I can explode

The corners of Xia Wushuang's eyes twitched, this is no longer an evildoer, this is a monster, right?

Do you take epiphany as eating and drinking water?

At the late stage of the Sixth Layer of Celestial Immortals, the peak...

The Seventh Layer of Immortals!

The cultivation base reached the limit of the initial stage of the seventh level, and finally stopped.

Jiang Changkong's expression was indifferent, and the vortex of the five elements directly enveloped the Jiuzhong Sage Emperor.

"how is this possible?"

The Ninefold Saint Emperor was horrified, his body fell into the five-element vortex, and fell into the sea of ​​blood.

The corrosive power of the blood sea melted the body of the holy emperor and turned it into pitch-black blood.

"Kill the demon emperor, and you will have a god-level cultivation for 20 years."

"Kill the demon emperor, burst out..."

The god-level cultivation in the body skyrocketed again, and Jiang Changkong didn't let go of some eighth-fold emperors.

Xia Wushuang came from the sky and entered the realm of the gods.

"Your epiphany came too fast, and your strength has already surpassed mine." Xia Wushuang's expression was complicated, and his face kept changing.

Before Jiang Changkong was only at the second level of the Celestial Immortal, he could kill the sixth level of the Celestial Immortal, but now he is at the seventh level of the Celestial Immortal, and those ninth-level saint emperors can also slaughter at will.

If you use the Devil Slayer Saber, the Immortal Ancestor is no match for him.

"It's still some distance away from Jinxian." Jiang Changkong sighed.

"Just be content with it, the Golden Immortal Realm, how can there be such an easy breakthrough."

Xia Wushuang sighed, "I've been stuck for 300 years."

300 years and no progress!

Jiang Changkong didn't know how to comfort her. If it wasn't for his bursting cultivation base, if it was him, it is estimated that the earth immortal would be stuck for 300 years.

Xia Wushuang's talent is not bad, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to reach the peak of the Celestial Immortal.

bang

There was a shocking explosion in the distance, and the demonic energy was overwhelming. Xia Ji's black hair danced wildly, and he was holding a pitch-black magic knife.

An evil, gloomy aura emanated from Xia Ji, like an unrivaled demon.

Xia Ji, he is walking the magic path!

The immortal ancestor has a knife mark on his body, and the blood of the demon is flowing.

"The Sixth Prince of Great Xia, your reputation is well-deserved!" the Immortal Ancestor said coldly.

Xia Ji looked indifferent: "You shouldn't have come out!"

The pitch-black magic knife lit up, distorting the void, and an evil magic figure condensed behind Xia Ji, exuding terrifying magic power.

The Immortal Ancestor activates the law, the Immortal breath pervades, and a magic spear bursts out to shake the sky.

Rumble

The sword light fell, and the evil spirit behind him roared, the terrifying power of the sword tore apart the world and shattered the spear light.

puff

The blood of the demon was spilled, and the Immortal Ancestor looked horrified, and flew upside down, with cracks appearing on the spear in his hand.

Xia Ji's expression was cold and stern, his killing intent surged, he strangled the darkness, and slashed at the immortal ancestor again.

"My ancestor will not accompany you!"

The Immortal Ancestor snorted coldly, aroused a dark devilish energy, charged towards Xia Ji, and disappeared into the distance.

bang

Roar

The terrifying roar of the tiger resounded, bloodthirsty ferocity, endless hatred and resentment were intertwined, and the shadow of the tiger piercing through the sky, carrying a terrifying blade, slashed at the immortal ancestor.

The Immortal Patriarch's complexion changed, and he quickly raised the power of darkness to resist.

bang

The sword light fell, the terrifying dark power fluctuated, the sword light shattered, the tiger shadow dissipated, and the immortal ancestor who was already injured spit out a mouthful of demonic blood again, and his body rolled out.

"It's you?"

Stabilizing his figure, the Immortal Ancestor looked at Jiang Changkong, only to see Jiang Changkong coming with a demon-slaying knife in his hand.

Jiang Changkong looked indifferent: "Since you're here, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Xia Ji's expression was cold, and the magic knife in his hand was buzzing, as if he was excited.

"Golden immortal double peak, you can live a little longer."

Xia Ji's expression was indifferent, the magic knife revived again, the evil magic roared, and the extreme magic power turbulent the void: "Friends of the mythical Taoist, let's fight together, hold a breath, suppress the God's Domain, and let Huang Jie temper."

"Okay." Jiang Changkong understood what he meant.

Xia Wushuang has been stuck at the peak of the Celestial Immortal for too long, and the Ninth Layer Saint Emperor can't put pressure on her, so let the Second Layer Immortal Ancestor come.

Of course, they will control it well and severely injure this immortal ancestor, otherwise, it will not be pressure, but Xia Wushuang will be sent to death.

Two sword lights lit up, one fierce knife and one magic knife.

Eerie demonic energy, bloodthirsty power, hatred and resentment are intertwined, and the phantom of the tiger's soul reappears.

Rumble

The two teamed up, the sword light cut down, the dark power was shattered, the immortal ancestor vomited blood, and his breath was weak.

The Divine Realm arrived in an instant, covering the Immortal Ancestor, including Xia Ji.

Xia Ji's body trembled, his complexion was a little pale, his eerie aura fluctuated, and he quickly restrained himself.

A strange color flashed in Jiang Changkong's eyes, Xia Ji was injured!

Chapter 629: 40 Years of Innate God-level Cultivation

The injuries on Xia Ji's body were not caused by the Immortal Ancestor.

In the battle just now, Xia Ji was not injured at all.

