"Sect Master, Sect Master, please come out of seclusion quickly!"
"That fellow Fang Ling is here to kill again!"
Outside the Tiandao Sect's forbidden area, a large number of disciples poured in and begged.
At this time, Fang Ling and his two men were going on a killing spree, and they knew they had to come here if they wanted to survive.
But no matter how much they begged and how loud the killing cries were outside, there was no movement at all deep in the forbidden area.
Half an hour later, all the disciples who were left guarding the gate of Tiandao Sect were dead or injured.
Most of these people died under Fang Ling's bloody sword, while Lan Yan was only responsible for those who wanted to escape.
With the cooperation of the two, no one can escape.
The killing cries gradually subsided, and the huge mountain gate fell into dead silence.
The originally beautiful place has now turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, like a hell on earth.
The two looked at each other and strode towards the Tiandao Sect's forbidden area, Tongtian Valley.
Entering outside Tongtian Valley, an inexplicable force was exerted on the two of them, making them feel like they were stuck in a quagmire.
It is precisely because of the existence of this mysterious power that the disciples who were previously blocked outside Tongtian Valley were unable to enter.
It didn't take long for the two of them to reach the end of Tongtian Valley.
He Changling, the leader of Tiandao Sect, was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock at the end of the valley.
There was a mysterious power in the valley that was continuously injected into his body.
Suddenly, with a pop, He Changling spat out a mouthful of blood and opened his eyes suddenly.
He looked at Fang Ling and Lan Yan opposite with an angry look.
At the critical moment of his breakthrough, the two of them came to kill him.
This hour was a kind of cruel torture for him. He could only sit here and listen to the wailing of the sect disciples, but could do nothing.
At this moment, he was even more anxious and furious, and the immortal power in his body was rushing around, and he completely failed to break through.
Not only was he unable to break through and become a sixth-grade Jade Immortal, his aura was also greatly weakened, and it was worse than the state before he went into seclusion.
"You two evildoers!"
"How dare you cut off my path to immortality and slaughter my Tiandao Sect disciples."
"I will never give you mercy today, and I will not stop until death!"
He Changling roared angrily and slapped the two of them with his palm: "Tianjun Palm"
Lan Yan stepped aside, and at the same time, the vast soul power in her body surged violently: "Heavenly Punishment Curse!"
The spell was difficult to resist, and He Changling's expression changed.
The Heavenly Punishment Spell is very powerful and can continuously cause negative effects on the target.
He Changling only felt that his immortal power was losing, and at the same time, his physical body strength continued to weaken, and his soul power also continued to decline.
This is an extremely vicious spell. Once you are hit by the spell, you will immediately be at a disadvantage.
And if it cannot be resolved quickly, it will be consumed to death.
On the other side, Fang Ling was not idle either.
He used the dragon-slaying technique to lock the crane into longevity.
At the same time, the Great Yin Yang Hand was unleashed, injecting killing power into it.
With the dual blessing of the Dragon Slaying Technique and the God of Killing Seal, Fang Ling's Great Yin Yang Hands were extremely terrifying.
Just a roar was heard, the space was ups and downs, huge rocks on both sides of the valley rolled down, and the entire valley seemed to collapse.
Although He Changling failed to break through, his breath was weak.
But after all, he is a fifth-grade Jade Immortal, and a fifth-grade Jade Immortal with top-level combat power. His Tianjun Palm cannot be underestimated.
The Tianjun Palm and the Great Yin-Yang Hand were locked in a stalemate for a moment, and finally the Tianjun Palm gained the upper hand and suppressed Fang Ling's Great Yin-Yang Hand.
Fang Ling fired another Xinghe Infinite Fist, and then blocked the aftermath of Tianjun Palm.
Although Zhang He Changling was victorious this time, there was no joy on his face.
"In just a few decades, this kid has become so terrifying!"
He regretted it, very much.
I regret not choosing to kill Fang Ling back then.
Now the result is still the same, Tiandao Sect was completely destroyed.
