Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 486: Heaven does not need you to kneel, you are not worthy
Swish!Swish!
Wu Jun's demon soul may not be able to fully unleash the power of this stone.

But even so, its speed is still much faster than the other three great demons at the twelfth level of Return to Void, which is enough to prove how terrifyingly thick its bloodline is.

More importantly, the Zhenshi represents the demon's most powerful state.

The three generals of the Turtle Army that appeared were all familiar faces, already very old.

In an instant, Wu Jun caught up with the two figures in front.

It leaped up fiercely, and the golden patterns on its body spread out again, exuding a mysterious aura, like an indestructible shield, blocking the two.

"Uncles, can't you see your nephew? Where are you going in such a hurry?"

Wu Jun gave a sinister smile, and the scar on his face opened and closed slightly.

But its clenched fingers and the action of immediately casting golden patterns revealed its inner uneasiness.

With the cultivation level of the twelfth level of Return to Void, he is already considered a top-level powerhouse in Nanhong.

Going higher up, they are either elders of the immortal sect or powerful monsters in the Dragon Palace. At the very least, they are the trump cards guarding a certain force.

Fighting one against three, Wu Jun didn't even have a 10% chance of winning.

But as a guardian stone, even if it breaks here today, it must buy enough time for its master to escape.

"No matter how well you pretend, you're just a dead thing. Why bother, Sect Master Shen?"

The Third Uncle of the Turtle Demon came over from a distance at a leisurely pace, staring into Wu Jun's eyes.

It was quite familiar with spirit puppets. It knew that Shen Yi was definitely the one controlling this seemingly lifelike stone puppet.

As he spoke, two other hunched figures also cast indifferent glances at him.

The next moment, golden patterns spread out all over the sky at the same time. The three of them used their full strength to activate their magical powers and forced Wu Jun back without a doubt.

The dense golden lines covered the entire mountain range like a dragnet.

"Hurry up and get rid of him. We still have work to do."

Compared to a fake sect leader who no one cares about, the real Taoist is more important.

The moment when the hoarse voice spread across the sky.

The three figures disappeared at the same time, and the raging murderous intent had completely enveloped Wu Jun.

Back to Basics.

There was no huge noise, but all the monstrous demonic energy was condensed between the sharp blades.

This terrifying demon body can make immortal sect cultivators jealous, and every move he makes has the power to move mountains and seas.

click-

Wu Jun made a dodgy move for the first time, and the scarlet blade energy fell along his shoulder, tearing the mountain range under his feet apart. The entire land and water tilted with a rumbling sound, as if it was about to sink into the water.

It wasn't given much time to react.

A withered hand like an eagle's claw seemed to have calculated Wu Jun's reaction, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to strike his back fiercely.

If it were a normal monk or a demon.

Just this one palm is enough to take out its heart.

Click! Click!
The equally old turtle demon withdrew his hand, and his eyes moved away from Wu Jun's pierced heart and fell on the pile of rubble in his palm.

Squeeze it hard.

However, the stone did not turn into powder, but instead squeezed out a pool of blood plasma.

It is pure and thick golden turtle blood.

It looks like a puppet made of stone, but in fact it is made of flesh and blood.

Just one glance and you can see the cruelty.

This strange scene made the old man narrow his eyes slightly: "I didn't expect that Sect Master Shen is also an evil cultivator. When he starts fighting, he is more ruthless than us demons. Do you want to consider joining the Dragon Palace?"

"call……"

Although Wu Jun's bloodline and cultivation have been improved, but from actual experience, in front of these people, he is still that cucumber egg at the tenth level of Return to Void.

You can't beat him for sure.

However, it doesn't mind if the other party is willing to say a few more words.

Anyway, all it wants is to give its master enough time to escape.

At this moment, the third person who had not appeared before quietly stood behind Wu Jun, stabbed his fingertips into the flaws between the golden patterns, and raised the corner of his mouth in a mocking tone: "We are just joking, do you think you deserve it?"

After slaughtering so many lives in the Turtle Army, you still want to join the Dragon Palace? It's a daydream.

There is no chance that the Shen family will ever have the chance to see the seven dragon grandchildren.

