Zan Hai probably never imagined that one day he would be struck head-on by Xu Yan's sheathed sword.

Zan Hai, who was directly hit by the sword killing array, let out a miserable cry and landed from the clouds.

Xu Yan looked surprised, obviously not expecting that he would accidentally injure his companions.

He patted the scabbard again, returned the sword array to its sheath, and looked at Balian with a deep look.

"The talent of the corpse demon race, the power of devouring?"

Balian chuckled and said, "Good eyesight."

Xu Yan's eyes wandered, and his thumb gently rubbed the lines between the scabbard. The simple scabbard was full of sword intent that was ready to strike.

"It's not uncommon for royal corpse demons to awaken their racial talents..."

Xu Yan lowered his eyes, fell on the blood gun in Bailian's left hand, and lifted his lips lightly.

"But this is the first time I've seen the talents of two races combined and used together."

After all, Zan Hai was a White Immortal in the Heshen Realm. Although he was hit head-on by the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, he fell into the clouds in a state of embarrassment.

But he quickly stabilized his breath, stepped on the green gang, with afterimages appearing in waves, his body skills swooping, and he caught up with him angrily:

"Xu Yan, I think your sword practice is neither fish nor fowl!"

"What's the fuss about? The majestic Bai Xian can't even handle a corpse demon who has transcended the tribulation realm, and he still has the face to fight among himself?"

The one who spoke was Bai Xian Shoufeng, the only one among the four immortals who did not pay attention to his appearance.

He looked like a decrepit old man, with loose skin on his face, and the clear and clear heavenly bones could be seen under the thin layer of skin.

He moved his ten fingers together on his chest, and in the blink of an eye, he formed two ancient handprints.

With the completion of a hand seal, a huge mountain and valley appeared in the sky above Balian's head.

One seal can move mountains!

The second mudra followed the completion, and the mighty clouds under Balian's feet turned into a blue sea of ​​blue waves.

Two seals, move the sea!

This is the true magical power of immortals, the magic of white immortals, the powerful means of heaven and earth!

These mountains and seas are not the dharma of heaven and earth, but the real mountains and rivers of the human world. He used his heaven-defying Taoist skills to move mountains and seas here!

The feast is in the strong wind, and the clothes of the immortal are fluttering!

"Fill the sea!" As he clasped his palms together, a mighty righteous energy surged into the sky, and the purple energy from the mountains came from the east, turning into a sky bridge and pouring straight into the sky.

He borrowed heaven's secrets with purple energy, and the Nine Pure Spirits came into the mountains.

Purple air and green light make the mountain look more majestic and majestic.

The two colors intertwined like the brushstrokes of a dragon and a snake, delicately painting light and shadow, instantly forming a magnificent picture of the mountains and rivers.

Fall from the mountain and fill the sea!

The mountains are like dragons and their power is majestic!

A mountain can fill up the sea, let alone the tiny corpse demon figure in the mountain and sea.

There was a loud boom, and the falcon's pair of wings that covered the sky and the moon disappeared into the clouds, and the mountains and the sea merged into a line!

Wan Lai is as quiet as death!

Even the fast-moving clouds seemed frozen in time.

Jianxian Xuyan narrowed his eyes with a smile and couldn't help stroking his palms and praising: "I haven't seen you for a hundred years. Brother Shou Feng's mountain and sea skills are really a step forward. He can actually mobilize the power of heaven and earth to move mountains and build structures."

Overpass, Jie Ling Road, Yushan Reclamation, it can be described as a great magical power!"

Bai Xian Shou Feng stroked his beard. He was always calm and did not show any expression of being used.

He just sighed and said: "It's a pity that the two corpse beads that were originally enshrined in the Golden Immortal Palace will be difficult to recover."

Zan Hai couldn't help but laugh and said: "The royal corpse beads are of no great use to those of my immortal generation. They are just used as trophies for collection. It would be no shame to destroy them. After all, they are just dead objects.

But this son is different. He is the seventeenth royal family member of the Corpse Demon Clan. The Corpse King’s generals sealed him and created a descendant at the expense of his own life. If he is allowed to grow and become bigger, it will definitely cause a catastrophe in the future!

Now that Brother Shou Feng has mastered the mountain and river technique, he has brought disaster to the Immortal Lord and eliminated future troubles forever."

Shou Feng has always admired the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan and obeyed his orders in every possible way. He just wanted to complete them perfectly.

His expression was still a bit solemn and nervous at first, but now after hearing what he said, his expression softened slightly.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a ray of sword light shined straight into an extremely long white line.

The towering mountain that was reclaimed from the sea was divided into two parts, creating a huge, straight and sharp gap.

Flying springs and waterfalls, chaotic clouds flying across, sword energy flowing across the autumn!

Bai Xian Fengshou's body trembled slightly, his eyes were slightly stunned, and the palms of his hands suddenly split into a huge, bone-shattering incision, and blood spewed out from his palms like a fountain.

