Immortal Devil Transformation

Chapter 18: The Immortal Fights

Nihe year walked on the median axis avenue filled with practitioners and Zhongzhou guard corpses.

One or two of the Zhongzhou Guards rushed towards him, but only close to him and flew out.

His hands didn't even move.

Perhaps there is an instinctive fear of the strong beyond the world, just as the mouse found out it was a cat, and then no Zhongzhou guard approached him.

A wagon slowly moved out of the convoy behind Wen Xuan's body.

The wagon was new, but it seemed like too many roads in a row over the last two days and the axle was very worn out.

The windows and doors of the carriage were closed and too much dust was spilled, giving the impression that the coffin had just been dug out of the dirt.

Ni Henian looked at the wagon and stopped.

“To get to Mount True Dragon, it's still a fairy fight after all. ”

Looking at the carriage passing by and the Nihe year on Palace Avenue, a Zhongzhou Guard preacher smiled bitterly on his face.

Whether it's the Chinese Guards, who are usually covered in silver armor, bright and bright, or the tall, non-cannibalistic fairy college swordsmen, or the thunderous college practitioners who are still in the palace and fighting in China, are just casualties in the hands of these big figures.

The battle was destined to end with Wen Xuan Hu killing the Emperor or the Emperor killing Wen Xuan Hu.

If the Emperor wants to kill Wen Xuan Hu, he must erase the tens of thousands of troops in Wen Xuan Hu's hands, so that practitioners like Ni Henian can cross the army into front of Wen Xuan Hu.

Wen Xuanxun hub wants to kill the emperor, at least rush to Zhenlong Mountain to find the emperor.

At this moment, no matter what the battle between the Zhongzhou Wei and the Thunder Academy practitioners in the palace is, as long as the Zhongzhou Wei is not enough to stop the actions of the Holy Class practitioners, the battle leaves only the Fairy Fight.

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In the eyes of ordinary people, this level of practitioner in Nihe year has certainly not been much different from the fairy. Naturally, he will not notice the look of ordinary sergeant. His eyes are not very clear after being burned by the light. However, he turns his head and removes the blurred vision from the wagon. He looks at Wen Xuanxun, and bluntly says: “In the past, Emperor Zhang and President Zhang were founded, but a group of practitioners of the Residence Clan conspired to rebel and did something unbearable to make President Zhang unbearable. However, because of some extremely rare underground mineral veins, only practitioners of the saint class were able to collect them, President Zhang and Emperor Xian did not execute them, but made them serve hard labour to atone sin. ”

Wen Xuanhui smiled confidently: "Soldier murder weapon, used by the wise. Is it too late for Ni Da to dedicate himself to the story of these people? ”

Ni Henian was always a pair of seniors looking at his descendants' faces, and he shook his head, "I'm just telling you, those people are dead. ”

Wen Xuan's smile converged and his divine color became apathetic and powerful. “When the seven gates fell, Dixie Fei rebelled, these people were doomed to die, but they were saints. Even if they were older and more disabled, you would have to pay a price to kill them. This must be why the two Yongjia offerings and the artisans didn't show up here. ”

“My people are going to attack Jinlong Mountain behind the palace. Did the Yong family kill them at the foot of Jinlong Mountain? I'm afraid these men who fought hard for the eldest grandson, the eldest grandson, won't even let them in, will they?” After a slight meal, Wen Xuanxun said sarcastically.

This sentence sounds pointless, but at a time like Wen Xuanxun, it is natural not to say meaningless things.

“Such words are of no use to me.” Ni Henian looked at Wen Xuanju indifferently: "My interest is not in Mount Zhen Long or anywhere else, I only care about my practice. For me, the value of people like you is less than the Jongcheng of the Zhongjia family and Hebaihao of Xianyi College. This is Zhongzhou City, and I am holy in this world, and this world is enough for me to practice. Conspiracy is of no use to me, because I am invincible in this city, and no one can stop me from killing you. ”

This phrase is overwhelming, yet at this time no one is making a mockery of Niehu.

Because Ni He was invincible in Zhongzhou City.

Since many years ago, practitioners in Zhongzhou City have recognized his invincibility in Zhongzhou City.

In a sense, the existence of Nihe year, many of the world's powerful to the extreme, did not appear in Zhongzhou City.

For those in Zhongzhou City, Nihe year's sentence is irrefutable.

Wen Xuanxun did not speak any more, but turned around and looked at the new one in front of him, but appeared to be the carriage of a servant.

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Who the hell is in the carriage?

