Chapter 241 Beheading the Son, Xuantian’s old friend

“Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying?!”

Elder Hei Xuan of the Xuanming Holy Land turned pale with fright, and was so frightened that he was so frightened that he instantly broke out in cold sweat.

The    Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying is too famous for its vicious reputation. Suddenly seeing this legendary peerless weapon, Elder Heixuan couldn’t help losing his mind and panicked and wanted to flee.

However, in the next quarter of an hour, the Flying Sword of Immortal Slaying flew out of the gourd, and two divine lights shot out from his eyes, which fixed his divine soul in the air, and instantly appeared on top of his head. Going out, the headless body fell into the air, blood spilling into the sky.

Yuling burned all their bodies with a fire, and took advantage of the situation to put away their treasures, leaving a huge ‘feather’ on the spot, and the figure disappeared.

8,000 miles away, five young men and women are besieging a thousand-zhang Qingjiao.

Qing Jiao’s body was suffocating with suffocation, and the slightest movement caused the sky to collapse.

And the five young men and women are all extraordinary in appearance, with a dusty temperament, and sway in their gestures, all of them are unparalleled talents in the Taoist realm.

The costumes on them are different, obviously from different forces, and they are all the sons or descendants of the major forces.

A young man with a stern face stepped back thousands of miles, and a dagger with monstrous killing intent appeared on the lid of the Heavenly Spirit, exuding the unique power of a semi-holy soldier. Friends, keep this reptile in check, and leave the rest to me, Duanmuhan!”

“Fellow Daoist Duanmu, don’t worry! We will try our best to contain it!” Someone responded, all kinds of magical treasures greeted the Wanzhang Qingjiao, and the Wanzhang Qingjiao roared again and again. Break through the blockade of the four.

Duanmuhan was urging the dagger with all his strength. Suddenly, he looked into the distant sky and found the Yuling manifesting out of thin air in the void. He couldn’t help but change his face slightly. : “I’m waiting for the hunt, don’t make mistakes, fellow Daoist!”

Yu Ling’s gaze fell on him, the catastrophe rune flashed in his eyes, and he launched an attack without saying a word.

Duanmuhan instantly felt that the divine power in his body was rioting, the sea of god was turbulent, and the demons were infested. Every pore was burning with a flame full of catastrophe. worked together on him.

“Humph!”

Duanmu Han snorted, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and two cold glows flashed in his eyes, forcibly controlling the dagger and the semi-sacred soldier to slash at Yu Ling.

“Clang!”

The town bell suddenly flew out of Yuling’s Tianling cover, and the nine-colored light shone on the world, sending out a world-shattering bell, and the rolling sound waves turned into waves of energy, weakening layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, the dagger was attacked by a semi-holy soldier. collapse.

“The natal magic weapon?”

In the distance, a woman who used the vision of an iceberg of ten thousand feet exclaimed, and immediately shouted in shock and anger: “What is the origin of fellow Daoist? Why are you waiting for me? Aren’t you afraid of me waiting for the holy land behind you?”

“I seek revenge against the Duanmu family, and it has nothing to do with you!”

Yu Ling responded indifferently, stepped on the void, and instantly came to Duanmuhan, raised his hand and slapped towards Duanmuhan, the jade hand turned into an ancient tomb, and a tombstone that reached the sky appeared on it, as if it could suppress the world. road.

Supernatural powers, funeral way!

Duanmuhan is fighting against the power of catastrophe in his body, and facing this great supernatural power is unavoidable.

“Boom!”

A dull roar sounded between the heavens and the earth, the tomb suppressed Duanmuhan below, and the violent energy turbulence swept through the heavens and the earth, setting off a storm of energy in the void.

In an instant, the divine power in Duanmuhan’s body was completely banned, and he couldn’t exert it at all. His body fell uncontrollably from the void, and his face was full of fear.

“Boom!”

Yu Ling held his hands towards Duanmu Han, and thousands of avenues between heaven and earth converged towards Duanmu Han.

Before his body fell to the ground, he had already turned into a broken bone, his soul was annihilated in the shattering void, and his death was very complete.

The four saint-child characters who are fighting against Wanzhang Qingjiao are all shocked: The contemporary descendant of the Duanmu family died like this? What is the origin of the woman who shot? Isn’t she afraid of the crazy revenge of the Duanmu family?

“Boom!”

The avenue roared, the heaven and the earth shook, and thousands of avenues left a huge ancient word on the land where Duanmuhan fell: Yu!

Yu Ling took away all the treasures left by Duanmuhan, and the figure disappeared in place, ignoring the four holy children and Wanzhang Qingjiao.

“Yu? The innate dao embryo of the Yu family of the Holy Dao! The ancestor of the Duanmu family once participated in the battle of the Yu family’s destruction. No wonder she said she would seek revenge against the Duanmu family!” A blue-clothed youth exclaimed.

The other people all had a sudden look on their faces. They all learned what happened in the dead starry sky and understood that the innate Dao embryo of the Yu family had stepped into the Dao Lord realm. This was specially in this primitive fairy mansion to attack Yu. The hostile forces at home seek revenge!

