The giant python condensed from the mist looked the same as the original body, but anyone with a little knowledge of the Celestial Realm would know that this was just a clone.
This was just an External Incarnation. Every Immortal could form an External Incarnation after reaching the Celestial Immortal level.
Of course, they only had less than a tenth of the original body's power, but they were Sky Immortals, existences that could crush all low-level Celestials.
Long Yang saw the giant python clearly, and in that instant, he understood.
Once an avatar appeared, it would be a huge test for him.
Not to mention, he didn't know what his talent and bloodline were. Even if he knew, it was ridiculous for a Human Immortal to fight an avatar of a Sky Immortal.
Gritting his teeth, Long Yang looked at the scene in front of him. From the previous conversation, he knew that this was Qing Mowen's old man.
You want to kill his son, so the old man's avatar appears. That's reasonable.
However, he didn't expect that Qing Mowen's despair, which was on the verge of giving up, was just an act. That moment, he was caught off guard.
Under the extreme impact of the immortal power, he subconsciously didn't resist.
As a result, the blood in his body started to boil. He forcefully suppressed it, so that he didn't make a fool of himself at this critical moment.
"So what if you have an avatar? I'm going to go all out today. "
Because of his unknown bloodline, Long Yang was now very arrogant. He had an endless amount of energy, and if he didn't vent it all at this moment, it would be the darkest thing for him.
The rune on his forehead glowed even brighter. Long Yang understood.
With his current methods, if he wanted to please such an avatar, he had no choice but to use his strongest power.
Even if the result that awaited him was still failure, he would try his best and leave no regrets.
In an instant, the humanoid figure turned back into the yellow dog again, and the golden light on its forehead spread out again in an instant.
The loosened seal didn't fully unfold under his full power, but the power that he seized formed a powerful vortex.
It completely filled his body, making him feel exceptionally powerful.
The extreme collision didn't stop at this moment. In the next second, the immortal power intertwined and filled the air with absolute power.
In that second, the huge power spread out, and the surrounding weeds seemed to form waves.
"Clang!"
The avatar condensed from the mist didn't even have a chance to unleash its fury before it began to dissipate.
"This?" Even Long Yang himself felt extremely complicated at this moment.
Previously, he had already made up his mind to fight with his life on the line.
But why the hell was the power he displayed at that moment so terrifying that even the avatar of a Celestial Immortal was no match for him?
The name 'Iron Head Technique' was really appropriate.
This situation really made people speechless.
"You!"
"Me!"
Qing Wen, who was speechless, did not know how to express his emotions.
In that second, he summoned his father's avatar.
He had thought that this matter would be resolved, even if he would be punished by the old man when he returned.
However, as long as he settled this matter and brought Long Yang back in one piece, his merits would outweigh his faults.
What he did not expect was that even after summoning his father's avatar, he still did not succeed. That head-on collision had once again completely extinguished the hope that he had ignited.
How could he fight like this? What kind of pervert did he provoke?
"Don't, don't kill me!"
"You, you don't care what you want? I, I can promise you anything … "
Subconsciously, he finally started to beg for mercy.
But Long Yang did not give him even the slightest bit of chance.
He, who had transformed into a human, slashed down with his sword.
Qing Wen's head was chopped off just like that. His face was still filled with extreme fear.
Facing such a crafty immortal who would definitely not keep his promise, the only way to make him shut up was to take his life and completely obliterate him from the Celestial Realm.
He raised his arm and looked at the forest that was still covered in thick fog. The previously bustling place had suddenly become gloomy and silent.
He dragged his body that was in immense pain and walked step by step into the depths of the forest. For some reason, he suddenly felt that this way of living was very tiring.
It was so tiring that even though he was a hundred times more energetic, he still could not help but have the urge to sleep and never wake up.
"Perhaps, this is human nature, this is the most helpless part of living in the Celestial Realm?" he muttered to himself as he walked forward step by step.
He had a very strong premonition in his heart, as if there was a real secret waiting for him to uncover in front of him.
That kind of feeling that he did not want to touch always permeated Long Yang's heart. But reason told him that there were some things and some things that he could not completely ignore if he was unwilling to do them.
He drank some water and leaned against the ancient tree to rest for a moment.
The flying thick fog still had not dissipated. The dew fell on Long Yang's body. The strange silence made him feel a little restless.
"Hmm?"
The slightly rustling movement made Long Yang a little alert.
He knew that there was definitely danger waiting for him in the depths of the forest, and there would definitely be a great opportunity.
But he did not expect that just after he stopped for a while, this danger would follow him.
It really did not let him rest for even a moment.
The thick fog gradually dispersed in the next second.
Figures that had not condensed into a physical form floated side by side.
"This is?" He stood up.
Cold sweat broke out on Long Yang's back.
Looking at the clothes these people were wearing, coupled with their almost empty eyes, he began to make some judgments in his heart.
These were immortal souls.
Immortal souls that had died on the battlefield and still left behind an obsession.
No wonder Qing Mowen knew that there must be a secret or inheritance here.
This Forest of Confusion might have been an ancient battlefield in the past.
He had just chased away a hungry wolf, and now a fierce tiger had come.
These immortal souls now only had half of their fighting instincts. But compared to the incarnation, not only did they have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers, but even their attack power was not much lower than the incarnation's.
"What kind of great god did I offend? There is no one else who can have such luck. "
Long Yang, who was waiting solemnly, actually knew that these immortal souls might be a good opportunity to test his current fighting strength, but at the same time, it was also a talisman that would lead to his death.
If he was not careful, he would almost certainly die here.
At this moment, survival seemed to be an extravagant hope.
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