The Mortal Immortal

Standing on a high place in the distance, Shu Han watched the battle at Burial Furnace Slope with great interest.

Shangguan Ruotong fought against the six late-stage foundation-building monks. Shu Han thought to himself, even if you are a monk in the alchemy-building stage, you will still be unable to bear it because your cultivation level is lowered.

Looking from a distance, the burial furnace slope was completely submerged by the violent storm. From time to time, there were astonishing thunderous sounds in the violent storm, presenting a scene of destruction. Under the background of streaks of electric light, six figures can be seen fighting desperately against Shangguan Ruotong in the center. The magic weapon arrays appear together, and the earth-shattering momentum gets bigger and bigger.

"Those two late-stage cultivators from the Golden Silkworm Society should have recognized Shangguan Ruotong's true identity, and they actually fought harder than the four Qinglei Sect cultivators. Are they crazy?"

Shangguan Ruolin looked at a group of people besieging Shangguan Ruotong, but there was no look of gloating on Shu Han's face. She said: "Because they know my sister and know that once there is betrayal, the consequences will be very miserable. That's why they fight to the death. I hope to have a chance of survival if I kill her. But unfortunately, the Dan-Jie cultivator is not that easy to deal with."

Shu Han nodded and said: "Even if she can't win, it will be enough to drain her energy. Then it will be our turn to appear." After a while, his other clone returned, and he said to Shangguan Ruolin: "The formation The law has been laid out. Whether the Immortal Realm can be achieved this time depends on this time."

"Um."

In the violent storm, six people surrounded Shangguan Ruotong like flies. Whenever she wanted to gather strength to fight back, she was dispersed by the Blue Thunder Tribulation that fell out of thin air. When she wanted to solve the thunder formation first, she was defeated by the Golden Silkworm Association. People harassed him and he was in a dilemma. This feeling of being powerless made Shangguan Ruotong's blood surge.

It seems like we can't get rid of these people without showing some real skills.

She sprayed out the golden elixir, and the dense sealing runes on the golden elixir began to light up. Some of the runes gradually dissolved, and the terrifying power was gradually released.

Luo Haoguan was shocked and said angrily: "You dare to release the power of the golden elixir, are you not afraid that the space will be unstable and you will die in the time and space storm?"

"Noisy! Are you going to give me your thumbs up too?"

Shangguan Ruotong grabbed the golden elixir, and the space around her began to distort due to the partial release of the golden elixir. Shangguan Ruotong shouted: "The phoenix dances for nine days!" In an instant, her fists clenching the golden elixir began to spew out many phoenix phantoms. These phantoms flew around Shangguan Ruotong, pushing her momentum to a new height again. The thunder array of Qinglei Sect collapsed in an instant.

In the distance, Shu Han couldn't help but sigh: "Such combat power is against the rules, isn't it? Why hasn't the time and space of the Unsullied Realm collapsed yet?"

Shangguan Ruolin said: "No, she did not use the power of the complete golden elixir. This is a taboo technique similar to the Mysterious Technique of Tianque in the "Hundred Phoenix Chaoyang Kung Fu". It can raise the cultivation level in a short time and at least double the combat power of a monk. force."

Doubling his combat power, Shu Han sighed: "Isn't that the same as the Tianque Mysterious Technique? You should also know this trick, why have I never seen you use it before?"

"No, the reason why you can have twice the combat power with the Tianque Mysterious Technique is because you have not practiced this technique. If I were to use it, my cultivation would be increased by at least three times."

Shu Han understood: "No wonder you want to practice this technique, the effect is far greater than the "Hundred Phoenix Chaoyang Kung Fu"."

Shangguan Ruolin did not answer: "Get ready, it's almost over."

As expected, seeing such terrifying repressive power, all six people present were frightened to the point of trembling. They exchanged glances with each other, and in the next second they all showed off their magical powers and ran wildly in six directions, away from this murderous god.

However, when Shangguan Ruotong used his secret technique, they had already lost the chance to escape.

The Phoenix Feather Luohua Needle was swung out, and the four distant shield monks of Qinglei Sect were immediately overtaken by the storm of silver needles, and their whole bodies were wrapped in the storm. They quickly supported the Qinglei shield, but before it could take shape, the mana released outside He was strangled cleanly, and his natal magic weapon was also riddled with holes in the storm of silver needles.

The last four people were torn into pieces by the storm in extreme fear, and the rain was stained red.

As for the other two people from the Jincanhui who were fleeing, Shangguan Ruotong took out the cyan flag of the day and waved it twice, and the cyan storm blew up and swept the two people back.

When Qu Wenyao and Song Zhengchu saw that their escape was in vain, they trembled and knelt down, kowtowing to Shangguan Ruotong.

Shangguan Ruotong looked down at these two people from a high position, fully controlling their power of life and death, and asked coldly: "Why did you betray me and take action against me?"

Qu Wenyao immediately explained how Shu Han and Shangguan Ruolin had committed two frauds, and said in a trembling voice: "I thought it was the thief boy who was repeating his old tricks again, and that's why I offended the senior in the first place! Senior, please spare your life!"

Hearing these words, Shangguan Ruotong frowned, and suddenly her face turned pale. She staggered in the air. She calmed her breath and continued to ask: "After fighting with me, you should know that I am me, why do you continue to attack?"

Qu Wenyao and Song Zhengchu looked at each other with despair in their eyes.

Song Zhengchu stood up, suppressing his fear and said: "This is my proposal. Anyway, I think I have already taken action against you. According to your character, you will never let us go. Why not fight to the death? There is still a chance of improvement! This does not care about Wen Yao. If you want to kill or cut into pieces, it’s up to you!”

Qu Wenyao's face turned pale with fear, and she was a little stunned when she looked at Song Zhengchu, who had a strong demeanor and a tough tone.

Song Zhengchu grinned at her: "I'm going to die anyway, at least let me look handsome in front of you for once!"

Shangguan Ruotong nodded and said: "Very good, you know me very well, then go and die."

The green flag waved, and a hurricane came towards them. Song Zhengchu's flesh and blood instantly disintegrated and separated while he screamed, and then his bones were blown into powder. Qu Wenyao recalled what Song Zhengchu had just said to her in her mind, and she stood up resolutely and said, "Don't bother the senior to do it, Wenyao will go with him!" After that, she slapped her forehead with a palm, destroyed her cultivation, and died.

"You are sensible."

Shangguan Ruotong's expression was expressionless. After dealing with the two people, she couldn't help but recall what they said.

My sister pretended to be herself and instigated the rebellion of the Golden Silkworm Society? So, the four cultivators of the Qinglei Sect were also designed by her?

When would she use such a despicable method?

Suddenly, Shangguan Ruotong was in a trance and almost fell from the air. She came to the burial furnace slope panting. The backlash of the Fengwu Jiutian mystery began. She was now confused and her skills were scattered. She quickly sat cross-legged and began to use her luck to resolve the backlash of the skills.

However, before she could recover for a moment, she was awakened by a sudden impulse.

At this time, Shangguan Ruolin followed Gui Wuji from the other side of the Immortal Divine Mountain.

Shangguan Ruotong opened her eyes and smiled knowingly when she saw Shangguan Ruolin.

"Sister, when did the master of Yuxiao Palace, who suppressed one side, use such inferior means? This is not like you."

Shangguan Ruolin looked at her pale face and said, "That's enough, stop making trouble."

"Stop making trouble?"

Shangguan Ruotong's face was ashen: "All my efforts are nonsense in your eyes? There must be a limit to looking down on people! Do you think I am still the mentally retarded person eight hundred years ago!"