"Fellow Daoist shows mercy!"

The two immortals of Nine Yang who attained enlightenment could not bear it first.

Their physical bodies were almost wiped out, and their souls were severely damaged. After a moment, they would have to die and disappear. Only a true spirit fell into the immortal gate and could only wake up after sleeping for many years.

At that time, he will still be a noble immortal.

But they obviously don't want to.

Although you can be reborn with the Immortal Sect and are not afraid of death, after rebirth, everything except the level of cultivation must be repeated, and even the natal immortal treasure must be re-sacrificed.

This is the hopelessness of transcending, and they will never want to do so.

"If I had known today, why should I have been there?"

Wang Yandao's heart is strong and deaf ears.

Let Guangmu and the two immortals of Jiuyang beg for mercy. She held her own sword and killed the sun and the moon without any light. Today, the immortals led the heavenly emperors to block the immortal gate. If the couple were not strong enough, they would definitely destroy the Taoist path.

Blocking the way is a great hatred, how can you forgive me lightly?

"Those who block my way will kill me!"

Wang Yan's murderous intent surged.

Thinking of the blockade today, thinking of being blocked by Dongning Realm, thinking of being about to separate from Chen Jichuan again, I don’t know when I will meet again.

"If you don't follow my wish, kill me!"

Wang Yan felt angry, angry, and the sword light surged.

A sword comes and goes.

The five immortals finally couldn't hold on.

"Dongning!"

"I curse you that you will never be able to attain the path of immortality forever, and you will fall into the cycle of reincarnation forever!"

The first immortal master of Guangmu could not hold on. He felt extremely hatred in his heart, and his hatred turned into the most vicious curse, and his entire life burst into a taboo curse.

"curse?"

Wang Yan's heart was as strong as a sword, and his anger was vigorous. After the three artistic conceptions of "joy", "thinking", and "you", the fourth artistic conception of "anger" had been completed in this battle.

"What can I do to you?"

Wang Yan brought the sword, and four magic swords came out together, scattering all the ghosts and monsters.

break!

The mouth of poisonous blood spurted out from the mouth of the Immortal Lord Guangmu was stormed into nothingness at that time, and the death-breaking curse before his death was useless.

After all, it is just a curse of the super-level level, and its power is really limited.

"ah!"

The Immortal Lord Guangmu was unwilling to accept it, resentment and resentment, and could no longer hold on. The first one was Huihui, and a little real spirit was sank into the immortal gate above.

"Immortal Lord!"

"Immortal Lord Guangmu!"

Wanying Tianzun and eight Tianzun were still resting and watching the battle. Just as they were watching it well, they suddenly heard Guangmu and the two immortals of Jiuyang begging for mercy, and their hearts were already in trouble.

I am just waiting to finish my work.

But before they could move, they saw blood flashing around the body of the Guangmu Immortal Lord, and the next moment it turned into light and threw itself into the immortal sect.

He was actually dead!

This shock is extraordinary.

"escape!"

"Go away!"

The eight people no longer hesitated, jumped up one by one, and each showed their magical powers to escape.

"Want to leave?"

Wang Yan laughed angrily, stepped on the wind and thunder, and while trapping the remaining four immortals, he still had time to pursue the eight heavenly priests.

The wind and thunder walk without interruption.

He took one step and caught up with someone and slashed out a sword.

After eight steps, the eight swords fell.

Bang!

Bang!

The eight heavenly priests all stared at each other, their bodies turned into powder, and only a little real spirit flew to the Immortal Gate.

Within one combination.

The Eight Heavenly Lord died.

...

"What a Dongning!"

"So fierce?"

The four immortal masters who were fighting with Wang Yan saw Wang Yan killing Guangmu first, and then killing Wan Ying and other eight heavenly masters. They knew that this time they were afraid that they would be doomed.

One by one, they are working harder and harder.

But as Guangmu Immortal Lord died in battle, he died with the Eight Heavenly Lord.

Like a mountain collapse.

Like an avalanche.

Following closely behind, the three immortals, Nine Yang, Maha and Taiyin, were killed one after another even though they tried their best.

Three true spirits flew into the immortal gate.

Boom boom boom boom!

Only the Golden Light Immortal Lord relies on his strong body, and his body is full of golden light, and he lasts for a while.

But it's just a few swords.

After the Four Immortals left, a few swords fell, and the Golden Light Immortals could not hold on. He still smiled dissatisfied and said, "Kill, kill, kill! The more you adulterers you killed today, the more miserable the Ferocious Bird Mountain lineage will be. When I am reborn, I will exhaust my whole life's strength to overturn the Ferocious Bird Mountain lineage and teach you that the two of them will not leave any tiles!"

Immortal Jin Guang knew that he could not escape death today, and when he was pregnant and returned in the immortal sect, Chen Jichuan and Wang Yan must have left the Chongming Realm long ago.

But the two of them still have Taoism and the lineage of the evil bird mountain.

The Immortal Jin Guang was unwilling to let the two of them have a good time before dying, and they were too reluctant to talk and wanted to make things difficult for them. With his strength, he was immortal. If he was reborn, he was determined to target the mountain of evil birds, it would be a disaster if he was not prepared.

"Let's talk about it when you live!"

Wang Yan was unmoved and fell down with a sword, shattering the Golden Light Immortal Lord into ashes.

Since then, all the five great immortals have fallen and returned, at least more than 100,000 years later.

Kill the Eight Heavenly Lords and the Five Immortal Lords.

Wang Yanwu kept stopping.

Although the Five Emperors could suppress many Heavenly Venerables, it was extremely difficult to kill them all.

"How could it be!"

"Too strong!"

"Dongning Immortal Lord! Dongning Immortal Lord! How could she be so strong?!"

Several of them were scared to see Wang Yan killing the Immortal Lord of Heaven and Slaughtering a dog, and they all burst out and rushed out of the blockade of the Five Emperors.

"No one can leave!"

Wang Yan walked forward, and the magic sword in his hand came out, one sword was one. After ten steps, there was no living Heavenly Lord in the field except Shanhua and Yucheng.

Blue sky and white sun!

What a killer girl!

...

"The Seven Emotional Sword is indeed powerful."

Chen Jichuan was competing with Bixia and Xuanming, the two immortals, but he was also distracted from paying attention to the battle on Wang Yan. Seeing that the five immortals who Wang Yan killed with the sword were destroyed again and again, he couldn't help but applaud him.

The killing magical powers at the third level are indeed terrifying.

Wang Yan practiced authentic-level martial arts with the same origin. With the blessing of magic power, the "Seven Emotions Sword" became more and more terrifying. As the peak figures of the fourth level, Jin Guang Immortal Lord and others could not escape Wang Yan's sword. After being wiped out, they could only die of hatred.

Not to mention the many heavenly priests.

Under Wang Yan's sword, they could not even support one round. The immortal sect, the real spirit of the Heavenly Venerable, was unable to cultivate their clones, and eventually they all returned to the immortal sect.
To be continued...