Liu Wuxie had no choice but to avoid him. Elder Zhe was the peak Immortal Emperor, so he relied on sneak attacks in the early stage to hurt him.
Ao Ba and the others have lost consciousness and are recovering in the Dragon Realm.
After Heizi recovered to his original state, he was not even qualified to approach Elder Zha.
Yuan Fengshan was restrained by the elder of the Ghost Master Sect, the Immortal Emperor, and was not given a chance to take action.
Ding Nian and Fucang couldn't protect themselves, let alone help Liu Wuxie.
The sword energy cuts and makes whistling sounds, and the space above the head is breaking apart inch by inch.
Affected by the sword energy, the headband suddenly exploded, and all the black hair spread out.
The power of the sword became stronger and stronger, Liu Wuxie's expression was ferocious, and he could only let others slaughter him.
"Taking action against a junior in the Immortal Realm is really an insult to your status."
Yuan Fengshan made several attempts, but they were all neutralized by his opponent, and he could only curse.
The Ghost Master Sect always has no bottom line when doing things.
"When you kill him, you will die."
Elder Zhe sneered.
As soon as Liu Wuxie died, the two of them united to kill Yuan Fengshan.
The sword energy fell violently, Liu Wuxie closed her eyes and let the sword slash towards his head.
Although he has mastered the body of immortality, as long as the heaven and earth are immortal, the body does not perish.
But Elder Zhe's sword contains extremely powerful destructive power, which can destroy the law of life in his body.
If you lose the law of life, you will still die.
The so-called immortality refers to a relatively safe environment.
At the moment when the long sword was still a few meters away from Liu Wuxie, a terrifying aura burst out from the portrait of the painting saint.
The vast aura was like a terrifying wave, sweeping around.
The suppressed sword energy was blown away by the tyrannical energy, including Elder Zhe.
"No, the Painting Saint has woken up."
Elder Ze's expression changed drastically. Unexpectedly, Liu Wuxie successfully awakened the painting saint.
Thousands of years ago, the Painting Saint had reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm and began to comprehend the Immortal Emperor's laws.
After so many years, perhaps the Painting Saint has already been promoted to the Immortal Emperor.
Even if he is not promoted to Immortal Emperor, it is not something that an Immortal Emperor like Elder Zhe can compete with.
Yuan Fengshan, who was fighting, looked overjoyed, and the painting saint was awakened, which meant that they quickly turned the tables and turned their disadvantage into an advantage.
The power pouring out of the portrait is getting stronger and stronger, vaguely reaching a level that surpasses that of the Immortal Emperor.
However, the painting saint did not come out of the portrait, and still sat quietly in it.
The surrounding space continues to collapse, causing landslides and ground cracks, and the Abyss of Souls vibrates more and more frequently.
"Weng!"
Another powerful wave of air surged out from the portrait, even more violent than before.
"Kakaka!"
The world exploded, and the Immortal Emperor's realm formed by Elder Zhe was ruthlessly crushed.
"puff!"
Losing the Immortal King's Domain, the powerful impact hit Elder Zhe's body directly, causing him to spurt blood from his mouth.
"Hurry up and bring out the soul-binding painting!"
The Immortal Emperor elder who was fighting with Yuan Fengshan said loudly, asking Elder Zhe to sacrifice the soul-binding painting.
This is an extremely weird portrait that can bind the human soul.
Elder Zhe didn't hesitate at all. A dark portrait fluttered in the wind and quickly enlarged.
immediately!
The soul-binding painting flew towards the painting of the painting saint. If it hit, the painting saint would definitely die.
Without Yuan Tianwei's essence and blood, it would be impossible to summon the Painting Saint.
Previously, the Ghost Master Sect had used various methods to obtain Yuan Tianwei's essence and blood, summon it to paint the saint's portrait, and then destroy it.
Now that the Painting Saint has come out, the soul binding paintings they prepared are finally put to use.
"Wuxie, stop him quickly."
Yuan Fengshan was extremely anxious. He was about to succeed. How could he let the people from the Ghost Master Sect succeed?
He had no time to clone himself, and all his hopes fell on Liu Wuxie alone.
Liu Wuxie took his time and made seals with his hands. The portrait he had carved suddenly flew out and crashed into the Soul Binding Painting.
The two portraits quickly met in the air.
Elder Zhe's face was ashen, and the sword in his hand struck Liu Wuxie again.
Liu Wuxie was on guard this time, and with his hands free, it would not be easy for the Peak Immortal Emperor to kill him.
Raise the blood-drinking knife, this is the starting move of breaking the sky.
His cultivation has reached the seventh level of Immortal Lord, but he has not yet used Breaking Heaven.
According to the deduction in Soul Sea, it is basically possible to display the complete version of Breaking the Sky.
The moment it was lifted, the space became extremely restless.
The sword energy that Elder Ze crushed down was unable to get even close to Liu Wuxie.
"What magic is this?"
Elder Ze had a bad premonition that the magical technique Liu Wuxie performed was far beyond his imagination.
The soul-binding painting offered was successfully resisted by Liu Wuxie's portrait. The two portraits impacted each other and became entangled with each other. No one could do anything to the other.
When it comes to painting skills, looking around the world, apart from painting saints, there are really not many people who can surpass him.
The mysterious ax mark quickly flew out of the ancestral tree and merged into the blood-drinking knife.
After refining two Shura Knife fragments, and the Land of Reincarnation devouring a large amount of the Immortal Emperor's will, Liu Wuxie integrated these wills into Breaking the Sky.
With the blessing of the Immortal Emperor's will, an unparalleled sword light appeared in the sky, illuminating the entire Abyss of Imprisoned Spirits.
Only at this moment did everyone see clearly that the Abyss of Imprisoned Spirits actually resembled a placenta, and all of them were trapped in the placenta.
"The will of the Immortal Emperor!"
Elder Ze's eyes were cold and terrifying. Liu Wuxie's body actually contained so much of the Immortal Emperor's will. No wonder he looked like he had seen a ghost.
Liu Wuxie cleverly concealed her Immortal Emperor's will, and the Immortal Emperor's will that she displayed was all taken away from the world of reincarnation and the Forgotten Corpse.
Even so, Elder Ze was still surprised.
"cut!"
The blood-drinking knife was like a galactic sword, cutting it down hard.
The moment the sword light fell, a vacuum passage appeared. Liu Wuxie's sword was comparable to the peak immortal realm.
Even if Elder Zhe cannot be killed, it is not a big problem to break his sword.
As long as he suppressed this sword, he believed that the painting saint would be able to wake up.
The intertwining of the sword energy and the sword gang formed a dense spider web that continued to spread in all directions.
Even more frightening was the Immortal Emperor's will, which swept across the sky. The three Immortal Elders of the Ghost Master Sect found it extremely difficult to breathe.
This is the power of the Immortal Emperor, which can suppress the sky and destroy the earth.
"Boom boom boom!"
The two great magic arts continued to collide, forming endless flames.
To be continued...