Cultivation of Immortality

In a hurry, Zhixia was a bit rude, and her words were very rude.

"Second junior sister." Xinde called Zhixia gently, his tone was very gentle, just a reminder without any intention of blaming. After all, they came here to put pressure on all parties and force these great supernatural powers to come forward to rescue Xun Yi. Now that Jidao and others are here, with the help of several great supernatural powers, they will die here even if they want to. It's impossible, the only choice is to make further calculations, but no matter what, we shouldn't offend these great powers.

Xinxie looked at Xunyi and slowly said to Jidao and others, "You guys, please get out of the way." He was even more polite than Zhixia, even omitting the word "Master Uncle".

Qingqiu only glanced at Xunyi and closed her eyes. As soon as Xinxie finished speaking, tears oozed from the corners of her eyes. The third fairy didn't say anything, but the red clouds in the western sky she pointed at were already surging. Come.

Xunyi read what he wanted to say from the eyes of the sixth senior brother, and shouted urgently, "I can't commit suicide, you kill me quickly! Uncle Yin Zhen, kill me!"

The five words "I can't commit suicide" indicated that he had already tried to commit suicide. Xin De's nose felt sour, and all the past dissatisfaction and resentment towards this junior brother were gone. The look he looked at Xun Yi was filled with only love and sadness.

"Transform spirit into evil..." Zhixia gritted her silver teeth and said this mantra in a trembling voice. Xun Yi's words almost broke her heart, but for the safety of her master and master, she could not care about this cute and cute person. Poor little junior brother, instead of suffering such torture, it's better to let everything end as soon as possible!

The sky is pregnant with the purple sky, which transforms spirits into evil spirits and creates disasters. This is the three-level formula to activate Zi Xiao. Once Xiao Ling transforms into evil spirits, the immortal formation will be irreversible.

"Stop!" Jidao Immortal Lord shouted at the protective formation of Zixiao Palace. He was a little anxious. The ferocity displayed by the eight disciples of Zixiao Palace was beyond his expectation.

This was a shout that contained Huayu's cultivation. Although the protective formation of Zixiao Palace was extremely mysterious, it was still not enough to resist the attack of Huayu monks. The spiritual power in the bodies of all the disciples in the early stage of Yuanying was suppressed by this sound. The drink stirred things up.

"Hey!" The unknown monk standing next to Jidao Immortal Lord shouted again.

At this time, the Zixiao Palace disciples fell from the sky like raindrops. Although they were not injured, they could not even condense the spiritual power of air control and levitation.

When the second sharp shout sounded, the three palace-protecting beasts were forced by Xin Xie to rush towards the unknown great supernatural power with desperate eyes. The pressure of the great supernatural power made them unable to muster the fighting spirit. All that can be done is a fight to the death.

Xinxie raised his arms in the blue body-protecting divine light. He stared intently at the unknown great supernatural power, his eyes cold and calm, and his face showed no expression at all.

"Xinxie! Don't be rude!" Jidao Immortal Lord shouted urgently. He was secretly surprised by the state of the little devil revealed at this moment. Under the pressure of Monk Huayu, this kid could be so calm. This is not You can do it if you are determined to die, and he knows that Xinxie's "Purple Sky Rising Sun" hand comes from the same source as the Zixiao that Xinde is activating. With Zixiao already activated, this hand "Purple Sky Rising Sun" is like a fish taking water, and its power will inevitably increase greatly.

The Huayu monk who was under Xinxie's gaze wanted to yell, "Presumptuous!"

Yes, but the pressure coming from the opponent, who was not much weaker than himself, made his heart tense. He hurriedly made a hand with his left hand, and his figure became blurred under the profound spell. He didn't want to resist the opponent's full strength. One blow, but as a great immortal, it would be too embarrassing to escape from the attack of a late Nascent Soul monk in full public view.

"Xinxie, stop it." Fuliu Xianzun of Heyi Sect had no choice but to point his finger at Xinxie.

The more powerful the spell, the more time it takes to activate it. When Xinxie casts "Purple Sky Rising Sun" with all his strength, he has no ability to guard against the attack of another Feather monk, and Fuliu Xianzun clicked before he opened his mouth. With this point, it would not be too much to say that it was a sneak attack. Fuliu Xianzun intended to stop the war, and the use of sneak attacks was blameless. After he made this point, the blue light emitted by Xin Xie's body protection divine light was suppressed. He was trapped, blocked by an invisible restriction, making him look like he was in a thin layer of blue ice.

"Xinping!" Zhixia roared at this moment, her eyes turning wild.

