"Boom!" A huge white dragon rushed out from the white dragon shape, rushed into the scorching sun, and penetrated the two bodies in an instant!
This giant white dragon is filled with an extremely thick aura of murder. This aura is the source of malaria!
"Ah!" The Faceless Shuangsha let out a pitiful cry, followed by a violent explosion, and the two masters of Donghao Immortal Palace were completely dead!
The main reason for the death of these two people was that Zeng Cuo mistakenly believed that Xiao Fan was the only golden immortal left, and that with the strength of these two people, they could defeat Xiao Fan.
But he didn't expect that Xiao Fan would actually use such a heaven-defying method to reverse life and death, allowing Jiaoyang and other golden immortals to regain their fighting strength again!
Moreover, even if Xiao Fan takes action himself, although the Faceless Two Evils are strong, they may not be able to do anything to Xiao Fan.
The special power of immortality and the power of special attributes are Xiao Fan's trump card to defeat the enemy!
With the two faceless evil spirits being killed, this battle has become without any suspense.
The next thing to do is to clean up the battlefield and eliminate the remaining enemies in one fell swoop.
But as long as Zeng Cuo survives, they can never say that this battle is won.
Because Zeng Cuo alone has the power to annihilate them all!
"Brother Long!" Xiao Fan recovered a little strength and flew towards Long Qianli.
At this time, Long Qianli was exhausted after exerting the power of the white dragon shape, and was panting heavily.
"Ah, Brother Death, it's not easy... Although we won, it was too difficult. It's all thanks to you this time!" Long Qianli hurriedly clasped his fists.
"Haha, don't call me the God of Death. Just call me Xiao Fan. The code name of the God of Death... should have disappeared with the destruction of Zeng Cuo and his gang!" Xiao Fan said with a slight smile.
"It's a pity... the old thief Zeng Cuo is too powerful... I don't know how we should deal with him when he comes back after you trick him away!" Long Qianli sighed.
"Of course there is a way, and... I can guarantee that he will never come back!" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and said: "But... we need the help of something from Brother Long!"
"Uh, my stuff?" Long Qianli was stunned for a moment, then understood: "Are you talking about this white dragon statue?"
"White Dragon Statue?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows: "Well, that's exactly what it is!"
"This treasure... is the treasure of our Wolong Sect. It is said that it was transformed by the essence of the ancient heavenly dragon that fell and died that year. But... if it is to eliminate Zeng Cuo, I am willing to offer this treasure with both hands!" Long
Qianli pondered for a moment and then handed the white dragon shape to Xiao Fan.
"So there is such an allusion, so you're welcome, Xiao!" Xiao Fan didn't show any pretense, he raised his hand and took the white dragon shape.
"Go, go to the malaria..." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and took the white dragon shape into his body. Immediately, a vortex the size of a fist appeared in his dantian, and he sucked the white dragon shape into it.
At the same time, Xiao Fan, who had left the Haoran Sect and was setting up a large formation in the Immortal Burial Pond swamp, preparing to wait for Zeng Cuo to have a duel, looked stunned. In his small world, a white dragon flashed with a faint white light.
A sculpture emerges.
"This is... the shape of a white dragon!" Xiao Fan was overjoyed: "I didn't expect that the life and death clone would give me such a great gift at this last critical moment!"
With that said, he quickly handed the white dragon form to Mali.
Mal didn't even have time to be happy, so he immediately began to retreat and integrate, hoping to be able to catch up with Zeng Cuo in time for the battle.
At this time, Xiao Fan only had himself and the king corpse puppet.
Although Wang Haoran wanted to follow him at all costs, because he had just seen the light of day and his cultivation had not fully recovered, Xiao Fan should still let him stay in the Haoran Sect.
Xiao Fan is looking forward to this battle.
This may be the strongest opponent he has ever encountered after his battle with Pluto in the Six Realms.
In the Immortal Palace, Zeng Cuo's subordinates and those weirdos suspected of being from the God Sacrifice Cult have been completely eliminated.
The dilapidated palace, dead bodies on the ground, and desolate mountain peaks all reflect the brutality of this battle.
In this battle, Immortal Palace suffered heavy losses.
Fifty percent of the inner disciples, 60% of the middle disciples, and seven elders died.
The strength of the entire Immortal Palace was destroyed by 80% in one go!
Fortunately, those who successfully survived this battle were all elites.
The Allied Forces of the Immortal Sect did not fare well either. Although their losses were not as great as those of the Immortal Palace, they also killed and injured the vast majority of the elites within the sect.
"It's all thanks to you this time!" Jiaoyang came to Xiao Fan's side and clasped his fists.
"It's a matter of duty!" Xiao Fan said modestly: "Your Excellency, you are the sun? I have admired your name for a long time, and today I saw that you really have the temperament of a leader!"
"Excellent!" Jiaoyang smiled slightly and said, "Maybe no one knows my true identity, right?"
After hearing what he said, everyone gathered around curiously.
Especially the members of Heavenly Punishment!
Yes, I should have known there was a Heavenly Punishment Organization, and its leader was codenamed Sun.
But what exactly this Jiaoyang came from and what kind of identity and background he had have always remained a mystery.
Even Shangguan Haoyue, the deputy leader of the Heavenly Punishment Organization, has no idea!
