A sword capable of erasing the six realms fell, and everything in its path was wiped out.
Whether it was the floating island boulders that existed before eternity or the tough immortal energy chains, they all collapsed under the power of the sword.
Immortal Leyong's pupils trembled sharply, the reflection of the sword energy in his eyes enlarged, the pain in his right arm reached the limit, and his whole body was about to go crazy.
Suddenly, there was a strange sound, and light bloomed from the top of Immortal Leyong's head. A golden figure appeared between his eyebrows, and a huge image of the immortal appeared behind him.
The physical body cannot move and can only express thoughts.
"Domestic animals must have the consciousness of domestic animals. If you disobey the immortal, this slap will disrespect you!"
Immortal Leyong's voice was brilliant, and the sound waves rippled like real substance. At the same time, the golden statue glowed, and the phantom of the Dharma summoned the round magical weapon, and swung a blow towards Fang Ping.
"Buzz——"
The palm prints condensed like a mountain, shaking the heaven and earth, almost shattering this static sword energy hell.
The strength of the immortal is evident.
However, when it encountered the Six-Destroying Sword Twenty-Three, it still couldn't hold on any longer, and it shattered and dissipated under the erosion of the sword energy.
Immortal Leyong's Faxiang was shocked and tried to retract his arm but it was too late. In desperation, he could only hit his physical body with a palm to keep his body as far away from the attack as possible.
"Zheng——"
One sword cuts it down, and thousands of yuan rises one after another.
Immortal Leyong's body flew thousands of meters, but was still affected by the sword energy. Half of his body lost its vitality and turned black and rotten, like a dead wood zombie.
The complacency in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by fear.
This is clearly in the upper realm and is clearly our home court. How can a mortal have the upper hand?
At the same time, the other immortals had already left their bodies, dragging their bodies to escape from the sword and then turned back. Seeing that Le Yong was defeated, they immediately attacked in groups.
The reason why he didn't take action before was because Le Yong emphasized that he wanted to avenge the severed hand and asked the others not to take action.
But it's different now, they have only one purpose...to kill him!
"Immortal Technique Beiming Kunpeng!"
"Reincarnation·Monsters and Demons!"
"Great Enlightenment Technique: Divine Weapon Falling from Heaven!"
...
The immortals took action one after another. Although nothing could be moved in the Sword Qi Hell, the spiritual body was not restricted and could only use insubstantial spells.
But enough.
They are just mortals, and sending out more than twenty immortals is already a very high treatment.
A melodious and long cry came out, and a Kunpeng spirit with the potential to swallow the sky appeared, with a size comparable to a large sky island, one of which was enough to destroy an entire country.
The gate of ghosts condensed out of thin air, opened wide and the dark wind raged, countless ghost shadows poured out, the upper realm was like a dark night, with hundreds of ghosts walking at night.
The magical powers of immortals are all directed towards Fang Ping's physical body. As long as the foundation is destroyed, his spiritual thoughts will have nowhere to go and will naturally disappear from the world of heaven and earth.
"Buzz——"
The sword energy hell trembled again, and for a moment the sea of clouds rolled, and it was about to collapse.
Suddenly, Immortal Lord Pengyun retreated a thousand meters, cold sweat broke out on his forehead:
"what......"
His spell was forcibly interrupted, he raised his head and looked up at the sky. His vision penetrated thousands of miles and reached the sky beyond the sky, but he saw nothing.
At the same time, the immortals stopped their attacks and looked at Fang Ping doubtfully and cautiously:
"This breath... is far away and mysterious."
"No, stop him quickly! Don't let him attract evil things into the upper realm!"
"This child must not be kept!"
After a brief stagnation, the immortals' attack became more fierce, with speed and power soaring.
Twenty immortals joined forces to attack. If this scene were to be placed in the human world, the entire world would probably cease to exist.
"Ding--"
Long Yuan suddenly screamed, and a pure sword intent rippled, seeming to stop time.
