‘What happened to Yi Tianchou?’

Feeling a thousand miles of musical notes shattered, Zhong Shenxiu felt thoughtful.

However, the three corpses's soul method is very dangerous, and cultivators need to face the poison of the heavenly way, and it is normal to be entangled in a demon with one thought.

It is more normal for the temperament to become more extreme and narrow, and even the three views to change drastically.

‘Anyway, as long as he can’t help practicing the Three Corpse Yuanshen Method, I won’t lose…’

At this time, there was another change in the field.

The five old monsters of six authentic Huandan joined forces and forced the other eight poisonous fire dragons together, turning the ban into a cage, and preparing to slowly conquer them in the future.

"Hmph, these eight little poisonous snakes dare to make trouble at this time. When this ancestor pulls out his hand, he will need to suppress it for millions of years!"

Yang Baixuan looked at the broken Wanxiang Palace and countless treasure-hunting cultivators in it, shouting: "What do you want to do? Why don't you put down our treasure quickly?"

His body is extremely elixir-level magic power, and his magic power has been purified several times. In terms of quality, it is only a short distance from Zhong Shenxiu's Yuandan-level magic power.

At this time, with this magic power, the Daomen thunder sound was activated, and the sky was like bursts of thunder rolling through the sky.

Yang Baixuan was already furious when he saw that the six sects were chewed and stolen by a group of locusts and rats.

At this time, he made a fierce move and raised his hand, eight golden lights were emitted, which were his natal magic weapon, Bajizi Mother Blade.

These eight golden lights are extremely sharp, even ordinary flying swords are hard to match. They cruised around the Wanxiang Palace and killed more than 30 cultivators in the blink of an eye, and also caught seven Golden Elixir ancestors, which immediately shocked the cultivators.

The elder of Bailian Sect landed in the Wanxiang Palace, looking at the broken prohibition and the collapsed building, his face full of regret.

‘I don’t know how many years it will take to collect all the magic weapons and redeem the Wanxiang Palace to the point where it can impact the spiritual treasures…’

Although this time it failed, the heart of a monk was tempered without breaking down!

Roar!

At this moment, variables arose from the poisonous fire dragon.

It turned out that when the eight poisonous fire dragons saw that they were about to be captured again, they all became fierce and even swallowed each other.

The dark green poisonous fire broke out, and the eight poisonous fire dragons finally merged into one and turned into a monster with eight dragon heads.

His magical power and breath suddenly exceeded the limit of the sixth reincarnation of the elixir, and reached the level of seven reincarnation of the elixir!

It is enough to compete with the top cultivators in this world, and it is also the level of the six authentic sects and the five masters in the world, and the level of the ancestors of the sect!

The five great masters in the world may be different from the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Souls and others in terms of cultivation. The only difference is whether they are in charge of the spiritual treasure!

At this time, the eight fire dragons roared and hit the ban hard.

With a loud bang, the ancestor of Ten Thousand Souls and others vomited blood and flew backwards, and the ban was shattered!

"hateful!"

The Ten Thousand Soul Ancestor looked at the figure of the eight fire dragons that were about to escape, and hissed: "If this ancestor was not seriously damaged before, you must be good-looking!"

Neither the Divine Talisman, nor the old monster of transforming Qi, nor the old immortal Xingluo said anything.

Even though they were seriously injured in their vitality to sacrifice and refine spiritual treasures before, they really had to fight to the death, and there was still no problem in taking down these eight fire dragons.

But the key is that this is the fault of the mysterious Bailian Sect after all.

It would be too much for them to work hard.

Yang Baixuan was determined to suppress the Wanxiang Palace. When he saw this scene, his eyes were so angry that he was: "Don't leave that evil beast!"

His magic power surged, and he really tried his best to lose his life, and he could destroy his vital energy and destroy his tremendous magic power into the Wanxiang Palace.

This magic weapon that was knocked down to level before it was achieved, suddenly expanded, and the incomplete surface flashed through the ever-changing and ever-changing God-Forbidden Ruyi, and its light was shining brightly.

Although the Wanxiang Palace is not a spiritual treasure, it is far beyond the ordinary magic weapon level.

At this time, it was activated, and all the thousands of magic weapons that formed the foundation were roaring.

The magic of the Wanxiang Palace is that it can accommodate various magic weapons and exert its incredible power.

At this time, one of the sword pavilions roared, and countless sword lights were emitted. In each sword light, there was a flying sword, as if countless peerless sword immortals were attacking. The sword light filled the sky, blocking the eight poisonous fire dragons.

"Suppress me!"

Yang Baixuan once again activated the Wanxiang Palace, swords, spears, swords and halberds, bells, drums, pianos, chess, calligraphy and paintings, flags, bronze rings... magic weapons of various shapes were activated, forming a torrent of Wanxiang!

Even Zhong Shenxiu looked at this scene and his expression became extremely solemn.

Countless magic weapons hit the eight-headed fire dragons, making the owl scream continuously. The scales and blood splattered, and it turned into large balls of poisonous fire in the air. The mysterious Hundred Refining Sect is a radius of hundreds of miles, and all the creatures are suffering.

The Wanxiang Palace fell in the sky, and one of the beasts was opened, and the eight flame dragons were about to be suppressed again.

...

"Is this the Mystery Hundred Refining Sect? It's really... so lively!"

A young man with a beautiful god as jade and an extraordinary temperament, wearing a mysterious black Taoist robe, holding a red flame flag, and stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, slowly arrived on the Bailian Peak. Looking at the huge Wanxiang Palace and the eight flame dragons that were about to be suppressed, he couldn't help but smile: "The six authentic primitives have always been terrified. The head teacher asked me to bring my ancestors here and teach them a lesson, then... give it to me!"

He shook the red flame flag and said solemnly: "Please take action by the ancestor!"

This young Taoist, named Li Kunlun, is a great disciple of the contemporary Tiandu Sect and the most talented person in the world in cultivating immortals.

He was once praised by the head of Tiandu Sect as "a stone of talent for cultivating immortals in the world, and my disciple Li Kunlun monopolizes the eight dou"!

And the flame flag in his hand is the Tiandu Sect’s spiritual treasure - the ancient seven flame flag!

This spiritual treasure accommodates the seven most famous spiritual flames in this world, one of which is the ancient earth lung poisonous fire!

At this time, the flag was gently stretched out, and the seven real flames flashed by, and immediately there was an extremely powerful magic power blocking the radius of thousands of miles!

Fire flows out of the sky, and red clouds fill the sky!

Zhong Shenxiu looked up and felt the magic power of the ancient souls in this world for the first time!

Under this powerful magic power, Xu Guo's parallel Yin God was like a joke!

A red cloud swept across the sky, and the target was the eight fire dragons!

Yang Baixuan roared angrily and repeatedly activated the Wanxiang Palace.

This person himself has the magic power of the high-turning power of the Revival Pill and controls the Wanxiang Palace. Even though Zhong Shenxiu, he dare not say that he can easily defeat him.

But under the red clouds, he was smashed into the ground, the Wanxiang Palace shattered again, and countless magic weapons splashed.

The eight-headed fire dragons escaped from the trap and wanted to roar and show their power, but when they saw the arrival of the spiritual flames of the ancient Seven Flame Flag Flag, they actually made a puppy sob.

Immediately, it was like a big tonic pill, and it was swallowed by the ancient seven-flame flag with fire and it was swallowed in one bite!
Chapter completed!