My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity Chapter 275: Mobilize the Immortal Soldiers to kill Chen Zhixing!
Chapter 275: Mobilize the Immortal Soldiers to kill Chen Zhixing!
"this......"
The old servant in black couldn't help but have a look of hesitation on his face.
Judging from Chen Zhixing's performance, if he survives this time, it is a certainty that he will enter the immortal lineage.
You can say that.
Chen Zhixing is already a half-immortal Taoist man.
If the Sikong family had killed Chen Zhixing under the eyes of Immortal Taoism.
I'm just afraid...
Don't wait for the old servant in black to think deeply.
"Okay, I've made my decision, no need to say anything more."
"As long as Chen Zhixing dies, will the immortal orthodoxy still destroy our Sikong family for the sake of a dead genius? It's just a price to pay."
"Where are the people?!"
As soon as this was said.
Outside Xianxuan Mountain, on top of a small hill.
Ziwei Chen family, inside this small boat.
Immediately.
At this moment, we are all dead in the ancient world.
I can have a rather muddy feeling that the incarnation of the eight-path body does not contain too much power, and I am afraid that it is simply used to delay the opening of the door to the ancient world.
Which of the geniuses participating in the Dongxuan Territory competition this time is a treasured figure outside their own influence, and even the young masters have already appointed their future successors.
Beneath the top of Xianxuan Mountain.
Cai Zhuji waved her hand and said calmly.
...
This usually looks as stable as a rock, but after the collapse of Mount Tai, the leaders of the various small forces changed their appearance, and they all lost their composure!
The old servant in black nodded and had no choice but to say no more and replied: "Reporting to the master of the house, the immortal soldiers are already in place and can be mobilized at any time!"
at that moment.
died.
Everyone looked towards Chen Daoyan again.
In the small boat of the Ziwei Chen family, all the elders of the Chen family, even Chen Zhixing, could not help but heave a sigh of relief in their hearts.
"The other person... seems to be the true disciple of Tianlan Holy Land, the Great Overlord Sikong?"
Don't look at it. At this moment, you are still standing on the sky, traversing the latitude and latitude of the sky.
In fact, it is not just eight empty shells.
"Sambo, don't be afraid."
The people who participated in the competition this time, except for Chen Daoyan and Cai Zhu, were all left in the big world and could never escape!
...
"As soon as Chen Zhixing shows up, he will immediately mobilize the immortal soldiers to kill him!"
For several days, the monks from the south and the north, as well as the leaders of various small forces, kept their eyes open and stared at the whirlpool, daring to miss even a breath.
"Everyone is dead, so Chen Daoyan is also dead?"
"Could it be that...except for Cai Zhuji and Cai Zhuzhili, the others..."
A terrible suspicion sounded in the minds of countless people at the same time!
Rumble——!!!
"The Pengnai family has mobilized the Immortal Soldiers this time. Do you believe there is a very small possibility that they are here for the Eighth Young Master!"
Cai Zhuji smiled usefully when she heard this: "Can Cai Zhuxuanji, the boss, only know how to play some dirty tricks? I know that I am here, and if I send out an abnormal Nirvana realm, I am afraid I can do it to the right person."
You can kill with one strike, so you can only rely on the chief of the clan to raise troops."
laugh.
Peng Naixuanji's figure was shaken, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look.
No one seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and the originally tall and tall body had become rickety.
No one roared in sorrow, their eyes were about to burst, and they were almost bursting with blood and tears!
Li Changsheng murmured to himself and stood up.
A fierce look flashed in my eyes, and I spoke firmly:
"coming!"
"good!"
"Disciple!!"
All dead.
However.
"Use the Immortal Soldiers immediately to kill Chen Daoyan!"
You Lao was stunned at first, then frowned and said: "Master...could it be that you relied on the incarnations of the eight masters of the rotten Taoism to stop this immortal soldier?"
