Something is wrong with Jian Zun

The moment Fuyue Immortal Venerable closed his eyes, an incomparably powerful sense of oppression emanated from him, and the black sword that fell to the ground quickly returned to its place!

Almost at the same moment, Chu Zhaoliu seemed to hear the sound of something breaking in his ear.

After being imprisoned for a hundred years, even with the surging spiritual power that was unblocked by the elixir carefully refined by Yan Zhuchen, it surged out at this moment, soaking every inch of the spiritual veins, and the spiritual veins that were nourished by the spiritual power would no longer Return to the burning pain of the past.

Chu Zhaoliu hooked his fingertips, and looked down at his hands in surprise.

The curse was lifted.

The Fallen Immortal who opened his eyes again had no more emotion in his eyes, and even when he looked at Chu Wen, he was no longer moved.

The Buchun sword was thrown out, and a black air lingered out, like endless, almost covering the sky and the sun.

The last sliver of good thoughts that can restrain the mind escapes, it is the evil thoughts that have swelled for thousands of years.

The white wolf king was suddenly bald by the black mist, and cursed angrily: "I'm sick! The fairy world is dead, what are you doing!"

The Fallen Immortal glanced coldly at the endless land: "Those respectable Shangxians, don't they want to protect the mortals the most. The fate of the sluggish clan is not their fate, so what are these mayflies?"

At the same time as he opened his mouth, those unquenchable sky fires were actually extinguished in one place.

Judging by the direction, it is where Gu Junyi went!

Xie Ming and Chu Zhaoliu looked at each other, then held Minghong tightly, and said calmly, "Go and help Gu Junyi, leave this to us."

Buchun's sword bid farewell to Immortal Fuyue, and the rest is the "Fallen Immortal" who will never die with them.

Xie Ming was right, and Chu Wen knew exactly what he should do at this time.

He gritted his teeth hard, took one last look at the familiar face, led the White Wolf King, and resolutely turned away.

"Did I let you go?" The Fallen Immortal sneered, and the ominous black mist spread out again.

In the next moment, two sword blades wrapped in spiritual power like flowing brilliance tore through the black mist, and attacked him with a murderous aura!

Chu Zhaoliu said coolly, "Then did I ask you to stop me?"

Xie Ming was seriously injured, yet he was able to use such power.

Even more frightening was Chu Zhaoliu.

This is the first time since Chu Zhaoliu was injured at the age of 14 that his spirit veins were injured, he was able to use his spiritual power without hindrance and at will. The light that bloomed from the sword was like moonlight, extremely beautiful, but also extremely terrifying.

It was the first time that the Fallen Immortal faced Chu Zhaoliu who was in peak form. He was already injured, but under the attack of the two of them, for the first time, he showed signs of decline and decisively hid in the black mist.

The black mist scattered around the sky this week is quite troublesome, it is not an ordinary mist, it is extremely evil.

Xie Ming said decisively: "I'll disperse them."

"No, I'll do it!" Chu Zhaoliu directly refused, Xie Ming was just trying to hold on, and if he spent more blood, his cultivation could go back decades.

He was about to bite off the tip of his tongue and cast a spell to disperse the mist with blood essence, when a clear and distant bell rang in the distant sky.

Accompanied by the merciful Buddha's name, the black mist suddenly melted like ice and fire.

Far away, a monk stood in the air, nodding slightly towards the two of them.

It's Tan Yuan!

The figure of the Fallen Immortal was revealed, Chu Zhaoliu immediately withdrew his posture, and he and Xie Mo held hands tightly, and the spiritual power flowed and communicated with each other.

Just like the cooperation at the bottom of the sea.

What's different is that this time, he used all the moves that were once restricted!

Xie Ming's sword was fierce and domineering, while Chu Zhaoliu's sword was as light as the wind, combining strength and softness, and they cooperated incomparably tacitly. In just a moment, the body of the Fallen Immortal was already dripping with blood.

The precise calculation has been broken by Fuyue Immortal who suddenly appeared, and the Fallen Immortal despises mortals without composure, showing a bit of embarrassment on the verge of collapse.

"Impossible..." The Fallen Immortal gasped anxiously, completely unwilling to be forced into this situation by two mortals, "Just two mortals!"

This Fallen Immortal has lost the trace of complex humanity that Master brought.

It was also this Fallen Immortal who took the lives of Lumingzong's whole family.

