572, get the inheritance, the soul enters the golden fairyland
The light of the sword flashed and instantly reached the head of the Ye Ming Golden Immortal.
"boom--"
The space is shattered, inch by inch, the space is stacked, and then distorted.
Ye Ming Jinxian's complexion suddenly changed, and a piece of bronze copper ring in his hand turned into a blue dragon, which directly collided with the sword light.
The copper ring on the Demon Gathering Bell.
The pale yellow dragon collided with the long sword and instantly shattered.
The sword light continued to fall, and the stacked spaces were cut open.
This sword only spanned a few feet, but it had already traversed countless spaces and cut through thousands of miles of void.
This sword is exactly the opposite of the sword of the Golden Immortal Spirit Sword, but it has the same purpose.
The Spirit Sword Jinxian's sword was struck from thousands of miles away, while Han Muye's sword was struck from ten feet away.
Ye Ming Jinxian's face was ugly, staring at the sword light above his head, and his golden crown turned into a golden lotus.
The sword light that split the Canglong hit the golden lotus that was transformed into the golden crown of Ye Ming Jinxian. The layers of petals were filled with golden light and clashed with the long sword, finally breaking into pieces.
"Bang——"
The petals of the golden lotus turned into chaotic fragments, and the gray hair of the Night Ming Golden Fairy spread out.
The long sword's light continued unabated and was about to cut him in half.
Ye Ming Jinxian gritted his teeth and raised his hands.
In his palm, two golden dragon scales rotated, revealing a blazing light.
These two dragon scales seemed to have an extremely extraordinary origin. A pair of dragon claws emerged from the bloody light, holding the long sword against it.
The sword light and the blood light consumed each other.
"Bang——"
The dragon scales shattered, and the sword light hit Ye Ming Jinxian's chest and slowly disappeared.
Ye Ming Jinxian was knocked back thousands of feet by this sword, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out.
He raised his hand and waved, and the void surged behind him.
Summon the power of the cave world into the body to heal injuries.
"Space blockade?" His expression turned even uglier.
Ye Ming Jinxian, who originally wanted to use the power of his cave world to heal his wounds, suddenly found that his cave world could not attract him.
The space here is actually locked.
How strong must this power be that can seal the Golden Immortal Space?
Looking up at Han Muye, he lowered his voice: "Disciple of the Immortal Master? The Immortal Master arranged it."
The entire Dangshan Mountain was arranged by the Immortal Lord, specifically designed to intercept and kill the powerful men in the God Realm.
Here, all the power of space is isolated.
Even the powerful immortal kings of the gods cannot be attracted here.
Ye Ming Jinxian's face was solemn, and golden pills appeared around him.
He does not have the strength of the Immortal Lord, and his cave is even less likely to break through the blockade between heaven and earth.
At this time, the only way to leave Han Muye alive is to fight and kill him.
It's good that the world is isolated here, so even the Immortal Lord can't find out what's going on inside. This also allows him to use those methods that he can't use.
"Haha, cave heaven immortal, ant."
A pale dragon shadow appeared on the body of Ye Ming Jinxian with disheveled hair.
There are golden dragon horns growing on the top of his head, and his exposed palms are also covered with golden dragon scales.
The bloodline of the ancient blue dragon!
But this Canglong's bloodline is obviously countless times thicker than that of Tian Xuanwuhou.
True prehistoric bloodline!
Han Muye's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
This is to extract the blood of the ancient blue dragon and refine it into the body.
Ye Ming Jinxian killed an ancient blue dragon.
Such evil deeds should be punished!
The sword light gathered on Han Muye again.
This sword was more intense than the sword light just now.
"Roar--"
At night, the golden fairy swoops in.
Behind him, fairy light flashed, and fairy treasures mobilized the power of heaven and earth to surround Han Muye.
Even if this space is locked, the power of heaven and earth within thousands of miles is still there.
