Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Ten thousand giant swords fell with a bang, and the ground shook within a hundred miles.

After the loud noise, there was silence.

Yu Jizi, Yuan Xiaolou, and Fan Tong all looked at the place where the storyteller had just been lying.

It had become a huge deep pit, as if it was hit by a meteorite.

Under the bombardment of such a powerful sword formation, even the legendary Xuanming Divine Turtle, which has the best defense in the three realms, would find it difficult to resist, let alone the storyteller lying on the ground waiting to die.

The storyteller is dead?

He died so easily?

He has been afraid of death all his life, and is he really willing to end his life in such a funny way?

But what about others?

The spiritual power of Yu Jizi and Yuan Xiaolou has been locked on the body of the storyteller. They are very sure that the storyteller did not perform any skills or escape until the moment the giant sword hit his body.

Yuan Xiaolou burst into tears, and she kept shouting: "Grandpa! Grandpa!"

He rushed to the bottom of the pit frantically.

But it is extremely difficult to find the remains of an old man without any bones left in this pit that is several miles in radius and dozens of feet deep, even a piece of body fragments.

However, Yuan Xiaolou did dig something out of the mud in the ruins of the deep pit.

It was the bamboo pole cloth curtain with "Playing with the World" and "Iron Mouth Straight Judgment" written on it that his grandfather would never let go of.

This bamboo pole cloth curtain, under the bombardment of such a powerful sword formation, was actually preserved intact, and did not turn into ashes like the storyteller.

Yuan Xiaolou hugged the bamboo pole cloth curtain, knelt in the pit, raised her head and screamed: "Grandpa!"

She was not the storyteller's biological granddaughter, she was just picked up by the storyteller ten years ago, and there was no blood relationship.

However, after ten years of getting along and accompanying each other, the relationship between Yuan Xiaolou and the storyteller is comparable to that of a biological grandfather and grandson.

In Yuan Xiaolou's mind, bits and pieces of the past ten years kept emerging.

Ten years of companionship, ten years of inseparable, ten years of wandering around the world... She often quarreled with grandpa, almost every day.

But she had never really been angry with grandpa.

She wanted to continue quarreling, quarreling for a hundred years, a thousand years... Now that grandpa was dead, the last relative who accompanied her was dead, Yuan Xiaolou's warm heart also turned cold.

She burst into tears, her heart was broken.

She cried and shouted: "Why! Why! Why! He is just an old man in his twilight years! He never fought with the world and never asked about the grudges in the world! Why can't you let him live! Ah!"

Just like when grandma died, Yuan Xiaolou raised her head and screamed sharply.

In the sharp cry, she turned into a stream of light and shot at Yu Jizi.

She wanted to avenge grandpa! No matter how powerful the other party was, she couldn't let grandpa die in vain! Yu Jizi moved the corner of his mouth, and swung a sword in his backhand. The powerful sword energy instantly formed a giant sword that was unparalleled in the world.

The giant sword hit the streamer transformed by Yuan Xiaolou, and Yuan Xiaolou was instantly blown away.

"Roar!"

With a roar of an animal, Fan Tong's huge body jumped up, and his arms slammed hard on the giant sword, smashing it to pieces immediately.

Fan Tong roared at Yu Ji Zi again.

At the same time, Yuan Xiaolou's body fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yu Ji Zi looked at the man and the bear coldly, and said lightly: "He is looking for death, Xiaolou, are you going to kill your real grandfather for your fake grandfather?"

Yuan Xiaolou touched the blood on his sleeves, struggled to stand up, and murmured: "Grandpa?

You are not my grandpa! You are a demon! I want to avenge my grandpa! I want to kill you!"

Yuan Xiaolou rushed up again.

Seeing this, Fan Tong also jumped high and attacked Yu Ji Zi together.

Yu Jizi said coldly: "Don't overestimate your own abilities!"

The God-Slaying Demon Sword turned slightly, and hundreds of single-color Qi swords quickly condensed into shape, and shot at Yuan Xiaolou and Fan Tong.

Yuan Xiaolou's cultivation level is the realm of immortality. After Fan Tong's transformation, his combat power is equivalent to that of a human cultivator in the realm of immortality.

They join forces to walk sideways in the world. Except for the strong men of Xumi, no strong man can pat his chest and say that he can defeat this pair of them.

However, what they are facing is not Yu Jizi, but the terrifying reincarnation formation.

Yuan Xiaolou has chopped hundreds of giant swords and is exhausted.

He was hit hard by countless giant swords again and fell.

In order to protect Yuan Xiaolou, Fan Tong blocked most of the giant swords with his huge body. Blood gushed out of his body, and his body weighing ten thousand pounds fell heavily to the ground.

"Fan Tong!"

Seeing the dying Fan Tong, Yuan Xiaolou struggled to get up.

But at this moment, hundreds of giant swords shot down from the sky.

These giant swords did not attack Yuan Xiaolou, but all shot at Fan Tong.

Before the old storyteller died, he asked Yu Jizi to let Yuan Xiaolou and Fan Tong go, but Yu Jizi only agreed to let Yuan Xiaolou go, and he did not say to spare the giant panda.

Seeing that hundreds of giant swords were about to shoot through Fan Tong, watching that the only giant panda in the world for thousands of years was about to die on the spot.

At this moment, a change occurred.

Accompanied by two loud phoenix calls, two balls of light, one red and one white, shot rapidly from behind a gray light column in the east.

In the process of shooting, the two balls of light quickly rotated and grew larger, and in a blink of an eye, they formed two huge red and white light balls with a diameter of more than 30 feet.

The two balls of light, ice and fire, were extremely fast, and they arrived first after the latter, and actually intercepted hundreds of falling giant swords in half a minute.

After a strange sound, all the giant swords were either turned into fireballs and burned up quickly, or frozen into ice swords, lost control, and stabbed straight down from the air and into the ground.

After defeating the giant swords, the two balls of light turned into two giant birds, one red and one white, which were very beautiful.

"Wangcai?

Fugui?"

Seeing these two divine birds, Yu Jizi was obviously surprised.

Yuan Xiaolou once used the alias Xiaoya and lived in the courtyard of Zui Daoren for a long time. She naturally saw Wangcai and Fugui.

Although she had not seen the appearance of Wangcai and Fugui after their transformation, there have been many rumors about these two divine birds on Cangyun Mountain in the world over the years.

This place is close to Cangyun Mountain, and there are ice phoenixes and fire phoenixes. It is not necessary to think about what these two divine birds are.

She was also surprised. How could Fugui and Wangcai appear here?

Ten years ago, Ye Xiaochuan was seriously injured by the Samsara Sword Formation on Cangyun Mountain.

How similar is this scene tonight to the one ten years ago?

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous.

Wangcai's red eyes actually emit blue flames.

It hovered in the air, and then opened its mouth and sprayed dozens of fireballs in the direction of Yujizi.

These fireballs are not ordinary flames, but Chaos Sky Fire! Yujizi can only avoid its edge.

Yujizi is unwilling to have a head-on conflict with Wangcai.

He condensed countless giant swords and shot at Wangcai, who wanted to avenge his young master. At the same time, his figure turned into a residual image and disappeared in an instant.

When he appeared again, he was already beside Yuan Xiaolou.

He grabbed Yuan Xiaolou, flew into the air, and disappeared in the dark night before dawn.