In other words, Xia Ji has always brought him to fight!

There are injuries on his body, and he almost lost control of his strength, which means it is very serious.

What is the strength of Xia Ji, the Immortal Patriarch who severely wounded the peak of the Golden Immortal Second Layer, with a severely injured body?

Jiang Changkong was shocked, this sixth prince is really unfathomable!

The domain of the gods is shrouded, the power of various laws manifests, and the power of the laws fills the domain of the gods, suppressing the wounded immortal ancestor.

It has reached the limit of the seventh stage of the initial stage, mobilized many laws, and cooperated with the unfathomable Xia Ji, it is difficult for the immortal ancestor to escape the suppression of the domain of the gods.

Wow

The sea of ​​blood was surging, and the power of absorption wanted to pull the Immortal Saint Ancestor into it.

The Immortal Patriarch roared, the power of darkness was overwhelming, and the breath of immortality permeated the air, struggling to resist the pull of the sea of ​​blood.

The pitch-black demonic blood spilled again, and the Immortal Ancestor was seriously injured, almost half disabled.

"Sister Huang, it's your turn." Xia Ji said.

Xia Wushuang nodded slightly, the celestial sword glowed with golden light, and a golden dragon came out mightily: "Thank you sixth brother and fellow Taoist Shinhwa, whether you can break through or not depends on this time."

Xia Ji didn't speak, and stood aside, adjusting his breath for the wound in his body.

Jiang Changkong looked indifferent, and the five-color vortex was still devouring the nearby dark emperor, turning into a sea of ​​blood.

Rumble

The power of the golden dragon is mighty, smashing the power of darkness, and severely wounding the Immortal Ancestor, although powerful, but at this moment it cannot stop Xia Wushuang.

Jiang Changkong also looked at Xia Wushuang's strength, which was enough to rival the Jinxian Yizhong who had just broken through.

This combat power is not weak, and it is not comparable to that of ordinary peak immortals.

It's just that she doesn't know why, but she has been unable to comprehend and step into the golden fairy realm.

Xia Wushuang let go of his strength and almost fought against the Immortal Ancestor.

The severely wounded Immortal Ancestor vomited blood again and again, and his injuries became more and more serious.

The breath of immortality circulated. Although the injury was serious, the vitality of the immortal ancestor was extremely tenacious. Xia Wushuang could not cause him a fatal injury, but only aggravated his injury.

Xia Ji's injuries stabilized, and he looked at the battle with a sigh on his face.

"I can't comprehend it." Jiang Changkong shook his head and said, "The Immortal Ancestor is too seriously injured to put pressure on the princess."

Xia Ji frowned, and said: "We are a little heavy handed, it seems that we have to wait for the next time."

"Did you help the princess like this before?" Jiang Changkong asked.

"En." Xia Ji nodded, and said: "The pressure has also been given, but Miss Huang has never been able to comprehend the meaning of immortality."

"Could it be another reason?" Jiang Changkong pondered: "Has there been any problems with the princess herself?"

"Sister Huang, how could she herself..."

Xia Ji opened his mouth, was startled suddenly, and fell silent.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Changkong knew that something really happened to the eldest princess.

It may be because of the hidden dangers left behind that she stopped at the peak of Tianxian, unable to go any further.

"Kill the Immortal Patriarch, it's useless." Xia Ji said lightly.

Jiang Changkong nodded slightly, and the sea of ​​demon blood was surging, and he stepped into the battle forcefully, drowning the immortal ancestor.

Xia Wushuang, who was fighting against the Immortal Ancestor, was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Jiang Changkong: "Mythical fellow Taoist, what is the meaning of this?"

"Sister Huang, there may be other reasons for your inability to break through." Xia Ji said with a gloomy expression, "Sixth brother asked you, have you fully recovered from the incident 500 years ago?"

"Of course he is cured." Xia Wushuang frowned and said, "You mean, it has something to do with that incident 500 years ago? However, the injury has been healed and there is no hidden danger left."

"Let's stop here this time. I'll check after I go back." Xia Ji said.

"Kill the ancestor of the demon, and the innate god-level cultivation base will explode for 40 years."

In Jiang Changkong's body, there was another group of cultivation bases again, innate god-level cultivation bases!

"That's all for today, Fellow Daoist Shinhwa, my sixth brother and I plan to go back, are you going back, or continue killing demons here?" Xia Wushuang asked, "I'll be here tomorrow."

"I'll kill the demon here." Jiang Changkong thought for a while and said, "When I'm tired, I'll go back by myself."

"Then be careful, I will send a golden fairy over later." Xia Wushuang said.

"No, with my current strength, I'm not afraid of ordinary immortal ancestors." Jiang Changkong waved his hand.

There are still many dark emperors of eight or nine levels here, and if they are killed, they can go one step further.

With the cooperation of 40 years of innate god-level cultivation base, even if you can't rush to the Golden Immortal, the eighth or ninth level will definitely be fine.

Xia Wushuang didn't say much anymore, and left with Xia Ji, and went back to investigate the reason why they couldn't break through.

In order for Xia Wushuang to comprehend the realm of the Golden Immortal, Xia Ji worked hard and basically used all means.

The pressure was also given, and the elixir was also used, but it has been unable to break through. It may really be the reason for Xia Wushuang himself.

Jiang Changkong suppressed his thoughts and focused on killing demons.

He also couldn't see why Xia Wushuang broke through, and he couldn't help.

When he becomes a Golden Immortal, Xia Wushuang will be able to help Xia Wushuang if he needs it.

6 Chapter Thirty: Between friends, if you want resources, isn't it strange?