As a powerful Golden Immortal, Ye Ming Golden Immortal immediately controlled the power of heaven and earth.
Using the dignity of the Golden Immortal to kill a Cave Heaven Immortal and bring back the power of heaven and earth. These mental methods are like an eagle fighting a rabbit.
"when--"
The sword light gathered in Han Muye's hand collided with the Canglong Claw and then shattered.
Ye Ming Jinxian reached out and grabbed it, and the sword light came out again.
The sword light in front of Han Muye gathered for the third time.
This time, the sword light was brighter and colder than the previous two times.
"when--"
The shadow of Ye Ming Jinxian's blue dragon was beheaded, and the protruding dragon claw was also blocked by a sword.
The sword light shattered again.
With one strike, two sword lights were shattered. The strength of the Golden Immortal was indeed able to suppress Han Muye steadily.
But at this time, Ye Ming Jinxian's face became increasingly ugly.
With the power of the Golden Immortal, he could only barely suppress the Dongxu Celestial Immortal. Is there really such a Dongxu Celestial Immortal in the world?
Moreover, Han Muye's sword light is clearly getting stronger and stronger!
"Spiritual Sword Golden Immortal?" Ye Ming Jinxian looked at Han Muye's fourth sword light and whispered in surprise.
This sword light was so intense that it was impossible to look directly at it.
With such a sword, it can kill with one blow even if it turns into a void.
This is only the fourth time we have gathered together. What about the fifth, sixth, and seventh time?
Can't wait any longer!
Taking a deep breath, Ye Ming Jinxian raised his hand.
With energy and blood all over his body, he raised his hand to stop the floating fairy treasure behind him.
Every immortal treasure here can kill the Immortal of Transformation as long as it is used properly.
But Yeming Jinxian has so much in his hands, but he doesn't exert much fighting power.
Because he did not fully get the recognition of these treasures.
This is also the reason why he has been trying to find the Immortal Lord's legacy for so many years.
Only by obtaining the real Immortal Lord's legacy can we gain the Immortal Lord's approval and refine these Immortal Treasures.
Even if an immortal treasure could be completely refined, his combat power would be more than that.
"Buzz——"
Thirty-one immortal treasures and spiritual treasures vibrated, causing the paths in the void to shatter.
The power of these treasures seems to be breaking through even the space blockade here.
"Go to hell." Ye Ming Jinxian shouted, and the treasure locked onto Han Muye and smashed it down.
The power of thirty-one treasures was gathered to directly block all of Han Muye's escape routes.
Even a powerful Golden Immortal of the same level as Ye Ming Golden Immortal could not block this attack.
What's more, the space here is sealed, and without the blessing of the cave world, how can it be possible to block the attack of thirty-one treasures?
It was only then that Ye Ming Jinxian breathed a sigh of relief.
Today's battle can be said to be his most difficult and dangerous battle in tens of thousands of years.
Not only did he use all his methods, he was suppressed by a Cave Celestial Immortal, broke through his own defenses, and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, now that the opponent is locked with treasure, everything will be over after this blow.
Thinking of the real treasure that would be available soon, his heart became hot again.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking up at Han Muye, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
It's so peaceful.
At this time, Han Muye was not at all panicked.
Could it be that he doesn't have any other tricks up his sleeve?
This guy is just a Cave Immortal, almost like an Immortal Lord——
Immortal Lord!
Ye Ming Jinxian's eyes widened.
He saw Han Muye slowly raise his hand.
Thirty-one immortal treasures and spiritual treasures suddenly shook, and then stood still as if they had heard an order.
From the surging lava below, a huge cauldron rushed out.
A halberd glowing with dark blood flashed out of the lava and lay in front of Han Muye.
"If it weren't for the guidance of these treasures, it would not be easy for me to find the real remains." Han Muye finally spoke.
Thirty-one treasures were pulled, and the real treasure flew out directly.
