Seeing the power of divine thunder lurking in the sky, the whole Tiandao Mountain was in an uproar.
"Ye Lang!"
Nangong Zhan, who had just integrated the third-grade Tiandao Stone, was furious at the moment.
To be able to trigger such a terrifying catastrophe, it is obvious that Ye Lang received the help of the fourth-grade Tiandao Stone.
In the realm of purple light, Ye Lang flew up and with a wave of his hand, a huge palm print dragged down all the sword spirits.
"How are you doing?"
Ye Lang asked loudly.
He knew very well that if the blow just now had not been defended by the sword spirits to the death, he would have been in real danger. It would probably have been the result of the failure of the tribulation and the severing of 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, this would not be the case, but due to the restrictions of the Tiandao rules of Tiandao Mountain, their power was suppressed too much. This time, it was only by relying on the strength of everyone to break through the restrictions that they could resist the fatal blow of Tiandao.
"What a shame, all of Ruoxue's elixir in my body has been consumed. I have to go back immediately."
Ye Lang has no intention of going to higher levels at this moment. All he wants is to save these brothers of life and death.
Moreover, obtaining the fourth-grade Purple Light Tiandao Stone has already cost so much. As for the fifth-grade Tiandao Stone, he will definitely not be able to control it based on his current strength.
"Walk!"
Ye Lang's thoughts moved, and the Bagua Sword Cauldron took all the sword spirits into it and rushed downwards.
"That's Ye Lang, he actually came down the mountain."
When everyone saw Ye Lang running like a streamer, they all looked shocked. This speed was probably too fast.
"Golden Immortal, he is a Golden Immortal."
"When I first entered Tiandao Mountain, I was still at the third level 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 even more eager. They thought that like Ye Lang, they might be favored by heaven and transform from an unknown ordinary cultivator into a peerless genius.
"Ye Lang!"
Seeing Ye Lang coming down the mountain, many powerful men stared at him.
Zhu Qiang clearly felt from the aura on his body that his realm had reached the Golden Immortal level, and Ye Lang was not in the mood to hide his cultivation realm. After all, the noise just made was too great.
"Stop!"
With a cold shout, Baili Yun waved the cold blade in his hand, and instantly a sharp cold light hit Ye Lang.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Ye Lang only cares about the life and death of the sword spirit in the sword cauldron at the moment. If someone wants to stop him from returning to Man Tingfang, he will let that person understand the feeling of the most miserable death.
"Hahaha, do you think you are invincible just because you ascended to the Golden Immortal? What a waste!"
At this time, a strong man of the fifth level of Golden Immortal flew out, wanting to show off in front of the Eighth Prince and block Ye Lang's way forward.
"Extraordinary Holy Palm!"
Ye Lang's eyes turned cold, and the Buddha's light flashed out from his palm. A huge "卍" seal appeared and rushed towards the person blocking him.
"What, damn it!"
Only when the word "卍" came to his face did he understand the huge difference between himself and Ye Lang.
"Boom!"
With a shocking explosion, the strong man of the fifth level of Sword Immortal was shattered into pieces, with no bones left!
"ah?!"
The whole place was in an uproar, and everyone was shocked and speechless. After entering the Golden Immortal Realm for the first time, he could instantly kill a fifth-level Golden Immortal. What kind of monster is this?
"impossible!"
Bailiyun's eyes widened and his face turned pale.
"Ye Lang, leave behind the fourth-grade Purple Light Tiandao Stone!"
Seeing that Ye Lang was about to walk out of the Tiandao Mountain area, Nangong Zhan rushed from behind like an eagle.
"Nangong Zhan, you are looking for death!"
Ye Lang's eyes were sharp, as if there were countless bloody lights emanating from his eyes, and the surrounding space was filled with endless aura of death. This was the embodiment of Ye Lang's anger.
Nangong Zhan's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect Ye Lang's aura to be so powerful that it could have a shocking effect on him, a ninth-grade Golden Immortal.
"Leave the fourth-grade Tiandao Stone and I will let you leave!"
Nangong Zhan was obviously intimidated, but his greedy heart made him still speak harshly and maintain his strength, hoping to get Ye Lang's fourth-grade Tiandao Stone.
"Go away, I'm only going to say it once!"
Time is running out, Ye Lang said angrily.
When the voice came out of Ye Lang's mouth, the sound waves surged and the immortal energy hit. Everyone felt as if they felt a huge wave coming from the sky, and they unconsciously took a few steps back.
"Damn it, I'm so scared!"
Nangong Zhan wanted to fight for his own dignity. With a thought, the phantom of the third-grade blue-light Tiandao Stone appeared above his head.
"idiot!"
Ye Lang originally didn't want to get entangled, but Nangong Zhan still wanted to "stalk him", so he would kill him!
"Zizzizi!"
Suddenly, purple flames appeared above Ye Lang's head, and the shadow of the fourth-grade Tiandao Stone appeared.
"That's a fourth-grade Tiandao stone!"
Everyone recognized the grade of the Tiandao Stone on Ye Lang's head. Some showed greed, some showed shock, and some showed fear...
"Xuanhuang draws Qi-Leaping Dragon Slash!"
Ye Lang raised the dragon-patterned sword high, and the sword directly evolved into the shadow of an angry real dragon.
"kill!"
The sword edge slashed out, and the real dragon roared for nine days.
That shadow of a true dragon came straight towards Nangong Zhan.
"Nangong's three unique skills - Soul-Destroying Palm!"
Nangong Zhan was shocked and his strongest magical power suddenly took action.
A huge palm print came towards Ye Lang, but as soon as he took action, he was faced with the shadow of the real dragon.
"roar!"
There was a sound of dragon roar, and the palm print was like "paper", shattering on the spot, and the real dragon sword energy continued to attack Nangong Zhan.
"ah?!"
For the first time, Nangong Zhan showed a look of horror. This was the genius of the Nangong family, and he couldn't even survive a single move in Ye Lang's hands.
The sword energy exploded, and Nangong Zhan's body was blown hundreds of feet away and fell heavily to the ground.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out. If it weren't for the third-grade blue-light Tiandao stone protection, Nangong Zhan felt that he might have been directly destroyed by the blow just now.
It's so scary, Ye Lang is simply a devil.
Nangong Zhan did not dare to say another word and quickly swallowed the elixir to heal his injuries.
"Who else!"
Ye Lang roared to the sky, shaking the entire wasteland.
No one dared to speak out, even the eighth prince Bailiyun could hold back at the moment. He didn't want to be ruined by this lunatic just because of his impulse.
"Walk!"
Ye Lang stepped on his "skateboard" and quickly looked for the exit of the Qiankun battlefield.
"Master, I'm going to take the first step."
Within the sword cauldron, some sword spirits were no longer able to survive, and their spirit bodies exploded.
"Hold on, I will save you."
Ye Lang gritted his teeth and moved forward as fast as he could.
"Let me take over for a while."
At the critical moment, the tower master appeared, the Beiming relic was opened, and a large amount of the fairy energy absorbed before was poured into the sword cauldron to nourish the sword spirit!
