"Ahhhh...ahhhh..." The little sword emperor's skull that was chopped in half continued to sprinkle large pieces of real fire, making him grin...

"Saint Son Xuanyuan, tell me why I hit you, but you are like a illusion, and you escaped from heaven? Otherwise, I will be fooled by you? I will be trapped by you?" The little sword emperor tried his best to resist the arrival of death, while roaring indignantly, trying to solve the mystery in his heart...

The reason why he was suddenly beaten by Xuanyuan Peng and couldn't raise his head was because he mistakenly thought that his soul-killing sword suddenly stabbed Xuanyuan Peng. His finger sword sealed his thirty-six major acupoints, and his soul sword stabbed Xuanyuan Peng's sky spirit cover and stabbed into his soul...

But unexpectedly, the "Xuanyuan Peng" turned out to be a phantom-like spirit body, not Xuanyuan Peng's own person at all. Xuanyuan Peng quietly hid behind the lifelike spirit body, and suddenly turned around and successfully attacked him, making him make one wrong step by step, falling to the miserable situation where the skull was cut, the chest and abdomen were blown, and finally trapped in the demon-refining pot.

The little sword emperor felt that if he didn't solve this mystery, he would not accept it even if he knew that there was no illusion in the sky and the earth. It was so real. The feeling of hitting him at that time, the feeling of sealing the hole, etc. were all extremely real. Unexpectedly, everything was the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, all illusory. He did not believe that there were such real illusions in the world!

"It's okay to tell you. In fact, what you hit is my body!" Xuanyuan Peng stood outside the demon refining pot with his hands behind his back, feeling the terrifying temperature inside the pot, feeling the striking scene of the rolling true fire, the demon refining formation, and the little sword emperor. He said slowly, and as he spoke, a flash of inspiration on his body. Another "Xuanyuan Peng" suddenly "divided" from his chest and abdomen...

"Let me tell you, this is a supreme immortal art, called the technique of 'One Qi Transforms Three Pures'! This immortal art must be practiced in the human world and directly practiced in the heaven. It cannot be practiced, so there is no such immortal art in the heaven world. However, when practicing in the human world, this immortal art has no power in the human world and has no effect at all. Therefore, it is regarded as a useless myth. Not to mention that no one practices, even if someone practices, they often give up halfway, because this immortal art is in the accumulation period no matter how many years it has been practiced in the human world. The power of no tricks can be described, and he can only be forced to give up!"

"Even if you ascend from the human world to the heaven, you cannot use it without the peak of the seventh level, and it has no effect. Therefore, there are countless immortal skills in the heaven, and some immortals who have worked hard to practice the three qi and ascend to the world. Because of the lack of skills for a long time, they finally gave up this immortal art, making this immortal art a flash in the pan in the long river of history, becoming the final legend!"

"And I practiced this immortal art in the world for a long time, but I didn't give up. I silently persevered until today, in the duel with you. I exploded all my potential abilities, and finally gave birth to my skill to the peak of the seventh level secret realm, and finally reached the most basic condition to trigger this supreme immortal art!"

"What you hit is my spiritual clone. This immortal art shows the clone that has the same skill and cultivation as the original body, so your attack is exactly the same as when you hit me, but no matter how powerful it is, it is not me after all, it is just my spiritual clone. It cannot withstand your attack and dies in an instant, and I launch a fatal attack on you from behind it!"

"I can only qi and clear it. Every time, I need a huge king-level source river to burn to barely maintain its existence. If I want to qi and transform three qi and exist for a long time, I guess I must cultivate to the peak of the Immortal Emperor, and maybe I can achieve great success!"

Xuanyuan Peng slowly told the truth about the mystery in this fierce battle. His voice was filled with sighs and sentiment. If it weren't for the supreme immortal art that Jin Chan said was the supreme secret skill that the old Demon Lord was on the verge of doomsday and told him to practice, he wouldn't really want to practice!

He had practiced the three supreme Taoist techniques he had practiced, and he had naturally practiced and used them. It was the most used Taoist technique. He was able to use all rivers. In the end, he created the Wanli Return to the Sect. Now he has evolved into the "Taotie Swallowing the Sky" unique skill of swallowing and absorbing. Only one Qi transformed into the Three Pure One. No matter how hard he tried, it was still useless or powerful. It was as if he had practiced in vain and had no effect at all!