The Yuanyuan Cauldron, which can smelt all things in the world, is the foundation of this Wanli Dang volcano.
The Heaven-Slaying Halberd, a treasure of the gods, obscured all explorations with its evil aura.
"Buzz——"
The void shook, and three sapphire-colored discs with a radius of a hundred feet rotated and emerged.
The Casting Plate was inspired by this treasure, and combined with other treasures, sealed the space.
From the beginning, this battle was not led by Han Muye, but by Immortal Cangyun who had planned it countless thousands of years ago.
Not to mention the one who took action was Ye Ming Jinxian, even a powerful man from the God Realm could only perish.
"Stab-"
The dark red halberd flashed and hit Ye Ming Jinxian's chest.
The blood light enveloped the Ye Ming Golden Immortal, as if a cocoon of blood was constantly trembling.
Han Muye stretched out his hand, and a streak of blood was drawn out from the halberd.
The blood threads intertwined and slowly condensed, turning into a golden drop of blood, with golden dragon shadows flying on the blood drop.
Canglong bloodline.
When the blood beads turned into the size of a fist, the blood cocoon in front of them exploded.
Ye Ming Jinxian, whose body was shriveled and only bones remained, slowly raised his head, glanced at Han Muye, and then looked at the treasures surrounding him.
"Haha, after all, everything is illusion..."
As the words fell, his body slowly dispersed.
A golden immortal who roamed the wasteland just fell into an unknown place in the Bitter Immortal Realm.
Han Muye watched his figure disappear, and the light in his eyes slowly converged.
In the world of spiritual practice, life and death are insignificant.
But how cruel it is to have a lifetime of practice disappear just like that.
However, over the past countless years, Ye Ming Jinxian has acted unscrupulously, causing countless unprovoked killings, extracting the power of Canglong's bloodline to refine his body, and today's ending seems to be destined.
cause and effect?
Stepping into the immortal realm can cut off the cause and effect, but now it seems that it is just the first level of cause and effect.
The longer you practice, the more causes and effects you will be entangled with, and you will eventually sink into them.
The avenue is like a chain, and heaven and earth are cages.
At this moment, Han Muye, surrounded by many treasures and activating the power of the Immortal Lord, had a realization that far exceeded the scope of his own practice.
Immortal Lord realizes!
This is the sentiment of a powerful cultivator who has reached the level of Daluo Jinxian and is only one step away from the highest immortal in the world.
"No wonder Immortal Lord Cangyun still listens to the Immortal Lord's teachings and asks for a misty future."
If you are in it, you have to do it.
Han Muye's silent fighting spirit shone through his body, like a sword soaring to the sky.
The sword light shines, causing all the treasures around him to tremble.
It turns out that neither the Golden Immortal nor the Immortal Lord is unattainable!
Like everyone else, they are trapped in the cage of heaven and earth and cannot escape!
At this moment, Han Muye's soul power continued to rise, far beyond his own cultivation level.
He originally used the golden ants to condense the power of his soul, and the power of his soul was much higher than his own level of cultivation.
At this time, he realized the Immortal Lord's state of mind, and his soul power instantly entered a mysterious realm.
Immortal, perfect!
This is the power of the soul that touches the golden immortal realm.
The treasures around him emitted a faint auspicious light, reflecting Han Muye's spirit.
The golden soul light intertwined, and Han Muye's entire body was absorbed in it, as if it was constantly sublimating.
Indeed, Han Muye's soul power has never improved as rapidly as it does today since he arrived in the Rain-Wending Immortal Realm.
In his mind, within the divine treasure, a mysterious voice sounded like a whisper.
Standing with his eyes closed, Han Muye's body was surrounded by precious light, constantly blending together.
Preach.
Teaching.
Solve doubts.
With the help of these treasures, Cangyun Immortal Lord, who was also a disciple of the Immortal Lord, passed on his spiritual path to Han Muye.
