Taiping Inn

After Li Xuandu swept away the "Nine Sons Mother Heavenly Ghost" that hurt the heaven and the earth with one sword, he did not hold back and floated up.

During this period, Wang Tianxiao wanted to attack again, but he had been alone against Li Xuandu before, forcibly delaying time. Although he successfully opened the Demon Well, he was also severely injured by Li Xuandu and was already at the end of his strength.

How can the end of the strength of the Heavenly Man-Made Realm be compared with the end of the strength of the Longevity Realm? Wang Tianxiao was swept away by Li Xuandu's sleeve containing the power of six disasters and fell to the ground with a bang. Even if Wang Tianxiao learned the method of resolving the "Xiaoyao Six Void Tribulations" from the Earth Master, how could he resolve it when the two sides were one realm apart?

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Yin-Yang Sect disciples and Zhengyi Sect disciples retreated one after another.

There is no need to say more about the Zhengyi Sect disciples. The scene of Li Xuandu breaking through the Zhengyi Sect's "Taishang Sanqing Dragon and Tiger Formation" with his own strength is still in front of them, and they have already experienced the power of Mr. Qingping.

As for the disciples of Yin Yang Sect, even though they were in the enemy camp, when they saw the familiar "Yin Yang Immortal Clothes", they couldn't help but sigh. This was the successor selected by the Earth Master himself. This was what the Earth Master's successor should look like!

Old Man Zang roared, and his entire left arm suddenly disintegrated, turning into a giant arm that was forcibly condensed by countless mud, corpses, and dirty blood. It was about twenty feet long, exuding rolling corpse gas, and swept towards Li Xuandu.

This was exactly the arm of "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Strength". After Old Man Zang merged with "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Strength", he himself had become a half-human, half-ghost existence. Even if it was difficult for him to achieve the cultivation of the realm of immortality in this life, his strength was really not to be underestimated. I'm afraid that even ordinary Confucian hermits might not be his opponents.

Unfortunately, he met Li Xuandu.

Li Xuandu just casually blocked with his sword.

Not only did this arm fail to hurt Li Xuandu, but it was easily cut off by the "Purple Cloud" in Li Xuandu's hand.

After the broken part of the arm fell to the ground, it scattered, as if it had spirits, and rushed towards the old man like thousands of snakes and insects, and returned to the old man's body. Although the old man now still maintains his human form on the surface, he is actually no different from the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Strength".

Li Xuandu took a deep breath, "Old man Zang, I am actually very glad that you did not choose to surrender. If I really spared your life, I would inevitably suffer moral pressure. After all, you have committed many evil deeds, which are too numerous to list. Even if you are willing to repent, there are people who are destined not to forgive your crimes. As the person who made this decision, I am also inevitably criticized. Although I don't care about my reputation so much, I don't care about it at all. I still care about it if I can. But if I kill you directly, it will be disadvantageous to the situation. Fortunately, you refused."

Before he finished speaking, Li Xuandu slashed with a sword.

The old man raised his arm to block, but Li Xuandu cut off the arm at the root.

Li Xuandu took another breath, "Old Man Zang, Zaoge Sect has taken too many detours under your hands. I want to re-establish Zaoge Sect and set things right. Killing you today is just to make a break with the past Zaoge Sect, and use your head to prove that today's Zaoge Sect is completely different from the past."

Li Xuandu slashed down with his sword again.

Old Man Zang remained silent, and his right arm disintegrated. The same mud, blood, and broken limbs and debris turned into a giant palm, pressing down on Li Xuandu's head.

The result was that the giant palm was directly split by Li Xuandu.

At this time, Old Man Zang had to admit a fact that Li Xuandu was indeed a cultivator of the Changsheng Realm. Although he was not as good as the Earth Master of the past, he was more than enough to deal with the Tianren Renhua Realm, and he was indeed qualified to say those words to him.

Thinking of this, Old Man Zang flew out without hesitation.

The Demon Suppression Platform stood on the cliff. Without the obstruction of the "Great Dragon and Tiger Formation of the Supreme Three Pure Ones", the Tibetan old man easily left the range of the main peak of Yunjin Mountain and entered the surrounding mountains.

Li Xuandu followed closely. In the sight of the Tibetan old man, he could only see countless brilliant purple sword lights exploding, trying to crush him alive.

The Tibetan old man had no choice but to finally reveal his true form, that is, the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power".

