In front of the Moon Sea Immortal Lord, Xiang Lingshuang's double swords fell.
The power on these two swords is as powerful as the heaven and earth collapsing, carrying the evil aura of the wind.
The surrounding world is filled with the sound of howling wind.
"Humph!" Although Immortal Lord Yuehai was also surprised, he could not retreat at this time.
Countless comrades from the fourth floor of Wanhua City are in front, and countless spiritual thoughts are paying attention to this place. If he retreats, Zhenyang Tower's face will be torn off. At that time, I am afraid that countless forces on the fourth floor will reveal their power to Zhenyang Tower.
tooth.
Raising his hand, Du Yiran saw golden talismans appearing in front of him.
Every talisman appears, bringing out a golden stream of light.
The stream of light shone and instantly turned into a golden light curtain.
"Worldly talismans, from spiritual talismans to immortal talismans to divine talismans, each one can mobilize the power of the world." In the distance, an old man wearing black Taoist uniforms had a flash of inspiration in his eyes.
"Immortal Lord Yuehai's way of talismans has reached the peak of immortal talismans. This rune has the tendency to be transformed into a divine talisman."
"Magic rune?" Another middle-aged immortal cultivator with a trace of qi and blood power surging in his body narrowed his eyes and stared at the golden halo on the rune. "So, he has transformed his immortal cultivation into
Are you practicing Dharma for the gods?"
"Haha, the end of the immortal path is the Zhoutian Divine Realm after all. If you want to enter the divine realm, it is not surprising to switch to the spiritual practice method of the gods." The old man in black robe shook his head with a calm expression.
"boom--"
The two swords collided with the talisman. The talisman vibrated but did not break.
The long sword was retracted, and Xiang Lingshuang landed in front of Huang Zhihu.
Chen Chi, Du Yiran, and Cao Jianqiu, who had fled back, stood together.
The three Immortal Lords faced off against the two junior disciples, but they didn't have the slightest advantage in terms of momentum.
This scene made countless people around them speechless.
It’s true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!
"I heard that you are coming to destroy our Zhenyang Tower," Du Yiran held the talisman in his palm, his eyes fell on the alchemy cauldron in Huang Zhihu's hand, and sneered, "That's it, I'm afraid it's not enough."
So what if it is a treasure, it all depends on who is holding it.
Even if a junior who has not yet entered the Golden Immortal Realm is in charge of the treasure, he will not be able to exert its power.
Everyone around was also looking at the alchemy cauldron in Huang Zhihu's hand.
Not to mention Huang Zhihu, even a powerful Immortal Lord may not be able to fully utilize the full power of this treasure.
"Since Aunt Wan asked me to destroy Zhenyang Tower, then I must destroy it." Huang Zhihu shouted loudly, raised his hand, and the Huayuan Cauldron he held in his palm floated up.
"Buzz——"
The Huayuan Cauldron vibrated, causing the heaven and earth to surge with fairy light. The Alchemy Cauldron flew into the void and turned into a huge cauldron.
On top of the big cauldron, there is also a green tree that stretches up to the sky.
The branches swayed, and the entire Wanhua City began to shake.
"This is the origin, no, this is the rule!"
Some people shouted in panic.
rule!
The power to follow the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.
That is the power that the Immortal Lord pursues. It is the final end of worldly power and the source of worldly power.
Rules are more important than the original power.
Only by experiencing the origin of calamity can we have the opportunity to sublimate it into rules.
Every immortal is trying hard to pursue his own rules to deal with calamities.
Only rules can withstand calamity.
In the sky, the branches above the ten thousand-foot cauldron swayed, and the whole world began to sway. The four-story Wanhua City seemed to collapse, and the surrounding buildings slowly decomposed.
Before the cauldron, whether it was Du Yiran or Chen Chi, even if they were powerful Immortal Lords, they were like a sapling in the wind and rain, constantly shaking and unable to stand on their feet.
"Rules, how can they be rules?" In the distance, on the top of the Zhenyang Tower, which was also swaying, the Zhenyang Immortal Lord showed surprise on his face.
