v2 Chapter 1768： Immortal world, back to the peak,? Pugu? Shengxianjun

"boom."

The dragon head and the magic hammer collided violently, and the earth-shattering roar resounded through the mountain stream.

"Kachacha."

The evil sword spirit showed its power, and the dazzling sword light burst out, smashing the magic hammer to pieces.

"Dragon fights in the wild!"

Mu Fan made frequent sword moves, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, without giving Mo Xiao any chance to breathe.

Taking advantage of his unbelievable and distracted moment, the flying dragon roared angrily and swooped down from the sky, piercing his heart.

"How is it possible? You are so powerful?"

Mo Xiao looked at the long sword passing through his chest in disbelief, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

"call."

Long Ying spewed thunder karmic fire, burning his remnant soul and corpse to ashes.

"The Demon Lord is dead!"

"Run away!"

The rest of the demon soldiers and demon generals were terrified by Mu Fan's bravery, and fled in all directions without their helmets and armor.

Not long after, the demon soldiers and generals who attacked the various cities also got the news that the demon master had died in battle. They were terrified and retreated like a tide.

Immortal cultivators of the human race are in high spirits, taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

A silver-gray sound transmission talisman floated in front of Ji Shuxuan, and he raised it to his ear to listen carefully, startled.

"Mu Fan."

He didn't care about saving Rong Yunhe, and found Mu Fan. His hoarse voice was full of uncontrollable grief: "Realist Zhang Yuan was killed by the Demon Venerable, Xingyao Immortal Palace asks for help."

"The rest of the demon soldiers and demon generals are handed over to you, and I will go to support Xingyao Xiangong."

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Fan tore through the void and entered it, disappearing without a trace.

"Take care of yourself!"

With a heavy heart, Ji Shuxuan took a deep breath, cheered up, and led the disciples of the Immortal Palace to encircle and suppress the remaining demon soldiers and generals.

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Immortal World, Xinyue Immortal Palace.

Hidden in the ice and snow, the treasured land of the fairy mansion covered in silver.

On the top of the 10,000-meter snow mountain, the towering palace is surrounded by colorful auspicious clouds. The palace is full of fairy spirit, flowers are blooming, and the warmth is like spring.

"Boom."

In the hinterland of the deep mountain not far from the Immortal Palace, thunder roared, electric light flickered, and the purple-gold electric snake as thick as a dragon boiled and roared, descending from the sky with an unrivaled power to destroy the world.

"Aw!"

The thunder dragon raised its head to the sky and howled loudly. The huge dragon body about 10,000 meters long, surrounded by lingering lightning, rushed towards the electric snake and swallowed it into its belly.

"Shhhhhhh."

The sword light flickered, and Jinghong and Youhuang transformed into giant swords that opened the sky, confronting the sharp electric light head-on, colliding with dazzling sparks.

"Lightning Shield!"

Si Ye meditates on the law of the profound meaning of thunder Beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, his hands quickly formed a seal, and a halo of light covering the sky and the sun appeared in the sky, with surging runes, absorbing the destructive thunder light into it, Instead, absorb the power of thunder and lightning and turn it into its own divine power.

A series of nine electric snakes descended from the sky, the thunder dragon roared, the divine sword showed its power, and the red dress was like fire, the heroic and heroic figure, bathed in the thunder light, seemed to be a **** and Buddha, unstoppable.

"Boom!"

After the nine thunders passed, the thunder disaster ended.

The thunder light in the sky dissipated, dazzling golden light descended from the sky, and misty Sanskrit music came faintly.

Siye rose slowly to meet the Sanskrit music, bathed in the golden radiance, and felt the long-lost fullness of divine power.

"Meet Xianjun Siye!"

Witnessing the shocking thunder and catastrophe, the immortal soldiers and generals who came from all directions were inexplicably excited. They looked up at the beautiful figure in red clothes and silver helmets bathed in golden light, with respectful eyes and shouted in unison.

"Everyone, Siye is back."

Si Ye was in a good mood, facing the deafening cheers, he raised his arms and shouted: "Si Ye swears here that the immortal demon soldiers will not return, everyone will follow me to the immortal battlefield, destroy the demon soldiers, and kill the demon tyrant. "

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