As the mountain collapsed, the immortal king of Dongling stood in the wind. The rocks where he was located had already hung into the air, holding him like a small floating island.

The long gray hair flew behind the head, and the torn and blood-stained clothes were also windless, but they were not at all cool. After all, their bodies were still frozen and more than a dozen blood holes were poked out.

In this case, even a real immortal cannot be free.

But this does not hinder the invincible state of Dongling Immortal Lord at this time.

It's invincible.

The mountain above the core of the immortal gate ruins has been turned and torn apart like mud and stone. The broken mountain that was previously penetrated by the sword shadow of Taoist weapons will be like a plasticine toy in the hands of a child.

Moved by the intention of the Immortal Lord Dongling, the ten thousand kilograms of stone was torn apart, hanging behind Dongling Lord like ignoring gravity.

Night sky.

On this platform that should be the core of the mountain, you can see the clear night sky, just like an ant nest hidden deep underground, torn apart by Donglingjun.

The gloomy starlight shone down, making the people who could still move in the remains filled with fear.

What is an immortal?

They saw it with their own eyes tonight.

Move mountains and fill the seas at will.

The mind moves, the world changes.

In just a moment, the mountain peak was completely reshaped, the top of the mountain was stripped from the mountain and slowly rotated in the air, just like a giant's clenched fist.

The next moment, it will hit the bottom like Mount Tai.

Destroy this ruins together with all the creatures in it.

What kind of heroes in the world, what kind of martial arts celebrities?

They are all ants.

"Small, too little."

Dong Lingjun, standing proudly under the night sky and standing on the suspended stones, was very dissatisfied with the scene in front of him.

The all-spirit array in this ruins was temporarily arranged, and there were only a few people from the Jianghu in this ruins. The true energy that can be extracted into spiritual energy is pitifully few.

He didn't even dare to use stronger magic.

I was afraid that I could use the spiritual energy that I finally "squeeze" out completely.

It’s like a peerless chef. He has a lot of wonderful methods, but he is suffering from the fact that only the ingredients for electricity testing can’t make good dishes.

This feeling of restraint made the immortal king very dissatisfied.

but...

Forget it.

How could he force more when he recovered in this barren era?

Even the weaker Five Elements Mantra is enough to kill these ants.

The Immortal Lord looked at Shen Qiu and the other two who were struggling on the platform in the mountains several feet below him. He recognized the courage of these three ordinary people.

I no longer call myself "I am the Lord".

But under the suppression of spiritual power, the three men still gritted their teeth and refused to admit defeat, which made the immortal king even more dissatisfied.

"I've said it."

"Wait, kneel down!"

"Clang"

The immortal king flicked his fingers gently, and the thousand-pound huge rock floating behind him was like a giant punch and smashed it toward the three of them. Under the imprisonment of the immortal king's immobilization technique like a mountain pressing down on Tai, it was extremely difficult for Shen Qiu and the other two to stand firm.

That is a completely different experience from martial arts and kung fu.

It is like the world is a cage. The spiritual energy that should have been light and agile, turned into an invisible but substantial force, pressing on every part of the body, and is very clear-headed.

But it's just not moving.

A huge rock fell on the top of his head, just like a fly swing. As long as it hits, the three of them will die on the spot even if they are martial arts.

Turning hands into clouds, turning hands into rain, and having a whole body of skill, there is no place to be available.

It is a completely dimensionality reduction attack, which is actually a method of immortals.

The shadow of the huge rock whistled with the strong wind and fell towards the stone platform in the mountains. Chen Qiu leaned on the shaking knife and turned his head hard, looking at the green flowers beside him.

Nodded slightly.

The next moment, the huge rock fell.

"boom"

The entire mountain was shaking a little at this moment.

A piece of the mountain that had been lifted open, just like a bitten by Tengu, was blocked tightly by the broken stone.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone below, and at the uneven crack, Chong and the old Taoist looked like paper.

The scene just now smashed the worldview that the old Taoist built through his life instantly.

Even if you know that the person hanging on the high place is the culprit that caused the incident tonight, even if you know that the person will never let them go after killing Chen Qiu.

Even if you know that this is the time to die, you should fight to the death.

But after seeing that man's methods with his own eyes, no matter how brave the man in the martial arts world is, he seems to have been pulled away from all his courage at this moment.

How to defeat an opponent like that?

The Wuyang Zhenren, who was already fighting in the ruins, holding a sword in his hand, was about to go to save people, was standing there on the spot.

He has been a disciple of Chunyangzi since he was a child.

He also saw his master fighting with Zhang Moye, who is known as the world's number one in Luoyang. He once thought that warriors like Zhang Moye, a master, were already the top combat power in this world.

A casual palm led to the movement of the storm.

With one knife, the world will change color.

He once thought that it was the scenery at the end of martial arts. It was impossible for a person who was more powerful than his master to be born in this world. That was no longer worship.

That is faith.

Nearly a thousand people from Chunyang Sect, all of whom were like Wuyang Zhenren, regarded Master Chunyangzi as a belief in martial arts.

But unfortunately, after a thousand years of lack of goodness, he grew up in this world where martial arts are the most respected.

Imagination has bound my knowledge.

The moment they started to learn martial arts and held the sword, they were relying on their talent for martial arts to constantly explore the future of their lives.

Just like those senior masters who have been short-lived for thousands of years.

The long sword in their hands is their last defense.

But martial arts made them successful and restricted them.

They could no longer imagine that there was another kind of invincible power besides the world ruled by martial arts.

Now, they saw it with their own eyes.

The power that died in this world a thousand years ago came back tonight with a strong attitude of breaking through all things.

They lost.

The moment the All Spirit Array was activated.

No, they had already lost the moment the Dongling Immortal Lord arrived at Taihang Mountain.

Too narrow-minded.

Whether it is martial arts, minds, or long swords in hand.

They are all too narrow-minded.

"You and other warriors have surpassed the ridiculous things, making me feel sad."

Dongling Jun stood on the gravel like a floating island. He carried his right hand and raised his left hand.

The torn giant stone was shaped into thousands of rock swords behind the immortal king with the Great Five Elements spell in the flow of spiritual energy.

The soil peels off, the broken rocks fly, and the invisible flow is dazzling, and it is really a magical method.

The rock swords are dense and scary.

Just when the immortal king's mind moves, these immortal swords will kill thousands of creatures below with a sweeping force.

"This world never belongs to you and other warriors.

The immortal has returned from his long sleep. You have been waiting for those dreams of watching the sky in a well for a thousand years and it is time to wake up tonight."

The immortal king's tone became more and more ethereal, and he sat on the clouds as if he were to look down on all living beings.

In this dead night, he looked at the ordinary warriors standing in the stripped mountains, and he said:
To be continued...