A helpless smile appeared on | Jun Wu Yao's face.
He couldn't stop it.
After watching Li Mu kill the Banished Immortals, people would have an illusion that the Banished Immortals were actually very weak, so weak that anyone could kill five of them with one hand.
But when he really faced a Banished Immortal, he would understand the horror of the Banished Immortals. It was like an ant looking up at the towering Kunlun Mountains at the foot of the mountain, unreachable in the clouds and mist.
The immortal cultivator who suddenly attacked in front of him should be just a beginner Banished Immortal.
But | Jun Wu Yao was far from his opponent.
"It seems that there is only one way."
| Jun Wu Yao felt a little regretful.
It was not that death was coming.
But that before he died, he couldn't see Taixuan Academy escape safely.
He took the Dreamy Intoxication.
The desire to kill began to rise.
There was a power in his body that he had never experienced, like a restless inner demon, about to break out.
If it were in the past, | Jun Wu Yao would definitely activate the High Mountains and Flowing Water of the Sea of Books to suppress the inner demon.
For those who read the books of sages, the horror of the inner demon was far greater than that of the masters of other cultivation paths.
But at this time, he completely opened his mind.
Killing was to protect.
Killing was not killing.
If only the power of the devil could stop this inhumane killing, then why did | Jun Wu Yao turn into a demon?
"Kill."
| Jun Wu Yao's face was red, and his eyes were like pools of blood.
The powerful force caused a terrifying light to form around his body, like a leaping flame.
He rushed to his opponent like a madman.
The scholar's hat was blown away by the wind.
His black hair was dancing like a demon.
But the opposite Banished Immortal did not want to fight and immediately retreated.
"Amitabha, what is the joy of life and what is the bitterness of death? Young benefactor, you have great wisdom, why do you want to turn into a demon? What a pity, what a pity. Besides, the effect of your medicine is only about a quarter of an hour. I am not in a hurry. See you again. "
The Banished Immortal was a bald monk with a ring scar.
He was white and chubby.
He wore a big red cassock and held a 12-ring monk's staff.
With a smile on his face, the monk retreated.
| Jun Wu Yao's heart suddenly sank.
The other party had seen through him.
Once the effects of the [Dreamy Intoxication and Divine Confusion] wore off, he would die without the bald-headed Banished Immortal doing anything.
He charged forward like a gust of wind.
The bald Banished Deity just smiled and slowly retreated. He actually retreated directly from the passageway of the Formation Eye.
Jun Wu Yao was caught in a dilemma.
If they chased after him, there would be no one guarding this place. What would they do if another Banished Immortal attacked?
If he didn't rush out, he would die once the effects of the Dreamy Charm wore off, and the bald Banished Immortal would definitely come back. At that time, the situation would be even worse.
His desire to kill soared.
After a moment of hesitation, Jun Wu Yao turned into a gust of wind and chased after them.
…
…
Before Li Mu could return to the Dui passage he was guarding, he saw a ray of spiritual light coming from the distant sky.
"That is …"
A bad feeling arose in Li Mu's heart.
Sure enough, the spiritual light rushed over and landed in front of Li Mu. The void spread out like a mirror, and Shen Jia's young and handsome face appeared.
"Master, your disciple is leaving."
Shen Jia said with his lips.
With that, the mirror turned into smoke and clouds and dissipated.
Li Mu stood there in a daze. Unknowingly, tears rolled down his cheeks. He couldn't control his emotions and felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if something had ruthlessly gouged out a large piece of his heart.
Shen Jia had died in battle.
His most outstanding disciple had died in battle.
Li Mu turned around and headed for the [Kan] passage.
If there was still a shred of chance, even if he took back Shen Jia's spirit, perhaps there should be room for negotiation.
His figure broke through the air.
He arrived at the [Kan] passage in the blink of an eye.
Li Mu rushed in.
Only to find that the battle had already ended.
The Formation Eye of the [Kan] passage was intact.
The corpses of the two Banished Immortals were floating in the space.
They died in a miserable state and did not have a complete corpse.
The figures of Shen Jia and [Quasi-emperor An Qing] had already disappeared.
The powerful aura of the two foreign race Quasi-emperors lingered in the air, far beyond their usual peak level. There was no doubt that it was the level of power that was activated after taking the [Dreamy Intoxication and Divine Confusion].
Li Mu understood everything in an instant.
Quasi-emperor An Qing and Shen Jia had used their last trump card to kill the two invading Immortals, one in the light and one in the dark. But because they had overexerted themselves and the aftereffects of the [Dreamy Intoxication and Divine Confusion] broke out, they both died in the end.
Needless to imagine, one could imagine the tragedy of this battle.
Of these two people, one was the rare wise ruler of the Feather Race, the other was the future hope that several great Quasi-emperors of the Heavenly Demon Race had cultivated and supported. In the end, they fought side by side and died together.
Li Mu stood in the wind, his mood gloomy and angry.
How many heroes and geniuses of the Chaotic World had died in this great calamity of the Immortal Path.
The Immortal World!
These invaders of the Immortal World deserved to die.
The killing intent in Li Mu's heart was hard to vent, accumulating to the extreme.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar aura.
"Huh? What is that? "
Li Mu suddenly saw that, at the place closest to the Formation Eye of the [Kan] passage, a strange brilliance was flashing, one white and one black, like a yin and yang fish.
