The Divine Realm was the first to discover it first. However, the Immortal Masters who followed one after another also discovered its key. Both sides immediately surrounded the place and launched a bloody battle, turning the world upside down. Countless lives withered and blood-stained the earth in the corridor. No one wanted to let it go, and there were countless corridors in all directions. Reinforcements from both sides continued to come out and enter the bloody battle, making the scale of this divine battle bigger and bigger!

"Hahaha, what gods, what demons, are simply vulnerable..." An arrogant and domineering roar attracted Xuanyuan Peng's attention. His eyes suddenly looked over. The man was fighting deep in the battlefield."

No, to be more precise, it is not just one person, but nine people, nine young masters, each with a golden fairy sword, and all the golden fairy robes, like nobles in heaven and mighty. The golden long sword sprinkled with sword flowers like rain, and with each swing, there were thousands of gods and demons buried under the sword rain...

"Roar!" A demon with a peak of the fifth level of Great Perfection was slashed down with an axe, as if he was about to open up the world. He was extremely powerful, but was roared by a young man in golden robe, and his whole body was shocked. He didn't know what magic weapon he activated. His aura soared. In an instant, his strength increased by five times. With one sword, he cut the long axe and the demon's head into the void...

Xuanyuan Peng's eyes shrank. His Nine Palace God-Slaying Formation could stimulate the increase of nine times of combat power. He thought it was a unique trick, but he didn't expect that he could see a young man in the golden robe who could explode five times of combat power. I don't know which successor of the Immortal Sect, he is definitely a genius among geniuses, and he has to choose from one of the thousands.

"Get out..." The nine young men in golden robe, like wolves and tigers, even the immortals who blocked the way, shook their swords or slashed them with one palm. They were extremely domineering. Every person who was attacked and humiliated by them showed fear on their faces, and did not even have the courage to curse, and retreated in a hurry to the distance.

"Hahaha, who dares to stop the immortal disciples of my Immortal Punishment Palace? Who is looking for death!" Amid the arrogant laughter, the nine young men in golden robe tore open a bloody path and rushed into the end of the corridor. They rushed towards the large area of ​​the Ming Palace that was vaguely visible in the distance.

"What sect is this fellow Taoist, Immortal Punishment Palace?" Xuanyuan Peng asked, an immortal master who was tired of fighting and retreated to rest.

"Hey, no, you haven't even heard of the Immortal Punishment Palace? Let me tell you, the entire heaven and countless sects are afraid of the Immortal Punishment Palace because it controls the punishment of the entire immortal clan, which is the same as the Ministry of Justice in the human world. However, in the heaven, the Immortal Punishment Palace is high above all. Among the Immortal Punishment Palace, all are under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Punishment Palace. If you kill and take it for life and death, everyone has to give you some shame. Who dares to offend the Immortal Punishment disciples for no reason?" The immortal master told him in a singular way.

"A Immortal Punishment Emperor is so powerful? He is superior to the leader of the Immortal Emperor Sect?" Xuanyuan Peng was a little unbelievable. The Immortal Emperors are no longer there. The so-called Heavenly Punishment Ministry is definitely a big drop in authority. Will the Immortal Emperors be honest and obedient?

"Who said that there is only one Emperor of Immortal Punishment? Let me tell you, the Emperor of Immortal Punishment has twenty-four Emperors. This is not very powerful. The most terrifying thing is the set of joint attack formations created for them by the Immortal Emperor and the Supreme Jade Emperor, called the "Twenty-Four Heavenly Formation of Immortal Punishment". Once sacrificed, the twenty-Four Emperors of Immortal Punishment will join forces, who can stop it?" The immortal master said without complaining that Xuanyuan Peng was ignorant. He showed off his own knowledge and said proudly:

"The Temple of Immortal Punishment is the Jade Emperor, the Ministry of Justice set up by the Heavenly Realm. It has the destruction of the Immortal Emperor below the Immortal Emperor, who rebel against the laws of the Immortal Dao, and who fallen immortals, countless immortals, were buried on the Immortal Killing Platform. After the Jade Emperor disappeared, the Immortal Punishment Palace not only did not die, but instead took advantage of the situation to rise and expand violently. The countless Immortal Punishment disciples in the Hall are all the Immortal Emperors, countless sects, and the selected cultivation geniuses all want to have their own voices in the Immortal Punishment Hall, so as not to be punished by the Immortal Punishment Twenty-Four Emperors, and be concerned about it."

"Forget it, I won't chat with you anymore. I have to kill it. That temple of the Nether Palace is the most jealous treasure house in the Burial Immortal Palace. It is said that the best treasures are buried in the Nether Palace. I want to kill it first..." The man said, turning into a sword energy, snorting, and snarling, rushing into the depths of the bloody battle again.

Xuanyuan Peng was about to take action, suddenly, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, staring at the depths of the bloody battle, and a figure that was about to break through the siege and rushed into the end of the corridor.

It was a sword light like lightning, sprinkling like rain, and each sword burst out with a storm of death energy. You can tell at a glance that it was a kind of sword technique of the Nether race, gloomy and evil, full of the aura of death and despair. Punching out with one sword means death!