"Is there a powerful Immortal Master behind them?"
Suppressing the panic in his heart, Immortal Lord Zhenyang's eyes flashed with a spark of light.
Understood!
No wonder Wu Twelve asked himself to test it. There might really be an immortal behind the other party!
Lead out this Immortal Lord, and then test whether the Immortal Lord Chen Yuan really will not return.
If Immortal Master Chen Yuan never returns to Wanhua City, then he can report to the God Realm and take away the treasure suppressed on the fifth floor of Wanhua City.
Narrowing his eyes, Immortal Lord Zhenyang gave a long laugh and flew up.
His body turned into the shadow of a sky-swallowing serpent and crashed towards the alchemy cauldron in the void.
"boom--"
The phantom of the big snake collided with the alchemy cauldron. The alchemy cauldron retreated thousands of miles, and the phantom of the huge tree on top of it shook.
The illusory snake also seems to be about to escape.
This blow hurt both sides.
An immortal king who has been in the world for countless thousands of years did not take advantage of his descendants at all.
"So strong!"
"The power of the rules in this alchemy cauldron is probably unimaginable."
There was a sound of exclamation all around.
Not far away, Gao Duanyue in black robe appeared, his eyes fixed on the Huayuan Cauldron, his face full of greed.
If this treasure is in his hands, even Zhu San can fight!
Lowering his head, he happened to see Immortal Lord Zhenyang looking at him as well.
Seeing Gao Duanyue, Immortal Lord Zhenyang smiled softly and whispered a few words.
Gao Duanyue narrowed her eyes and nodded.
He raised his hand and waved, and an invisible force of heaven and earth fell on the giant snake above Zhenyang Immortal Lord and enveloped it.
"Roar--"
On the top of the giant snake's head, a golden divine light condensed and turned into a golden hammer.
This golden hammer carries divine power, and the divine light that is constantly intertwined shows the rich halo on it.
The golden sledgehammer was blessed by the power of heaven and earth and solidified instantly.
"The blessing of the power of heaven and earth, this is -" someone whispered and stopped talking.
"Haha, Wanhua City has chosen to help Immortal Lord Zhenyang." Someone looked at the golden sledgehammer and said lightly.
There are countless strong people everywhere, and no one is a fool.
There are no rules on the fourth floor, but the disciples of Immortal Master Chen Yuan of Wanhua City, who are both the judge and the strongest force among them, don’t have rules?
Once a disciple of Immortal Lord chooses to take sides, the outcome is basically doomed.
"I thought I could see a big show, but it's a pity." The energy and blood surging in the body of a powerful Immortal Lord slowly converged, and he slowly backed away.
Many people made the same choice as him.
Since the immortal disciple who controls the power of heaven and earth in Wanhua City has chosen to end, there is no suspense in this battle.
"Roar--"
Above the head of Zhenyang Immortal Lord, the golden sledgehammer intertwined with golden light, and the divine patterns flashed, and with heaven-shattering power, it hit the alchemy cauldron above Huang Zhihu's head again.
Huang Zhihu looked solemn, took a deep breath, and all the immortal energy in his body burst out, causing the immortal light in the alchemy cauldron to flash.
"call--"
The branches on the alchemy tripod lifted up and collided with the sledgehammer.
The alchemy cauldron shook and retreated uncontrollably.
Xiang Lingshuang, who was standing behind the alchemy cauldron, was shocked and retreated unconsciously.
This is the impact of power. Alchemy has already absorbed most of the power. Otherwise, he will retreat further.
Huang Zhihu turned pale.
Although she was not the controller of the Huayuan Cauldron, she was still affected by the escaping power.
"ha--"
The giant snake transformed by Zhenyang Immortal Lord opened its mouth, raised its head to the sky and hissed. The harsh sound made all the surrounding immortal cultivators quickly back away.
This is the incarnation of the soul of a powerful Immortal Lord, and it is one of his strongest combat powers.
