Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

This scene was beyond the expectations of all the cultivators, and also beyond Mo Fan's expectations.

He never expected that Zheng Feiyun would suddenly attack him at the most critical moment.

No, it should be said that I had anticipated this scene a long time ago.

Looking at the huge sword stabbing down from above, a bitter look appeared on Mo Fan's face. He understood that it was not because of his carelessness, but because the opponent was too powerful!

This is the absolute pressure brought by the celestial being with the greatest killing power!

When fighting with Yan Hong and Lei Zhu, Mo Fan had not yet felt such strong oppression, simply because his physique completely restrained these two.

But Yuan Ye's strength did make him clearly realize what royal-level combat power was, and the sudden appearance of the Heavenly Sword completely shattered his inner pride.

This sword pierced Mo Fan directly into the ground, and at the same time cracked the battle armor on his body, making this powerful ancient treasure dim, and all the secret power of the ancient treasure was completely restrained.

At the same time, Mo Fan's aura gradually weakened, and in a moment he fell from the Saint Realm and returned to the peak of the Ancestral Realm.

At the same time, a strong feeling of powerlessness filled his whole body.

The Battle Armor offset most of the power of the Heavenly Sword, but even so, it still caused Mo Fan to be severely injured and almost cut in half.

At the critical moment, he activated the ghost body of the underworld and barely avoided death, thus escaping by chance.

On earth, all the cultivators in Kyushu were silent.

All the cultivators who were on good terms with Mo Fan shed tears.

They didn't know that Mo Fan was still alive, but they clearly felt that the powerful aura that belonged to Mo Fan had disappeared...

"Sure enough, even someone as powerful as him can't escape this disaster?"

Bai Yaoyao had a bitter look on her face, and even at this moment, there was still a hint of disbelief in her eyes.

She is the demon who has followed Mo Fan the longest among all the cultivators here. She has seen Mo Fan turn defeat into victory and reverse the situation time and time again, which also makes her have great expectations for Mo Fan.

But this time, she was confused and hesitant.

It’s not that Mo Fan is not strong enough, but those royal-level celestial beings are simply too terrifying, powerful enough to shatter all her fantasies.

"No! I won't!!"

"He will be fine. He once promised to marry me, so how could he die here?!"

Yun Rou's face was covered with tears, but there was still a hint of persistence in her eyes. She stared at the land that was destroyed by the heavenly sword.

"Yun Rou, you..."

Bai Yaoyao was stunned when she heard this. She turned to look at Yun Rou, whose face was filled with tears. She wanted to say something but stopped herself, and finally sighed helplessly.

"I know what you want to say, but I can feel that Mo Fan is definitely not dead!"

"If he really dies, I will go with him. At least I can see him again soon, right?"

Yun Rou took a deep breath, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, smiled at Bai Yaoyao, and then looked at the Heavenly Sword again, her fists clenched so tightly that her fingers were somewhat white.

"Whoosh-"

In the distance, Yuan Ye was gasping for breath, half of his body was almost cut in half, but at this moment there was a hint of relief and excitement in his one eye.

Just now he almost smelled death.

But fortunately, this disaster is over.

He turned his head to look at the distant void, only to see Zheng Feiyun standing with his hands behind his back, his whole body filled with blazing sword intent. Endless sword energy kept bombarding the Mountain-Suppressing Tower below, completely crushing the three demon saints of Jiuzhou.

"Brother Feiyun, thank you!"

"When I return to the upper realm, I will definitely repay you for this kindness!"

Yuan Ye bowed slightly to Zheng Feiyun.

"Repay the favor?"

Zheng Feiyun smiled strangely upon hearing this, and then waved his hand. The giant mountain sword rose from the ground, turned into a three-foot-tall flying bird and returned to his hand. Then he shook his head and said, "That kid is not dead yet. If you want to go back alive, it depends on your own fate."

not dead?