The sad Chinese guard preacher in front of him looked at the carriage in shock. In his combat power near the central axis of the palace, he had seen many amazing images, saw a cardboard in the hands of the Emperor and Wen Xuan Hub, and the conversation between Nihe and Wen Xuan Hub made him know that where he could not see, the Emperor and Wen Xuan Hub had also pushed down more cards in his hands.

And now, who exactly is in this carriage? The weight is even heavier than those cards?

The carriage closed the door, and it opened at this moment.

Any ordinary wooden carriage, when the cabin door opens, will have a sound, but when this door opens, there will be no sound, because the door, the moment it opens, burns and instantly turns to ash.

The flame is black and the ashes are black.

Then black smoke came out of the compartment.

A figure covered in black flames and black smoke walked out of the cabin.

Neither did the two horses in front of the carriage make any sound.

Because they are already afraid to squat and make no sound at all.

The compartment also burned behind this shadow, turning into a black ash, like the legendary demon king descending temporarily, the flower of sin in the void.

The carriage was not tall, and any normal person had to bend over to get out, yet the person walked straight out of his body and didn't bend over at all because he didn't have legs.

The thick smoke and flame floated to the height of the two floors of the pavilion, and proceeded. The two horses in front of him also burned coke, giving the smell of stinging nose, and some scattered black smoke, but poured into the shadow, as if it were a sacrifice to the Demon King.

The Commander of the Zhongzhou Guard and some of the Zhongzhou Guard commanders behind him were appalled by the shock and could not make any sound.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a thing in the world.

“I can stop you.” This shadow is filled with black flames and smoke, making a cold noise. His Yunqin language sounded very hard and stubborn, as if two burning stones were friction.

Ni crane year's eyes like pine flower eggs emitted some unusual light. He looked at each other's body covered with Xuan Au Fu Wen, a black robe flowing like lava, and looked at the scepter in the other's hand. He understood the other's identity.

“Just a broken leg.” His face began to glow like a flower to its fullest point.

The elder of Mount Purgatory, who broke his leg, smiled slightly.

Many black flames and flue gases scattered in laughter, like a black swallow flying in the air.

Although he was trained by the palm of the Purgatory Mountain to turn his legs into a cripple and deprived of the identity of the Elder of the Purgatory Mountain, he sat in the Purgatory Mountain for many years in a position more honorable than that of the Emperor. Even in the eyes of people like him, all over the world, all over the world, he's just been teaching one person in the Purgatory Mountains.

So he naturally has Juwei.

Naturally, laughter also contains the mighty majesty and pride of treating the worlds as ants.

“You're just blind, too.” He grinned despicably.

Ni Henian stopped talking.

He started walking toward this mysterious opponent who never really appeared in the world and appeared in Yunqin.

Every step he took, the more converged the breath outside him, a layer of air contracted towards him, forming a thin crystal wall outside him, like a transparent coat, his footsteps were not slow, his feet were light, and the normal man walked no different, and nothing was destroyed along the way, yet the sky above his head suddenly brightened, a light fell from the sky above him, on him.

Broken legs of Purgatory Mountain Elder's laughter converged.

“Some sense. ”

His voice got a little heavy.

And then he started moving too.

The black flames on his body stretched back as he moved forward, while the black smoke from his body was slices of snow, sprinkling forward.

He stretched out his scepter.

The energy between heaven and earth responded quickly.

Thousands of sheets of ash-like thick black smoke gathered together, hidden in the shape of a black skull, flowing towards the year of the Ni crane.

This skull is huge, bigger than the body of Niehu, unspeakable fears and fears.

The face of the year of the Ni crane has also become extremely concentrated.

He stretched out five fingers and five strands of transparent energy whizzed strangely in the air, yet the black smoke that came in front of him, such as a cage, still covered him.

His energy, the sun falling over his head, the surface of the strange twist, a hint of energy, constant disengagement from his body, like a candle fire, turned into black smoke.

Huge skull, like laughing.

The distance between Ni Henian's eyes and the elder of Purgatory Mountain suddenly became incredibly distant.

Ni He year's eyebrows, began to wrinkle deeply, began to think calmly.

He pondered peacefully in such a protracted war.

Because he knew that unless he could figure something out, he would definitely fall in this seemingly endless distance.

At this moment, a flying sword as faint as the shadow of Willow Branch under the moon and night, suddenly flew from the air on the left side of Wen Xuan Hu, and quickly stabbed Wen Xuan Hu's neck.

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Next chapter is at night.