In the Immortal Tomb, the atmosphere was extremely solemn, and the Immortal Cutting Sword was inserted into the earth.
Yang Feng, with his silver hair dancing in the wind, sat aside.
Thunder, Blood Spirit, and Green Flame, none of them spoke.
Because Yang Feng's current state is not optimistic.
"I said, can you please stop making the atmosphere so heavy? It's just that I'm missing some energy and blood, and I'm not living well now."
Yang Feng could feel some strange changes taking place in his current body, but he couldn't tell where the problem was.
"Destroying the Immortal is a curse, but also a kind of power. While it deprives you of your vitality, blood, immortal energy, and longevity, it also gives you the power of 'Destroying the Immortal'."
Lei Ming took the initiative to speak, breaking the heavy atmosphere.
Killing the Immortal, there is a pair of horrors, it has experienced it more than once, and it is precisely because of 'Slaying the Immortal' that it was imprisoned.
"Yang Feng, the Immortal Killing Sword will cut off your cultivation, longevity, energy and blood bit by bit. Death is waiting for you in the end!"
Xue Ling was extremely anxious, thinking that Yang Feng's Immortal Killing Sword would only cost him once, so he hurriedly explained.
"Thunder, is this true?"
If it was true as Blood Spirit said, wouldn't he only have a few years to live?
"I don't know either. The Immortal Killing Curse of the Immortal Killing Sword can kill everything. Maybe that was why Gu Chenxiang abandoned it back then! But you are different. You already have Immortal Killing Qi in your body."
Lei Ming's words were beyond Yang Feng's expectation, and he was suddenly a little scared, but how could his destiny be controlled by a sword for a man of seven feet tall?
"Slay the Immortal? No matter what, as long as I can find the source of the Immortal again, I can make a comeback."
After Yang Feng figured out all this, he became so heroic in an instant. When the Qi of banishing immortals was gone, he would start over again. When the Qi and blood declined, he would need new blood. The sword to kill the immortal would wear away everything about him. What a fool's dream!
"Hey! Seal the Immortal and Lock the Source? Kill the Immortal?! Is there some divine will in the dark?"
Lei Ming originally wanted to say how difficult it is to find the source of immortality, but he suddenly thought of the word "kill the immortal". Maybe the blocked immortal source, relying on the sword to kill the immortal, can really do it.
"Let's go, I'll take you there."
Lei Ming didn't explain too much and called Yang Feng to leave.
Yang Feng lifted the Immortal Killing Sword from the ground and followed Lei Ming.
Seal the immortality and lock the source, the immortal energy is sealed, the source energy is locked!
At the end of the Immortal Tomb, the source of immortality dries up, and the earth reveals its true colors.
Waves of black mist enveloped the place, and the clear sky and white sun made it almost impossible to see even one’s fingers.
Yang Feng held the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, and bursts of black mist emerged from his body, which was of the same lineage as the black mist that sealed the Immortal Lock Source.
"Hehe! As expected, Yang Feng, try swinging the Immortal Slayer Sword."
Lei Ming was eager to prove whether his guess was correct.
Urging Yang Feng to try it quickly.
Holding the Immortal Sword in his hand, Yang Feng slashed his sword across the air.
Like a ray of light in the dark night, it cuts a path through the black fog ahead.
"Hahaha! Sure enough, the legend is true. The Immortal Sword is said to have the power to kill immortals, but it requires the sword holder to pay a corresponding price."
Looking at a road gradually emerging in the black mist, Lei Ming knew it had made the right bet.
"Let's go in and have a look."
Yang Feng was still walking in front. With the sword strike just now, he could clearly feel that something was missing in his body.
But now he obviously can't care about much. His top priority is to break the shackles of the immortal and the source, and then break through the banished immortal.
Follow the path where the black mist appears.
The further inside you go, the more you feel suffocated.
The heavy feeling of suffocation made his breathing difficult. At this time, the black mist on the Immortal Killing Sword gathered, mixed with a violent thunder.
