The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Two figures rushed into the air from the ground, only glanced at Cui Xishan indifferently, and then confronted him in the air.

While his posture was condescending, he also carried a cold and ruthless air of chilling.

"Ancestor, these two ancestors have left seclusion." The headmaster of Zhengyang Sect was extremely excited. This was because Cui Xishan's destruction of all the formations in an instant was too shocking.

"Ancestor, please kill the devil and return me the peaceful world of Zhengyang." At this time, all the disciples of Zhengyang Mountain knelt on one knee and looked at the two old men who had just appeared.

"It's okay. If you dare to disturb the Qing Xiu of the two of us, I will definitely kill their souls and destroy their souls. They will never be reincarnated, including their relatives, and I will not let them go."

In the air, the two ancestors of Zhengyang Mountain both had gloomy looks on their faces, and their whole bodies were filled with mana, "Junior Evil Demon, do you want us to do it, or do you want to kill him yourself?"

And the other side.

"Brother Xi... Xishan, how... how do you explain it?" At this time, Li Chuyi felt more and more obscure and blocked in his consciousness.

"Brother Li, it doesn't matter. I'm just a cultivator at the peak of becoming gods. I'm blessed to be an immortal, but once I start, I can't stop."

There was no surprise or joy in Cui Xishan's eyes, only the aura on his body was mentioned again.

In the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul, there is perfection, breakthrough in spiritual transformation, and the aura continues to rise.

As before, there was no spiritual energy pouring into Cui Xishan's body, but the mana in his body continued to rise.

In an instant, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the line between heaven and earth. Then countless thunderclouds gathered, and countless purple arcs spread their teeth in the sky.

The world is vast. At this moment, even the immortal cultivators are as small as ants under the power of the world.

The forty-nine heavenly tribulations of transforming gods are coming.

The catastrophe was still gathering momentum, but the heavy rain fell first, and the entire sky and earth instantly turned into a vast expanse of white.

Just like that day sixty years ago.

Cui Xishan's momentum is still rising, in the middle and late stages of becoming a god.

At this moment, his black hair was spread out by the raindrops, like a crazy man.

"No... no spiritual energy is needed, but it can keep breaking through. The evil devil is really an evil devil."

This scene made all the people in Zhengyang Mountain tremble.

"Disciple Zhengyang, listen to the order. This demon must be an anomaly in the world. Now there are two ancestors sitting in charge, and there is a thunder and disaster coming, so he can't escape."

"All the disciples have reunited with the sect to protect me at Zhengyang Mountain."

The headmaster of Zhengyang Mountain suppressed his fear, and after giving the order, the disciples calmed down and began to activate their magic power to re-establish the sect-protecting formation.

In Cui Xishan's eyes, as the realm continues to rise, Zhengyang Mountain no longer has the fairy atmosphere.

Instead, they were filled with violence, and all the disciples, elders, and masters, including the two ancestors at the peak of their transformation into gods, were filled with blood-evil aura.

In the sky, the thunderstorm became more and more fierce, and thunder fell from time to time.

At this moment, Cui Xishan moved, and the hatred and stagnation that he had suppressed for sixty years completely exploded.

In the rain curtain, I could see his white clothes flying, and the pen in his hand burst out with a soul-stirring mysterious light.

As Cui Xishan tapped his pen lightly, a mysterious and mysterious sharp energy burst out from the tip of his pen.

"Devil, you dare to use magic to harm people." On the opposite side, the two god-transforming monks suddenly became furious.

Immediately, the magic power all over his body surged out, turning into two huge hands and rushing down towards Mount Cuixi.

But just as the magical hand solidified, it instantly turned into spiritual energy that filled the sky and dissipated.

Suddenly, several wailing sounds came from the sky and the earth.

"Ancestor, save me."

The two turned around, only to see that the bodies of the thirteen Nascent Soul cultivators, including the master of Zhengyang Mountain, had turned into a pile of minced meat.

Only the glowing Nascent Soul villains with broken liver and gallbladder were left, running around in the air with their heads in their hands.