He frowned, clenched his fists involuntarily, and looked over with cold eyes.

Among the rolling rubble, Baili'an was seen holding a sword on top, his face pale, his spiritual power surging like a spring, and his seven spiritual power nodes flashing crazily, like cracking.

Feng Shou hid his fists with blood flowing like rivers in his big sleeves, his eyes were ignited with purple lightning and blue frost, and he was full of fighting spirit!

Just at this moment, an arm with pink sleeves stopped in front of him.

Feng Shou's eyes were filled with fighting intent, and he looked at Bai Xian Tan Yuansi with a puzzled expression: "Brother?!"

Tan Yuansi is the oldest among the Four Immortals, but the most fancy-dressed one.

He was wearing a peach blossom gauze dress, with delicate features, youthful features, and curved eyebrows.

He was born with a smiling face and an aura that seemed to be as strong as the sky. Only those eyes were condensed, which seemed to have the meaning of a mysterious five-petaled flower. He stared deeply at Balian, making people unconsciously feel a bit cold. A bone-chilling crisis.

Compared to the extraordinary artifacts held by the remaining three immortals, he only held an ordinary and old bamboo pen that showed no spiritual power.

But just such an ordinary bamboo pen, paired with his eye-catching peach blossom shirt, has an indescribable gentleness and sentimentality.

Tan Yuansi looked at Tiance Junshan held high in Bailian's hand, and the five-petal flower in his eyes swayed and bloomed, as if a ray of strange light flashed past quickly.

His tone was light, with a hint of inexplicable meaning: "The Tiance Junshan Sword actually fell into your hands..."

When his eyes fell on the bright and flashing complete inscription on Tiance Junshan sword, the strange color in his eyes deepened:

"And looking at this situation, this sword actually recognizes you as its master?"

For some reason, when he finished saying this, Balian felt that his originally indifferent mood was filled with extremely strong hostility for no reason.

This hostility has nothing to do with his stance, nor does it have anything to do with the killing order issued by the Immortal Lord.

And it seems... it has a great connection with the sword in his hand.

Shou Feng's expression changed slightly when he heard about the Tiance Junshan Sword. When he heard that the sword had actually been recognized as its owner, the corpse demon's expression became even more strange. There was already a hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at Bailian.

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Tan Yuansi's eyebrows were still curved, with a smile on his face and gentle flowers blooming in his eyes, and he took a step forward.

A breeze blows up with one step, and the peach blossoms fall like red rain.

The mountains are falling, the sea is gone, and the chaotic clouds are drying up!

The rain falls one after another, the peach blossoms fly, and everything is destroyed.

"Two thousand years ago, I was a green bamboo in a forest overseas. I was lucky enough to encounter the collapse of Kunlun Mountain once every 30,000 years. I was irrigated by a ray of divine will revealed by the mountain, opened the divine palace, transformed into a spiritual fetus, and became a human being.

human form.

I have practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, with little success. I became a disciple of the Kunlun Mountains. I was once accepted as a disciple by the immortals on the Kunlun Mountains. I lived in the mountains for thousands of years, refining my immortal heart and forging my divine palace."

Talking about the past when he was young and famous, the smile on Tan Yuansi's face became even deeper, and his eyebrows were full of memories.

"Back then, there were three thousand people who were disciples of Kunlun, including immortals, demons and monks. They were all outstanding geniuses in the world. Only I stood out and stood out among the three thousand. I was only one step away from officially becoming a disciple of Kunlun Mountain and becoming a disciple of Kunlun.

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At this point, the smile on Tan Yuansi's face faded a lot, and she couldn't help but shake her head: "It's a pity that I struggled with the last question under Qing Shui."

Balian stood up with his sword put away, covered his lips with his sleeves, and coughed twice. When he put down his sleeves, the white sleeves were filled with dots of scarlet.

He raised his eyes, looked at Bai Xian Tan Yuansi calmly, and said lightly: "So, what does this have to do with me."

He blocked the famous stunts of three white immortals one after another. On the surface, it seemed easy, but in terms of realm, after all, there was a whole big realm between them.

If it were not for the dual cultivation of immortals and demons, it would also be possible to resort to various trump cards such as the Jue Jue, Tiance Junshan Sword, and Si Shui Shenyuan.

With his own level of cultivation alone, he might not be able to survive even one round.

But even with many means, it is not easy to escape from the encirclement of these four people.

The previous battle with Fallen Immortal Fengxu, and the killing of dragons, fishes and whales with such evil things, had already been seriously consumed and damaged, and there was no time to rest and recuperate, and then he had to deal with Fu Huo who had murderous intentions.

One time, he was seriously injured for the second time.

Nowadays, both my mind and body are reaching their limit.

Among the four people in front of him, Tan Yuansi, who seems to be the most unfathomable, has not yet made a move.

"Of course it has something to do with you." Tan Yuansi smiled faintly, pointed at the Tiance Junshan Sword, and sighed: "The last question this Qingshui female official left for me was exactly this sword."
To be continued...