After discussing, the five people began to investigate the surrounding area.
Qi Tianchen operated the Bagua Heart Gate to help everyone hide their bodies and auras, but if they were too close to the immortal, they might still be discovered.
"There are indeed few immortals," Fang Ping said. "You can search for an hour at most. If it doesn't work, just wait until next time."
The other four nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, Li Changsheng paused, raised his arm, and signaled everyone to stop.
"Yes!"
Under his leadership, several people came to a platform formed by three empty islands. Not far ahead, there was a figure in blue walking in the void, holding a ram's horn magic weapon, and babbled something:
"...Oh, don't worry. Pojun Immortal Lord gives back to the world, and the range covers a very far distance. You can also feel the Immortal Lord's blessings wherever I patrol."
"Well, I will definitely not miss this opportunity to practice. After finally being promoted to an immortal, I will definitely take another step forward. Otherwise, future generations will have to be immortal servants."
"It doesn't matter. The area I'm responsible for is far away. No one will notice if I'm lazy on patrol..."
Fang Ping was slightly startled. Is this new immortal talking to the immortal on the phone?
Is the upper realm magic weapon so advanced?
Li Changsheng and others even called it miraculous. The upper world is much more developed. If this ram's horn artifact were placed in the human world, it would definitely be called a treasure.
"How?" The Imperial Master whispered, maintaining the Taoist method to suppress and hide everyone's presence, "It's a distance of five hundred meters, and you will be discovered if you go any further."
Fang Ping gave everyone a look:
"According to the plan, take action!"
After finishing speaking, five figures spread out and surrounded the target from different directions.
The latter suddenly noticed the sound of the wind and was about to turn around when a golden rope came through the air.
"call out--!"
The golden light was like a fairy rope, so powerful that it instantly knocked down the new immortal's ram's horn magic weapon.
"who?!"
The latter's face was full of horror, this aura was clearly that of a mortal from the lower realm!
How dare they!
But before he could take action to counterattack, the sound of swords suddenly sounded all around, and hundreds of long swords poured out with Li Changsheng's finger, instantly trapping the immortal.
It is the castrated version of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
"Zheng——"
"Zheng——"
The immortal's face became even more horrified. As soon as he used his power to protect himself, the ten long swords were slashed with murderous intent, and three sword auras were swung out with one sword.
The immortal trembled and almost broke his defense, so he could only hold on bravely.
"Moonset and flowers in the morning!"
"Gossip!"
In the blink of an eye, two figures rushed into the sword formation, their attacks were extremely powerful, and their moves contained murderous intent, intending to kill them with one blow.
If the Zhuxian Sword Formation was alive under Li Changsheng's control, it would not only automatically avoid Qi Tianchen and Li Hanyi, but even assist them.
But the immortal on the side felt uncomfortable.
"Damn it, how could a mortal appear here? Could it be that someone sneaked in when the Heavenly Gate was opened last time?"
The immortal's brows were furrowed. His defense was exhausted and he didn't dare to fight back. He only thought about how to get out of trouble.
After all, he is just a new immortal, not much stronger than the Mystic Realm of Immortals. If he didn't rely on the immortal body and the blessing of magic weapons, he might not be able to survive for five seconds.
But the next moment, the world was suddenly covered with a layer of oil color.
"Sword twenty-three!"
"Rite Soul!"
The immortal's thoughts were surging, fear filled his mind, and his desire to survive was infinitely amplified. Horror was no longer enough to describe his mood.
...
At the same time, the immortal burial ceremony of Immortal Pojun was halfway through.
Pojun Immortal is blue, so all the immortals put on blue robes. Pojun Immortal's magic weapon is the Sky-Opening Axe, and all the basket robes are embroidered with a silver ax pattern.
Shuanglong leads to the Immortal Temple, and walks around the Immortal Palace. There are many immortals around, and six immortals send them off solemnly.
