Nine turns immortal

Phew, a fierce sword energy whizzed out, making people terrified, sharp, sharp, and terrifying. Wang Gan has practiced so far, although he has not been able to fully exert the power of the holy sword, but he has achieved about three or four times. [-]% to [-]% of the power is already extremely impressive. Now, Wang Gan has truly launched the attacking power of the Yuantu Holy Sword.

The faint blood-red sword energy, coupled with Wang Qian's own avenue power, is unimaginably fast, surpassing everything, comparable to the light of lightning, and what is even more powerful is that the sharpness of this holy sword is the most terrifying , Pfft, a sword, just under a sword, the huge red dragon winding in the void howled miserably, collapsed on the spot, turned into a cloud of red clouds, and the red dragon son was even more so. Under this sword, he was severely injured, and the huge red dragon was his Chilong True Fire Dao, which was formed by the core power of his avenue, containing the original mana and the will of the primordial spirit. , the damage to him can be imagined, blood spouted continuously, almost unable to stop.His face became even paler, as if he had lost all his blood, his appearance was in a miserable mess, he didn't look like a half-step god at all.

"You, Wang Gan!"

The Son of Chilong was terrified to death, he was too strong, Wang Gan was too strong, he was not an opponent at all, he shot with all his strength, hit Chilong True Fire Dao, with the power to burn the sky and boil the sea, but in front of Wang Gan, all The sword shattered directly, which almost scared him to death.

Saint soldier, the rumor that Wang Qian possessed a holy soldier, the Chilong Son naturally knew about it, and he even coveted Wang Gan's holy soldier, but he never found a chance, and now he finally encountered it, but The power of this holy soldier is too powerful. The sword energy just now was too sharp, too terrifying, and too deadly.

"Holy Son of the Red Dragon, this is the power of the Holy Sword of Yuan Tu. If you can see it, it will be considered a worthwhile life."

Wang Gan's tone became more and more indifferent, and a terrifying murderous aura shot out from his cold eyes, and the Yuantu Holy Sword in his hand was surrounded by wisps of sword energy. Obviously, with the next strike, he could definitely kill the Chilong Holy Son.

Fear, sorrow, resentment, all kinds of complex emotions are expressed from the eyes of the Red Dragon Son.

"Wait, Wang Gan, I don't have such a big enmity with you. There is no need to face each other. You have to know that my master is Yuanyang Xianzun, a giant in the fairy court. In this way, it is considered as if you spare my life." How about forming a good relationship with our master and apprentice!"

In the face of death, the Chilong Shengzi still lowered his haughty head and begged for mercy, but his begging for mercy was also very skillful. While being sincere and sincere, he showed his background, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, to persecute him. Wang Qian wanted him to feel scruples in his heart. In the view of Chilong Shengzi, the enmity between him and Wang Qian was not that deep. With the deterrent power of Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, Wang Qian should succumb.

"Hmph, as long as I don't die on the Yuxu battlefield this time, one day, you, Wang Qian, will also die by my hands. If it's not possible, I will ask the master to kill this Wang Gan. It is said that he has a lot of blood on his body. There are two holy weapons, one for Master and one for me, which is another great harvest."

While begging for mercy, Chilong Shengzi was constantly thinking in his heart. This time he lost face in front of Wang Gan, and he was beaten for mercy without even making a move. How could he bear it? Absolutely It's not over until you come back with vengeance.

Wang Gan looked at the Chilong Shengzi with deep and cold eyes, and clearly saw the resentment in the depths of his eyes. He didn't understand in his heart, this guy was absolutely unwilling, but life and death were in front of him, so he didn't care about it. Face begged for forgiveness.

Thinking of this, his murderous intention became more and more determined. Any hidden dangers must be killed early, otherwise it may be difficult to deal with in the future, and even bring great danger to himself. Although the Red Dragon Son is not his opponent now, but It's also possible that when the cultivation base suddenly improves by leaps and bounds, and then he will come to trouble himself again, then I don't know what the scene will be.

Sensing the change in Wang Gan's expression, Chilong Shengzi thumped in his heart. He really felt that something was wrong, and there was even a sense of despair in his heart. He knew that once Wang Gan made up his mind to kill him, he would definitely kill him today. There is no doubt that he must die, Wang did a great job, he knows it all too well.

