After being reborn, she became a pet junior sister in the world of cultivating immortals

As soon as Pei Nanxun walked forward, those immortal killers and demons rushed forward.

Lan Xiaohe glanced over there, but he wasn't worried because Pei Nanxun's strength lay there.

Pei Nanxun held the sword in both hands, turned his wrists, and the sword energy flew out in a circle.

The sword energy shook, and all around him were immortal killers and demons.

Pei Nanxun was determined to move forward, except for those who were able to fight with him at the same cultivation level, other immortal killers and demons could not do it.

Lan Xiaohe also got away and looked at the Immortal Killer and Demon Race in front of him.

"The head of Yunmengze is trapped in the magic weapon, and we have to end it as soon as possible."

The two masters who were fighting against Han Zhao were obviously invincible, so they could only retreat first.

Han Zhao glanced at Tao Yanzhi who was trapped in the clock, and sneered twice.

The Mozun's strength has recovered so much, he doesn't believe that Chu Changsheng will not die, and then let Tao Yan alone watch the world of cultivating immortals completely crumble.

The two masters looked at each other in dismay. When the three of them beat Han Zhao before, they had never worked so hard.

Han Zhao also survived the battle between immortals and demons more than 500 years ago. At that time, they were not the head of the sect, and their cultivation base was low.

Seeing such a scene, they could only retreat first. Han Zhao was indeed difficult to deal with.

Tao Yanzhi was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, but he knew that no one could help him now.

"Brother, cover me in the past." Pei Nanxun said to Lan Xiaohe.

Lan Xiaohe reacted quickly, letting the sky-filled sword intent fall, and Pei Nanxun touched the ground with his toes, his whole body was like an arrow flying from the string, and the green spiritual power exploded between the immortal killer and the demons.

The Immortal Killer and the Demon Race who were thrown away were lying on the ground, only a phantom of Pei Nanxun could be seen.

Lan Xiaohe looked at Pei Nanxun's direction and secretly sweated.

Pei Nanxun's goal was in the direction of Tao Yanzhi, but Han Zhao stopped him before he arrived.

When Han Zhao slashed down with his sword, Pei Nanxun could only stop and retreat.

He had known that Han Zhao would come over, and Han Zhao was indeed fast. He was still chasing the two masters just now, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The difference in cultivation made Pei Nanxun a little uncertain, but fortunately, the two masters rushed over quickly.

The three of them stood together and looked at Han Zhao opposite.

"The most famous son of heaven in the world of cultivating immortals, Yun Lan's apprentice, I know you." Han Zhao looked lazy, hiding a bit of jealousy.

Han Zhao has never been a genius, he is mediocre, relying on time and hard work, if he hadn't lived hundreds of years longer than these people, he should now be a member of the immortal killers and demons below.

So when he saw someone like Pei Nanxun, jealousy arose in his heart for no reason.

If he had Pei Nanxun's aptitude, then the second demon king would be him.

Unfortunately, everything is delusional.

Pei Nanxun held his sword and looked at Han Zhao, naturally he didn't miss the jealous look in his eyes.

It has to be said that if Han Zhao was not of mediocre aptitude, he could really become the next Demon Lord.

There has been no great fortune in 500 years, and Han Zhao can only be inferior to others.

"Rescue Master Tao first." Pei Nanxun said lightly.

The two heads naturally thought the same way. Without Tao Yanzhi, they couldn't cope with Han Zhao.

"Little friend Pei must be careful, your cultivation base is too far behind his, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight."

Of course Pei Nanxun understood, and he was always careful when he made a move.

Han Zhao looked at the three of them coldly, and took the lead.

Tao Yanzhi's pupils shrank slightly.