Tang Hui sneered, holding the Houtian Lingbao Longquan Sword with both hands, he raised the sword and stabbed straight into the immortal's throat, and said coldly: "We who are cultivators are going against the will of heaven. If the Buddha blocks the way, we will kill the Buddha, and if the God blocks the way, we will kill."

Gods and immortals block and kill immortals.”

Kill, kill, kill.

Three words of "kill" in a row, each one louder than the last, each one more serious than the other, and each one more firm than the other.

At this moment, Tang Hui only had the word "kill" in his heart, and his heart was as calm as glass, spotless.

The Houtian Lingbao Longquan Sword was less than an inch away from the immortal's throat. It was like the scene was frozen and there was no way he could get closer. Tang Hui was sweating profusely, gnashing his teeth, and veins popped out on his forehead.

"Stubborn."

The immortal shook his head slightly, raised his right hand, and with five fingers like hooks, grabbed Tang Hui's head and said: "Shake Kunlun with your hands."

Ge Di, sudden changes occurred.

The outstretched hand of the immortal suddenly began to disappear silently. First the fingers disappeared, then the wrist disappeared, and then the arm.

The immortal was shocked and said in horror: "The Great Dao Formation, how can there be a Great Dao Formation here?"

Taking advantage of the moment when the immortal's mind was lost, the nine-clawed golden dragon of Tang Hui's acquired spiritual treasure Longquan Sword suddenly burst into golden light. The Longquan Sword suddenly advanced three inches and pierced into the immortal's throat; at the same time, the immortal's other hand

The five uncles among the Yunxiu finally broke free and their sleeves were torn into pieces. The five uncles' eyes were red and they bit the immortal without hesitation.

The immortal's eyes widened and he suddenly looked at the two emerald green leaves sprouting from the branches. His face was full of disbelief and he was trembling and unable to say a word.

Tang Huike kept stopping, fearing that the sword would pierce the throat. The immortal was not completely dead yet, so he drew the sword and stabbed it again, and then drew it out, and stabbed it, and drew it out again, and so on, until the immortal was completely stabbed into honeycomb, and then he stopped slightly.

Sweat like rain.

The five uncles are not idle. This is a real immortal body, a great tonic. Even if it is a clone, it is several times better than any treasure in the mortal world. They open their mouths and mouths, mouth after mouth.

Bite it, chew it, and swallow it whole.

The immortal fell silently with fear and unwillingness.

Tang Hui felt relieved and sat slumped on the ground. His originally majestic and willful mental power became sluggish. The sea of ​​consciousness with a radius of two hundred feet on the Lingtai only had a foothold under his feet, and even his reshaped body was gone.

This battle was extremely brutal.

If he hadn't realized one ten thousandth of the sound of the Great Dao, the fragments of the jade disc of creation would not have sprouted, nor would they have produced the air of creation. Tang Hui would not have had the chance to counterattack and set up a pit with formations of the Great Dao to kill the immortals.

Been separated.

It was also this immortal who was too blindly confident and greedy. If he hadn't coveted the acquired spiritual treasure Longquan Sword in Tang Hui's hand, how could he have personally been involved in danger and died here.

Tang Hui raised his last bit of spiritual power. What heavenly and earthly treasures could be better than using the immortal's clone to reshape a new physical body?

With the first experience, it was natural to be familiar with the road the second time, but these five uncles had already eaten half of their bodies. Tang Hui glared at the five foodies. The five uncles restrained slightly, knowing that Tang Hui was the master of Lingtai's sea of ​​consciousness.

, with long hair, swimming around reluctantly, turning back repeatedly to look at the half-body of the immortal clone.

Just half a piece, it's better than nothing, and use the best spiritual stones to make up for the remaining materials.

Tang Hui took out a trace of the aura of creation and punched it into the half-body of the immortal clone. He then picked up the storage bag that had fallen to the ground after the body collapsed. The top-quality spiritual stones flew out of the storage bag automatically.

Come out and throw yourself into the half-body of the immortal clone.

In just a cup of tea, a new physical body was condensed, which can be regarded as a semi-immortal body.
Chapter completed!