Fairy

() Wealth and wealth are in danger. Since Wang Xian decides to take risks, he must be fully prepared. He stares at Taiyi Peeping Sky Formation without blinking, and carefully observes the situation in the hall.

In the main hall, the eight avatars of Emperor Su Wu besieged the monks covered by the Qingtian tripod.

Qingtian Laodao contended against the two God Transformation clones alone, while the other monks wandered under the Qingtian Cauldron, avoiding the attacks of the nine God Transformation clones.

An old monster of the Yuanying Dzogchen realm of the Earth Xingzong had his left arm broken by the old monster of Huashen. With a muffled grunt, he took out a rusty ancient mirror from the Qiankun bag.

"Tu Xing Ancient Mirror!" The disciples of the Tu Xing Sect who watched the situation in the main hall exclaimed.

That old monster was holding an ancient earth-moving mirror, shooting out thousands of yellow rays of light, like magma erupting from a volcano, aiming at a god-turning avatar of Emperor Su Wu.

Chi, Chi sounded, and the avatar of the Transformation God was roasted by the mirror light.

"This is the power of the ancient earth mirror, it's too arrogant."

"Unfortunately, the ancient mirror can only be used three times a day."

The seven avatars roared angrily, and all rushed towards the old monster of the Earth Xingzong.

The old monster of the Earth Xingzong once again pointed the ancient mirror at the avatar, but unfortunately, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the avatar grabbed his ancient mirror.

With a bang, the God Transformation Clone directly smashed the Tuxing Ancient Mirror.

The old monster of the Earth Sect and all the disciples who watched the battle felt heartbroken. The top ten ancient treasures of their Earth Sect, the Ancient Mirror of the Earth Sect, were smashed to pieces by Emperor Su Wu's avatar.

The fall of one God Transformation avatar angered the other seven God Transformation clones. They cut off their arms and threw them into the giant heart. In this way, they died, and the arm that left the giant heart could make them reborn .

Seeing the aura of the seven avatars, Qingtian Laodao immediately shouted: "The enemy is strong and I will avoid it, first avoid the limelight."

After all, all the monks turned into light and entered the Qingtian Cauldron, and Qingtian Laodao manipulated the Qingtian Cauldron to pass through the gaps of the Huashen clone, avoiding the fierce attacks of the Huashen clone.

Watching the world-shattering battle in the hall, Wang Xian's blood boiled, he plundered into the Xutian Cauldron, and controlled the Xutian Cauldron to rush towards the hall.

In the Xutian Cauldron, Wang Xian thought of a way to avoid his fall, that is, let the flying dragon control the Xutian Cauldron in Tianwei, so that Emperor Su Wu's God Transformation clone can only kill the guards, and the guards can die for him.

It has always been Wang Xian's purpose to do as soon as he thinks. He summoned twelve guards and let one dragon guard control the Xutian tripod to plunder the giant heart.

Ow!One of Su Wu's avatars slapped the Xutian cauldron with a slap, and the huge force penetrated directly into the Xutian cauldron, smashing the dragon guard who controlled the Xutian cauldron to pieces.

Wang Xian was always ready, seeing the death of the dragon guard, he immediately let Zai Wei, one of the remaining eleven guards, control the Xutian tripod.

"Escape from the clutches of the devil!" Wang Xianchao ordered under the guard.

When Zai Wei heard the order, he manipulated the Xutian Ding to turn into Li Mang and fled forward.

"Huh!" A God Transformation clone of Emperor Su Wu snorted coldly, his eyes shot out angry flames, and he shot out a hill-like divine fire and burned it towards the Xutian cauldron.

With a bang, Zaiwei who controlled the Xutian tripod was burned to ashes by the divine fire.

"***, Emperor Su Wu's God Transformation Clone is so damn powerful, I've already lost two guards." Wang Xian put another powerful Dragon Guard on top, and manipulated the Xutian Cauldron to avoid being killed by the God Transformation Clone.

Boom, boom, Emperor Su Wu's God Transformation body closely pursued the Xutian Ding, and swung its hill-like fist towards the Xutian Cauldron.

The Xutian cauldron shook violently as if it had been hit by a star. Wang Xian, who was in the Xutian cauldron, almost fainted several times, and four of the guards who controlled the Xutian cauldron had already died.

"There are eight guards left. This is the capital of my life. I will rely on them to restrain the old monster of Huashen when I encounter the old monster of Huashen in the future. I can't reimburse them all in Su Wuxian's tomb." Wang Xian Distressed to death, he ordered the guard who was controlling the Xutian Ding to control the Xutian Ding and fly towards the Qingtian Ding.

"Little monkey, why are you so bold!" Qingtian's old-fashioned voice came into the Xutian cauldron.

"Hey, this is not something I learned from your old Taoism. Like a teacher, there must be an apprentice!" Wang Xian laughed, as if he didn't take the danger just now in his eyes.

The old Taoist Qingtian immediately became angry, and said: "The old Taoist is not as bold as you, a little monkey. You are better than blue than blue."

The seven God Transformation clones were chasing after them, but the old and the young were teasing, which made those monks riding on the Qingtian tripod and watching the battle eager to slap Qingtian Laodao and Wang Xian.

The two big cauldrons escaped from the Huashen clone's hands again and again in danger.

"Wang Xian, we saw the piece of immortal flesh in the heart of the ancient god." Ling'er sent a voice transmission to Wang Xian.

"Where?" Wang Xian was overjoyed, and couldn't care less about teasing Qingtian Laodao.

