I'm The Great Immortal

Temple chongtian of the Emei Mountain stared at Li Xiaofan with the a pair of the cold eyes and said first.

"Li taixuan, you are sinful. You should come back to Emei with me, face the wall for 80 years, and swear that you will not come out all your life. Maybe I can spare you from death!"

Next to him, the Falao Mott, with his Scepter in his hand, gave a heavy meal on the ground and shouted.

"Boy, get out quickly."

"The devil fruit behind you is mine!"

This man knows the devil's fruit. He is by no means an ordinary person.

The long haired woman who came out of the dead sea, although she didn't speak, her eyes were like dead fish, but she stared at the devil fruit, looking like she was determined to get it.

You know, the accomplishments of these three people are much better than cailuo Ziyan.

Luo Ziyan of Shushan sword sect was shocked when he saw these three people, but then he gloated again.

"Li taixuan, do you know the origin of the three of them? You're dead this time, ha ha."

With that, before Li Xiaofan asked, he introduced himself.

"The old Gong chongtian, the master of the palace, has reached the late stage of enlightenment. He is one of the rare experts of the Emeishan palace family. The robe he wears is a medium-quality spirit weapon, which is far better than the sword in my hand."

"At the same time, Gong chongtian is also the 11th master in the Western dark world sky list."

Then she pointed to the Egyptian Pharaoh and continued.

"The Pharaoh Mott who came out of the pyramid, although he had only the medium-term cultivation of Tongshen, the scepter in his hand was more powerful than the ordinary middle-grade spirit instrument."

"It is said that there was an expert in the later stage of God communication who died under his scepter."

"Similarly, he ranked 13th in the list of heaven, second only to Gong chongtian."

"The dead sea goddess is a real expert in the later stage of God communication, ranking 12th in the list of heaven."

"I might as well tell you the truth, including me, Zhi Jianxing and the previous zatulivett. The three of us are more than 30 in the sky list, and our power is far less than these three."

Speaking of this, Luo Ziyan said with a tone and a sarcastic look, which fell on Li Xiaofan and said meaningfully.

"And I can see that you have consumed most of your aura to deal with the three of us."

"It's a pity that I'm seriously injured. Otherwise, I can cut you with my strength!"

At last, Luo Ziyan's eyes became vicious.

"Noisy!"

Pop!

Li Xiaofan slapped Luo Ziyan and flew out. His words took senhan's murderous spirit.

"I don't know what the heaven and earth list is, but in my eyes, it's all mole ants. If you don't accept it, you can kill it with a sword!"

"I have just made it clear that those who dare to cross the line will be killed without amnesty!"

"Arrogance!"

The first shot was falaomott. He took a step forward and threw his sleeve robe. Suddenly, the wind and cloud behind him changed color.

He saw that among the flying sand and stones, out came a team of soldiers, armed with spears, knives and heavy armor, with a clear queue and consistent steps.

It turned out to be a mummy army, with hundreds of people. There was a dark wind on the ground, just like the Yin soldiers coming out of hell, sweeping the world with their strong momentum.

Moreover, each of these mummies has the lowest cultivation and is also a martial artist with great internal strength.

The leaders in front of the team are still Huashen experts. They are lined up in formation. Their power is more powerful, enough to kill a master at the beginning of Tongshen.

Li Xiaofan grew up, his eyes were like electricity, and the battle was as majestic as the sea.

Although his aura has only recovered to 70%, killing these three mole ants is enough.

"A group of mole ants dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

"Die!"

After that, Li Xiaofan waved a sword and walked with the sword. The light of the sword was hundreds of meters across the sky, sweeping away towards the oncoming mummy army, carrying the supreme power of kendo.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

The mighty mummy army was cut in two from its waist.

It's unstoppable. It's like cutting butter with a knife. It doesn't take much effort.

One sword killed the mummy army. The light of the sword faded, but it went straight to farold Mott and set off a fierce wind.

The power of a sword is so terrible!

In the back, Luo Ziyan covered half of his swollen face, and his eyes were full of incredible color.

In her opinion, Li Xiaofan's aura is almost exhausted, and it is impossible to cut this powerful sword.

But then her eyes turned cold again.

"Hum, Li taixuan, you're just the end of a powerful crossbow. You just hold on. You'll die in the end!"

On the other side, Falao Mott had a strange eye and didn't dare to hold it up. He quickly crossed his Scepter in front of him.

Bang! The sword light collided with the scepter. Falao Mott snorted stiffly and retreated several steps one after another before he stood firm. On the other side, Li Xiaofan just shook his feet slightly. Moreover, it was just a sword he waved casually and cut more than 100 mummies. If you hit with all your strength, Mott may not be able to take it. "Damn it, let's go together!" Mott said, sweeping out his scepter, with a skeleton embedded at the top of the scepter. Suddenly, the skull opened its mouth and spewed out a thick residual green fog. In the back, Mott's eyes were slightly closed, his hands were constantly printed, and his mouth was full of words. In this thick fog, there are more than a dozen vicious curses, such as death, withering, aging, blindness, disability and so on. "Li taixuan, no one can survive the curse of the Pharaoh, and you are no exception." Mott's voice is vast and far away, just like a God above. A word can judge the life and death of the world. Sure enough, Li Xiaofan, who was cursed in his body, was entangled by heavy green fog. It was like falling into a swamp. He sank deeper and deeper and was difficult to extricate himself. At the same time, his mobility and reaction ability became extremely slow. His aura was passing away, and his combat effectiveness decreased sharply. You know, Mott's curses are different from the power of the palace family's seal characters. When he was in the Dragon capital, Gong Ming used to use similar seal characters. But he was a pure power of symbols and seals, which were drawn with his own aura, or inherited from his ancestors. Mott's curse is like the curse of death, with a strong smell of withered death. "Hum, I'll kill you while you're ill!" "don't start at this time, but when!" Gong chongtian's eyes flashed, his robe waved, and he saw hundreds of talismans and seals coming towards Li Xiaofan. These seal characters have evolved into various forms in mid air. Some are in the shape of spirit tools, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, seven whip, chain lock and so on. Some look like the great power of predecessors, preaching the profound meaning of scriptures and interpreting the avenue of heaven and earth. Others turned into ghost animals, which looked like dragons and tigers leaping, cranes singing, and so on. But the power is very powerful, just like the Milky Way hanging upside down for nine days. The dead sea goddess, with her long hair thrown away, looked like a sharp blade condensed to the extreme, and went straight to Li Xiaofan. Boom! Li Xiaofan was swallowed up by three powerful attacks and disappeared. A big pit was blown out in situ, and the whole Heishui basin was shaking, with overlapping spatial images.