Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 846 Immortal road is difficult, heaven is unfair!
The deal has not yet been concluded, and the situation has gotten out of control. From the initial competition for bidding, to the later overpowering and confrontation.

Now it's even more chaotic, there are two ways of righteousness and evil, and the arrogance and evildoers of the major forces, one by one, are unwilling to be lonely, and get involved in it, turning an auction into a chaotic battle for power and supremacy.

"Boom!!"

The void was turbulent, and the sea of ​​blood was surging. An evil youth wearing a gold-rimmed blood robe, a jade crown, and holding a treasure fan manifested. He was covered in blood and looked very unreal. Before the Fairy Shadow on the Cloud Bridge.

"Loving the fragrance and cherishing the jade? If Mr. Xue refers to turning beauties into painted skins, I really don't understand."

Daoxuan turned into a fairy shadow, stood on the cloud bridge, looked at the other party, and said calmly.

The latter's expression turned cold, and just as he was about to make a move, the xiao song stopped, the magic sound dissipated, and in the faint curls, a veiled gauze, an extremely perfect witch, condensed, holding a tube of dark and simple jade in her hand. flute.

It was that witch of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, Tu Mei!

This woman has enchanting curves and a charming figure. Everything is perfect and impeccable. She can be called a stunner in the world, but she also has a pure and beautiful face.

It's like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, a girl who doesn't care about worldly affairs, every time she smiles, she's like a fairy, she's so pure, it makes people feel pity and care, and she just feels willing to do anything for her, even to die.

Really answered that sentence, the face of an angel, the figure of a devil!
As soon as she appeared, Tu Mei frowned slightly, stomped her feet, and uttered angrily, "It's so boring, I finally found some fun, and you two come out to disturb me, it's so annoying!"

These words are obviously complaining, but they are like a yellow warbler, cute and playful, making it difficult to really get angry.

"Junior Sister Meier, I." Nie Yun opened his mouth to explain, but before he could finish his sentence, his complexion changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and when he raised his hand, the sea of ​​blood was full of waves, and a huge barrier was raised, and the surge was emptied.

At this moment, a terrifying hostility and murderous intent enveloped him, and the Dao of the Sword slashed across the sky, majestic and majestic, cutting through the waves, and directly cut the entire sea of ​​blood, including the blood son Nie Yun, with a single sword.

The sword light dissipated, and the drunken Taoist stepped out of it, with sharp eyes, like an ancient sword fairy.

The sea of ​​blood was shattered and cut open by someone's sword. Nie Yun did not die. Visible to the naked eye, the entire No. 13 VIP room in the Purple Mansion shook. The blood light dimmed, followed by a more terrifying and fierce breath. Soar into the sky.

In the distance, Young Master Xue's face was gloomy, and he condensed into form again, without a word of nonsense, the folding fan danced, and the blood light was like a dragon, roaring through the sea, and went straight to the drunken Taoist.

The latter's eyes were cold, and he didn't say much. He glanced at Daoxuan, turned into a sword light and slashed into the sky again.

"Hehe. The annoying guy has finally left, Brother Daoxuan, now there is no one in the way, do you want to play with Meier first?"

Tu Meisu covered her lips with her hand, giggled coquettishly, suddenly put her index finger into her lips, licked her sweet tongue lightly, and touched it, looking at Daoxuan with eyes full of charm and innocence, as if talking casually, but also like It's full of hints. (Writing this paragraph, to be honest, Jian Chen is a little terrified and terrified right now.)
Seeing this scene in all directions below, they knew that Tu Mei was a witch and a demon girl, and she couldn't be provoked at all, but they still felt hot in an instant, their eyes were blazing, and they felt that there was a flame burning wildly in their bodies, devouring reason, and boiling blood.

However, Daoxuan didn't move at all. On the contrary, his expression became colder and colder. He stretched out his hand and threw it without hesitation.

"Giggle." Seeing this, Tu Mei was not only not afraid, but was very excited. Amidst her coquettish laughter, the person had turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared. Illusion, sound waves, this time, all came towards Daoxuan.

Here, Duanchou and Yunmiao are fighting each other, and it is not over yet. In the blink of an eye, there is another Xianmen Demon Sect, and powerful monsters from all major forces join in and compete one by one.

Six terrifying avenues of coercion, ravaging, took the entire venue void as a battlefield, all kinds of supernatural powers evolved, and various magic weapons transformed into shapes, carrying their own thoughts and breaths, attacking each other, and a war broke out, shocking the entire Zifu fairy The palace rustled.

The Sifang monks were real, pale, and looked up at the sky with some trepidation. Although it was just a manifestation of the Dao, the competition between the momentum and will would not kill their lives, but they still felt shocking.

Those supernatural powers and magic weapons derived from random actions all have mysterious and inconceivably powerful powers.

It is conceivable that if one really meets any of these six people outside, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Yun Miao made such a big storm with one shot, everyone did not expect it, the scene became uncontrollable in an instant, and it was on the verge of breaking out.

That kind of horror and oppression that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building is like thousands of mountains hanging in the void, oppressing the monks below so that it is extremely difficult to breathe, and they are all horrified.

The color of fear appeared on their faces, but none of the real monks in the room withdrew. On the contrary, even if they were afraid, depressed, uncomfortable, or horrified, everyone's eyes were shining, and they stared at him without blinking. In the battlefield above, everyone is fighting.

Immortal road is difficult, and the further you go, the more difficult and difficult, there are many bottlenecks, they are all natural moats, not everyone is arrogant, they are all evildoers, there are holy land and fairy gates to rely on, and the strong are teachers.

For many real people and true monarchs here, it is not easy for them to get to where they are today. They all come from countless life and death, the tempering of blood and fire. Every piece of spiritual weapon and magic weapon has to be conspired with others.

It can be said that in terms of experience, compared with Xianmen, Holy Land, and Demon Sect, these Heaven's Chosen Ones are much more difficult and miserable.

But God is so unfair, limited by their own talents and cultivation resources, hindered by the rudimentary Taoism, and without the protection of a powerful teacher, no matter how much they experience and pay, they will not be Duanchou and Yunmiao. opponent.

If there is no fate of shocking immortals, almost all of this life can only look up to those evildoers, fighting for the front step by step, walking far away, and watching the young generation's arrogance, from chasing to surpassing, and finally turning into looking up again.

Among them, many people will fall halfway, some lifespans will be exhausted, some will be beheaded by others, and some will directly become the stepping stones for those arrogances to become famous in the first battle.

Although it is very unwilling, but the reality is like this, and it can be reversed without a word or a thought, just like now, they are both real people and saints, but compared with those powerful evildoers, they are like ants and dust, insignificant.

(End of this chapter)