Just when Wang Gan was about to make the final blow, beheading the Chilong Son directly, outside the battlefield of Yuxu, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable who had been sitting calmly stood up abruptly. Although the battlefield is now filled with blood-red evil clouds and mists, it is still difficult to stop his gaze. He clearly sees the battle between Chilong Shengzi and Wang Gan, and now he will kill his own when he sees Wang Gan Apprentice, this made him unable to calm down.

"Wang Qian, for my sake, bypass the Chilong!"

The cold and majestic voice passed through the space barrier of Yuxu Battlefield and directly rang in Wang Gan's heart.

"Yuanyang Immortal Venerable!"

Wang Gan's complexion suddenly became ugly.

"Huh, this Yuanyang Immortal Venerable is so shameless. A great immortal came to threaten me, a junior, and said what he said for his sake. This is not a threat, what is it!"

Angry, Yuanyang Xianzun's performance made Wang Gan angry. Since the start of the Yuxu battlefield, even though many sects and forces have killed many genius disciples, he has never heard of anyone directly intervening in the battle. So many Don't you feel distressed about the immortal power of the gods!And this Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, speaking like this is simply too much.

In Wang Gan's view, this kind of performance of Yuanyang Immortal Venerable is to threaten him with his absolute strength. Yes, Wang Gan is only a half-step immortal now, and he is not an opponent of Yuanyang Immortal Venerable. In such a situation, maybe the life of Chilong Shengzi would really be spared. After all, such a sin against a god is not worth it, and it is also very dangerous.

"Haha, Wang Gan, do it! Why don't you do it? Hmph, I know you don't have the guts to kill me. As long as you dare to do it today, after the ring battle is over, you will wait for my master Yuanyang Xianzun to kill you!" Revenge, the anger of a god mighty, probably not something you can bear!"

As if he had received the message from Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, the desperate and decadent Chilong Shengzi suddenly trembled again, his back straightened like a long spear, extremely proud, and even more contemptuous expression appeared on his face.

"Ok, ok, ok, Chiron, you're ok, you've completely pissed me off!"

Wang Gan's cold voice sounded, he was really angry, originally the Yuanyang Immortal Venerable had sent him a letter, but he was still thinking about whether to let the Chilong Shengzi go for a while, and find a chance to kill this person later , but seeing Chilong Shengzi like this, he was completely angry, absolutely can't tolerate it, this person must die!

"In Yuxu's ring battle, life and death depend on destiny. If you think you are the disciple of Yuanyang Immortal, I will spare your life. What can you be proud of? Die now!"

As soon as the word "death" was uttered, Wang Gan made a bold move, and the Yuantu Holy Sword in his hand drew a mysterious arc. The terrifying sword energy swept through the void, smashing everything, and with a puff, the head of the Red Dragon Son was cut off by Wang Gan. After all, the soul of Yuanshen was even more scattered by the terrifying Yuantu sword energy.

Chilong Shengzi died, and Wang Gan shot too suddenly, not to mention that Chilong Shengzi was not Wang Gan's opponent, facing his sudden blow, he didn't even have a chance to react, and was directly slain by a sword!

Resolute, ruthless, and decisive, Wang Gan is now doing it in one go, expressing it vividly.

Outside the battlefield, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable's face turned livid in an instant!Wang Gan decisively beheaded the Chilong Son, which was completely disrespectful to him. As a great immortal, even in the Yuxu Immortal Court, he still controlled a party's power. How could he feel better about losing face at the hands of a half-step immortal junior.

"Haha, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, it seems that your majesty is still not enough, you can't even deter a junior who is half a step into a fairy!"

Manmeng, the great immortal of the barbarian race, suddenly laughed wildly, not saving face for Immortal Yuanyang at all.This is for fear that the world will not be chaotic.

Yuanyang Xianzun snorted coldly and didn't speak. At this time, no matter what he said, he would lose face, so he might as well not say it, but he had already secretly kept Wang Gan in mind, and looked for a suitable opportunity to get back this face.

