Retire from the human world

Ying Long Guxian.

When Jishui Tiangong ruled the lower eighteen heavens, as Gongsun Xuanyuan's capable subordinate, it was enough to make all the immortals change their faces, not to mention that after the collapse of the sky, Yinglong Guxian brought the most powerful desolate beast , The other ancient immortals stick to the No.16 Chongtian, and the Big Dipper array laid down, delayed the time of the collapse of the sky for more than three months, 100 years in the world.

In particular, he massacred the gods with lesser strength, and the spirit of filling the soul maintained the behavior of the sixteen heavens, which was imitated by every heaven, causing chaos in the fairy world, countless gods fled, and many little immortals died innocently.

Yinglong, this name, now many gods tremble when they hear it.

It is hundreds of feet long, has black scales, and has wings on its back. Back away in fear.

"It's also a good fortune teller, and I can escape all the way from the sixteenth heaven." The master of Changcheng sect said in a bad tone.

Du Heng was slightly frowned by Ying Long's ferocity, and he took a step forward unconsciously, then came back to his senses and asked in a low voice: "Is there a festival?"

"The sect master's old opponent." A sword fairy next to him looked solemn, "Ying Long is the strongest under Gongsun Xuanyuan's command. This guy has the strength of a great Luo Jinxian, and he can still reach the level of 22 heavens. He was the first to find out. The situation is wrong... Under the Eighteenth Heaven, no one except Gongsun Xuanyuan can set foot on the No.19th Heaven. Even if something happens, no one knows."

Ying Long is arrogant and Duan Tianmen is domineering, it would be strange if he bumped into him and didn't pinch him.

Linghuan Sword Immortal shook his neck uncomfortably, stared at Ying Long and gritted his teeth:

"That guy, the last fight almost broke my spine..."

Du Heng had known Linghuan's strength since his battle with Xingtian Bai Yujing, and his expression became solemn.

"Of course, the scales are hard to cut, and I still feel pain in my heart..." Sword Immortal Linghuan gritted his teeth in displeasure, "Ten times with one force, this kind of tough bone is the hardest to chew!"

In mid-air, Ying Long circled slightly, his eyes swept over, that kind of heavy coercion suppressed a group of Buddhist cultivators several feet down, and even those whose feet were touched by the soul refining water could only smile wryly and step into reincarnation .

"Long Cheng, what are you doing?"

The terrifying thunderous sound shook the heavens and floods up and down,

The same words echoed with thunder, Ji Meng's was like rolling thunder far away in the sky, although it was loud, it just made people jump, Ying Long's voice really exploded thunder, the effect was comparable to the first three thunders of the Nine Heavens Tribulation.

"You found your way of life, and I will find my way." The head of Changcheng Sect Master came out with his hands behind his hands, his clothes fluttering, his handsome and picturesque eyebrows and eyes were full of awe-inspiring coldness, "Looking at you like this, it is impossible to escape. It’s not easy. How? The strength is strong, but it can’t match the way of heaven after all. You want to boast that you have supernatural powers, and you can’t avoid battles, but you neglect the ability to escape, and you almost perish in the sixteenth heaven!”

"Hmph! Hahaha!" Ying Long raised his head and laughed.

The sound shook thousands of miles, and even Du Heng felt his qi and blood churning, and his soul was unstable.

On the contrary, the long sword in his hand had a strong cyan light. Facing such a monstrous evil spirit, the vast and infinite coercion covering the world, he felt quite comfortable, and even a light gray air flow slowly melted into the sword body.

After a long time, Ying Long came to a rest slowly, his tone full of murderous intent:

"You think you can go?"

The Master of Changcheng Sect's expression remained unchanged: "Oh? Why not?"

Ying Long suddenly turned his head.Said to the trembling immortals:

"A group of idiots, are you waiting to see these sword immortals break through the lower realm passage? Even if there is, it is hidden deep in the depths of the pool of reincarnation. Do you think this road is accessible to everyone? You are neither Buddhist cultivators nor ascension If you are a cultivator, you will only die if you jump down! The primordial spirit will be shattered, and you will fall into reincarnation forever!"

The group of immortals was in an uproar.

"Buddhism is a re-cultivation, but these bastards from the world may break through the boundary safely and safely. You just stand there in a daze and watch them leave?"

"Ying Long... my lord, this, this is impossible!" A strange-looking desolate beast asked in a rough voice, "In the past, there were gods who violated the lower realm of the sky, and I only heard that the stronger the strength, the more difficult it is to pass... There is no reason why we can’t leave without cultivators.”

"Idiot, what do you know!"

As soon as Yinglong raised his paw, the huge desolate beast was sent flying several kilometers away.

"The passage from Samsara Pool to the human world has a thunder calamity added to the body, and it directly smashes the primordial spirit. Unless it is a cultivator who has come from the past, no one can stabilize the primordial spirit and not separate from the body. Buddhist cultivators will also abandon the physical body and only protect the primordial spirit. God, and you, can only be reduced to pieces and fall into reincarnation forever!!" Ying Long lowered his tail indifferently, and violently sent a wave of soul refining water flying, his voice became even more terrifying and sharp, "The sky is halfway through, except for the reincarnation pool, the fairyland There is no place to split the space, only Samsara Pool!"

