This is what cultivating immortals is like

With the three immortal martial souls entering his body, Zhao Fangce's momentum rose higher and higher. In an instant, he had the capital to fight Lu Li for his life. Together with this, he also inherited part of his luck, and also affected the control of the Ten Emperor Wheels on the dragon's veins.

If this place hadn't been shrouded by the thirty-six stars of Tiangang, it would have directly caused a thunder disaster, and both of them would have perished together.

Lu Li didn't notice the difference. The strong men who could leave martial spirits were all the most outstanding emperors of the Zhao family. Coupled with the current emperor Zhao Fangce, it was normal for the four martial spirits to join forces and affect the dragon veins.

But the number of Tiangang has been achieved, and it is impossible for Zhao Fangce to take the dragon vein from his hands.

The moment the Ten Emperors Wheel was refined, he had already won.

Lu Li smiled ferociously, exuding endless demonic aura. He was 2.5 meters tall, with a face that was comparable to that of a fairy, distorted into an animal face, with a tiger head and body, holding a Fangtian painted halberd, and wearing bronze armor.

Lu Li has never experienced the catastrophe of transformation. He is in this state of a half-demon body. Revealing this figure shows that Zhao Fangce indeed made him feel threatened.

Golden light spread across the sky, and the evil spirit was washed away. The two of them reached the outside of Gushan City in an instant.

The vast plains are overturned. Zhao Fangce is holding a demon-slaying sword. Thousands of sword rays are shooting into the void. He possesses three martial arts spirits. His martial arts methods are powerful and defy the sky. His relatively fragile body is guarded by an iron unicorn, which integrates offense and defense. There are flaws to speak of.

Being suppressed by Zhao Fangce several times in a row, Lu Li was quite annoyed and angry. Fang Tian drew his halberd and shattered the void. The billowing demonic energy manifested into a roaring beast shadow, and he danced his nine long tails to suppress the world.

In the high sky, thirty-six stars twinkled. Zhao Fangce, who was sweeping the demonic clouds with his sword, froze and was swept to the ground by the grinning Lu Li's horizontal halberd.

A huge mushroom cloud rises, and when viewed from a high altitude, cracks spread across the plain, and a mottled eye socket is deeply sunken.

Zhao Fangce rose into the sky, his demon-slaying sword glowed with golden light, and a hundred-foot-long golden dragon surrounded him, resisting the surging power of the sea of ​​stars, and jumped in front of Lu Li.

Lu Li roared loudly and rolled up the demonic clouds, his body concealed in the dazzling galaxy, and the demonic energy spread out with no end in sight, solidifying an area of ​​heaven and earth, forming an obscure and incomprehensible absolute realm.

Zhao Fangce was as fast as lightning, leaving a trail of afterimages of his golden figure. Following the guidance of the three martial spirits, he reached the eye of the galaxy formation. In just a few breaths, he broke through the formation that Lu Li was proud of.

There is no way, both sides are too familiar with each other.

Lu Li was well versed in the Zhao family's martial arts and could perform a set with his eyes closed, while Wuhun was so familiar with the demon clan's formations that they could be engraved deep in his soul even after death.

On the sidelines, two imperial guards, thirty-one and thirty-six, stood ready, their muscles tensed, ready to rush into the battlefield at any time and give Zhao Fangce a chance to deliver a fatal blow.

It is said that he is an imperial guard, but it is not a trump card in Zhao Fangce's hand.

"Brothers, why are you so excited? Look at me, I'm not in a hurry at all."

A lazy voice came to his ears, thirty-one and thirty-six eyes suddenly shrank, and the soul's body felt like it had fallen into an ice cave.

Liu Fen put his hands on the shoulders of Thirty-one and Thirty-six, and looked at the fierce battle in the distance. He found that Lu Li seemed to be at a disadvantage, and couldn't help but praise: "What did I say? We all rely on hatred to support each other. Everyone is supporting each other." I’m tired. It’s impossible to shake hands and make peace. It’s okay to live without contact until death!”

Yes, he was praising himself.

Thirty-one and thirty-six couldn't hear what Liu Fen said, their faces and facial features were surrounded by green light, and their full-blooded bodies seemed to have been drained of strength. It was extremely difficult to move their eyelids.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not here to kill people. I'll leave after watching this good show." Seeing that the two of them were extremely nervous, Liu Di, the man on the left and right, hurriedly comforted them.

Because of the identity of the Demon King, these words are seriously unconvincing.

