Licking his lips, the man looked at Tu Yun and said with a smile, "Submit to me, and I will not only save you from death, but also make you the commander-in-chief under me. []"
"You're dreaming!"
As the helmsman of the great Immortal Sect, for the benefit of his disciples and the inheritance of the sect, he can endure endless humiliation, but the other party is cruel and bloodthirsty, and has no mercy at all. Since he can't even live a humble life, then why not?
It is better to die generously than to be happy.
"You don't know what is good and what is bad. It's a pity that you are a talented person."
The man fused Tu Aotian's corpse, and his skills were even more powerful than before. A mighty force that dominated the world surged out. His fingertips turned into indestructible gray blades of light, sliding across every inch of Tu Tian's skin, tearing out
There were hideous scars, the skin and flesh were turned upside down, and blood was flowing out.
The evil laughter spread across the battlefield, and the side of the Immortal Palace fell into darkness that could never see the light of day. Tu Aotian, the ancestral level, was almost killed by the opponent in an instant. His corpse was reduced to the skin of the evil spirit, and their spiritual leader, the Immortal Palace
Tu Tian, the most outstanding master of the palace, is also in danger at this moment. His life is not as fragile as a crawling ant on the ground.
"Rush forward and rescue the palace master."
I don't know who shouted loudly, but all the immortal disciples responded immediately. They picked up the scarred weapons, raised their tired heads, and crazy flowers bloomed beautifully in their hearts.
Extending one's head is a sword, and retracting one's head is also a sword. You are going to die anyway, so why continue to be timid? Many people burn their potential and condense the most powerful blow in this life. In an instant, the sky is filled with rays of light, and the terrifying killing technique is formed.
A torrent stretching for thousands of miles, all evil spirits retreated, not daring to compete with a group of crazy wild beasts.
Aware of the huge destructive power contained in the torrent, the man still smiled indifferently. He pulled out his sword. The moment the sword was unsheathed, a soul-stirring melody seemed to sound. He danced as elegant as the wind, and the strange long sword transformed.
Thousands of sword shadows appeared, and the sword shadows overlapped and turned into a black skull. The skull stopped in the void, waiting for the torrent of destruction to hit at a very fast speed.
A shocking loud noise erupted, and the extremely squeezed space rebounded, forming a rapidly spreading whirlpool. The whirlpool swallowed up the evil spirits and monks in the Immortal Palace who had no time to escape.
The dust and smoke dissipated and the sword was sheathed. Tu Yun's expression changed drastically. This guy was truly terrifying. Such a terrifying collision did not even damage a single strand of his hair.
"It's really annoying. Is there any point in retaliating on the verge of death? It's you, the leader, who can't teach you well, so I'll punish you first, and I'll take care of the others later."
When danger was imminent, Tu Yun would not sit still and wait for death. Qi and blood surged up to the heavenly spirit cap, dyeing all the natal charts red. The extremely weak power of fate flowed from the violently rotating natal charts. Following this, many cracks appeared on the natal charts.
Divinity gradually disappears.
"Fate, hang me."
Except for the sect leaders of the past generations, no one knows the details of the destiny charts of the heavens. The most precious thing about the destiny charts is the power of fate. Although it is very small, it is very pure. It is the core and foundation of the destiny charts of the heavens.
With the blessing of the power of fate, Tu Yun shattered the hand that restrained him, and the momentum he exuded made the man unable to remain calm and frowned slightly.
"Fate, the thing that disgusts me the most, is your trump card, so just accept your death."
Tu Yun looked bleak. He knew better than anyone how short-lived the power of fate was. He decided to retreat first. The Immortal Palace still had some secrets. A dying fairy and his father Tu Tian, they were in Tongtian.
The door was closed, and Tu Yun didn't want to alarm them. Unfortunately, the enemy was too tough and he couldn't deal with it. Although the fairy spirit might not be able to turn things around, it could at least hold on for a while longer.
However, it was impossible for that person to give him this opportunity. He crossed his hands above his head, and a green Bagua formed, filled with a thick aura of death. If Tu Yun was hit, he would definitely end up in a state of complete disarray.
The remaining disciples of the Immortal Palace got up from the ground and rushed towards the Green Bagua, trying to block the speed of the Green Bagua with their flesh and blood, but that person didn't care at all. Wherever the Green Bagua passed, no one was spared.
One by one, the corpses were squeezed dry and then shattered into powder. Tu Yun tried his best to escape towards the Gate of Heaven, but Green Bagua was on the line faster than him, and the distance between the two kept shrinking.
, the hairs on the back of Tu Yun’s neck stood up, and goose bumps appeared.
The man held the hilt of the sword with one hand and held it behind his back with the other, his eyes still so cold.
"Dad, let me save you."
Just when the Green Bagua was about to hit Tu Yun's waist, a cauldron fell from the sky, and its majestic force crushed the Green Bagua into pieces.
The man's expression changed, the sword was unsheathed, and the sword light swept away. Tianyu trembled in the sword light. Compared with this sword, the previous attack was just a joke. How many people's souls were shattered in this moment and became
This sword sacrifice.
"The heaven and earth are vast, the righteousness is overwhelming, and the cauldron of Wuxu refines evil spirits."
The hovering spindle-shaped white cocoon of the Wuxu Cauldron emitted a waterfall of silk threads three thousand feet long, picking apart all the sword rays, and then rolled them into the Wuxu Cauldron without missing a trace.
