True Immortal of the Netherworld

Outside the border city, jade dragons and snow flew. The earth is covered with silver.

Outside the city gate, more than ten armed guards specially brought by the old man in white robe surrounded the young man in green Yu Yang. It is particularly eye-catching against the surrounding white snow.

These armed guards in blue all held swords in their right hands, and then lightly touched the fingertips of their left hands on the blade, and bright red blood dripped on the blade.

As they recited the spells, the silver knives in their hands began to buzz. With the blessing of the power of blood essence, streaks of blood-colored electric arcs emitted from the surface of the blades, making a crackling sound.

Immediately afterwards, the guards in blue all threw out the long knives in their hands.

More than a dozen long knives whirled around, the tips of the knives pointed downward, and swished into the ground beneath their feet.

Without stopping for a moment, these armed guards squatted down neatly and pressed their hands on the ground.

They chanted secret words in their mouths, spitting out runes like blood snakes from their palms, and quickly connected them into a large piece, like a huge bloody spider web covering Yu Yang's position. It is like a powerful sword array inspired by the power of blood soul.

As the guards in blue continued to inject their blood soul power into the formation.

"Buzz." The ground shook suddenly.

In an instant, countless phantoms of long knives appeared on the ground. These phantoms of long knives were not real objects. Each handle was the same size as the real thing. They were connected together to form a closed sword formation.

When the young man in green saw this, he thought to himself: "Is the sword formation a barrier? This will suppress my profound power and soul power, and restrict my actions. This lord is indeed very scheming. Such a formation can indeed be used to a certain extent." My "Jiu Xian Walk" was restricted, and without the advantage of the "Jiu Xian Walk", he thought he was superior to me just by comparing my profound strength and soul power."

Seeing that the formation was completed, the old man in white robe flipped his wrist, and there was a bright broad-backed broadsword in his palm. There is a pattern of a white python engraved on the surface of the knife. The white python's mouth is full of blood and its two eyes are flashing with an evil red light.

The white snow falling in the sky was cut into pieces by the powerful aura emanating from the white python knife before it reached the surface of the blade.

That’s right, that’s right!

The sword has the intention of the sword, and the sword has the intention of the sword!

Peak swordsmen are often very domineering in their sword intentions, and as the chief minister of Qingtan Kingdom, the white-robed old man is not only a wily civil servant, but also a peak swordsman. In the past, there were countless powerful opponents who drank their blood from the white python knife in his hand.

But the sword intention shown by the white-robed old man was domineering and had delicate connotations, just like his own thoughts. The meaning of the knife is like the temperament of the person holding the knife, which is also the result of the unity of man and knife.

Before the knife was released, the desire to cut was already surging.

The old man in white robe was holding a white python sword, looking at the young man in green across from him, thinking, this sword array will not only restrain your movements, but also strengthen the power of the white python sword in my hand. I have such a geographical advantage, and my cultivation level should still surpass yours. Therefore, I am 80% sure of capturing you today.

With the decision made, the old man in white robe said loudly: "Yu Yang, for the sake of Princess Qingtan, I will give you another chance. If not, don't blame me for being ruthless with the white python knife in my hand."

"Hehe." The young man in green smiled easily, "People who like to drink are always sentimental, and people who like to use knives are always ruthless."

When the old man in white robe heard this, his eyebrows stood up, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.

Without further ado, the white-robed old man was fully practicing his mysterious skills, and circles of white soul power ripples spread out from under his feet, hidden in the surrounding white snow scene, making it difficult for people to detect.

The white-robed old man's cultivation level is at the second level of the divine level. In a small cultivation country like Qingtan Kingdom, he is naturally regarded as a first-rate master.

Those who have reached the level of spiritual cultivation will condense their own divine space within their bodies. The divine realm space of monks at the divine level is mostly derived from the five attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

The attributes of the divine realm space are the same as the physical attributes of the divine level monks themselves. After a divine monk cultivates out of the divine space, it is equivalent to being blessed with the same five elements of divine power in the divine space, and his skill will increase exponentially. This is why a divine monk is much stronger than an immortal monk.

