I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Boom~~! !
Boom~~! ! !

Hundreds of millions of small worlds were shattered, and violent explosions swept across the entire world.

Above the East China Sea, endless angry waves roared into the sky.

Between the sky and the earth, a terrifying hurricane swept across the vast expanse.

But the next moment, he was suppressed by a divine force.

Seeing that Lord Liufeng was divided into two, the blood in his body splashed everywhere, and disappeared in the next moment, turning into a miserable blood mist!
There are still tens of thousands of men in black who are disciples of Long Yue, and hundreds of millions of holy masters.

All of them stared at all this from afar, their minds went blank, they forgot to think and forgot to breathe.

call out! ——

Hong Ying flickered across and stepped on the ground of Longyue Holy Land.

The white clothes are facing the wind, hunting and hunting.

"You," he looked at a man in black, "Where are the people from the Holy Land who killed Longyue Holy Land?"

"This...I..." The man in black stammered, without any sense of resistance, "It's the Holy Land of Flowing Wind, and our Holy Land, the Holy Land of Asura."

boom!
As soon as the disciple finished speaking, a coercion like a big sun bursting down out of thin air crushed him instantly, giving him a great pleasure.

follow closely.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The other men in black were crushed one after another, turning into a cloud of pungent blood mist, spraying everywhere.

After finishing all this, Hongying looked into the void, his eyes swept over the hundreds of millions of holy masters present, as if sweeping across the world.

The many holy masters who collided with his eyes were all startled, their hands trembled violently involuntarily, and their spirits warned!

"Dragon Moon Holy Land, I've secured it!"

"If anyone dares to get involved, they will end up like You Luo Holy Land!"

Hong Ying left a word, and suddenly made a move. The small golden sword swung, and in an instant, two terrifying sword beams shot out, respectively cutting towards the Holy Land of Flowing Wind and the Holy Land of Shura.

After a little silence between heaven and earth.

Boom~! ! !

Boom~~! ! !

From the direction of Liufeng Holy Land and Shura Holy Land, there was a sudden violent explosion and loud noise, like a sword splitting the Tianshan Mountains, the terrifying power and influence crossed and reflected, ruthlessly impacting the minds of everyone present.

After counting interest.

Hongying pressed down lightly on his wrist, and the little golden sword turned into a ray of light and escaped into the body, and then disappeared with a whistling sound.

Until long after he's gone.

Everyone present took a deep breath and recovered from the shock.

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

"This sword fairy wants to protect the Dragon Moon Holy Land, what's going on?"

"I don't know, try to build a good relationship with Longyue Holy Land in the future, otherwise everything will be over!"

At this moment.

With a bang, a tall and handsome young man turned into lightning and came.

The terrifying pressure of the Emperor Wu suddenly filled the East China Sea. Hundreds of millions of particle beams pierced the void, and the terrifying pressure covered thousands of miles.

As soon as he appeared, everyone around immediately shut their mouths.

The person who came was Xuanyuan Xiaotian.

"Don't ask too much, I'm busy with you."

Xuanyuan Xiaotian's voice fell.

Hundreds of millions of holy masters present hurriedly bowed and turned away with puzzlement in their hearts.

Even Holy Master Xuanyuan warned himself not to ask too many questions, so there is no need to talk about the horror in it!
At the end, Xuanyuan Xiaotian glanced at the still-shocked Shengzi Longyue, and wanted to say something, but the words stopped on the edge of his mouth, and then turned into lightning and left.

"This...why is this? Why did that sword fairy save me and keep the Holy Land..." The Son of Longyue on the ground couldn't believe it.

After a long time, he seemed to have lost all his strength, and collapsed to the ground with a plop. Only then did he realize that he was covered in cold sweat, and the clothes on his body seemed to have been handed over by a heavy rain, like a soaked chicken.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was in a cold sweat because he was frightened by the Lord Liufeng, or because he was shocked by the scene of the sword fairy's attack and became like this.

"Son of Longyue, I wish to be the Dharma King of the Holy Land. From now on, we will be one family."

Suddenly several men fled, carrying gifts in their hands, and said timidly.

Behind them, several young men and women with deep breaths followed, with extreme respect on their faces.

They are the Lord of the nearby Holy Land and some disciples.

Shengzi Longyue thought about it for a while, and immediately understood.

Because the sword fairy wanted to protect his holy land, all these people came here to take advantage of this opportunity to gain power.

This is normal.

But it's always good intentions.

"Thanks to everyone for your kindness, junior, thank you in advance, but the dharma king in my holy land is dead, and many things need to be taken care of urgently. The family is unfortunate. I hope everyone will go back first, and allow me to think about it."

Shengzi Longyue did not agree.

The sword fairy just now glanced at all the holy masters present, and the words he said undoubtedly made him leave the scene clearly.

Presumably from now on, no one dares to touch his holy land.

Otherwise, it will end the same as the Youluo Holy Land that was leveled down back then!
"Haha, then we won't force you. If anything happens in the future, just call us."

Streams of light pierced through the air.

They did not return to their own holy land, but diverted to the Holy Land of Flowing Wind and the Holy Land of Asura.

After a period of time, hundreds of streaks of light cut through the space and came to the sky above the Holy Land of Flowing Wind and the Holy Land of Asura.

Just glanced down, and everyone gasped countless times.

"hiss!"

"That sword is so terrifying!"

"What a powerful force, that sword fairy is too powerful!"

look around.

I saw that these two sacred lands, which were as huge as land, were actually divided into thousands of small islands by the sword just now.

It's as small as three or four hundred square meters, not as big as the house of an ordinary family on five continents.

These small islands are floating on the sea like that.

The originally lush trees above have also turned into powder, messy everywhere, ravines and ravines, and the air is filled with a terrifying smell of blood.

On the land of those small islands, there are still tens of thousands of black figures with fangs and claws, like fierce devils.

Many holy masters knew at a glance that these black figures were all shadows left by vaporizing on the spot without even having time to escape under the power of that sword!
That can only be done with extremely powerful power!

One can imagine how crazy and desperate these people were when the sword came, they could only wave their arms indiscriminately, showing a hideous look, waiting for death!
That sword light indeed satisfied them, the terrifying sword pressure instantly evaporated their flesh and blood, together with their bones, leaving only an indelible shadow on the ground, and they were slashed into the Holy Land , breaking it into pieces, falling apart.

"It's terrible! It's terrible! It's really terrible!"

A certain Holy Master was gasping for breath, and felt unsteady on his feet, and his back was sweating violently!
"Hey, I said, it's a pity that so many islands are floating indiscriminately on the sea, and it's a pity," suddenly the Holy Master said with a smile: "It just so happens that there are too many people in my holy land, and there are not enough places to live. Why don't we Divide up the land and requisition it, after all, so many islands are idle, what do you think?"