In the distance, the sword cultivator stroked the hilt of his sword and said with disdain: "A mere force in the northern region dares to call itself a holy land? It's simply asking for death. This sword of mine can be regarded as a salvation for them!"
As he spoke, he leaned down slightly and prepared to draw his sword.
Beside him, the old man couldn't help but get excited.
"This trip is really not in vain. We can see the third sword cultivator in the world take action. This is not something you can see all the time!" He thought to himself.
At this moment, the sword in the hands of the swordsman had slowly been unsheathed.
But at this moment...
call!
Above the two of them, the wind suddenly blew up.
"Um?"
The two of them looked up at the same time.
They saw rocks the size of potted plants rolling towards the two of them.
The sword cultivator frowned and said coldly: "What is it? Bian Beicheng's means of attack? Haha, who can be hurt by such a big thing?"
But, he just finished speaking...
boom!
The potted plants in the air instantly grew hundreds of times larger.
Moreover, as the thing fell, a terrifying pressure came from it.
"What?" When the two of them saw this, they were both stunned.
The old man reacted extremely quickly and violently backed away.
The sword cultivator also wanted to leave, but was shocked to find that the pressure had locked onto him, making it difficult for him to move forward.
"Damn it, you actually attacked me secretly? Don't think that you can do anything to me with this method. Just look at my sword..."
boom!
Before he finished speaking, Mount Sumeru fell and hit the ground directly.
"What?"
Looking at this scene from a distance, the old man was shocked.
"My lord, he is in the realm of immortals, so there shouldn't be any problems now, right?" he said in a trembling voice.
However, a trace of blood flowed out from the gap at the foot of Mount Sumeru.
The old man was stunned, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Are you injured?"
The next moment...
laugh……
From the gap, a large amount of immortal energy flows out.
"What?"
The old man was completely shocked.
If it's bleeding at the beginning, maybe it's not a big problem.
However, this flow of immortal energy is completely different.
The speed at which the immortal energy flows is the result of the fragmentation of the origin of the immortal path.
And if the origin of immortality is broken, it means the death of an immortal!
The two of them were ordered to come to the Northern Territory this time to kill the newly rising Bian Beicheng.
To be on the safe side, in addition to him, a strong man from the Tianmen realm, he also specially brought a sword cultivator from the Immortal realm.
Although, he is not a pure human being.
However, its strength is also extremely terrifying.
The old man originally thought that this was an ordinary task.
But who would have thought that this sword cultivator would be directly beaten to death before the mission even started?
Could it be said that all of his actions are part of Bian Beicheng's calculations?
Without even meeting him, he just went to kill him!
Beicheng here is too scary!
For a moment, the old man felt cold sweat pouring down his face and his whole body was shaking.
Boom!
At this time, Mount Sumeru continued to grow larger after landing, heading towards the old man's direction.
"What? Are you trying to kill me?" The old man was so frightened that he turned around and ran away without saying a word.
However, Mount Sumeru grew bigger faster than he did.
Just a few breaths later…
boom!
The old man was directly hit head-on by Mount Sumeru.
puff!
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his whole body was knocked away by a huge force.
On the other side, Luo Tian controlled Mount Sumeru and finally stabilized it.
"Well, this position is just right!" Luo Tian nodded with satisfaction.
Beside him, the nine demon kings looked on with shock on their faces.
This Mount Sumeru is like a myth to them.
But he didn't expect that in Luo Tian's hands, it would be like a plaything.
"Sir, can we climb Mount Sumeru?" the six-tailed demon fox asked in a low voice.
Because of the ban, they had never climbed Mount Sumeru in their lives, so when they saw the sacred mountain in front of them, they couldn't help but ask.
Luo Tian nodded and said, "Of course!"
In an instant, the eyes of the nine demon kings burst out with dazzling light.
Soon, they followed Luo Tian and climbed Mount Sumeru together.
"Is this...Is this Mount Sumeru? It is indeed a sacred mountain. The weather here is completely different!"
"Yes, there are elixirs everywhere on Mount Sumeru. It is a perfect medicine garden!"
"Wait a minute, look... the breath on this mountain... is not just spiritual energy, what is it?"
"This...is it fairy energy? Yes, it is fairy energy!"
"Oh my God, there is immortal energy on Mount Sumeru?"
“It is indeed a sacred mountain!”
The nine demon kings said with shocked faces.
Luo Tian next to him was stunned when he heard this and said in surprise: "There is immortal energy on Mount Xumi? Why didn't I know?"
He closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and found that there was immortal energy flowing around Mount Sumeru.
"Huh? It's strange. Why haven't I felt it before? Where did this immortal energy come from?" Luo Tian was puzzled.
"Could it be said that after leaving that space, immortal energy was generated?"
Luo Tian thought about it and came to this conclusion.
However, no matter what, it is a good thing.
"Okay, you guys, stay on Mount Xumi to practice for the time being and improve your cultivation as soon as possible. After all, you are too weak now." Luo Tian said to the nine demon kings.
If it were half a year ago, these nine demon kings would definitely have top-notch combat power in Bianbeicheng.
But there are too many masters in Bianbeicheng now.
The current state of these nine demon kings is completely inadequate.
"Yes, sir!"
The nine demon kings responded in unison.
Luo Tian nodded, turned around and headed towards Bian Beicheng.
He also wanted to talk to the people in the city about Mount Sumeru.
At this moment, in a mountain col hundreds of miles away, there was a huge deep pit.
In the deep pit, an old man was dying.
at this time……
Buzz!
Beside the old man, a transmission note suddenly lit up.
The old man trembled and lit up the transmission talisman.
"Mr. Qin, has Beicheng over there been destroyed?" A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the telegraph.
"No...no..." the old man replied with difficulty.
"What? Not yet? This is not the style of Feng Xianren. I thought he would directly destroy Bianbeicheng with one sword!" said the man on the other end of the telegraph.
The old man said in a trembling voice: "Feng Xianren... is dead."
"What?" The person on the other end of the transmission line was obviously shocked by the news.
"Mr. Qin, tell me again, Feng Xianren is dead? Are you sure?" the other party asked.
The old man gritted his teeth and said: "I'm sure, the origin of the immortal way is broken, the immortal energy is overflowing, and the dead can no longer die."
For a moment, there was silence on the other side.
After a long time, he asked again: "How did Feng Xianren... die?"
The old man took a breath and said, "It was... smashed to death."