The emergence of the Zuzhou Guard means that the battle will be further escalated.

It disappeared before, hidden at the bottom of the sea, and no one knew that it was hidden. It must be because of the arrangement of the Immortal Immortal King. Now that it rushed out of the sea and was dying with great momentum, it was naturally the order of the Immortal Immortal King.

The goal is just an immortal fruit, and unnecessary battles are unnecessary. Retreat to the rear and let monks from all sides kill each other.

It was naturally because the Immortal Fruit was about to mature. The Immortal King did not dare to take too much risk and wanted to clear the scene in advance so that there would be no more people from other forces around the Immortal Tree.

Seeing these hidden people appear, Zhaoming remained silent and thought about how to deal with it.

Lihua said softly again: "Don't worry, as long as you don't let out murderous intent, my invisibility technique may not be able to see it even if I am the Immortal King. Be careful to dodge, just let the immortal tree be within your fire escape range."

Zhaoming nodded, and he thought so. As long as he is within the range of fire escape, he can reach the point of immortality as soon as possible. Even the Immortal King, he has the opportunity to start first.

Zuzhou made the battlefield even more chaotic. The target they wanted to drive away was not only ordinary casual cultivators, but also many major forces.

If it were the previous situation, it could naturally resist it, but due to the mental attacks of Zhaoming and the Soul-Devouring Master, the several major forces had few people and only a few strong men were left.

After being rushed by Zuzhou, whether they are fighting to the death or watching everywhere, they are in danger.

"Hey! It's really troublesome!" Taoist Duobao didn't know where he came out, shook his head and sighed: "I thought there were some opportunities, but I didn't expect it to be more dangerous than the legendary ones. I don't want it!"

After saying this, he stepped on the mysterious light and left Zuzhou and galloped away.

Fang Mingjun sneered, as if he wanted to speak. He looked around and was stunned to find that Zhaoming was missing. After thinking about it, he slowly moved to the distance, looking slowly without any rush.

"Dare to plot against my ancestral artifact, I'm looking for death!" A handsome man with black hair on his shoulders and a man wearing silver armor held a long sword and shouted loudly: "Kill me!"

This person is the great disciple of the Immortal Immortal King, at the peak of the sub-saint, and is as powerful as the Soul-Devouring Master. However, he is hidden under the reputation of the Immortal Immortal King. There are not many people who have seen him take action, so he has no reputation. On weekdays, he leads his troops to guard the Immortal Tree, and he is like a right-hand man to the Immortal Immortal King.

Forced to give up the garrison and instead hide, even the orders given by the Immortal Immortal King seemed to be a shame in his opinion. At this time, he was angry and wished he could kill everyone on the entire island.

The time came out of Zuzhou's guards, but in just a moment, the entire battlefield had already been hit by a scattered area. There were countless monks from all walks of life and were incurable.

Seeing that the monks from all walks of life were defeated, they suddenly saw a small sword of infinite mental power coming from the sky and directly into the guards of the Zuzhou.

"Lingxi Sword!" Zhaoming exclaimed, and there was a very familiar feeling among the small spiritual swords. If you think about it carefully, it was very similar to the 36 Lingxi Swords used by Zhang Ning, the "Lingxi Sword" back then.

"It's not Lingxi Sword!" Lihua said softly: "Lingxi Sword is the supreme skill of the Panshen Heavenly Palace in the past. Only the Palace Master of the Panshen Heavenly Palace can use it, otherwise Zhang Ning would not have been allowed to practice Lingxi Thirty-Six Swords."

"This is the Lingshen Sword, which is not as powerful as the Lingxi Sword, but it is also quite mysterious. Although almost everyone can use the Wall God Heavenly Palace, there are very few that can be used to this extent. I am afraid that the Lord of the Wall God Heavenly Palace will arrive in person."

The Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace is the Lord of the Golden Palace of the former Golden Palace. After rebuilding the Panshen Heavenly Palace, he claimed to be the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace to distinguish himself from the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a monk flying from the sky with an extraordinary aura. He revealed the temperament of the superior, and thought he was the Lord of the Heavenly Palace of the God of the Heavenly Palace.

He fell down and stopped Zuzhou's pursuit soldiers. The Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace said slowly: "Whether it is the treasure or the spiritual root, it is a masterless thing, so everyone should have a share."

"Your Ancestral Immortal King's lineage has occupied this divine object for millions of years. It is not a mistake to divide the spiritual fruit into one. It is natural and reasonable, so why kill it?

The eldest disciple of the Immortal Immortal King laughed: "Do you give it to you, a person who seeks fame? It's ridiculous. Others don't know what's going on with your Shrine Heavenly Palace, and they think my master doesn't know?"

As soon as the sound fell, the long sword was drawn like a galaxy, and it cut out a sword arc and pointed directly at the Lord of the Heavenly Palace of the Shen.

"So what if you know, so what if you don't know? What I inherited is the inheritance of Pangu, and how could you, the ancestors, compare with you!"

The Lord of the Heavenly Palace of the Panshen smiled slowly, and a golden sword appeared in his hand, cutting through the void, falling down with one sword, just slashing the sword arc of the Immortal Immortal King's disciple.

The golden light was ruthless, like a long river rushing, and then rushed down the cliff. The sword arc of the Immortal King's great disciple was shattered by him, and then wrapped in the golden sword light, as if it was pouring rain and rolled away.

