The reason why Chen Yang fought with him for so long was that he wanted to accumulate combat experience and observe his martial arts at the same time. It was a pity that he was wasted so much of the memorial power. He could also absorb more with the black mage.

The power of tribute is the energy collected by the Daluo Golden Immortal. It is also a very precious existence in the fairy world. It can be absorbed in the realm of immortals, but it must be dependent on the Daluo Golden Immortal to be given some alms. It is almost impossible to absorb it with all your heart.

"You... are already in the realm of a true immortal, how is this possible?" Master Black was even more surprised to see through Chen Yang's realm and could not believe it at all. It is impossible for the Immortal Realm to ascend to an immortal after the Spirit Bridge breaks.

"Nothing is strange. I killed a true immortal from the pseudo-Heavenly Court and seized the immortal throne. Although you are a golden immortal, it is just a soul, it also has some effect." Chen Yang looked at him playfully, of course he would not tell the truth.

The casual talk made the Black Master even more frightened. Damn, not even immortals can kill immortals. He is now in the late stage of the True Immortal. I can only use eight success powers, and my martial power is almost the same. It is not necessarily his opponent. The power of the Immortal Lord's memorial power is about to be exhausted, and it won't last long here. Let's run away quickly!

In fear, Master Black was already timid, but he could not show weakness on his face.

He laughed calmly and arrogantly: "Hahaha, an ignorant child, a true immortal who was made by taking over the body, dares to challenge me without knowing the height of heaven and earth. I will let you know what the real immortal art is."

"Liuhe Divine Palm!" The Black Master shouted, waved his hands in the air, and half of the power of memorial was drawn by him. Fire dragons flew out of his palms, with as many as six.

The golden dragon flew towards Chen Yang, increasing his attack power ten times again than before, which was the limit he could use.

Six golden dragons sealed all the retreat routes of Chen Yang, and any one of them could burn Chen Yang to ashes by spitting out flames. Chen Yang's injury in his left hand had not recovered yet, so it was impossible to repel the six Jinglongs at the same time as before.

Passively, Chen Yang drew his sword, but it was still the Biluo Sword. The Supreme Soul-Chasing Sword Technique broke the sword with one blow, and swung countless swords at the same time.

The sword aura burst out from the Biluo Sword was 1,000 meters long, and it suddenly suppressed the momentum of the golden dragon, slashing three golden dragons in a row.

The attack of the Liuhe Divine Palm had already disintegrated, but before Chen Yang could hit again, the remaining three golden dragons collided together by themselves, and suddenly scattered and burned out of thin air into a sea of ​​fire. Nothing could be seen in the sea of ​​fire.

No matter how powerful the Biluo Sword is, it cannot extinguish the sea of ​​fire that is hundreds of miles in an instant. Faced with such an attack, everyone felt that Chen Yang could only retreat temporarily and attack after the sea of ​​fire dissipated. The black mage's sharpness has been knocked out, and the strongest attack has been defeated. It is only a matter of time before capturing him.

There is no need to fight for a while at this moment, but Chen Yang did not do this. Instead, the Blue Lou Sword waved and emitted a cyclone of more than ten radius. He dug a hole five meters wide in the sea of ​​fire. He leaped his sword and rushed into the sea of ​​fire.

Then I heard a scream of horror inside: "You... why are you chasing me? How can you tell me that I am going to run away? Don't touch me...ah... Help, Immortal Lord save me..."

It turned out that it was the Black Mage crying. As the sea of ​​fire dissipated, everyone in the distance saw that Chen Yang had already grasped the Black Mage in his hand. It was a pink soul. In front of Chen Yang, the Black Mage's body was gone, leaving only two dark and deep black holes floating in the air.

The soul was captured and it was obvious that the body that the Black Mage seized had collapsed. The two black holes were his eyes before, but at this time it did not belong to the Black Mage, but came from another world.

"Let go of my men and I can spare your life for the time being." Angry voices came from the black hole, and every word was like a fight.

It was the master of the Black Mage, Thunder Rain Immortal Lord. His anger was understandable. At such a great price, he not only did not get the spiritual spring, but his souls were now arrested. Although the Black Mage could not escape being killed by him when he returned, it was another matter to die at Chen Yang's hands.

Others would say that the Thunder Rain Immortal Lord could not even keep his subordinates, and the final cover cloth would be torn apart. The Thunder Rain Immortal Lord sent a message despite the consumption of his soul, and also wanted to shock Chen Yang to save his last face.

Unfortunately, Chen Yang did not give him any face and said coldly: "I will give you a choice, hand over your immortal position, and wait for me to go to the fairy world to spare you."

"Ao... What an arrogant boy. With your strength, you will come to the fairy world. You will die halfway through the road without a burial place. I can destroy your soul with just one thought." The Immortal Thunder Rain burst into anger and cursed.

"Old guy, please scream a few more! You won't be able to scream soon." Chen Yang cursed even more, but his expression was not excited at all, as if this was a regular operation.

"Aoaoao... you wait... I will destroy you..." The Immortal Thunder Rain was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly, and even more crazily sent me the power of memorial service. The two black holes were surging with lightning and heavy rain.

Suddenly, a huge thunder cloud formed above Chen Yang's head. It broke down like a rainy day, and then the sky thunder as thick as a bucket hit him, several times stronger than the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation.

The Thunderstorm Immortal Lord controls thunderstorms. In the rage, the sky seemed to collapse, and the thunderstorm blew hard at Chen Yang.

But when these hit Chen Yang, he was like nothing happened, standing upright with his head held high, his eyes closed, and lightning fell on him, and most of them were absorbed. He actually enjoyed it very much.

At the same time, his palm tightly squeezed the soul of the Black Mage, and a huge python head stretched out, swallowing the soul of the Black Mage in one bite. The earth demon in the Yin and Yang Realm drooled and sighed to the sky. This is unfair. The soul of the Golden Immortal is so precious, why did it be eaten by the stupid snake?

Seeing Chen Yang's appearance, the Immortal Thunder Rain was even more furious. Countless thunders were coming, and heavy rain poured out within a million miles, for an hour.

The two sides were still in a stalemate. Chen Yang looked charred, but he was very fulfilled inside and was tempering his body with thunderstorms. This was stronger than the lightning he had experienced before, no less than an opportunity.

Under normal circumstances, if he gives him a gift and asks him to lower his thunderstorm of this level, the Thunderstorm Immortal Lord is reluctant to let him go, but now he is so angry that he takes revenge so wildly.

"Chen Yang is about to stop. It will continue to rain. The Donglai family is over. Most of the central fairyland will be flooded. Countless people will die. Quickly find a way to stop." The brown-clothed master in the distance couldn't bear it anymore and shouted anxiously.

Dongleqin had long wanted to say that, but he knew that his sins were serious and he was not qualified to ask Chen Yang for help.

"..." Chen Yang was reminded and noticed that he secretly called out badly. He was just trying to temper his body, but he didn't consider the disaster that this terrifying thunderstorm brought to all living beings in the fairyland.

Although the thunderstorm has only been one hour, it is a hundred times more serious than the natural disaster of the Holy Capital Empire last time. In just one hour, it has turned the 10 billion-mile fairyland into a vast ocean, and the territory of the Donglai family has almost been flooded.
Chapter completed!