Hearing Xuan Xiao's screams, Shen Langfengyang and others below were also uneasy.

If even Xuanxiao can't control Chiyang, then the ancient spiritual world will really suffer!

"Curse Poison? You are not an ordinary earth immortal!"

Xuan Xiao forced himself to suppress the spread of the curse poison with his soul power, and his face was extremely gloomy. He never expected Chiyang's natal magic weapon to be so vicious.

By the curse poison, Xuanxiao's physical energy was eroded, and even the energy of his soul was slowly passing away. However, with Xuanxiao's powerful soul power, he could still suppress the curse poison.

If Xuanxiao activates his soul power, the curse poison in his body will deepen a little, and the speed of his soul power will also accelerate.

Chiyang said proudly: "Hmph, of course I am not a wild cultivator. It doesn't matter to tell you. I am a descendant of the seven saints of Meishan, Wu Long, and my ancestors are the famous Luotian immortal!"

"Seven Saints of Meishan?"

Xuanxiao's eyes shrank. This earth immortal was indeed from a famous family, otherwise he would not have such combat power.

After experiencing the World Destruction War, the resources of the True Immortal Realm were exhausted. Except for those monks with deep backgrounds, few ordinary monks can make their way into the True Immortal Realm alone.

Any strong person with good cultivation strength is basically born in a famous family and grows and progresses by inheriting the cultivation resources of his father or ancestors.

Once upon a time, the Seven Saints of Meishan were indeed very famous in the Tianmu Immortal Realm.

As a descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan, although Chiyang's cultivation is in the middle stage of the Earth Immortal, his strength is not much better than that of the late stage of the Earth Immortal. Not to mention that he was just deprived of one fate by Zhang Daoling, and he was able to maintain such combat power.

Seeing that Xuanxiao didn't say a word, Chiyang thought Xuanxiao was scared and sneered repeatedly: "It's not easy to see that you can cultivate to such a state. As long as you are willing to surrender to me and be my slave, I can consider leaving you a life. I am a descendant of Luo Tian Shangxian. It's not a pity for you to be my servant."

Chiyang has been in the lower level interface for so long, and this is the first time that he has encountered a cultivator of the level as strong as Xuan Xiao. If he can be deployed as a servant, he will be considered as a light on his face and will be worth the trip.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Xiao spoke sarcastically and said, "I heard that all the Seven Saints of Meishan are great heroes. If you punish evil and promote good, what are you? As a descendant of the Seven Saints, you have the nerve to come to the lower realm to burn, kill and plunder. Such shameless behavior is not afraid of shame to your ancestors?"

Chi Yang was instantly angry and roared sternly: "If you don't want to eat, you will be punished for your wine! Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wishes!"

As soon as the roar fell, Chi Yang activated the Red Shadow Divine Whip in his hand again. The red whip surged out blood light and golden light, emitting an extremely fierce aura.

"I want to kill me? Then I have to see if you have the ability!"

Xuan Xiao's face turned cold and cold, saying, if he died in the hands of an earth immortal today, it would be a great shame!

Even if your strength is greatly reduced, it is not something that can be bullied by a mere earth immortal!

This battle is about dignity!

Xuan Xiao knew that he had been poisoned by the curse, and dragging it on would be like a chronic suicide. It would be better to try his best! There is still a considerable probability that he can kill Chiyang, otherwise the situation will only be worse.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of essence and blood, and his hands quickly formed a mysterious and complex magic seal, consuming his soul power to inject a large amount of energy into the magic seal.

"Yi Wood, Bing Fire, Yang Thunder, Gui Water, Yin Thunder, Geng Metal Tribulation Thunder, Wu Earth, Nether Thunder, Five Thunders, Palm thunder, Palm thunder to subdue demons and subdue demons!"

Xuanxiao finished reading this mantra at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the strong wind suddenly rose, and the thunder sounded loudly.

Large spheres of black clouds in the sky formed a vortex, covering a range of tens of millions of miles in an instant! Five completely different lightnings, black, white, purple, blue and black, surged in the vortex!

The thunder and lightning snakes of five colors, black, white, purple, blue and black, were flying. The five kinds of thunder poured down like huge waves, and were absorbed by Xuanxiao. The violent thunder sound was earth-shaking and shocking.

"Boom boom boom!"

The extremely powerful lightning came from Xuanxiao's mouth, nose and ears, and the thunder and lightning poured together like huge waves. The terrifying power made people feel depressed!

"Celestial Arts?"

Chi Yang, who had a look of disdain before, was finally shocked. The only thing that could trigger such an intensity of heaven and earth was the only thing that could be the magic of heaven and earth.

"die!"

Chi Yang instinctively felt that the power of Xuanxiao's next attack would reach a terrifying level, so he activated the Red Shadow Divine Whip in his hand to the extreme, and the whip lock turned into countless whip shadows, and rushed towards Xuanxiao with a rushing force.

"Eighth-level immortal art, Five Thunder Dharma!"

Xuan Xiao had already accumulated momentum at this time, and he let out a thunderous shout, and five completely different lightnings burst into his palm.

The five thunders formed a spiral lightning waterfall, like a rotating gear, covering the sky and overwhelmingly towards the whip shadow.

"Boom!!!"

The five thunders hit the whip shadow, making a loud noise like the collapse of the sky and the earth, and everything around was covered by lightning.

The power of the eighth-level immortal art is unimaginable. The five thunders suppressed the whip shadow that Chiyang hit, and was about to swallow and subdue Chiyang!

In the horror of Chiyang, he immediately threw out a golden ancient painting.

It can be seen that the ancient paintings of seven demon cultivators with different appearances gathered on the bank of the river, pointing at the huge waves in the river, chatting and laughing.

This is Chiyang’s treasure, called the “Seven Saints’ Tide Viewing Picture”.

"Please show the Seven Saints!"

Chi Yang shouted loudly and injected a large amount of chaotic spiritual power into the ancient painting.

I saw that the golden light that was as strong as a savage sun was suddenly released in the Seven Saints' Tide Viewing Picture, and seven human figures immediately emerged in the painting, forming a defensive formation to counter the impact of the five thunders.

"Boom boom boom!"

The formation formed by the seven phantoms has extremely strong defense power, and it can really withstand the impact of the five thunders for a while.

However, the seven phantoms that surged out of the painting seemed to have limited energy. After resisting most of the power of the five thunders, they were eventually defeated by the spiral lightning like five waterfalls.

Chiyang tried his best, but was hit by five lightnings, flew far away, opened his mouth and was bleeding, and was seriously injured.

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After finally stabilizing his body, Chi Yang's body kept twitching as if he was electrocuted. Five colors of lightning surged all over his body, and his spirit was shaken, and the three flowers on his head were bright and dark, almost dissipated.

All attacking magical powers at the level of the celestial immortal art have the function of severely damaging the soul body. If the true immortal is as powerful as a head-on by the celestial immortal art, the three flowers on the top may collapse!

"Five Thunder Dharma...are you the true immortal of the Second Sect of Chanjie?"

Chiyang's mouth kept bleeding, and his heart was shocked.

It is rumored that only the top Taoist masters of the Anarchy and Jie Sect can use the Five Thunder Dharma, such as the celestial immortal art, and this person's identity is probably extraordinary.

"So what? Death!"
Chapter completed!