The Demon Emperor of the Perfect World

The ability is not big, but the tone is not small!

Yutian's ignorant behavior completely aroused the banished immortal's murderous intent.

"Are you trying to please me by saying these big words? If you can survive my clutches, I might even soften my heart and help you show your Taoist partner's screams and struggles when I'm happy."

The insect nest rises into the sky, and the river of blood flows into the sky.

Like a brilliant waterfall, the black insects were everywhere in the sky, densely packed like a sandstorm, sweeping towards the rainy day and instantly submerging his figure.

"Owner!"

"Can you win..."

"If you lose, it means you can't protect your cousin, and you deserve to die!"

The three divine servants were shocked, Shi Hao muttered to himself, and Shi Yi watched coldly.

The wind and thunder surged, and the lightning swirled.

shuh…

A black cross blade of light rushed out, and went straight to the exiled immortal without slowing down. The tornado formed by the swarm of insects exploded, and the long spear was swung, killing in the rain.

The rhythm of the flute sound changes from gentle and melodious to sharp and urgent.

The dispersed insect swarm gathered together again. Although many of them were killed twice by the rain, their number was still astonishing. They covered the moon and made people's scalps numb. They directly gathered into a giant divine insect like a ferocious beast, almost as tall as the sky.

The giant black god worm blocked the black cross blade, and bit down with its thousand-foot-long beak that could swallow mountains and seas, trying to chew up the sesame-sized Yutian and swallow it.

Yutian looked at it coldly, pouring in a large amount of magic power, using the black dragon spear that grew into a pillar like the sky to block the giant insect. The black dragon coiled out and broke through the insect formation with one blow.

Seeing that his momentum was unsuccessful, the exiled immortal changed his voice and drove the insect nest to surround Yutian, forming a large collapsed star, strangling him with dense insect force.

What’s even more terrifying is that the blood river flowed back and merged with the insect tide.

The worms were nourished by the essence of the blood river, becoming more ferocious and charging more violently. The blood river rushed forward with the help of the worms, and the downward force was even stronger, like a waterfall hanging from the sky, and the worms in the river even scratched cracks in the void.

There has never been a hero like the laughing immortal in ancient times, who makes ants famous!

Let me see, how long can you, the genius of this life, live?

The exiled immortal sneered in his heart, with an evil arc on the corner of his mouth.

A speck of black light flew out, and then turned as dark as an abyss.

The hole in Yutian’s chest glowed, and a gray chaotic domain swept over. At this moment, time, space, and laws all stopped.

It was like an ink painting, covering a hundred thousand miles of the entrance to the evil nest. The wind was silent, the light was shadowless, the tide of insects could not move, and the blood river was like a gray ribbon, losing its original blood color and no longer able to exert its power.

"How could this be? How could a spherical cave have such a strange power?"

The banished immortal maintained the posture of beating the flute, but he could no longer produce any sound. His magic power, soul, and body were all immobilized, and he could not make any sound. He was terrified.

This world is chaos. There is nothing in this world and nothing is allowed. The whole world is dominated by only one other party and only the other party's color remains.

His face was as cold as frost on a rainy day, and he formed hand seals. The majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered, and the Yin-Yang diagram of the True Scripture hovered in the air.

Frost and cold gathered together, and the boundless black sea beneath feet rose into the sky, freezing the river of blood.

The sky was filled with red clouds, and the flames formed clouds, melting the void barrier and making it drip like wax, forming falling fireballs, which smashed and burned countless black god insects to death, and then fell into the sea, where fire lotuses grew.

The sea water turns into ice, freezing everything. The fire lotus becomes powerful. From extreme cold to extreme heat, it is a world of ice and fire.

The bloody river of insects was destroyed in an instant, and a golden light flashed across the ground like rain, and his figure instantly appeared in front of the exiled immortal.

The blood river below exploded into icy mist, its source was evaporated, and so was the insect swarm, either shattering into ice powder or melting into ashes.

Yutian is not afraid of group attacks. As long as the strength is lower than his, even if the number of Black God Insects is tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions, if he wants to kill them, millions of them will come and millions will die!

"you!"