Yuan Ye was stunned when he heard this, and then he felt an extremely terrifying aura erupting from the earth, as if some ancient ferocious beast had revived.

Rumbling--

Soon, the whole earth began to shake, and countless mud and rocks rose high, as if some huge monster from the ground was rapidly attacking Yuan Ye.

"This is……"

Even the Jiuzhou monks who had already despaired became excited at this moment.

"I knew he would be fine!!"

Yun Rou's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw this. Although there were still traces of tears on her face, she was smiling brightly at this moment.

Even so, there was still a hint of sparkle in her eyes.

Bai Yaoyao also bit her lip involuntarily while looking at the scene in front of her, but there was also obvious relief on her face.

"What the hell? Get out here!!"

Yuan Ye shouted angrily and slammed the sword in his hand into the ground!

However, the next moment, his huge body like a mountain was blown away by a huge force.

"Ang-ho!!"

A blood-red Chilong broke through the earth. Its head was as big as a mountain. It let out an earth-shaking roar the moment it soared into the sky. Its huge body continued to emerge from the earth and soar into the sky.

When the blood-colored Chilong completely left the ground, all the cultivators couldn't help but gasp.

Because this blood-colored Chilong was extremely huge, its body size far exceeded a thousand feet. Even Yuan Ye, who was a thousand feet tall at the moment, was like a child and an adult in front of it, with a huge difference.

The blood-colored Chilong caught up with Yuan Ye who was flying backwards, and stretched out its blood-colored dragon claws to grab his face.

"How dare you, beast!!"

Yuan Ye was furious and swung the sword in his hand to chop down the dragon's claw.

However, the scene that Yuan Ye imagined did not appear. The ancient treasure sword Wanjun Blade failed to cut off the dragon claw. Instead, bursts of brilliant flames burst out from the dragon claw, and even a terrifying force rebounded back.

"what?!"

Yuan Ye's face changed drastically. The huge recoil force made his entire right arm numb instantly. It was difficult for him to hold the sword for a while, and the Wanjun Blade was directly shaken away!

Without the obstruction of the sword, the blood-red dragon claw suddenly grabbed Yuan Ye's head, and the huge force almost crushed his head.

"what--!!"

Yuan Ye roared angrily, stretched out his hands and tightly grasped the dragon claw that was grabbing his head. At the same time, golden secret power burst out from his body, trying to break free from its restraint.

However, no matter how he struggled, it was of no avail. The dragon claw seemed to be welded to his cheek and he could not break free at all.

"Roar!!"

The blood-colored Chilong grabbed Yuan Ye and rushed straight to the Jiuxiao Cloud Sea, and at the same time let out a huge roar at Zheng Feiyun who was watching this scene from a distance.

"What a strong physique..."

Even though Zheng Feiyun was prepared, he couldn't help but show surprise at this moment, and then narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "The pressure is so strong that it almost reaches the critical point of this world, but the fluctuation of cultivation is far less than before...

So that’s how it is, it’s just that the physical body has been enhanced by an entire realm in a short period of time…”

"The thought of slaying a dragon is quite exciting!"

Zheng Feiyun chuckled, then restrained his sword energy, glanced at the monsters hiding under the tower, and said calmly: "Let you live for a while, and I will kill you after I kill the dragon!"

After saying that, Zheng Feiyun was about to leave, but then a sharp sword force suddenly attacked him.

"You want to die early?!"

Zheng Feiyun blocked the incoming sword energy with a casual sword, lowered his head and looked down, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"We know you're strong, but we still have to try."

"Waiting to die without fighting is not our style. At most, we will just die. What is there to be afraid of?!"

Under the Mountain Guarding Pagoda, five figures slowly emerged, led by the Fire Phoenix in red.

At this moment, she held the immortal sword in her hand and looked calmly at Zheng Feiyun in the sky. Then she pointed a finger at her brow and whispered, "I'm sorry. I didn't expect it would end up like this."

"Child, it's time to return..."