If you don't have Da Luo realm combat power, it's best not to get close, otherwise, your death will be in vain.
"Buzz——"
The golden hammer on the head of Zhenyang Immortal Lord spun and flew again.
If the giant hammer were to fall, even if the Huayuan Cauldron could block it, Huang Zhihu would not be able to block it.
"Miss Zhihu, you go first." Xiang Lingshuang took a deep breath and raised her swords.
If he had complete control over the Tianhuang War Puppet, he would have the confidence to fight against Immortal Lord Zhenyang.
But now he is still far behind.
Huang Zhihu shook his head and held the sword in his hand.
She won't leave.
My adoptive father once said that as a swordsman, you should never flinch when you have a sword in your hand.
"Haha, a senior cultivator, a powerful Immortal Lord, is actually having trouble with several juniors."
"Zhenyang Tower is ridiculous."
At this moment, a voice sounded in the void.
Yang Dingtian, wearing a golden robe, appeared in front of the Huayuan Cauldron.
In his hand, a golden long sword shone with golden light. The sword light was brighter than the golden hammer on the head of Zhenyang Immortal Lord.
"You are all sword cultivators. You are able to not retreat in front of the powerful Immortal Lord. You have a good character."
Yang Dingtian's eyes fell on Xiang Lingshuang and Huang Zhihu, and he spoke softly.
After speaking, he pointed the long sword in his hand forward: "My swordsmanship is different from your inheritance, you can learn from it."
"Buzz——"
On the long sword, the fairy light shines, and the sword light pierces out.
This is sword cultivation!
It’s so simple!
I'm here just to take action, no nonsense!
"Stab-"
The light of the long sword shines on the golden sledgehammer.
"Ding--"
The sound of the impact was not loud.
A golden silk thread extends from in front of Yang Dingtian to the top of Zhenyang Immortal Lord's head.
This is the mark left by that sword.
"Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Red Flame Sword Sect, is known as the strongest swordsman in all realms. It turns out you are nothing more than that." Zhenyang Immortal Lord smiled.
Yang Dingtian came to Wanhua City with great momentum and flourished on the fourth floor of Wanhua City. There have been rumors in Wanhua City that he may rise.
The major forces from all sides are also paying attention to Yang Dingtian. Even the powerful Immortal Lord, no one is willing to be the first to confront Yang Dingtian.
At this time, Yang Dingtian struck, allowing Zhenyang Immortal Lord to feel the reality of Yang Dingtian.
Sword cultivator, so what?
That's all!
"Yang Dingtian's combat power is not as good as Zhenyang Immortal Lord?" someone asked in confusion.
Although Immortal Lord Zhenyang has a good reputation in Wanhua City, he actually has no sense of existence in Wanjie.
Among the countless realms in the world, among the powerful immortal kings, Yang Dingtian can leave a name, which shows that his combat power is extremely strong.
But looking at it now, Yang Dingtian also has a false reputation?
"Don't forget, Immortal Lord Zhenyang is blessed by the power of heaven and earth in Wanhua City. Wanhua City was arranged by the Immortal Lord. It has been in Tianyuan for countless years, and its power is unimaginable." Someone said their guess.
Yang Dingtian can't defeat Immortal Lord Zhenyang either, or he can't defeat the power of heaven and earth in Wanhua City.
"Did you understand the sword strike just now?" At this moment, Yang Dingtian suddenly spoke.
Do you understand?
What do you understand?
Everyone around was stunned for a moment.
A sneer flashed across the face of Zhenyang Immortal Lord opposite.
Pretend to be a ghost.
"I don't quite understand, but it seems that Senior Brother Han has shown this method before."
Xiang Lingshuang whispered, then turned to look at Huang Zhihu.
"Miss Zhihu, my senior brothers say that your swordsmanship is super talented. You must be able to understand this sword, right?"
Xiang Lingshuang was now thousands of feet tall and his voice was like thunder. When he said this, everyone looked at Huang Zhihu.
Yang Dingtian also turned his head slightly.