The banished immortal was uneasy but unable to utter a word. He could only stare at the rainy day like a sculpture, shouting in fear in his heart.

The sea and the sky changed, the soil turned into sand, the trees became a forest, the sword grass swayed, and the willows became green.

Several divine willow chain chains flew over, pierced the banished immortal's limbs and neck, pulled him up into the air, and tied him up into a torture position.

"I'm very curious. You are called the banished immortal. Are you an immortal who was demoted and re-cultivated, or is it an immortal title you gave yourself out of arrogance?"

"Oh, I forgot you can't talk, but it doesn't matter. You can offend me, but you hurt my people. I hope you can handle it in my hands and live up to your reputation of being dressed in white, handsome, and elegant like a fairy!"

It was a rainy day and he stood with one hand behind his back, plucking leaves from the air, and then he began to torture the banished immortal by slicing them with a sword, leaf by leaf.

The banished immortal suffered tremendous pain and was tortured by the rain to the point where his life was worse than death. His hair was disheveled, his body was in tatters, his blood was flowing like a pillar, and his bones were covered with blood.

Unfortunately, the banished immortal couldn't move, not even blink or frown. He could only watch himself being punished, his body and soul suffering tremendous torture.

In a short while, the banished immortal turned into a beggar.

The energy of the golden sword flowed and gathered into a blade. Yutian cut off the exiled immortal's limbs and broke his spine. Then he reached his hand into the exiled immortal's heart and pulled out the opponent's embryonic form of the universe.

This kind of demonic behavior made the three servants of the gods feel their hearts and livers broken, and made Sanshi and others tremble with fear. They even forgot that they were tortured by the exiled immortals and that hundreds of thousands of geniuses were beheaded. Instead, they felt extremely sympathetic towards the exiled immortals.

Exiled immortal, ah, exiled immortal, tell me, why are you provoking this bastard for no reason?

"Ning Chuan was defeated. This banished immortal who had been hiding for many lifetimes was also defeated!"

The outside world was in an uproar.

Qi Daolin didn't know how to start, and Lord Lan Bing also frowned slightly.

But they can also understand that the path of cultivation is all about struggle.

This banished immortal offended the relatives of the gangster, spoke wildly, and had insufficient strength. There is nothing to say about his fate.

The leader of the Jie Tian sect was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot. He immediately grabbed an elder and yelled at him.

"Go and send a message to the upper realm!"

The exiled immortal is the successor of the Jie Tian Dao, the upper realm Taoist tradition of his Jie Tian sect. He and the witch are both disciples of an old monster in the supreme realm. They must not die in the Three Thousand Dao States.

After getting the Tao seed, Yutian still didn't let the banished immortal go. He searched his soul and took his magic, and also took away the banished immortal's Sky-horned Ant magic.

Even if the opponent only has some remaining magic now, there is only information about the inheritance of the Evil Nest in his soul.

Boom…

His Taoist foundation was destroyed, and he hid for several lifetimes. All his hard-earned accumulation of strength was wasted. When the exiled immortal was about to die, a tremendous pressure erupted from his sea of ​​consciousness, which was more powerful than that of the second generation supreme of the Immortal Palace.

Then, a phantom of a Dharma image stood tall, shrouded in mist. His face could not be seen clearly, but from his voice one could guess that he was an old man.

Ancient natural disasters broke out, thunder and fire from heaven and earth were ignited, the laws of the universe were thrown into disorder, and all living things were suppressed and unable to raise their heads.

The moment the old man projected his image into the air, the ancient immortal world began to protect itself, and Yutian realized that the Tianxin Seal was showing its power.

The phantom Dharma image spoke with the consciousness of the ancient immortal world.

"Young man! In the battle of the Dao, life and death are determined by fate. I have nothing to say that my skills are inferior to yours, but how can you be so cruel?"

Under the pressure, the realm of Yutian Cave was instantly shattered, and the exiled immortals screamed.

hum…

The ring on Yutian's hand was shining brightly, and a passage suddenly exploded in the sky. A willow branch flew in from the air and broke the projection in an instant.

"Willow God!"

Shi Hao was so emotional that he shouted with tears streaming down his face.