Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 330 Immortal Remnant Soul
The gray-clothed man sitting cross-legged on the top of the glazed pagoda suddenly opened his eyes, the surrounding Sanskrit sounds dissipated, and three terrifying cracks appeared on the glazed pagoda.

"The Nangong clan can still have such power after tens of thousands of years of being blocked in the Profound Spirit Realm." The gray-clothed man stood up with a gleam in his eyes: "If the true immortal descends, the Qiankun Dynasty will surely perish."

"Dog thief! Die!" Nangong Shiyi and Nangong Ziyuan used Zhuxian Sword and Killing Xianjian to kill the man in gray. At this moment, half of the hair of the two of them turned gray from the tip of their hair, while the other half's hair turned gray. It was black, from the appearance of a girl to that of a woman.

Waves of surging purple immortal energy spread across the sky, and the Immortal-killing Sword and the Immortal-killing Sword, with their power to kill immortals and destroy the world, turned into two rays of light that could not be caught by the naked eye and stabbed at the man in gray.

The gray-clothed man didn't even have time to make extra movements, and his body was instantly pierced countless times by the two fairy swords.

With a bang, the body of the man in gray exploded, but not a single drop of blood flowed out.

Suddenly, a strong Buddha light erupted from the glazed pagoda again, and a huge figure emerged from the pagoda, it was the man in gray.

"I am Liuli, Liuli is me, born but not born, dead but not dead, take refuge in my Buddha, and enjoy bliss forever!"

A bell-like sound sounded, and the glazed pagoda suddenly spun, and various Buddhist magic weapons and god generals appeared in illusions, and headed towards Nangong Ziyuan and Nangong Shishi. Every god general exuded a strong evil spirit, as if they were real.

"The resentful soul of the immortal!" Nangong Ziyuan's face changed slightly: "Why are there so many resentful souls of the immortal in the wilderness?"

"The resentful soul of an immortal can only be produced after an immortal has been tortured and killed. It is impossible to do it with the strength of the barbarian." Nangong Shiyi also had a solemn expression.

"Hahahaha, the Heavenly Dao League conforms to the Dao of Heaven. Everything is a humble dog of the Dao of Heaven, let alone immortals? Enter my Heavenly Dao League, and you will live forever!" The figure of the gray-clothed man continued to grow taller, but the glazed pagoda became smaller and smaller.

"The Qiankun Dynasty is the catastrophe of the Mysterious Spirit Realm. Those who don't know right from wrong, good and evil, cause and effect, and naturalization, prepare to endure the wrath of the immortals!"

Countless golden-armored gods will kill Nangong Ziyuan and Nangong Shishi, and divine light will shoot out from their eyes.

Dozens of gods raised their palms, and dozens of five-element palm-centered thunder fell towards the two of them.

The face of the second daughter changed slightly. Although the remnant souls of the immortals were not as terrifying as they were when they were alive, they were far beyond the level of ordinary monks, especially the immortal magic powers they possessed, even if they were incomplete, they were still amazingly powerful.

Facing so many remnant souls of immortals, even if they aroused all the residual immortal energy in their bodies, it would be difficult to defeat them.

The Immortal Killing Sword and the Immortal Killing Sword were extremely fast, and the immortal magic powers were destroyed by them. Nangong Ziyuan and Nangong Eleven glanced down.

Ke Yibai flew down with the trapping fairy sword and had already fought with Qian Zhishu. The two of them fought back and forth with immortal energy and endless magic. It is covered with countless pits and deep pits and ravines cut by sword energy.

Jiu Jie had fallen into a coma at this moment, with a tear falling from the corner of his eye. Dong Lin found him, hugged him and left here before the aftermath of the battle between Ke Yibai and Qian Zhi Shu spread.

Outside the west block, many monks from Tianfu City gathered to help the common people. Those arrogances looked at the fighting power of the generals and Nangong Ziyuan and Nangong Shishi in the sky, and they all knew in their hearts that it was not at all possible for their current level of cultivation. attended.