Some Nascent Soul villains even directly possessed the bodies of their genius disciples and began to seize their bodies on the spot.

The rain and thunder became more intense.

In the air, Cui Xishan seemed to be laughing and crying. The emotions that had been suppressed for so long were released so heartily for the first time.

And his momentum continued to rise, reaching the peak of divine transformation in an instant.

Looking at the Nascent Souls who were snatching their bodies, he raised the tip of his pen again, and several figures in the square exploded, and the Nascent Souls immediately turned into flying ash.

"Hahaha, the immortal ignored all sentient beings and was so high up there, why was he relegated?" Cui Xishan looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Devil, you must die a good death." The two gods turned red-eyed and directly sacrificed their magic weapons.

However, Cui Xishan's cultivation level was rising faster and faster, and in an instant, he had reached the level of refining the void.

And at the same time as he broke through, the powerful fluctuation of mana made the whole world fall into silence.

Even the thunder calamity that was preparing to strike stopped for a moment, and then a powerful aura of destruction began to fill the entire sky.

"Sixty-nine heavenly tribulations." The throats of the two ancestors who transformed into gods kept rolling.

At this moment, when they saw Cui Xishan's breakthrough to Lianxu, they could no longer muster the slightest desire to fight for their lives.

They looked at each other and then held their hands towards Cui Xishan.

"Fellow Taoist, you can go through your Heavenly Tribulation of Void Refining with peace of mind. I, Zhengyang Mountain, will never add insult to injury, but the grievances between you and us will also be wiped out, okay?"

The two of them instantly became friendly, completely different from before.

But behind the scenes, spiritual consciousness is constantly interacting, as long as Cui Xishan is still strong enough to overcome the tribulation, or exhausted after the tribulation.

They decisively took action to solve this scourge. To cultivate immortality, you must know how to be flexible and how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Opposite me, Cui Xishan's eyes showed a little ridicule. Are these people worthy of calling themselves immortals with such tricks?

His aura is still rising, reaching the middle stage of refining the void, the late stage, and perfection.

"Stop talking nonsense, I cry for all sentient beings, and my heart feels so cold for the word immortal."

"Since you call me a demon, let me, the demon, conquer you immortals."

Cui Xishan's words were sonorous, and the sound of thunder and heavy rain seemed to be covered up by his words.

I saw a stern look on his face, and he pressed the tip of the pen firmly in front of him.

A ball of hazy light was born under the pen, and exploded in an instant, turning into countless starlight showers and scattering in all directions.

"Fellow Taoist, everything..."

"Ancestor, save..."

Below, the pupils of all the Zhengyang Sect disciples, including the two ancestors of the Transformation Gods, instantly dilated, reflecting the starry rain in the sky.

But in an instant, they were turned into powder under the astonishing beauty, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

Zhengyang Mountain disappeared into smoke from this moment.

In the air, Cui Xishan finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking relaxed, but his cultivation level was still rising.

"Brother Xi... Xishan, you... you are."

In Li Chu's first glance, Cui Xishan's momentum rose quickly, but his figure slowly became empty.

"Brother Li, it's okay." Cui Xishan smiled and looked indifferent.

"Brother Li, as I said, this kind of blessing cannot be stopped once it starts. How can a mortal really endure such a blessing?"

"Therefore, Fulinxian is also a mayfly fairy, just like a mayfly, it is fleeting."

Hearing such words, Li Chuyi was a little distracted and said slowly: "Brother Xishan, is there really nothing you can do?"

Cui Xishan smiled and shook his head, with a hint of helplessness on his face.

"But Brother Li, thank you again here in Xishan. After so many years and so many books, it would be very tiring for me to read them by myself."

"So Brother Li, I have no words to express my gratitude. I will give you my mortal heart. I believe it will be of great use to you."

At this time, Cui Xishan's tone was filled with gratitude and relief.

"Xishan..."

Before Li Chuyi could react, he felt something melt into his heart.

Then the sky spins for a while.

He only remembered the last sight, as countless golden thunders fell, and Cui Xishan turned into nothing and was completely annihilated under the thunder.