Immortal Primordial World

With the lost immortal standing up, he is like a dragon in the recovery, momentum skyrocketing. His eyes are like two suns exploding, bright and incomparable. Two beams of eyes look through the fog and stare at the people!

The lost immortal is not dead!

"Back up!" Since the day, the killing God has been frightened. How strong is the lost immortal?

He is the master of dragon and elephant. According to the legend, he is more likely to have taken that step and stepped into a realm that is beyond people's imagination.

During the day, he was cruel and cruel. But also extremely afraid of death, the first to retreat.

But the deer riding monk did not retreat. His naked mind opened his eyes, and the two divine lights fell on the lost immortal.

"He is about to become a monk. He has no strength. He can give full play to the cultivation of eternal gods at most. Don't worry too much!" The deer riding monk saw through the essence at a glance and got rid of all illusions.

At the same time, the eyes of the king of the golden winged yecha turn into golden color. Even the eyes are all golden color, just like the casting of divine gold. He also practiced a terrible pupil technique and looked at the lost immortal.

"The living dead! How about joining hands? Success depends on the distribution of the ancestor's divine power! " The king of the golden winged nocturnal fork uttered the human language, which was very rigid. He looked at the people waiting for him in the daytime.

"Deal!" The God of killing came out of the fog during the day.

Meng Xuan did not move, hiding in the fog, watching all this.

The state of the lost immortal is very strange, like to sit, but also like recovery. He seems to have seen it from somewhere. All of a sudden, he was shocked and remembered that bailiff was in such a state when he was cutting off bailiff, the great sage of the demons!

transformation!

These two words suddenly appeared in Meng Xuan's mind.

The lost immortal is clearly in the metamorphosis, want from the old body, metamorphosis out of a God, born by the egg!

"Kill Although the deer riding monk is practicing Buddhist supernatural power, he has no ambiguity when he starts to do it. He held up the magic pestle in his hand, passed the Golden Buddha light, and chopped it down with a pestle. It has the power to open the mountain. The wave is as violent as a tsunami. The whole underground palace seems to be about to explode.

Kill the lost immortal with the pestle.

The lost immortal's withered arms crossed together, and even shook the magic pestle. With a clang sound, the magic subduing pestle roared on the arms of the lost immortal, making a sound of gold and iron.

The deer riding monk was shaken back, and with his mount, the colorful elk was retreating.

The fierce light in the eyes of the deer riding monk flickered. He got off the mount and quickly hit the lost immortal's chest with a magic wand.

At the same time, during the day, the golden robed guest, the king of the golden winged night fork, and the king of the six armed zombie join hands to kill the lost immortal.

Although the cultivation of the lost immortal is no longer enough, it can only give play to the strength of the eternal spirit. But after all, they are ancient supreme level characters, more likely to have stepped into the legendary level. It is absolutely unambiguous to start.

He opened his fingers, burst out one sword after another, and pierced the void. The air was bursting.

Hiss a, his five fingers are invincible, grasped on the body of the golden winged yecha king, and tore off a large piece of flesh and blood in front of his chest. Then elbow bend, like a black gold hammer general, bang in the daytime from the shoulder.

Hum!

The whole shoulder blade was broken, almost broken!

The lost immortal is still terrible!

The six armed Zombie King roared, and the whole underground palace was shaking. The black robe that shrouded him suddenly burst to pieces, revealing his real body.

This is a human being whose whole body is as black as ink. His body is filled with the spirit of the nether world. Eyes like dead fish eyes, turbid, no trace of luster. The most amazing thing is that he has six arms behind his back, which looks very strange!

Six arms all pinch fist seal, each different, dazzled, roared to the lost immortal. There are three of the six fists, which hit the lost immortal's chest.

Boom!

The lost immortal was hit back on the throne, sat down, chest collapsed, coughed up a big mouthful of black essence!

"To die!" The lost immortal stood up again. He didn't seem to dare to use too much divine power, only relying on his powerful body to fight.

In fact, people do not dare to use too much divine power, because once a fight starts, the whole underground palace will be destroyed. Especially that ancient tree!

The cornucopia has been brought into DaoHai by the lost immortal, and he stands up again. The right arm stretched out, stretched straight, and rapidly contracted, melting into a magic sword.

"Swordsmanship! Take the body as the sword In the daytime, there is a burning color. This is an ancient art. When you reach the extreme of cultivation, you can melt it into a sword anywhere on your body, and even the whole person can become a sword. Take the body as the sword, vertical and horizontal!

The arm of the lost immortal is melted into a fairy sword. It's three feet long. It's extremely bright, shining with cold light, and the sword is full of Qi. A sword fell on the six armed Zombie King's shoulder.

Suddenly, the six armed Zombie King was cut off two arms, fell to the ground, rapid decay.