He had seen Huang Zhihu's swordsmanship before.
I have a deep memory of the spirituality in Huang Zhihu’s swordsmanship.
He also wanted to know how far Huang Zhihu could see.
"With point Arrancar, the way of the sword is the way to kill."
"When a sword is unsheathed, it is the difference between life and death."
"Now that the sword is out, let him fly for a while."
Every time Huang Zhihu said something, the expression on Yang Dingtian's face changed.
When Huang Zhihu finished speaking, Yang Dingtian burst into laughter.
"As expected, he is the proud disciple of Yunlan Sword Immortal. This talent in swordsmanship has made me excited!"
"When your adoptive father comes back, how about I ask you to come and practice under me for ten thousand years?"
As soon as the words fell, a roaring and exploding sound resounded between heaven and earth.
In an instant, the sky was filled with sword light!
Endless sword light came from outside the heaven and earth, smashing the whole world into pieces, and then like endless meteors, enveloped the giant snake transformed by Zhenyang Immortal Lord and the golden hammer above its head.
Endless sword light comes from outside the sky!
After staying in Wanhua City for a long time, I only see Wanhua City, but I completely forget that Wanhua City is just a city in the abyss of heaven.
Wanhua City is nothing outside Tianyuan.
The golden sword light gathered together and formed a golden giant sword.
"I use the Tianyang Sword as a guide to warm up the power of the blazing sun for thousands of years."
"My sword light will go against the trend in the dead land, and its power will increase tenfold."
"Unless you, Immortal Lord Zhenyang, are ten times as powerful as me, you will die today."
A strong Immortal Lord must die!
Kill the Immortal Lord with one sword!
Among people of the same level, one sword is invincible.
How many people in the world have such methods?
The immortal cultivators around them all widened their eyes and stared at the slowly disappearing sword light.
The sword light dissipated, and Zhenyang Immortal Lord was nowhere to be seen.
Fall!
Zhenyang Immortal Lord, the four-story Zhenyang Tower in Wanhua City, what a powerful force this is, but it can't beat a sword!
Yang Dingtian, the strongest among all realms, the master of swordsmanship, this is the real strong man!
Many people quietly turned their heads and looked at Du Yiran and others with gloomy expressions in the distance.
There is no Zhenyang Immortal Lord in Zhenyang Tower. Even if there are still three Immortal Lords, there is no possibility of its existence.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! With his hands behind his back, Yang Dingtian raised his head and looked at Gao Duanyue not far ahead.
"My disciples, the Immortal Lord, dare not face him directly. It's really ridiculous."
Gao Duanyue's expression changed, and he wanted to fly forward, but suddenly stopped.
His eyes flashed with murderous intent as he stared at Yang Dingtian: "Are you here for me today?"
Yang Dingtian's combat power is much higher than that of Zhenyang Immortal Lord. He doesn't take action sooner or later, but Gao Duanyue is not stupid to take action at this time.
His thoughts widened and his eyes widened.
"You, and them!"
Why am I the only one here today?
Why did Third Senior Brother only arrange to come by himself?
conspiracy!
He flew up, a golden battle armor appeared on his body, and a golden sword in his hand revealed the power of shattering the void, and struck down with one strike.
In front of him, a golden door of light appeared. He took a step forward and his figure crashed into the door.
Escaped!
A powerful Immortal Lord, a powerful man in charge of the power of Wanhua City, escaped without even making a single move, without even losing face!
How can this be?
That is the disciple of Immortal Lord, the person in charge of the authority of Wanhua City!
Yang Dingtian laughed loudly, thrust out the long sword in his hand, and caused the golden torrent to crash into the light door that was about to close.
"Girl, I leave the matters here to you."
As soon as the voice fell, he rushed directly into the light door.
Seeing Yang Dingtian rushing into the light gate, Huang Zhihu turned his eyes forward.
In front, Du Yiran, Cao Jianqiu and others looked pale.
Around him, countless immortal cultivators turned their eyes.
Zhenyang Tower.