He had practiced cultivation for tens of millions of years, and all the knowledge he had seen and learned throughout his life was given to Han Muye without reservation.
When Han Muye opened his eyes, the precious light around him had disappeared.
All the treasures sank into the sea of Qi in his Dantian, slowly warming them up.
The lava below is slowly receding, and the surrounding clouds between the sky and the earth are also slowly dissipating.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Han Muye bowed towards the empty world and spoke softly.
Only if there are countless cultivators like Cangyun Immortal Lord in the world can the practice of cultivation in the world never cease.
The weak in the world can defy heaven and reach the sky, just because of these inheritances.
Since we were born into this world, why can't we set foot on the sky?
Since he has come to this world of cultivation, why can't he, Han Muye, also be allowed to step onto the top of the world and take a look at the scenery?
The aura all over his body turned light, and all the blood-evil aura accumulated in Han Muye's body was dissipated.
What you seek is the great road of heaven and earth, and you seek to see the scenery of the world, not to fight harshly with others.
Cultivation is not just about killing, but also about staying upright.
From coming to the Rain-covering Immortal Realm, the fighting along the way, and the killing power accumulated along the way, all fell into the killing sword in my mind.
The killing sword vibrated and roared, the sword light converged, turning into a green and black sword, simple and unpretentious.
Treasures hide themselves.
As soon as he displayed his robe, Han Muye's figure moved, and the sword light shot straight into the sky.
Now that it’s over, it’s time to go to Fenghou Ridge in Qiling Prefecture.
——————
The strong wind was blowing wantonly, and the howling sound was harsh between heaven and earth.
Between the ups and downs of the mountains, there are sudden rocks, like broken swords thrust across.
This is Fenghou Ridge.
"boom--"
There was an explosion and a golden sword light shone.
Then the lavender thunder light intersected, collided with the sword light, and shattered the sword light.
"Sister, let's go quickly!"
With a loud shout, Qin Zhaoyuan, who was covered in purple lightning, punched down and knocked back the black-armored, leopard-headed man standing in front of him thousands of feet away.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Behind him, dozens of figures rushed out, protecting one of them, a thirty-year-old female cultivator who was covered in blood and looked pale.
It is said that the people in Jing Lei Thief were all orphans. They were raised by an old man named Qin. Later, the old man passed away and his only daughter Qin Ziyue took on the responsibility of raising the orphans.
Qin Ziyue was also respected as the eldest sister by the group of thunder thieves.
At this time, Qin Zhaoyuan tried his best to rescue Qin Ziyue who was imprisoned in Fenghou Ridge.
With the help of Zhulong Trading Company, they managed to get rid of the guards and rescued Qin Ziyue, whose cultivation was imprisoned. However, they were intercepted halfway away.
Fenghou Ridge is the foundation of Xiangtian Fairy Demon King. It is really difficult to save people in a place like this.
The army intercepted them, and if it hadn't been for Xiang Tianxian Demon King taking the strong ones away, they would have been captured by now.
Qin Zhaoyuan's fighting power was tyrannical, but it was not to the point where he could break through the army.
"boom--"
Qin Zhaoyuan punched out again, and the phantom of the roaring purple lion appeared. Three magnificent light shadows descended from the front, shattering the shadow of the fist, and then turned into a network of light to trap the mad lion.
"Dismissal!" A cold and stern voice sounded.
"Bang——"
The golden light net directly crushed the mad lion figure into pieces.
Qin Zhaoyuan's face turned pale and he staggered back a few steps.
"Purple Lightning Skynet!"
There was surprise on his face as he looked at the three falling figures.
The three immortal cultivators, wearing leather armor and holding pale golden spears in their hands, looked solemn and stood calmly.
"Qin Ziyue, you can't escape." The leader's eyes fell on Qin Ziyue who was being supported, with a cold look in his eyes.
Qin Ziyue looked up, with a hint of disdain on her pale face.
"Zidian, Thunder, Gale, my Thunder is as famous as your Zidian, it's really a shame."
