Long Yang stood there quietly, his air sea was desolate, his spiritual power was gone, the golden light on his body flickered, and he was about to fall down.
"Go to hell!"
Immortal Bitao was severely injured and was almost at the end of his rope. His body became smaller and he lost his violent posture.
He waved the fly whisk in his hand, intending to cut off Long Yang.
"stop!"
The white-robed old man from the South China Sea Merchant Alliance took action and stopped Immortal Bitao.
"You dare to stop me?"
Immortal Bitao scolded angrily.
The white-robed old man's expression changed slightly. If Immortal Bitao was in his prime, he really wouldn't dare to take action.
But at this moment, Immortal Bitao had been shot through the throat by Long Yang and was seriously injured. He was not without the strength to fight.
"Old Immortal Bitao, I'm afraid you can't stop me from saving people now, right?"
"Do you want to try it? Get out of here!"
Immortal Bitao shouted angrily, in your Nanhai Chamber of Commerce, I will give you some thin noodles. Apart from the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce, who are you? How dare you stop me, Immortal Bitao, from killing people?!
The expression of the old monster in white robe also gradually darkened.
"Then come and try it!"
His spiritual power is exposed all over his body, and his strength at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm is undoubtedly revealed. Although he is not as good as the Bitao Immortal, he is still a rare strong man in the Atlanta Trench.
Immortal Bitao was furious and waved the whisk in his hand, intending to kill the white-robed old man and Long Yang together.
"Huh, you're going too far!"
The old man in white robe waved his hand and waved a cyan flying ring around his body. The flying ring drew a line of enchanting, pale and cold white light in the air, and tightly collided with the fly whisk.
The old man in white robe was pushed back a step, while Immortal Bitao stood still and entered the mountain.
"This Immortal Bitao was seriously injured, but he still has such strength!"
"It seems that the past hundred years of repairs in the Chamber of Commerce have caused my combat strength to drop sharply."
The old man in white robe had a solemn look on his face. I am afraid that even he will fall here today!
"Old ghost Bitao, after all these years, you still only know how to bully others."
An old man holding a paintbrush flew up from a distance. It was the ink-pen man known as the Iron-Blooded Judge.
"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"
Immortal Bitao paused in his steps. He was not afraid of the old man in white robe, but the ink pen man in front of him made him extremely afraid.
"I'm sure this kid will be safe!"
The ink pen man waved the pen in his hand, and the pen moved like dragons and snakes, blocking the blow of Immortal Bitao for the old man in white robe.
He seemed to be at ease. He was the first person who could face Immortal Bitao head-on without falling behind.
At this time, the battle between Zhang Mo and Qinghai Taoist has come to an end.
Zhang Mo cut off Taoist Qinghai's shoulder with his sword, and Taoist Qinghai fell down. Just as Zhang Mo was about to hit him with a last blow, he was attacked by Immortal Bitao's consciousness and had to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.
"Bitao, that boy gets stronger as he fights. I am no match for him."
Although Qinghai Taoist had a broken arm and looked a little miserable, he still seemed very calm in his words and ran to Immortal Bitao's side.
Immortal Bitao frowned, it seemed that this was the end of the day.
"Mobi Weng, I hope you won't regret what you did today!"
Immortal Bitao snorted coldly, waved his hand, and led the people from Bitao Sect and Qinghaixuan to leave Nanyang City.
As for the people of Yaksha Mansion, following the death of King Yaksha, they had already fled in all directions without a trace.
After this group of extremely vicious members of the Yasha sect return, I don’t know how terrifying the fight will be.
As Immortal Bitao and others retreated, Nanyang City also returned to calm. Long Yang finally fell to the ground with a "plop", not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
One week later.
Long Yang Youyou opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding scene in confusion.
"here it is?"
"It's Nanhai Inn, master, you finally woke up."
Nie Xiner's voice sounded.
Nie Xiner's aura at this time was already half-step to the level of a heavenly being, and the fiery red aura on her body was even more pure. She was only one step away from being able to advance to the level of a heavenly being.
"Master, you've been in a coma for a whole week, and I'm scared to death."
Nie Xiner said.
Long Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling the bloody battle in Nanyang City in his mind. In the end, he fell to the ground exhausted and was rescued by Mobi Weng...
"What else happened after I passed out? Why am I here?"
"I also had an epiphany at that time, but I didn't wake up... so I don't know this. I only know that it was the white-robed old man from the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce who sent you back."
"He is also in the inn. This is his coordinates. He said you can go find him when you wake up."
Nie Xiner said and handed Long Yang a jade token.
Long Yang stretched his waist and felt that his body still hurt a little. Panlongji was already in a deep sleep, and his Qihai had also recovered and was full of spiritual power.
And after this bloody battle, his spiritual power became purer, and he felt like he had broken through a bottleneck.
"Okay, Xin'er, what's going on with you?"
I saw Nie Xiner wearing a red coat. The coat was full of unicorns. Some were talking and laughing, some were looking at the sky, and some were eating. It was like a unicorn illustration of life.
"I didn't know that after my epiphany was completed, such a piece of clothing popped out of the hairpin and attached directly to my body. I couldn't even take it off."
Nie Xiner scratched her head, looking confused.
Long Yang took a closer look and saw that the unicorn pattern on the fiery red coat could continuously absorb spiritual power, generate fiery red elements, and flow into Nie Xiner's body. It was definitely a rare treasure.
This can almost double Nie Xiner's cultivation speed. It can only be said that Qilin's inheritance is really terrifying.
"Xin'er, keep practicing, I think you may catch up with me in the future."
Long Yang said, looking a little excited.
If Nie Xiner becomes stronger, then he can hand over Tianlong Mansion to Nie Xiner, and he can explore around by himself.
"Well! Don't worry, Master, I will definitely become stronger and protect you."
Nie Xiner clenched her small fists.
"Hahahaha...Am I disturbing you?"
An old laugh came, and two old men walked in one after the other.
One is the white-robed old man from the Nanyang Chamber of Commerce, and the other is the ink pen man with unfathomable strength.
"Don't bother me, don't bother me. Long Yang thanks you both for saving me."
Long Yang bowed to the two of them. Long Yang had clear grievances. He repaid favors with kindness and revenge with hatred. He was very grateful to these two people for being kind to him.
"No, no, if little friend Long Yang hadn't been so powerful and seriously injured Immortal Bitao, we would have been powerless."
"It is not so much that we saved the little friend, but rather that the little friend's own efforts and perseverance saved yourself."
The old man in white robe praised.
Long Yang was neither arrogant nor impetuous. Although his strength was amazing, he was not arrogant, which made him very satisfied.
Of course, he didn't see it at all when Long Yang was crazy.
"I wonder who the senior is?"
The old man in white robe laughed loudly and said:
"I am the person in charge of the Nanhai Chamber of Commerce in Nanyang City, and so is Baimei Yinwei."
Long Yang smiled.
To be continued...