Zhenyang Tower without Zhenyang Immortal Lord!
"boom--"
On the Huayuan Cauldron, a celestial light struck down.
At this moment, countless fairy lights around him rushed towards Zhenyang Tower.
The wall fell and everyone pushed it!
There is no need for Huang Zhihu to take action, this Zhenyang Tower will be destroyed today!
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"Buzz——"
In the void outside Wanhua City, a golden light flashed.
Gao Duanyue fell down holding a long knife, his face full of panic.
After a little discernment of direction, he took one step forward.
But as soon as he took a step, a sword light was already slashed in front of him.
"when--"
The golden sword light turned into a torrent, knocking open the long sword and smashing his armor into pieces.
But when the torrent dissipated, there was only a broken armor and a half-length sword in the void, but the aura that the Immortal Lord should have was missing.
Yang Dingtian's figure appeared from the void, holding a long sword in his hand with a trace of disdain on his face.
"Disciple of the Immortal Master, you are so cowardly."
He held the long sword and was about to turn around, but paused slightly.
The void shook, and the power of heaven and earth gathered.
Ahead, six figures stood there without knowing when.
"The fifth disciple of the Immortal Lord who cannot leave seclusion, a strong swordsman, and the Immortal Lord Shengyao."
"My disciples are Immortal Lord Chi Ling, Immortal Lord Baekje, Immortal Lord Wusheng, Immortal Lord Taiyan, and Immortal Lord Zhiyang."
Yang Dingtian raised the sword in his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and his eyes flashed solemnly.
"The six Immortal Lords think highly of Yang."
As the words fell, the sword light rose.
The golden sword light turned into a torrent, stimulating the power of Zhigang Zhiyang's sword light.
Sword cultivator never talks nonsense.
"boom--"
The sword light collided with the six fairy lights.
Thousands of miles away, Gao Duanyue, covered in rags and pale, turned her head and looked at the place where the fairy light flashed with lingering fear.
"Hmph, even a mere immortal from outside dares to——"
Before he finished speaking, he was shocked and looked to his side.
Not far away, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan stood there with his hands behind his back.
"Senior brother."
Gao Duanyue hurriedly lowered his head and bowed.
"Thank you, senior brother, for coming to the rescue."
He looked respectful.
He didn't know whether he was almost killed by Yang Dingtian, whether it was his senior brother's conspiracy, or whether he happened to do it just in time.
Fortunately, he had escaped at this time, but Yang Dingtian was surrounded.
No matter how powerful Yang Dingtian is, the six Immortal Lords cannot break through and escape.
Dead!
"Huh, by running away in panic in front of outsiders, you have completely lost the face of my Wanhua City and Master." Immortal Lord Zhu Huan did not turn his head, but just looked at the void ahead.
Gao Duan Yue's face twitched slightly, and he whispered: "Senior Brother is teaching you that Junior Brother is cowardly."
Having said this, he raised his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Senior brother, leave Yang Dingtian's soul to me. I won't even let him die..."
Gao Duanyue, who wanted to say more, suddenly trembled all over.
He sensed the killing intent coming from his side.
This is strong, pure killing intent!
Turning back slowly, he saw a golden and black demon-subduing pestle in the hand of Immortal Lord Zhu Huan.
Killing God and Conquering Demon Blade!
This is the treasure left by the Master, and it is the ultimate treasure that can suppress the entire Wanhua City.
This demon-conquering pestle contains the power to control the entire Wanhua City formation.
With this treasure in hand, Immortal Zhu Huan is invincible.
"Brother, you, you -"
Gao Duanyue couldn't believe how his senior brother could have murderous intentions towards him.
The demon-subduing pestle in Zhu Huan's hand was pointed at Gao Duanyue, with a calm expression on his face: "Junior Brother Gao, if you don't die, how can we have a reason to surround and kill Yang Dingtian?"
"It's not like Yang Dingtian doesn't have a foot behind him."
Gao Duanyue's eyes widened and his whole body trembled.