Seeing that Kunpeng's spirit was about to collide, Dahe's sword intent surged, and one foot seemed to be an absolute defense.
Suddenly, a melodious sound of bells appeared, and three hundred Buddha Light Pan Bells appeared, one layer inside another, one bell larger than the next. The outermost Zhongzi Bell was as high as the top of the mountain, as strong as a palace, and as indestructible as the heavenly prison in the fairy world. .
And Fang Ping is at the center.
The next moment, the giant kun collided, and the golden bell exploded into pieces. The sound spread throughout the upper world, and the movement even affected the human world.
"When-when-"
The sound of the bells struck like thunder, as dense as rain, and together they sounded like thunder washing over the earth.
Baili Dongjun, who was guarding the Tianmen, looked at the upper world, but all he saw was hazy, with golden light flickering from time to time, making it impossible to see clearly.
He looked complicated:
"What a strong momentum, a battle from another world..."
Apocalypse below, more and more people are pouring into the city, pushing and killing people, just to gain a chance of immortality.
Mo Yi is responsible for killing those who step into the immortal light and try to ascend, preventing the immortals from harvesting their luck and increasing Fang Ping's pressure.
Lei Wujie, Xiao Se, Luo Mingxuan and others stood outside the fairy light, preventing these people from moving forward.
It was to help Fang Ping and save their lives.
Even if Mo Yi doesn't take action, if he succeeds in ascension, his luck will be drained and he will die soon.
The ending of both is death, but they must not be used by immortals.
But Lei Wujie and others alone were far from enough. Fortunately, Dugu Gugu and the members of Tianmingzhai came to support, with Wu Dadai and Hu Dan leading the way. A team of hundreds of people took control of each street, which greatly relieved the pressure on the former.
But something strange happened... Some of the dead people actually stood up again, picked up their swords and fought again, not afraid of pain, like medicine men.
...
"Ding--"
Long Yuan roared again, the sound was not loud, but the penetrating power was extremely strong.
"It's close again!" Immortal Lord Pengyun said in a panic.
The free heart clock is three hundred, and has been destroyed by two hundred and seventy-eight. During this period, sword sounds can be heard from time to time, and the speed is getting faster and faster.
And with every sound, the unknown aura in the far distance gets closer.
The immortals didn't know what it should be, but they instinctively felt uneasy. If they didn't deal with it, great terror might befall them.
"Ding--"
The breath was closer.
The immortals' spells are soaring, and every blow can move mountains and fill seas, which is a powerful force to destroy an party.
But Fang Ping's golden bell broke and rose again, breaking a hundred bells and rising two hundred again. Coupled with the absolute defense of Dahe's sword spirit, it managed to withstand the attacks of twenty immortals.
"Damn it... If it weren't for the sword energy barrier, I would have slapped him to death!" an immortal said angrily.
"It's really shameful that you can't even kill a wild monkey."
This is also true. Sword Qi Hell freezes all things, and only spiritual bodies can move, which limits powerful attack methods.
If restrictions were removed, Fang Ping would not be able to sustain even the first wave of offensive.
Compared to Dahe Sword Intent and Zi Zi Xin Zhong, Sword Intention Hell is the real defensive skill.
"Ding--"
Another sword cry sounded, and all the immortals were startled, and they all raised their heads and looked up into the sky.
I saw a sudden appearance of white light in the sky, and a complex formation was outlined and formed. Three hundred light wheels were nested in each other, opening a space channel in the upper realm.
Surging immortal power poured into the upper realm, as dense and thick as water mist.
"Such abundant power, what kind of world is that?" Immortal Lord Pengyun looked astonished and couldn't help but yearn for it.
The most excited person was Immortal Leyong. When the immortal power poured in, half of his dead body seemed to come to life, and there was a faint tendency to heal. The severed hand was extremely itchy and difficult to touch, and new granulations were growing.