Immortal Devil Transformation

The elegant pure white sword, like a heavenly iron rod, broke into the left hand of the Elder of Purgatory Mountain and deeply fell into the chest of the Elder of Purgatory Mountain.

All Yunqin military personnel and reckless officials inside and outside Chiba Guan, the Red Robe of Purgatory Mountain, are all frightened and speechless.

Even these Purgatory Mountain Red Robe priests who kneel down are the first to see the true face of this Purgatory Mountain Elder.

The Elder of Purgatory Mountain, formerly in a black smoke and black fire wrap, was like a dry body.

His white, sparse hair sprinkled across his head without anger, his face like a dry skull, completely devoid of any flesh and blood.

The colour of his skin was green and grey, like the colour of a body that had been tanned with some kind of medicine for many years.

I don't see how old he is.

But you can imagine how old he is, how old he is, how old he can still live, how much he can fight, how much precious drugs he needs to consume, how much human and financial resources he spends.

At this moment, the old man of Purgatory Mountain, like a dry corpse, has all the colors of awesomeness, anger and horror on his face.

No sound.

Because the air outside him was all blown away by the sword, almost forming a vacuum.

One can imagine the power of this sword.

In exchange for any saint of Yunqin, by such a sword into his body, he must have died at this moment.

Yet the elder of Purgatory Mountain, who looks as fragile as dry wood, is still alive.

He was forgotten by Ye Love, the sword hole penetrated the palm of his hand, and countless tiny cracks spread over his arms.

His chest was stabbed with a long sword, which also receded, forming a crack.

It's just these cracks, and there's no blood coming out of them.

Nihe's eyebrows wrinkled at this moment.

He had long known that every Elder of Purgatory Mountain was an old monster who lived longer than he did, and that every Elder of Purgatory Mountain had his own means.

He now understands that the true secret of the Purgatory Mountain Elder is not only his magic cage, which plays the magic song, but his true secret, as well as his body.

In his long years of practice, the Elder of the Purgatory Mountain has truly transformed his body into a zombie-like existence.

……

Zhantai Shaotang only feels extremely dry in his eyes and mouth.

He knew that even if the body of the Elder of Purgatory Mountain had been completely dry like a wind, the Elder of Purgatory Mountain would surely not have lived as long as his body had been cut to pieces or his head cut off.

Only in this class of confrontation, the gap between life and death is very small in itself.

So Ni Henian felt sorry for the loss of Ye Love, felt that Ye Love must die, some unhappy.

So Zhantai Shaotang also felt that Ye Love must have died.

……

The mighty roar of the Elder of Purgatory Mountain finally came out when the air returned to his side.

Because there was no barrier between black smoke and black fire, his voice this time appeared extraordinarily loud and even scarier and weird compared to his dry body.

He had no idea that Ye Forgetfulness could expose him to true death.

He also knows that Ye forgot that even with Mr. Lan's swordplay enlightenment, there is still a huge gap between his strength and his own. He lost, just because he was afraid of dying, and when the sword fought back, he chose defense for fear of dying the first time.

At this moment, he also had no choice. Only by killing Ye Loving by the quickest means, despite this flying sword, would he be able to continue deep and cut without being forgotten by Ye Loving.

So in his roar, Ye forgot the shock of all the black chains outside his body, and a fiercer flame erupted!

Leaf-forgotten skin is already yellow and extremely weak.

All of his energy is concentrated in the sword of forgetfulness that pierces the bosom of the Elder of Purgatory Mountain. Even Ni Henian is certain that he cannot resist the resistance of the Elder of Purgatory Mountain. His body will soon burn and become coke.

Yet at this point, his fingertips flowed with a hint of sword.

This slight sword did not pierce any group of hot air coming at him, but pierced the side of the lower highway.

There was a mess that had been smashed in a previous collision of forces.

Yet there seems to be a symbol, deep beneath the rocks.

A clear blade of light emerges from the rocks and punctures the surrounding heat with the same smell as the surrounding Qianxia Mountains.

Qianxia Mountain seems to be alive.

Countless swordlights, flying out of the rocks, out of the bushes, cut in the flames of hot air, cut on the burning black chains.

Previously, the fiercest wave strike of the Immortal College could not break open the chains of the magic flame, but by these swords it was possible to expand outward.

Elder Purgatory Mountain's breathing stopped completely.

He reacted instantly to what had happened, and yet he was no longer able to stop it.

Ni crane year's cloudy eyes all brightened up, trying to hit the festival to admire.

“Heavenly Sword! ”

Xianyi College no longer exists, but there are practitioners from Xianyi College in Chiba Guan, so someone made such a shock.

More people wake up in such a voice.

He Baihe, who truly understood the Heavenly Sword, had died in battle.

