The pain in his arm was still there, and Yang Ning was very surprised at the speed of the knife light. It was clearly in front of him one moment, but it suddenly passed through his body the next second. Is this fast? No, no, this is
The colorful formation distorts the line of sight with the light generated by the seven-color spiritual energy. It is located in the formation.
The people inside may see that the sword light is far away from them and the speed is very slow, but only by standing outside will they realize how amazing and how fast the sword light born from this formation is, without any sluggishness at all, or even
In terms of speed, it has reached a level that cannot be matched even by those in the Fate-Knowing Realm.
"The light in this formation is distorted, and the field of vision is the most deadly link. The Qi practitioner is trapped in it. Unless he closes his eyes and uses his spiritual thoughts to control the situation, there is only a dead end. Yang Ning cannot use his spiritual thoughts.
, and cannot use his hot weapons. We must seize the opportunity this time, and the next blow will kill him!"
Another blade of light burst out. In Yang Ning's sight, this blade of light was heading towards his knees, but outside, this blade of light was heading straight towards his neck, and it was not a blade of light either.
, but there were eight sword rays, one in front, and the remaining seven hidden in the back, and their target was clearly Yang Ning's neck.
Obviously, these seven people saw that the first ray of sword light could only cut open Yang Ning's skin and could not cause him much damage, so they summoned eight rays of sword light in a row to chop off Yang Ning's head at once.
, to avoid future troubles forever.
On the colorful holy mountain, Elder Qiu stood behind a young man with a respectful expression. He looked at the scene that happened on the Second Spiritual Peak and frowned: "Master, although the rules of the Fairyland are different from those of the Hengyuan Realm.
, but his spiritual thoughts can still be deployed. Yang Ning is in such a situation right now. If he does not deploy his spiritual thoughts, he is afraid that his head will be separated. He has shown such power, which is enough to show the strength of his leader. Otherwise, let the children
Stop it."
Bai Sheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Elder Qiu, put your heart back in your stomach. Yang Ning can't even see through me. How can he die so easily? Just watch, the fun is yet to come..."
With a scoff, eight blades of light flashed across Yang Ning's neck. The young man's head rolled down from Yang Ning's neck like a rubber ball. Elder Qiu's eyes widened. Bai Sheng also showed an incredible expression, and in Colorful
At the formation, Ling Yun, Su Yucheng, Chi Xiao, Jin Xiang and others were excited when they saw this. When he breathed a long sigh of relief, Ling Yun solemnly said: "Continue to mobilize the formation and crush Yang Ning's body."
Everyone was in awe, so they mobilized the formation to dismember Yang Ning's body into pieces. Because Yang Ning's body was extremely strong, this dismemberment work was very tiring for everyone. Then, they mobilized the formation to light up seven-color fire, and
With the seven-color spiritual energy as the source, the fire burned for three days and three nights, and finally Yang Ning's body was completely burned to ashes.
At this point, Yang Ning's entry into the Qicai Dao Sect as a guest elder finally came to an end. Seeing Yang Ning's death, the head of the Qicai Dao Sect appointed Ling Yun to lead the Qi practitioners of the Qicai Dao Sect to participate in the Ten Thousand Spirits Ascension Conference and enter the fairy world.
Looking for opportunities in the land, and Ling Yun
He also lived up to expectations. Although his overall strength was not as good as other immortal sects and magic sects, he still won countless immortal fates. Therefore, he was nominated on the merit list and won two immortal promotion places for the Colorful Dao Sect. He himself occupied one
, and the other was given to Chi Xiao.
Ling Yun gave up his identity as a Qi practitioner and became an immortal cultivator. As a result, he lived a long life. Not to mention the same lifespan as heaven and earth, he already had a lifespan of more than a thousand years in the Xingxuan realm, three thousand years in the knowing destiny realm, and three thousand years in the Taoist realm.
After reaching the eight thousand years, the immortal state has soared to thirty thousand years, becoming a veritable immortal.
However, after he achieved the Immortal Realm, due to the incompatibility between immortal cultivators and the rules of the Hengyuan Realm, and the fact that today's era is no longer the Immortal Era, there are not enough cultivation resources. Even if the Immortal Land is opened every five hundred years, it can bring him every time.
He came back with a lot of good fortune, but these good fortunes were barely enough to maintain his normal state. It was simply impossible to improve just by relying on these good fortunes.
He then found a way to leave the Hengyuan world and go to other worlds to find immortality. Tens of thousands of years passed by, and Ling Yun's cultivation level gradually increased, finally reaching the Dao Fruit stage, and his longevity was also improved again, but
After this promotion, what he faces is the huge hurdle of becoming an immortal. If he becomes an immortal, he will live as long as heaven. If not, he will turn into a cup of loess after a hundred thousand years. Dust will return to dust, and soil will return to earth.
He worked hard for a hundred thousand years, but the rules of heaven and earth were different. The era of immortality was in the past, and he could not become an immortal. In the end, he returned to the Colorful Dao Sect in the Hengyuan Realm to guard this immortal gate and make it glow with unparalleled vitality.
Become a unique figure in the Hengyuan world.
Finally, his life span was exhausted. Looking back on the past, Ling Yun couldn't help but think of the turning point in his life. He sighed: "If Yang Ning hadn't almost slaughtered the younger generation of the Colorful Dao Sect back then, I wouldn't have been able to kill myself and enter the immortal realm.
How could the Spiritual Land have such achievements today? Speaking of which, I would like to thank Yang Ning."
He chuckled and slowly closed his eyes. Surrounding him were his wife, children, and the elders and disciples of the Qicai Dao Sect. Seeing the death of their ancestor, the Qicai Dao Sect was filled with sadness. However, at this moment, Ling Yun suddenly
Opening his eyes, a strong fear burst out in his eyes: "No, this feeling, this feeling... If I hadn't killed Yang Ning, none of this would be like this!"
The world in front of him suddenly began to distort. Ling Yun shouted, and the terrifying power erupted with the wave of his sleeve, tearing everything in front of him to pieces. His wife, children, apprentices, and the elders of the Colorful Dao Sect were all affected by his sleeve.
His position was swept to pieces, and the world in front of him was also shattered by this power. Thousands of pieces of space like broken mirrors passed by him, and Ling Yun's eyesight went dark.
Boom!
The raging fire wrapped around the sycamore tree, and the golden-red brilliance was gorgeous and charming. Yang Ning stepped forward and walked out of the colorful array lightly. Ling Yun and others who trapped him in the array now had empty and dull eyes. They allowed Yang Ning to
Ning walked past them without any obstruction.
Yang Ning came to the sycamore tree that Jin Hongjian had transformed into, and reached out to take it. The outer layer of the sycamore tree suddenly burst out with power, hitting Yang Ning's palm. Yang Ning retracted his hand, only to see that his palm was already burnt black.