A beautiful and moving woman said thoughtfully: “The God of Wildfire is also in this secret realm. This person has the appearance of a great emperor, and his future achievements are limitless! Shall we inform him?”

The blue-clothed youth squinted at her, shook his head and said, “The Yu family’s congenital dao fetus is not easy to mess with, she wants to seek revenge, I’d better not interfere, so as not to cause trouble! She will have a battle with the **** child of wild fire, No matter who wins or loses, it has nothing to do with me! I just need to wait and watch!”

Everyone nodded secretly, Yuling killed Duanmuhan, the unparalleled genius of the holy child level, in just a few breaths. The strength exposed is probably not her full strength, and staying out of the matter is the best choice.

“What should we do now?” The iceberg woman frowned, and blossoming ice lotuses bloomed on the iceberg behind her, turning into a great formation of ice lotuses, resisting the madness of Wanzhang Qingjiao.

The blue-clothed youth smiled bitterly and said, “Duanmuhan is already dead. The price I have to pay to kill this mad green dragon is too high, let’s get out first!”

Although the other people were unwilling, they never fell in love with each other, no longer entangled with Wanzhang Qingjiao, and used various secret methods to quickly disappear into the horizon.

Six thousand miles away, a black tiger of 1000 meters was lying in a pool of blood. Its body was covered with strange bright red flowers. Nearby, a woman in a green dress sat cross-legged in the air, vaguely with the corpse of Qingjiao. Blossoming strange flowers echo.

The aura of this woman is rapidly rising, and thousands of avenues are roaring and trembling around her, as if she is impacting the Taoist realm.

Suddenly, the woman opened her eyes and looked at the void.

Before she could react, the thousands of avenues in the surroundings were all out of control, and they collapsed towards her in unison, drowning her in an instant.

After a while, the void returned to calm, all traces of this woman’s existence were erased, not even a dead bone was left, leaving a huge ancient character in place: Yu!

Similar things are constantly being staged in various places in this secret realm. Forces such as Wildfire God Sect, Wanhua Valley, Qianqiong Palace, Duanmu Family, Shengdao Ling Family, Xuanming Holy Land have all suffered heavy losses. The elders and disciples of their forces have all suffered heavy losses. As long as they encounter Yuling, they will all be slaughtered, and none of them will survive.

Those who died in the hands of Yu Ling were not only ordinary geniuses in the power realm, but also saint children in the Taoist realm, and even a few sages in the Taoist realm.

Gradually, the news spread that the Yu family’s congenital Dao fetus was seeking revenge in the secret realm. The disciples or elders who survived by such forces as the Wildfire God Sect and Wanhua Valley were in danger and dared not stay in this secret realm. In the middle, each automatically used a secret method to quickly evacuate, lest the next one would be himself.

As time goes by, Feather Spirit can sense the aura of these hostile forces less and less.

After a few days, Yu Ling finally sensed it again. She clearly sensed the aura of another disciple of the Xuanming Holy Land thousands of miles away, and rushed towards that direction without hesitation.

“Boom!”

As soon as    Yuling approached the area within a thousand miles, he sensed a dull sound coming from the depths of the void ahead, obviously someone was fighting a battle of life and death.

In the battle ahead, Yu Ling sensed a familiar aura, which was unique to the disciples of Xuantian Holy Land.

Yu Ling’s mind moved slightly, his body merged into the void, and he quickly rushed towards the area of the battle.

From a distance, Yu Ling saw a hundred-mile-long pitch-black cracks torn open in the void ahead, thousands of stars shone on the heavens and the earth, monstrous black water swelled the sky, the world-destroying thunder shook the sky, and the domineering unicorn roared the mountains and rivers. , collapsed and destroyed everywhere.

Looking carefully, there are more than ten unparalleled Tianjiao in the Taoist realm ahead besieging a young man in a pale golden robe. Every time he fights, the sky and the earth are cracked, the stars are splashing, and the sky and the earth are collapsing.

The young man under siege is none other than the Holy Son of Xuantian, Xiao Yixian!

They don’t know how long the war has been going on. The area of thousands of miles around is covered with traces of the war, full of holes and devastated.

“Boom!”

Xiao Yixian’s hair was disheveled, his golden robe was stained with blood, and his eyes were as cold as a knife. He was in a vast and deep starry sky, and instantly approached one of the white-clothed youths. Cut, blood splashed in the blue sky.

“Roar!”

There was a roaring sound of a unicorn in the void, and a unicorn full of raging flames manifested out of thin air, roaring to pieces, forcibly forcing Xiao Yixian to vomit blood and retreat.

The two bodies of the young man in white who had been cut into two pieces were joined together, his divine power was surging, his life essence was surging, and in the blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state.

Xiao Yixian’s whole body shone with splendid starlight. In the siege of many unparalleled talents, he rushed to the left and right, and fought bravely, but he was blocked again and again, and his divine power was close to drying up, and it was obvious that he could not hold on for long.

(end of this chapter)