The Sword Addict stared at the immortal in front of him.
His eyes did not even blink as he watched that cyan brush, which had been stained with the blood of countless people's hearts, approach his heart bit by bit.
The tip of the brush was like a knife.
"You will suffer retribution."
The Sword Addict said word by word without the slightest fear.
"You bastards from the immortal world, sooner or later, you will feel the cruelest retribution in time. You won't have the upper hand for long. There will always be justice in this world. "
There was an indescribable light in the Sword Addict's eyes.
The immortal's brush paused when it touched the Sword Addict's heart.
He looked up and said with a faint smile, "Justice? You are one of the few people standing at the top of this world, but you are still so naive. How pitiful. Do you know that in the past years, the immortal world has flattened countless inferior worlds and slaughtered and harvested countless creatures? Retribution? When did it happen? Justice? When did it happen? "
Before his voice died away —
Boom!
An explosion came from outside the hall.
The entire hall shook as if there was an earthquake.
The immortal retracted his brush and asked with a slightly angry face, "What's going on?"
The expected response did not come.
He was about to speak again, when suddenly —
Swoosh!
A flash of knife light flashed.
The entire hall was cut open. The walls and the dome broke into two at the same time, slanting and cracking to both sides.
The sunlight from outside suddenly sprinkled in.
The originally dim and cramped hall suddenly seemed to have been illuminated by light.
The immortal's eyes slightly shrank.
Because at this moment, through the cracks in the wall, he saw that the Heaven-breaking Power Warriors of the Painting Sect, who had been setting up the formation in an orderly manner, suddenly fell into a civil war and were fighting wildly …
Some immortal slaves let out a dying wail.
At the same time —
A white-clothed, short-haired young man drifted over. One man and one saber entered the hall.
"Huh? Fourth Brother? You … are still alive? "
The young man was naturally Li Mu.
When he saw the Sword Addict on the rack, Li Mu couldn't help but show a look of ecstasy.
When he and Wang Shiyu led a thousand modified Heaven-breaking Power Warriors to attack the Thousand Flames Holy Land, they never thought that they would encounter the rumored Sword Maniac who had died in battle here.
"How dare you attack my Painting Sect. You're courting death."
The Immortal came to his senses and scolded with a gloomy expression.
The tip of the cyan brush in his hand flicked in the void, and several beams of cold light rippling with the power of the Immortal Way condensed. The moment his wrist shook, they shot toward Li Mu.
This was the method of an immortal.
The Painting Sect could only be considered average among the thirty-six advance squads in the Immortal World.
However, this person was one of the leaders of the Painting Faction's advance team. His cultivation level of the Celestial Path was extremely high. Even among the Fairies, he was a top-notch existence.
Dealing with a small bug from the lower realms was a piece of cake.
The Immortal thought to himself with an arrogant and condescending smile on his face.
However, in the next instant —
Xiu!
The broadsword in Li Mu's hand flashed.
The numerous cold stars were directly chopped into pieces.
Bang!
In the next breath, the thick back of the broadsword had already smashed into the Immortal's face.
The arrogant smiling face had not even had time to freeze before it caved in.
Blood spurted out.
A golden flowing light flashed.
The Immortal was directly bound by the fairy-tying rope.
The cyan brush in his hand also fell to the ground.
Li Mu ignored the Immortal and walked over. With a flick of his wrist, the Immortal Way shackles were directly shattered.
"Fourth Brother, time is of the essence. Let's leave this place first."
Li Mu carried the Crazy Sword on his back and carried the Immortal as if he was carrying a chick. He rushed out of the great hall that had been cut in half by his broadsword.
Xiu! Xiu!
Xiu! The broadsword transformed into 120 golden flying broadswords that swept through heaven and earth, stirring up gusts of blade-like wind.
The broadsword drew streaks of golden light, like the grim smile of the Grim Reaper. Everywhere it passed, the Immortal Slaves of the Painting Faction who were still fighting fell like wheat being reaped.
"Take back as many Immortal Way puppets as you can. Kill all the Immortal Slaves. Don't leave a single one alive. Remember to bring back their hundred treasures pouches … Destroy everything else. Don't leave a single blade of grass for the Immortal Way forces."
Wang Shiyu shouted in the sky.
With her in command and Li Mu's help, most of the Painting Faction's advance team that had attacked the Holy Land of Thousand Flames was slaughtered in less than a quarter of an hour.
There were a total of 9,000 Heaven-breaking Warriors stationed here. Half of them were destroyed, and the assault team of Taixuan Academy captured 9,000.
Soon, the entire Holy Land of Thousand Flames was in a sea of fire.
The experts of the Holy Land of Thousand Flames who had surrendered to the Immortal Way forces were also mercilessly slaughtered. However, some civilians and experts of other forces who had been captured were rescued.
The whole process was easier than expected.
Most importantly, there were no experts at the Banished Immortal Level guarding this place.
The Immortal in Li Mu's hand trembled when he saw all this.
His face was full of anger and humiliation.
"You damned stupid bugs, what have you done … You will pay the price. The Eldest Brother of the Painting Faction will not let you off. He will certainly tear you into pieces and grind your bones to ashes."
