Eternal Demon King

Where there are people, there is a struggle, even in the Immortal Realm, it is no exception, even more cruel than the world of ordinary cultivation.

Here, since ancient times, the principle of the supremacy of power and the respect of the strong has been pursued.

For a cultivator of Xiandao, it doesn't matter if you don't have a prominent family background, as long as you have talent, as long as you dare to work hard, and your cultivation is high enough, you can eventually become a high-ranking person and be respected by others.

For example, the barren mountain forbidden area is an excellent trial ground.

In order to win the fruit of the years, in order to be valued by the ancestors of the Xianjun Xiansheng realm of their respective forces, in order to seize the opportunity to improve their strength, everyone will block everything for this.

In the cultivation of the immortal way, the advantage must be fought, and the fittest survives.

This has nothing to do with good or evil, good or evil, everything is just to become stronger.

"Kill! The monks of the Ascension Sect, don't let one go."

"The blood floating door is too deceiving, we will fight with them."

At this time, in a desolate valley, in order to compete for a few Time Fruits, a group of more than a dozen Ascension Sect cultivators clashed with dozens of Blood Floating Sect cultivators, and they fought into pieces.

Yang Xuan restrained his breath and took advantage of the mountain stone in the valley to cover him. He didn't go out in a hurry, but just watched from the sidelines.

Among them, the Ascension Sect cultivator is proficient in all kinds of immortal sword tactics, and the sword energy is like a river.

The Blood Floating Sect cultivator is good at melee combat, and when he raises his hand, he can burst out the boundless blood evil spirit, and the destructive power should not be underestimated.

Boom! ! !

Inside the valley, there was a constant roar, rocks collapsed and dust flew into the sky.

This is the duel between the cultivators of the Immortal Dao, and the movement caused is very big. Fortunately, the immortal realm is different from the mortal realm.

This piece of heaven and earth, the space is very solid, otherwise it would not be able to withstand this energy fluctuation at all, and it would all be shattered.

It is no exaggeration to say that anyone here, if they go to the mortal world, can destroy a star field at the click of a finger.

But in Immortal Domain, the damage they can cause can be ignored.

"In Immortal Domain, my Great Void Technique has also been greatly weakened. If I can't escape into the void for a long time, I will be forced out by the terrible power of the void. I really have to be careful."

Yang Xuan's eyes flickered, his Great Void Technique, which came and went without a trace in the mortal world, no one could detect it, but when he arrived in the Immortal Realm, this Void Magical Power would hardly show its power.

This is related to the Dao Law of Xianyu, which is related to the structure of space. No one can ignore it, so it is harmless, not to mention that his most powerful method is not the Great Void Technique.

This technique, after all, is a powerful immortal technique, whether it is used to escape or kill an enemy, it is excellent.

In addition, he also has the wings of Kunpeng. With this wing unfolded, he can escape thousands of miles in an instant. Coupled with the Great Void Technique, even the ordinary Immortal King may not be able to keep him, and it is enough to protect himself.

"What are you going to do, young master?"

The old man Tongtian asked secretly.

"You don't have to do anything, just look at it like this."

Yang Xuan said lazily, without any intention of intervening.

When he first arrived, he wouldn't meddle in his own business. Whether it was the Ascension Gate or the Blood Floating Gate, it had nothing to do with him.

Soon, the battle came to an end. Except for one person in Yuhuamen who was still alive, the rest were killed by Xuefumen.

This group of people, with the highest cultivation base, is the pinnacle of the real fairyland, and on the side of the blood floating gate, the number of people is more than twice the number of the cultivators of the Ascension Sect. These cultivators of the Ascension Sect are naturally not opponents.

"Kill my sect, rob me of the fruit of my years, Sen Luo, I, Xiao Chen, and you are inseparable, my Ascension Sect ancestor learned about this, and he will never spare you lightly."

At this moment, the survivor of the Ascension Gate was also seriously injured and surrounded by the monks of the Blood Floating Gate.

This person called himself Xiao Chen, and he looked like he was in his twenties.

However, after all, there is only one person left, and in addition to the few supernatural monks who died, there are more than twenty people left in the blood floating gate. Among them, there are two monks at the peak of the real fairyland.

"Dare to be mad when death is imminent."

In the Blood Floating Gate, a blood-robed youth with a gloomy appearance and a stern expression said coldly, this person is Sen Luo in Xiao Chen's mouth, and one of the two peaks of the two true fairyland of the Blood Floating Gate.

"If you want to kill me, you can't do it. I really think that I don't have any means to save my life, so I dare to break into this barren mountain..."

Xiao Chen snorted coldly, took out an ancient talisman and stuck it on his body without hesitation, and his figure instantly turned invisible.

"Stealth immortal talisman, the quality doesn't seem to be low."

Sen Luo's expression changed, and he shouted: "Block the exit of the valley immediately. As long as the exit is blocked, he will not be able to escape even with his wings."

This time, to snatch the fruit of time, but also have to cut the grass and root, otherwise Xiao Chen really wants to get out of the barren mountain alive, and he will definitely report the matter to the ancestor of the Yuhuamen, and the matter will not end well.

Thinking so, Sen Luo also came to Taniguchi first.

At the same time, the cultivators of the Blood Floating Sect also came to him one after another and stayed here.

"Sen Luo, damn you!"

Xiao Chen had no way to escape, so he could only stay in the valley unwillingly. The valley was surrounded by mountains, unreachable, and the barren mountains were forbidden to fly. He seemed to be a turtle in a urn.

"Don't blame me, blame you for being too weak, and I met Sen Luo again."

Sen Luo sneered, "Don't scream, your invisibility charm will only last for a stick of incense at most, and after a stick of incense, you will have nothing to hide."

"Just now, I have used the immortal talisman to transmit the sound to the disciple. It will not take long for someone to come to the rescue. At that time, we will see who lives and who dies."

Hearing this, a group of blood floating sect monks all looked solemn, and some people couldn't help but said to Sen Luo: "Senior Brother Sen Luo, how is this?"

"What are you afraid of, let's kill him first."

Sen Luo gritted his teeth, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he waved a ghost flag, the size of the ghost flag's palm, as soon as it came out, it rose to meet the storm, rushing out of countless ferocious ghosts, filling the entire valley, sending out bursts Sharp ghost howl.

"Damn, how do you have the Xuanyin Ghost Banner of the Xuanyin Sect!?"

Xiao Chen's voice revealed shock and fear. The Xuanyin Sect was good at refining tools, and the Xuanyin Ghost Banner was a powerful killer of the Xuanyin Sect.

As soon as this flag comes out, it can instantly turn an area into a ghost area, and the evil spirits on the other side have a keen sense of smell, and a little bit of aura leaks out and can be captured by it.

"I found you, do you think you can escape with a stealth talisman? It's ridiculous."

Soon, Sen Luo locked Xiao Chen's hiding place through a certain ghost, and killed him like lightning.

Just hearing a loud bang, Xiao Chen was caught off guard, and was punched out by Sen Luo, blood vomited in his mouth, his breath was sluggish to the extreme, and he was on the verge of death.