Yuan Futu stepped on a robbery sword and walked quickly on the ground, shuttling through the sect's buildings. He was only a few breaths away from leaving here, and he also felt the powerful aura coming from all directions. It seemed that the sect's cultivators
The visitors soon gathered here.
Until now, he still hadn't noticed the existence of the powerful people in the imperial palace, so he concluded that the in-depth conversation with General Long You back then had an effect. Although he didn't convince him to assist in this plan, it could at least prevent him from intervening in the matter.
This has been a great success.
Soon, he was able to escape from the sect with the Foundation Establishment Pill. Although he only barely got one, he believed that it would be an extremely powerful help for the master of the Dongming Sect to break through the realm. Even if he could not complete the realm promotion, it would prove that in the
The Dragon Slaying Immortal is also unable to become a Saint Immortal with just one Foundation Building Pill.
"It's quick, it's quick!"
Yuan Futu was extremely excited. He was already planning where to go after escaping. In short, the Wanshen Sect could not go back, but the leader of the Dongming Sect should have already planned in this regard.
Buzz!
An extremely powerful coercion descended from the sky and penetrated his whole body, causing Yuan Futu to slow down suddenly, as if his feet were tied with tens of thousands of kilograms of weight, or were stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move forward smoothly.
This is definitely a pure force deterrence, and the only ones who can do this are Xuanxian-level experts, whose strength is at least higher than that of Immortal Yan Yang.
Yuan Futu raised his head, and the obscure and dark clouds suddenly tore open, pouring out a large piece of gilded light, in which countless fine sword lights were condensed, as if a golden rain with a biting murderous intent was swaying down.
The fine sword light fell on the ground and fell on the surrounding buildings, immediately forming a world-destroying power. The roaring sound was endless, and it soon turned into a mess.
As the golden rain became denser and denser, it became increasingly difficult for Yuan Futu to dodge, and the immortal silk clothes on his body were unable to work under such a terrifying offensive. He soon fell into a desperate situation, with no chance of survival.
In the void, the Dragon-Slaying Immortal stood suspended. He caught up with Yuan Futu at a speed that exceeded the limit. With a look of contempt in his eyes, he said in a deep voice: "Shameless little thief!"
Facing the Xuanxian-level attack, Yuan Futu had no chance of surviving. His heart was already in his throat and his pupils were wide open.
And at this moment, a loud, high-pitched roar tore through the dark and silent night sky, and a figure was seen coming from the sky, and soon came into the golden rain, facing thousands of people.
The gilded sword glowed, and a circular sword array formed in front of him with his arms. The runes flowed inside, and countless blue-colored brilliance was sprayed out. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a solid sword body.
Two extremely similar immortal spells kept colliding and breaking apart. Although the blue sword body was quickly at a disadvantage, it withstood a fatal blow for Yuan Futu.
Yuan Futu had a look of astonishment on his face, looking at the familiar figure who shouldn't have appeared here, and murmured his name.
"Tang Zhentian?!"
Tang Zhentian laughed wildly and said: "It's so interesting! You are a Xuanxian and I am also a Xuanxian, so let's have a hearty competition to see who is more powerful!"
The Dragon-Slaying Immortal half-squinted his eyes, but he didn't know that the person in front of him was the head of the Tang family. What was more doubtful was that this person was clearly a Perfect Level Gang Immortal, so how could he claim to be in the Mysterious Immortal Realm.
Tang Zhentian's soul has still not recovered. Ever since he failed to break through the realm, he has continued to be in a crazy state, always thinking that he had already broken through the realm of the Mysterious Immortal.
Yuan Futu didn't know why Tang Zhentian appeared here and why he saved himself from the Dragon Slayer Immortal. Perhaps it was because he had seen it before, and the subconscious familiarity made him make the simplest judgment.
However, this unexpected change created a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"Master Tang, thank you very much!"
Yuan Futu shouted and ran in the other direction, intending to get away from Qingyang Sect as quickly as possible.
Facing this crazy guy, although there was something wrong with his soul, he was still the top Gang Immortal. The Dragon Slaying Immortal didn't expect that he could still get such a result without dispatching many master-level experts from the Wan Shen Sect.
It's really unbelievable to have such help from a dead man, but now that the elixir is about to be released, he must solve everything as soon as possible.
Whoops!
The countless tiny gilded sword lights suddenly disappeared, as if all the divine power had been exhausted. The Dragon-Slaying Immortal held the Xuanyuan Divine Sword in his hand, swooped down, and swung it casually, causing the void to tremble.
Tang Zhentian's eyes were immediately filled with bright gilded light. He stretched out his right hand to support the sword array, but he did not use any magical weapon, so the power would definitely be greatly reduced.
The next moment, the sound of explosions sounded, and the sword formation immediately collapsed, and a gilt sword light passed by his side, bringing with it a stream of blood.
For the Dragon Slayer Immortal, even if a lot of world power was consumed by Dong Ming, it was still more than enough to kill a Gang Immortal.
After his left arm was cut off, Tang Zhentian's face did not twist with pain, and even his crazy smile did not subside. Instead, he laughed wildly and said: "Okay! Okay! Come again!"
"Are you crazy!?" The Dragon Slaying Immortal showed a fierce look in his eyes, raised the Xuanyuan Divine Sword again, and at the same time came forward with one step, intending to split Tang Zhentian alive.
Tang Zhentian suddenly dwarfed, and then came to the Dragon Slayer Immortal's side with strange movements. He stretched out his only remaining right arm and clasped his neck, then opened his mouth and bit him viciously.
On his shoulder, it was a completely lunatic move.
There was no feeling of pain. After all, the dragon-slaying immortal's physical body had reached the level of steel. He just felt extremely angry and wanted to release his world power and bounce it away with a tyrannical attitude. But at this moment, he
I smelled a dangerous smell.
A streak of orange-red color was released from Tang Zhentian's body, making him seem to be bathed in blazing firelight.
That was a sign of the burning of world power and soul. The dragon-slaying immortal showed surprise, and only then did he realize that this madman actually wanted to detonate the sea of souls, and wanted to die with him.
"How can I let you succeed?!"
The Dragon-Slaying Immortal roared loudly, formed a finger gesture, and probed towards Tang Zhentian's head with extremely sharp gilded light.
At the same time, a sword light that had been preparing for a long time broke through the dark space in front of him and reached the front in an instant.
"Dongming!!!"
The Dragon Slaying Immortal discovered that the Dongming Immortal had taken action again, and at this critical moment, he had to remove his finger gestures and stab the Xuanyuan Divine Sword forward.
Boom!
The sword light vibrated for a moment, and then shattered inch by inch. Although the Dragon Slaying Immortal resisted, it gave Tang Zhentian enough time.