He never dreamed that such a thing would happen.
There were actually creatures in the inferior world who dared to resist the Immortals.
And they had succeeded.
These damned bugs who did not know what was good for them.
Li Mu slapped the guy's face hard with the back of his saber, almost flattening his face. "Shut up, you idiot."
Soon, the raid came to a perfect end.
The entire force of the Painting Faction was completely eradicated.
"Go."
At Li Mu's order, the rest of the assault team immediately retreated.
"You can't leave … My Eldest Brother will be here soon. His cultivation is too high. You can't escape. You will all die, one by one."
The Immortal cursed with resentment and malice.
After effortlessly taking over the Thousand Flames Holy Land, the Painting Faction sent about half of their forces to "encircle" the land and search for all kinds of resources and minerals.
According to the law of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals, as long as the territory encircled by the advance team, no matter which force was assigned to develop it in the future, the advance team could get 10% of the profits.
Therefore, the Eldest Brother, who was half a step away from the Banished Immortal Level, led most of the experts of the advance team to encircle the land.
Just now, the SOS had been sent out.
It wouldn't take long for them to come back.
By then … these damned indigenous ants would all die.
The Immortal wished he could cut Li Mu and the others into pieces.
Li Mu slapped the back of the saber a few more times, then asked Wang Shiyu to retreat with the Sword Addict.
He carried the half-dead immortal with his face covered in blood and stayed behind.
"This indigenous didn't escape?"
The Immortal was stunned.
Li Mu directly tied the Immortal up with the Immortal-tying Rope and sealed his Primordial Spirit with Taoist patterns so that he couldn't emit any aura or speak. Then, he left him in the ruins.
As for himself, he sneakily snuck into a damaged modified [Sky Destroyer] and hid.
The hatred on the Immortal's face was like poison that was about to drip out.
"Is this bug from the mortal world going to stay and sneak attack?
"He's crazy.
"He's courting death."
The Immortal cursed viciously in his heart.
The Eldest Brother was half a step away from the Banished Immortal Level.
"This stupid indigenous is going to die."
"He's definitely going to die."
He lay weakly in the ruins, waiting.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the light of the Immortal Path flashed in the distant sky.
A handsome and devilishly handsome youth, who wore a tall crown and a long robe, rushed over with four Fairies' personal guards.
Seeing the ruins and the sea of fire below, they were all stunned.
"What happened?"
"The base of the advance team of the Painting Faction has been destroyed?"
They landed and soon found the dying Immortal in the ruins.
"Junior Fellow Apprentice Lu? You … what exactly happened? Where are the others? "
The handsome young man with a tall hat stared at the Immortal and asked.
The Immortal could only move his eyes. His lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't speak.
The handsome young man with a tall hat stepped forward and pressed a hand between the Immortal's eyebrows. The power of the Half-Step Immortal was released and all kinds of seals in the Immortal's body were instantly lifted.
"Senior Fellow Apprentice, be careful. The bug is hiding nearby and preparing to sneak attack. It's at …" The Immortal pointed to where Li Mu was hiding.
The handsome young man looked in the direction the Immortal pointed.
At this moment —
"Bang!"
A stream of gold and silver light burst out of the Immortal's heart and instantly shot into the young man's body.
"Uh …"
The Immortal opened his eyes wide.
At the same time, the space was slightly distorted.
A golden light flashed.
In a damaged Heaven-breaking Power Warrior, Li Mu, who had been waiting for a long time, held the Nether Knife and slashed at the young man with a tall hat faster than the light.
"Half-Step Immortal?"
Li Mu's eyes were burning with fighting intent.
He wanted to know how big the gap between him and the Immortal was.
The Half-Step Immortal in front of him was definitely the best test subject.
"You're courting death!"
The young man shouted angrily. The Immortal Taoist Talismans on his palm flickered, and he slapped the Nether Knife.
Boom!
The power of the Immortal Taoist Path surged.
Li Mu was sent flying backward.
"What a strong power."
He had a clear understanding of the power of the Immortal.
But such power couldn't hurt Li Mu.
The nine Chi's Beads hovered around Li Mu like streams of light, forming a special shield that could shield him from attacks.
Most of the power of the palm was blocked by the force field of the Chi Bead.
"You, damn it."
The young man with a tall hat stared at Li Mu coldly.
His palm was dripping with blood.
He was too careless and slapped the Nether Knife.
He thought he could destroy Li Mu with one slap, but the Nether Knife was a third-grade fairy weapon, and with the power of the fairy fire, it almost cut off his palm.
He suffered a loss.
But the Immortal looked down at his chest, where a bloody hole had burst open. All of a sudden, all of his strength was sucked out. He retreated and sat down, his face pale.
The four fairies hurried over and supported the Immortal.
"Senior brother, catch him alive. I want to use his heart blood, his bone marrow blood to paint …" the Immortal roared with hatred.
The young man's palm quickly returned to normal.
He approached Li Mu step by step and said, "The Chi Bead of the Dongxuan Immortal Sect? Are you from the Dongxuan Immortal Sect? Why did you sneak attack the Painting Sect? "
"You'll know when you're dead."
Li Mu laughed. He became one with the knife again and attacked.
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