"Little zombie, your father is coming here today. I may be afraid!" Said the lost fairy. He seems to be more and more powerful. His spirit is rolling, and his voice is like thunder, covering the whole underground palace.

But Meng Xuan can see that the momentum of the lost immortal is decreasing.

He seems to be keeping his power, and he's keeping something behind him.

"He needs to keep his power and prepare for transformation!" What Meng Xuan saw was very true.

Yunshang could not see what happened, but they heard these words and felt these fluctuations.

"Step on that jade brick later and see what's on it." Princess yunshang said.

Rosefinch nodded: "yes, we'll talk about it later. Now is not the best time."

Things so far, has completely out of the control of Princess yunshang, the whole thing, it seems now and she did not have much relationship!

The spirit of the lost immortal was flowing, and his left arm turned into a sword in an instant. The whole person stretched quickly, and the sword Qi soared to the sky, surging vertically and horizontally, penetrating the top of the underground palace.

The Lost Sword of Royal sword!

With his arms wide open, he seemed to embrace the whole sky and rushed to the deer riding monk and the golden robed guest!

Poof! Their arms pierced their chests, holding them in the void, and their blood fell on the ground. That sword, almost hit through two people's Dao sea!

"Ah The deer riding monk screamed and became even more crazy. He lowered his head and opened his mouth to spit out a huge seal. He zoomed in and blasted it on the head of the lost immortal!

The gold robed guest is not a good stubble either. A snow-white sky knife rushed out of his abdomen and cut him into the lost immortal's shoulder, almost splitting him!

The lost immortal's empty door is wide open!

Taking this opportunity, the golden winged yakha king also broke out and rushed to the back of the lost immortal. A trident appeared in his hand. A trident fell into the back of the lost immortal and picked him up!

The lost immortal roared, his right leg extended rapidly, stretched into a ten Zhang long sword, nailed the golden winged yecha King's chest, and nailed him to the throne!

The six armed Zombie King has two arms cut off, but the power is still there. He rushed forward quickly, a green dragon sword appeared in his hand, and he chopped it down. Suddenly, the head of the lost immortal flew into the sky, rolled far away and fell to the foot of Princess yunshang!

Princess yunshang turned pale and stepped back in panic.

Lost immortal headless body fell on the ground, no sound. Several strong all suffered heavy damage, fell to the ground, gasping heavily.

People suddenly looked up, almost at the same time will look at the ancestral tree next to the throne. Then Qi Qi looked at each other, they all saw the killing opportunity in each other's eyes!

The alliance just now is nothing more than seeking skin from the tiger. No one is sincere.

"Join hands to kill the demons first, we will distribute the demons!" From the day on.

"I agree." The deer riding monk laughed and slowly got up. His eyes were very cold. "Demons, you're just two people. We're Terran experts, but three!"

The king of the golden winged night fork sneered at the deer riding monk: "that's what you think."

The deer riding monk and the day were in a daze. He didn't understand what it meant, but then he reacted instantly and looked at the gold robed guest together!

The gold robe man's mask fell off and his black robe burst open, revealing his true face.

The cheek is very handsome, but the corner of the eye is covered with small scales. On the arms, on the chest, it is also covered with scales. Especially behind him, slowly stretched out a bone tail.

Half devil!

"Gold robed guest, what do you mean? You are the prince of the county. Do you want to help outsiders at this time?" My eyes narrowed during the day.

"My mother is a demon, and my father is also a semi demon, so I think we should discuss the issue of equal share." The gold robe guest said lightly, "it can be regarded as saving face for the Terran."

"Which heir of the prince of Yunzhong?" Meng Xuan looks at the gold robed guest with great interest.

This person and Yun Zongheng should be half brothers. It has long been said that Yun Jinglun, the prince of Yunzhong County, is a half devil. However, seven princes, eight princes, Yun Zongheng and nine princes are not obvious.

But in front of the golden robed guest, blood is very early awakening.

With the involvement of the golden robe guest, the current form has been deadlocked.

"Let's discuss how to distribute it first." After all, the deer riding monk made a compromise with the day.

Several people then look at the ancestor tree with extremely hot eyes.

This tree is so amazing. It's only one person high, but there are nine rainbow hanging on it. Each one is like a concentrated waterfall, with the flow of divine power and the transpiration of fog.

It's my turn, isn't it?

Meng Xuan's mouth outlines a sneer smile. He has been lurking for nine years, and no one has found him.

He looked down at the body of the lost immortal on the ground. The cornucopia was collected into the sea by the lost immortal and could not be taken out for the time being.

Just as Meng Xuan was about to rush out, someone was faster than him in the white fog. He turned into a shadow and surpassed Meng Xuan. He raised his hand and grabbed the ancestral tree.

Fog sea, do not know when also lurking a strong, coveting the ancestral tree, at the moment hand!