The eldest disciple of the Immortal Immortal King's face darkened. Immortal King knew a lot about the past of the Panshen Heavenly Palace and had told him a lot. He always thought that this so-called lord was just a person who wanted fame and reputation, and knew that today he realized that it was not the case.

Just talking about the power of this sword, it is better than himself and the soul-devouring master, and it is the top sub-saint in the world.

There are rumors that he is only one step away from the Immortal King, and it seems that it is not groundless. No wonder that Yingzhou has been able to be as solid as a god in recent years, and all forces respect him as a god.

However, it is naturally not enough to control the current situation in Zuzhou just by doing this.

The eldest disciple of the Immortal Immortal King roared: "Everyone, kill me!"

Then he used the sword light, hugged Yuan Shuichi, and greeted the Lord of the Heavenly Palace as if the stars and moons were rushing towards the sun. The two of them fought in an instant.

The wandering cultivators from all directions who had already collapsed saw that they had the support of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace of the God of the God, and suddenly felt hope.

"Kill, the Immortal Immortal King has occupied Zuzhou for so many years. Now is the time to let them move their positions!"

A Taiyi Jinxian cultivator shouted loudly, and his mysterious skills burst out and hit all directions. The cultivators from all sides responded immediately and rushed over in groups.

At this time, the soul sound was bursting and blood was filled with energy. Shura and the soul-devouring master killed him from a very far distance.

One hits the soul, the other stirs up blood and energy, and the swords are hit by the impact, even if you just listen to the sound, you will feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Ha ha!"

The bursts of laughter were sent by Shura. The blood demon was born for killing and had an innate combat advantage. While trying hard to consume, he was crazy to absorb the blood and energy of the monks who died in the war.

Even though he had great strength hidden, the soul-devouring master had already become invincible as he grew and grew.

The soul-devouring master naturally could see the current situation, but it would be a matter of time before he could lose. He practiced the soul magical power. As long as he was given a chance, even a sword with great attack power was weakened, it would be enough to take the other party's life.

During the stalemate between the two, a sudden energy surged, turning into a huge fist and killing Shura's back.

The person who attacked the attack had a handsome face, phoenix eyes, pure white eyebrows, extremely long, about a foot, and a little red cinnabar-like birthmark between the eyebrows, which made him look even more heroic.

"Jun Fang Mingjun!" Zhaoming frowned. The person who took action was Fang Mingjun.

As for grudges, the Soul-Devouring Master wants to make a name for himself by using the hatred of killing his master. It is not true hatred, but it is different if you are busy. That is true hating yourself.

In the battle of Buguiya, he worked hard to manage the Five Elements Demon Spirit secretly cultivated for many years and was killed by himself. For this eldest son of the Fang family, it was not only a heavy blow to his reputation, but also a loss of strength.

Not to mention that it is difficult to find the Five Elements Demon Spirit anymore, even if you find the one you want to cultivate and work together with him, it is not that simple.

At this time, when Zhaoming was not searching for it, he took action against Shura, who had a close relationship with Zhaoming.

It seems a bit unfair to take action like this, but the Soul-Devouring Master doesn't care. He is already at a disadvantage. If he can defeat Shura, even if he fights one, it will be better than defeat. Moreover, the sneak attack was not an order from him, and the only thing that embarrasses Fang Mingjun.

Such a sneak attack was just the right time. Unfortunately, Shura has been hiding his strength all the time, so how could he not be able to deal with it?

He forced the soul-devouring master with a knife, and at the same time he absorbed countless flesh and blood, turning into a blood-colored cotton cloth to block Fang Mingjun's fist.

When Fang Mingjun punched the blood-colored cotton cloth, he happened to kill the soul-devouring master who had just forced the Blood Shadow Crazy Sword to open. Shura had already retreated, facing two people alone, and was no longer under the risk of being attacked.

"Kill, you go up and kill me, kill this Blood Shura to avenge my brother!"

At this moment, he heard a wave of slander. The Rakshasa woman led the Blood Sea and her group to a distance. She only knew that Shura had a grudge against her to kill her brother, and she was used to being arrogant on weekdays, but she could not see the situation of the battle at the realm of the celestial fairy.

The two Rakshasa Marshals complained. Not to mention that even if they took action, it would be difficult to take down Shura. The Fire-Swallowing Demon was not seen, and the strange fairy woman were all people who frightened and feared them.

At this moment, the two of them not only dared not take action rashly, but even wanted to force the Rakshasa girl away to avoid being involved in the crisis.

"Buzz!"

A sound of sword sound came, but I saw the golden light in the void, all of which were emitted from the long sword in the hand of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace of the Panshen.

The eldest disciple of the Immortal Immortal King opposite, his body was stiff and seemed to have been imprisoned in his meridians.

Goodbye, the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace slashed it with a sword. Although he could not feel the surging true energy, he had terrible mental power and murderous intent.

Zhao Ming is definitely familiar with the thirty-six swords of Lingxi. In the past, he was slashed by Zhang Ning with this sword, and in just over twenty swords, he had already cut his soul through.

Legend has it that if this sword can be cut all of the time, even the Immortal King will fall. This is definitely not a casual statement.

At this moment, the Immortal Immortal King's disciple was inconvenient and his spiritual sense was locked and he could not move. It was as if fish were slaughtered by someone. Once he was slashed by this Lingliu sword move, he would definitely die.

At the critical moment, a mysterious light suddenly shot out from the ground, with a terrifying aura. A white-haired fairy tribe could be seen appearing underground.
Chapter completed!