However, since people don't want to talk about these things, it's hard for anyone to ask.
But now Jiaoyang plans to take the initiative to reveal his identity, and everyone is listening with curiosity.
"My original name is Chao Lieyang. I am the previous sect master of Jiuyi Immortal Palace and Shangguan Tianba's master!" Jiaoyang revealed his identity at the same time, it was really explosive and shocked the whole audience.
"Uh... you... you are Chao Lieyang? The previous head, Chao Lieyang? This... how is this possible? The head of Chao passed away tens of millions of years ago..." Tian Qiang's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but wonder.
Said with daring belief.
After all, when Chao Lieyang was the leader, everyone present had not made a sound.
However, tens of millions of years ago, when Chao Lieyang was in its prime, he suddenly gave up the position of leader to his favorite disciple Shangguan Tianba, and began to practice hard in seclusion.
But unfortunately, something went wrong during the practice of Chaoliyang, which caused the meridians to go retrograde, and he became possessed and died.
For this moment, the entire Jiuyun Immortal Palace has specially paid tribute for a hundred years to commemorate this great existence.
When Chao Lieyang died, Tian Zhang was just an ordinary inner disciple, and he had seen this legendary figure with his own eyes.
"Haha, Tian Zhang, do I know you? You were just an ordinary inner disciple back then, right? I still remember that when I met you inner disciples, I gave you a greeting gift, and everyone
It’s different, what I’m giving you is a flawless jade that can keep your mind calm!” Chao Lieyang said to Tian Qiang.
"Uh...it turns out...it's true!" Tian Zhang's whole body was shocked. These things will be something he will never forget!
"No need to be surprised, my practice did go astray back then, which led to me going crazy, and finally being forced to fight and die. However, I practiced a special skill that allowed my soul to survive and be reincarnated!"
"But just after I was reincarnated, I heard that something big happened in the Immortal Palace. What the thief Zeng Cuo did made me extremely angry, so I formed the Heavenly Punishment to fight against it!" Chao Lieyang said lightly.
"Hey, old master, that Zeng Cuo is really full of evil. Even the leader of Shangguan Tianba Sect was killed by him!" An elder who had a good relationship with Guan Haoyue and learned some inside stories sighed.
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"Well, I already knew about this, so I gave the position of deputy leader of the Heaven Punishment Organization to Tianba's daughter!" Chao Lieyang nodded: "But it doesn't matter, since I'm back, then the Immortal Palace will definitely
It will restore its former glory!"
Needless to say, Chao Lieyang naturally took on the role of head of Jiuyan Palace again.
"Xiao Fan, I admire you very much, how about you? How about officially joining the Immortal Palace and helping me?" Chao Lieyang looked at Xiao Fan and invited.
"Uh... let's forget this. Zeng Cuo is not dead yet. Even if he dies, I am still used to wandering around and staying in one sect? I never thought about it, and it shouldn't be like this!" Xiao
Fan directly refused.
Just kidding, how could he not guess Chao Lieyang's thoughts?
This guy is definitely interested in his own methods, his strength, his background and his ability in alchemy and weapon refining!
Who wouldn’t want to be around a genius who is powerful, can refine top-grade elixirs and immortal weapons, and has a reputation as a master of bluffing like the Nine Yang Immortal Lord?
"That's it... I advise you to think about it carefully!" Chao Lieyang's face couldn't help but change when he heard this, and he said coldly.
"I don't think there's anything else to think about..." Xiao Fan shrugged his shoulders.
"I think we should wait until Zeng Cuo is dead to discuss this matter. I don't know, little friend Xiao Fan, if Zeng Cuo was led out by you, is it really impossible for him to come back? Could it be that some master is preparing to destroy him?
Can’t they be killed?” Tian Zhu felt the strangeness in the atmosphere and quickly changed the subject and asked.
"Of course there are experts to deal with him, but who it is...Sorry, I can't say that!" Xiao Fan smiled awkwardly and spread his hands.
"Go... you are still pretending to be mysterious. Where did this mysterious master come from? He is clearly his own self!" The Desolate Demon Lord rolled his eyes and sent a message to Wu Tiandao.
"Well, maybe Xiao Fan doesn't want his true strength to be known to others. After all, there are many dangers in the fairy world, and people are unpredictable, so we have to be on guard!" Wu Tian nodded, squinted his eyes and said: "Look at the blazing sun... oh
No, he should be called Chao Lieyang. Just now Xiao Fan rejected his invitation, and his expression changed, and there was also a hint of coldness in his face. This guy seems to want to repay kindness with revenge!"
"Repaying kindness with hatred? Huh, then he really picked the wrong person. Xiao Fan is like a hedgehog covered in thorns. He has no intention of hurting others, but whoever wants to deal with him will eventually be pierced to death by the thorns!"
Jun snorted coldly and said disapprovingly.
In the swamp area of the Immortal Burial Pond, a ray of light passed by, and then a figure appeared in this deserted place.
"Where are my immortal soul marrows? Hand them over to me!" Zeng Cuo shouted anxiously.
The entire sky continued to tremble with his shouts.
"What's the rush? Do you want those immortal soul marrows? It's easy, just exchange it for your own!" Xiao Fan's lazy voice penetrated into Zeng Cuo's ears...