Near the Immortal Palace, many monks looked puzzled and looked at the black-clothed sword cultivators and the Immortal Kings in surprise, somewhat confused.
They didn't know the black-clothed sword cultivator, but since he came out of the Immortal Fate Hall, he must be less than a hundred years old and a young man.
What's so noteworthy about a young junior being surrounded by so many Immortal Kings?
"You...get out of the way, or you will die!"
Looking at the Immortal Kings blocking him in front of him, the sword cultivator in black finally spoke, his voice was light and his tone was quite impatient.
The surroundings fell into silence, and many monks were stunned and frightened by the words of the sword cultivator in black.
"This junior is so brave, he actually dares to talk to the Immortal King like this..." Someone took a breath, unbelievable.
More people are numb. The Immortal King is the top being in the Immortal Realm. His power is so terrifying. Even if he blocks you, even if you are asked to kneel down on the spot, you must kneel down immediately.
But this black-clothed swordsman didn't care about this at all, and even threatened the immortal kings with death!
What kind of death-seeking operation is this? How dare you speak rudely to the Immortal King?
Everyone looked at the black-clothed sword cultivator, their eyes full of pity, and shook their heads, as if they had imagined the other's tragic end.
boom!
Immortal light burst out, and a big hand suddenly descended from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and fell towards the black-clothed sword cultivator, unleashing the terrifying power of the Immortal King. All the way down, the surrounding space trembled violently, and dense cracks appeared.
Many monks looked pale, shocked by the sudden power of the Immortal King, and their whole bodies were cold.
However, the black-clothed sword cultivator's expression did not change. He glanced at the huge palm falling towards him, moved his lips slightly, and softly uttered one word: "Destroy!"
clang!
Its sound is like the sound of a yellow bell, full of majesty, and the majesty is mixed with a hint of destruction and destruction, rippling out.
The huge palm was hit by the sound wave and stopped unexpectedly. Then with a puff, it turned into countless infuriating energy and disappeared.
"What?!" Everyone around was extremely shocked. The terrifying Immortal King's attack was actually defused by the swordsman in black with just a few words?
Immediately, everyone's pupils shrank fiercely and they stared at the sword cultivator in black, as if they had discovered something incredible.
Just after the black-clothed swordsman launched the sonic attack, dense spatial cracks appeared around him.
The space in the Upper Immortal Realm is extremely strong. It can cause the space to collapse on a large scale and create countless cracks... only the Immortal King Weili can do it!
Is it possible that this sword cultivator in black is also an Immortal King?
A young Immortal King who is less than a hundred years old?!
Everyone was speculating and wondering.
"He is indeed a genius who has understood the concept of destruction. He is so powerful that he easily neutralized my attack."
A burly, rugged man clapped his hands and looked at the sword cultivator in black with a smile. However, the smile seemed a bit cold and not gentle.
The huge palm just now was caused by him.
Everyone's eyes narrowed and they recognized the rugged man. He was a master of palm skills among the Immortal Kings, and was known as the "Thousand Palms Immortal King".
"The artistic conception of destruction?!" The words of the Thousand Palms Immortal King shocked everyone again. This is a king-level artistic conception, which is enough to be juxtaposed with the terrifying artistic conceptions such as space and time!
The black-clad sword cultivator in front of me became an Immortal King before he was even a hundred years old, and he actually understood the artistic conception of destruction. What is his origin?!
Everyone was already a little confused. At the same time, they also realized the terrifying strength of the black-clothed sword cultivator. He... was really qualified to challenge the kings and immortal kings.
"You should be glad that I just spoke and didn't draw a sword. Otherwise, you would be a corpse now." The black-clothed sword cultivator and the Thousand Palms Immortal King looked at each other, their expressions still indifferent, with contempt in their indifference.
Being so humiliated, the Thousand Palms Immortal King did not show any anger. He just looked directly at the swordsman in black and said calmly: "Young man, you do have the arrogance. One-on-one, I am not your opponent."
With that palm strike just now, he had already tested the general strength of the black-clothed sword cultivator, surpassing the supreme immortal king, and it was really difficult for him to compete with him!
"But please note that sometimes, the enemy will not give you a chance to fight alone." Thousand Palms Immortal King smiled, his eyes cold.
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen Immortal Kings beside him suddenly erupted with terrifying auras, and the mighty power of a dozen Immortal Kings suddenly appeared, weaving into a large net, which actually covered the black-clothed sword cultivator and sealed off the surrounding space!
Many monks around them turned pale, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and backed away quickly under the pressure.
How terrifying is the power of the Immortal King? More than a dozen Immortal Kings took action together, even if it was not directed at them, it doubled the pressure on everyone, broke out in cold sweat, and was affected.
There are many buildings and palaces in Miaoxian City. Not far from Xianyuan Palace, there is a tall white tower.
The white tower is called Lingjue Tower and is the tallest building in Miaoxian City. You can easily view all the scenery in the city.
At this time, three figures stood on the top of Lingjue Tower. They were Mo Chuan and Xianyuan, as well as the frail young man who had been snatched away by the Xuan Qianjie Fenshen.
Everything that happened outside the Immortal Palace fell into the eyes of these three people.
Mo Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and while looking at the scene of the sword cultivator in black being blocked by the mighty power of more than a dozen immortal kings, he said: "So, what you mean is that this young master from the Five Elements Dao Realm has a guardian behind him.
Who? Also followed him into the water spirit fairy world?"
The three of them took the teleportation array and, under the leadership of Xian Yuan, arrived at the top of the tower not long ago.
Then the frail young man continued to report information about the sword cultivator in black to him, mentioning the protector behind him.
The frail young man nodded and said: "Reporting to the master, this is the information that has been detected by many clones before. It is absolutely true, and the strength of the protector should be above that of the Immortal King. Otherwise, he would not be qualified to become
Protector."
"Above the Immortal King?" Mo Chuan murmured to himself, "Is it the Immortal Lord, or the legendary Immortal Emperor? Or is it... the master who has transcended the end of the Immortal Path?"
There was no fear in his eyes, instead they were very bright, with a faint hint of fighting spirit.
Next to him, Xian Yuan broke out in a cold sweat, then breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Little doll, fortunately you have many clever ideas. You just suggested sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, so I didn't rush to jump out..."
A master above the Immortal King, no matter what the specific realm is, even an Immortal Lord, is not someone they can easily offend.
"You don't have to worry too much." The frail young man glanced at Xianyuan and continued: "After many clones' investigations, it seems that the protector is not beside the black-clothed sword cultivator now. As soon as the two of them entered the immortal world,
And they separated."
"So..." He looked at Mo Chuan and said respectfully: "My subordinates suggest that after the master takes down the black-clothed sword cultivator later, he can be used as a hostage and let the protector throw a rat weapon."