The boundless sea, the battlefield of scattered immortals.
The huge waves covering the sky poured down like a curtain of rain, covering thousands of miles in radius.
Both the sea surface and the bottom of the sea were as silent as death.
A battle between the pinnacles of the human world may not necessarily have much momentum, but once they approach or enter the aura of Sanxian, cultivators who are not Mahayana will be unable to move even an inch, and may even be exposed to spiritual power that is so cold that it can tear the air.
The wave was destroyed instantly.
In mid-air, Immortal Duobao lost his previous poise and elegance, covering his right arm and staring gloomily at the woman in white on the sea.
His right arm doesn't look strange from the outside, but with such spiritual perception, it can be discovered that the right arm of this Sanxian from Duobao Realm has been broken.
A ferocious scar spreads down from his right shoulder.
Up to the lower back.
The broken right arm was caused by the woman on the sea, and the scars on Immortal Duobao's body were old wounds left at Changyang Mountain hundreds of years ago and are now almost healed.
He was almost split in half by Xiaoyao Immortal Lord's sword.
"Fairy" Liang Meng shouted gloomily: "You and I have no grudges, why do we have to fight to the death like this?
Do you think I, Immortal Duobao, is easy to bully?
In the battle of Sanxian, once we fight to the death, we can't stop."
The injury to Liang Meng's right arm was actually not too serious.
It's just a broken hand.
It will take some time to recover.
His body is not completely human, but condensed out of rare treasures after the immortal tribulation.
Even if his arm is broken, he can still fight again, but now he is It was extremely frustrating.
Originally, he was just on his way, and meeting a loose immortal was nothing.
But when the other party appeared, it was a fierce fight to the death.
He, Liang Meng, had never provoked a demon immortal at all.
Not to mention provoking, this was also the first time Liang Meng saw the true form of the demon fairy.
Under the woman's feet, through the sea water, two huge shadows were emerging.
The demon fairy seemed not to hear Duobao Immortal's words.
She stretched out her arms, and her long skirt swayed with the breeze.
The next moment , a pair of huge wings covering a thousand miles in radius, rose from the sea, and in the blink of an eye, countless huge tornadoes appeared on the sea.
"The power of talent" Liang Meng exclaimed in mid-air, and as he clicked his hand, a hundred top-quality magic weapons of various shapes appeared around him.
He shouted angrily: "Hundred Treasures Jue" Once the demon clan uses their innate power, it will be a real life-and-death battle.
Even Liang Meng, a loose immortal, would not dare to be careless about the innate power activated by the demon fairy.
He had already had his arm broken by someone before.
At this time, he not only activated his famous moves, but also used a long green spear.
Sword, the breath of that long sword is super He has surpassed the magic weapon and reached the level of the acquired spiritual treasure.
Not to mention, at the same time as the long sword appeared, a small shield that was crystal clear and filled with the aura of the acquired spiritual treasure emerged from the void, slowly surrounding him.
Spin slowly.
As the two men attacked with all their strength, the space in this sea area seemed to be distorted.
No one could see clearly the course of the fierce battle, and could only hear the dull thunder-like loud noise spreading in all directions.
Not long after, thousands of miles away from this battlefield of scattered immortals, Liang Meng's figure walked out of the void with his right arm covered.
The Duobao Immortal Lord was now much more embarrassed than before.
He looked at it with hatred.
Looking into the distance, he no longer hesitated and turned around to fly in the direction of Duobaoyu.
I wanted to take advantage of the time when other loose immortals were recovering from their injuries to go to the Blue Sky Region to seize the Immortal Mansion.
Unexpectedly, before arriving at the Blue Sky Region, I encountered a demon fairy who looked like a madman.
Immortal Duobao was angry and hateful because of his injuries.
It was already bad, but now it's a lot heavier, so I can only give up the Blue Sky Domain temporarily and return to my hometown.
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On the sea in the distance, the violent atmosphere gradually calmed down.
The woman in white still stood quietly on the sea.
Her deep eyes looked through the gauze in the direction where Immortal Duobao escaped.
Her red lips moved slightly, whispering that no one can.
Whispers of understanding.
"There are three left, husband.
If there are three people left, I can avenge you."
In the ethereal orchid-like whisper, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of the mouth behind the gauze, and a drop of bright red fell into the sea, causing ripples and a scarlet color.
Then, the weak figure took a step, and the sea under her feet retreated a hundred miles in this step.
The direction the woman was moving was exactly the direction in which Immortal Duobao escaped.
Inexplicable hatred, unknown serious injuries, the price of killing the enemy, even death, may become insignificant.
She has five enemies in total, and now, there are three left.
And those three people all have to die.
In the Northern Territory, in a canyon covered by ice and snow all year round, there stands a strange high tower.
On the top floor of the tower, sits a long-haired man.
There are faint ripples flowing around this man, as if he is not Like sitting in a tower, but sitting in the water.
In an aura that was colder than the eyes of the earth, the pinnacle of the human world named Yi Shuihan opened his eyes.
Soon after, a soul wrapped in flames flew quickly from outside the tower.
"Who can have such a method to even destroy the body of my senior brother?
You are a loose immortal?"
The real master of Beiyu Territory whispered to himself with a trace of surprise, his eyes were as cold as ever but did not waver at all.
He raised his hand to open the restriction outside the tower, and the soul he called his senior brother , with incomparable fear and hatred, flashed in Star Island, Yuntai.
In one day's fighting, the number of casualties in this Qingkong Tournament has exceeded 100, which has never happened before.
The fight gradually began to be filled with rage, and the cultivators in the stands became more nervous, with shouts coming and going.
Compared with the fallen monks, the crisis of the Loose Immortal is probably the real nightmare.
Fortunately, that crisis that no one can resist was silently resolved by some unknown hatred.
This time The Blue Sky Tournament can still be held as usual.
Although the Blue Sky Tournament is held normally, the rules have been changed a lot.
In a day's fighting, the ones who died the most were actually the monks from the Five Domains.
The cloud platform deliberately prepared for people from outside the domain had been dyed red with blood and became a place like a Shura field.
Rules, in the final analysis, are just rules set by the strong ones.
Some of the rules set by the Star Island Master are no longer applicable after the arrival of the real strong ones.
On the evening of the first day of the Blue Sky Competition, as the sunset glowed on the horizon, a group of monks flew in from the clouds.
After the monks from the Netherworld Realm who occupied a seaside stand saw the newcomers, they stood up in unison, each with a respectful look.
The ground bowed its head to greet him, even the spirit-transforming realm was respectful.
"The Ghost Sect" On the stone platform, King Dan Tengfei's eyes flickered.
After whispering the name that made him extremely afraid, he remained silent.
Wu Cheng beside him frowned, and Ji Honglian's childlike hands squeezed in vain as if they were under great pressure. tight.
That person was indeed from the Nether Soul Sect, and the first person was Pang Wei, the leader of the Nether Soul Sect.
Behind him, there were more than ten combined auras faintly surging.
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