The difference is that even he himself is in danger.
"Thunder Dragon!" He shouted loudly, condensing a Thunder Dragon Dharma behind him!
The destructive power contained in the thunder made Fang Ling's heart tremble.
"This doesn't seem to be an ordinary trick..." he thought to himself.
"I, He Changling, was also an unrivaled beauty when I was young, how could I lose to you?" He Changling said proudly.
"I am a person blessed with destiny. I have the killing power of the accompanying spiritual creature - Golden Thunder, which is no less powerful than the accompanying spiritual treasure!"
"There is also an innate dharma, a flying dragon in the sky, which can suppress all powerful enemies."
"After becoming an immortal, I will merge the accompanying golden thunder with the accompanying method."
"Create this unique magical power that belongs to me - Thunder Dragon!"
"Since the creation of this technique, no one has ever been able to force me to use it."
"Today I will use the blood of both of you to practice my supreme avenue and open the gate to immortality!"
"Kill!" He shouted loudly, and the thunder dragon also let out a dragon roar.
The terrifying thunder dragon charged towards Fang Ling with its supreme power.
Fang Ling raised his hand and circled it in front of him, condensing a Tai Chi diagram.
"Causation bites back!" The creation bones in his body unleashed great power, bringing the magic of creation to its extreme!
The terrifying thunder dragon immediately changed its direction, and its power increased tenfold, and it headed towards He Changling.
But at this time, He Changling did not panic at all, but showed a smile of success.
"Little Fang Ling, I spent a lot of effort back then to relive the scene where you beheaded the Supreme Elder of my sect."
"I knew I had this skill, and I deliberately told you how powerful this technique is. You fell into the trap!"
"Let me show you the background of our Tiandao Sect."
"He Changling, the 39213th generation leader of the Tiandao Sect, please ask for the Xuantian Divine Mirror!"
Tongtian Valley suddenly shook violently, and a huge mirror appeared in front of He Changling.
This divine mirror is the true inherited treasure of Tiandao Sect, and it is a powerful magic weapon with sixteen restrictions!
It has the ability to rebound attacks. As long as the attack is within the range of being able to withstand it, it can rebound it.
The furious Thunder Dragon charged forward, bounced back through the mirror, and rushed towards Fang Ling again.
"Child Fang Ling, your magical power is very powerful. You can also increase the power of my thunder dragon."
"But now you will suffer the consequences and wait for death!" He Changling said with a wild smile.
Fang Ling's eyebrows darkened, but he didn't expect He Changling to have such a skill.
The Creation Immortal Technique cannot be used continuously because the Creation Bone cannot support it and can only be used once in a short period of time.
He was unable to rebound this attack a second time.
"Nothingness!" His figure suddenly became illusory, and he could only avoid it with this unparalleled move.
He Changling saw Fang Ling's body disappear, and his laughter stopped abruptly.
He knew that the thunder dragon would probably not be able to kill Fang Ling, so he immediately prepared his next move.
But at this moment, he screamed in pain and held his head tightly with both hands.
At this time, he had a splitting headache, as if countless knives were cutting into his soul.
In the distance, Lan Yan let out a breath and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
This is the Immortal Killing Curse, the top spell in the Witch Temple passed down to her by her daughter.
This spell is extremely powerful, but it requires a lot of mental effort and soul power to construct.
"Fang Ling, hurry up!" she shouted loudly.
On the other side, the thunder dragon passed through Fang Ling's shadow, and he dodged the blow.
Seeing that Lan Yan succeeded, he immediately used his killing move.
He first used the Tianluo Divine Art to improve his cultivation, and then used another creation magic, the Hand of God!
The hand of God fell and razed the entire valley to the ground!
Even He Changling was photographed and turned into a meat pie, which made him completely miserable.
The Immortal Killing Curse itself was terrifying enough, and coupled with Fang Ling's creation magic, even though he had advanced cultivation, he couldn't bear it and fell like this.