But on the other side, Sword Master Mingyue was in a different mood. He nodded secretly. He was more and more satisfied with Wang Gan as a disciple. He was decisive in killing and attacking, peerless in talent, and rich in opportunities. He was satisfied with everything. Originally, he also thought that Yuanyang Immortal Venerable would speak in person, and Wang Gan would let the Chilong Son go, but he didn't expect that it would end like this in the end!He has already decided that once Immortal Yuanyang finds trouble with Wang Gan, he must keep it.

Naturally, Wang Qian would not pay any attention to the powerful mood of these gods. He beheaded the Red Dragon Son, and as soon as his head fell off, a huge dragon appeared on the ground with red scales shining red. , as if there were clusters of flames burning.

This is the body of the Chilong Son. The Chilong Son itself is not a human being, but a dragon. The Chilong of the Dragon Clan is born with a great talent for flames. Once he practices it, he is stronger than ordinary dragons. Many, and it is precisely because of this talent that he was accepted as a disciple by Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, but it is a pity that he was beheaded by Wang Gan now.

The dragon clan is a treasure, Wang Qian naturally won't let it go, and put away the dragon corpse with a wave of his hand. The dragon corpse at the half-step fairy level is still very useful. It is the same precious refining material itself, which happens to be the most chaotic Bell's tonic.

After accepting the reward for the ring battle, Wang Gan stepped out, left the Yuxu battlefield, returned to the position of Taibai Sword Sect, and quietly watched the situation on the other battlefields.

As soon as he sat down, he felt a chill in his heart, and a faint ray of murderous intent concentrated on himself, deep, vast, unfathomable, and with a thought, a shadow of a person appeared in his heart, Immortal Yuanyang.

"Huh, Yuanyang Immortal, I'm waiting for you to kill me, but I want to see if you kill me first, or I first achieve the realm of immortal power! This kind of crisis can just be used as the motivation for my cultivation !"

With a cold snort in his heart, Wang Gan quickly calmed down. Although he was secretly wary of the possible revenge attack from Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, he was not afraid. , it may not be a bad thing for him, maybe it will make him stimulate his potential again and achieve the realm of immortal power faster!

At this moment, on the battlefield of Yuxu, fierce battles are in full swing, and every battlefield is full of Daoguang rampage, all kinds of terrifying magic tricks, and fairy rhymes appear one after another, which is extremely exciting.

Among them, Wang Qian saw many powerful characters, mysterious and unpredictable, with every move and style, all profound and mysterious, accompanied by the charm of the Supreme Dao, and their strength was terrifying.

On a battlefield, there were two people fighting. One of them was wearing a cyan Taoist robe and a sapphire Taoist crown on his head. He was a young Taoist, and Wang Gan knew from his aura. This person is the Holy Son of the Taiqing Sect.

His opponent was a cultivator wearing blood-colored battle armor, with a cold face and a murderous aura lingering around him, like a pure killing machine.

Blood Shura, Wang Gan recognized the race of this monk at a glance, it is the blood Shura clan, people of this race are born with extremely strong fighting power, and the one who is fighting the holy son of the Taiqing sect is even blood Shura The best of the family.

With a thought in his mind, Wang Qian knew that each of these two people was a half-step fairy.

"Senior Brother Wang, that is the legendary Holy Son of the Taiqing Sect, the Holy Son of Taiyuan!"

The holy son of the Taibai Sword Sect next to him, seeing Wang Qian's eyes focused on the battlefield, quickly introduced him quietly.

"Oh? Son of Taiyuan?"

Shaking his head, Wang Gan had no idea about this Son of Taiyuan.

"Yes, it is the Holy Son of Taiyuan. This holy son is in the Taiqing Sect. He is magnificent and famous. It is said that his cultivation base was unfathomable 500 years ago. He once went to the A mysterious place in the outer void collects all kinds of special vitality. At that time, he once met a powerful immortal from the outer domain. The two fought a battle. Although the Son of Taiyuan was seriously injured, he did not die, but traveled through the void. , back to the fairyland!"

The holy son's eyes were full of awe, Wang Gan heard it, and he became a little clear, the fact that the holy son of Taiyuan was able to escape his life in the hands of the gods is already a big deal, and that was 500 years ago, and now it has passed In 500 years, it is hard to imagine what level of cultivation should be achieved.

