The bald old man's steps were slow, but one step seemed to be thousands of feet away. In the blink of an eye, he was already close.
Yuan Futu's whole body trembled involuntarily. This was a kind of unfounded fear. The bald old man did not show any means, nor could he spy on how unfathomable his realm was. Just standing here was enough to give people an inexplicable feeling.
Resistible oppression.
Seeing that he was about to get the Nine-Yang Blood Ginseng and the Saint-level Immortal Weapon, but was ruined by this bald old man, the Yellow-clothed Saint couldn't help but became furious, almost losing his mind, and shouted: "Who the hell are you?!"
The bald old man did not answer, but instead cast his gaze on Yuan Futu and looked carefully. His eyes were deep and unruffled, as if they could penetrate anyone.
Yuan Futu only felt that all the secrets were revealed to him, completely controlled by him, and he felt as if his soul was being plundered.
The saint in yellow didn't get the answer. He shook his hands, and fired the killing character and the absolute character at the same time. With the cooperation of the immortal magic and forbidden spells, it emitted a strong and dazzling light, like two long dragons running over the ground, erupting with a rumbling sound.
Loud noise.
The bald old man glanced contemptuously, raised the crutch and thrust forward, only to see the void suddenly collapse, and the front end of the crutch was squeezed continuously, and the two talismans were locked inside, and they were crushed into pieces.
Sui Mo, this fairy weapon was destroyed instantly.
Yuan Futu gasped, this method would be very difficult for even the True Immortal Ancestor to do.
The yellow-clothed saint's face was pale. He realized that the other party was powerful and that he was already far superior to himself.
At this time, the bald old man opened his mouth and said slowly: "My name is 'Lun'."
The word "slaughter" is the same as the word "slaughter" he used, which means to kill and exterminate. There are not many people named with one word in the world, and the yellow-clothed saint is not an ignorant person. He searched for the memories in his mind and immediately emerged
The name that frightened me was exactly the same as the word he said.
Kill the Immortal!
The holy immortal in yellow swallowed hard, staggered back two steps, widened his eyes, and said: "The Immortal Killer... the Immortal Killer of the Imperial Court of the Immortal Realm... the Immortal Killer of the Netherworld Divine Guards?"
A sneer appeared on the corner of Immortal Killer's mouth, but he did not answer.
Although the Yellow-clothed Holy Immortal knew something, he couldn't believe it. He shook his head desperately and said: "Impossible, how could the commander-in-chief of the Netherworld Divine Guard come here in person, unless he wanted to wipe out a huge Sin Immortal force, and in
There’s none here!”
Immortal Killer said: "Except for the Seven Sinful Emperors, I have no interest in other forces. I have only one purpose for coming here this time."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Yuan Futu again.
Yuan Futu couldn't help but shudder. He had a hunch that the Immortal Killer was clearly coming for him. As for the purpose, he had some guess at it.
The saint in yellow took a few steps back again. He wanted to escape, and the farther he could escape, the better. He didn't want to ask for anything. In the end, this life was the most important. With a thought, he flicked out a few sword fingers, as if to
It tore through the void, made a whooshing sound, and attacked the Immortal Killer while flying up.
Immortal Killer's face was indifferent, as if he didn't care about it. The sword finger directly struck him, but it was like a pebble falling into the boundless ocean. It didn't make a single ripple at all, and even the clothes he was wearing were not affected.
None of the robes were damaged.
He raised his head, put away the crutch, and pushed the bone fist out without any warning.
Suddenly!
Centered on the Immortal Killer, a mass of air with a radius of dozens of feet was completely blown away. Yuan Futu felt as if his whole body was about to be torn apart alive. He found that this man's energy and blood had reached a very strong level, like the scorching sun.
General, and the physical body is comparable to a holy-level fairy weapon, to be precise, it is much more powerful than a holy-level defensive fairy weapon.
He is a True Immortal Ancestor, and a Perfect Level True Immortal Ancestor who has cultivated a hegemonic body.
Yuan Futu was completely devastated. When he encountered such an opponent, he was completely doomed. It would be useless even if he cultivated the power of law to an advanced level.
At this time, the ancestor of Donghuang had already disappeared, completely hidden in his soul world. He must have sensed this fatal crisis, which made Yuan Futu feel even more desperate.
This punch seemed to have a domineering power to command all living beings in the world. The entire ground was bombarded, and a violent air flow rose into the sky, directly involving the yellow-clothed saint.
Boom!
The fist burst out, exploding thousands of sparks in the sky, like meteors and fire showers. It is hard to imagine that an ordinary punch could have such a huge power, and the body of the yellow-clothed saint was in the shape of a large font, starting from head to toe.
It exploded, turning the flesh and bones into mud, and then burned into ashes. It was very tragic.
With the identity and status of the Killing Immortal, he really shouldn't appear here. Wherever he walks, the Sinful Immortal forces must be destroyed. And now he comes alone with only one purpose, and that is to capture Yuan Futu.
After killing the Saint Immortal, the Immortal Killer put the bones back into his sleeves, looked at Yuan Futu, and said in a deep voice: "I have seen your methods just now, but I didn't expect you to master the laws of time and space so quickly.
This level makes it difficult for me to realize that I was lucky enough to let you escape twice before, but not this time."
The first time was in the Great Thousand World, when Yuan Futu unexpectedly killed the Zhouxu Immortal and escaped to the Earthly Immortal Realm. The second time was in the hands of Chihai. If the ghosts, Buddhas and demon soldiers hadn't intercepted the Ark, he would have been killed.
Taken to the Seventh Dharma Gate for trial.
Yuan Futu stood in front of him, unable to move, gritting his teeth and said: "You want to kill me?"
"After spending so much effort, of course it's not as simple as killing you." Immortal Killer said coldly: "The secret of time and space is the most obscure and powerful among the laws of the world. Its value to immortal cultivators is immeasurable, so how can it be done?
What a waste."
Just as Yuan Futu thought, everyone wanted to get the secret of the law of time and space. However, at this time, he no longer had any means to fight against a strong man of this level. He was also trying to contact the ancestor of Donghuang, but failed
No reply at all.
As soon as Immortal Killer stretched out his hand, the Ancient Sword of the Human Emperor and the Nine-Yang Blood Ginseng were taken from the air, leaving Yuan Futu unable to resist.
And the Human Emperor's Ancient Sword actually started to struggle in his hand, obviously not wanting to be controlled by others.
Immortal Killer groaned, and with one hand he suddenly grasped his hand, and a heavy force burst out from it. The Ancient Sword of the Human Emperor let out a hoarse sword cry, and was instantly suppressed alive and calmed down.