Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

"You doll, you have only cultivated Taoism for ten thousand years, and you dare to intervene in the battle at our level."

"Immortal King, to a certain extent, can affect time. Be careful that you will be killed this time."

Pang Kaiyang's tone was not good, but every sentence was a reminder.

"Long-winded."

"If you die, ask your disciples and grandchildren to take the money and go to Tianji Pavilion to revive me."

Bai Suimu's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were terribly calm, and he was dressed in a black robe without wind. He reached out his hands and hugged the sky, and the time fairy road behind him exploded and turned into a boundless mist. The sky and the earth are covered.

Strange power flows on Pang Kaiyang, everything is going backwards, if he struggles desperately, he may be able to break free from it.

Pang Kaiyang clicked his tongue in amazement, feeling the lost power, which was returning quickly, and the wounds all over his body were gradually healed, and even the cracks on the Immortal Immortal Formation covering the entire Lingmu World were healing, and countless wounds flew in the air. The dust condensed into piles of fetishes, sank into the earth, void, mountains, lakes and seas, and turned into eye formations one by one.

The crumbling Immortal Destroyer Formation stabilized again, and Pang Kaiyang, who was at the end of his battle, took his last breath and became radiant again.

The Immortal Way of Time manifested again, but there were scorched black marks, countless cracks, and brown lines...

"boom!"

Bai Suimu's entire body suddenly exploded, turning into wooden limbs, burning continuously.

"Pretty boy!"

Pang Kaiyang's eyelids twitched and he shouted anxiously.

The next moment, Bai Suimu emerged intact, from far to near, from virtual to real, as if descending from another time and space.

His face was snow-white, and there was still a small pinch of flames burning on his body, his face was covered with shocking cracks, and his hands and feet were also turned into wood.

"The power of the Immortal King really isn't that easy to digest."

"After a period of time and space, the injury cannot be completely erased."

Bai Suimu's voice was hoarse, as if he had a mouthful of magma in his throat, and his whole body was smoking.

"Leave the rest to me."

Pang Kaiyang waved his sleeve, and a drop of rain and dew flew out, like tears from the gods, and it fell on Bai Suimu's body with a thud, causing his injury to heal quickly.

"Why, don't you dare to use the immortal power of time on me?"

The Spirit Wood Immortal King sneered.

Pang Kaiyang in front of him seems to be [-]% to [-]% healed from his injuries, but this is only the immortal way of time at the level of a true immortal, temporarily reversing time and space, as long as it continues to drag on, the reversed time will flow back again, and then the old and new injuries will erupt together, enough to kill him immediately. Half his life.

"Don't be crazy."

"You don't know what you're dealing with."

Bai Suimu grinned and said, feeling extremely trustful in the person behind him.

"The energy of Tianji Pavilion is beyond what you can imagine."

"I advise you to catch him without a fight, let go of the dignity of the fairy king, and bring the disciples and grandchildren of the whole world to seek refuge with the senior pavilion master."

Pang Kaiyang also spoke.

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Chapter 255 The Emperor's Breath

The burning pain came from the surface of the body, and there were even scorched black marks, which proved that the injury that had just returned to the past was coming again and being applied to the body little by little.

"Things that don't exist."

"There is something that tells him to come in person and suppress me."

The Immortal King of Lingmu is also the master of the top iron. He has become an immortal king and has been invincible for hundreds of millions of years. His temper can be changed no matter what he says.

This waist, he can't bend down.

This account, he must also get it back.

"What kind of person is the senior Pavilion Master, how can you see it as soon as you say it?"

"Even if I become an Immortal King, it's just a matter of my senior sitting in the Heavenly Secret Pavilion and blowing his breath. Don't really think that being an Immortal King is great."

"No matter how stubborn you are, you will have no steps to go down."

Pang Kaiyang said in a deep voice, running the exercises secretly to repair the injury, his eyes were as bright as two big stars, and he saw everything, but when he touched the Spirit Wood Immortal King, he saw the deep accumulation of despair.

"If I had known earlier, it would be better to buy a weakness."

"It's a pity that the senior Pavilion Master's asking price is too high. At that time, I didn't dare to pay so much on credit."

Pang Kaiyang thought so.

"Don't delay!"

"Go directly!"

"I'm not in good shape, and I can't control the time passing by you."

Bai Suimu spoke suddenly, interrupting the conversation between the two of them.

More flames sprang out from the cracks in his body, wandering through the limbs and bones, burning the flesh, tendons and bones until they were scorched black, almost turning into nothingness.

"Is the medicine given to you useless?"

Pang Kaiyang turned his head, thinking that he could go back a few more times and go back in time to heal all his injuries.

"Do you think it's easy to go back in time on a fairy king?"

"You are the way of the fairy king, and I am just the way of the real fairy, big brother."

"Your medicine can at most nourish my body. If there is an elixir that can make up for the Daoist foundation, take it out quickly."

Bai Suimu said in a muffled voice.

"Uh... If I had this kind of elixir, I wouldn't be in such a mess."

Pang Kaiyang scratched his head.

"Then you can count on your luck."

Bai Suimu rolled his eyes and made a tactic in his hands, the time river on the soles of his feet glowed with light, ready to run at any time.