Chapter 1364

Immortal King Yiqi and Immortal King Jade Cauldron looked at this scene thoughtfully.

The two looked at each other, but neither of them followed Immortal King Xin Yan, but immediately set out to surround and kill Immortal King White Horse.

They didn't care whether Xin Yan stabbed Long Yan in the back.

Among all the Immortal Kings, Long Yan has the least qualifications, but now he is the most valued by Emperor Yan.

Various elixirs and immortal weapons are given as rewards.

They have long been disgusted with it.

If Long Yan died, they would be happy in their hearts.

As for how he died, that has nothing to do with them.

Maybe he ran into a real fairyland monster that was hungry and looking for food.

Or maybe they encountered the second-level corpse immortal who was wreaking havoc on one side.

He was even struck to death by lightning for no apparent reason.

The laws of heaven are impermanent, who can say for sure?

But right now, the White Horse Immortal King traveling across the Southern Wilderness has made real achievements.

If you can kill him, it will be a great achievement!

If he were captured alive, it would be even better!

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Chu Xuan stood on a high place and had a panoramic view of everything through the light borer and the earth-piercing armor.

He looked at the vast desert outside Longyan City, and there seemed to be a line spreading far into the distance in his eyes.

"Long Yan used the Shiling Spring too much, and the aura of the Shiling Spring on her body is very heavy. No matter how far she escapes or how deep she hides, I can still find her with the induction between the Shiling Spring."

"Huh? A man in black also chased after him. He was wearing a long strip wrapped in gray cloth, with a mysterious aura and amazing escape speed... Could it be the Evil Sword Immortal Lord?"

He withdrew his gaze and turned to the grand ceremony stands.

"This strange tree is really powerful."

"Now it is gradually withering. I wonder if it can be recycled?"

He waved his hand casually, and tens of thousands of light spirit borers followed Long Yan away.

He looked towards the grand ceremony stand again.

The crimson magic tree was still hundreds of feet tall just now, but now less than a hundred breaths have passed and it has shrunk to fifty feet.

And it continues to shrink.

As for the Blood Evil Infant Fruit that had nine heads rushing out to devour flesh and blood, they were all dying now.

Even the flight was extremely slow, like a bee covered in dew in the morning.

It doesn't seem to be much of a threat anymore.

He did not fall to the grand ceremony stand immediately.

Because he knew that there must be people like him waiting around, waiting for the outcome of the Immortal King's fight, so that they could rush out and take the chestnuts from the fire.

This crimson magic tree was enough to make both Long Yan and Immortal King Xin Yan change their expressions. It was an extraordinary creature and must have aroused their interest.

Sure enough, less than twenty breaths after Xin Yan and others left, someone couldn't hold himself back and appeared in the grand ceremony stand.

After this person appeared, several more figures appeared immediately.

Without exception, these people all have fierce eyes.

They obviously saw how powerful the magic tree was, and they all came for it.

A lean man with a scar on his face laughed strangely, "Hey, I want this magic tree. If you don't want to die, just..."

Before he finished speaking, the sword flashed and his voice froze in place.

Looking at it again, it was clear that the body and head were separated.

The headless body gushed out blood and fell to the sky.

A sword cultivator brushed off the blood and put away his sword, and sneered, "That's a lot of nonsense. My name is Ghost Sword. This demon tree is mine. If you are wise, get out of here!"

The next moment, another person came out and beat the "Ghost Sword" with a few shots until he vomited blood.

It's really you who sings and I come on stage.

Henry Chu was also happy to see it.

A group of monks in the Tribulation Stage were having a great time fighting.

I just don’t know why no Celestial Realm monk took action.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled a scent of sweet blood.

"Giggle, geek, you guys are fighting endlessly for the leader's magic tree. It's really boring."

Delicate laughter sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a charming and charming woman walked over.

Behind him was a burly man.

The expressions of those monks in the Tribulation Stage who were fighting each other suddenly changed.

The smarter ones immediately turned around and ran away without hesitation.

However, even so, it was still too slow.

Poof.

Blood streaks appeared out of thin air and instantly transformed the monks who were flying in the air into hedgehogs.

His soul could not escape either and was sealed within the corpse.

Seeing this iconic method, someone finally screamed.

"Destroy Life and Confer God's Evil Silk!"

"It's the Blood King, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the White Horse Society!"

As soon as his voice fell, his heart was pricked with blood.

The charming woman covered her mouth and smiled softly, her every frown and every smile filled with seductive desire.

The few remaining cultivators in the Tribulation Stage had the instinct to escape, but when they glanced at her inadvertently, they immediately fell into despair.

He murmured in his mouth, drooled, and walked over by himself.

The result was naturally penetrated by countless blood threads, sucking all the essence and blood from his body.

The Tiger King praised, "After my wife was promoted to the seventh level of the Immortal, her immortal skills have improved even more!"

The Blood King chuckled, "That's natural. My Life-Destroying God-Conferring Evil Silk is a rare Blood Dao Immortal Technique."

"It's a pity that it's just a fragment of the magic that was stripped out of a true fairyland magic."

"If I can get the original chapter of the Immortal Technique, I can defeat the ninth-level Immortal with just my cultivation of the seventh-level Immortal!"

The Blood King waved his jade hand, and countless blood threads were suspended in the air, like red pythons waiting for opportunities.

She looked around, covered her mouth and smiled softly, "Everyone, don't look at it again. This thing is the treasure of the leader of my family."

"If you continue to look at me, I will dig out your eyes."

There must be some casual cultivators from the Celestial Realm nearby watching.

The leader's order was to collect the magic tree and a bunch of treasures and flee quickly.

Although the strength of the scattered cultivators hiding in the dark is not strong, they will be a big trouble if they rush forward.

Now is obviously not the time to waste time.

This way of establishing prestige is to force these people to retreat.

In the Blood King's perception, those vague sights retreated one after another.

The reputation of the White Horse Club is enough to deter a group of villains.

The Blood King raised a sarcastic arc on his cherry lips.

What a bunch of cowards.

She stretched out her palm and was about to uproot the Earthly Evil Blood Drinking Demon Tree.

Now this demon tree has no resistance at all, and the whole trunk is sick, like a candle in the wind.

Anyone can take it as long as they want, without any conditions.

At this time.

A flaming giant hand suddenly fell from the sky and pointed directly at the Blood King.

The latter's hair stood on end, and he immediately retreated subconsciously.

Boom!

The place covered by the giant hand has been burned to ashes.

Only the demon tree was still standing sickly.

"Who is it?!"

The Blood King looked around with a cold expression.

The Tiger King recognized the giant flaming palm and his expression changed slightly, "It's him! It's the master who is chasing me!"

The Blood King sneered, "Come out! Don't hide!"

A young man in black appeared out of thin air, smiled slightly, pointed his finger, and three consecutive Lihuo Daluo Immortal Palms broke through the air!

The force was heavy and the heat was rolling!

The Blood King shouted, and countless blood threads gathered and condensed into a blood-colored giant wall, blocking in front of him.

Boom!

The three giant palms fell, but only evaporated about one-tenth of the blood threads.

The blood-colored giant wall still stood.

The Blood King sneered, "Is this what you call a ninth-level master of the Heavenly Immortal?"

The Tiger King smiled awkwardly.

At this time, the black-clothed young man in the sky said again, "Lihuo Daluo Immortal Palm, go!"

Boom boom boom!

Six consecutive flaming palms fell from the sky again!