"Let's get on it!"

The four immortal masters each sacrificed their immortal soldiers, rose to the sky, turned into four rainbows and fought fiercely with the old immortal lord in the sky.

"Boom!"

Mo Qianyun hunted in a red robe, slapped his palm on the ancient ding, the bell sounded melodiously, and he was full of anger, killing the old immortal master.

"The breeze blows on the hills, and the moon shines on the river. ”

The old fairy lord pushed the back of his hand, and the ripples were thousands of heavy, which contained an amazing "potential", like the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and millions of lions crossing the river, the strength was endless, and it never dried up.

Guding flies horizontally, and the avenue is scattered.

"What kind of trick is this?"

Mo Qianhong changed color, even if it was a flowing wave cloud palm, it would not be able to scatter Gu Ding's avenue!

The old immortal lord's robe was loose, and with a flick of his fingers, the sword intent was endless, and it sounded.

Thunder was frightened, and his fingers turned into sword intent, terrifying......

"Boom!"

The sword intent was surging, sharp and incredible, and he didn't see a substantial attack, just pure powerful intent.

"Poof"

Before Lei Xiaoteng could figure out the reason, his huge body had been knocked to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

The four immortal masters felt chills in their hearts, unable to believe that one of the old immortal lord's Dao bodies could crush them.

Seeing this scene, the monks on the scene trembled their teeth, and their powerful was incredible, and their own immortal lords were defeated and retreated. If it was just one immortal lord who fell, they could still accept it, but the four immortal lords all fell behind......

"The old immortal lord is really powerful!" In the mountains hundreds of miles away, Wu Heng was deeply admired.

Xing Yu didn't expect the ancestor who was not visible on weekdays to be so tough, he had never seen the ancestor make a move since he was born, and sometimes he called him an old man in private.

Today, the old immortal lord showed the immortal position of the world, and his extraordinary power is stoppable!

"How many powerful people like the old immortal lord can there be in the immortal realm today?" the phoenix muttered to himself, the immortal realm gradually decayed, and the awakening of the nine immortal veins was already rare.

It's a pity, the body is dead, and the Tao is about to die......

If he didn't make a move today, this powerful Dao body might be able to exist for decades, but if too much morality was consumed at this moment, it would disappear immediately.

At this time, the monks of Tianmen Mountain were still in a mood of jubilation, watching the old immortal lord kill in all directions, and felt relieved.

"Tianmen Mountain is saved, we don't have to leave!" said many young people.

"Let's go, break out!" However, at this time, Huo Zhen burst into a loud cheer, attracting the surprised eyes of many Tianmen Mountain monks.

"Why?"

"The old immortal lord can fight four immortal lords with the strength of one person, why don't we have to leave?" everyone was puzzled.

Only the elder figure understood that what he saw in front of him was nothing more than an immortal Dao body, an illusory figure that was about to dissipate.

The old immortal lord's face did not change, his mana was monstrous, and he was able to deal with the strong attacks of the four immortal lords with ease.

But this is only an illusion.

Huo Zhen said sternly: "It's too late if you don't leave at this time, break through together, how many can you live!"

"Why?" many young people are still confused.

"Obviously we have the upper hand!"

"Alas, that's just the Dao body of the old immortal lord, and it won't last long. Tsuru Changshan sighed, his expression gloomy. If Master is not passing away, why should they be in such a hurry?

Tianmen Mountain has long lost its former glory, and can only rely on the old immortal lord to support it, and now the only pillar has also fallen.

They all hated themselves for not being angry, and they didn't have the old immortal lord's ascension to the sky.

"Tianmen Mountain is destined to have this catastrophe, we can't avoid it, let's go!" Several immortal powerhouses each spoke, intending to lead their disciples to break through.

"Poof"

The old immortal lord has a little fingertip, and the life is full of changes, and the attack technique is endless.

Lei Xiaoteng's chest had been pierced with several blood holes, and the immortal power was lost very quickly.

Seeing that the old immortal master was so strong, all the disciples stubbornly stood in place wherever they were willing to go.

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to keep the last bit of fire in Tianmen Mountain!" Huo Zhen burst into tears, and the green roots of his angry forehead burst out.

The thousands of surviving disciples of Tianmen Mountain woke up in shock, and several elders were so anxious to get angry, obviously not joking, the old immortal master was not the last straw, and he couldn't change the catastrophe of Tianmen Mountain's destruction.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Mo Qianyun pierced the old immortal lord's body with the ancient ding.

The Tianmen Mountain monks' eyes widened, and they found that the old immortal lord's body was gradually blurring, and it was no longer as real as before.

"Is it really just a remnant of the Dao body?

They were stunned, and they couldn't hesitate too much, Huo Zhen had already rushed straight to the foot of Tianmen Mountain.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

The other five Ascending Immortal Ancestors from Tianmen Mountain followed closely and ordered, "All disciples follow us and break out!"

Some of the friars turned pale and were very sad.

After staying at the mountain gate for decades, is it really going to leave? I am not even mentally prepared at all.

And once this trip is gone, it will be difficult to return, and you may not be able to return to your hometown in your lifetime.

"Poof"

Blood splattered, and a god-sealing powerhouse of Tianmen Mountain had round eyes, and his chest was hollowed out by an ancient relic, and he fell alive in front of the group of female monks.

"Uncle Lu!"

"What's wrong with you?"

They hurriedly stepped forward to help, but the people were silent, and the round eyes looked particularly hideous.

Cruelty, war is particularly merciless!

The middle-aged man standing on the Flame Divine Bird Mountain glanced down and ordered, "Stop them, not a single disciple of Tianmen Mountain is allowed to let them out!"

"Yes!"

The strong men of Phoenix Mountain received the order, and each sacrificed their weapons to block the breakthrough troops led by Huo Zhen.

The monks of the other three major forces also received orders from the immortal lord one by one, leaving no one alive and never suffering in the future!

The figure of the old immortal lord gradually faded, and without the unstoppable power it had before, the Dao body gradually disappeared.

"What about the world-beating male who awakens the nine immortal veins, and will eventually turn into a touch of loess!" Lei Xiaoteng sneered, covered in blood, but he was still laughing.

The beastmaster Qi Qi spat out flames, burning the sky and illuminating the sky crimson. Its sharp claws slapped, and the power of the immortal sank into the mountains and rivers, and the right arm of the old immortal lord was broken, but no blood flowed out, it was just a Dao body, and an arm disappeared when it was broken. [Wonderful * pen * 閣 ~] m. update fast

"Doomed to this catastrophe, it cannot be changed. The old fairy lord muttered to himself, still plain, seeing through the mortal dust of the world.

Suddenly, he shouted at Huo Zhen: "Leave some hope for Tianmen Mountain." ”

Like an old man who is about to come to the end of his life giving his final instructions.

These simple words are extremely heavy, making people a little breathless.

Huo Zhen is also in his prime, his hair is pale, and he is the ancestor of Tianmen Mountain, at this moment, this usually strict ancestor figure has tears in his eyes, nodded at the old immortal master, and solemnly said: "Disciple takes orders, I will definitely leave the last bit of hope for Tianmen Mountain!"

Seeing this, Xing Yu's eyes turned red and tears rolled down.

"Alas......" Wu Heng sighed deeply in his heart, the last sentence of the entrustment left by a generation of heroes to the world actually seemed so tragic