His figure moved, and he approached.
"At this time … an egg?"
A strange giant egg, half white and half black, the size of a curled up child, was floating in the void, constantly flashing black and white light.
The light was soft.
It even exuded wisps of a familiar aura that seemed to be right but was not.
Could it be the treasure of the killed Banished Immortal? The egg of some divine beast in the Immortal World?
Or …
Li Mu couldn't figure it out for a moment.
He reached out and held the egg in his hand, carefully observing it.
But surprisingly, even with the Third Eye, he couldn't see through the eggshell and see what was inside.
He thought for a moment, put a seal on the outside of the eggshell, and then put the egg into the storage space.
He would observe it in the future.
He quickly cleaned up the battlefield, tidied up the remaining immortal weapons and other things, and then left the [Kan] passage again.
The two Banished Immortals, one in the light and one in the dark, died in battle one after another.
The Immortal World probably wouldn't send any invaders for the time being.
This time, Li Mu had to hurry to the [Dui] passage no matter what.
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…
"Weak, so weak."
Little Nine said cheerfully.
The battle in the [Gen] passage was like a farce.
Nangong Chang, the leader of the advance team of the Immortal Trail of Destruction, was lying in the rolling desert like a dead dog, gasping for breath with his mouth open. His Immortal Core Power had almost dissipated.
Little Nine pushed Nangong Chang back and forth with his claws.
Nangong Chang was like a pile of mud, not resisting at all.
"Alas.
It's not fun. He's wasted so quickly. "
Little Nine said regretfully.
The eyes of the Morning Glory girl on the side sparkled. She said, "Brother Little Nine, you're really amazing."
That was genuine admiration.
The Spirit Clan, one of the main branches of the demon clan, was formed by the spirits of heaven and earth. They were kind and pure, and rarely participated in battles. Before the little Flower Demon came to guard the [Gen] passage, she had already been prepared to fight to the death.
Who would have thought that Little Nine would actually be able to deal with his opponent without any bloodshed.
The Spirit Clan was a branch of the demon clan, so they were very close to Little Nine, the "dog demon".
Little Nine showed off a few words, and the little Flower Demon was already calling him "Brother Little Nine". Little Nine was overjoyed, and he put in more effort to perform.
"His cultivation has already been destroyed by me. He is only left with the body of an immortal." Little Nine destroyed the cultivation of Nangong Chang, who had destroyed the Immortal Du Trace. Then, he turned and grinned at the little flower demoness. "Sister, let's play a game."
"Okay, what game does Brother Little Nine want to play?" The little Flower Demon's eyes were bright like the stars in the sky.
Little Nine said seriously, "Let's play a difficult game … You throw, I pick up. This is the most noble game of our clan. It's just like the Spirit Clan's sacrifice to the Spirit Ancestor. Only the best friend is qualified to play this game with the dog."
"Okay, okay." The little Morning Glory girl clapped her hands and jumped up.
Little Nine's eyes were also bright.
He looked at the [Gen] passage. It was a desert illusion, and there didn't seem to be anything to throw.
Finally, his gaze landed on the half-dead Banished Immortal, Nangong Chang.
"Throw him." Little Nine pointed to the distance excitedly, "Throw him there, the further the better."
The little Flower Demon thought very seriously, then said, "Alright."
After saying that, a green vine appeared from her fingertip, and she gently wrapped around Nangong Chang, then threw him out.
Whoosh!
Nangong Chang's body flew out like a sandbag.
Tears streamed down his face.
He even had the heart to die.
Humiliation.
Extreme humiliation.
He was a dignified Banished Immortal of the Celestial World, but he was played by two little demons from the lower realm. If other Immortals knew, they would probably laugh their teeth off.
"Woof woof, woof woof woof!"
Little Nine excitedly wagged his tail.
Then, he charged out like lightning.
Three breaths later, he bit on Nangong Chang's hind leg and 'picked' him up.
"Huchi Huchi Huchi!"
Little Nine wagged his tail, as if he was asking for credit.
Even if his cultivation had increased, and his intelligence had been awakened, but his instincts as a species, in this instant, were completely displayed.
"Throw him further away, throw him further away."
Little Nine spun in a circle, kicking his leg and wagging his tail.
"Haha, so fun. Brother Little Nine, you really know how to play." The little Flower Demon's thoughts were pure, giving off a natural feeling. She jumped up and clapped her hands, her cheeks puffing out.
Her small and exquisite appearance caused Little Nine's eyes to flash with light.
Whoosh!
Nangong Chang was thrown out again.
He was thrown even further.
Over a thousand meters.
Little Nine watched as Nangong Chang was about to land, then he charged out like a ray of light.
"Brother Little Nine, you can do it."
The shout of the little Flower Demon came from behind.
Little Nine's heart was filled with satisfaction and emotion.
What a good girl.
She was the first expert of the Primal Chaos World that was willing to play this game with Wang.
Holding Nangong Chang in his mouth, Little Nine turned around.
At this time, the shocked voice of the little Flower Demon came from far away.
"Ah … who are you?"
A painful cry, her voice filled with fear.
Little Nine's heart trembled.
He saw an Immortal that was covered in black flames suddenly appear next to the little Flower Demon. With a sneak attack, he grabbed the neck of the little Flower Demon, lifting her up.
There was a look of pain on the girl's face.
Little Nine instantly went berserk.
"Release her."
He charged over.
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