Looking at Jiujie who was carried out by Dong Lin, Meng Heng, Meng Xinge, Dong Cheng and others in the crowd were all silent, they had already heard about the previous situation from the escaped monks and common people.

Jiujie relied on his own strength to fight against the woman who was almost an immortal. Can they do it?

"My lord!" Wang Meili had just helped a young man fix a broken hand bone by exercising his medical skills. When he turned his head and saw the blood-stained Jiu Jie in Dong Lin's arms, he couldn't help it anymore, and tears flowed down his face. The corners of his eyes streamed down, and he rushed to Jiu Jie and frantically rummaged through the silver needles and medicines.

Dong Lin put Jiu Jie down and let him lie flat, Wang Meili choked up and pricked the silver needle for Jiu Jie, and the gentle wood spirit power from the fingertips entered Jiu Jie's acupuncture point along the silver needle, healing Jiu Jie's injury.

At the same time, Jiu Jie also has a strong recovery ability. The trauma on Jiu Jie's body is growing and recovering at a speed that is almost visible to the naked eye.

Wang Meili followed the crowd to lift the Jiujie to the nearby Tianjiao Courtyard.

Meng Heng watched all this silently, turning his head to look at the battle in the sky, with a strong light shining in his eyes.

Zhao Tingting looked at Wang Meili and then at Meng Heng, the expression on her face softened a lot.

This battle shocked many arrogances, and pulled them, who lived under the protection of their elders and were named geniuses, from their comfortable lairs into the cold reality.

The wailing and pain of the people around them, and the tragedy of losing their loved ones, deeply hurt the hearts of these young people.

They are monks, and they are young people who are not more than [-] years old. Maybe those old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years have ignored all life and death, but they can't do it.

"One day, we will march into the wilderness and slaughter all the Tiandao Alliance!" Yi Weiyue held a silver bow in his hand, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Why do I feel like the war is about to start again?" Dong Cheng looked solemn as he remembered the tragic battle between Haizhou and the Monster Clan ten thousand years ago as told by his ancestors.

"If you dare to hurt the people of Mengzhou, you don't have to wait until someday. Today I will make them pay the price!" Meng Xinge glared angrily, and when she flipped her hand, a light flashed from the ring, and a simple jade pendant appeared in his hand. The appearance of this jade pendant is gray and black, without brilliance, and even a little rough.

"When I call my great uncle, these scum of the Heavenly Dao League will know to be afraid!" Meng Xinge pinched the jade pendant hard, and a black brilliance flashed away.

Mengzhou, the back mountain of Mengjia.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the ancestor of the Meng family fought with the founding emperor Li Potian of the Qiankun Dynasty, wiped out countless sects in the world, commanded an army of monks, and used countless blood and bones to forge the Qiankun Dynasty that has stood for tens of thousands of years.

When the success was achieved, the ancestor of the Meng family asked the emperor to resign, but Li Potian repeatedly refused to stay, so he changed the land of Yizhou to Mengzhou and Mengjia, but the ancestor of the Meng family still refused, saying that he only hoped to be able to do so. Thrive and thrive in Mengzhou, and don't seek to grasp power without fuss.

At that time, there was not the current imperial domain, and after the establishment of the imperial dynasty for more than a thousand years, a huge land fell from the sky, which was as big as three states, suspended above the then imperial state.

Immortal energy empowerment, change the world.

Li Potian pierced through the sky with a single sword, and cut off the Nine Layers of Tribulation Clouds. Immediately, the celestial light shone brightly, and the sky was full of purple energy. He became the first sword fairy in the dynasty, and he abdicated and lived in seclusion.

The imperial domain became an existence that was completely different from the remaining ten states of the dynasty. There were rumors that that continent was a blessed land of immortals and fell into the lower realm, with a chance to become immortal.

Those who enter the imperial realm can become immortals, and the imperial dynasty is guarded by sword immortals, and the prestige is even more prominent for a while.

Countless masters in the world have no hope of finding immortality, and willingly enter the imperial realm to become an enshrinement of the imperial court, just to get the chance to become immortal.

(End of this chapter)