Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

The appearance of the celestial being in white caused Mo Fan’s face to change suddenly.

not good!

Almost immediately, Mo Fan realized that he and his group were in huge trouble.

It was because he had seen this celestial being in white before, and he knew his identity: he was Zheng Feiyun, a direct descendant of the Zheng family in the upper realm, and was known as the Little Sword Immortal!

In the upper realm, sword cultivators have been known as a group with the strongest killing power since ancient times.

And this Zheng Feiyun is the most powerful killer among the celestial beings in the lower world. When the celestial beings came down to the lower world, it was he and Xiao Qingpeng who teamed up to stop the number one man in Jiuzhou.

Later Xiao Qingpeng died, but he was still alive!

This is enough to show how powerful Zheng Feiyun is.

So when this person appeared, Mo Fan frowned slightly, and then he saw him slashing out two swords in succession, one sword cut off the two fist marks blasted out by his two strange visions, and the other sword slashed directly at him.

Zheng Feiyun's sword energy was not very gorgeous, just a line visible to the naked eye, and its speed was extremely fast, so Mo Fan did not have time to react before he was hit hard.

"laugh--"

The sword energy passed through the battle armor on Mo Fan's body, and suddenly there was a sharp sound and a dazzling flame.

This sword directly cut Mo Fan from the sky into the earth, and the terrifying power made it almost impossible for him to resist.

boom!

Mo Fan was like a cannonball, smashing heavily into the ruined mountains below and disappeared directly from Zheng Feiyun's sight.

Zheng Feiyun withdrew his gaze, his robe swaying in the strong wind. He turned his head to look to the other side, only to see a celestial being with a face full of pain, being suppressed by a bronze tower and unable to resist.

“It’s really an ancient treasure!”

Zheng Feiyun narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step forward, and came to a place hundreds of feet away, heading straight for the battlefield.

This is not a method of teleportation, but a great magical skill of shrinking the distance into an inch.

"Ants, obeying the powerful is your best choice."

Zheng Feiyun spoke lightly and slashed with his sword. The thousand-foot-high tower suddenly burst into a loud "clang" sound, and then the tower body swayed and the precious light dimmed.

"puff--"

Xuan Ming, who activated the Mountain-Suppressing Tower, also suffered a backlash, with blood immediately flowing from the corners of his mouth.

He looked at the sudden appearance of the man in white with horror on his face, fear flashed in his eyes, but also a hint of realization.

"So you guys have been prepared for this!"

Xuan Ming gritted his teeth, his face full of reluctance.

"You seem to think we are too stupid. After being fooled a few times, we can always learn some lessons, right?"

Zheng Feiyun chuckled. Even though he was in a large formation, he did not feel any sense of urgency and remained calm and composed.

He glanced at the monks who were maintaining the formation and smiled, "Very good, there are so many of you. I guess you have all come out in full force, which saves us from searching one by one."

"You are so self-righteous!!"

Xuan Ming shouted angrily and immediately urged the Mountain-Suppressing Tower to suppress Zheng Feiyun in mid-air!

"opinionated?"

"No, except for that Taoist priest, none of you have ever been taken seriously by this Saint Emperor!"

Zheng Feiyun chuckled, and with a casual move of his sword, he slashed out a huge sword force that spanned the sky and the earth. With a loud "bang", the thousand-foot-tall tower was chopped away. How could anyone get close to it?

"what?!"

Xuanming's pupils suddenly shrank, and at the same time, his mind moved, and he called back the Mountain-Suppressing Pagoda to protect his head.

Since he obtained the Mountain-Suppressing Pagoda, this was the first time he saw a cultivator who could chop the Pagoda into pieces, and with just one sword.

This kind of power almost made him despair.

“Ants, if there weren’t laws in this world that targeted this Saint Emperor, causing this Saint Emperor to fall in realm, even the temple master you admired would have difficulty taking this Saint Emperor’s sword!”

Zheng Feiyun looked down at Xuan Ming with an indifferent expression and slashed with the sword again!

when! !

The Zhenshan Tower suddenly erupted with a loud earth-shaking noise, and at the same time, the precious light on the tower body was completely retracted, as if all the secret power was dispersed by this sword, and it turned into the size of a palm again, no longer able to protect Xuanming.

"Shh!"

Another sword was slashed out, and Xuanming's entire body was locked by the terrifying sword intent, making it difficult for him to escape. He immediately revealed his true form, transforming into a thousand-foot giant turtle, with his head and limbs also shrinking into his shell.

However, as the sword fell, Xuanming's so-called indestructible black tortoise armor was instantly torn open, and blood splattered out.

"Roar!!"

A roar of pain could not help but come out from within the tortoise shell, deafening.

"He's not dead yet?"

Zheng Feiyun showed a hint of surprise on his face. He was about to strike out with his sword again, but he saw a sword light coming from a distance. He immediately swung his hand and slashed towards the sword light.

when--

The sword auras collided with each other, causing ripples in the void, but soon the attacking fiery red sword aura was dispersed, revealing a fiery red long sword.

"Qiang!"

The long sword seemed to have a spirit, its speed suddenly increased, and it suddenly attacked Zheng Feiyun.

"Om-"

At the same time, endless sword rain gathered above the sky and turned into a huge sky sword. Visible wisps of energy emerged in the formation, condensing like silk and silently binding Zheng Feiyun's body.

"Rumble--"

The Heavenly Sword pressed down and also headed straight for Zheng Feiyun.

"interesting."

Zheng Feiyun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing an amused look, and then suddenly millions of sword energies burst out from his body, and the silk threads of energy that bound him broke one after another.

He soared into the sky and blocked the so-called immortal sword with a casual sword. Then a silver armor emerged from his body and the whole person turned into a sword light and rushed towards the heavenly sword that was suppressing him.

boom!

The next moment, the huge sword as big as a mountain shattered!

"puff--!!"

Dozens of Jiuzhou monks who were in charge of the formation spat out large mouthfuls of blood, and their expressions suddenly became listless.

"The breeze is rustling and has a long rhythm, which helps you to be more motivated on your way to immortality."

"Where the spirit of literature surges like a tide, unravelling the silk threads and rejuvenating the spirit."

"The stars shine brightly in the sky, and the spiritual charm illuminates the blue sky."

"Borrowing the vast power of the galaxy, my magical powers will be enhanced to achieve extraordinary feats."

As Fang Ru's chanting sounded, a majestic golden airflow suddenly appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth.

This is literary energy, the energy nurtured by all the scholars in Jiuzhou. At this moment, Fang Ru borrowed it from the heaven and earth with the power of the great formation, and fed it back to the great formation.

The surging literary aura was like a golden veil, or like starlight from the sky sprinkling down on the monks, instantly making them refreshed and energetic again, as if all the discomfort in their bodies had been completely taken away at this moment.

At the same time, brilliant starlight fell from the sky and merged into the formation, silently enhancing the strength of the cultivators.

"Confucian practitioners who focus on literary energy are extremely rare even in the upper realms."

"Female cultivator, this Saint Emperor knows that it is not easy for you to cultivate, so I am merciful and willing to help you ascend to the upper realm. You can serve this Saint Emperor and I will ensure that you have a worry-free journey to immortality!"

Zheng Feiyun laughed loudly, pinched his hands to make a magic gesture, and endless spiritual energy gathered from all directions and transformed into a huge spiritual hand that grabbed Fang Ru.