All the immortals looked at each other in surprise, looking at Buddha Xiu with hostility.

Almost instantly, the cultivators standing among them were forcibly isolated, and the gods surrounding them had complicated eyes and uncertain expressions.

"It's troublesome..." Shenjizi murmured.

This time, he did not vomit blood, nor gained anything. After a long while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and sent a message with his spiritual sense: "Take out all the magic weapons, today I am afraid..."

"Never die." The founder of the Rizhao Sect looked around.

The various sects almost took action at that time, the higher the seniority, the stronger the strength, the longest ascension slowly came to the periphery, leaving the youngest junior in the middle.

Over there, the head of Changcheng Sect looked at Ying Long coldly:

"What do you want?"

Yes, this is what the countless gods and Buddhas present wanted to ask.

If there is only the road of Samsara Pond, what can you do, Ancient Immortal Ying Long?Stop the Ascendant and Buddha Cultivator who were born in the human world from leaving?Are you going to pull back even if you are going to die?

After all, I haven't reached the point of complete despair yet, so why not think of another way to engage in emotional disputes!

Ying Long looked down at the Samsara Pool, then raised a claw, grasped it in the void, and the space immediately shook. With the strength of Da Luo Jinxian, it was no problem to shake the mere third heaven: "Since you are here, why should I bother."

Saying that, Li Ran shouted to the desolate beasts beside him: "Sword Immortal, Zixiao Shenlei can only ascend after nine times of heavenly calamity! After taking this kind of primordial spirit, it is easy to resist the thunder disaster! If you don't want to die, do it!"

The desolate beasts all looked over at once, and the murderous aura tempered by years of living in the fairy world reappeared in their eyes.

"Roar—" Countless high-pitched shouts came and went.

"You can try it!" Sword Immortal Linghuan smiled instead of anger, and pressed his hand between his eyebrows. He was already holding the ice crystal transparent Qinghong Sword, and the blade of the sword groaned softly, easily dissolving the roars of the desolate beasts.

Except for the master of Changcheng sect, all the sword immortals also had horizontal swords in their hands.

The ancient immortals and desolate beasts all showed hesitation due to the long-standing taboo and fear.

"Idiot! There are only ten of them!" Ying Long scolded angrily. In fact, it is no wonder that it does not take these gods seriously. A desolate beast that escaped from heaven.Not to mention helping, he didn't even stand there waiting for a while, and turned around and ran to the seventh heaven.

Facing such a group of people, Ying Long neither looked down on them nor cared about their lives.

"You can't win even ten thousand battles. Such an idiot, let's be annihilated along with the fairy world!" Ying Long roared, suddenly turned his head, and the scales on his body made a sound like a weapon hitting hard.

"Haha, mere sword energy, what can I do? Changcheng, I can kill you once 5000 years ago, and I can kill you a second time! This time even the heavens are gone, I want to see how you can break free from reincarnation again , Become a fairy through calamity!"

With a roar, the dragon tail swept over.

The head of the Changcheng Sect remained silent, and a very shallow talisman that looked like square characters suddenly appeared between his brows.

Suddenly, a burst of pure and clear energy stirred the world, as if opening an invisible net, everyone froze suddenly, couldn't even move their eyeballs, and remained frozen there.

Only Ying Long was not affected in the slightest, and still slapped his paw in horror.

Countless black streamlines enveloped the tip of the claw, and it was a blow that tore apart the space with an astonishing force.

The collapse of the sky made it impossible for the fairy world to find a stable way to connect with the human world. Even if the space is broken, what is swept out is the power of destruction. Once touched, that part of the body will be disintegrated from the body.With Yinglong's claw, at least a hundred little immortals burst into a cloud of golden blood and fell from the sky.

"Small tricks! How dare you boast that the Samsara Pool is where you will be buried today!"

The master of Changcheng sect flipped his right hand, and suddenly a stream of light pierced through the sky, crushing the claw that was putting pressure on him.

"Tianyu Nine Virtues, break!"

With a long howl, Yinglong's huge body covering a radius of one hundred feet suddenly retreated, rolled up together with Jianguang, and sank into the clouds.Horrific crashing sounds kept ringing out, and the entire third heaven fell into obscurity.

The immortals who had been suppressed forcibly took the opportunity to flee in a hurry.

"Scales!"

Du Heng suddenly turned his head to avoid a flying shadow.

Half of Yinglong's shattered scales, the edges were still extremely sharp, piercing through the bodies of two unlucky Buddha cultivators.

"Master..." The corner of the falling snow-white robe was stained with golden blood.

Du Heng raised his head and stared at the sky.