"Okay, boy, wait for me..." Xuanyuan Peng roared angrily, and his voice shook the void. He recognized it at a glance. That person was the master of the Nether Clan who assassinated him. Unexpectedly, he arrived here so quickly, rushed into the depths of the army in the divine realm, and was about to enter the place where the Burial Immortal Treasure was buried.

The sword master of the Nether Clan swung his sword and stabbed dozens of fourth-level gods and demons. He suddenly turned around and stared at Xuanyuan Peng with a cold eyes, suddenly without looking back, suddenly swept away two blood waves, and rushed into the end of the corridor, and rushed towards the burial place of the burial immortal treasure.

Xuanyuan Peng stepped into the flesh-and-blood battlefield in one step. In an instant, demonic halberds and light spears were like countless clouds, large forests, covering the sky and the earth, killing him.

This is a formation of thousands of people, a formation of gods and demons, containing darkness and light, two divine powers, strangled towards him. This killing formation has a total of five hundred demons and five hundred angels, all of which are activated, and the halberd rain and gun forest, and the sky is pricked!

"Hmph, the gods and demons are all declining!" Xuanyuan Peng stretched out his big hand, and the Spring and Autumn Epic Fist suddenly exploded. He cut out with a big move. This move is actually full of all the negative halos and the energy of attack. It is specially designed to restrain the masters of gods and demons. It is especially suitable for group battles. With one move, negative energy like a rainstorm is pouring out...

"Crash..." In an instant, five hundred demons and five hundred angels, everyone felt decay, decay, weakness, despair, fear... all kinds of negative emotions arose, and the power of their attack plummeted rapidly...

Thousands of gods and demons, in an instant, decayed like old age and weak like babies, and they had no strength to fly into the air. They were like a group of dying vultures without wings, slamming the tower and falling to the ground. Before they could land, they were torn into pieces by the magical power of the fairy fighting around. Because they were weak, like newborn babies, they could not bear the impact of the fierce battle waves like the collapse of the sky and the earth...

"All gods and demons are declining, and gods and demons are declining!..." Xuanyuan Peng was like a wolf or a tiger, stepping on the void, like a leisurely strolling in the garden. This ultimate move was fiercely slashed out. A palm wave washed away thousands of gods and demons below the middle stage of the fourth and fifth level to be weak as babies, old and rotten, without any energy in their bodies. They fell down like dumplings, and before they fell to the ground, they were strangled into powder by crisscrossing fierce waves...

"Bold human race!" With a sound of Peng, a ten-winged archangel broke through the air and rushed into the air. His wings of light were roaring, and the holy gun seemed to be like a white dragon against the sky, piercing down.

"Die me!" The roar of the ten-winged archangel seemed like a supreme curse. With a long roar, it roared countless immortal masters. Their mind was shaken and they were almost captured. Everyone was shocked. This was a soul-catching magic technique. Jingshén attack. This great angel is definitely a master in the fifth level!

"Buzz!" The Pangu soul of the Hetu Luoshu turned slightly and dissolved the soul-catching wave into invisible. Xuanyuan Peng's eyes were burning, and his hands raised, and the gods and demons were all declining, and they rushed to the sky!

"Peng!" The fist guns broke out, and a large shock wave broke out. The immortals and gods and demons fighting fiercely nearby were all washed away. It can be seen that this fight was both extremely powerful and would meet a good talent!

"Ah, this, this... this is impossible..." The ten-winged angel wailed suddenly, and he discovered terrifyingly. In the moment of blasting, his physical functions were aging wildly. His divine body, which was as bright as white jade, and wrinkles appeared one by one. His earth-shaking divine power of light was like a balloon leaking air. In an instant, it seemed that it could not burst out with divine power. His face also rapidly aged like a dying old man...

"Demon, this is the devil's skill..." The ten-winged archangel was so scared that he screamed heartbroken. He tried his best to curb all this, but his divine power of light seemed to be out of control and could not condense higher power for him to call.

"My blonde hair..." The ten-winged Archangel saw that his long flowing golden hair turned into long snow-like hair in an instant. His hands were wrinkled like rotten old tree bark!

"Bang!" Xuanyuan Peng's big hand grabbed the neck of the ten-winged archangel, and with a little force, he twisted it off with a click. The ten-winged archangel was determined to struggle, but he was unable to struggle. He was shocked and frustrated!

Killing a ten-winged angel with one move. This scene made countless gods and demons on the battlefield rush into the bullfighting. A demon shadow jumped in the slanting thorn and roared: "Boy of the Immortal Clan, take me a 'roar of the undead'!" It was a white bone, a skeleton demon. He cracked his huge bone mouth at Xuanyuan Peng and roared suddenly!

"Roar!" This sound seemed to be shouting from hundreds of millions of hell dead. It was vaguely visible, and the shadows of the dim white skeleton rushed towards Xuanyuan Peng like a rainstorm!

This is a dark jingshén attack. A loud roar contains the roar of billions of hell-dead souls. It pounces on the opponent's soul, directly tearing the opponent's soul, roaring his three souls and six spirits, and roaring people to death on the spot. This move not only makes the masters of the immortal clan feel terrible, but before the invasion, the angels of light are also afraid of its horror. (To be continued...)
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