The red clouds in the direction pointed by the three Neihai sisters and the four Xinyi were rushing towards this side, but Xinping and Belief did not move.

Zhixia's hysterical shouting made Xinping sigh secretly in his heart. He closed his eyes and changed the spells he held in his left hand. When Faith saw the third senior brother moving, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly. As long as he had one spell. Changing Xiaoling was about to transform evil spirits, but they themselves didn't know how powerful this treasure was. The great pressure and indescribable feeling made him suddenly panic.

"Transform spirit into evil!"

This mantra of faith was yelled out, along with the panic in his heart. After yelling, he felt that his heart suddenly became empty. There was no need to think about anything anymore, and it was useless to think about anything.

From the time Zhixia shouted "Transform Spirit into Evil" to the moment of faith transformation, there was less than three breaths in total. Some of the Zixiao disciples who were shaken by the shouts of the two Yu Fei monks had not yet fallen to the ground. The situation happened in this instant. Drastic changes are taking place.

"Uncle! Kill me!" When Xinxie was trapped by the restraint, Xunyi cried out to the Immortal Lord Yinzhen with tears streaming down his face.

His cry made all Zixiao disciples shed tears.

"No..." Xianyu looked at Xunyi and shook his head in pain.

There were two people in the camp watching the battle whose protective divine light shone brightly. One was Guyunzhan and the other was Pei Yuan. What they were fighting against were their respective master uncles. Guyunzhan's face was distorted and his eyes were fierce. Staring at Sanhun, he knew that no matter how much he begged the two uncles, they would not let him go, so he just struggled with all his strength. Pei Yuan's side was much more lively. He was struggling and yelling at the same time, not only scolding Sanhun. Even the two master uncles Pei Dong and Pei Pu scolded him. Only now did he see how dangerous the situation was.

In this situation, the struggles of Guyun Zhan and Pei Yuan did not attract much attention. Instead, a person with a much lower status than them attracted some attention, that was Lan Yin.

When Xunyi loudly begged Immortal Yin Zhen to kill him, Lan Yin, who had always been quiet and quiet, suddenly rushed out of the Qingyun faction's camp. No one from the same sect or Xianqi would have thought that Lan Yin would act without permission. Qingyun Pai was at the forefront of the northern camp. By the time everyone noticed her, that slender figure had already reached the middle of the two most dangerous defensive formations! In a hurry, Zhixia was a bit rude, and her words were very rude.

"Second junior sister." Xinde called Zhixia gently, his tone was very gentle, just a reminder without any intention of blaming. After all, they came here to put pressure on all parties and force these great supernatural powers to come forward to rescue Xun Yi. Now that Jidao and others are here, with the help of several great supernatural powers, they will die here even if they want to. It's impossible, the only choice is to make further calculations, but no matter what, we shouldn't offend these great powers.

Xinxie looked at Xunyi and slowly said to Jidao and others, "You guys, please get out of the way." He was even more polite than Zhixia, even omitting the word "Master Uncle".

Qingqiu only glanced at Xunyi and closed her eyes. As soon as Xinxie finished speaking, tears oozed from the corners of her eyes. The third fairy didn't say anything, but the red clouds in the western sky she pointed at were already surging. Come.

Xunyi read what he wanted to say from the eyes of the sixth senior brother, and shouted urgently, "I can't commit suicide, you kill me quickly! Uncle Yin Zhen, kill me!"

The five words "I can't commit suicide" indicated that he had already tried to commit suicide. Xin De's nose felt sour, and all the past dissatisfaction and resentment towards this junior brother were gone. The look he looked at Xun Yi was filled with only love and sadness.

"Transform spirit into evil..." Zhixia gritted her silver teeth and said this mantra in a trembling voice. Xun Yi's words almost broke her heart, but for the safety of her master and master, she could not care about this cute and cute person. Poor little junior brother, rather than suffer such torture, it's better to let everything end as soon as possible!

The sky is pregnant with the purple sky, which transforms spirits into evil spirits and creates disasters. This is the three-level formula to activate Zi Xiao. Once Xiao Ling transforms into evil spirits, the immortal formation will be irreversible.

"Stop!" Jidao Immortal Lord shouted at the protective formation of Zixiao Palace. He was a little anxious. The ferocity displayed by the eight disciples of Zixiao Palace was beyond his expectation.

This was a shout that contained Huayu's cultivation. Although the protective formation of Zixiao Palace was extremely mysterious, it was still not enough to resist the attack of Huayu monks. The spiritual power in the bodies of all the disciples in the early stage of Yuanying was suppressed by this sound. The drink stirred things up.

