagles flew out of the black clouds and tore away at many disciples.

Ahhh

The speed of the eagle flock was very fast, and in an instant, many disciples were killed and injured, some were shocked to death by the demon immortal with great force, and some were torn apart by the eagle flock.

The actions of the disciples of the Qingyi Sect completely angered the Demon Immortals.

The Demon Immortal killed many disciples in one breath and said, "Old Elm, I have no intention of being your enemy! Since you insist on getting in my way, then I have no choice but to destroy your Dao Root!"

The best way to deal with Dryads or Dryads or the like is fire. The Demon Immortal also thinks so, but today's drunken old man has thousands of years of Taoism, and ordinary fire naturally can't help him.

The giant eagle of the demon immortal transformation was in the middle of the group of eagles, and the black qi on his body came out wildly, fluttering, and a black and red evil fire appeared.

The black and red fire looks evil and extremely dead. The black flames swept out, and the group of black eagles around the giant eagle was burned in an instant, and all of them turned into black eagles on fire. Many black eagles were like fire crows, one by one, bursting into flames, and the formation was terrifying.

The Demon Immortal burned the fire of death, and the price paid was not ordinarily small. As soon as the black and red fire appeared, his wings fluttered, and countless black fire eagles smashed towards the old elm tree like stones.

The vines of the giant tree fluttered wildly, and the branches flicked wildly, bouncing off many black fireballs one by one.

The Demon Immortal snorted coldly, and the black fire rain poured down.

The black fire was very evil, and it slowly burned those Zhenyuan qi into nothingness.

Now in the battle between life and death, death has a slight upper hand.

Although the spirit of the elm tree has practiced for thousands of years, it can't stop the rapid attack of the demon immortal for a while. Although the drunken old man has a high Taoism, he has a gentle temperament and does not like fighting, and his Taoism is naturally not as good as the demon immortal with the body of a true demon.

Demon. True Devil. What is a demon? The devil is the path of cultivation that takes a shortcut, and the one who blindly pursues killing power is the devil.

Compared with the demon immortal, the drunken old man is naturally inferior to him.

The demon fairy and the drunken old man fought fiercely for half an hour, and the drunken old man was slowly pressed into the downwind, and the Zhenyuan qi on his body became weaker and weaker.

This battle was really earth-shattering, and it was an eye-opener for the Xuanwu people.

After another half an hour of fierce fighting, the turquoise color of the giant tree slowly turned pale green, and finally turned brown.

The Demon Immortal snorted coldly and roared, "Old Elm, I'll send you on your way!"

As soon as the words fell, the black light of the demon fairy flashed and appeared at the root of the giant tree.

"Don't! Stop him!" Xuanwu had already guessed the intention of the Demon Immortal and yelled.

Xuanwu led many disciples to attack the back of the Demon Immortal.

The demon immortal sneered, and the black qi on his body bubbled up, directly shocking the Xuanwu people away.

The black eagle giant claw incarnated by the demon fairy grabbed the bottom of the tree, and the black fire flickered, whirring, and the giant tree began to catch fire from the root.

The black fire burned from the base of the tree to the top of the tree at a very fast speed.

This giant tree is the true appearance of the drunken old man, and once the giant tree is burned to ashes, the drunken old man will also fall completely.

The giant tree shook its branches, but no matter how much it struggled, it still couldn't get rid of the end of being reduced to ashes. (Note: The old elm tree did not die completely, and after a hundred years, the roots of the tree grew new seedlings, which can be regarded as a new life, but his thousand-year-old path was completely destroyed!)

The Demon Immortal was very cunning, and when the Zhenyuan Qi of the giant tree was constantly scorching before, when the giant tree's oil lamp was exhausted, he gave him a fatal blow.

The giant tree that reached the sky slowly turned to ashes in the black flames.

After the demon fairy cleaned up the drunk old man, the black qi on his body was collected and he changed back to his previous human appearance.

Xuanwu looked at the hideous appearance of the demon immortal, and his face was shocked.

"Let's go!" Xuanwu yelled.

The many remaining elders and disciples scattered and fled like refugees.

At the same moment, Xuanwu's body retreated sharply, and he was about to flee with the fairy sword.

"Do you think I'll let you go?" said the Demon Immortal coldly. After finishing speaking, the black qi flashed, and it turned into a giant eagle again, chasing after the fleeing Xuanwu.

As soon as Xuanwu flew out of the hundred zhang, before he could rejoice in the catastrophe and escape, he was shot down to the ground by the claws of the demon fairy who was chasing after him.

Xuanwu fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, blood spurting wildly.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Xuanwu hurriedly knelt down and begged. He looks like a wolf, and he doesn't have the style of a boss at all.

The Demon Immortal sneered, stretched out his giant claws, and pulled out Xuanwu's heart.

Xuanwu looked at the bloody hole in his chest and fell weakly. A new generation of leaders died tragically. As soon as Xuanwu finished guarding Meng Qingshui's forty-nine heavenly spirits, the position of the head of the sect was not yet hot, and the entire Qingyi faction was destroyed, which is really sad.