True Immortal of the Netherworld

Times of crisis.

A long golden snake leaped from the side and blocked the air in front of Zhan Yunfei.

Looking carefully, the golden snake is Murong Yu's stone Buddha orb.

At this moment, Murong Yu moved the wheel-like magic formula with both hands, and each magic formula landed on the stone Buddha orb in mid-air. Finally, he spit out three mouthfuls of pale golden essence.

These three mouthfuls of original essence were transformed from the essence of Murong Yu's original soul, and they would consume at least three years of his life energy.

"Publicly and privately, we must save Zhan Yunfei. If Zhan Yunfei falls, he is likely to be the next one to fall." Murong Yu was so smart that he made a decisive decision.

"Array of Magical Weapons—Eighteen Wheels!"

The surface of the stone Buddha orb suddenly became bright and bright, and in an instant it became about ten feet in size. The seated Buddha pattern on the surface of the eighteen beads that make up the orb comes alive. The sitting Buddha exhales, and the golden light energy turns into eighteen ten thousand-character wheels, which are connected into a formation in the blink of an eye.

High in the sky, the blue arrow hit the eighteen-wheel formation.

For a moment, blue light exploded, the wheel whirled, and golden light sprayed out.

In the other direction, Hongpao Xia Yu also made a move.

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The Dao sword behind the red-robed Xia Yu was unsheathed, setting off a stream of flying fire, and then came into his hand. The sword was red all over, as if it had just been tempered in a furnace. On the surface of the Dao sword, lines of fire kept rolling, and the pattern of a fire unicorn kept jumping on the surface of the Dao sword.

The red clothes are like fire, and the Tao sword is also like fire.

Without stopping, the red-robed Xia Yu turned one hand into a sword and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows. Where the fingertips landed, a circle of fire breath lit up.

A fire waterfall appeared behind him, which was a hundred feet tall. In the Fire Breath Waterfall, the shadow of a fire unicorn jumped up and down, so happy.

Taoist realm - Qilin Fire Waterfall!

The flame field outside Hongpao Xiayu suddenly became stronger by a level, and his physical performance directly reached the second level of Daoming Realm.

Blessed by the power of the Tao realm, Hongpao Xiayu activated the upper limit of his body.

Red-robed Xia Yu activated his magic power, and a line of fire ignited on the surface of the red Dao sword in his hand. The line of fire went directly along his arm and ignited his body.

In the flames, his body switched back and forth between the fire unicorn and the human form.

Hongpao Xiayu used the blessing of the sword spirit to temporarily achieve the state of unity between man and sword.

Sword Spiritual Technique——Fire Qilin Slash!

A sword flew out!

The sword energy rushed up a waterfall of hundreds of feet of fire. In the waterfall, the flames condensed and turned into the shape of a galloping fire unicorn.

High in the sky, the fire unicorn flew towards him and collided with the black arrows fired from the opposite side.

For a moment, black light exploded, fire breath rolled, and Qilin roared.

Almost at the same time, Baiyi Yaojun also made a move.

Yaojun in white raised one hand, and thirty-six white feathers flew out from the cuffs of his jade sleeves.

The feather rode on the flying snow and came into her hand. With a flash of inspiration, it turned into a three-foot Confucian sword. The surface of the sword is engraved with the pattern of flying feathers, which is her white feather sword.

Before the sword came out, it had already caused flying snow in an area, which was the Flying Snow Sword Domain.

She is a sword cultivator!

Baiyi Yaojun activated his soul power, and circles of snow-white soul power ripples spread out from under his feet. Wherever it passed, the sky was covered with snow, and it looked like a powerful soul realm that could only be controlled by Dao Ming Realm monks.

With the blessing of the soul realm, Baiyi Yaojun threw the white feather sword in his hand into the air.

"Split the sword!"

The white feather sword in mid-air let out a crane cry, and immediately turned into thirty-six daggers.

"Sword formation!"

Thirty-six daggers were arranged in a formation, and above the sword formation, the appearance of a hundred-foot-long white crane instantly appeared.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Thirty-six white feather swords buzzed continuously, curling up with huge sword intent.

At the same time, Baiyi Yaojun's state of mind was filled with snow.

The sword array was activated, and thirty-six white feather swords formed the shape of crane wings, riding a hundred-foot-long crane shadow against the sky against the wind and snow.