"Hey!" The unknown monk standing next to Jidao Immortal Lord shouted again.

At this time, the Zixiao Palace disciples fell from the sky like raindrops. Although they were not injured, they could not even condense the spiritual power of air control and levitation.

When the second sharp shout sounded, the three palace-protecting beasts were forced by Xin Xie to rush towards the unknown great supernatural power with desperate eyes. The pressure of the great supernatural power made them unable to muster the fighting spirit. All that can be done is a fight to the death.

Xinxie raised his arms in the blue body-protecting divine light. He stared at the unknown great supernatural power intently, his eyes cold and calm, and his face showed no expression at all.

"Xinxie! Don't be rude!" Jidao Immortal Lord shouted urgently. He was secretly surprised by the state of the little devil revealed at this moment. Under the pressure of monk Huayu, this kid could be so calm. This is not You can do it if you are determined to die, and he knows that Xinxie's "Purple Sky Rising Sun" hand comes from the same source as the Zixiao that Xinde is activating. With Zixiao already activated, this hand "Purple Sky Rising Sun" is like a fish taking water, and its power will inevitably increase greatly.

The Huayu monk who was under Xinxie's gaze wanted to yell, "Presumptuous!"

Yes, but the pressure coming from the opponent, who was not much weaker than himself, made his heart tense. He hurriedly made a hand with his left hand, and his figure became blurred under the profound spell. He didn't want to resist the opponent's full strength. One blow, but as a great immortal, it would be too embarrassing to escape from the attack of a late Nascent Soul monk in full public view.

"Xinxie, stop it." Fuliu Xianzun of Heyi Sect had no choice but to point his finger at Xinxie.

The more powerful the spell, the more time it takes to activate it. When Xinxie casts "Purple Sky Rising Sun" with all his strength, he has no ability to guard against the attack of another Feather monk, and Fuliu Xianzun clicked before he opened his mouth. With this point, it is not too much to say that it was a sneak attack. Fuliu Xianzun intended to stop the war, and the use of sneak attacks was blameless. After he made this point, the blue light emitted by the divine light of Xin Xie's body protection was suppressed. He was trapped, blocked by an invisible restriction, making him look like he was in a thin layer of blue ice.

"Xinping!" Zhixia roared at this moment, her eyes turning wild.

The red clouds in the direction pointed by the three Neihai sisters and the four Xinyi were rushing towards this direction, but Xinping and Belief did not move.

Zhixia's hysterical shouting made Xinping sigh secretly in his heart. He closed his eyes and changed the spells he held in his left hand. When Faith saw the third senior brother moving, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly. As long as he had one spell. Changing Xiaoling was about to transform evil spirits, but they themselves didn't know how powerful this treasure was. The great pressure and indescribable feeling made him suddenly panic.

"Transform spirit into evil!"

This mantra of faith was yelled out, along with the panic in his heart. After yelling, he felt that his heart suddenly became empty. There was no need to think about anything anymore, and it was useless to think about anything.

From the time Zhixia shouted "Transform Spirit into Evil" to the moment of faith transformation, there was less than three breaths in total. Some of the Zixiao disciples who were shaken by the shouts of the two Yu Fei monks had not yet fallen to the ground. The situation happened in this instant. Dramatic changes are taking place.

"Uncle! Kill me!" When Xinxie was trapped by the restraint, Xunyi cried out to the Immortal Lord Yinzhen with tears streaming down his face.

His cry made all Zixiao disciples shed tears.

"No..." Xianyu looked at Xunyi and shook his head in pain.

There were two people in the camp watching the battle whose protective divine light shone brightly. One was Guyunzhan and the other was Pei Yuan. What they were fighting against were their respective master uncles. Guyunzhan's face was distorted and his eyes were fierce. Staring at Sanhun, he knew that no matter how much he begged the two uncles, they would not let him go, so he just struggled with all his strength. Pei Yuan's side was much more lively. He was struggling and yelling at the same time, not only scolding Sanhun. Even the two master uncles Pei Dong and Pei Pu scolded him. Only now did he see how dangerous the situation was.

In this situation, the struggles of Guyun Zhan and Pei Yuan did not attract much attention. Instead, a person with a much lower status than them attracted some attention, that was Lan Yin.

When Xunyi loudly begged Immortal Yin Zhen to kill him, Lan Yin, who had always been quiet and quiet, suddenly rushed out of the Qingyun faction's camp. No one from the same sect or Xianqi would have thought that Lan Yin would act without permission. Qingyun Pai was at the forefront of the northern camp. By the time everyone noticed her, that slender figure had already reached the middle of the two most dangerous defensive formations!