…

In Gushan City, the Five Great Demonic Flags stand still.

The group of demons vented their evil spirits, condensed the demon clan's formation battle method, transformed into the phantom of the big demon, and bombarded the five-color city wall indiscriminately.

The defenders and the monks were retreating steadily. They were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers and had no rear support, so they could only protect the five banners.

If Qiu Yin hadn't been struck by the wisdom of two generations of bottles, killing monsters like hemp, walking through mountains of corpses and seas of blood without blinking an eye, this city wall would have been broken.

It seems that the overall situation is still under control, but in fact, it is not the case. Tu Yuan is running around trying to fix the leaks. He is fighting against the two demon generals Jie Ren and Wu Ou alone, and has reached a critical point.

Given some time to breathe, she didn't have to bow down, and she could kill these two demon generals with the help of the two-life bottle. However, everything was planned by Lu Li, and she couldn't even find a chance to breathe.

Tu Yuan blasted open the Great Demon Seal of the Five Emperors, knocking back Ji Ren and Wu Ou. The two demons realized that Tu Yuan's strength was not as strong as before, and they grinned fiercely, revealing their half-demon body. The gloomy demon cloud spread out, so heavy that Tu Yuan couldn't breathe.

On the other side, Demon General Kuiling also had an absolute advantage.

The garrison monks of Gushan City either rushed to the aid of the three surrounding cities, or gathered five banners to kill the monster soldiers. The only opponents left for him, or decent opponents, were Zhan Lexian, Zhan Hongqu, and Zhao Wuyou.

One mediocrity, two pitfalls, Kui Ling, who was in the Great Perfection Stage and was invincible with fists and kicks, suddenly showed the powerful demeanor of the Tribulation Stage.

Bang! ! !

Kui Ling displayed a half-demon body, three meters tall, with flamboyant red hair and a mouth full of ferocious fangs. He knocked Zhao Wuyou away with his elbow and dodged to avoid the sword light coming from the father and daughter.

"Fourth Style: Sword Prison!"

The cold light haloed the atomized sword energy, and while the thunder shook, four great flowing swords blocked the southeast, northwest, and stood pointing to the sky, imprisoning Kui Ling with nowhere to escape.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the murderous intent is boundless.

Faced with a strong enemy, Zhan Lexian did not hold back at all. His violent sword intent exploded in an instant, and the Zhongxiao sword pillar twisted the void, splitting Kuiling's powerful demon body, and bursting into a puff of blood mist.

"Hohohoho——"

Kui Ling roared in pain, his eyes were gouged out by the sword light, two bloody holes glared at Zhan Lexian, his arms inserted into the void, his muscles twisted and twisted, and he used brute force to tear the four streamers into several pieces.

No skills, just pure violence.

Zhan Lexian narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly said something outrageous.

It was not that he was surprised that Kui Ling was not lacking in physical strength, but that he found that his pretty-faced sect leader was on the same level as the demon clan. As the strongest sword holder of the Tianjian Sect, he also rolled up his sleeves and shook his fists during battle.

Thinking of this, Kui Ling's already disgusting face became even uglier.

There is no unnecessary emotion, it is all personal grudges.

Zhan Lexian burned his magic power and broke an elder's sword with a bang. His body turned into white light, and his sword merged into one. He rushed down with a mighty force, penetrated Kuiling's chest, and broke out of his body.

Kui Ling looked up to the sky and screamed in pain, his red eyes describing a madman. With a long sword in his hand, he stepped forward to catch up with Zhan Lexian who used the sword-breaking technique.

Zhan Lexian surged with mana all over his body, unleashed his sword light in all directions, and relied on his mighty edge to forcibly suppress the tyrannical body of a demon general.

Maybe it’s because some characters were brought in, and they performed beyond their level.

Zhao Wuyou stood up with his sword and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth. His little white hair was stained with blood and full of evil spirits. He looked at one of the thirty-six phantoms, his eyes filled with crazy killing intent.

On the other side, Zhan Hongqu gritted his teeth and watched his father fall into a bitter battle, but he couldn't do much to help. If I had known this, I should have put aside my reserve that night and studied the Immortal Sword Intent with Lu Bei.

It was of no use to say this now. She took out the iron sword that she had carried for many years with her backhand and broke it in a sword-breaking technique.

Another ray of white light rushed into the battle circle, and two rays of white light pierced vertically and horizontally, causing Kuiling to retreat continuously. His body was covered with sword marks without a single good piece of flesh.

