The big palm that appeared in an instant, huge as a mountain, glowing with brilliant colorful treasure light, and the momentum was terrifying.

Then he approached Elder Jin, who was about to prepare to ingest the Heavenly Cloud Divine Soul, causing chaos in the heavens and the earth, the wind and clouds swept away, and the mountains swayed.

At this moment, whether it was the group of young men who were standing in the distance outside and followed the nine Jindan stage cultivators, or the disciples who appeared in the Thousand Spirits Sect, they all showed a look of horror, and the meaning of horror was completely revealed.

"Yuan Infant Monk!"

The Elder Jin, who had already cast a spell and shrouded the Decepticon Cloud, looked shocked at the moment when the big palm appeared in mid-air, and his hand was stunned, and in the blink of an eye, he flew back, away from the place, and he didn't dare to stay at all.

It's just that the big palm still slapped straight down at him.

Elder Jin knew that he couldn't escape the lock of that big palm at all, let alone sit still, so in the blink of an eye, he clicked on the five spirit divisions that were besieging Ba Tianyun and the others, and snorted softly:

"Five spirits in one, go!"

In the blink of an eye, the five spirits that looked like almost seven or eight points of Elder Jin immediately flew back one by one, and under Elder Jin's light drink, they converged one by one in an instant, overlapping and condensing into a figure identical to Elder Jin.

Then, the figure flipped his hand and took out a flying sword that was almost a dozen zhang in size, swept up with the sword, and slashed at the sweeping palm.

And Elder Jin himself turned his hand and sacrificed a golden shield to protect his body.

But looking at the big palm in the air, he still didn't feel at ease, and with a pinch, the spirit slave who had originally collapsed gathered back to Elder Jin's side in a blink of an eye, and combined in a blink of an eye, it densely formed a tight formation, wrapped around Elder Jin's body.

"Boom!"

The figure holding the sword collided with the sweeping palm in the blink of an eye in the next moment.

Suddenly, the treasure light flew up, the spirit exploded, and the violent collision sound swept in all directions.

It's just that the figure composed of the five realms of spirit slashed away with a sword, and it was just the moment when it was frozen with the colorful big palm, and it was slapped out of the big palm along with the huge flying sword.

The figure landed on the barren mountain below, crashed all the way, and was thrown more than ten miles away.

And along the way, the barren mountains and mountains were all shattered, and the five spirits also reappeared from the figure.

It's just that at this moment, those split spirits, the spirit bodies are transparent and weak, and they are about to collapse and disperse at any time.

As the figure was slapped away, the big palm was unabated, and it landed on Elder Jin in the blink of an eye, so fast that people couldn't react.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Elder Jin was like a sandbag, and in the blink of an eye, he was slapped out of the air by a big palm, crashed into a barren mountain, and submerged in it.

At this moment, all the young disciples present couldn't help but be stunned.

And Batianyun and the others, who flew away and left, secretly took a deep breath.

Is this the true strength of the Yuan Infant Period?

Zhang Yan saw the scene in front of him from a distance, and his heart was shocked.

Although they had seen the Tianxuanzong, the Temple of Extermination, and the Yuanying Monks of the White Bone Gate as early as the time of the Northern Yuan Gate, as well as the East Emperor Drama of the Lord of the Barren Peak Peak, the predecessors of the East Palace Ming, etc., they had never really made a move, and now that they saw it with their own eyes, it still made Zhang Yan shocked.

Bang......

Half an hour later, the barren mountain that had been knocked out of a big hole by Elder Jin suddenly shattered, and in a few breaths, it became a fat pile of rubble.

"Hmph, the old man knows that you are not so easy to die! It just so happens that the old man's big sword needs further blood sacrifice, so use your cultivation as a whole!"

From the northwest sky, there was still no human figure, but from there came the voice of an old man.

As the words fell, the big palm that had paused in mid-air, this time its five fingers suddenly opened, and it suddenly grabbed the huge pile that buried Elder Jin at any time.

"Wan Daoyou's actions like this are to declare war with my Thousand Spirits Sect?"

At this moment, a crisp and pleasant woman's voice suddenly came from inside the Thousand Spirits Sect, full of coldness and murderous intent.

Then, a snow-white flying sword, like lightning, swept from the air, and slashed at the big palm that grabbed the debris of the barren mountain.

Thorn ......

The snow-white flying sword slashed the big palm to pieces in a blink of an eye, transforming into a stream of spiritual energy, dissipating in mid-air.

This sword is not fancy, but it shows a sense of amazement when it breaks the big palm lightly!

With the disappearance of the big palm, the snow-white flying sword did not stop, and the barren mountain gravel that was down to the bottom was slashed and slashed before disappearing into the air.

Crash!

The next moment, a figure suddenly came out from under the rubble of the barren mountain, and under the flickering of the sword light, it swept into the air.

It was Elder Jin who had just been slapped and flew into the barren mountain.

At this moment, Elder Jin was covered in blood, his clothes were broken, his face was pale, and his clothes were extremely weak.

"Thank you to the East Emperor Peak Lord for saving me!"

Elder Jin stood firm slightly, turned around, and bowed respectfully in the direction where the snow-white flying sword was coming.

"Elder Jin's strength has improved rapidly, which is really admirable, and now that Elder Jin is injured, it is important to retreat first to heal. ”

With the melodious sound coming, above the air, the void fluctuated slightly, and a girl in a snow-white skirt appeared.

With a peerless face, a body like a fairy, who else can he be when he is not in the Donghuang play!

"It's the peak master!Why is she here too?"

