I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Luna nodded in agreement: "You're right, we might as well settle our suspicions and work together to save him tomorrow."

In their perception, they also noticed that this place has been completely besieged.

If it weren't for the Holy Lord of Acacia wanting to let people go.

Otherwise, no living creature would be able to escape from here.

"No problem," Ouyang Xi was thinking, "What are your chances of winning?"

A hint of helplessness appeared on Luna's plump cheeks, "Holy Lord Acacia is ranked No.15, and I'm only 97, so the chances of winning are not high... But saving one person should be no problem, no matter how many..."

Ouyang Xi hurriedly said: "Then, tomorrow we will divide into two groups. During the battle, there will be great chaos. When the Holy Lord Acacia relaxes a bit, you immediately take Mr. Nan away, and I will end the rear."

Luna shook his head and denied, "Your cultivation is not as good as mine, so let me cut off the queen."

"Then adapt to the situation then?" Ouyang Xi felt a sense of powerlessness.

"No," Luna resolutely denied, "I'll do it after I come. You find the right opportunity to save Mr. Nan, and leave immediately after you succeed!"

They are discussing here.

In the main hall.

at this time.

Yun Fusheng suddenly noticed that the Holy Land was besieged, and got up in shock.

"Is this shrinking the encirclement?"

in his perception.

Countless black shadows surrounded him from all directions, as if catching a turtle in a urn, advancing inch by inch, narrowing the encirclement.

"Sure enough, it's exactly as I expected. Even if I run away, I can't escape."

Yun Fusheng's eyes revealed a bit of bitterness.

"Forget it, instead of saying these frustrating words, it's better to seize the time to consolidate the secret technique!"

outside the shrine.

"Holy Master, the distance from this island is less than two hundred miles away. You only need to give an order to take the head of Yun Fusheng!"

The speaker is Di Yun, the previous holy son of the Yin-Yang Holy Land.

His heart is now all on the Holy Lord of Hehuan.

Even if the Holy Lord of Hehuan asked him to cut Master Yun Fusheng into pieces, he would do it without hesitation.

"There's no rush," Holy Master Hehuan shook his head slightly, "Since we're talking about tomorrow, then why rush tonight, let them live a little longer."

What she likes most is watching these people's mood when they are facing death.

……

Day two.

In the early morning, the sun is rising, and the clouds are thousands of miles away.

This is a beautiful scene.

but.

There are more than 100 people in the Yin-Yang Holy Land.

Looking at the morning glow, I felt that it was like bright red blood flowing, turning pale and panicked.

On the sea in the distance.

The people who surrounded the Holy Land of Hehuan were densely packed, meticulous in all directions, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

Did not let a way out.

In the sky and on the earth, everyone is a dead end.

Not to mention a mosquito, even the air was blocked by the billowing coercion.

The war has not yet started, and everything around has become extremely desolate.

quiet.

The entire Yin-Yang Holy Land was silent.

The rest of the more than 100 female disciples who hadn't run away all stared dumbfounded at the densely packed strong men around the Holy Land, their eyes dull.

They seemed to have lost their souls, and they seemed to accept their fate. They sat on the ground with pale faces, and they were caught without a fight.

"What are you afraid of? Humans are mortal. Either they are heavier than Mount Tai, or they are lighter than a feather. Anyway, they are going to die. Fight them!"

A loud shout.

Yun Fusheng flew out from the main hall.

His eyes were bloodshot, obviously he hadn't slept all night.

"Holy Master, we can't beat it, why not admit it..."

A certain disciple said cautiously.

They couldn't even stand firmly, so how could they show the courage to fight to the death.

Looking at their expressions, Yun Fusheng suddenly felt worried.

There are more than 2 people, and those who are running away now, that's all that's left.

Although they are loyal to the Holy Land, today, they may have to pay for it with their lives.

The human heart is fleshy.

Yun Fusheng couldn't bear to watch them die.

Boom~~~~
Ripples suddenly appeared in the void like waves on the surface of water.

Seeing the figure of the Holy Lord of Acacia condensed out.

She looked down with her eyes, and swept across Yun Fusheng and the others.

His eyes were as cold as ice thorns in winter, piercing deeply into Yun Fusheng's heart.

"Brother."

call out! ——

call out! ——

Several streaks of light flashed by, and Ye Qingxue and the others arrived.

Behind them was Ye Nan.

"You came just in time, these four daggers are in your hands, if I die unfortunately, you should know what to do."

Yun Fusheng took out four daggers and handed them to Ye Qingxue and the others one by one.

Hush!

Ye Qingxue poked out the dagger, and the endless sharp cold light shone in all directions, revealing a sense of sadness.

"Yun Fusheng, I respect you as a man, don't worry, if you die, I will definitely give them a chance to commit suicide."

In the void, the Holy Lord of Acacia spoke leisurely.

"Thank you."

Yun Fusheng cupped his hands slightly.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Lord Hehuan suddenly changed the subject: "How about this? It's too troublesome to fight back and forth. You can't fight anyway. Why don't I give you a chance to kill yourself, how about you just kill yourself where you are?"

Puchi!

The people behind her laughed.

Yun Fusheng straightened his hair crown and skirt, as if he was rushing to the execution ground calmly, with a serious face.

"Thank you Holy Master Chen for your kindness, but no need, let's do it."

The words fall.

He suddenly drew his sword, and all the cultivation bases of the vast martial arts kings in his body gushed out.

Stab it!

In an instant, the Nine Heavens Profound Fire Orders placed around the island were activated one after another, gushing out a blood-red killing intent that flowed endlessly since ancient times.

Bloody light swept across the sky.

There was a burst of white light between the sky and the earth, as if the sun was decaying, it was covered by this white light.

The next moment, the blood mist filled the air, dyeing the world with a radius of ten thousand li into a crimson blood.

"Eat me!"

Yun Fusheng yelled, and endless golden light suddenly surged from his body, like a dragon and a tiger converging, the blood-red air vortex between his palms whizzed, and suddenly condensed into two bloody and deep red yin-yang fish, sweeping in all directions , Desperately kill the Holy Lord of Acacia!
Boom~~!
Boom~~! !

The yin and yang fish swept across, and huge waves were set off on the sea surface, and the endless earth, water, wind, fire and four qi surged, sweeping across the six poles, and smashed the void with a radius of thousands of miles into a rag!
"Is this the secret technique of the Yin-Yang Holy Land?"

On the side, Ye Nan murmured to himself.

In his perception, the yin-yang fish in Yun Fusheng's hands seemed to be inseparable from Hou Yi.

On the surface, this is the secret method of not going out of the Yin-Yang Holy Land.

but it is not the truth.

This blow was sent out by him with the aid of the Nine Heavens Profound Fire Order.

In other words, this is Hou Yi's ultimate move, not the secret technique of the Yin-Yang Holy Land.

"There is a possibility, maybe the founder of Yinyang Mountain obtained these mysterious fire orders with all his might, and passed them on to future generations, so that they can be used as secret methods to save his life one day."

Ye Nan soon had a clue.

It seems that there must be an inexplicable relationship between this holy place and Houyi.

It's a pity that the Founding Patriarch has long since passed away, otherwise he might be able to ask something.

However, it should be the same for Yun Fusheng.