He stepped back in panic: "Zhu Huan, you are crazy. You are killing your fellow disciples. Master will not let you go."
"I gave you my original power last time, why do you still want to-"
After saying this, horror flashed on his face: "You, you want to replace the master!"
"boom--"
What answered him was the roar of the golden and black magic pestle falling down.
The endless void and the endless air of death are intertwined and turned into a vortex by this demon-conquering pestle.
The Wanhua City on the fifth floor shook, and golden power was drawn out and fed back.
All the cultivation power of an Immortal Lord was turned into the power of the great formation.
Gao Duanyue, the eighth disciple of Immortal Master Chen Yuan, died.
"You know, there are just too many."
Taking back the demon-subduing pestle, Immortal Lord Zhu Huan sneered.
Then, he moved and rushed towards the void ahead.
"Yang Dingtian kills Junior Brother Gao Duanyue. Junior brothers, please don't let go of this crazy disciple Yang Dingtian——"
Zhu Huan's voice was filled with rage, causing the void to tremble.
Gao Duanyue falls!
Countless spiritual thoughts flashed and intertwined rapidly.
The disciple of Immortal Master Chen Yuan in Wanhua City has died!
This is a major event that affects the entire Wanhua City!
In the surrounding world, many strong men retreated.
Wanhua City will definitely surround Yang Dingtian.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! If Yang Dingtian is not killed today, the majesty of Wanhua City will be greatly damaged.
As long as Yang Dingtian falls here today, Wanhua City will still be Wanhua City.
"boom--"
The Demon-Conquering Pestle brought with it the tyrannical power to cut through the abyss of heaven, split open the power of death, and caused the formation of Wanhua City to turn into an arrow, hitting Yang Dingtian in the chest.
No matter how strong the Immortal Lord is, he cannot take this blow!
Yang Dingtian raised his head, a faint light flashing in his eyes.
In his hand, the long sword was raised and slashed forward.
"boom--"
The golden torrent collided with the arrows, causing the abyss of heaven to shake. Countless cultivators in the abyss could not stabilize their bodies and fell down.
With this blow, the surging wind shattered the area thousands of miles away.
Yang Dingtian's figure retreated sharply to the rear, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The immortal light in the hands of the six immortal kings condensed into a rope and was used as a hood towards Yang Dingtian.
Yang Dingtian's eyes flashed with fighting intent, and he raised the sword in his hand.
"kill--"
With a loud shout, the sword flashed thousands of miles.
The golden sword light gathered again, cutting off the rope, and then his figure rushed into the void and flickered away.
"Hmph, Yang Dingtian, you can leave. Can your Scarlet Flame Sword Sect be able to leave?"
Immortal Lord Zhu Huan stood in the void, holding the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and gave a long drink.
Although the Scarlet Flame Sword Sect still has two Immortal Lords in charge, it will definitely not be able to defend it without Yang Dingtian at this time.
"Zhu Huan, you can try."
"If you dare to touch them at all, the day I return will be the day your Wanhua City collapses."
“Don’t say you didn’t predict what you said——”
The void shook, and Yang Dingtian's voice spread through Wanhua City.
After killing the disciples of the Immortal Lord, Yang Dingtian, the powerful Immortal Lord, escaped and left behind harsh words.
Being able to escape under the siege of several immortal disciples shows that Yang Dingtian's cultivation is strong in combat.
The expression on Immortal Lord Zhu Huan's face changed as he stared into the void ahead.
"Senior brother, if you don't move the people of the Red Flame Sword Sect, we can take down those third-level rebels first."
The black-robed Taoist standing beside Zhu Huan whispered.
Zhu Huan nodded, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Those who are rebellious, Zhenyang Tower, and the disciples under Gao Duanyue will be killed together."
"When I act in Wanhua City, I won't let anyone have a say."
He moved, turned around and left.
Only his figure moved, and suddenly his whole body trembled.
A golden divine light gathered in front of him and turned into a golden divine pattern.
The divine pattern manifested into a Taoist priest wearing a green and red robe.
