Seeing the power of the divine thunder in the sky breathing, there was an uproar on and down the Tiandao Mountain.

"Ye Lang!"

Nangong Zhan, who had just merged the third-grade Heavenly Dao Stone, was furious at this moment.

It is obvious that Ye Lang has received help from the fourth-grade Heavenly Dao Stone.

In the Purple Light Realm, Ye Lang flew up and waved his hand, and a huge palm print dragged all the sword spirits.

"How are you?"

Ye Lang asked loudly.

He knew very well that if the attack had not been protected by the sword spirits just now, he would have been in danger. It was likely that the consequence of failing to overcome the tribulation and breaking the meridians.

"Owner!"

The sword spirits began to respond, but their voices were very weak, and many sword spirits were even dying.

Originally, according to their strength, it would not be like this, but due to the restrictions on the rules of the Heavenly Dao Mountain, their power was suppressed too much. This time, they rely on the power of everyone to break through the restrictions to resist the fatal blow of the Heavenly Dao.

"It's hateful that all the elixirs on Ruoxue's body have been consumed. I have to go back immediately."

Ye Lang had no intention of going to higher levels at this moment. All he wanted was to save these brothers of life and death.

Moreover, it was already such a great price to obtain the fourth-grade purple light heavenly stone. As for the fifth-grade heavenly stone, according to his current strength, he would definitely not be able to control it.

"Walk!"

Ye Lang's divine thought moved, and the Bagua Sword Cauldron brought all the sword spirits into it and rushed down.

"That's Ye Lang, he actually came down towards the mountain."

Everyone was shocked when they saw Ye Lang's body running like a stream of light. This was a little too fast.

"Golden Immortal, he is a Golden Immortal."

"When I first entered Tiandao Mountain, I was still the third grade of Taixian. Is this the terrifying power of Tiandao Stone?"

"Too strong, this is the real genius!"

Everyone at the foot of the mountain was completely shocked. Ye Lang's success made them feel even more excited. They thought they might be able to be favored by the way of heaven like Ye Lang, and transform from an unknown ordinary cultivator into a peerless genius.

"Ye Lang!"

Seeing Ye Lang go down the mountain, many strong men set their sights on him.

Zhu Qiang obviously felt from his aura that he had come to the Golden Immortal, and Ye Lang was not in the mood to hide his cultivation level. After all, the noise that happened just now was too big.

"Stop me!"

With a cold shout, Baili Yun waved the cold blade in his hand, and instantly a sharp and cold light rushed Ye Lang.

"Those who block me will die!"

Ye Lang was concerned about the life and death of the sword spirit in the sword cauldron at this moment. If someone wanted to stop him from returning to Mantingfang, he would let the man understand the most miserable feeling of death.

"Hahaha, do you think you are invincible when you ascend to the Golden Immortal? A waste!"

At this time, a powerful man from the fifth grade of Golden Immortal flew out, wanting to show off before the Eighth Prince and block Ye Lang's way forward.

"Unormal Holy Palm!"

Ye Lang's eyes turned cold, and a Buddha's light suddenly appeared in his palm. A huge "卍" seal appeared, rushing towards the person who blocked him.

"What, damn it!"

Only when the character "卍" comes to him will the person understand the difference between heaven and earth between himself and Ye Lang.

"Boom!"

With a shock, the fifth-grade sword immortal strongman was crushed to pieces and his corpse was gone!

"ah?!"

The audience was in an uproar, and everyone was shocked and couldn't speak. When they first entered the realm of Golden Immortal, they could kill a fifth-grade Golden Immortal. What kind of monster is this?

"impossible!"

Baili Yun widened his eyes and his face pale.

"Ye Lang, leave behind the fourth grade purple light heavenly stone!"

Seeing Ye Lang coming out of the Tiandao Mountain, Nangong Zhan rushed from behind like an eagle and a falcon.

"Nangong Zhan, you are looking for death!"

Ye Lang's eyes were sharp, as if countless blood lights were emitted from his eyes. The space around him was filled with endless aura of death, which was the manifestation of Ye Lang's anger.

Nangong Zhan's face changed drastically. Unexpectedly, Ye Lang's aura was so strong that he could have a shocking effect, a person of the ninth grade of Golden Immortal.

"Leave the fourth-grade Heavenly Dao Stone, I'll let you leave!"

Nangong Zhan was obviously cowardly, but his greedy heart made him stubborn, maintaining his strength, and wanting to get Ye Lang's fourth-grade Heavenly Dao Stone.

"Get out of here, I'll just say it once!"

Time is tight, Ye Lang said angrily.

When the sound came out of Ye Lang's mouth, the sound waves were turbulent and the fairy energy was hit. Everyone seemed to feel a huge wave coming, and they were about to take a few steps back unconsciously.

"Damn it, I'm scared!"

Nangong Zhan wanted to fight for his dignity. With his divine thoughts, the phantom of the third-grade blue light Heavenly Dao Stone appeared above his head.

"idiot!"

Ye Lang didn’t want to bother, but Nangong Zhan still wanted to “stubbornly”, so kill him!

"Sizi!"

Suddenly, purple flames appeared above Ye Lang's head, and the phantom of the fourth-grade Heavenly Dao Stone appeared.

"That's the fourth-grade Heavenly Dao Stone!"

Everyone recognized the grade of the Heavenly Dao Stone above Ye Lang's head, some showed greed, some showed shock, and some showed terror...

"Xuanhuang lures the energy - leaping the dragon to slash!"

Ye Lang held up the dragon pattern sword, and the sword body directly evolved into an angry true dragon shadow.

"kill!"

The sword edge slashed out, and the real dragon roared at the nine heavens.

The shadow of the true dragon rushed straight to Nangong.

"Nangong Sanjue - Jue Soul Palm!"

Nangong Zhan was shocked and his strongest magical power shot with a bang.

A huge palm print hit Ye Lang, but as soon as he took action, he faced the shadow of the True Dragon.

"roar!"

With a sound of a dragon roar, the palm print was like "paper-paste" and shattered on the spot, and the real dragon sword energy continued to attack Nangong Zhan.

"ah?!"

Nangong Zhan showed a look of horror for the first time. This was the genius of the Nangong family. He couldn't even get through Ye Lang's hand.

The sword energy exploded, and Nangong Zhan's body was shaken hundreds of feet away and fell heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood splattered out. If it weren't for the third-grade Blue Light Heavenly Dao Stone protecting the body, Nangong Zhan felt that the attack he had just now might have even been destroyed.

It's so scary, Ye Lang is simply a devil.

Nangong Zhan didn't dare to say another word, so he quickly swallowed the immortal pill to heal his wounds.

"Who else!"

Ye Lang roared towards the sky, shaking the eight wildernesses.

No one dared to speak out, even the Eighth Prince Baili Yun held it back at this moment. He didn't want to be ruined by this madman because of a momentary impulse.

"Walk!"

Ye Lang stepped on the "skateboard" and quickly found the exit of the Qiankun battlefield.

"Master, I'll go first."

Inside the sword tripod, some sword spirits were no longer able to do it, and their spirit bodies exploded.

"Stand up, I will save you."

Ye Lang gritted his teeth and moved forward as fast as possible.

"Let me hold on for a while."

At the critical moment, Ta Ye appeared, Beiming Relic opened, and the large amount of fairy energy absorbed before was instilled into the sword cauldron to nourish the sword spirit!
Chapter completed!