With a sneer, Qin Ziyue shouted: "What Zongheng in the Bitter Immortal Realm is just a lackey of Xiangtian."
"It's better to train the disciples and give them to Xiangtian's dog."
Her words caused anger to appear on the faces of the Thunder Thieves around her.
Whether it is a strong wind or a thunderous thunder, although there are forces behind it, it is not at the mercy of others.
Originally, Zidian was the same, unique and was regarded as a model of resistance to oppression in the Bitter Immortal Realm.
But when the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King swept across the Bitter Immortal Realm, the creatures in the Bitter Immortal Realm discovered that the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King actually had the shadow of the Purple Lightning Thief under his command.
These purple lightning thieves, who are armed with purple war guns, are fast and powerful, explore the way and patrol for the army of Xiangtian Fairy Demon King, and they do their best.
This kind of performance caused an uproar in the entire Bitter Immortal Realm.
"Stooge?" The leader of the powerful Purple Lightning Thief shook his head and said calmly: "Ignorant ants, how do you know how noble I am, the Purple Lightning Guard."
"Huh, of course it's impossible for these crawlers from the lower world -" The purple lightning thief beside him stopped mid-sentence.
"kill."
Without hesitation, three purple electric lights flashed and hit Qin Zhaoyuan.
"Six masters, be careful."
Du Qiang, who was standing at the back, shouted lowly and flashed beside Qin Zhaoyuan, waving a golden folding fan in his hand.
The folding fan and Qin Zhaoyuan's fist collided with the three electric lights.
Du Qiang was knocked away, while Qin Zhaoyuan's body was locked by three electric lights.
"The scattered ancient bloodline is of little use. Let's collect it first." The purple lightning thief in the lead shouted lowly, and the spear in his hand triggered a dark golden electric light, which fell towards Qin Zhaoyuan.
Behind Qin Zhaoyuan, a group of thunder thieves and guards from Zhulong Trading Company shouted and stepped forward, but were blocked by a flash of lightning.
Ahead, dozens of masters of purple lightning thieves, also wearing leather armor and holding purple battle guns, appeared.
"Hurry up and protect my eldest sister and get out of here!" Qin Zhaoyuan gritted his teeth as lightning surged from his body and turned into a thunder ball.
This is a reversal of the power of his bloodline.
The power of the purple electric lion's bloodline is like this. When it becomes violent, it can gather ten times and dozens of times of power, making it extremely brave.
But after the battle, all his strength dissipated and his muscles and bones were shattered.
In Thunder Thief, several strong men fell like this.
Thunderous courage lies in fighting without fear of life or death.
"Xiao Liu..." Tears welled up in Qin Ziyue's eyes, but she was powerless to stop them.
The power in her body was locked, and even the cave was broken. If her blood hadn't been of some use, she might have been killed.
The ball of light on Qin Zhaoyuan's body was so intense that it eventually enveloped his body and transformed into a ten-foot-tall purple lion.
The mad lion roared, and its anger condensed into thousands of thunderballs.
In front, both the masters of the Purple Lightning Thieves and the generals under the Soaring Sky Immortal Demon King had to retreat.
"Reverse the bloodline and turn into a great monster. Instead of being a good person, you become a beast."
"Huh, stubborn and stubborn."
A voice sounded, and a middle-aged monk wearing purple robes and flashing golden fairy light fell down.
Behind him, thirteen purple war guns were suspended.
"It's you!" Qin Ziyue whispered when she saw the flying figure.
"Yunlan Daozong Baiyunzi, are you the Purple Lightning King?"
The elite of the Yunlan Taoist Sect is said to be the first among the younger generation to reach the level of the Golden Immortal.
Such a character turned out to be the most mysterious Purple Lightning King among the Purple Lightning Thieves!
Today, with the arrival of Bai Yunzi, is the affair between the Taoist sect and the Xiangtian Fairy Demon King no longer concealed?