"It's that black piece of meat that looks like rotten meat, that's immortal meat." Ling'er said.

Wang Xian looked at the heart of the ancient god thousands of feet high, and he saw a ten-foot-sized piece of immortal meat. He said to himself, "How do I look at it, this piece of meat doesn't look like immortal meat, it looks like a cancerous tumor."

"Damn you, you think this fairy is here to heal the heart disease of the ancient god." Ling'er immediately roared with her spiritual sense, as if the old lady didn't get mad, and you treated her as a sick cat.

Wang Xian smiled and remained silent.

With a bang, the Huashen avatar hit the Xutian cauldron with a palm, and the inside of the Xutian cauldron shook for a while, and the guard who controlled the Xutian cauldron died on the spot.

Wang Xian had already lost five guards, so he immediately asked the ninth guard to control the Xutian Cauldron, turning it into a ray of light and plundering that piece of immortal flesh.

Wang Xian flew out of the Xutian tripod in an instant, sacrificed the Xutu anti-five elements sword, and with a tear, cut off a large piece of immortal meat, put it in the Qiankun bag, then sacrificed the sword, cut it several times, and cut it off. Hundreds of catties of undead and long-lived meat.

At this time, a Huashen avatar had already been bullied in, and Wang Xian's dead souls were taken away, and he teleported to the Xutian cauldron.

The Huashen clone slapped it away with a palm, and shattered a large void.

Wang Xian didn't want to lose any more guards, he now only had seven guards left, and ordered the guards to control the Xutian Ding to fly towards the secret path desperately.

After getting the Immortal Meat, Wang Xian's hands trembled with excitement. Thinking that he could become an immortal body in the Nascent Soul Realm, he felt so refreshed as if he had floated nine days away.

Boom, boom, the two avatars blocked the exit leading to the secret passage, and swung their divine fists like raindrops to hit the Xutian cauldron.

Three guards fell in the Xutian Cauldron one after another, and only one guard controlled the Xutian Cauldron to shuttle through a narrow gap and escaped from the dangerous situation.

"What the hell, I only have four guards left, and eight guards have fallen in the hall." Wang Xian had the urge to scold his mother, and his guards were all guards in the realm of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, although those guards could not condense Nascent Soul can't use Nine Hole Infant Water, Infant Fire, etc., but its attack power is equivalent to that of Nascent Soul monster, and its attack ability is second only to Transformation God monster. Losing eight at once is really distressing.

"One day, I, Wang Xian, will come back again. At that time, I will crush the seven god-transforming avatars of Emperor Su Wu and refine the hearts of the ancient gods." To the center of the eyebrows, appearing in front of the monks.

"Brother Wang, you are so powerful. You entered and exited the hall, but you were not killed by Emperor Su Wu's avatar." Hu Lietai surrounded him with a thumbs up.

Wang Xian had just lost eight guards, so he gave Hu Lietai an unhappy look, and said bluntly, "Do you think it's normal for Wang to fall in the hall?"

Hu Lietai's smile froze, knowing that he was in trouble, he chuckled: "I don't mean that." Then, he stepped aside.

Just as Wang Xian breathed a sigh of relief, he saw a large number of guards in golden armor rushing towards the secret passage from the other end.

"Not good! It's the masters of the Yuan Dynasty royal family!" All the monks in the secret path and the main hall panicked.

"Hmph! How dare you thieves break into the immortal tomb of Emperor Su Wu, and you are buried for me." A loud voice came from outside the secret passage.

"That's the voice of our ancestors." Hu Lietai trembled in shock.

"Rush out!" the old Taoist Qingtian shouted loudly, controlling the Qingtian Cauldron to fly out of the main hall and rush out of the secret passage.

Wang Xian grabbed his companions into the Xutian cauldron, and asked a guard to control the Xutian cauldron, and rushed out of the secret passage.

Outside the secret passage, on the ruins of the statue of Emperor Su Wu, eight majestic avatars of the ancestors of the royal family were waiting in line, as well as thousands of masters of the royal family.

kill!

With an earth-shattering explosion, the masters of the royal family rushed into the group of monks.

Nine of the avatars of the ancestors of the royal family intercepted the Qingtian cauldron and two intercepted the Xutian cauldron.

Wang Xian couldn't care less about watching the fun anymore, escape was the most important thing, so he ordered the guards to control the Xutian tripod to escape.

The two avatars of the ancestors of the royal family were not just decorations, and they fired Daoist divine fire and burned Xiangxutian cauldron.

Two of the guards controlling the Xutian Ding died one after another before they escaped from Su Wuxian's tomb and fled towards the sky above the Yuanling Mausoleum.

"Not good! The prohibition over the Yuanling Mausoleum has become an internal prohibition. Only external monks are allowed to enter the Yuan Mausoleum, and monks are not allowed to leave the Yuan Mausoleum." Wang Xian noticed that the Jiuqu Bind Immortal Formation on the Yuan Mausoleum had changed, and let out a sad cry .

Few monks escaped from Chu Wuxian's tomb, and most of them have been killed by the masters of the royal family and the avatars of the ancestors of the royal family.

"what should we do?"

"What if I can't get out of Yuanling?"

The monks in the Xutian cauldron asked loudly.

Wang Xian pondered for a moment, then said: "Yuanling is very big, we broke it up into parts and ran for our lives separately. Gathering together, the goal is too obvious, and it is likely to attract the avatars of the ancestors of the royal family.