After the death of the immortal, he will enter the prescribed cave, called the immortal tomb, to benefit the descendants of the immortal palace and contribute to the cause of the upper world.
The Immortal Lord is different and will be classified into a higher-level Immortal Tomb. The corpse affects the environment and creates great opportunities. Only the Immortal Lord is qualified to enter, pick or practice.
But Pojun Immortal Lord was an accident.
His meridians were destroyed by the sword, and his immortal body was cut into pieces. He could not retain the immortal energy in his body, and the energy poured out uncontrollably, which was the random and continuous burst of azure energy in the temple.
The blessings of the Immortal Lord are returned to the upper world, and everyone can have an opportunity. This is a very happy thing, but the faces of the other six Immortal Lords are gloomy.
It's not that I can't bear to part with the opportunity left by Po Jun. After all, if I divide it into six parts, each person won't get much...
The main reason is that those immortal servants and new immortals can also greedily absorb the essence of immortal energy, improve step by step, and consolidate their cultivation.
The lower the cultivation level, the more obvious the improvement.
The three-class division that has been stable for thousands of years has begun to loosen due to the death of Pojun Immortal Lord... The decrease in the number of immortal servants and the increase in immortals will lead to a reduction in the resource reserves of the upper realm.
Obviously, this is not based on the rule of the upper realm.
Without the fairy servants, who will do their work?
But when the Immortal Lord passes away, the Immortal Burial Ceremony is necessary.
"Immortal Lord, have a good journey..."
Immortal Pengyun followed behind the Immortal Temple, looking sad and with faint traces of tears on both sides of his nose.
Immortal Yuan Qing next to him was also in a bad mood, looking at the Yin and Yang Dragons in a daze:
"Why... is it always the Pojun Immortal Palace that gets damaged?"
Speaking of the losses to Pojun Immortal Palace, there was actually Immortal Leyong. His immortal coffin was located five hundred meters behind the Immortal Temple, but no one paid attention to it.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and the six immortals stood in unison, looking towards the extreme south at the same time, with piercing eyes.
The funeral immortal present seemed to notice something, and immediately looked along the immortal's line of sight, trying to detect something...
There seemed to be a surge of sword intent.
In an instant, the figures of the six immortals disappeared, and the yin and yang dragons pulling the immortal temple became restless.
...
On the other side, the immortal died under Long Yuan's sword.
His body was imprisoned by the sword energy hell and could not move at all. Faced with several attacks, he could only dodge with his soul out of his body. However, the twenty-three swords were attacks by the soul and cooperated with the ritual soul to destroy the body, and the immortal died completely.
"Remove, they are coming!"
Fang Ping noticed the vibration in the space, threw out the golden light spell with his left hand, wrapped the immortal corpse and fled towards the direction of Amethyst, followed closely by the others.
As soon as the few people left, several devastating attacks came down, annihilating the empty islands within a hundred miles.
The attack arrived before anyone arrived, and the six immortals came here a moment later, completely ignoring the life and death of the patrolling immortals.
Wenquxianzun's expression changed slightly:
"It's him, he can't be wrong."
"There are other domestic animals," Jumen Xianzun added.
Compared with last time, the anger of the immortals has only increased. This is an active invasion of the upper world to kill people!
It’s so arrogant!
"Kill him, this is the best chance!"
The Sixth Immortal Lord followed Fang Ping and others' aura and chased after them, their brows and eyes filled with murderous intent.
But when they arrived, they only saw a flash of purple light dissipate, the Tianmen quickly closed, and Fang Ping's smiling mouth disappeared.
According to time calculation, Amethyst should have passed through the upper realm, and the Tianmen should have been closed, but Fang Ping used golden light to tie Amethyst to prevent it from continuing to rise.
The Tianmen closed and strengthened under the influence of the rules. The moment the amethyst was removed, the force exploded rapidly, and the Tianmen disappeared at a speed beyond imagination.