The appearance of the "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Power" was no different from that of the Tibetan old man, but it was countless times larger, like a giant god in ancient legends. What was even more horrifying was that countless eyes were born on the Tibetan old man's skin, densely packed, as many as tens of thousands. At the same time, there were countless mouths, which showed white teeth when opened, but no tongue, and yellow-brown thick water flowed from them.

The Tibetan old man's arms had been fully restored and crossed in front of him. Just this action, many broken limbs and debris fell from its body, accompanied by dark blood, and bursts of blood rain.

"Zixia" turned into a sword light of a hundred feet, and fell on the arms of the old man Zang, just like an ordinary person's flesh and blood body facing the iron and steel weapons head-on, the result can be imagined.

In an instant, the arms of the old man Zang began to collapse directly, countless bones and corpses were scattered, and dirty blood and corpse water fell like a torrential rain.

The last time they fought, Li Xuandu used all his strength to break one arm of "Ten Thousand Corpses of Great Strength", but now Li Xuandu, even if he only had half of his cultivation left, could easily break both arms of the old man Zang.

The old man Zang roared.

The wreckage of the arm that had already collapsed quickly gathered under the pull of the corpse gas. The corpse, bones, and blood piled up again, and then turned into two huge arms and rose up from the ground, like a flat ground. The steep mountain peaks, with both palms closing directly towards Li Xuandu.

"Ten Thousand Corpse Powerful Lord" is not a living person. The dead arm is cut off, and the dropped broken arm will naturally become a dead object. However, "Ten Thousand Corpse Powerful Lord" is just a person in the form of an empty figure, and the broken arm is also " As long as the corpse is full of energy, even if he can cut the "Ten Thousand Corpse Powerful Lord" into countless pieces, it can be reorganized again.

Zaoge Sect is a well-deserved expert in the use of yin energy, corpse energy, death energy and evil energy. The reason why Lao Zang left the Demon-Suppressing Platform was to absorb the earth energy and turn it into corpse energy. At this time, he showed his true deity and established his foothold. On the earth, the corpse is full of energy, and the eyes and mouth on the surface of the body begin to "float", revealing the outline of the human face, just like the sinking corpse at the bottom of the water begins to float to the water.

The two giant palms closed, trapping Li Xuan in it. Taking advantage of this opportunity, these eyes and mouths turned into countless human faces, which were extremely cunning. Some could barely see the faces before their birth, and it was obvious that they were not old; some had rotten flesh and bones exposed, or Long corpse hair grew and dark skin was obviously old. No matter how old or short he was, his mouth was full of low roars like wild animals, staring at Li Xuandu.

Such a huge corpse energy actually corrodes a ray of Yin and Yang gap in the Yang world, causing vague signs of Yin and Yang reversal here. The ghost is in the sun, and is limited everywhere, unable to see the sunlight, the wind in the sky, and cannot be close to the human body. If yin and yang are reversed, the ghost will completely lose all restrictions, while the living people will be restricted everywhere. Although the old man Zang is limited by his realm cultivation and cannot achieve real yin and yang reversal, a large amount of yin energy is used from this line of yin and yang gap, just like opening the gate to release floods. If there are living people here, they will be forced to do it immediately. It is very terrifying to transform into a living zombie.

At this moment, countless purple lights emerged from the fingers of the two giant palms that trapped Li Xuandu. The two giant palms shattered inch by inch, and there was no possibility of rebirth. Then Li Xuandu swept forward and then took another sword. No matter what magical powers Old Man Zang have, Li Xuan just drew a sword, and the sword moves were simple, they were nothing more than chopping, stabbing, and blocking.

But this sword broke through the corpse energy in the sky and stabbed into the old man Tibetan.

Compared with the huge body of Old Man Zang, this sword was really insignificant, but in an instant, countless cracks appeared on Old Man Zang's body and spread rapidly.

Li Xuandu drew his sword and came out. "Zixia" is an immortal object, not even a bit dirty.

Li Xuanduo stood up with his sword, his body constantly rising, reaching above the Nine Heavens. Then he slashed down with a sword, and a vast rainbow light was carried out behind him. From a distance, it looked like the Milky Way fell to the sky.

The power of this sword is far greater than that of previous swords.

There is a thread wherever the sword passes. This thread started from the top of the old man Tibetan's head and ended up in the lower abdomen. The old man Tibetan was chopped in half by the sword. Countless faces on his body screamed in unison, as if the dying person was crying in despair.

The "Ten Thousand Corpse Powerful Lord" broke out with a bang, and its momentum was like a mountain collapse, with countless broken limbs and debris and blood falling like rain.