Mortal Immortal Palace

Zhou Qing was trembling slightly, his heart full of envy.

"A real man should be like this!"

"Power, I must get such power!"

Zhou Qing's heart was full of ambitions, immortality, eternal life, he seemed to see a road, right under his feet.

This is what many emperors and dignitaries have hoped for throughout the ages!

Thinking of the immortal cultivation technique in his arms, Zhou Qing felt that everything was hopeful

He stared at the battlefield, and the battle between the two mysterious immortal cultivators became more and more intense.

The black ghost hand covered an area of ​​30 feet, and sand and rocks flew wherever it passed!

The fire dragon and the ghost hand of the wronged soul burst out again and again.

The sword light was very fast, and it had changed its way to sweep towards the body of the black-robed monk.

The black-robed monk kept shaking the mysterious Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and countless resentful souls rushed out of it, turning into a wall of resentful souls to cover him.

The cold resentment spread in waves around!

The sword light rushed into the resentment, and it became difficult to move, and was obviously hindered.

The opponent's black ghost hand suddenly swung down from behind and grabbed the sword light!

The cultivator of Hongchen Sect suddenly pinched the sword formula, and the sword light quickly retreated!

Then, there was another series of entanglements!

Suddenly, the cultivator of Hongchen Sect suddenly sacrificed a mysterious talisman!

The moment this talisman appeared, golden light shone brightly, and it directly penetrated the resentment barrier formed by countless resentful souls!

The black-robed cultivator was hit by the golden talisman by mistake, and suddenly burst into a shrill scream.

"Ah!"

The next moment, the ghost hand shattered!

Countless dark clouds wrapped him, and he went madly to the east, and directly left the battlefield.

The cultivator of Hongchen Sect let out a long roar, "Where are you running!"

He jumped up and chased him madly!

The flame sword light surrounding him quickly slashed forward under his control!

At the moment the sword light fell, the opponent suddenly turned around and threw a black ball.

There was a violent muffled sound, and a black evil spirit gushed out from the bead.

Directly submerged the flaming flying sword!

The flying sword was severely damaged, and the chasing monk of the Red Dust Sect turned pale on the spot and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He shouted with a ferocious face, "You deserve to die!"

He continued to follow, and the mysterious gem on his head bloomed with a dreamlike brilliance.

More than a dozen huge fireballs appeared in the air, falling like raindrops towards the black-robed monk in front.

The black-robed monk waved the flag in his hand vigorously, and dense yin energy gushed out, and a large number of resentful souls rushed towards those fireballs!

His figure was still running at a high speed, shrouded in black mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

Bang bang bang.

A series of violent roars!

The fireballs hit the resentful souls and yin energy that rushed over, and burst into one impact after another.

The cultivator of the Red Dust Sect had already rushed to the place where the flying sword fell, and with a wave of his sleeves, he rolled the flying sword into it.

The two chased and fled, heading towards the eastern mountain!

Zhou Qing's face changed drastically, as they were rushing towards his position.

"No, they are coming in my direction!"

Zhou Qing jumped up and quickly went into the deep mountains.

With the immortal cultivation technique in hand, he didn't want to be involved in such a terrifying battle, as he would die if he was not careful.

A mere mortal, wanting to fight with an immortal cultivator? That's courting death.

But the sky doesn't follow one's wishes!

The explosion behind him was getting closer and closer, and a terrifying crisis like a thorn in the back swept over.

"No, it's too fast, I can't outrun them at all!"

He looked around quickly, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

There was a hillside next to him, and he jumped over it directly.

Along the hillside, he quickly rushed to another direction.

At this moment!

An extremely huge roar sounded behind him.

A ball of terrifying flame exploded not far behind him, and so did the endless Yin Qi and resentful souls.

Two figures seemed to fly out of the explosion and fell directly to the hillside in front of Zhou Qing.

The violent impact also affected Zhou Qing at this time!

The overwhelming force hit him directly from behind!

At the critical moment, the Vajra Divine Art was fully activated!

The internal force of two Jiazi turned his whole body into a golden color, like a Vajra.

Even so, he felt as if he was struck by lightning!

He rushed out directly in the huge impact!

Bang bang.

Two figures fell under the hillside, and Zhou Qing also fell between them under the huge thrust.

Zhou Qing's heart was cold, and he felt horrified when he was exposed to the eyes of the two monks.

He held the knife tightly in his hand, and almost instantly turned over and looked around vigilantly.

A trace of astonishment appeared on his face!

The person on the left was the Red Dust Sect monk, but at this time his lower body had disappeared, and his upper body was open, looking at the sky with eyes wide open.

The black-robed monk on the right had his legs cut off, and his right hand tightly grasped the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, coughing up blood as he looked at him.

"Cough... come here..." The cold eyes looked at Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing was suddenly horrified when he was looked at by his eyes.

He felt a huge crisis, and that look made him panic.

Zhou Qing suddenly felt that he couldn't move his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be controlled, and his mind was a little drowsy.

A kind of fear from the heart, "What's going on? Why can't I move?"

"Come here!" A voice full of psychedelic sounded in his ears.

Step by step, Zhou Qing walked uncontrollably towards the black-robed man.

The black-robed man showed a ferocious smile on his face, and he kept grinding his teeth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth!

The tongue licked his teeth slightly, and looked at Zhou Qing as if he was looking at a delicious meal!

Zhou Qing was sweating all over, and he had a hunch that the other party wanted to eat him.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

"I've been hit by a spell!"

"There's something strange in his eyes!"

"My mind is controlled!"

Suddenly, Zhou Qing's heart moved, and he suddenly concentrated his mind and fell into the Immortal Mansion.

The next moment, his mind suddenly entered the Immortal Mansion, and an invisible restraint disappeared.

The next moment, his mind moved again, and his mind had returned to his body.

He found that he seemed to be able to control his body again!

All this was just one or two breaths

"Come here!" The voice of the black-robed monk sounded again, and Zhou Qing, who had paused, moved in his heart.

There was fear on his face, his eyes were misty, he was dilating his pupils, and he didn't pay attention to the man's eyes anymore.

At this time, his body was still stiff as he approached the other party.

He did not pause for the entire process, and he already had a plan in mind.

The black-robed man's face became paler, perhaps because of excessive blood loss.

He panted heavily, and his low voice sounded like an order.

"Come here, come here..."

The staggering Zhou Qing finally came in front of him!