Yang Pan was so happy that as the blood sea space expanded, a dark feeling surged into his heart, as if the way of killing was being interpreted by Yang Panxin himself, the mystery was revealed and he could learn it without a teacher.

Yang Pan's blood sea space usually only expands the space when he kills enough and improves his cultivation level. There is no other way.

But in recent years, Yang Pan's killings have decreased a lot, and they are all powerful people of the first-level celestial immortals. The killing is limited, and the space of the blood sea has not expanded much.

But this time, it was really a full meal.

Yang Pan did not intend to swallow up the sea of ​​blood of Master Yanquan at one time. After all, the opportunity was rare. If you keep this sea of ​​blood, it would be a long-term transaction.

Isn't it fragrant when the water flows slowly?

After Yang Pan sucked enough blood sea water, he activated the four swords of Zhuxian, which had been accumulating for a long time.

"Four swords to kill immortals!"

Four huge sword energy hit Yanquan Zhenjun in an instant. The sword energy of Zhuxian broke the defense, the sword energy of Killing Immortal killed the vitality of the immortal body, the sword energy of the immortal killed the immortal soul, and the sword energy of the immortal sword energy escaped into the void. With the power of the great way, the soul spirit placed on the great way was wiped out.

The division of labor and cooperation are coordinated with each other, and with the coordination of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the power of the four swords sword energy has been increased by a higher level.

At this level, the same level of immortals will definitely not be able to stop it.

The old strong man Yanquan Zhenjun, who is among the celestial immortals, is no exception.

It's just a blow.

The sea of ​​blood disappeared and no longer flowed back into the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The sea of ​​blood in the sword formation space quickly disappeared and disappeared.

However, Master Yanquan did not even leave a word, but turned into dust and drifted away, and his face remained unchanged before his death.

Every fairy who has come to this point is a miracle of the world. She has experienced all kinds of thrilling things and is not shocked. Although death is terrible, they are not afraid.

Especially the monks who practice the innate path of killing either kill people or are killed, which is their destiny.

Yang Pan himself is no exception. There are tens of millions of people on this path, but only one person can reach the peak, and the others are sacrifices on this path.

―――――――――――――――――――――

In fact, it is not just the innate killing path, any avenue is no exception, it is just not as straightforward as the innate killing path.

There is a cemetery in front of Hedao Gate, and behind each Taoist ancestor is the corpses of countless fellow monks.

Yang Pan closed the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and the formation map turned into a black windbreaker and put it on his body again.

The four swords turned into four rays of light and flashed into Yang Pan's body, disappearing without a trace.

Yang Pan took a step forward, and in one step he came to the outside of Yanquan World and looked inside from outside.

The main thing is to look at the huge sea of ​​blood in the southern continent. At this time, the sea of ​​blood has disappeared by one third, but it has not hurt it and its roots.

A figure split out from Yang Pan's body. The figure shook and turned into the appearance of the true Lord Yanquan. He nodded to Yang Pan, entered the Yanquan world in one step, and came to the hub of the formation of the Southern Continent. Yang Pan was so happy that he was dying. As the space of the blood sea expanded, a dark feeling surged into his heart, as if the way of killing was being interpreted by Yang Panxin in front of him, his mystery was revealed and he learned it without a teacher.

Yang Pan's blood sea space usually only expands the space when he kills enough and improves his cultivation level. There is no other way.

But in recent years, Yang Pan's killings have decreased a lot, and they are all powerful people of the first-level celestial immortals. The killing is limited, and the space of the blood sea has not expanded much.

But this time, it was really a full meal.

Yang Pan did not intend to swallow up the sea of ​​blood of Master Yanquan at one time. After all, the opportunity was rare. If you keep this sea of ​​blood, it would be a long-term transaction.

Isn't it fragrant when the water flows slowly?

After Yang Pan sucked enough blood sea water, he activated the four swords of Zhuxian, which had been accumulating for a long time.

"Four swords to kill immortals!"

Four huge sword energy hit Yanquan Zhenjun in an instant. The sword energy of Zhuxian broke the defense, the sword energy of Killing Immortal killed the vitality of the immortal body, the sword energy of the immortal killed the immortal soul, and the sword energy of the immortal sword energy escaped into the void. With the power of the great way, the soul spirit placed on the great way was wiped out.

The division of labor and cooperation are coordinated with each other, and with the coordination of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the power of the four swords sword energy has been increased by a higher level.

At this level, the same level of immortals will definitely not be able to stop it.

The old strong man Yanquan Zhenjun, who is among the celestial immortals, is no exception.

It's just a blow.

The sea of ​​blood disappeared and no longer flowed back into the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The sea of ​​blood in the sword formation space quickly disappeared and disappeared.

However, Master Yanquan did not even leave a word, but turned into dust and drifted away, and his face remained unchanged before his death.

Every fairy who has come to this point is a miracle of the world. She has experienced all kinds of thrilling things and is not shocked. Although death is terrible, they are not afraid.

Especially the monks who practice the innate path of killing either kill people or are killed, which is their destiny.

Yang Pan himself is no exception. There are tens of millions of people on this path, but only one person can reach the peak, and the others are sacrifices on this path.

―――――――――――――――――――――

In fact, it is not just the innate killing path, any avenue is no exception, it is just not as straightforward as the innate killing path.

