"Tai...Tai Shang Sword?" Seeing the ancient sword offered by Zhang Yuanchu, the soul fire in the head of the Second Immortal Lord also flickered brightly and darkly. The two-meter-high jade skeleton trembled for a moment.
, suddenly roared and said: "Zhang...Zhang Yuanchu, you traitor, did you steal the ancestral sword enshrined in "Lingxiao Palace"? You have killed so many uncles and brothers by shouting to catch thieves, so you are not afraid of them in Jiuquan."
Are you asking for your life?"
"Tsk tsk, are you asking for your life from me?" Zhang Yuanchu raised his eyelids, looked at the Second Immortal Lord with a sneer, and said with a sneer: "The Yin Ruins have disappeared. Where is the Jiuquan you mentioned? The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.
, does it still make sense to say this now?”
"It's meaningless? You, a vicious thief who has forgotten your ancestors and harmed your people, should have been cut into pieces long ago and your bones broken by whips. I will send you down to Jiuquan today to pay for your life and make amends for all your uncles and brothers."
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The bones on the Second Immortal Lord's body exploded, and with the overwhelming power of Qi and blood, he instantly transformed into a thousands-meter-long blood dragon. With a 'buzz', it burst into the Burning Heaven Furnace. Only two of them were seen.
He looked at Zhang Yuanchu with blood in his eyes and said angrily: "You beast, go to hell."
""Burning Yang Technique", transform into a dragon." The Second Immortal Lord roared, and the entire Burning Sky Furnace suddenly began to shake. As soon as the cauldron was opened, countless qi-blood dragons, mixed with overwhelming aura of violence, emerged from the Burning Heaven Furnace.
It flew out and rushed towards Zhang Yuanchu.
"Humph, the art of Hualong? Why, after practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, you still only have this little ability?" Zhang Yuanchu sneered twice, and the Taishang Sword of Forgetting Love in his hand instantly burst out with thousands of rays of light, and said lightly:
"Behead three corpses."
Buzz!
The sound of swords kept ringing.
Before those dragons transformed from 'qi and blood' came close to Zhang Yuanchu, the sword intent erupted from the Taishang Wangqing Sword instantly pierced through the head, and the nearly kilometer-long body of the dragon suddenly exploded into blood.
fog.
There was only a burst of 'bang', 'bang', 'bang' explosions, as tens of thousands of Qi-blood dragons exploded at the same time, and the dissipated blood mist instantly enveloped the land with a radius of dozens of miles.
"Immortal... Immortal King?" Seeing the figures of Zhang Yuanchu and the Second Immortal Lord disappearing into the depths of the 'blood mist' at the same time, Cang Jie's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he even clutched the hand of Tianpu
, all became more energetic.
"Damn, the strength of these two immortals is too terrifying, isn't it?" Xuan Ming, who was standing aside, swallowed hard, and said with a pale face: "Cangjie, what do you mean?
Will the Immortal King be alright?"
"Shut your stinky mouth..." Seeing Xuan Ming's greedy and fearful look, Cangjie's face suddenly turned cold. He looked at him expressionlessly and said, "If you say one more nonsense, I will cut off your tongue."
Cut it off."
Xuan Ming: "..."
Not far away.
Seeing Zhang Yuanchu and the Second Immortal Lord, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Deep in the blood mist, there were sounds like landslides and earth cracking from time to time. The Ghost King, who was standing next to Ye Xingchen, licked his lips and said, "Tsk, tsk."
He smiled strangely and said: "Let's fight. It's best if we die together, so we can save trouble."
"Idiot, do you still have the intention to stand here and watch the fun?" Ancestor Shura looked at it sideways, and said angrily: "None of those people in "Lingxiao Palace" are good people. I want them both.
Are you dreaming that we will die together? When the winner is determined between the two of them, no matter who wins, we will not get the good fruit."
"Then what do you think we should do?" The Ghost King rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Let's go..." Ancestor Shura licked his lips, looked at Ye Xingchen, and said: "Young Master, why don't we leave now, the farther away from these dirty things in "Lingxiao Palace", the better, hum.
As long as we leave here, no matter how many methods and powerful magical powers the people in "Lingxiao Palace" have, it won't be that easy to find us, right?"
"I want to leave now, it's already too late." Ying Sihai withdrew his gaze, looked at Ye Xingchen, the Shura Ancestors and the others, with ugly expressions on their faces, and said, "Before Zhang Yuanchu and the Second Immortal Lord took action, they had already covered dozens of miles around.
The earth is imprisoned by magic, unless we are much stronger than them, otherwise, even a fly will not be able to fly out from here."
"It's not okay for the two of you to join forces?" Ancestor Shura's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Ying Sihai and said.
"Join forces? With our current strength, it's difficult to deal with even Cang Jie..." Wu Ling'er replied with an ugly face, suddenly raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Have you decided the winner between the two of them?"
"Is this... so fast?" The Ghost King was slightly startled, and said in astonishment.
Woohoo!
As soon as Wu Ling'er finished speaking, he saw that the blood mist that enveloped the surroundings began to dissipate.
The bone shadow of the Second Immortal Lord fell to the ground with a 'snap' sound, creating a large pit several meters deep in the courtyard. Even its jade bones became
It became dim, and the soul fire in his head seemed to shrink several times. After struggling hard for a few times, he crawled out of the pit.
"Win...win?" Seeing Zhang Yuanchu's figure reappeared, Cang Jie, Xuan Ming and others who were standing aside suddenly showed expressions of ecstasy. Before they walked over, they saw Zhang Yuanchu's
The soul shadow fell directly in front of the Second Immortal Lord, sneered and said: "Second brother, it's been so many years, and you still haven't made any progress at all."
"Cough, cough, cough..." Hearing Zhang Yuanchu's ridicule, the Second Immortal Lord coughed a few times, raised his head, stared at Zhang Yuanchu with his empty eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's a pity, I
The time it takes to wake up is a little too short. If you give me another ten days or half a month, let alone a clone with a broken soul, even if your body comes in person, I can crush your bones into ashes and break your body into thousands of pieces.
"
"It seems that you still don't understand the principle of success and failure of the king. Is it still meaningful to talk about it now?" Zhang Yuanchu sneered twice, his arm shook, and the Taishang Wangqing Sword, exuding monstrous sword intent, appeared again.
On his hand, he said:
"Second brother, you brought all this on yourself. You don't blame me as the eldest brother. I wanted to spare your life, but unfortunately, you are stubborn. Since you never forget those uncles and brothers, when I kill your three corpses,
Just go and accompany them."
"Ahem... you want to kill my three corpses? Haha, Zhang Yuanchu, do you think you have won?" The Second Immortal Lord suddenly raised its head and looked directly at Zhang Yuanchu. It was still languid, and instantly burst out with a fierce killing blow.
Yiyi smiled evilly and said: "Do you really think that no one except you knows how to deduce heaven's secrets? Since you like my jade bone body so much, what's the harm if I give it to you?