Seeking the Way of Immortality

The old man in green controlled the ancient sword in his hand and shouted loudly. Waves of space fluctuations appeared in the void, cutting off the airflow of the ten thousand demonic spirits on the spot.

Just as the long river of demonic spirits was cut off, the horn on the head of Dushan Ding suddenly broke away from the head and shot towards the old man.

The space fluctuations exerted by the old man were unable to stop the horn of Dushan Ding, and he was hit by the horn on the spot.

With a loud bang, the old man was smashed into the ground by the horn, and his figure could not be seen.

Kunlun Mountain showed a one-sided defeat, while the demons were powerful and roared towards the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Ding!

With a loud bang, a huge brass ancient bell appeared on the top of Kunlun Mountain. The ancient bell rang loudly, and time and space seemed to be frozen. The powerful demons did not dare to step forward, and looked at the ancient bell on the top of the mountain with solemn faces.

"Kunlu, sacrifice the bell!" The old woman spoke hoarsely.

Kun Lu nodded, holding on to his seriously injured body, and shook his wrist. The ancient brass bell whistled and roared. Kun Lu stood under the ancient brass bell, and the shadows of the bell appeared around him.

"The artifact Haotian Bell, is this the confidence of your Kunlun Mountain?" Dushan Ding stood with his hands behind his back and said disdainfully.

"Dushan Ding, don't be arrogant!" The old man in green clothes whistled from the earth, his face extremely pale.

Dushan Ding smiled indifferently, and the aura on his body soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he was promoted to the peak realm of the Demon Emperor, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky.

When everyone saw the aura on Dushan Ding's body, their expressions changed immediately. They didn't expect that Dushan Ding had hidden his cultivation just now.

"My demon clan never underestimates anyone!" Dushan Ding said in a deep voice.

Kun Lu was not afraid at all. The Haotian Bell in his hand whistled up, and the shadows of the bells whistled towards Dushan Ding, and the bells rang loudly.

At the same time, Hu Yanpin swung the halberd in his hand and actually found the old man in green who was seriously injured.

The demon woman holding the magic sword flashed, as if she came from the air, and instantly appeared in front of the old woman. Before the old woman could react, she was captured by the woman.

Until this moment, the old woman suddenly realized that not only Dushan Ding was hiding his cultivation, but the woman in front of him was also hiding his cultivation, in order to force out all the means of Kunlun Mountain.

In just a short while, except for Kun Lu who was still fighting fiercely with Dushan Ding, the old man in green and the old woman were both prisoners.

Kun Lu made a mournful sound, controlling the Haotian Bell, completely ignoring the damage, and showed signs of a fight to the death, so that Dushan Ding did not dare to press too hard for a while.

"The sound of Kunlun!" Dongxu Sanren spoke in a deep voice in the distant sky.

"The direction of the sound is the gate of Kunlun Mountain. Judging from the demonic energy, I'm afraid the demons have already broken through Kunlun Mountain." Dugu Aojian said solemnly.

"Two Taoist friends, follow me first, or something will happen if you delay!" Dongxu Sanren's voice sank, and a peach wood sword appeared at his feet, and disappeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.

The two demon kings looked at each other and followed Dongxu Sanren.

Dugu Aojian knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't dare to neglect it. He led a group of demon kings to Kunlun Mountain.

"God wants to destroy Kunlun!" He Long cried out.

At this moment, the old man in green who was captured by Huyan Pin used some unknown means to get rid of Huyan Pin's control, and instantly hugged Huyan Pin with his arms. The aura of his whole body surged, and then he roared towards the place where the most demons gathered.

The old man in green looked back at Kunlun Mountain and shouted: "Great is Kunlun!"

With a loud bang, tens of thousands of demons were annihilated on the spot, and Hu Yanpin, who was in the center of the explosion, died without leaving any residue.

At the same time, the old woman looked at Kunlun Mountain and exploded on the spot!

Lin Yuwei's expression changed drastically, and she quickly dodged, but it was too late. The self-explosion of a powerful person in the refining realm was not ordinary, and Lin Yuwei was seriously injured on the spot.

If Lin Yuwei had not dodged in time, I'm afraid this would have taken her life, but even so, Lin Yuwei was not feeling well. The magic sword in her hand was shattered on the spot, and her chest was shaken by the terrifying air wave. The blood and flesh were blurred, leaving only the demonic energy churning.

Two terrifying mushroom clouds rose up, shaking the area tens of thousands of miles away.

All the Kunlun disciples on Kunlun Mountain were wailing in grief, even Kunlun couldn't help but feel sad. Dushan Ding flashed and appeared beside Lin Yuwei, with a solemn expression, fearing that Kunlun would explode with Haotian Bell.

As the old man in green and the old woman exploded, blood rained everywhere in the Xuanhuang Realm, and all the Xuanhuang tribes were filled with grief and anger.

When blood rained in a state, a powerful god-transforming warrior died.

When blood rained in a realm, it was a symbol of the death of the strongest warrior in a realm!

During this period, blood rained continuously in all parts of the Xuanhuang Realm, and there was a sad atmosphere everywhere, but this time the blood rain was particularly heavy, as if the entire Xuanhuang Realm was wailing.

The hatred of the Xuanhuang tribes towards the demons reached the extreme, and they all fought desperately, and self-explosion had become the most common means.

"Another strong man has fallen. Looking at the blood rain this time, I'm afraid a strong man of the Refining Void has fallen!"

"The blood rain started in Shenzhou. I'm afraid it was the one on Kunlun!"

In all parts of the Xuanhuang Realm, strong men were all sighing with emotion, and inexplicable grief and anger were brewing in their hearts.

"What's going on? Why did another strong man self-destruct?" An angry roar came from the Demon Dragon Hall.

"Sir, I'll go check it out now."

"Not good, sir, the Demon Emperor Hu Yanpin has fallen."

"What?"

"Blood rain fell from the sky, and Hu Yanpin fell at the same time. It seems that it was caused by the self-explosion of Lianxu in Kunlun Mountain, Shenzhou."

"These human races are really fierce when they fight for their lives!"

"My lord, are we pushing them too hard?"

"It has to be urgent!" The Demon Lord said with emotion, but did not explain much.

When Dongxu Sanren and the two demon kings saw the blood rain falling from the sky, they immediately stopped holding back and used their secret methods to quickly approach Kunlun Mountain.

"Great is Kunlun!" More than 10,000 Kunlun monks shouted in unison, shaking the sky.

A sad breath emanated from the monks of Kunlun Mountain. Many monks had red eyes and their auras fluctuated rapidly, showing signs of dying together.

Tens of thousands of demons and a demon emperor were annihilated on the spot, and another demon emperor lost his combat effectiveness, which made Dushan Ding roar in anger.

"What a great Kunlun!"

"My men, fight to the death!" Kunlun shouted, his voice heard thousands of miles away.

The cultivators of Kunlun Mountain have fought till now, and all their cards have been played. Even the use of the Haotian Bell is useless. The two powerful masters of the Refining Void have self-destructed one after another. Although they have killed many demons, they still cannot reverse the decline of Kunlun Mountain.

The fighting spirit of the people of Kunlun Mountain has been almost exhausted, but even so, no cultivator of Kunlun Mountain escapes without fighting.

Escape is impossible, the only way is to fight to the death!