Qinglong also didn't expect that the other party would be so agile and not afraid of his Dragon-Slaying Sword at all.
So seeing the opponent coming, Qinglong swung his sword without any hesitation.
The sword light drawn by the Dragon-Slaying Sword formed a white wave of light and chopped off the mysterious man's head.
"The Dragon-Slaying Sword is nothing more than that."
The mysterious man sneered, and then the space in front of him quickly distorted. As soon as the sword light of the Dragon-Slaying Sword touched, it was as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and his speed slowed down in vain.
When Qinglong saw this, his heart sank. Judging from the opponent's method of controlling space, he was stronger than him.
It's a bit puzzling that such a strong man is willing to grovel in a place like Zheyumen.
The sword light flew forward slowly, breaking through the space barriers layer by layer. However, the attack power became weaker in the later stages.
At this moment, a vine-like magic weapon appeared in the mysterious man's hand, and he waved it forward lightly.
Everyone only heard a bang, as the two attacks collided, and dazzling light shot up into the sky, creating a huge hole in the sky.
"The high stage of immortality?"
Under the impact of this powerful light wave, Qinglong's body retreated slowly, and at the same time he had a vague perception of the mysterious man's strength.
Prince Shura lost his previous arrogance at this time. The sudden appearance of this mysterious man gave him a new understanding of the strength of Zhiyumen. The opponent was indeed not as simple as he seemed on the surface.
"Qinglong, be careful, this person is very strong."
Prince Shura couldn't help but remind him.
The master of the Zheyu Sect behind the mysterious man was slightly relieved. The appearance of the mysterious man gave him a feeling of being reborn.
At least today, his Zheyu Sect will not be completely wiped out.
"Every disciple, listen to the order and kill..."
The leader of the Zheyu Sect shouted loudly, and then a dense crowd of men in black rose into the sky. Each of them had a powerful soul entrenched above their head, and the one with the lowest strength was also a ghost king.
Those ghost kings were all glowing with red light and looked particularly violent.
"The Shura army obeys the order and kills."
Prince Shura also conveyed his instructions at this time.
At this moment, the mighty Shura army marched forward uniformly, but Prince Shura stood together with Qinglong, with thunder and lightning rolling all over his body.
"Junior, since you are here today, please stay."
The mysterious immortal is floating high in the sky, and in front of the opponent, floating is the magic weapon that looks like a tree root.
At this time, the magic weapon emits a rich green light, like a green jadeite.
Although both Qinglong and Qinglong have reached the level of immortal strength, they still feel great pressure when facing this mysterious man.
"Senior, Xuantian Pavilion has no enmity with you. Why do you want to lower yourself and become an enemy of a junior?"
Qinglong looked at the mysterious man and said with confusion on his face.
"Why, it's all because Xiao Yu is too arrogant. I want him to know that there is heaven outside the world and there are people outside the world."
Because the mysterious man was wearing a mask, no one could see his facial expressions, but it could be heard from his words that he definitely had a personal grudge against Xiao Yu.
"To put it nicely, if Xiao Yu hadn't been crazy, he would have died countless times by now.
When he was in trouble, where was his senior?
Could it be that after practicing for so many years, senior just likes to bully the weak and fear the strong?"
Prince Shura was stalling for time while observing the Shura army and Zhehamen who were already fighting together over there.
The Oriha Clan is indeed the most powerful force in the Ghost Tower Secret Realm at the moment. They have signed a contract with the soul and can share the body and cultivation, so they have become murderous.
The hundreds of thousands of souls in the secret realm of the Ghost Tower were probably forcibly refined and absorbed by them, otherwise they wouldn't be so violent.
"I have been practicing for countless years, so I can't see a junior being so arrogant.
Since you two want to cause trouble for me, then show your true skills, otherwise this will be your burial place today."
The mysterious man didn't explain too much. He stretched out his hand and touched the green magic weapon in front of him, and countless branches suddenly flew out from the magic weapon.
Each of those branches was as thick as a thigh. After flying out, they turned into a huge vortex of vines, as if they were going to smash the two Qinglongs into pieces.
"Do it..."
Qinglong jumped up and flew high into the sky. At the same time, the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand began to tremble violently.
Streams of green light flew out from the Dragon-Slaying Sword, causing Qinglong's momentum to increase rapidly.
Then Qinglong raised the dragon-slaying sword high, and the color of the world changed for a moment. The originally dark sky quickly turned gloomy, and only the long sword emitting white light exuded a dazzling luster.
Seeing this scene, there were finally some waves on the face of the mysterious man behind the mask.
"This is the true power of the Dragon-Slaying Sword. I didn't expect you to hide your strength."
After the mysterious man finished speaking, the green vines in front of him rolled high in the sky, turned into a huge wooden dragon, and hit the green dragon.
Prince Shura held the bamboo flute in his hand, and his body was moving back and forth among the vines like a ghost. At the same time, the melodious sound of the flute began to come from the opponent's bamboo flute.
"Go to hell..."
At this moment, Qinglong's eyebrows stood up, his eyes were sharp, and he suddenly swung down the dragon-slaying sword in his hand.
A dragon roar flew out from the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and then a huge crack appeared in the sky.
Wherever the sword light passed, the wooden dragon that had just rushed towards him was split into two halves, and then the sword light continued to move forward.
Seeing the wooden dragon being split in half so easily, the mysterious man hurriedly stepped back, and then the other party waved and threw a tower-shaped magic weapon.
The small tower rotated and rotated high in the sky, blocking the mysterious man behind him.
The sword light came in an instant, and collided with the small tower without any accident. Only a bang was heard, and the small tower instantly lost its spirituality, and then fell downwards.
Looking at the mysterious man again, there was a half-foot-long wound on his chest, and blood was flowing out from it.
The mysterious man's face turned pale. He looked at his chest, and then let out a long breath.
"The dragon-slaying sword is indeed very powerful.
But I heard that the Dragon-Slaying Sword can only be used once in a month, right?
Let’s see what other methods you have this time.”
After the mysterious man finished speaking, the wooden dragons that flew out quickly twisted together, turned into green vines again, and flew directly back into the mysterious man's body.
As the vines flew back, the mysterious man's wounds quickly healed together at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From the space crack torn by the dragon-slaying sword, black wind blades flew out, like countless darts, all striking the mysterious old man, but the other party was not afraid.
For dozens of miles around, all the Zhehamen who were fighting began to run away for fear of being involved.
After Qinglong drew his sword, he quickly retreated and put some distance away from the mysterious man.
At this moment, a rapid flute sound sounded all around.
Prince Shura held a bamboo flute in his hand, and black shadows flew from behind him. They were zombies. They all had wrinkled skin and sharp nails.
The zombies are fearless. Wherever they pass, all the magical attacks released by the mysterious angel will be bounced back.
"The corpse control technique, although the ancient corpse is powerful, is nothing more than an embroidered pillow."