Lord of the Divine Show

‘Is there something wrong with Yi Tianchou? ’

Zhong Shenxiu felt thoughtful as he felt a piece of the Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Symbol shatter.

However, the three corpse soul method is inherently very dangerous. The monks need to face the poison of heaven directly, and it is normal for them to become possessed by evil thoughts.

It would be more normal if the temperament becomes a little more extreme and narrow, or even the outlook on life changes drastically.

'Anyway, as long as he can't help but practice the Three Corpses Soul Method, I won't lose...'

At this moment, there were changes in the field.

The five Huandan old monsters from the six authentic sects have joined forces and have forced the other eight poisonous fire dragons into one place, turning them into cages with restrictions, and are preparing to slowly conquer them in the future.

"Hmph, these eight little poisonous snakes dare to cause trouble at this time. When my ancestor takes out his hand, it will take millions of years to suppress them!"

Yang Baixuan looked at the half-broken Wanxiang Palace and the countless treasure-hunting monks inside, and shouted: "What do you want to do? Why don't you quickly put down our most important treasure?"

He has a high level of Huandan cultivation, and his magic power has been purified several times. In terms of quality, it is only a hair away from Zhong Shenxiu's Yuan Dan level magic power.

At this time, using this magic power, the Taoist thunder sound was activated, and waves of thunder rolled across the sky.

Yang Baixuan was furious when he saw that the property of the Six Sects was eaten and stolen by a group of locusts and rats.

At this moment, he struck a ruthless hand and as soon as he raised his hand, eight rays of golden light were emitted, which were his natal magic weapon, the Eight-pole Son-Mother Blade.

These eight rays of golden light were so sharp that even ordinary flying swords were hard to match. They cruised near the Vientiane Palace and killed more than thirty monks in the blink of an eye. They also caught up with seven golden elixir ancestors, which immediately shocked the group of cultivators.

The Great Elder of Bailian Sect landed in the Vientiane Palace, looking at the broken restrictions and half of the collapsed building, with a look of regret on his face.

‘I don’t know how many more years it will take before I can gather the magic weapons and re-refine the Wanxiang Palace to the point where it can impact the spiritual treasures...'

Although he failed this time, the monk's heart remains unbreakable despite repeated attempts!

Hoho!

At this moment, another change occurred on the Poison Fire Dragon side.

It turned out that when the eight poisonous fire dragons saw that they were about to be captured again, they all became ferocious and started to devour each other.

Dark green poisonous fire erupted, and the eight poisonous fire dragons finally merged into one, turning into a monster with eight dragon heads.

His aura of mana has suddenly passed the limit of the sixth level of the elixir return, reaching the seventh level of the elixir return!

It is comparable to the top monks in this world, and it is also the level of the six authentic sects, the five masters of the world, and the ancestor of the Zhen sect!

In terms of cultivation level, the five unique monks in the world may be just as different from the ancestors of Ten Thousand Souls and others. The only difference is whether they are in charge of spiritual treasures!

At this time, the eight fire dragons roared and hit the restriction hard.

With a loud bang, Wanhun Ancestor and others vomited blood and flew backwards, and the restriction suddenly... shattered!

"hateful!"

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Souls looked at the figures of the eight fire dragons that were about to escape, and hissed: "If this ancestor hadn't been so damaged before, I would have wanted you to look good!"

Neither Master Shenfu nor the old monster of Qi Transformation or the old immortal of Xingluo spoke.

Even though their vitality was severely damaged in order to sacrifice the spirit treasure, they still had no problem in taking down these eight fire dragons if they really tried their best.

But the key is, after all, this is something wrong with the Xuanji Bailian Sect.

It's okay to ask them to do their best, but going all out is a bit too much.

And Yang Baixuan was bent on suppressing the Wanxiang Palace. When he saw this scene, his eyes were about to burst: "Don't leave that evil beast!"

His mana surged wildly, and he was truly desperate, even at the expense of his vitality and lifespan, to pour his majestic mana into the Palace of Vientiane.

This magic weapon, which had been knocked down a level before it could become a spiritual treasure, suddenly swelled up, and its incomplete surface flashed with ever-changing Ruyi Divine Forbidden City, and its brilliance shone brightly.

Although the Vientiane Palace is not yet a spiritual treasure, it far exceeds the level of ordinary magical treasures.

At this time, it was activated, and the thousands of magic weapons that made up the foundation all roared.

The magic of the Vientiane Palace is that it can accommodate various magic weapons into one and exert incredible power.

At this time, one of the sword pavilions roared, and countless sword lights were released. In each sword light, there was a flying sword, just like countless peerless swordsmen trying to intercept it. The sword light filled the sky and stopped the eight poisonous fire dragons.

"Suppress it!"

Yang Baixuan once again mobilized the Wanxiang Palace. Swords, guns, swords and halberds, bells, drums, music, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, flags, banners and copper rings... all kinds of magic weapons were activated, forming a torrent of treasures!

Even Zhong Shenxiu's expression became extremely solemn when he looked at this scene.

Countless magic weapons hit the eight fire dragons, causing the owl monster to scream repeatedly, blood flying from its scales, and turning into large balls of poisonous fire in mid-air.

The Vientiane Palace fell in the sky, and one of the animal pens was opened, and the eight flame dragons were about to be suppressed again.

…

"Is this the Xuanji Bailian Sect? It's really... so lively!"

A young man with a rich spirit and an extraordinary temperament, wearing a mysterious black Taoist robe, holding a red flame flag, and stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, slowly arrived on the top of Bailian Peak, looking at the huge Wanxiang Palace, and The Eight Flame Dragons, who were about to be suppressed, couldn't help but smile: "The six authentic sects have indeed always been evil. The master teacher asked me to bring the ancestors here to teach them a lesson, so... give it!"

He waved the red flame flag and solemnly said: "Ancestor, please take action!"

This young Taoist, named Li Kunlun, is the contemporary great disciple of Tiandu Sect and the most talented person in the world for cultivating immortals.

He was once praised by the leader of the Tiandu Sect as "the most talented cultivator in the world, and my disciple Li Kunlun alone has eight fights"!

And the flaming flag in his hand is the Tiandu Sect's spiritual treasure - the Ancient Seven Flame Flag!

This spiritual treasure contains the seven most famous spiritual flames in this world, one of which is the ancient Earth Lung Poison Fire!

At this time, the flag was gently stretched out, and the seven true flames flashed past, and immediately there was a powerful and unparalleled magic power, sealing off the surrounding area for thousands of miles!

There is fire flowing out of the sky, and red clouds fill the sky!

Zhong Shenxiu looked up and felt the magic power of the ancient soul in this world for the first time!

Under this tyrannical power, it was like a joke to pass that parallel import Yin Shen!

A ray of red cloud swept across, and the target was the eight fire dragons!

Yang Baixuan roared angrily, urging the Vientiane Palace to move.

This person himself has the magic power to return the elixir to a high level, and he can control the Vientiane Palace. Even though Zhong Shenxiu doesn't dare to say that he can easily defeat him.

But under that red glow, his whole body was smashed into the ground, the Vientiane Palace shattered again, and countless magic weapons flew away.

The eight-headed fire dragon escaped from the trap and originally wanted to roar and show off its power, but when it saw the arrival of the spiritual flames of the Ancient Seven Flame Flag, it let out a whimper like a puppy.

Immediately, like a big tonic pill, the ancient Seven Flame Banner used fire to overcome the fire and swallowed it in one gulp!

Li Kunlun didn't even look at these people, nor did he give any explanation. He collected the Ancient Seven Flame Flag and just floated away...