Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

After the Shinto Sect Master saw the contempt in Long Sheng's eyes, he was silent for a few moments, and then said calmly:

"It is rumored that the Dragon God is the number one in the God King's Domain. I would like to learn the Dragon God's clever tricks, please."

He slowly raised the short staff in his hand and placed it across his chest.

Everyone's expressions changed, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

The leader of the Shinto Sect, is he confident enough to face the Dragon God on his own?

"Okay, I'll play with you."

The Dragon Saint nodded lightly and swam out from among the dragons, breaking away from the Dragon God Matrix.

The dragon monks from the Ancient Dragon Temple didn't say anything.

The Dragon Saint and the Shinto Sect Master looked at each other, and then turned into two streams of light that shot straight into the sky with a tacit understanding.

Violent roars suddenly sounded in the clouds and mist that no one could see.

This kind of movement lasted for half an hour, and there was no winner yet.

"With the strength of the Dragon God, he will never be defeated by the leader of the Shinto Sect, right?"

The Nine-turn Immortal of the Moon Immortal Palace looked at the other people with strange expressions.

"Not really."

Everyone present shook their heads slightly.

"A fight started? We shouldn't be late, right?"

An immortal boat came slowly. Lang Daochun and Shao Mengyuan stood in front of the immortal boat and looked up at the aftermath of the battle in the void.

"You two are not late. It's just the beginning, but the core of the Shinto Sect has already been evacuated."

There are nine turns to return.

"You guessed it, it's not that easy to crush this ancient inheritance to death in one go."

Langdaochun smiled.

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a torrential rain of blood was seen pouring down from the sky.

Everyone was shocked by the power of blood in this wave of blood rain.

Every drop of blood seemed to contain an ancient ferocious beast.

Immediately afterwards, the Dragon Saint and the Shinto Sect Master all appeared in their original positions, as if they had never left.

The leader of the Shinto Sect had a peaceful aura and no injuries on his body. Even his hair was not messed up and his clothes were not wrinkled. Only the short staff in his hand was dripping blood towards his feet.

Looking back at Long Sheng, he had a very deep wound on his body, and blood was constantly spurting out from it.

There seemed to be a force that was hindering the healing of his wounds, causing the bleeding to continue.

Everyone looked at each other and saw a hint of shock deep in the other's eyes.

When they looked at the Shinto sect master again, their eyes were less contemptuous and more solemn.

"The title of number one in the God King's Domain should change hands."

"The leader of the Shinto Sect is so powerful? Even the Dragon God is no match for him?"

"Isn't it that you have entered a half-step into the realm of heaven?"

Everyone secretly thought that the atmosphere at the scene was a little quiet for a while.

"Good trick, there was a power just now, and it didn't belong to you.

You can use the power of the interior, but you have not condensed the interior, nor have you broken through the limits. "

Long Sheng stared at the Shinto sect master. There was no anger in his eyes, but only curiosity and inquiry.

"My family has produced countless strong men for generations. Our ancestor is the first generation Immortal Emperor of the Monster Clan. As his descendant, I can borrow some of the power from the Monster Clan."

The Shinto sect leader nodded slightly:

"I'm not the one who defeated you, I'm ashamed."

The power of the demon ruins?

The core of the fairy world?

The Shinto sect leader's eyes fell on Shao Mengyuan and Langdaochun at this moment.

After looking at the two of them for a few times, he said to Chun Dao:

"Fellow Daoist Gallery, the duty of the True Immortal Ancient Mirror is to block the path to the lower realm of the Fallen Immortals. Although we have used the Fallen Immortals, we still don't want them to set foot in the Nine Realms. We also ask fellow Taoists to return this realm to the Little Immortal Realm."

"This is our consensus, so I have ordered someone to take the True Immortal Ancient Mirror to the Little Immortal Realm, but its spiritual consciousness has been erased by me. You don't have to worry about this."

Corridor Chun smiled.

The Shinto sect leader was silent for a few breaths, and then looked at everyone present:

"Since Mr. Fang Yan hasn't arrived yet, it will be boring for you to wait like this. Why don't you all come together?"

"Go together?"

"So crazy?"

Shao Mengyuan looked strange. The Divine Sword had appeared in his hand. With the blessing of this sword, his aura directly broke through the peak of the ninth rank.

"Don't rush into a fight."

Long Sheng spoke slowly.

Shao Mengyuan immediately smiled and said, "The Dragon Saint has the final say."

Everyone who was about to make a move also realized that the leader of the Shinto Sect had another purpose.

"You said you wanted to wait for Fang Yanjun, what are you waiting for him for?"

Long Sheng stared at the Shinto sect master, trying to discern some clues from his face.

The Shinto sect leader said with an honest smile:

"I want to see how special it is to be pushed to the stage by a group of Yang gods and take the lead in ruining the plans of my Shinto sect."

"Fang Yanjun himself is not high in cultivation, he is just a seventh-level ancient immortal. He mainly has a special status and controls the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower, so he can defeat the ancient demon and stabilize the situation."

Long Sheng said calmly:

"Don't wait for him. No matter what cards you have, there are still a few old guys who are unwilling to leave the Shinto Gate. Let them go down the mountain. Don't hide them."

"Are you worthy of letting us old guys go down the mountain?"

Deep in the Shinto Gate, a mighty divine voice came.

Everyone was dizzy after hearing this, and even the ninth revolution could not avoid it.

"It's the limit-breaking power again. Like the Shinto sect master, they can borrow the power from the demon ruins?"

Shao Mengyuan looked at Langdaochun, with a look of inquiry in his eyes:

"You have a good brain. If the Shinto Sect has this power, why don't you show up in the underworld? They could have a chance to turn the tide of the war."

"There's only one possibility."

Langdaochun looked solemn:

"They can only borrow the power of the Demonic Ruins here. If placed in the God's Domain, the Demonic Ruins would probably be a top interior location.

You can imagine how powerful such an interior location is. "

Shao Mengyuan's complexion changed slightly.

The inner scene is the source of power for the saints, the crystallization of the holy scriptures, and the true core of the path of spiritual practice.

Having been in the Nine Realms for many years, even if he didn't understand how powerful the Demonic Market was, he still knew how vast the Great Immortal Realm was.

The saint who can develop the interior land to this level, even if he was not a domain lord level expert at the beginning, is not far behind.

"Are you older than anyone else in front of me?"

Dragon Saint looked coldly towards the depths of the Shinto Gate:

"The hidden rats, come down the mountain and let me see how powerful your methods are."

"Long Sheng, if those old guys are like this one, if they attack together, we may not be opponents."

Corridor Chun Chuanyin Road.

Long Sheng glanced at Corridor Chun: "Is it possible that they are the only ones who can use the power of the inner scene, but I can't?"

Langdaochun was slightly startled, with a slightly strange look on his face.

"No matter what happens today, only by driving these guys out of here will the Nine Realms be completely stable. If they don't leave, it will be like sleeping with a sword hanging over their heads. Are you happy to see this kind of scene?"

"You should have guessed that those who stayed in the Shinto Sect are all descendants of the first-generation Immortal Emperor of the Demon Clan, and they can all mobilize the power of the Demon Clan.

I am afraid that staying here is also to finally consume the wave of Yin soldiers in the Eighteen Luo Heavenly Prison Tower, so that we will lose most of our combat power when we deal with the coming attacks from outsiders. "

"So, today's battle must be fought..."

Corridor Chun murmured to himself.