Outside the sight of the two, the shadow of the immortal, the sword traveled thousands of miles and thousands of miles, slashing immortals.

Guangchengzi is terrifying, and the sword is out of the immortals, not only the immortal path, but also the immortal fate.

There is no escape, there is no escape, this is the absolute immortal.

Guang Chengzi used the golden light method of vertical land, and it was difficult to escape the sky.

A foot to the west, the purple qi was mighty, and at the last moment, Guangchengzi escaped into the purple qi.

The shadow of the absolute immortal, two lives and three, three lives are infinite, the sword shadow in the sky, the immeasurable immortals, the sword points to the sky, and all the ways to live.

If you want to go, the immortals can't stop it, but if you want to take people away, it is a thousand swords.

One sword finger, ten thousand sword fingers, even if Guang Chengzi is in the immeasurable purple qi, wearing a sweeping robe, and the depressed bell on his head still has no sense of security.

Randen stood on the Vulture Mountain, holding the measuring ruler in his hand and not daring to move, because what he held in his hand was not only the measuring ruler but also Guangchengzi's life.

The eyebrows of the Yuxu Palace Yuan Shi Tianzun were beating, and he didn't know when there were three more treasures in his hand.

Wa Huangtian, Nuwa Niangniang seems to be smiling but not smiling, and I don't know who she is laughing at?

A sword roared, ten thousand swords moved, and the sword shadows in the sky were all in unison, endlessly, and the sword rain was one after another, breaking into the purple gas, and the purple gas was boiling.

The Liangtian world supported by the two quaint Taoist texts is full of holes, and Guangchengzi is in a precarious situation.

Guangchengzi, as an ancient sage, the teacher of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, and the head of the twelve golden immortals, has its own merits.

Guang Chengzi is well aware of the truth that it is better to ask for others than to ask for oneself, and it is better for others to save oneself.

A golden light burst out of purple qi and smashed into the shadow of the Absolute Immortal.

Fantianyin fell, and the absolute immortal roared, but Fantianyin stopped in the air, dripping and spinning, just not falling!

Guang Chengzi, who had the same heart as Fantian Yin, smiled miserably, "Could it be that Tian wants to kill me Guang Chengzi!"

Yuan Shi Tianzun's fingers grasping Yu Ruyi moved slightly.

Meet a saint at the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain......

Return to Guangchengzi and enter the infinite gate.

This is in addition to the Antarctic Immortal Weng, who has followed Yuan Shi Tianzun for the longest time, and is also Yuan Shi Tianzun's favorite disciple.

In the slightly cold eyes of the sage of Yuan Shi Tianzun, the purple qi world collapsed inch by inch, the word "measuring the sky" was silenced, the purple qi was scattered in wisps, and Guangchengzi was stripped out little by little.

Such as peeling eggshells.

The lantern burner sighed and withdrew the measuring ruler.

For Guang Chengzi, he really wanted to save him, but with his current cultivation of the fifteenth heaven, he really didn't dare to face Shi Ji head-on, he would die, and he was not sure whether the saint would save him.

Kunpeng looked at Shi Ji, and Shi Ji also looked at Kunpeng, and his eyes seemed to be eternal.

Kunpeng's eyes were full of chaos, and Shi Ji's eyes were blank.

Shi Ji smiled and was the first to withdraw her gaze, and this time, she took a step back.

Kunpeng also withdrew his gaze, this was the second time, the first time, he gave way.

Third ......

The purple gas dissipated, and Guangchengzi was like a hard-boiled egg with an eggshell completely exposed to the immortals, all soft.

In broad daylight, one person has a sword, only one sword, the sword hangs from the eyebrows, and the Taoist is fearless.

At this moment, this Golden Immortal of the Jade Void Palace, the head of the twelve Golden Immortals, reflected the quality of the disciples of the Great Sect saints.

Do not be alarmed, and do not mess up in danger.

It's not that you're not afraid of death, it's that you're not afraid of death.

Shi Ji has a little more appreciation in his eyes, and many people have a little more appreciation in his eyes.

He and the fire spirit are two different kinds of transparency, the fire spirit understands, he is open-minded.

But his life and death are not up to them.

It was the extremely unkind little sword demon who decided his life and death.

She wanted to hear Miyu's shattered voice.

Many people will have heartache.

Yuan Shi Tianzun's eyes narrowed, Sanbaoyu Ruyi made a move, and the sage's discerning eyes had already seen the tragedy of Guang Chengzi's death under the shadow of the immortal.

So the saint did it in advance.

The moment the saint made his hand.

Kunpeng's hand reached out into the void.

In the Biyou Palace, there was a sword roar, and the stone broke through the sky, and the Tongtian Sect Master also made a move.

Qingping Sword intercepted Yu Ruyi, but there was a soft sound, but something broke.

Bajing Palace, Lao Tzu watched quietly, and then silently withdrew his eyes, he remembered the day when Sanqing split his family.

Today, they got their hands dirty.

Lao Tzu's vicissitudes of life looked at the infinite place of heaven.

Daoist and Taoist, where to go?