Jian Yixin crushed the Yin-Yang fish in his hand, and the formation began instantly.

At this moment, the three of them are in that world.

But at this moment, Jian Yixin became the master of that world.

Twelve giant swords surrounded the two again from the sky and the ground.

"This must be what they call a fight with someone in his own way. It's a pity that you are the first to come in after getting such a treasure."

Bu looked at Wuhui.

"He will not be able to hold out for long if he uses his own strength to launch a large formation. We should defend on the spot and gather our vitality. Perhaps we can win."

Jian Yixin naturally heard what they said, but he didn't say anything and just smiled.

"It is said that the Supreme Palace is a place where you can forget about love, give up all thoughts, and transcend the mundane world. But if you have never experienced the suffering of the mundane world, how can you say you have transcended the mundane world?"

“The first hardship is the scorching heat.”

As soon as the words fell, the temperature in the sword formation rose sharply.

Beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the two palace masters.

The water in the body is lost visibly, and the body becomes visibly shriveled, especially for children who look like children.

Chapter 561: Chaos Immortal Execution Formation - Natural and Man-Made Disasters

Jian Yixin thought it was almost done.

"The second hardship is heavy rain."

Heavy rain began to pour down in the sword formation again.

The two men were beaten so hard that they could hardly straighten their backs.

"The third suffering is the severe cold."

The temperature in the formation dropped suddenly, and the previous heavy rain turned into frost, making the two men shiver.

Although the suffering here is not the same as that in the mortal world, the two people in the formation at this moment are just suppressed and are stronger than ordinary people.

“The fourth suffering is the locust plague.”

Locusts all over the sky attacked the two people in the formation and ate them.

The two of them still gritted their teeth and stood firm.

Jian Yixin was somewhat impressed by the fact that they had survived the locust plague.

"To be honest, I feel sorry for you guys. There's only one more level to go. Hang in there."

"The fifth suffering, the plague."

As soon as the words came out, the two began to feel hot and cold, their bodies itched, their skin began to develop sores and pus, and the skin began to rot and fester.

In fact, they were a little bit exhausted, but when they heard that it was the last level, they toughed it out.

"Okay, congratulations to you two, congratulations to you two, for passing the five sufferings of the world, let's take a break and continue to experience the sufferings of the world."

The two men's defense was broken.

"Didn't you say this was the last level? You might as well just kill us."

Jian Yixin smiled slightly.

The sufferings in the world can be divided into natural disasters and man-made disasters. This is indeed the last level of natural disasters, but there are also man-made disasters. Don't worry, you will be full of energy for the next level.

As he spoke, a light rain began to fall in the Sword Sect, nourishing the two men. Their injuries were visibly healing.

"You two have almost finished your training, so I will continue."

"The greatest suffering in the world is the breaking of all bones and muscles."

The two men screamed.

After screaming, Jian Yixin started crying again.

"The second pain is heartbreak."

The two of them spat out a large amount of blood.

"The third suffering is having your eyes gouged out and your heart dug out."

"The fourth suffering is cutting off the nose and pulling out the tongue."

"The fifth suffering is the pulling out of fingernails and toenails."

"The sixth suffering is the suffering of childbirth."

"The seventh suffering is losing everything."

The regretless soul let out a sharp wail.

"Give us a good time."

Jian Yixin frowned.

"You are immortals, can't you bear this little worldly suffering?"

"The eighth suffering is the form of slow slicing."

Jian Yixin's sword is almost done, it's time to end it.

"The ninth suffering: being torn apart by five horses."

An invisible force dragged the two men's limbs and heads.

"As long as you are in this world, you are a visitor to this world. If you are a visitor to this world, you will suffer the pain of this world. I will help you to be free. Remember to be a good person in your next life and don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with."

It looked as if the two men were about to be torn into pieces by five horses.

Somehow the man in white got in.

"Stop immediately, my lord."

Jian Yixin looked at Bai Yi.

"If you told me to stop, I would stop. But I would be embarrassed."

"Don't make a fuss, they can't die."

