Ning Tao's pupils shrank, and despite his splitting headache, he retreated quickly like a ghost.

But the black-robed figure was ruthless, and with just one step, he stepped in front of him, and stabbed him with a spear with a cold and ruthless expression. His naked immortal power was unreserved.

"No, Xuanwu Shield!"

A golden turtle-shaped shield protected him in front of him.

But with one spear, any defense seemed to be in vain. Not only did it penetrate easily, it also stabbed through Ning Tao's shoulder, causing a trace of bright red blood.

"What? It's been two years, do you still have this one trick? Are you exhausted?"

Wen Wuqing said sarcastically.

No one can understand how furious he was at this moment. Lu Yusong died, his soul was scattered, and he died in front of him. Even if he could go back this time, Old Man Qijue would not let him go.

And when Ning Tao said those words, he knew that the plan had failed and was over.

It is now impossible to lead the 80,000 elite members of the Qijue Sect across the underworld and into the underworld. As for controlling those aid students, it is even more unthinkable.

He, Yan Mo Palace, fell short because of Ning Tao...

"You... deserve... to die!"

Ningtou's mouth was bleeding, his eyes were red, he pulled out the spear tip, clenched his fist with the power of yin and yang and punched it out.

This move does not retreat but advances, using passive to active, which attracted many old monks' eyes to light up and secretly applauded. Being able to face danger in the light of lightning and flint and react immediately, this combat experience is absolutely terrifying.

However,

They all underestimated the strength of the enemy.

Wen Wuwu sarcastically clenched his five slender white fingers into a fist, and two shadows appeared behind him. At a certain moment, they overlapped with him. His breath surged again, and this punch also hit Ning Tao's fist hard.

"Boom boom...!"

There was an explosion in the air, and a figure like a dead dog fell heavily from the sky.

"Old Ning, Brother Ning..." Three figures quickly flashed and quickly caught the falling Ning Tao.

But even if the three of them worked together, they all took a few steps back.

"Pfft...!"

Ning Tao paused, but a sweet feeling surged out of his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His right hand was completely numb, and it seemed that it had been beaten and dislocated.

All this was said to be slow, but in fact it was all happening in the blink of an eye. Ning Tao, who was like a god of war just now, was seriously injured at this moment, and his right arm was completely inoperable.

Just as everyone was commotion, an old man in white flashed and stood solemnly in front of the four people.

"Sect Master, be careful, this person is not in the Tao realm now, but a genuine human immortal."

Yuan Mu frowned and said.

As soon as the words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Immortal?

In this era where the ban on immortals is rampant, especially after the immortals have died, how can any immortal dare to show up? Unexpectedly, one of them actually appears here, or is he an enemy?

The strong men in Prince Lie's Mansion and the Bone Sword Sanren were dumbfounded. They could not believe that the scene in front of them was real. The school they had worked so far to help had actually become a puppet.

It’s still that evil force that does many evil things in the immortal world and screams for beatings. It’s the evil force that needs to be eradicated... The Palace of Yama!

Why?

How did it become like this?

"No...no, damn Yama Palace, give me back my school, my brothers, and our teacher."

Shi Zhenren and others rushed over with red eyes.

But Wen Wuqing was scornful, and these garbage were left useless. Thousands of spears were condensed with one hand, and with a wave of his hand, they were shot out like a machine gun, even the air was turned into a sieve.

"Stone King Shield!"

"The Great Immortal's scattered hands..."

A group of strong men took action with eyes wide open, but in the next second, they were easily penetrated by the spear.

A stream of blood rained down, and a body of unwilling corpses fell down. They died with eyes wide open, but they fell from the air into a pulp...

"Gulu...!"

The remaining people's faces turned pale, and they suddenly didn't know what to do? Things were changing too fast right now.

At this time, Wen Qingwu shouted towards the bewildered Qijuemen: "Kill, kill them all!"

Upon hearing this, the tens of thousands of remaining disciples showed hesitation on their faces, but Wen Qingqing took out a scroll of underworld and touched it casually, and hundreds of them screamed, burned themselves to death, and disappeared from the world.

"Hi~Gulu!"

When the remaining disciples saw this, they were all so frightened that they immediately screamed and rushed towards Tianxiamen.

"Kill, kill, kill...!"

As long as the oath is there, they will have no power to resist long ago, unless...the underworld oath is destroyed.

Ning Tao gritted his teeth and straightened his bones. Cold sweat broke out on his painful forehead. He happened to see the underworld scroll and immediately shouted: "Old Yuan, that is the underworld oath that binds the disciples of the Qijue Sect. It must be destroyed."

As soon as the words came out, Yuan Mu looked at him and said, "Let him, an old man, do the last thing for the Tianxia Sect."

I don’t care about any ban on immortality.

But suddenly, a weak voice came to my ears: "Wait a minute, there is something wrong with this guy. If my guess is correct, he is practicing a simplified version of the Three Life Techniques. He cut himself off and practiced it again three times."

"The two shadows just now are his first two lives. His cultivation in this life has not yet been completed, but he ignored it and rashly exploded. This little monkey alone is no match for him."

"Huh? Who?"

Yuan Mu's expression changed and he quickly looked at Ning Tao suspiciously. Who was transmitting messages to him just now?

Meng Ke'er, Ye'er, and Yuan Xiaoxiao who came over... all heard these words.

Hearing this, Ning Tao didn't care much and shouted to Xiaobai: "How strong is he now? How can we defeat him?"

"This guy's strength has already reached the fourth level of Human Immortal. No, he is still climbing. I'm afraid he originally wanted to break through to Earth Immortal by relying on the simplified Three Lives Art."

"Although he broke out rashly this time, his strength can also be upgraded to the fifth level, sixth level, or even...the seventh level of human immortality. The little monkey is only at the second level. Right now, it's just you who come together to suppress him with all your strength."

"Remember, you must not give him time to breathe, let alone time to improve his strength. Fight quickly, otherwise when he reaches the sixth level, he will be enough to crush you all."

Xiaobai said quickly in a solemn voice.

As soon as the words came out, Ning Tao, Wang Tao, Meng Keer, and Yuan Xiaoxiao looked at each other, and then exploded.

"Ancestral Dragon Technique, Dragon Transformation!"

"Ancient giant ape, possessed!"

"Nine layers of seal, open..."

The five geniuses broke out together, each of them could touch the power of immortals, and together, they were a strength that should not be underestimated.

And Yuan Mu glared angrily, and also transformed into a ferocious ancient giant ape, hundreds of feet tall, shaking the heaven and earth, and he was the first to hit Wen Qingwu with a stick.

"You bastard of Yama Palace, go to hell!"

However, disdain flashed at the corner of Wen Wuqing's mouth, two shadows behind him overlapped, and a violent force erupted.
Chapter completed!