The whirlwind of red and gold flames hunted with cyan edges. In just a moment, the blood-red tornado set off by the so-called Immortal Immortal waved his sleeves, suddenly collapsed into scattered streams of light.
"That's it? It's nothing more than that!"
The fire whirlwind roared, and Ma Hongjun sneered, sweeping towards the Immortal Lord with a blazing edge.
Changsheng Tianzun pulled away and shouted sternly, "How brave. Since you don't eat the toast and you have to drink the fine wine, don't blame me for being rude to you."
As he spoke, the Immortal Lord waved his sleeves and robes again, but this time it was not a bloody whirlwind, but thousands of immortal Taoist soldiers wielding swords to kill Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun sneered in his heart, running the fire dance whirlwind and rushed straight over.
Amidst the clang and roar of the clash of swords, pieces of immortal Taoist soldiers were strangled into pieces by the dancing fire whirlwind, and turned into bloody light rain and dissipated in the air.
The terrifying flames rise at high temperatures, and the tornadoes of red-gold-flowing and cyan-edged flames shoot out countless wind and fire sword energy, hitting the ground of the vast and empty fairy palace, accompanied by the constant popping sounds and the rushing rocks.
During the splashing, it seemed like a huge wave was set off on the calm lake surface.
The face of Changsheng Tianzun changed, and he suddenly let out a sharp scream.
"Roar!"
Obviously, Ma Hongjun's strength was beyond his expectation, and he began to call for help.
With his feathered sleeves and robe fluttering, the Immortal Lord shouted in a murderous cold voice, "Generals, listen to the order and follow me to kill this beast!"
Hurrah!
In an instant, streaks of red, black, purple-black, or purple scorching light came from all over the vast and vast fairy palace.
Like a surging tide, thousands of mighty generals in armor and swords rushed towards Ma Hongjun with a roar.
Ma Hongjun spread out the whirlwind of fire and dancing, like a goddess scattering flowers. With a bang, the wind, fire and sword light exploded in all directions, making the gods have to stop and deal with such a terrifying blow.
"Sure enough, I guessed that you were still there!"
Ma Hongjun stood with his sword in hand and looked with interest at the group of Taoists who were all covered in armor and swords, as well as the Huang Taixian girl in the crowd who was also wearing swords and swords.
A few feet away from Ma Hongjun, the first few people were Li Chun, Zhou Jingmo, Wei Jingxin, Han Jingli, Song Jingxing and others who had walked with him earlier. Even Wang Xuyun and Zhang Jingxu were among them.
No one is bad, no one is missing.
A moment later, the young Taoist Zhang Jingxu emerged from the crowd, with a terrifying aura all over his body, vaguely emitting frightening fluctuations that were at least at the Soul Saint level.
Zhang Jingxu pointed her spear directly at Ma Hongjun and said with a sad expression, "Old Ma, how did you and I get to where we are today? Do you really not want to accompany me to cultivate the Tao of Immortality?"
Wang Xuyun also took a step forward at this time, wearing a strong sword and a strong aura. Ma Hongjun looked at his aura and felt that he was close to the Contra level.
He is truly worthy of being the master, even if it is just a fake, it is still more terrifying than the aura of a bunch of fake Taoists, only under the fake so-called Immortal Immortal God.
Wang Xuyun said with kind eyes, "Jingguan, have you forgotten why you went up the mountain to practice Taoism in the first place?"
"Oh why?"
Ma Hongjun pretended not to know and pretended to test.
Wang Xuyun did not answer, but his eyes were still full of kindness, and he said warmly, "Come back, come back to us!"
"As long as you come back, from now on, you will be the eldest disciple of the Immortal Master. We are all willing to respect you as our senior brother. Come back, senior brother!"
"Yes, Senior Brother, now that we have entered the Immortal Cave, wouldn't it be good to live happily together here?" Taoist Han Jingli said.
Ma Hongjun chuckled and said, "Junior Brother Han, aren't you waiting for us outside the Eternal Life Rock? What? You don't pretend now?"
Han Jingli was silent, and Taoist Wei Jingxin said again, "Come back, Senior Brother, let's cultivate Taoism here together, okay?"
Ma Hongjun smiled coldly and was too lazy to tease these seemingly familiar things, but in fact they were not human at all.
"Come back, senior brother!"
"Come back, come back to us!"
"Come back, don't leave us!"
"Elder brother,..."
The Taoists who were also wearing strong armor said, each with a terrifying aura, they were arranged around, each leading a team of majestic generals with cold eyes.
The cordial calls fell on Ma Hongjun's ears like demonic sounds, as if they were trying to brainwash him.
Ma Hongjun was dazzled by what he heard, as if there were countless enchanting fairies surrounding him, playing jade and flute, or dancing gracefully.
They even called his name affectionately, asking him not to leave and come play with them.
"Shut up, please!"
Ma Hongjun shook his dizzy head violently, his tongue exploded with thunder, and he rudely interrupted the bewitching demonic voices of the fake Taoists.
"It's just a group of evil spirits and ghosts, how long will they continue to perform their tricks?"