"These costs are nothing compared to killing Chen Zhixing."
"Cai Zhuji?!"
"Daddy won't be able to send Chen Daoyan away soon, so come up and accompany him."
If it were up to us, it would be better to just let Zhi'er wait for the kill.
You Lao's expression was stern, he walked back from the deck in small steps, and said solemnly like never before:
...
"How are the preparations for the Zhen Clan's Changsheng soldiers?"
And let’s take it a step further.
A ruthless and cold look flashed in Sikong Xuanji's eyes.
Stop this.
"The rest...all died in this big world?"
"Is Chen Daoyan okay?"
Sikong Xuanji waved his hand, and then asked in a deep voice:
The other man was tall and tall, with thick white hair, and his naked lower body had deep and revealing whip marks.
Only Cai Zhuji and Sikong were teleported out.
No one turned pale, and they all murmured in disbelief.
The entire Xianxuan Mountain became deathly silent.
"The Peng Nai family doesn't have immortal soldiers, so does your Ziwei Chen family have them?"
This man has a pair of narrow eyes and a handsome face, like a noble son from a noble family who stepped out of a painting.
In the entire Xianxuan Mountain, the expressions of several people changed slightly.
To know.
Chen Zhixing laughed warmly in his heart, he was afraid that the person who would assassinate Zhi'er in the Nirvana realm in the ancient world would be sent by one of the Eight Little Ones.
This crystal white vortex is spinning slower and slower, slower and slower!
A terrifying demonic element that had reached the first level of Nirvana gradually boiled inside my body.
"Remove the seven characters above."
According to the usual Xiaobi, before Xiaobi starts, everyone who is not alive outside will be teleported out!
All kinds of heartbreaking sounds sounded.
at the same time.
Loud shouts rang out one after another.
You Lao was stunned for a moment, then a nervous smile appeared on his face, and he was completely relieved.
Now that the door to the great world has finally been opened, the eight paths come from the incarnation of the Lord of the Decaying Dao Tradition, and their small amount of power has not yet been exhausted.
In an instant, this powerful figure, the master of all the small forces in the world, could not help but tremble slightly.
Chen Zhixing sat under a hot stone chair, staring sharply at the vortex that appeared on the top of Ziwei Mountain.
Muffled sounds like thunder echoed between heaven and earth.
"Wait! Why didn't only Chen Daoyan and Na Sikong come out?!"
Chen Zhixing calmed down, shook his head and said with a smile:
In an instant, everyone was refreshed and quickly looked around.
"Do it!!!"
"Master of the family, the ANBU just sent a message and discovered that the Pengnai family has not yet transported away the family's immortal soldiers!"
The leaders of these small forces seemed to have had their first hope crushed, and were completely stunned.
Until this bright white vortex completely disappeared from form and dispersed in the void.
These two vague figures completely solidified and walked out of the whirlpool.
"Where are the others?!"
last moment.
"Is it the rotten Taoism?"
"It's just to worry."
Compared to the threat of the Immortal Soldiers from the Pengnai family, I am actually more worried about Chen Daoyan's situation in the big world.
Inside this golden carriage pulled by four real dragons.
That is different from directly cutting off the future of various small forces!
Everyone was staring blankly at the sky, their faces extremely shocked.
As Cai Zhuji and Cai Zhu walked out, this magnificent white vortex suddenly disappeared.
A figure is wearing a long black dress, and the hair is dyed.
As soon as these words fell.
And now.
Now that I see Chen Daoyan safe and sound, the stone that was hanging low in my heart has finally fallen to the ground.
Youlao was startled when he heard this, and then asked without any doubts: "Master, could it be that he already knew the news?"
No one is as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
Two vague figures, from feet to head, suddenly emerged in the whirlpool.
the other side.
...
A figure with loose gray hair, a pair of flesh wings on its back, and covered with black magic lines, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the whirlpool channel that gradually appeared on the top of the fairy mountain.