Chapter 1,712 The Function of the Whetstone

"Ants, noisy!"

While Leng Dao controlled the long sword to kill Mo Ying, he spit out a brilliant sword light and killed the Immortal Emperors in an instant, sending their souls flying to pieces.

"You are no match, retreat quickly!"

Mo Ying was reborn again and said these words.

"You'd better take care of yourself first!" Leng Dao looked at Mo Ying with indifferent eyes and killed her again.

This time, Mo Ying was not reborn immediately.

"Isn't the source of immortality not enough?"

Leng Dao saw hope.

However, at the next moment, Mo Ying suddenly reborn, and instantly sacrificed all her strength, slashing out a terrifying sword energy. The speed was so fast that even Leng Dao had no time to react, and a large amount of sword energy penetrated her body.

"Damn it, you dare to attack me!"

Leng Dao was not injured.

The battle armor he was wearing was a defensive Immortal Emperor Soldier of the 60th Immortal Emperor level. It could distort space, directly distort Mo Ying's sword energy, and then slash it out from behind, giving people the illusion that the sword energy penetrated the body.

But in reality, he was unscathed.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Mo Ying was reborn again, slashing out billions of sword energy in an instant, and condensed into a fierce sword energy that was ten thousand feet long in mid-air, and stabbed out fiercely.

"Little tricks."

Leng Dao blew out a sword light and broke Mo Ying's sword energy, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Since you are immortal, let me spare your life first and kill you later."

Leng Dao doesn't want to waste time.

His purpose was very clear, and he specifically selected the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect who were not immortal.

Once he succeeds, he immediately flees.

In this way, the maximum assassination efficiency can be guaranteed.

Whoosh!

The cold knife escaped into the void and disappeared.

Mo Ying raised her sword to pursue him, but after thinking about it, she sheathed the sword and used the "Secret Technique of Soul Resurrection" to resurrect the immortal emperors who had just been killed.

Crack!

During this period, several more thunderbolts struck down, but because Mo Ying only resurrected a few low-level immortal emperors, the backlash he suffered was not serious. Just blowing out a breath of sword energy was enough to chop the falling thunderbolts into pieces without any harm.

"Thank you Immortal Emperor Moying!"

"Immortal Emperor, please accept my knee!"

Several Immortal Emperors knelt in the void.

"There's no need for that. Today's battle started because of me. Now, I'm leaving first. If you have any questions for me, you can go to the China Piaomiao Sect."

Mo Ying turned into sword light and escaped into the distant sky.

Above the ancient stars.

Those Immortal Emperors and dozens of Immortal Lords looked towards the direction where Mo Ying disappeared, their eyes full of admiration.

…

Small universe, Holy Land Continent.

Li Jiaojiao and dozens of other disciples who were good at spiritual cooking were finally resurrected and stood in front of Ye Feng.

"He was the one who killed you, right?"

Ye Feng released the portrait of Leng Dao.

"Yes, that's him. This person's cultivation level is extremely high, probably more than the fifty-level Immortal Emperor. I only remember that this person seems to be very young, with a bone age of less than ten thousand years. I didn't expect that there are such evil geniuses in the world."

Li Jiaojiao looked shocked.

"Fake." Ye Feng shrugged, "This person's name is Leng Dao. He is not a genius, but an ancient immortal emperor from the Black Hell Demon Sect. Don't be surprised, after reincarnation in the reincarnation pool, the bone age will decrease."

"Huh!"

Li Jiaojiao blinked.

"Don't be surprised, I am not the creator of the reincarnation pool." Ye Feng said frankly, "The original version of the reincarnation pool was created by the Black Evil Immortal Emperor of the Black Hell Demon Sect, but it has drawbacks. It requires the body to be reincarnated, so that Bone age is reduced and evil thoughts are weakened.”

"I see!"

Li Jiaojiao and the surrounding disciples were all surprised.

