The five huge green dragon phantoms put a lot of pressure on Ximen Changqing, and also made him feel the true strength of a true immortal.
This is only the demon race in the middle stage of True Immortal. If it is in the later stage of True Immortal and the True Immortal is complete, its strength will definitely be stronger.
There are many true immortals and powerful people in the true spirit world, and there are no less than a thousand true immortals in the late stage. The existence of so many true immortals makes him never dare to go to the true spirit world.
However, he has no shortage of immortal weapons, and he also has many trump cards. If he uses all his strength, he can definitely defeat the true immortal-level Qinglong in front of him.
"Starry Realm!"
"Nine heavens of destiny star formation!"
"Beidou Guiyuan Thunder Sword Formation!"
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Ximen Changqing used all his strength to resist the bombardment of the five green dragon phantoms.
"What! You actually blocked it. How could you, a despicable ant, block my full blow?"
The True Immortal Qinglong was shocked. In the previous Qinglong Fury, he did not use all his strength, but the Five Dragon Soars were more powerful, and he used all his strength.
An ant from the lower realm could actually withstand his full blow. This was really unimaginable and shocked me.
"A true immortal and powerful person is nothing more than this!"
Ximen Changqing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He had a deeper understanding of the strength of the powerful True Immortal and his self-confidence became stronger.
With his strength, he can completely kill the powerful True Immortal, but the mid-level True Immortal Qinglong in front of him cannot kill him at all.
"Hmph, human boy, you have offended me, I will let you see what a true and powerful immortal is!"
True Immortal Qinglong was angry, and used more unique skills to fight Ximen Changqing with the attitude of facing a powerful True Immortal of the same level.
His powerful cultivation gave him the upper hand, and he suppressed Ximen Changqing, but there was no hope of killing him in a short period of time.
"Hell, a humble ant actually has such endurance. If you keep using it up, I will kill you today!"
"Then give it a try! I have never killed a true immortal and powerful person before!"
The terrifying aftermath of the fight made no living creature within tens of billions of miles around dare to approach. Even the Lord of the Imperial Demon City was watching the battle from a distance, thousands of miles away.
They were worried that if they got too close, they would be involved and lose their lives.
"Hiss... This damn human race is so strong! It can actually fight back and forth with the True Immortal!" Ninth-level Qingluan gritted his teeth bitterly.
"Yes! This is a true immortal warrior! Shouldn't he kill his opponent instantly with one strike?" The ninth-level Cloud-winged Tiger was also confused.
"I feel more and more that this human race is a true immortal from the human race who secretly descended to the earth, at least with the early stage strength of a true immortal!" the ninth-level purple-eyed bear said with a look of despair.
Regardless of whether Lord True Immortal killed the human monks or not, there is no way to make up for the losses suffered by their groups.
Almost all the high-level officials were wiped out, and all the treasures of the clan were looted. This completely shook the foundation of a powerful demon clan, and it would be absolutely impossible to recover without a million years.
"Ancestor of the True Immortal, we must kill this human race, we must kill him!" Qing Cong nervously clenched her fists.
This human monk is too threatening. If he is allowed to escape, all demon clans will be in great fear in the future.
And his true immortal ancestor needs to stay in the small world and cannot stay in the outside world all the time. It is impossible to achieve timely rescue at all.
"Roar!"
"Boy, I have to admit that your strength has reached the early stage of True Immortal, and is not far from the middle stage of True Immortal.
However, I have been promoted to the middle stage of True Immortal for millions of years, so I still have no problem killing you, so just struggle!"
True Immortal Qinglong was adamant, but he was already a little anxious inside.
There is no immortal energy in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm. In the lower realm of the Immortal, it would be very unwise to fight with a strong person whose strength is equal to that of the True Immortal in the early stage.
He cannot absorb the spiritual energy to replenish himself during the battle, but Ximen Changqing can absorb the spiritual energy in the air while fighting.
Originally, there were many fairy stones in his little world, even thousands of high-grade fairy stones.
But he didn't expect that a human ant could be so strong, so when he set out, he didn't even carry a fairy stone to supplement his fairy power.
If he evacuates temporarily and goes back to get the immortal stone to replenish it, he will be completely embarrassed.
The demon clan watching from a distance will think that he is a true immortal and strong, but he is defeated by the humans in the lower world, and the entire demon clan will be humiliated.
Therefore, even though he was anxious, he did not give up and continued to attack.
He only hoped that the junior human race in front of him could not hold on any longer and be killed by him smoothly.