As the divine space becomes stronger, the cultivation levels of divine monks will continue to increase.

The divine realm in the purple mansion space of the white-robed old man is a small space surrounded by three green sandalwood trees. These three green sandalwood trees are located in the shape of a Chinese character, half withered and half in full bloom, generally green and generally earthy yellow. Miraculously, there is a touch of white hidden in these three green sandalwood trees, which is the true soul of a white demonic python.

Anyone who has demon spirits or various gods in the god realm space belongs to the mutated god realm. Some of the demon spirits or gods are born, and some are acquired by cultivators through chance encounters or through special means.

Cultivators who possess the Mutated God Realm are often much stronger than cultivators of the same level. For example, Yu Yang's divine realm space is a huge lake of wine, and there is a true soul of the Emperor's Golden Scale in the lake. The Emperor's Golden Scale is a kind of peak god, which can be called an immortal existence. This is also Yu Yang's biggest trump card.

At this moment, the old man in white robe grasped the handle of the knife with both hands and raised the white python knife in his hand high.

A white spiritual light circled along the white-robed old man's wrist and landed on the white python knife in his hand. It was the true soul of the white demon python in his divine realm.

The knife falls!

Shocking wind!

Flying snow!

"Sword Technique - White Python Falling God Slash!"

In an instant, a hundred-foot silver rainbow flew out.

The next moment, Yinhong transformed into a giant white 100-foot-long python, with its angry mouth and fangs tearing through the void.

The sword domain, the sword realm, and the sword intention are perfectly integrated.

All the flying snow in the world was attracted by this powerful sword intention. With the blessing of the sword array below, the spiritual energy in the flying snow was continuously injected into this sword.

White python, white snow, as if they are one. Taking advantage of the right time and favorable location, this sword was truly stunning and decisive.

The old man in white robe did not want to kill Yu Yang with one knife, but he wanted to make Yu Yang lose the ability to resist with one knife.

He had seen Yu Yang's performance in the ring competition. He judged that the sword he used with 80% of his strength and was blessed with the power of the sword formation was enough to severely injure Yu Yang, but it would leave Yu Yang with half of his life. This was enough. .

At the moment when the old man in white robe made his killing move.

The young man in green, who was trapped in the center of the sword formation, showed no intention of backing down.

He slowly took off the purple and oily wine gourd from his waist. With a flick of his right thumb, pop, the stopper of the wine gourd was popped open, the movement was skillful and comfortable.

He took a big gulp of wine, and a line of fire flowed through his throat and fell straight down. Along with the fire, the aroma of wine filled the mouth.

“Good wine!”

After saying that, the young man in green skillfully hung the wine gourd back to his waist, and then patted it gently with his hand. This was his treasure.

The first rule of the Drunkard: Drinking makes a hero brave!

The green-clothed young man's consciousness stirred, and a huge whirlpool immediately appeared on the surface of the Lake of Wine, the divine realm in his Zifu space.

Suddenly, in the whirlpool, a golden scale rose into the sky.

At the same time, the aura of the young man in green suddenly increased sharply. Light golden dragon-shaped runes were swimming on his body surface, and the surface of his clothes was dyed with golden light, as if a python robe had been added to his body.

In an instant, a thick golden beam of light rose from the body of the young man in green and rushed into the sky like a divine spear.

The wind and clouds stirred, and the color of heaven and earth changed.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow of a hundred-foot golden dragon appeared above the head of the green-clothed boy.

The body is covered with golden scales, and there are thousands of golden clouds. It looks like an emperor and dragon, looking down at the world.

The dark clouds were driven away, the cold wind gave way, and the flying snow disappeared without a trace. Instead, the sun is in the sky.