Unexpectedly, everything is because of insufficient accumulation. After all, one qi transforms into three purities, and splits out three spiritual clones with exactly the same skills from the body at the same time. It is conceivable that the strong one becomes the fourth. How powerful is the accumulation of skills? In addition, this technique is originally a holy technique containing the truth of the Taoist sect. Water drops through the stone will eventually see the skill! Without the spirit and mind of water drops through the stone, you will never see the day of the great success of this technique.

"One Qi transforms into three purity, one Qi transforms into three purity?...I don't believe that this technique has existed for a long time, but it cannot be practiced at all. Could it be that in the world, you, the Holy Son of Xuanyuan, are the only one in the world, with a firm will and a coincidence, will you succeed in hard practice? You lied to me, this is not true, I don't believe what you said?" The little sword emperor was suffering in the true fire of the sun. His immortal body was refined inch by inch, and a bunch of ashes flew out of his body. Every time a bunch of ashes flew out, his limbs were less, and he roared as a ghost...

"Hehe, the last secret is okay to tell you. The three qi transformations of Qi cannot be successfully practiced by firm will and persisting hard. When practicing in the human world, you must practice several secret techniques together, and at the same time gather several secret techniques from Buddhism, Taoism, and the underworld clan. It is indispensable! I was also under the painstaking arrangement of a predecessor, and all the secret techniques were gathered together, and today I finally practiced the great magical power of Hua Yiqing's immortal path."

"And this is the supreme holy art of the Taoist sect. People from the Taoist sect practice without the cooperation of Buddha's skills and underworld skills, no matter how long they practice, they will only be useless skills!"

"And this secret has been lost in the long river of history since the creation of the One Qi and the Three Pure Ones, and has never been studied. It has not been cultivated until today by me, under the arrangement of a senior! Hahaha, Little Sword Emperor, no matter how powerful the Immortal Emperor is, they are not allowed to be practiced in the heavenly realm. Even if the clones of the Immortal Emperor try to find ways to lower the world and do not understand the way of cooperation between Buddha's and underworld arts, practice will be in vain and it is impossible to succeed!"

Xuanyuan Peng smiled coldly and told him the last secret, but he did not reveal what kind of Buddhist skills and which kind of underworld skills he practiced. He would be in his heart. Unless he was his future successor, it would be impossible to tell anyone else!

"I was defeated by you. It seems that it was God's will. God's will. It's not my fault for not having enough cultivation. Who would have thought that you would have cultivated the unique supreme immortal art in the world? Forget it, it seems that my little sword emperor cannot escape today. In order not to become your energy puppet after death, I'd better deal with it..."

The little sword emperor said shrillly, and his incomplete immortal body suddenly swelled up, and with a burst of tears, he exploded like a balloon, exploding in the demon refining pot!

With a sizzling sound, the rolling sun fire completely shattered the little sword emperor's flesh and blood, the true soul, and the true spirit of the soul, into flying ashes, and dissolved in the demon refining pot!

"Haha, Little Sword Emperor, your Qiankun bag. I can't want it..." Xuanyuan Peng slapped the body of the demon refining pot, and suddenly shook out a Qiankun bag floating in the sea of ​​fire. He was worried that Little Sword Emperor would use any tricks, so he did not lift the lid of the pot at all, but reduced it into his body. He continued to refine him in the pot, and he had to refine the little Sword Emperor repeatedly before he could finally feel relieved.

Xuanyuan Peng handed the captured Qiankun bag to Jinchan for treatment, and then he flew up. At this time, his spirit body slowly dissolved between heaven and earth. Although the peak of the seventh level could barely condense a spiritual body clone, it could not be preserved for too long. In addition to surprise, he was indefinitely deficient!

At this moment, he was alone in the entire stone ball. The little sword emperor's sword turned into a sky, transforming all his life into sword soldiers. Even the Nine Yang Saint Son and his Senior Brother Ye Sheng were no exception. It was too hasty at the time. He did not expect that the little sword emperor's sword magical powers were so domineering. Then all things he counterattacked turned into poison and poisoned them again. The holy son was poisoned and killed. A large number of stone demons were also shattered and killed in a shock wave of the bombardment!

A stone ball world that once fought bloody battles, but now there are only Xuanyuan Peng left.