Ma Hongjun said coldly, while the Tai Chi Soul Whirlpool in the Consciousness Sea was spinning rapidly, he was silently reciting the Heart Purifying Mantra in his heart to dispel all the desires that had just been aroused in his heart.
Ma Hongjun looked at the group of evil souls and resentful spirits. With his spiritual consciousness scanning unscrupulously, he had a rough understanding of the strength of thousands of evil souls.
Now that he has seen through the opponent's evil tricks, it is not difficult for Ma Hongjun to see that among the evil spirits and evil spirits that have been bred by the vicious aura and Bloody Mary on the Hell Road over many years, the Immortal Heavenly Lord is undoubtedly the strongest, even if he is not a titled Douluo
A level evil spirit is at least an advanced Contra level.
Next are the fake Wang Xuyun and Zhang Jingxu, followed by a group of fake Taoists. The rest of the evil spirits pretending to be divine generals are probably at the levels of Soul Lord, Soul Sect, Soul King, and Soul Emperor.
"Looks like there's a tough battle going on!"
Ma Hongjun said in his heart, but he knew that he could not retreat, and he absolutely could not retreat.
"Although these evil spirits may not be able to get out of hell, with the help of this illusion, they actually peeked into my memories, and they are memories of my past life. They must not let it go."
"Not even one!"
Ma Hongjun is not surprised that there are evil spirits and resentful spirits on the road to hell.
You know, since there are skeletons, zombies, resentful spirits, ghosts, ghosts and other dark martial spirits in martial arts, it is completely normal for such things to appear.
For example, the living dead Ghost Douluo. Ma Hongjun heard from Hu Liena before that Ghost Douluo had an accident when he was young. He accidentally fell into a river and was drowned.
However, what is extremely strange is that he actually came back to life and awakened the martial soul and ghost on his own, that is, his own soul.
So he is both a living dead and a living ghost.
Of course, perhaps it was because his body was not completely dead at that time, and his soul became his martial spirit under the influence of the mysterious rules of heaven and earth. Therefore, although he became a living ghost, he did not
Transformed into a ghost beast.
Ma Hongjun has seen ghost beasts before. For example, the third soul ring of his eighth sister Zhu Zhuqing came from a thousand-year-old ghost beast, the Netherworld Soul-Eating Cat.
So even if these things are rare, Ma Hongjun knows that they must exist.
It's just that they generally live in some special places, so few people have seen them, such as places where fierce and evil spirits gather, dark and gloomy places, etc.
"Jiejiejie, have you finally discovered it?"
Changsheng Tianzun said with a strange smile. His delicate and fair face suddenly looked like cracked earth due to over-drying. Pieces of delicate skin quickly dried up and fell around.
The aura of Changsheng Tianzun suddenly changed, and the terrifying evil and fierce aura was like a dark abyss. A black and red demonic shadow floating in the air appeared in front of Ma Hongjun's eyes.
The terrifying and ferocious face, the eyes are like red lanterns, shining with scarlet light.
There is no trace of flesh and blood, and the withered and ferocious hands are like the claws of a ghost.
The originally pure white and holy feather robe also turned into a tattered black robe filled with black and red evil spirits.
What's even more terrifying is that the spirit body of the Immortal Lord is not illusory, but almost solid.
At the same time, the Taoists and divine generals who surrounded Ma Hongjun also turned into ferocious ghosts with ferocious faces and evil spirits, but with different degrees of physical weakness.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
Thousands of evil souls, with three layers inside and three outside, let out terrifying screams one after another and surged toward Ma Hongjun like a tide.
In an instant, the ethereal Immortal Palace was shattered into pieces.
Ma Hongjun looked around calmly. Where could there be any fairy palaces and pavilions with misty clouds, towering mountains with verdant peaks, and simple Taoist temples sitting in the valleys surrounded by five fingers?
Within hundreds of meters, there was nothing but blood-red mist surging.
There was no fairy palace floor paved with white jade under his feet, but it was just a stone path that only allowed his feet to stand on.
What's more, as the cave in the Immortal Palace was shattered and the evil spirits revealed their true colors, Ma Hongjun suddenly realized that everything he had experienced in the past few days had not even lasted a moment.
Moreover, the long mountain road he walked that day was nothing more than wandering back and forth on a narrow path less than half a foot wide.
"It's a bit like the legendary ghost breaking the wall. If you don't find a way to break the wall, even if it's just between the abbot and the abbot, you may never get out."
Thoughts were racing in Ma Hongjun's mind, and he didn't care whether his mental power would be too exhausted. As the resentful ghosts swept toward him, powerful spiritual consciousness burst out from the center of his eyebrows, quickly covering hundreds of meters around him.
, locking on every evil spirit and resentment ghost around.
"Even if I fight until I reach nirvana again, I will never allow any evil spirit to escape."
"Open it for me!"
In this room of electric light and flint, all the pictures are shattered and restored, while Ma Hongjun uses his tyrannical spiritual consciousness to lock every evil spirit and ghost, at the same time, accompanied by the numerous ghosts and ghosts coming like a tide, a dazzling circle
And the dazzling red-gold light instantly spread to all directions with Ma Hongjun as the center.
Fire Phoenix talent field, Phoenix field, open!
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