The next moment, the shadow of a hundred-foot golden dragon high in the sky turned into a golden stream of light and fell straight down, sinking into the Tianling Cap of the young man in green below.

With the power of the emperor's dragon piercing his body, the green-clothed boy's cultivation levels continued to rise from the third level of immortality to the second level of immortality, to the first level of immortality, a breakthrough! The twelfth level of the divine level...the eighth level of the divine level...the first level of the divine level...can't stop it.

Click, click, click. There was a messy breaking sound.

The countless sword shadows that those blue-clothed guards conjured up in the sword formation were as fragile as broken iron pieces, and they collapsed one after another.

The power of the formation suddenly collapsed. The guards in blue were instantly counterattacked by the power of the formation. The backlash of the sword formation was like thousands of blades falling on them.

Immediately, they were all wailing and rolling on the ground, covered in blood. After a while, they became motionless.

The white python that was transformed by the sword technique used by the old man in white robe opposite him did not have the blessing of the sword array below, nor the help of Feixue Tianshi. Instantly sluggish for less than half.

"The right time and favorable location make it vulnerable to the Emperor Dragon among men."

The old man in white robe suddenly understood why the third-grade immortal official was pursuing the young man in green. He also began to regret that he should not have come to this muddy water. It would be better for fewer people to know about such secrets. People with the energy of the Emperor Dragon can threaten the rule of the Nantian Emperor.

The boy in green showed a confident smile on his lips.

Punch out!

Dragon roar!

Haotian!

Boxing technique - free golden scales!

The next moment, a hundred-foot-long golden scale twisted out, and the aura of the emperor dragon enveloped the surroundings, with thousands of golden lights, extremely gorgeous.

The beauty of dragon!

The majesty of the emperor!

God exists!

High in the sky, the white python transformed by the sword seemed to have spirituality. When it saw the golden scales, it hid its head and tail.

The white python and the golden scale are completely different from each other. Demon spirits and peak gods cannot talk at the same time.

Before the two could collide, the white python blade collapsed on its own like broken glass.

A small white shadow fell to the ground. It was a white python demon spirit about a foot long. Like a helpless little snake, it twisted and fled. And the connection between the little snake and the old man in white robe was suddenly severed.

"Show mercy!"

At this moment, a shout came from the direction of Border City.

The young man in green twitched his ears, and he could clearly hear the voice of his beloved.

Originally, the young man in green didn't want to kill the old man in white robe. After all, the identity of the old man in white robe is the chief minister of Qingtan Kingdom. He is one of the pillars of Qingtan Kingdom and is indispensable.

Moreover, the old man in white robe surrounded and killed Yu Yang. From his point of view, doing so was regarded as fulfilling his duty and was understandable. For the sake of Princess Qingtan, Yu Yang, the young man in green clothes, would not kill him.

The young man in green turned his fist into five fingers and pulled it back, just like pulling back a wild horse, stopping Jin Lin's forward momentum.

The golden scales flew away, and the huge body turned into a golden light, returning to the Wine Lake Divine Realm in the green-clothed boy's body.

The old man in white robe opposite him had lost his demon spirit in the divine realm, and his body was suddenly devastated. The green sandalwood divine realm in the body shook violently, and the green leaves on the three half-withered and half-romantic green sandalwood trees fell, and most of them withered. His spirit almost left his body. He stumbled backwards and took ten long steps. He became unsteady and sat on the ground.

A mouthful of bright red puffed out, his white robe was stained red, his white hair was messy, and he was in a state of embarrassment. The original arrogant attitude of the chief assistant was completely gone.

...

Inside the gate of the border city, a woman in green clothes jumped off a green horse and flew towards the young man in green clothes.

The young man in green opened his arms and greeted him, and the two embraced each other.

The boy in green hugged the slender figure of the girl in green and whirled on the spot. The swirling skirt is like a blooming flower, and the flowing long hair is like a spreading cloud.

"Hehe." The boy in green chuckled, "Daughter-in-law."