Chapter 4741

His childe didn't expect that the originally damned guy, instead of dying, manipulated the immortal style to return anyway.

A seemingly inconspicuous and elusive guy actually realized the immortal style, which shocked him.

You know, if you can understand the immortal style, it means that the realm of deriving immortals is harmonious, and you have touched a higher level.

Understanding and making good use of it further explains its horror. Breaking through Yanxian will be just a matter of time and years.

Looking back to ancient times, I don't know how many top practices have been difficult to enter the realm of Yan Xian, and the realm of delusion above Yan Xian has made Yan Xian desperate.

Yan Xian is a watershed. Even if the longevity is endless, he can't feel the mysterious Qi and can only despair.

At the same time, even if they are extraordinary immortals, there are very few who can die a good death.

The realm cannot be broken through and reach another level. The endless longevity is like a trap and cage for them.

Yan Xian, who has not broken the shackles, may die in a tragic war with the turbulence of one side of the heaven, or he may cut off the source of immortality and not even enter reincarnation.

This is a path of cultivation with no retreat. The vast silence is much more than the brutal killing.

The first step to break through the shackles is to understand the immortal style.

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At present, the general trend of this coming spectacle is not immortal, what will it be!

The little emperor had already been shocked. When he saw that figure, giving orders like an emperor, the scene that he didn't want to see in his heart appeared.

"So, is this his real strength..."

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"Enough! Stop it." The childe's eyes began to turn red. He waved his palm and suddenly tore the mountain suppressed on him.

Successive fierce battles have made childe Chu tired, especially in the previous immortal style of the little emperor, which has consumed more than half of his physical strength.

All the Yan immortals present voluntarily retreated for fear of being cannon fodder.

The sword with Canggu Galaxy between his eyebrows was unparalleled, and his eyes looked at him indifferently.

Childe Zheng gasped slightly, with a bit of hysteria, "do you think, do you think you just want to deal with me with a blow?"

"Be prepared to regret."

The light red scroll that stretches for thousands of miles becomes more and more rich. The childe is standing in the middle of the scroll, slowly condensing the vigorous force in his hands.

Then, the scroll twisted and twisted, forming a true shadow.

Every true shadow is a childe's correction.

The light red true image condensed like essence, all surrounded by the sword.

"You guys, always don't cry when you don't see the coffin. Since you want to fight to the end, I have to send you to the coffin."

The childe corrected his weirdness with a smile. After he called out a word of extinction in a low voice, he was swallowed up by the extreme darkness in this picture space.

Outsiders simply cannot detect the scene.

Nearly a hundred true shadows in the whole picture space are all moving at this moment, carrying vigorous derivatives and rushing forward.

The sword peerless had noticed the change at the first time. With a sudden wave of his hand, a bright sun hung high and shone for hundreds of miles.

The indescribable light beam reluctantly tore open the darkness, and those rushing true shadows touched the light beam of the sun, directly turning into pools of silt and falling into the ground.

But the sword unparalleled immediately felt something wrong. Those real shadows turned into mud were tumbling, but in a moment, they turned into thousands of chains, and trapped him from bottom to top.

At the next moment, countless strange eyes were born in this originally extremely dark space!

Each pair of eyes is playful, cruel, or indifferent, as if an endless abyss, which makes people sink into it at a glance.

Jian Wushuang was trapped by chains and couldn't start at all. He could only watch the thousands of eyes on his head devouring the derivative force in his body madly.

Outside this extremely dark space, the corners of the childe's mouth showed a smile that was difficult to understand. "If it weren't in the heaven, I would treat you well."

Then, he turned slowly and said softly in the face of the helpless little emperor, "your dependence has been one step ahead, and you don't quit yet. Are you ready to let me throw you out?"

Xiaodijun coldly looked at the childe correction. With his own intuition, he knew that jianwushuang could not be out so easily.

Sure enough, before the smile on childe Jiu's face retreated, the extremely dark space behind him burst!

A sad cry sounded with the wind, and a huge amount of mixed black derivatives burst.

A body holding the sacred peak suddenly came!

Jian Wushuang's eyes were extremely cold, and then he threw the Shenfeng in his hand in the face of the childe's correction.

Caught off guard, childe Jiu didn't even make a sound, and was covered by the God peak that rushed to his face.

The holy peak, which was already thousands of feet high, rose against the storm and turned into a holy mountain thousands of feet high. With an irresistible momentum, he covered his whole body at the root of the mountain.

The earth collapses, the Milky Way flows upstream, and visions abound.

Adhering to the principle of taking advantage of his illness and taking his life, Jian Wushuang condensed his whole body's strength under his feet, and then with a powerful and heavy foot, he stamped heavily on the top of the holy mountain.

"Boom!"

Thousands of feet of god mountain, also can not bear this foot, cracked a deep gully.

Juli went straight to the surface. The childe who was pressed at the foot of the mountain was corrected, and his righteousness sank into the Dantian. When he was ready to rush out in a hurry, he was almost kicked by Juli and burst the fairy source.

As soon as his eyes darkened, the scarlet blood gushed out of his nasal cavity.

Just as Jian Wushuang was ready to work hard to take the life of the young master, a big sound of morning and evening drums rang through.

"The time has come. Please stop here and rush to heaven."

Dressed in black robes, Yu Bo appeared in the heaven with extreme mystery, and some turbid eyes looked at every last Yan Xian.

Jian Wushuang flashed a touch of Sen Han in his eyes. When he was about to release the final thunderbolt, he found that the air seemed to stagnate, and unexpectedly suppressed the derivative force.

He seemed to feel something and turned to Yu Bo who appeared in the heaven.

Four eyes were opposite, and there was a subtle fluctuation in Yu Bo's muddy eyes. Then he turned his head, waved his sleeve robe, and sent the childe who was sealed under the Shenfeng back to the heaven.

"Please hurry to heaven immediately."

After saying this last sentence, the whole heaven was completely silent.

The remaining Yan immortals looked at each other, and then all fled here quickly and rushed to heaven.

Slowly spit out a muddy breath, and jianwushuang finally relaxed.

This six-month battle to win the peach ended with the victory of the sword matchless Zhenfeng childe and Xiantao.