And he never dreamed that Ximen Changqing still had many trump cards that he had not used, and he had been suppressing him all the time, just to get familiar with fighting against the powerful True Immortals and hone his fighting skills.
Ximen Changqing completely regarded him as a whetstone to hone his own battles, so he would not be in a hurry to make a heavy move.
Once the trump card is revealed, it means that this true fairy demon tribe is going to finish.
The battle lasted for half a day, and the True Immortal Qinglong became more and more panicked as he fought, and he even thought of escaping back several times.
If it weren't for the fact that the human race on the opposite side was also in a desperate state, he would have run away long ago.
But at this moment, he felt that even if he killed the younger generation of the human race, he would still lose face.
It was really shameful for a true immortal to expend so much energy to kill a human from the lower world. He was worse than trash.
He had already thought about it. After killing the human boy, he would also kill the surrounding demon clan. Such an embarrassing thing must not be spread.
Once the monsters in the fairy world know that he is such a waste, he will completely lose his foothold after returning to the fairy world.
The demon tribe further believes that the strong are respected, and the weak do not deserve to be respected or enjoy cultivation resources.
Monsters labeled as waste will have difficulty obtaining cultivation resources, and may even be killed directly.
"It's almost time, it's time to end! The Void Doll is ready for a sneak attack!"
"Time stands still!"
Ximen Changqing used his trump card to let the Void Doll, who was closer to the True Immortal Qinglong, attack him from behind.
"Stab it..."
An immortal dagger stabbed seven inches into the True Immortal Qinglong's heart.
"Three consecutive critical hits from the spirit!"
"Guiyuan Giant Sword, kill!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Ximen Changqing also kept attacking, and even used spiritual attacks.
After long-term practice, his spiritual consciousness is no longer weaker than that of a strong person in the early stage of True Immortal. When using secret techniques, he can severely damage Qinglong in the middle stage of True Immortal.
"Ouch..."
"puff……"
"The magical power of time and space, this is impossible!"
The seriously injured True Immortal Qinglong was frightened and prepared to escape back to the small world. However, Ximen Changqing had already prepared, so how could he let him do so.
There might be some trap in that small world, but he would not rush there and deal with the True Immortal Qinglong outside.
"Blue-eyed silk! Sleepy!"
"Golden light cutting!"
"Guiyuan Sword Formation!"
There was another fierce attack, and Zhenxian Qinglong's injuries became even more serious.
But he found that he could not escape smoothly, and he was even more frightened.
"Tuntian, take him in!"
"Yes, Master!" The Tiantian Doll offered the gourd, and the huge suction force appeared on the seriously injured and dying True Immortal Qinglong.
"No, I am a true immortal, don't even think about it!"
The True Immortal Qinglong struggled desperately, trying to escape from this terrifying suction.
"You evil beast, if you still want to struggle, your spirit will be hit triple!"
Ximen Changqing furiously struck, further injuring the soul of the True Immortal Qinglong, causing him to faint and eventually be sucked into the treasure gourd of the Sky-Swallowing Baby.
"Congratulations, master, for capturing a powerful true immortal!"
"Master, a true immortal is nothing more than this. How powerful do you think you are?"
"The Qinglong clan is a race with very strong bloodline. You don't have to be afraid when you meet true immortals in the future."
"Master, the reason for capturing this green dragon is to enslave it! It's very interesting to think about being able to enslave a true immortal green dragon!"
Several spiritual pets helped a lot in the end and witnessed the defeat of True Immortal Qinglong, and they were all a little excited.
"Haha! What you guys said is right. True immortals are not invincible. This green dragon should be very useful. It is better to enslave it!"
Ximen Changqing smiled and entered the treasure gourd space.
At this time, Zhenxian Qinglong, whose soul and body had been severely damaged, fell into a deep coma.
Without the immortal energy and healing elixir, it would be difficult for him to wake up. If not disturbed, he would remain asleep.
"The consciousness of this true immortal blue dragon should be similar to mine, and it can be forcibly enslaved!"
"Slavery!"
Ximen Changqing used the magical power of forced enslavement to enslave Qinglong, who was in the middle stage of True Immortal.
"Ouch!"
This action aroused the instinctive resistance of the True Immortal Qinglong. His soul was stimulated, and he suddenly woke up and let out a miserable howl.
"You still want to resist, the spirit hit you three times in a row!"
"Come again, three consecutive critical hits from the spirit!"
Ximen Changqing swallowed more than a dozen rejuvenation pills and used his soul attack many times, causing the newly awakened True Immortal Qinglong to fall into coma again, and his soul was severely injured.
"If it is a powerful soul, the burden of slavery will be heavier. The soul of this blue dragon must be weakened and let him or just cut it for me!"