There are no living creatures on this road, and there are endless streams of immortals.
"The black mist here, the Immortal Killing Sword?"
Yang Feng found that as they went deeper and looked back, the black mist behind him completely dissipated, and the black mist was flowing on the body of the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand.
"Is this the end?"
After the black fog dissipated, big changes took place in the Immortal Tomb. The four water unicorns in the cold pool where Yang Feng had been waiting returned to the water again.
The rare fairy source spreads like air.
At the end of the Immortal Tomb, Yang Feng saw half a hand bone.
"You are finally here, then the source of immortality will be left to you."
The moment the hand bones appeared in Yang Feng's hand, a vertical pupil widened angrily in the palm of his hand, and finally the eyeball flew to the Immortal Killing Sword.
"who are you?"
"That's it...the hand that held the Immortal Slayer Sword back then...that's it..."
The vertical pupil followed the Immortal Killing Sword and quietly penetrated into Yang Feng's palm.
Yang Feng only felt a slight itchiness and glanced at the palm of his hand curiously.
A purple vertical pupil, eyes wide with anger.
"Slaying the Immortal, this eye can help you kill the Immortal."
After saying that, the hand bones also turned into ashes and were blown away by a gust of wind.
"He is the Immortal Killer, so why is Gu Chenxiang alive? Could it be that this Immortal Killer is Gu Chenxiang's plan?"
Lei Ming clearly knew that the power of this hand bone was not comparable to that of Gu Chenxiang, the Lord of the Red World, and why it was now exhausted.
"What does it say about killing the Immortal?"
Yang Feng glanced at the vertical pupil in his palm and was about to ask Lei Ming when the vertical pupil connected to his blood actually spoke.
"Human race, Immortal Killing is your identity, and the Immortal Killing Sword has chosen you. Finally, one day, the Immortal Society will disturb the world. At that time, the world will surely destroy all living beings, and you will be the one to end that war."
Zhutong's words made Lei Ming extremely frightened. Will he kill the immortals and bring disaster to the world?
"This vertical pupil..."
Just as Xue Ling thought about what he was looking at, the vertical pupils in Yang Fengzhang's heart disappeared, as if they had never appeared before, leaving only the Immortal Killing Sword.
Immortals from all directions gathered towards Yang Feng.
"He, this is a gift from the Immortal Source. Let's wait patiently. Soon the Heaven and Earth will change."
Yang Feng became the Immortal Killer and held the Immortal Killer Sword in his hand. Who would dare to fight with him?
"Hey! Gu Chenxiang! Gu Chenxiang, you never thought in your wildest dreams that the Immortal Slaying Sword that even your mortal world master cannot tame would recognize an Immortal who has just cultivated two Immortal Qi."
Lei Ming was imprisoned in the Immortal Killing Sword. Gu Chenxiang also had an idea for it back then, but he could not get the approval of the Immortal Killing Sword, so he could only set up a shocking killing plan to wipe out all the immortals in the world.
Now that Yang Feng has been recognized by the Immortal Killing Sword and has the blessing of the vertical pupil, as long as he wakes up, even if he is not a mortal immortal, he will be able to kill an immortal.
While Yang Feng stayed at the Immortal Tomb to practice, Man Niu returned to Qingniu Palace and told Chen Xiyue exactly what had happened.
"The Immortal Tomb? Humph! You lured him into the Immortal Tomb, so I can only use your other horn to replace the gallbladder of the Nine Nether Demonic Earth Python."
Chen Xiyue is determined to refine the Red Dust Nirvana Pill.
"If I can't wait for Yang Feng to come, I can only wrong you."
Chen Xiyue turned her attention to Hu Yu'er and the other three.
"Sir, can you use my bloodline spirit? Yu'er is still a child..."
"Ha! Sorry, I want to take away yours, and I want to take away hers, because I don't allow any accidents to happen."
There are too many uncertain factors in refining the Red Dust Nirvana Pill, and Chen Xiyue can only try to avoid them as much as possible.
Some people died, but not completely...