The man's eyes were horrified, and there was a faint light on the soles of his feet. He kept jumping in the space, and swung his sword at the white cocoon of the Wuxu Cauldron from all directions, but without exception, it was bounced away and refined, causing him to step aside temporarily.
Dare to fight against Bai Cocoon.
"Xin'er, is that you? What happened to your mother?"
Tu Yun felt uncomfortable, not sure whether he should be happy or worried. The Wuxu Ding had been passed down for so many generations, but no one could take the initiative to sacrifice it. But Godson did it. He could escape the disaster, all thanks to Godson's timely response.
Arrive.
But in fact, Tu Yun didn't want Longxin to come. The fact that Godson could activate the Wuxu Cauldron just proved that Godson was indeed a wonder of ten thousand years. He could 100% revive the Immortal Palace in the future. Now he was risking his life for him. If anything happened, he would definitely
But the eternal sinner of the Immortal Palace is the most failed father.
"Dad, it's a child. Mom is fine. Wait until I kill this evil spirit." The voice of the dragon core came from the white cocoon, and Tu Yun felt both familiar and slightly unfamiliar.
"I'm not ashamed of my words, but with this incomplete cauldron and a junior like you, it's nothing more than an idiot's dream."
The man's expression returned to normal, and the strange sword that resembled a sword trembled slightly in the wind. His left hand magic skills were condensed and shot into the divine sword. A sinister smile swept across the sky, and the waves of swords in Yangguan's three folds were higher than each other.
With a wave, the blade of the sword rubbed against the body of the tripod, distorting all the laws of order.
After all, the Wuxu Cauldron was broken. The hazy light could only protect the cauldron from further damage, but it could not automatically resist the overbearing power coming from the blade. The Wuxu Cauldron was suppressed and retreated step by step.
Seeing this scene, Tu Yun was about to tell Longxin to leave him alone and run away. Unfortunately, before the words could come out of his throat, a waterfall of chaos dropped down, almost breaking the strange divine sword.
"You're quite capable, but you still can't do anything to me. I want to see how many people you can save from me."
The sword deflected and flew towards the scattered monks of the Immortal Palace. The angry sword shadow roared crazily. Lives were ending one by one. Tigers were entering the flock. There was no need to guess the outcome.
He was unwilling to give in. He was a ruthless person in his lifetime, but today he couldn't subdue a boy. This made him very angry. If he didn't kill someone, he would have nowhere to vent his anger.
"Yaoxie, I will destroy you, Haoran Wuji."
The white cocoon exuded a thick cold air. Those who died tragically at the hands of that man were all elders who usually loved him. How could he not be angry?
The Wuxu Cauldron soared into the sky, and a complete formation diagram at the bottom of the cauldron shone brightly. It flew out from the Wuxu Cauldron. The vast universe in the formation diagram seemed to have the entire universe refined within it. This is the awe-inspiring image inscribed by the Taoist Patriarch.
In the Wuji Formation, if even the emperor is trapped by this formation, it will be difficult to break out of the formation unless he gets rid of his distracting thoughts.
Haoran's righteous energy flowed in the formation, forming a small world with only good and no evil. The man smelled the aura that could make him disappear. He screamed sharply, pointed the tip of the sword directly at the Nine Nether Gate in the sky, and struck out a shocking demonic light.
The Haoran Wuji Formation did not dodge at all, facing the dazzling demonic light.
When the iceberg met the fire, they began to consume each other. The man's left hand kept flying, releasing spells, praying to the Nine Nether Gate to give him greater power, and the aura of awe-inspiring is the nemesis of the evil spirit, even though the dragon core
The Taoist skills are low, but they are still trying to suppress the opponent.
"Dad, please bring your uncles to within a hundred feet of the Wuxu Cauldron. Only with great righteousness can you protect them."
"Okay." Tu Yun's injury was not serious and he immediately started moving people.
"You dare to be distracted when you are fighting with me. You are simply desperate."
The man held the sword with both hands, and the sword light shot up into the sky, piercing into the heart of Haoran Wuji Formation, and the light of the formation dimmed a lot in an instant.
The white cocoon glowed a light pink. Tu Yun was shocked and shouted with all his strength, "Xin'er, leave us alone. You rush out first, find your aunts, and avenge us."
"Dad, it's okay, this little injury can't do anything to me."
"It's a small injury. I've hurt your essence. How long can you hold on? This broken cauldron is not something you can use for a long time."
The man had penetrated the cultivation level of Loong Xin and knew that he had been seriously injured. Even if the divine power of the Wuxu Cauldron was missing, it would still consume the vitality of the world. The fact that Loong Xin could activate the Haoran Wuji Formation was a miracle in itself. To continue to activate the Wuxu Cauldron, it would not be possible at all.
unrealistic.
"Xin'er, don't lie to dad. Don't force yourself if you can't do anything. Save your mother and leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible."
"Dad, don't give up hope. I estimate that my uncle will definitely be able to wake up. I will use my awe-inspiring energy to send you to break through the blocked time and space, and I will give my talents to my aunts. As for here, you don't have to worry. If the Wuxu Cauldron does not sink, he will break it.
No."
Longxin did not intend to give Tu Yun a chance to refute. A ray of divine light shot from the Wuxu Cauldron to Tu Yun. Tu Yun's body immediately became ethereal. The man waved his sword to stop him, but in the end he was a step too slow. The Wuxu Cauldron lowered its light,