There is a cemetery in front of Hedao Gate, and behind each Taoist ancestor is the corpses of countless fellow monks.

Yang Pan closed the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and the formation map turned into a black windbreaker and put it on his body again.

The four swords turned into four rays of light and flashed into Yang Pan's body, disappearing without a trace.

Yang Pan took a step forward, and in one step he came to the outside of Yanquan World and looked inside from outside.

The main thing is to look at the huge sea of ​​blood in the southern continent. At this time, the sea of ​​blood has disappeared by one third, but it has not hurt it and its roots.

A figure split out from Yang Pan's body. The figure shook and turned into the appearance of the true Lord Yanquan. He nodded to Yang Pan, entered the Yanquan world in one step, and came to the hub of the formation of the Southern Continent. Yang Pan was so happy that he was dying. As the space of the blood sea expanded, a dark feeling surged into his heart, as if the way of killing was being interpreted by Yang Panxin in front of him, his mystery was revealed and he learned it without a teacher.

Yang Pan's blood sea space usually only expands the space when he kills enough and improves his cultivation level. There is no other way.

But in recent years, Yang Pan's killings have decreased a lot, and they are all powerful people of the first-level celestial immortals. The killing is limited, and the space of the blood sea has not expanded much.

But this time, it was really a full meal.

Yang Pan did not intend to swallow up the sea of ​​blood of Master Yanquan at one time. After all, the opportunity was rare. If you keep this sea of ​​blood, it would be a long-term transaction.

Isn't it fragrant when the water flows slowly?

After Yang Pan sucked enough blood sea water, he activated the four swords of Zhuxian, which had been accumulating for a long time.

"Four swords to kill immortals!"

Four huge sword energy hit Yanquan Zhenjun in an instant. The sword energy of Zhuxian broke the defense, the sword energy of Killing Immortal killed the vitality of the immortal body, the sword energy of the immortal killed the immortal soul, and the sword energy of the immortal sword energy escaped into the void. With the power of the great way, the soul spirit placed on the great way was wiped out.

The division of labor and cooperation are coordinated with each other, and with the coordination of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the power of the four swords sword energy has been increased by a higher level.

At this level, the same level of immortals will definitely not be able to stop it.

The old strong man Yanquan Zhenjun, who is among the celestial immortals, is no exception.

It's just a blow.

The sea of ​​blood disappeared and no longer flowed back into the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The sea of ​​blood in the sword formation space quickly disappeared and disappeared.

However, Master Yanquan did not even leave a word, but turned into dust and drifted away, and his face remained unchanged before his death.

Every fairy who has come to this point is a miracle of the world. She has experienced all kinds of thrilling things and is not shocked. Although death is terrible, they are not afraid.

Especially the monks who practice the innate path of killing either kill people or are killed, which is their destiny.

Yang Pan himself is no exception. There are tens of millions of people on this path, but only one person can reach the peak, and the others are sacrifices on this path.

―――――――――――――――――――――

In fact, it is not just the innate killing path, any avenue is no exception, it is just not as straightforward as the innate killing path.

There is a cemetery in front of Hedao Gate, and behind each Taoist ancestor is the corpses of countless fellow monks.

Yang Pan closed the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and the formation map turned into a black windbreaker and put it on his body again.

The four swords turned into four rays of light and flashed into Yang Pan's body, disappearing without a trace.

Yang Pan took a step forward, and in one step he came to the outside of Yanquan World and looked inside from outside.

The main thing is to look at the huge sea of ​​blood in the southern continent. At this time, the sea of ​​blood has disappeared by one third, but it has not hurt it and its roots.

A figure split out from Yang Pan's body. The figure shook and turned into the appearance of the true Lord Yanquan. He nodded to Yang Pan, entered the Yanquan world in one step, and came to the hub of the formation of the Southern Continent. Yang Pan was so happy that he was dying. As the space of the blood sea expanded, a dark feeling surged into his heart, as if the way of killing was being interpreted by Yang Panxin in front of him, his mystery was revealed and he learned it without a teacher.

Yang Pan's blood sea space usually only expands the space when he kills enough and improves his cultivation level. There is no other way.

But in recent years, Yang Pan's killings have decreased a lot, and they are all powerful people of the first-level celestial immortals. The killing is limited, and the space of the blood sea has not expanded much.

But this time, it was really a full meal.

Yang Pan did not intend to swallow up the sea of ​​blood of Master Yanquan at one time. After all, the opportunity was rare. If you keep this sea of ​​blood, it would be a long-term transaction.

Isn't it fragrant when the water flows slowly?

After Yang Pan sucked enough blood sea water, he activated the four swords of Zhuxian, which had been accumulating for a long time.

"Four swords to kill immortals!"

Four huge sword energy hit Yanquan Zhenjun in an instant. The sword energy of Zhuxian broke the defense, the sword energy of Killing Immortal killed the vitality of the immortal body, the sword energy of the immortal killed the immortal soul, and the sword energy of the immortal sword energy escaped into the void. With the power of the great way, the soul spirit placed on the great way was wiped out.

The division of labor and cooperation are coordinated with each other, and with the coordination of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the power of the four swords sword energy has been increased by a higher level.

At this level, the same level of immortals will definitely not be able to stop it.

The old strong man Yanquan Zhenjun, who is among the celestial immortals, is no exception.

It's just a blow.
To be continued...