True Lord Taihao of Yashan showed up and was on the same camp as Han Chongzhi.
His body is surrounded by solid sword energy, and Taihao is a real swordsman.
The rather unremarkable silver-white long sword in his hand flashed with cold light, but a large number of figures emerged.
Each one of them is waving the sword in his hand, emitting shocking sword energy, performing extremely exquisite swordsmanship.
"Back off."
He was concise and to the point.
Immediately after Chu Yaoshan arrived, hundreds of Yashan disciples also came to rescue at this moment, and merged into the camp of Kunlun disciples. Outside the barrier, there were disciples of the two major demon sects, Shahun and Tianmo.
Han Chongzhi also spoke.
"This spiritual object is what my ancestor, Kunlun Xuanji, needs. Do you really dare to take it?!"
Ancestor Xuanji!
Lord Gintama's complexion suddenly changed drastically, and all his thoughts about winning the battle were disrupted.
That was a monk who was halfway to the realm of immortality. His reputation had been established thousands of years ago.
As soon as he entered the realm of God Transformation, he entered the Demon Realm alone, killed three demon cultivators of the same realm as God Transformation, and even escaped intact, breaking through to the middle stage of God Transformation.
The technique of Tianyang in one hand can be described as extremely terrifying, leaving many terrifying memories to the people in the Demon Realm.
Now that he has half-way to immortality, who dares to touch his brow?
Suddenly, the Nascent Soul Demonic Cultivator also became entangled.
He really never thought that Kunlun's Tianyang Marrow Jade was found for Ancestor Xuanji.
Even if he really grabbed the marrow jade today, as soon as he left the small world and returned to reality, he was turned into blackened ashes by the ancestor's move of Tianyang Palm.
Not worth it.
But the Dark Demon Ancestor chuckled, which was particularly sinister.
"Brother, we only have more than a hundred years left to live. Do you think you can break through to the state of becoming a god?"
Lord Gintama was silent.
The Dark Demon Ancestor continued.
"Kunlun is half a step closer to immortality. Don't you and my sect not have that?"
"If we go further, you and I will become gods. Will the sect not protect you and me?"
Lord Gintama's tightly knitted brows relaxed.
Yes, anyway, if you can't break through to the gods, you will run out of life and die, so it's better to give it a try.
If you can really reach that state.
Like a fish leaping over a dragon's gate, life expectancy has truly skyrocketed, reaching three thousand years.
Who can be unmoved?
The silver mark between his brows shone brightly, he clasped his hands together, and moved up and down quickly, making a large circle, connecting the beginning and the end.
Traces of silver instantly appeared wherever it crossed.
A square and circular array was formed.
There are countless mysterious and strange runes engraved inside.
Everyone has made a decision, Han Chongzhi's face turned gloomy.
Chu Yaoshan came holding a silver-white sword. Countless shadows appeared beside him, swiping out different exquisite sword moves one by one, and the terrifying sword energy condensed into a storm.
It seemed like there were countless people wielding countless sword moves, but upon closer inspection, it was clear that there was only one person.
The Dark Demon Ancestor heyed and immediately came towards him.
On this day, the Dark Demon Ancestor of the Tian Demon Sect was wearing a black robe, covering himself tightly, and there was a mysterious aura all over his body.
He stretched out two hands from under his black robe.
The countless black airflows behind him turned into black snakes, climbing up.
Two hands that were like white jade pinched the magic formula, and the snake blessed by magic behind him instantly turned into a huge python swimming. The dark body exuded billowing magic energy, almost corroding the surrounding air. .
Taihao's figure was stable and his swordsmanship was graceful. When he swung his sword, a large amount of flying snow seemed to fall on the world, and in a flash of light, there was a terrifying sword light.
But there was an underlying worry in his eyes.
He can solve the problem of the Dark Demon Ancestor, but he only needs the world.
As for Han Chongzhi, he had no physical body. After the power of the fireworks that burned his physical body receded, his strength was already greatly reduced.
In addition, without a physical body to rely on, the soul without a foundation can only live in the Nascent Soul. This True Monarch of Silver Soul was born in Shahun, and his magic method is precisely to restrain the soul and ghost cultivator.
Sure enough, he had the upper hand with his sword light, but Han Chongzhi's situation was extremely difficult.
The disc outlined by Lord Gintama was instantly lifted up by him, violently absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and a terrifying magic power was condensing.
Suddenly, Han Chongzhi felt a palpitation in his heart.
Gintama's face was cold, with a bit of amusement in his eyes.
In the past, Han Chongzhi was only one step away from becoming a god, and his longevity was equally sufficient. However, now he also suffered the end of his physical body being destroyed. Now he is even worse than himself.
The method of breaking the soul is specifically designed to conquer the soul!
"Shahun! Ming Prajna!"
Suddenly, a giant hand stretched out from the circular formation.
It had the shape of a human hand, but it was covered with white bone spurs, and the sharpness made people's hearts tremble.
This ghostly thing was particularly restrained from the existence of the soul. Han Chongzhi felt that within his Nascent Soul, his soul was being invaded by endless Yin Qi that seemed to be impossible to cut off.
Constantly being obliterated.
His heart skipped a beat, he made a secret with both hands, and by burning part of his Nascent Soul, he activated the Samadhi Kamikaze again.
The yellow hurricane competes with the cunning hand.
Suddenly, the Nascent Soul battlefield was evenly matched.
The battlefield under Nascent Soul has just erupted.
Pei Xihe sensed the damage to the protective shield and sighed in his heart. This was like the grass of the Phoenix Nirvana in the Divine Hidden Realm. The common man was not guilty, but he was guilty of possessing the jade.
Kunlun captured the treasure, but he also lost strength. It was a good time to seize the treasure again. If the heart is greedy, the competition will not stop.
Vermilion runes condensed behind him, and a pair of wings formed from the void, red with a cyan halo.
Her speed suddenly reached its peak, and she dodged the magic power of a golden elixir demon cultivator.
He was quite surprised how a mere Eighth Foundation Establishment Realm could avoid his bombardment.
The Jinghong Sword in Pei Xihe's hand had already been tightly held.
The handle of the knife was slightly cool, spiritual energy was injected into it, and a few rays of shining light lit up on the blade.
In an instant, she appeared behind the golden elixir demon cultivator.
Swinging out a sword seems ordinary, just a simple chop, but the layers of Taoism on the blade are completely natural, carrying the unique domineering murderous intention of the sword.
When she stepped into Yuru Yucheng, her sword skills had entered a new realm.
The sword's intention was like a thunderbolt, and it seemed to shake people's hearts and souls as it rang in their ears.
As soon as the sword was drawn, it was as if the spiritual energy between heaven and earth had been commanded inexplicably, and it was heading towards this place. It turned into thousands of nihilistic knives and slashed at the demon cultivator's neck with an invincible and omnipotent tense. go.
This knife directly split open his body protection method.
The purple thought power between his eyebrows turned into seventeen needles and pierced into his Niwan Palace.
A hissing sound.
It was the sound of a neck being cut off and blood splattering.
Bang!
It was the Niwan palace that exploded and the sea of consciousness was damaged.
I'm afraid he himself never thought that he, a real demon cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core, would die so quickly and so lightly.
And suddenly, a tornado of black smoke came towards Pei Xihe!
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