"Swordsmanship - Kill Feixue!"

Sword Domain——Flying Snow!

Sword Intent - Crane Wings!

Sword Array—Thirty-six white feather swords arrayed in array!

Sword move - cut Feixue!

The four of them fit together perfectly. Feng Xue was pulled by the wings of the sword formation, tearing open the curtain of snow for a day, and the power of the sword formation flew down along with the light of the scorching sun.

High in the air.

The white feather sword turned into a formation of thirty-six divided swords, and lay across the path of the white arrow shot by Qingyue Lord's clone in a posture of slashing the flying snow.

The two immediately collided.

For a moment, the white light was brilliant, the snow was flying, and the swords were roaring and the cranes were chirping.

But what surprised Murong Yu, Xia Yu and Yao Jun at the same time.

The attack power of the blue arrow "Yan Long", the black arrow "Black Teeth", and the white arrow "White Min" are too powerful.

The interception moves of Murong Yu, Xia Yu and Yao Jun were all broken by the power of arrows, but the power of the arrows was also greatly reduced.

"Not good!" Murong Yu stepped back a dozen steps and knelt on one knee, barely avoiding falling.

He moved his hands, and the stone Buddha orb returned to his hand in a flash. There were scratches on the surface of the Stone Buddha Orb, but fortunately the restrictions on it were not damaged.

"The power of the arrow is so powerful that it can even withstand my Fire Qilin Flying Slash." The red-robed Xia Yu's body flew out like a backfire.

His figure turned somersault in mid-air, stretched out his hand, and just caught the rebounding Fire Qilin Sword. The color of the qilin carvings on the surface of the Fire Qilin Sword dimmed, and it made a buzzing whine.

"The power of this arrow is no match for Xuantian Lingbao." Yao Jun flew out upside down, spun several times in mid-air, and used his hands to pop out magic spells one after another before he brought back the thirty-six white feather swords and closed the swords. Wei Yi held it in his hand.

Murong Yu, Xia Yu and Yao Jun were forced to use all their strength to intercept and abandon their original positions, resulting in the power of the Sancai Falling Star Formation being reduced by more than half.

High in the air.

Blue light, black light, white light, although the momentum has slowed down a lot, it is still a killing light.

Sky-catching arrows are used to kill people most of the time.

However, due to the interception by Murong Yu, Xia Yu and Yao Jun, Zhan Yunfei was given a chance to breathe.

As a master who is good at archery, Zhan Yunfei understands the power of archery best. When the three arrows shot from the opposite direction were aimed, they were empowered with the method of divine consciousness locking. Even if he jumped away at this moment, the arrows would actively change directions and chase him. The only way to break it is to use brute force to block or cause the arrow to change its course.

"I can only resist with the Qimu Bow in my hand. The Qimu Bow is a saint's bow. Its material is extremely hard and it is itself a Xuantian spiritual treasure."

With a judgment in his mind, Zhan Yunfei grasped the corner of the Qimu Gong with both hands and poured all the remaining mana in his body into it. The Haoran Heavenly Vein in his body was running to the limit. He aimed at the three arrows shot from the opposite side and swung them with all his strength.

Buzz!

Qi Mu's bow swept out, creating a colorful sky.

Perhaps Qimu Gong was originally a set of equipment with the three saint arrows of "Yanlong", "Black Teeth" and "Baimin". The moment they approached each other, they suddenly resonated. The three blue and black arrows trembled suddenly, and the attack power weakened again.

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After the impact, the power on the three arrows was completely exhausted, and they flew out in a spinning direction.

But Zhan Yunfei also suffered a huge impact.

His body flew backwards, blood boiling in his chest, rushing up to his throat, and a mouthful of bright red spurted out. His arms were sore and weak, his hands were numb, and the Qi Mu Gong fell out of his hand.

At this time, the three clones of Lord Qingyue on the opposite side easily got rid of the constraints of the Three Talents Falling Star Formation.

The three-color star dragon that originally locked their lower limbs, without the blessing of the power of the formation, turned into a three-color aura and retreated into the ground.

"That's the Saint's Bow."

"Snatch it back."

"With the original three sky-shattering arrows, we will be invincible."

The three clones of Lord Qingyue transmitted messages to each other.

But I saw three clones stacking the three three-star swords in their hands.

Join the sword!