Xie Ming swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and closed his eyes: "It's enough to take your life."

Fallen Immortal was retreating steadily, suddenly laughed: "Xie Ming, do you know how your parents died?"

Back then when Luming Sect was besieged by the demon clan, Xie Ming was hastily taken away by several elders. After five years of separation, Immortal Fuyue summoned hundreds of families to resist the demon clan and rushed to Lihai to collect the bones for his parents.

He didn't even have time to see them for the last time, neither in life nor after death.

It is also because of this that even though he was only taking refuge in Fuyue Sect, Xie Ming still worshiped Fuyue Xianzun as his teacher temporarily, and always respected him.

Xie Ming took a breath, and his movements inevitably slowed down.

Chu Zhaoliu raised his eyebrows sharply, his sword energy was like a rainbow, almost splitting the air: "Shut up!"

The fallen fairy's chest was pierced by sword energy, but he didn't realize it, and the corner of his mouth raised a malicious arc: "They embraced each other, and were pierced by the lowest flower demon vines. Some demon clans like to eat human flesh..."

Chu Zhaoliu was furious and shouted, "I tell you to shut up!"

"噗" another sword, the terrifying sword intent tore out tiny space cracks.

Fallen Immortal still whispered softly: "There are still monster races who like to devour the souls of human races, especially the souls of cultivators. The higher the cultivation level, the more delicious it is..."

Chu Zhaoliu's chest rose and fell, and he looked at Xie Ming eagerly: "Xie San, don't listen to him."

"They died so miserably, why can you still tolerate the monster race and cooperate with them? Aren't you very strong, why don't you kill them all, kill all those who only care about themselves when they are attacked in Lihai and don't want to rescue them? Selfish people..."

Fallen Immortal's voice was full of bewitching meaning.

Since Xie Ming had a heart demon before, he must be unstable in mood, if he can hook another heart demon, that would be great.

Even if you can't hook out the inner demon, as long as you plant a seed about the monster race and grow quietly, it will explode in time.

The fate of these two people is intertwined, and he calculated that he will lose to the hands of these two people, so Chu Zhaoliu will be stronger after he is completely unblocked, and it is delusional to want one person to kill immortals.

But what if we lose today?

Xie Ming will become the second "Fallen Immortal".

Although the tragedy of the Luming Sect was not the same as the death of the Man clan back then, there are still similarities.

Fallen Immortal believes that all this is in Xie Ming's heart, and it is impossible not to leave traces.

However, just like the thoughts that flashed through Chu Zhaoliu's mind before, the Fallen Immortal didn't understand Xie Ming enough after all.

There were thunderous rumbles in the gloomy sky, Xie Ming's hand holding the sword was still steady and unruffled, after listening to all the temptations of the Fallen Immortal, he just closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, although the fundus of his eyes were red, they were still clear.

Xie Ming said with a blank face: "Have you said enough?"

The sword energy was aroused to the extreme at this moment, the Fallen Immortal only heard the last of his voice fall, and then a shooting star struck in his eyes.

...Where did the meteor come from?

The pupils of the Fallen Immortal dilated instantly, and then there was a sudden pain in his chest, a huge force took him, and with a bang, he was nailed to the huge bronze gate suspended in the air!

Shocking sword.

The dazzling aura dissipated, and Xie Ming's cold eyes came into view again.

The Fallen Immortal struggled to pull out the Minghong sword: "You...can't kill me..."

Before he finished speaking, the Wuming Sword flew over and was grasped by a pair of slender hands. With a sound of "Duo", it pierced through the center of the eyebrows, and completely nailed him to the fairy gate.

The world was silent.

Even though the curse was undone, Chu Zhaoliu was still extremely tired from this battle.

He let out a long breath, looked down at the fallen fairy's gradually frozen expression, and asked softly, "Have you been crazy enough?"

Fallen Immortal's voice was extremely hoarse: "Do you think this is the end?"

The seeds he planted in Xie Ming's heart will grow into towering giant trees sooner or later.

Xie Ming suddenly understood the treacherous and unpredictable thoughts of the Fallen Immortal. After a moment of silence, he glanced at Chu Zhaoliu, and wiped off the blood on his face flatly: "I am not you, and I will never become you."

He knows exactly who to hate and who to kill.

The Fallen Immortal stared slightly at that clear and lingling gaze.