The three turtle generals showed almost perfect coordination in their first attack.

This group of demons is the main reason why Ke Laoqi can hold on to his position.

boom!
It is obvious that he has a high level of cultivation and his bloodline is superior to the other three.

But Wu Jun was blown away again by that finger, as if he had no power to fight back at all.

at the same time.

The third uncle of the turtle clan was already holding a long knife diagonally, standing in the direction where Wu Jun fell, looking up indifferently. His five fingers slowly grasped the handle of the knife.

The demonic power as thick as blood plasma all flowed into the blade.

The entire sky was covered with scarlet, like the sunset at its peak, and the murderous aura was layered like surging waves.

"..."

The third uncle of the turtle clan was stunned for a moment. The scarlet color all over the sky naturally had its reasons, but it was not entirely due to that.

Amid the red clouds, the roar of a ferocious beast was heard.

A towering Taoist palace stood in the sky, accompanied by nine demons. A scarlet figure sitting on a cushion opened his eyes and looked down.

As the stone skin peeled off, six brand new pillars appeared at the top of the hall.

On top of the pillar was a face that was vaguely familiar to Uncle San.

It seemed like I had seen them all in the Turtle Army. They were all very good young men. I remember they were the ones who followed Wu Jun to Xuanyue City to welcome the bride.

They were all trapped in the Taoist pillars, and instead turned their ferocious gazes towards himself.

Of course, it can make the great demon at the twelfth level of Return to Void fall into a stagnation.

It’s definitely not just because of a few juniors.

What actually made its pupils shrink.

It is this seven-and-a-half-story Taoist palace, filled with suffocatingly dense purple air.

There is no other color throughout.

It seems that in the eyes of heaven and earth, apart from the primordial purple energy, there is no other gift that can be worthy of such a heavenly palace.

There are a total of six purple meanings, and each one is far richer than a normal person can comprehend.

What kind of darling of heaven and earth must one be to own such a flawless Taoist palace?

In an instant, heavenly music sounded all around.

Purple air comes from the east.

Rushing towards the newly cast eighth layer.

At this moment, a hint of doubt flashed across Uncle San's eyes, and he even put down the long knife he had raised.

It was just because the fairy music suddenly stopped, as if the heaven and earth were declaring their dissatisfaction, and that purple air... actually changed direction and rushed towards him.

It is a golden-patterned turtle monster, yet it can attract the attention of heaven and earth?
Such a strange thing has never happened in Nanhong.

"Third brother! Get out of the way!"

The hoarse roars of the other two brothers rang in Uncle San’s ears!
It watched the purple air pass through its body, then ignored it and rushed backwards.

The hunchbacked old man finally realized what was going on.

It quickly retracted the golden patterns to protect itself, and looked behind it in horror.

behind him.

A young man was standing sideways.

The slightly messy hair swayed slightly, golden flames danced on the white jade face, and the eyes were filled with purple-gold color without any sadness or joy.

The black shirt rolled up, taking the last of the purple energy into his body.

As his sleeves fluttered, his hand, covered with silver-gray hideous wrist armor, indifferently clenched the domineering dragon spear.

With the blessing of the Dacheng Guixu Immortal Armor.

Tian Yan Si Jiu coordinated with the Qinglong Star-Breaking Spear to perform his best.

In that moment.

The third uncle from the turtle clan even felt as if he looked up and saw the desolate blue sky.

The purple-gold flame roared and swept across, as if igniting a brilliant glow in the blue sky.

Accompanied by a deafening dragon roar!

puff-

Shen Yi held the spear calmly, and the spear pierced through the hunchbacked old man's neck. The dragon-head-like spear blade greedily swallowed the blood plasma.

puff.

The third uncle of the turtle clan was still immersed in the blue sky that only he could see. Among the curling clouds, there seemed to be countless pairs of condescending eyes hidden, watching him indifferently.

It fell to its knees, the sword falling from its hand.

He even had the urge to kowtow, but the spear was holding him, so he couldn't bend his body.

Shen Yi casually drew out his spear, and the blade turned into a silver moon and swept past, chopping off the dazed head.

With this action, it turned into two silent big words.

No gift required——

(End of this chapter)