On the other side, high in the sky.
"Is this where the imperial city is?"
Zuo Yi led Xu Zhi'an straight into the sky and dived down again in mid-air.
Xu Zhi'an's chest and heart were "thumping". It was the first time to fly in the air like this, and he was nervous but also a little excited. This method was the work of a god. Fortunately, he was getting closer and closer to the ground, and his uneasy heart finally Also calmer.
Looking carefully at the place in his impression, Xu Zhi'an nodded, pointed to the southeast, and said, "The Immortal Palace is in that direction, right next to the imperial palace."
"Okay, catch it." Zuo Yi waved his magic spell, and the two of them rushed straight forward like sharp arrows.
There were countless corpses in the city below. Seeing the misery along the way, Xu Zhi'an felt a little sad. Strangely enough, when he was trying to survive all the way before, he didn't have that much fear, but now he felt a lot more compassion.
The world is unkind, treating all things as stupid dogs, evil spirits are rampant, and cultivators can do whatever they want. Xu Zhi'an suddenly felt a wave of unwillingness and anger, but then he felt more confused.
Zuo Yi still looked lazy, but Xu Zhi'an didn't notice it. The laziness was just an appearance. Zuo Yi's eyes became sharper and sharper.
With a "whoosh" sound, the two figures appeared near the Immortal Palace.
Zuo Yi gave Xu Zhi'an a Bagua array. After playing a few spells, Xu Zhi'an was shrouded in soft light. Zuo Yi said to Xu Zhi'an: "Wait for me here. Don't run around. No matter what happens, don't leave the formation." Put down the plate."
"Immortal, are you going?" Xu Zhian suddenly felt uneasy.
Zuo Yi lazily pursed his lips and said: "In my lineage, cultivating immortals has always been straight forward. I would rather take it from the straight line than seek it from the song. Now that it has been discovered, I will just make a big fuss. As you said If the source of all this murder is the national master, then I will kill him, search for him secretly, and assassinate him secretly. This is not my style. It is enough to leave these to those two people."
"Immortal..." Xu Zhian suddenly wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zuo Yi. He only heard Zuo Yi say: "Boy, listen carefully. Although your spiritual roots are mottled and difficult to enter the Tao, after my marrow cleansing, you can Even if it is difficult to cultivate the Tao, you can still be considered a member of my generation. If one day you really enter the cultivation of immortality, but you are not on the right path, I, the leader, will kill you. Not all immortal cultivators are bad people, but They are not all good people. There are good people and bad people. There are so many disturbances in this world that I can’t see clearly. But harming mortals is a taboo for cultivating immortals. If one day you meet such a person and you happen to be capable, it goes without saying that he will be killed. .”
"Wait for me!" Zuo Yi said again, and then he reached for his waist, and with a slight flick, a long sword like green glass was pulled out out of thin air. The sword shone with fluorescence, and it looked very extraordinary. .
Then Zuo Yi's figure swayed, a sharp edge erupted from his body, and he rose into the sky and disappeared from the spot.
The figure on the left fell into Xu Zhian's eyes and gradually took over his mind. His words echoed in his ears. Maybe this is the real immortal cultivator, domineering and strong, but principled. If...
Xu Zhi'an's head felt hot. Perhaps cultivating immortality was also a good way out.
Zuo Yi's figure appeared again in his eyes, and he appeared directly above the Immortal Palace, standing steadily high in the sky, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, scanning the Immortal Palace.
In the Immortal Palace, there are countless palace lofts, flowing water, and dancing cranes. It is really a scene of an immortal family. The pair on the left turned a blind eye to all this, and their eyes gradually focused on the small pavilion in the middle of the Immortal Palace.
It was square and square, with criss-crossing walkways around it. The entire pavilion stood in the lake, as if suppressing the center of the veins. Countless black air spread from the pavilion, and the black air surged, forming a dark smiling face along the walkway. Absolutely weird.
"I found you, old devil!" Zuo Yi stared at the small pavilion with sharp eyes. Through the eaves, he saw a handsome and elegant man in the small pavilion, sitting cross-legged, with sandalwood lingering around him. , streaks of purple energy surrounded him, four painted-faced monsters were sitting at the four corners, half of their bodies were submerged in the ground, and streams of black energy were pouring out from the monsters.
"The devil's crooked way dares to harm a country, ridiculous!" Zuo Yi snorted angrily, then raised his hand and sword, and then a frightening coercion, like the sky, erupted from the sword. Xu Zhi'an felt his eyes piercing as he looked at it. pain.
The man sitting upright in the small pavilion felt something instantly. He stood up from his upright position and raised his eyes. Surprise appeared on his calm face: "Linggong Sword Cultivator?"
Before the man in the pavilion could react, Zuo Yi struck down with his sword from a high position.
Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged, and a phantom of a glazed sword that covered the sky and sun emerged from behind Zuo Yi. The phantom of the sword spanned the sky and was actually much larger than the entire Immortal Palace. It seemed like the power of heaven. The sword dominates the world!
The giant sword was sharp and slashed at the entire Immortal Palace with its majestic energy.
The man in the small pavilion was stunned for a moment, and he stood up in a hurry, but it was too late.
Everything around him was exposed to the sword energy, and there was violent spiritual pressure everywhere, and everything around him began to crack and decompose.
"Boom!"
It was as if the sky and the earth were shattering, and the entire fairy palace collapsed and was pressed into the ground. The majestic sword energy crisscrossed the four fields, creating countless ravines. The ground cracked and mountains collapsed. In the constant impact, everything was cut. The small pavilion disappeared in an instant and had long since disappeared. The four-cornered monster was shattered by the sword energy in an instant, and in the end, only the elegant man was left standing there blankly, his clothes were broken into pieces, his hair was disheveled, and his body was covered with blood stains.
"Crash!"
Water flowed like a gush, and fountains appeared everywhere in the fairy palace. This blow actually penetrated the ground water.
Looking at the water splashing in, the elegant man seemed unaware. It was not until the water submerged his body that he seemed to react and murmured: "The Imperial Sword of the Sky, it turns out that someone from the Spiritual Palace is really here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's whole body cracked and cracked, and his whole body was as shattered as a lens.
There were more and more cracks, and the elegant man seemed to feel no pain. He lowered his head, held his scattered hair with his hands, raised his head, looked at Zuo Yi, who was above the high school, and finally laughed crazily: "Hahahaha! That's great! Come on, I’ve been waiting for you for so long and it’s finally here!!”
The man smiled, and the cracks on his body widened until he was shattered into pieces, but the laughter lingered in his ears and would not stop for a long time.
"Wow!"
The man's body finally shattered into pieces and was submerged by the gushing spring water, but his last look was filled with surprise.
"It turns out it's just a clone!" Zuo Zuo's face was calm, as if he had expected it.
"This formation was deliberately destroyed for you. You can't escape, hahahaha..."
A low laughter echoed above the ruins of the Immortal Palace. Zuo Yi gradually frowned, his consciousness scattered, but he found that it was not that the breath of the evil cultivator could not be found, but that the entire imperial city was filled with this evil smell. .
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Zuo Yi cursed disdainfully, as if he knew that there was no trace of the man for the time being, so he had to turn around and fly back to Xu Zhi'an.