"Wanchong City has been captured, and 70% of the Bitter Immortal Domain has been controlled by Xiangtian Fairy Demon King. Do you think there is still a chance to leave?"
Bai Yunzi's eyes fell on the purple lion transformed by Qin Zhaoyuan, and his eyes shone with light.
"A mad lion is best suited to look after a home and a courtyard. I still need a guardian beast in this cave. Come with me and save your life."
Turning to look at Qin Ziyue, Bai Yunzi said calmly: "If the Immortal Demon King doesn't need the power of your blood, I can take you away when I arrive."
"Roar--"
Qin Zhaoyuan, who transformed into a purple mad lion, flew up, and the purple thunderballs around him hit Bai Yunzi.
The violence of these thunders turned the surrounding void world into nothingness.
In the sky, Qin Zhaoyuan's cave world appeared, and the overflowing thunder and purple thunder balls merged and smashed towards the white clouds and purple.
This blow would be impossible for those in the Immortal Realm without the power to transform into void.
"Hmph, it's just the power of ants." Seeing the lightning scattered, Bai Yunzi snorted coldly, raised his hand, and thirteen purple spears flew out directly.
The lightning carried on the spear collided with the thunderball.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Those thunderballs directly eliminate the invisible.
Crush!
The thunder light gathered by the bloodline of the ancient lion was completely suppressed and absorbed in front of this purple spear.
"When Xiao Liu came back, he used the Taoist thunder and fire technique to condense the heaven and earth cloud thunder. The power of your bloodline is weak and cannot stop it."
Qin Ziyue shouted, purple golden light flashing in his eyes.
She took one step forward, and a thunderous light surged from her body.
The lightning turned into a big hand, grabbed Qin Zhaoyuan's body, and pressed it gently.
Qin Zhaoyuan transformed into a human form again, with a look of grief on his face.
"Sister!" He whispered through gritted teeth.
"Xiao Liu, I'll leave the thunder to you from now on." Qin Ziyue whispered, and the thunder light on his body turned into blazing fire.
The silhouette of a thousand-foot-long purple lion appeared, and then disappeared.
When she reappeared, she had transformed into a purple ancient lion beast, the Sky-Swallowing Thunder Lion.
This is a powerful bloodline that ranks first in combat power in all prehistoric times. It is the ancestor of the purple electric lion, possessing a powerful body and the power to control thunder.
"Haha, this is what the Demon King needs." Bai Yunzi laughed, with a proud look on his face.
"General Akabane, the bloodline of the Sky-Swallowing Thunder Lion has been activated, and the rest will be left to you." Golden lightning shone on Bai Yunzi's body.
On Fenghou Ridge, a cloud of fire descended.
A bird-headed warrior wearing a red shirt turned the two swords in his hands into chains and wrapped them towards the Thunder Lion.
"Take the others away, as the Demon King promised." The bird-headed warrior shouted, and the sky-swallowing thunder lion was locked with a ten thousand-foot chain.
"Red Feather Demon King, now, all the big demon kings have surrendered..." Du Qiang looked at the general who locked the Thunder Lion with one blow, and murmured, his face turning pale.
The great demon king is at least at the peak of virtual transformation.
Will such a strong person surrender?
"Haha, you're welcome. My Dujin Valley is short of mining guys right now." Bai Yunzi laughed and raised his hand.
Purple spears fell downwards one after another, triggering purple lightning and turning into a golden net.
Regardless of whether it was Jing Lei Pirates or Du Qiang, the strong men of Dragon Building Trading Company, their bodies were locked by the electric light.
The electric light intertwined, pulling everyone away and flying towards the sky.
At this moment, a voice came.
"You can take away the people from Zhulong Trading Company if you want?"
A dragon claw shot down, shattering the lightning.
"Canglang——"
On the other side, a sword light pierced the sky and beheaded the Akabane Demon King.