Ye Feng continued:

"I obtained a reincarnation pool through special channels. Based on this, I can upgrade it. There is no need to seize the body, and there is no limit on the number of times it can be used. It can increase the potential infinitely."

"So, Leng Dao is actually an ancient prisoner of the Black Hell Demon Sect. Let me tell you, why are there suddenly so many top geniuses in this world? It turns out that it is just an illusion caused by lowering the bone age."

Li Jiaojiao looked stunned.

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.

"Master, since you know that Leng Dao is not of the younger generation, can you kill him and vent our anger?"

Li Jiaojiao looked hopeful.

"I won't take action." Ye Feng shook his head.

"Ah?" Li Jiaojiao was confused.

"It's just a sixty-level Immortal Emperor. I can kill him by blowing a breath from the air. But what's the point? I decided to keep the cold knife as a whetstone for you disciples."

Ye Feng expressed his decision.

After everyone heard this, they understood Ye Feng's intention.

"Okay, you have been resurrected, and you all have the ultimate immortal body. Although you cannot be killed, you can be imprisoned. If you are sealed somewhere by a strong person, it is almost as good as death."

Ye Feng warned.

"yes."

Li Jiaojiao and other disciples nodded, and then were sent out of the Holy Land Continent by Ye Feng.

Misty Peak.

"Jiaojiao, you are finally resurrected."

Seeing Li Jiaojiao and his group appear out of thin air, Huo Yunjie, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately rushed over and hugged Li Jiaojiao, for fear of losing him.

Ten years ago, they were brothers and sisters.

Today, ten years later, their relationship has gone beyond being from the same family. To Huo Yunjie, Li Jiaojiao is closer than his own sister and is an indispensable relative.

"Brother, I'm fine."

Li Jiaojiao looked up at Huo Yunjie, her pretty face full of joy, "If I hadn't died once, I wouldn't have known you had died once too!"

"Haha!" Huo Yunjie smiled and let go of his hands, "Thanks to the Master Master. If it weren't for him, I don't know that after dying once, I would be resurrected by him and gain invulnerable immortality."

"Yes!" Li Jiaojiao nodded, her eyes filled with coldness when she thought of Leng Dao, "However, Leng Dao is really hateful. He kills everyone on sight. When we are strong enough, we must kill him."

"Cold knife?" Huo Yunjie's face turned cold.

"You also know about Leng Dao?"

A cold voice sounded.

Mo Ying came here with a sharp sword on his back.

"I was killed by a cold knife." Li Jiaojiao said with cold eyes, "If the master uncle hadn't resurrected us, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to see me."

"If this person is not eliminated, he will become a disaster."

Mo Ying said coldly.

"Jiaojiao, do you know who Leng Dao is?" Huo Yunjie asked.

"The master uncle told me that this person is an ancient prisoner of the Black Hell Demon Sect. He used the reincarnation pool of the Black Hell Demon Sect to reduce his bone age and weaken his evil thoughts, so he looks like a genius of the younger generation."

Li Jiaojiao announced the secret.

"He's actually the Immortal Emperor of the Black Hell Demon Sect?"

"etc!"

"What did you just say, that the Black Hell Demon Sect also has a reincarnation pool?"

Huo Yunjie, Mo Ying and others were shocked.

Li Jiaojiao was about to tell the origin of the reincarnation pool, and then the disciples knew the specific situation.

"I see. The Black Evil Immortal Emperor must have never imagined that the reincarnation pool he created would be transformed into an infinite reincarnation pool with no limit on the number of times it can be used, which can increase its potential infinitely."

Huo Yunjie couldn't help laughing.

"If Immortal Emperor Black Evil knew that our Piaomiao Sect had an upgraded version of the reincarnation pool, he would probably be angry and cry, right?"

Long Tianxing snickered.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. We should think carefully about how to kill Leng Dao."

Mo Ying held the hilt of the sword with murderous intent on her face.

[ps: Good night! 】