Wang Qian's heart became serious. Such a person is definitely his enemy. At the same time, he understood in his heart, no wonder he had never heard of this person. It turned out that he had already become famous 500 years ago, and his practice years were still It's too short, the whole thing doesn't add up to 500 years, how can this be compared!

Let's talk about the battle between the holy son of Taiyuan and the holy son of the Blood Shura clan.

The blood-colored divine light all over the Son of Blood Shura's body is condensed and pure, and his whole body turns into a ball of blood-colored light, which travels erratically, and can attack tens of thousands of times in a single instant. With one punch and one kick, they are all simple and simple, but they give people a kind of The feeling of hard work, back to basics, terrifying lethality, every blow tears the void, the space in the entire battlefield is like a piece of rag, it is constantly torn, and then repaired, a faint red light shuttles like lightning .

Facing the terrifying attack of the Blood Asura Holy Son, Taiyuan Holy Son was even more terrifying. Wang Gan looked at the void with burning eyes, but Taiyuan Holy Son had indifferent eyes. How terrifying, he gently waved his arms and slapped them out palm by palm.

"What method is this? Devouring?"

Wang Gan's eyes sharpened suddenly. He saw the palm of Taiyuan Shengzi slapped out, a layer of mysterious dao light surrounded his hand, and as the palm wind passed, circles of deep whirlpools appeared continuously. The blood Shura Saint The son's killing power, bloody divine light, and martial arts divine power were all swallowed up and swept away under the continuous vortex, and it was difficult to pose any threat to Taiyuan Shengzi.

The power of the Dao that the two comprehended was different. The power of the Dao of the blood Shura Son was full of killing, destruction and fighting. Wang Gan knew that it was the real Dao of Shura. Known for its destructive power, Wang Qian is not very clear about the Dao practiced by the Holy Son of Taiyuan, but he feels very mysterious and terrifying, as if it can swallow all attacking power, whether it is mana, Taoism, immortality, or divine power in the physical body. All of his subtle vortexes dissipated.

Suddenly, the Holy Son of Taiyuan frowned, as if he was impatient, two terrible lights shot out from his eyes, and then a dark dao light was shot out, the face of the Holy Son of Blood Asura suddenly changed, but It was already too late, the gloomy Dao light flashed to the side of the Son of Blood Shura, and then the countless Dao patterns twisted, forming a dark void, like the deepest black hole, directly covering the body of the Son of Blood Shura With a whoosh, this half-step god son of the blood Shura clan was swallowed by the dark dao light. When the Taiyuan saint waved his hand, the dark dao light shrank, forming a small pitch-black The ball landed in his palm. ,

Wang Gan's eyes were gloomy, and when he passed through layers of obstacles, he saw a bloody figure struggling in the dark ball in the hands of the Holy Son of Taiyuan, and the Holy Son of Taiyuan snorted coldly, the dark The small ball buzzed and trembled, and in an instant, it did not vibrate tens of millions of times, and then turned into a gloomy light and merged into the body of the Holy Son of Taiyuan. As for the Holy Son of the blood Shura clan, it had disappeared.

"It's amazing, what kind of power is this? Devouring, corroding, refining, melting, there are all kinds of power. Although the power of such a great way is not as comprehensive as the power of chaos, it adds a bit of weirdness. fierce!"

Wang Gan's heart trembled, he was completely vigilant towards this Son of Taiyuan, this man's cultivation base was unpredictable, even if Wang Gan watched a battle of his, it was difficult to see his depth, and just now At that scene, Wang Gan had a faint feeling in his heart that it was definitely not the full strength of the Son of Taiyuan.

Soon, the Holy Son of Taiyuan walked out of the Yuxu Battlefield, his deep eyes seemed to glance at Wang Gan, and then he returned to his position step by step, as if shrinking into inches, lightly and ethereally. Sit down, close your eyes, like a statue of a god and Buddha, there is no movement anymore, this kind of temperament, this kind of behavior, really reveals a mysterious and vast temperament, people can't touch his veins.

"He found me watching his battle? It really is powerful. It seems that the Son of Blood Shura didn't force his true strength at all!"

Wang Gan's eyes flickered, and he stopped paying attention to the Son of Taiyuan. He had a feeling in his heart that he might meet this person in the next battle.