Ye forgot to spend a long time with He Bai Hao.

He Baihao said that the true Heavenly Sword had been lost.

Now Ye forgot that the power of this sword array cannot be compared to the true Heavenly Sword.

So Ye forgot just to skip some of the essence of the Heavenly Sword.

Just at this time, this change is enough.

No one has had time to get involved.

“Pfft” squealed.

The elder's chest in Purgatory Mountain was recessed a few more points, and the blade tip of the pure white sword penetrated from his back, leaving countless tiny dust streaming out of the wounds on his palms and chest.

The pure white flying sword vibrates upwards.

However, he was not cut directly from the chest to the skull in half, as a regular practitioner, but instead led to the continued spread and spread of those cracks in his chest.

A tiny piece of dry flesh fell out of these cracks like chips.

And then it gets bigger.

His chest collapsed completely.

The head and neck are unsupported and fall like a skull that has been wind-dried for years.

All the black chains lost their soul power, turned into a pile of numbness and fell to the ground.

Leaf Forgetfulness is no longer stable.

All his hair has turned to burnt ash and his whole body seems to have lost 20 pounds of weight.

But he's still alive.

There was a silence inside and outside Chiba Guan.

Suddenly, a Purgatory Mountain Red Robe cleric cried out for a heartbreak.

All the Purgatory Mountain Red Robe clerics screamed in tearing hearts and lungs.

Several elder priests jumped in front of the elder's body, but no matter how they screamed, no matter how they picked up their heads and pieces, it was impossible to bring the elder of Purgatory Mountain back to life.

In the scream of ripping hearts and lungs, a red flying sword flew like a lava towards the leaves of oblivion.

“Ding.”

In itself, there are some six-godless flying swords, which are easily chopped down like a dragonfly by Hu Yiyi's sword.

Zhantai Shaotang embraced Ye Love, pulled out the water bag, but did not dare to give Ye Love a large mouthful of water.

“Let me do it. ”

At this moment, a voice rang out like a book.

A black robe professor at Qingyu College with a strong book rage walked out of Chiba Guan to Zhantai Shaotang and Ye Forgotten.

Chiba Guan's supreme guardian loyal to Emperor Yunqin's face was extremely shocked when the Elder of Purgatory Mountain was killed and turned iron blue.

Chiba Guan is just a place without a lot of bullets.

But as the supreme general here, at a time when the Alliance was the most heavily guarded, he didn't even know such a college professor was hiding in the bungalow of the Military Medical Service!

In Chiba Guan, how many Qingyu college people are hiding!

If such a fact were returned to the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, how could the tyrannical and sceptical general in the Imperial City believe he was loyal to him?

……

Zhantai Shaotang knew Ankoye.

So the moment he heard Anchoy's voice, he was in a relaxed mood.

He swept to Anchoy's side at the fastest speed and gave Leaf Love to the black robe professor.

Of course, Ni Henian also saw the emergence of Anchoy.

He was suddenly caught in contemplation, finding himself ignoring a fact and forgetting someone as crucial as Shaotang Zhantai.

This man is one of the reasons why Emperor Yunqin is becoming increasingly violent.

Princess Yun Qin Chang, Changsun Muyue!

After escaping from Zhongzhou City, Emperor Yunqin was unable to locate her.

Although strong, after the civil unrest, the Emperor Yun Qin has deliberately cleansed the border guards and exchanged them. I am afraid that it will be difficult to make Ye Love lay some sword marks here first, let alone hide Anchor in Guan.

So there's only one possibility.

Sun Muyue, the elder princess of Yun Qin who knows some secret institutions of the Emperor Yun Qin and is familiar with the means of the Emperor Yun Qin, and also has some power of her own in the Chapel, was not on the side of her brother, the Emperor Yun Qin, at least in the confrontation between Qingyuan College and Purgatory Mountain, but on the side of Qingyuan College.

On the highway outside Chiba Guan, the red robe clerics of Purgatory Mountain fell into sorrow and chaos.

The appearance of the red flying sword showed the presence of the saint in it, yet no one even dared to pounce towards Hu Huaiyi and Zhantai Light Tang after the sword was directly shot down by Hu Huaiyi.

If the elder of Purgatory Mountain were not present, the hundreds of Red Robe priests would certainly not have done so, and the siege would have already begun.

But the elder Zhuwei was too heavy, and since they were brought here, they naturally saw the elder as their master, as a god, as a pillar. Now that the elder is dead, they have no idea, like a bunch of children who have lost their parents.

In the chaos of these Purgatory Mountain clerics, trying to figure out that I ignored the year of the crane of the elder grandson Mu Moon, instead, the corner of my mouth filled with joy.

This drama is getting bigger and bigger and bigger.

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What is the understanding that coughing gets worse and spirits get better?