Because the eyebrows were also pierced by the blade of the sword, he could only turn a very small amount, and looked away, looking at the lifeless fairy world.

Many years ago, after the catastrophe came, the immortal world and the demon world, who were fighting endlessly, probably could not escape.

Heaven treats everyone equally.

Love, hate, bitterness and hatred all perish.

It seems that it is time to wake up from this long dream.

A hint of sarcasm and inexplicable relief slowly appeared on the face of the Fallen Immortal, his lips moved, and he said inaudibly: "It's over..."

His body turned into flying ash without a sound, and drifted down, half of it fell into the fairy gate, and half of it went with the wind, flying into the vast world.

Old Ancestor, I have not failed you.

Chu Zhaoliu thought sadly, thinking of Chu Qianqiu who was sitting behind the fairy gate back then, staring at the gate that separated the two worlds, licked the tip of his teeth, and showed a not-so-kind smile: "Xie San , I don’t think this door is necessary.”

As soon as Xie Ming met his eyes, he understood what he meant, and nodded slowly: "I think so too."

The two drew back Minghong and Wuming, and raised their swords at the same time——

There was a huge bang, resounding through the sky and shaking the four fields.

Whether it is a cultivator trapped in the flames of the large formation, a demon clan who is on the way to give first aid, or a medical cultivator who is walking among the wounded in the three camps of humans, monsters and demons with a medical kit on his shoulders, they are still shivering and embracing each other tightly. The mortals who took refuge in the city turned their heads involuntarily and looked in the direction of Fuyue Mountain in astonishment.

The sound spread from Central Continent to West Continent, south to Lihai, and then to the extreme north, and it lingered for a long time.

In the gradually extinguishing fire, all the creatures heard the loud noise.

Chu Zhaoliu got his wish and split the fairy gate that he had disliked for a long time.

The establishment of the fairy gate at the beginning may have some deep meaning, but in the end, it is just a hurdle for the high-ranking immortals to select those who are pleasing to the eye to enter the fairy world.

It was indeed the fault of those who didn't open the fairy gate back then, but the fairy gate really shouldn't exist anymore.

From now on, if you want to go to the fairyland again, you don't need to collect all the keys to break the fairy gate. If you want to go to the fairyland, it all depends on whether you can ascend, depending on your ability.

I don't know if it's because the barrier between the two worlds was broken because of the splitting of this fairy gate, and the spiritual power of the human world seems to be much stronger than before.

A light rain fell from the gloomy sky, completely extinguishing the flames on the four fields.

The fallen fairy is dead.

The remaining formations only need to be dismantled.

Master also...disappeared in the world.

Chu Zhaoliu was in a trance for a moment, raised his head and was about to talk to Xie Ming, when his eyes darkened, the invincible Sect Master Xie collapsed like a jade mountain, and fell silently.

"Thank you three!"

Chu Zhaoliu hurriedly hugged him, and only then did he realize that his injuries were much more serious than he had imagined.

Not far away, Tan Yuan, who helped him dispel the black mist, recovered from the shock and quickly came to them.

Tan Yuan knew that she was not strong enough to participate in the battle just now, so she didn't come here just now as a drag.

Chu Zhaoliu opened his mouth, and just when he was about to speak, he felt a deep sense of dizziness sweeping his whole body. His eyes darkened, and he almost passed out on the spot. He subconsciously hugged Xie Ming tightly: "Tan Yuan!"

Tan Yuan responded: "What's the matter, Sect Master Xie, is the injury too serious? When I came over, I met Master Yan from the Valley of Divine Medicine, and he should be here soon."

"Well," Chu Zhaoliu hugged Xie Ming tightly, and before he passed out, he tried to regain his sense of consciousness, but actually he ordered, "Don't take Xie Ming's clothes while he's unconscious!"

Tan Yuan was silent for a while in a strange way: "...I think no one is interested in this except you."

Chu Zhaoliu: "Don't pick me up either."

Sect Master Xie will be jealous.

Tan Yuan: "...I don't think anyone will be interested in this except Sect Master Xie."

"Put the two of us together so that we can see each other as soon as we wake up."

How could he be so good before he passed out?

Tan Yuan couldn't help laughing, nodded: "Understood, what else can I order?"

Chu Zhaoliu felt that he had considered everything that should be considered, thought for a moment, and uttered a few words: "Catch us."

After he finished speaking, his eyes darkened, he no longer held on, and honestly passed out.