One Daweitian, the other Dasutian. The two of them combined their sword intent, which was enough to break through Kuiling Qiang's physical body, but it was still not enough to kill his soul.

After a cup of tea, a strong white skeleton three meters tall stood on the ground. The bones were covered with flesh and blood, and they healed themselves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your Majesty gave me the undefeated spirit. You two have sharp swords in your hands, but you still want to kill me?" Kui Ling roared wildly, and his half-healed body was washed away by the frenzy of demonic energy, and thick black mist swept away. , forcing the father and daughter to retreat continuously.

Bang! ! !

A loud bang exploded in the air.

The black figure landed on the ground, creating a deep pit in the sunken ground. It rose and fell several times in a row, and finally fell at Zhao Wuyou's feet.

Tu Yuan stood up in embarrassment, stroked the black hair around his ears, raised his hand and put it on Zhao Wuyou's shoulder: "Give me some more mana, and I can fight for another three hundred rounds."

After saying that, he turned over a Five Emperors Great Demonic Seal to overturn the chasing Jie Ren and Wu Ou.

This was her last highlight. She sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and poured all her mana into the five great demon flags to resist the monsters who could not break through the last line of defense of Gushan City.

"The three of you quickly go behind the battle flag. I'm blocking you here, so you have no worries."

Zhao Wuyou resolutely refused to obey. As a partial general, he vowed to live and die with the main general.

Zhan Lexian nodded decisively, picked up his treasure and turned into white light and rushed towards the Great Demon Flag of the Five Directions.

At this time, Zhan Hongqu had exited the Broken Sword state, and Zhan Lexian, who had a rich background, could still persist. When passing by Tu Yuan, he grabbed Zhao Wuyou's back lead and caused trouble for himself.

Ignoring the sect leader, the average quality of the sword cultivators of Tianjian Sect is still acceptable.

boom! ! !

Three demon generals stepped forward. Tu Yuan pushed away the black demonic tide with both hands, blocking the three demons from advancing.

Suddenly, star beams fell from the sky, breaking most of Tu Yuan's bones, crushing her and sending her into a deep pit in the earth.

The bottle of two lifetimes was dim, Qiu Yin's IQ returned to the high point, and his red eyes blocked Zhan Lexian's path.

The three demons were no longer able to stop them. Ji Ren raised his arms horizontally and folded the space to come behind Zhan Lexian. He stretched out his sharp claws, intending to pierce Zhan Hongqu and Zhao Wuyou into gourds.

Zhan Lexian's figure suddenly stopped, turned around and swung down the mighty sky. Using the sword-breaking method, he was as fast as lightning, and the scorching white sword light deeply stung the beast pupils of his eyes.

Uh-huh!

The sword fell, and the cum was intact.

Zhan Lexian felt a light touch on his hand, looked down, and saw that his right hand holding the sword was broken at the elbow.

Wu Ou held the mighty sword in his hand, suppressing the black sword that was trembling crazily like it was going berserk, and swallowed a severed arm: "What a sharp sword. The treasure is covered in dust, and it will belong to the general from now on."

As soon as the words fell, four demon generals surrounded him. Wu Ou slashed down with the mighty sky and went straight to kill the Lexian Tianling.

Violent murderous intent roared towards him, Zhan Lexian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking for an opportunity to activate his sword talisman and teleport his little cotton-padded jacket away.

Buzz!

The mighty sky hung above Zhan Lexian's head. Under Zhan Lexian's astonished gaze, Wu Ou continued to roar but could not suppress it even one point.

"Wu Ou, what are you doing?"

"There's something wrong with this sword. It's... disobedient."

"Generally speaking, they are obedient..."

The faint sound came through the void, and the four demons froze and suddenly looked up into the sky.

The black crack opened, and the head of a hundred-meter-long evil dragon slowly poked out.

"Prisoner Dragon King?!"

The four demons were stunned for a moment, and the next second, the head of the evil dragon with dull eyes smashed straight to the ground.

The prison dragon didn't come, only a head came.

"..."x4

The four demon generals were stunned and couldn't understand what was happening even if they tried to break their heads.

The scorching white sword light shattered the eye sockets, hitting thirty-six stars that flickered on and off. A figure full of evil energy stepped out, and the cold voice made the demon's hair stand on end: "Ugly ghost, take your dirty hands away, don't touch my sect leader's sword."