Jian Yixin looked at the two people whose faces were red and necks were thick after being pulled, and then looked at the man in white.

"Are you threatening me?"

"My dear, I am telling you something."

Jian Yixin was helpless.

The Chaos Immortal Killing Formation was lifted.

The two palace masters fell to the ground, writhing in pain.

Jian Yixin looked at Bai Yi and asked:

"know?"

Bai Yi nodded.

"They used to be friends in the fairy world."

"I said I would spare their lives, but they wanted to kill me."

Bai Yi paused.

Took out the sword.

"My dear, I don't know this. I will avenge you myself."

Jian Yixin grabbed Bai Yi.

"It's all released, so let it be."

"Now that you're here, the others will be here soon."

Bai Yi nodded. "All the disciples and elders of the Sword Sect are here."

Jian Yixin narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then he looked towards the depths of the Heavenly Palace.

"You better hurry up."

As he spoke, he set up the Chaos Immortal Killing Formation again.

“Bai Yi, go back and tell the Sword Sect disciples and the others who have come that a large formation has been set up in the Supreme Palace. Do not approach, or you will be reduced to ashes.”

Hearing this, Bai Yi left without looking back.

At the same time, Wright and Jian Lingkong were walking slowly in the corridor deep in the Supreme Palace.

This corridor seemed to have no end, and there was not even a ghost around.

However, the huge palace was brightly lit.

It took the two some time to reach the end.

And the one waiting for them at the end is none other than the Palace Master of Wangqing Palace, Jian Lingkong's biological mother, Xuanyuan Qing.

Xuanyuan Qing was also shocked when he saw Jian Lingkong's appearance.

"Kong'er, what's wrong with you?"

Jian Lingkong did not answer the question, but raised his sword.

"Where is the Ascension Gate?"

After hearing Jian Lingkong's words, Xuanyuan Qing fell silent.

“Senior, you better say it, the disciples of the Supreme Palace are innocent.”

Xuanyuan Qing frowned.

"Are you threatening me?"

Jian Lingkong sneered.

"It's me who is threatening you. I'll ask you one last time where the Ascension Gate is."

At this time, a majestic female voice was heard.

"What's the use of telling you where the gate to immortality is? What can you do? What can you change? Look at your appearance. Your eyes have been gouged out, your Dharma images are gone, and even your remaining life is nothing more than a candle in the wind."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and an ancient wooden door appeared in the air.

Xuanyuan Qing looked at Jian Lingkong in disbelief.

"Kong'er, why are you doing this?"

Jian Lingkong said sternly: "Shut up, even though you are my biological mother, we have only met a few times. Your concern now is extremely hypocritical."

"From the time I was born until now, all the suffering I have endured is because of you, because of the Supreme Palace, and because of the Ascension Gate."

"Kong'er, you don't understand what Dengxianmen represents."

Jian Lingkong's eyes turned red as he retorted, "I really don't understand, nor do I need to understand. I just want to destroy what your Xuanyuan family has guarded with their lives. I want you to witness with your own eyes the destruction of the Ascension Gate, so that there is no meaning for you to exist in this world."

"You have all the moral principles and keep saying that you are doing it for the sake of Shenzhou, but you allow the disciples in your hall to do things that are against the will of heaven and earth. I remember every single one of them in my heart."

Xuanyuan Qing still tried to explain.

"Kong'er, the Ascension Gate cannot be destroyed. This concerns the future of the cultivators in Shenzhou and the world."

"Hahahaha, what a joke! The future of Shenzhou's cultivators depends on this broken door. If Shenzhou's great future depends on this broken door, then what is the point of repairing it? It's ridiculous!"

In an instant, the sword flashed with divine light in the air.

At that moment, Jian Lingkong's realm surpassed that of immortals and broke through to the realm of gods.

The story goes back to the day when he planted the obsession. Jian Lingkong was drinking tea in the room when the ancestor of the Yang family, Erlang Zhenjun, suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Why can't you just let go of your back?"

"Ancestor, others haven't let go, so how can I let go?"

"Have you considered?"

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