Ximen Changqing used his cruel magical power to cut off 70% of Qinglong's soul energy, leaving only 30%.
This kind of cutting of the origin is irrecoverable and will cause the True Immortal Qinglong to lower its realm.
The cut soul energy was absorbed and refined by Ximen Changqing, making his soul much stronger.
"Well, it is indeed the soul of a true immortal. It will be of great help to the improvement of my soul. If I hunt more true immortals and absorb their souls, the power of my soul can continue to grow."
Ximen Changqing, who had tasted the sweetness, suddenly thought of the large number of true immortal monks in the true spirit world. If he killed all the true immortals in the true spirit world, would his soul power grow to the earthly immortal level?
Anyway, no matter what, after my strength improves, I will definitely go back and get to know these damn true immortals.
The True Immortal Qinglong, who had most of his soul origin cut off, was no longer able to resist the enslavement of Ximen Changqing's soul, and finally became a loyal slave.
"Qingguang meets the master!"
After being enslaved, the True Immortal Qinglong regained consciousness and weakly bowed to his master.
"Qingguang! This is a good name. Come and let the master heal your wounds!"
Ximen Changqing used the dead wood to revive the spell, gradually healing Qing Guang's injuries.
Many of these injuries were caused by immortal-level weapons, and the healing effect was not very good. It would take a long time to heal any injuries.
In order to save time and avoid the sudden arrival of the ninth-level monsters from far away, he brought the green light into the nine-sky space and healed it in the space.
At the same time, he took a few fairy stones from the space to let Qingguang regain some strength, so as not to be unable to face the ninth-level monster later.
After their injuries improved, Ximen Changqing and Qing Guang left the Jiutian Space and began to assign tasks to Qing Guang.
Controlling the Qingjiao clan before allowed the Ximen family to gain a lot of benefits in the Ten Thousand Monster Realm. Now that they directly control the True Immortal Qinglong, the benefits will naturally be even greater.
From now on, most of the interests of the entire demon world will belong to the Ximen family, and all demon clans will be reduced to wage earners.
In the distance, the ninth-level demon clan watching the battle did not go to the battlefield immediately after discovering that the battle was over.
They were too far away and could only see the rainbow light of the battle, but could not see the specific situation.
Although they all felt that the True Immortal Azure Dragon had won, they could tell from the roar of the Azure Dragon that the True Immortal Azure Dragon was also seriously injured and might look very embarrassed.
If they suddenly rush over and see the embarrassment of the True Immortal Qinglong, will they be angered? What if they lose their lives?
Therefore, they waited patiently for the True Immortal Qinglong to summon them. At least, they could not take risks.
"Lord City Lord, it's been a while since the battle ended. That abominable human race should be dead by now!" Ninth-level Qingluan opened his mouth to test.
"Probably! Why don't you go over and take a look!" Qing Cong replied coldly.
"Hehe! Forget it then, let's continue waiting!" Ninth-level Qingluan smiled.
They waited for half an hour but did not dare to go to the battlefield.
Half an hour later, Qingcong finally heard Qingguang's voice transmission, and he breathed a huge sigh of relief.
"No need to wait, the ancestor was slightly injured and has returned to the small world. Let's go to the battlefield and have a look!"
After Qing Cong finished speaking, she flew towards the battlefield where the previous fierce battle had been fought, followed closely by several ninth-level monsters.
They were very curious about the damage caused by the True Immortal level battle, and they could see it more clearly by going to the center of the battlefield.
Just as they were heading to the battlefield, Ximen Changqing and Qingguang had already entered the Imperial Demon City and were not far from the small world.
"Master, there are many treasures in this Imperial Demon City. Any treasure you like, Qingguang will get it for you!" Qingguang said with a loyal look.
"No rush, let's go to your little world first. I'm still more interested in the treasures of the fairy world!" Ximen Changqing smiled calmly.
The World of Ten Thousand Demons has existed for tens of billions of years, and this small world has also existed for billions of years.
Every time the True Immortals and Monsters change their shifts, a large amount of Immortal Realm resources will be replenished, so this small world has no shortage of Immortal Realm resources.
At the same time, a true immortal demon clan who is in retreat in a small world will also leave behind knowledge resources such as his own skills and insights.
Even some private resources that you cannot use will remain in this small world.
Therefore, after so many years of accumulation, there must be many treasures that interest me in this small world.
"Yes, Master, the entrance to the small world is just behind the City Lord's Mansion. Qingguang will lead you!"
Under Qingguang's guidance, Ximen Changqing successfully entered the small world.