On the barren mountain below, Zhang Yan saw the figure that appeared, his face was slightly startled, and he said loudly.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the peak master she was also here, maybe her old man already knew the situation on the side of the Dao, and after waiting on the side for a long time, now seeing that Elder Jin couldn't resist, she made a move. ”

Zi Wuming appeared when he saw the Donghuang play, and his face suddenly showed excitement, and he said with a smile.

Seeing the appearance of the Eastern Emperor play, the other disciples of the Desolate Peak or the inner disciples couldn't help but light up their eyes, and they all stared at the amazing petite figure in the air, and their eyes were full of admiration.

"Oh, it turned out to be the Eastern Emperor Daoyou! The Eastern Emperor Daoyou has only been cultivating immortals for more than thirty years, and he has already cultivated and strengthened like this, which really makes the old man ashamed!"

At this time, outside the territory of the Thousand Spirits Sect, in the northwest mid-air, an old man in a colorful Taoist robe appeared there in the blink of an eye, stepping on the void and walking slowly.

"It's the second elder of the sect, and his old man is also here!"

Behind Canglongzi and the others, the curtain call of the group of teenagers couldn't help but be excited when they saw the old man in the colorful Taoist robe appear.

And Canglongzi and an old man in front of him took a step forward and bowed to the old man from afar.

"Wan Daoyou is not good at cultivating in Jianxia Mountain, studying the secrets of ancient sword cultivation, why did Yaxing suddenly come to my Thousand Spirits Sect as a guest today?"

When Donghuang played, the two beautiful eyes were full of murderous intent, his lips were lightly opened, his words were cold, and the two words of being a guest were even more ruthlessly and deliberately elongated.

"Hehe, don't misunderstand the Donghuang Daoist, what you did just now is just to teach this little Jindan a lesson. ”

The old man in the colorful Taoist robe was full of silver hair, but his face was like a child's face, without a wisp of white beard, and he said in a chuckling voice: "We are here this time, in addition to the matter of your sect's captive and trial disciples, the main thing is that we want the disciples of our sect to participate in this blood pool trial together, I wonder if the Eastern Emperor Daoist can agree?"

"Hmph, the land of the blood pool, this is my Thousand Souls Sect, how can you monks who pride themselves on being famous and decent all day long and actually do all kinds of evil enter?"

Donghuang's eyes condensed slightly when he played, and he snorted coldly.

"Donghuang Daoyou's words are wrong, aren't there still disciples from the Underworld City and the Taiyin Sect participating this time?

The old man in the colorful robe shook his head, his face was solemn, he looked at the north in the sky, and spoke.

"I heard that the monks of the Jianxia Sect, after the sword intent is reached, can peek through the void, it is true!

At this time, with the distant view of the colorful robe, in the northern mid-air, there was another fluctuation, and a strange middle-aged man with two eyes and a crane hair and a childish face appeared.

"Snow Falls City! It's actually the snow seniors who came in person!"

When Wan Jingyu saw the middle-aged man appear, his face changed suddenly, and he bowed his hand and said to the middle-aged man.

"It turns out that the snow seniors have been here for a long time, and I have seen the seniors during the play!"

Donghuang was also shocked when he played, his beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and he saluted the middle-aged man and said respectfully.

It's just that in Donghuang's words, there are no emotional fluctuations, and it is cold.

"It turned out to be a little girl in the play, I haven't seen it for more than ten years, and she has already cultivated to the peak of the early stage of the Yuan Infant Period, this talent is so beautiful, it really amazes Xue!"

When Xue Chengcheng looked at the Donghuang play, he showed a look of love on his face and said with admiration.

"Who is this person?"

Zhang Yan looked at the middle-aged man who appeared, but he couldn't sense any breath on the other party's body, so he couldn't help but ask.

"The city lord of the underworld, the snow falling city, the peak monk of the late Yuan Infant Stage!"

Zi Wusheng's face was solemn, he took a deep breath, and said out loud.

"What? Peak Cultivator of the Late Yuan Infant Stage? Isn't that just one step away from breaking through to the legendary God Transformation Stage?"

Zhang Yan looked shocked and showed a look of horror.

Zhang Yan knows very well that when he cultivates to the Yuan Infant Stage, if he wants to further improve his cultivation, it will be extremely difficult.

Some people have cultivated to the early stage of the Yuan Infant Stage and have a lifespan of thousands of years, but if they are unlucky, even if they cultivate for thousands of years, they may not be able to break through to the middle of the Yuan Infant Period.

And if you want to cultivate to the late stage of the Yuan Infant Period, you don't know how many great adventures and atmospheric luck you need.

Not to mention the peak monk of the late Yuan Infant Stage, that is only one step away, and it is possible to break through to the Divine Transformation Stage monk, that is the existence of the peak of this realm!

Therefore, among the major sects, monks in the late Yuan Infant Period are extremely rare, and some sects have the highest cultivation, that is, the middle of the Yuan Infant Period.

Zhang Yan also couldn't imagine that this city lord of the underworld would be a monk at the peak of the late Yuan Infant Stage, and this kind of cultivation was already an existence that hundreds of millions of monks could only dream of.

"If it weren't for this Snow Falling City, how could this Underworld City become one of the great forces in the Northern Regions and stand tall? Moreover, this Snow Falling City is the father of the Snow Relief who pursues the peak master and has a great relationship with Li Wuxi!"

Zi Wuming glanced at Zhang Yan, sighed, and said in an astonishing voice.

"Oh, I see!"

Zhang Yan took a deep breath, lowered his head slightly, and his face became gloomy and uncertain.