The three swords merged into one, and the three star patterns on the surface of the three-star sword flashed continuously, with a star tiger jumping.

Fit!

Qingyue Lord's three clones were combined into one place, restored to Qingyue Lord's true body, and his body was raised to the second level of the original Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Immediately afterwards, Lord Qingyue's body reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Three Star Sword.

"Escape method - Sword Spirit Flying Escape!"

The next moment, Qingyue Lord's body turned into a white aura and attached to the body of the Three-Star Sword.

Ouch——

With a roar, the appearance of a double-winged star tiger appeared on the surface of the three-star sword.

Star Tiger spreads its wings and teleports with sword light.

In just a flash, the Xinghu Dharma Appearance was in front of Zhan Yunfei.

Xinghu's magic was restrained, and the three-star sword returned to the sword box behind Qingyue Lord, but Qingyue Lord did not attack Zhan Yunfei first.

He jumped up and grabbed the saint's bow which was still in mid-air.

After landing, he used the saint's bow in his hand to draw the three saint arrows "Yan Long", "Black Teeth" and "Bai Min" in his hand.

Lord Qingyue lowered his head and glanced at the Saint's Bow in his hand, his face suddenly filled with ecstasy.

"Hahaha." Mr. Qingyue's eyebrows were dancing with joy, and he gently stroked the surface of the saint's bow with his hand, "The saint's bow is finally in my hands today, Mr. Qingyue. This saint's bow and the sky-capturing arrows are originally a set of Xuantian spiritual treasures. It’s one of the Yu Dao Sect’s family members. Now, with the combination of bows and arrows, it’s hard for anyone in the entire Northern Territory to compete with me, let alone the Yu Dao Sect.”

After saying this, Qingyue Jun picked up the saint's bow with his left hand, and placed the three arrows of "Yan Long", "Black Teeth" and "Bai Min" on the bow string with his right hand.

As a former genius of the Yu Dao Sect, Qingyue Jun also cultivated the Haoran Heavenly Veins. It's just that the Haoran Heavenly Vein in his body is of middle grade, and can display the power of Haoran in five colors at most. Only those with mighty power can move the saint's bow.

The awe-inspiring heavenly veins in Qingyue Lord's body are circulating, and the awe-inspiring power of the five colors is blessing the saint's bow.

The bowstring was gradually stretched until it looked like a full moon.

Lord Qingyue pointed the arrow towards the opposite side.

At this moment, Zhan Yunfei, Xia Yu, Murong Yu and Yao Jun were standing side by side.

Lord Qingyue said proudly: "There are four of you, and there are three arrows on my saint's bow. Just now you have seen the power of the arrows, and now with the blessing of the saint's bow, the power will be increased several times. You don't have to I doubt that once the arrow in my hand is shot, three of the four of you will die."

Hearing this, Zhan Yunfei held the Ice Soul Sword in one hand, took a step forward without hesitation, and said sternly: "Qingyue Lord, I was the one who wanted to kill you just now. Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, and you want to Just shoot me."

Yao Jun thought in his heart: "Xu Yang, you must have completed the task of exploring the Flower Palace by now. I will persist until I fight side by side with you in the Zhuangyuan Palace."

Yao Jun pointed the tip of the white feather sword in his hand towards the other side, "Qingyue Jun, the person who wants to kill you is me, Yu Daomen Yao Jun."

The red-robed Xiayu thought to himself: "If Liu Haiyu encountered this situation, he would definitely not choose to escape or surrender. I, Xiayu, will not be worse than Liu Haiyu, and I will bet on the glory of Qinglian Dojo."

The red-robed Xia Yu's eyes were sharp, and he pointed the tip of the Fire Qilin Sword towards the other side, "There is also my Qinglian Dojo Xia Yu."

Murong Yu frowned, took half a step back, and murmured in his heart: "His grandma, if all three of them are shot to death first, I will not be able to escape death."

Murong Yu stood still, holding his stone Buddha orb in both hands, and said sternly: "Murong Yu of the Golden Buddha Temple."

The Qingyue Lord on the opposite side held a saint's bow and threatened loudly: "I will give you one more chance. Whoever can tell the first way to leave this place, or can lead me away from this place. I will spare his life, and the remaining All three of them will die.”

The bow is full and the arrow is on the string.

Bow and arrow, the king of killing.