Even he couldn't calm down the vast sword energy, if he discerned it carefully, it wasn't just one strand, it was like mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, riding a sword long, and controlling the aura of nine virtues, but nothing could not be broken.

The third layer of sky fluctuated accordingly, the sky was raised for a while, then suddenly lowered, and part of the sky was even distorted.

"This is Da Luo Jinxian..." Shen Jizi was dumbfounded.

The other ancient immortals and desolate beasts also had lingering fears, and the Sword Immortal was indeed terrifying.Even if the main cultivation base of Changcheng Sect is not enough, he can fight Ying Long without losing the wind.It seems that if we don't fight for a day and a night, there may be no results. At that time, I am afraid that the sky will not fall here, and the third heaven will be half defeated by this kind of unscrupulous war first.

Xing Tian stood there, touching the ax in a daze:

"This, this is impossible, when did this stinky bug become so powerful?"

Of course, Xing Tian, ​​you were imprisoned in the Netherworld, and your strength dropped again and again, but Ying Long was in a catastrophe. There was no elixir, plus the inexhaustible spiritual energy quenching the body, after more than 5000 years, there is such a gap!

At this time, a person in the crowd suddenly attacked a cultivator who had no sect alone.

"Boom!" Gu Xian made a move, another sneak attack, the cultivator didn't even have time to let out a scream, and the primordial spirit escaped.

The ancient immortal grabbed it, laughed loudly, and was about to refine it.

Unexpectedly, the people next to him also realized that it was not so easy to find a single cultivator, and half of them directly attacked the ancient fairy, trying to snatch the group of primordial spirits.

"Do it!" Shen Jizi yelled before the surrounding immortals would sacrifice their magic weapon.

Immediately, golden blood flew continuously in the sky, and screams rang out one after another.

Soon, those cultivators who had no martial arts all died, and the unlucky ones were also Buddhist cultivators.

The aura of the soaring cultivator is completely different from that of the people in the fairy world. You can almost tell it at a glance, and you can't hide it even if you want to hide it.

"hateful!!"

After all, Shennonggu is specialized in medicine, and its strength is far lower than other sects. It didn't take long for two people to die.

Several sword lights passed by, and the attack was only slightly slowed down.

Ying Long is right, the number of cultivators is small, and the number of sword immortals is even smaller, compared with so many people in the fairy world, even if they kill ten people, the encirclement circle in front of them will not loosen at all, but the situation is even more serious.

——Obtain the primordial spirit of a cultivator, and it is possible to go to the human world through the reincarnation pool safe and sound!

Sword Immortals, they might not be able to kill them, so could other cultivators not be able to.

If it really doesn't work, just grab it from the ancient immortal desolate beast that has already succeeded!

Yu Kun took Kaishan and Shashen in a daze, and according to the route instructions he got from his phone, he went around to the third heaven in a daze.

this is?what happened?

The immortal world was destroyed, why did they start killing each other again.

He hadn't figured out the situation yet, and a person rushed towards Elder Ri Zhaozong.

"court death!"

The figure changed, and the four-meter-long giant ax was in his hand, and he swung it down in a circle, and those who were weak could only retreat.

"Not good!" Sha Shen's face turned pale. After all, he has the strength of a god. After he blocked it, his blood surged and he was on the verge of falling, not to mention that there were attacks from all directions.

"Don't move, follow me!"

Yu Kun stomped his foot on the ground, and his body immediately inflated like a balloon.

——There is a fish in the North Sea, its name is the Kun, and the size of the Kun is unknown for thousands of miles.

Hundreds of hurricanes formed at the same time, and the turbulent waves formed by the soul refining water surged, and all the attacks hit the Kun's scales. For this big fish, it was like knocking on the back. With the help of the hurricane, the fish's tail was swung suddenly, and its powerful muscles and bones swept across thousands of miles.

"Yu Kun!"

The immortals of the Chengtian faction who were almost dispersed saw this big fish at a glance.

"It's Yu Kun! Retreat there. If we don't join hands today, we will have no chance!" Rizhao Zong also followed closely and flew over fighting and retreating.A disciple of the Tianyan Sect, who hadn't taken back the magic weapon he smashed out, saw that there was no hope of avoiding it, so he simply waved his hand. A cultivator who was born in a weapon refiner always carried countless materials and half-finished magic weapons with him, and suddenly exploded, following his body straight Straight into the monstrous water waves.

The soul that escaped was just snatched by an ancient immortal, and immediately shattered.

"Damn!"

The ancient immortal dodged quickly, but half of his arm was still dripping with blood.

With a sudden grab, he was about to attack another person from Shennonggu.

However, this is his last move.

A ray of green light brushed against his neck, followed by him widening his eyes in astonishment, watching the green light stab into the back of a desolate beast fiercely, blood spurting out, stained with the light of the sword, gold and blue, flowing indefinitely .

The last thing he saw was a figure holding a sword, flicking his sleeves following the movement of the sword.The shattered primordial spirits of the surrounding gods did not touch him at all.

——What a strong evil spirit.