"No... impossible... how could you not die? This is an existence that is infinitely close to the immortal weapon!"
Jin Zhengu looked up at Zhang Yi, whose body was stained with blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He never expected that Zhang Yi was only slightly injured under his fierce attack, which made him unacceptable.
After seeing Zhang Yi, the people on the immortal servants looked as if they were ashamed. On the other hand, Yue Yao and the others were not surprised at all, otherwise Yue Yao would not have been relieved to stop Taoist Qinglian.
However, Chen Changqing and his sister were deeply shocked by Zhang Yi's strength, especially Chen Changqing couldn't help but sigh: "I thought I could compare with fellow Taoist Zhang after I got the immortal fate, but I didn't expect that he had already To this extent.”
"Brother, don't be foolish in the future. My senior brother is the best in the present. Who dares to compete with him?"
Chenchenyu smiled proudly. Zhang Yi was still the same as before, and he still swept the world.
For a moment, the momentum of several people increased sharply, which prevented everyone from moving forward, completely blocking their chances of worshiping the statues of the Eight Immortals.
"How did you survive it?"
Jin Zhengu looked at Zhang Yi in confusion, hoping that Zhang Yi would give him an answer.
Zhang Yi snorted coldly. He would definitely not tell Jin Zhengu the answer. Zhang Yi turned the immortal killing path to the extreme with a cold expression and blasted towards the three seriously injured immortal servants behind him.
In fact, Zhang Yi was able to resist Jin Zhengu's killing at such a small price this time, mostly because of the bonus of the blessing of the Flower God. Of course... the Supreme Robe and his early reaction also accounted for a big factor.
Taking advantage of Jin Zhengu's failure to react, Zhang Yi killed the three seriously injured immortal servants without any effort. The bright red blood instantly covered the ground and gathered in one direction.
However, no one paid attention to this detail.
"Zhang Yi! You deserve to die!"
Jin Zhengu watched the immortal servants die, and he bared his teeth and eyes breaking. He didn't have time to think so much, so he dragged the Blood Spirit Sword and chopped towards Zhang Yi.
"Boom boom boom!"
For a moment, there were constant roars, and even Buzhou Mountain was shaking. If it weren't for the secret technique being laid out here, this level of battle would probably have destroyed Buzhou Mountain.
"This way can kill immortals, and it is even more difficult to kill immortal dogs!"
"Blood stains the sky!"
Zhang Yi shouted loudly, and his whole person merged with the Immortal Killing Tao. At this moment, he is the Immortal Killing Tao and the Immortal Killing Tao. At this moment, the invincible murderous intent on the Immortal Killing Tao has reached its peak and condensed into a bloody world. The bone-thrusting ice cold swept across Jin Zhengu's body, and his body was fixed at this moment. Only the blood spirit sword in his hand was still trembling, as if it was resisting the Immortal Killing Tao.
But this is in the lower realm after all, and it is impossible to have a real immortal weapon. As long as it is not an immortal weapon, it will inevitably be irresistible under the strong murderous intent of the Immortal Killing Tao.
This is also just now that Zhang Yi pushed his murderous intent to the extreme under Jin Zhengu's bombardment, and this move was made to "blood stain the sky"!
To stop killing is the foundation of Zhang Yi’s way of killing immortals.
"No! This is impossible! How could he be stronger than before?"
Jin Zhengu's eyes were filled with fear, and a sense of threat of death was approaching. At this time, Zhang Yi was like a god of killing in his eyes. The figure above the path of killing immortals was destined to become a shadow of his life.
"boom!"
The surging road was bombarded, and the murderous intent condensed into sharp blades, piercing through Jin Zhengu's soul, annihilated his vitality, and blood stained the fairy spirit cave red, and also gathered towards a place.
"Sharp!"
The Blood Spirit Sword fell straight to the ground, sparking out. Zhang Yi took advantage of the opportunity to hold the Blood Spirit Sword in his hand. The quality of this sword should be the limit that the lower world can bear at present, so he naturally cannot waste it.
“Buzz!”
The Blood Spirit Sword was still trembling, as if it was resisting Zhang Yi. But he was suppressed by Zhang Yi backhand, so he gradually became honest.
"First clean up the end of your life, and I'll clean up you later!"
Zhang Yi naturally wanted to refine the Tianyang Sword with Fusion Blood Spirit Sword so that the quality of the Tianyang Sword can be improved, but this situation is obviously not very suitable now.
When Zhang Yi put away the Blood Spirit Sword, those who rushed towards the Eight Immortal Statue returned to normal, and they had no impression of what had just happened and completely lost their memory of that period.
"Oh my God, what happened just now? Why did I attack His Majesty?"
"Chen Wangu! How dare you attack me!"
"What's the situation? We actually kill each other?"
For a moment, everyone who had just recovered from waking up was a little confused and looked at the opposite people with a confused look on their faces.
Only Taoist Master Qinglian frowned, and she felt sore all over her body. This was obviously Yue Yao's masterpiece, "A good method, I accidentally got stuck."
This time, Taoist Master Qinglian did not argue with Yue Yao. She also knew that if it weren't for Yue Yao's obstruction, she would probably have taken the path of the immortal spirit and became a powerful immortal servant. Just thinking about it would make people scalp numb.
"Zhang Yi, all the seven immortal servants were killed by you alone?"
Taoist Master Qinglian first looked at the blood all over the ground, then looked at Zhang Yi with a little surprise. Before she lost consciousness, she saw the Blood Spirit Sword.
"The key is not the immortal servant, but the blood spirit sword. What's going on with them now?"
Zhang Yi flew to the front of Jun Wuao and his sister. The screams in their mouths became weaker and weaker, and even weaker, and the vitality on their bodies was gradually dissipating.
"If you don't obey the orders of the fairy, you will die?"
Taoist Master Qinglian then noticed the miserable situation of Jun Wuao and his sister, and frowned, and for a moment he could do nothing.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang... Save... Save my sister..."
Jun Wuao grabbed Zhang Yi's trousers with difficulty and stammered.
Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them. He had never thought that he would pay the price of his life against the orders of the fairy.
"Yao'er, is there a way to save their lives?"
Zhang Yi's understanding of the fairy spirit was far less than that of Yue Yao, and he subconsciously looked at Yue Yao and asked.
Moreover, this time the two of them came to the Fairy Spirit Cave because of him, and they chose to betray the Fairy Spirit. They should save their lives in both emotion and reason.
Yue Yao also frowned and shook her head and said, "According to the current situation, they should have signed a contract with the immortal spirit. As you said, they are just slaves of the immortal spirit, and life and death are completely in the mind of the immortal spirit. Now the immortal spirit is no longer I can't help but be prepared to save their lives."
Upon hearing this, a look of despair appeared in Jun Wu'ao's already weak eyes. He never cared about his life, but he could not sit idly by Jun Wuyan's life.
"No! I can die, but my little sister must not be in trouble!"
Jun Wuao gritted his teeth and a powerful belief emerged in his heart.