He flew up, activated his magical power hand, and grabbed the Yuanhe all over the ground. There were hundreds of thousands of Yuanhes of various grades inside the stone ball. Many Yuanhes collected by the Holy Sons and Gods and Demons were urged to explode by the battle and suspended in the void. At this moment, regardless of the level, he grabbed all of them, and even the lowest-level lower-grade Yuanhe. Although he looked down on him, he could leave more of his faith legions to use.

"Crazy, Crazy"... He scattered the source rivers of various grades into the storage array eye space of Hongmeng Tower. Soon, he collected them all, and felt that the source rivers were countless, and his whole body was shaking!

"Haha, master, good news, good news, I finally broke the universe bag of the genius saints. Their cultivation is too high, and it is difficult to train the spiritual imprints. However, in short, I finally cracked it and mastered their blood-spraying method. Next time I encountered this sacrificial technique, I will solve it and directly crack it!"

"The Little Book Emperor, the Little Paint Emperor, etc., including the Qiankun Bag of the Little Sword Emperor, totaling the King's Source River, twenty, and other grades of Source Rivers, about seventy or eighty thousand!" Jin Chan's smiled and sounded. This news made Xuanyuan Peng feel excited, which was so inspiring.

"That's great. The seized king-level source river, plus the collected ones from this stone ball, are already more than enough. I'll calculate it... There are 133 king-level source rivers in total, which is enough for me to attack the Seventh Secret Realm!" Xuanyuan Peng shouted in surprise.

"Yes, the master participated in this holy war. All the nine emperor soldiers were successfully promoted. If you break through to the secret realm of the Immortal Lord, you may not have many opponents in this world!" Jin Chan said happily. He remembered the cautious path of support along the way, and even felt a little like crying.

"I don't know how many people have been informed of this stone ball. No one has come here for the time being. There will definitely be people who come to rescue him one after another in the future. I can't stay here. If I were hit, I would think I had killed so many saints of the outer sect. The Little Sword Emperor said that it was right. After killing all the people, no one knew that it was me who fought with the Little Sword Emperor, which ruined the lives of a large number of saints. Alas..."

Xuanyuan Peng shook his head and sighed. He had no intention of killing a large number of holy sons, but when the little sword emperor took action, he turned the sword into the sky, turning countless lives into his sword soldiers puppets, and then poisoned by his everything, and the frequent sweeps of the shock waves of the two, resulting in countless deaths...

However, he was also a decisive person who stomped his feet and slashed, flickered a few times, then flew to the atmosphere of the entrance and exit, tearing open a space portal with one claw, swayed and flew out!

As soon as the stone ball was released, Xuanyuan Peng jumped into the ball like a star and threw it, swishing, swishing... The stone balls passed one after another, flew over for more than a day, and left the stone ball that was fighting fiercely with the little sword emperor from afar, and then stopped.

After a stop, when he looked around, Xuanyuan Peng was shocked to find that in order not to be discovered, he was related to the killing of countless holy son stone balls, he flew for more than a day, and seemed to have arrived at the chaotic sea of ​​fog, the edge of the other end of the stone ball world. In front of him, the densely suspended stone balls had become sparse and scattered...

Because the Chaos Sea of ​​Fog blocks the spiritual consciousness and isolates the naked eye to spy, the so-called stone balls are rare, he is just a rough impression. After attracting his attention, he tried to fly forward for a long time and looked carefully. He only saw a stone ball along the way, passing by him. If he flew forward, for a while, he could not see a new stone ball in the sea of ​​fog!

The floating group of stone balls was indeed much sparse, and the chaotic fog sea was getting denser and denser. He could only see that a hundred meters in front of him would never be able to see it again.

But the more hindered the spiritual consciousness, the more the magic eyes are, the few stone balls are difficult to see. Xuanyuan Peng is happier. He is ready to refine a large number of king-level source rivers in a certain stone ball, sprint to the Immortal Lord's Secret Realm to see if he can reach the sky in one step and enter the seventh Secret Realm!

The more remote the environment, the better it will be for him to break through, so as not to be hit by high-level gods and demons, or even bad-minded genius saints, and cause a disaster. He knows his own affairs, and he has provoked many sects along the way! I don’t know how many genius saints are looking for him to settle the sect’s general account! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!