Chapter 591 Invincible up to the Top of the Mountain

The nine ancient corpses exuded extremely strong death aura, and the black mist billowed outside the body, even carrying wisps of avenue fluctuations, as if they were really nine peerless evil spirits stepped out from hell, forcing the purple-robed old man to dodge again and again.

"Elder!"

The other masters of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect all changed their colors and turned pale for a while.

The Eighth Supreme Elder of their lineage, who exists in the Great Dao Realm, is actually below and suppressed at this moment!

In the distance, the crowd looking at this place was also horrified, staring at Lin Tian in shock.

"He prepared early in the morning, unexpectedly, prepared such nine ancient corpses, unexpectedly...with the fluctuation of Dao!"

"Before they were alive, they all existed in the Great Realm!"

"But, how can he control them?! This..."

Everyone was stunned.

The scene in front of him was too shocking.

A young man in the Yukong Realm can actually control nine ancient corpses of the Great Dao, and these ancient corpses are all psychic!

There are still 21 powerful immortals who came with Wuxiang Xianzong, staring at Lin Tian at the moment, both frightened and angry.

"You deliberately bullied us!"

One of them said angrily.

Lin Tian was disdainful, with a strong sarcasm in his eyes.

The dragon patterns on the soles of his feet flickered, jumping one after another, and in a short time, the ninety-nine dragons rushed out and roared to the sky.

"Take care of you first. Before that, I'll borrow a word from your grand elder..." His voice was calm, standing on the top of the red mountain, motionless: "Now, in front of my eyes, you are just tiny ants .”

"Aw!"

The dragon chant was mighty, and the ninety-nine dragons moved, pressing towards the twenty-one people in the center immediately.

Twenty-one people changed their colors, and each of them used their powerful magical powers to dodge quickly.

It's just that the power carried by the ninety-nine dragons is too powerful, and the average Tongxian powerhouse can't resist it at all. Blast apart.

The dragon's voice is piercing,

Charge up again.

"Damn it, everyone..."

"puff!"

Someone opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, he was crushed by six jet-black dragons and smashed into the void.

The blood spilled like water, floating on the surface of Burial God Mountain.

"Aw!"

The big dragon roared like it was real, mercilessly attacking and killing these powerful masters of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect, blocking them in the center.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Following the roar of the dragon, in an instant, three more people exploded, destroying both body and spirit.

In the distance, the crowd stared at this scene, all trembling violently, feeling a chill down their backs and numbness in their scalps.

"He... what method did he use?"

Someone trembled.

terrible!

A little cultivator Yukong, who just stood on the top of the red mountain at this moment, easily killed several powerful immortals!

"It feels like the entire Burial God Mountain... seems to be his domain."

Someone murmured.

Looking around, Lin Tian was wearing a black long gown, standing on the top of the mountain, only a big dragon was coiling and galloping. Wherever he passed, the strong men of Wuxiang Xianzong couldn't resist it at all. Can dodge again and again. Among these people, there are those who are strong in the eighth heaven of Tongxian, and they are very strong, but at this time they are also struggling to deal with it. There are too many dragons!

With a puff, a powerhouse of the Eighth Layer of Immortal Explosion exploded, only to let out a desperate scream before disappearing into thin air.

"brute!"

The purple-robed old man of the Wuxiang Xianzong roared angrily. He brought more than 20 immortal experts, all of whom were elites of the Wuxiang Xianzong, but now, eleven of them were killed in the blink of an eye! Eleven people, eleven immortal monks! He roared angrily, rolled with divine power, and used his great supernatural powers to kill Lin Tian, ​​crushing the void from a long distance away.

Lin Tian just squinted there and didn't care at all.

"Roar!"

Nine ancient corpses roared, and the black mist of death rolled like waves, forming a huge black barrier.

With a scoff, the killing of the purple-robed old man was stopped, and then melted like ice in the black mist of death.

"Better take care of yourself first."

Lin Tian's expression was indifferent.

After the words fell, the nine ancient corpses roared again, and the nine pairs of eyes were as black as ink, coldly killing the old man in purple robe.

The purple-robed old man was extremely angry, but facing such nine ancient corpses, he was really in trouble, and it was difficult to break free.

Lin Tian glanced lightly at the purple-robed old man, tilted his head, and looked forward again.

"I don't like bullying, and I hate being bullied even more. If anyone wants to bully me, I'm sorry."

"kill."

His voice was calm and indifferent.

For a moment, the dragon chant became louder.

The pitch-black dragon and the silver-colored dragon roared at the same time, and the dragon eyes were icy cold and majestic, and they rushed straight to the other immortal masters who were still alive in the Wuxiang Immortal Sect. Each of these big dragons is tens of feet long, and they are all made of very terrifying evil spirits and strange spiritual energy. They contain natural killing light, and they are even more terrifying when they are intertwined.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

There was blood and water falling in the void, and three more monks of the fifth level of immortality were entangled by the evil dragon and exploded directly.

"what!"

The screams came out. Someone was not killed immediately, but suffered unimaginable heavy injuries, and couldn't bear to cry out in pain. But the next moment, the sound dissipated, and a jet-black dragon charged across, directly shattering it.

Standing on top of the red mountain, Lin Tian looked at all this indifferently.

"Aw!"

The dragon chant sounded again, and another strong immortal was smashed to pieces, and then the remnant body was swallowed by a big dragon. This big dragon is completely condensed from the evil spirit, which is the pure essence of evil. At first, just a wisp of it could corrode the strong of the fourth heaven of Tongxian. Now, the evil energy of a big dragon is naturally In a blink of an eye, this person was annihilated.

In a blink of an eye, there are still ten strong immortals left in front of them.

These ten people are very powerful, all of them are experts in the eighth heaven of Tongxian, standing back to back, their eyes are full of horror.

"Phaseless Immortal Sect, one of the six great Immortal Sects, as people with such a powerful force, you are actually afraid? It seems a bit outrageous to show a frightened expression in front of a little cultivator in the Yukong Realm? You are simply humiliated!" The face of Wuxiang Xianzong." Lin Tian looked at the crowd indifferently, seemingly calm, but anyone could hear the sarcasm: "Then, I will punish your Supreme Elder a little bit. ,you are welcome."

He raised his right hand falsely, and in an instant, the ground shook.

"Clang!"

There was an ear-piercing sound of swords, and under the surface, black dragon-shaped swords rushed up, densely packed, hundreds of them, spraying out like sword springs. The speed of these dragon-shaped great swords was very fast, and when they rushed out, they merged with the big dragon that had manifested earlier, and rushed towards the remaining ten people of Wuxiang Xianzong.

This is a general trend, and the void is cut into huge cracks.

"you……"

"puff!"

In just a blink of an eye, the nearest strongman of the Eighth Level of Immortals was submerged, and was directly crushed by the big sword and the big dragon.

The remaining nine people were terrified, their faces were ashen, and they couldn't help shaking at this moment.

"Damn you, what the hell is this..."

"puff!"

Someone opened his mouth, but he was immediately suppressed by the seven-headed dragon and dozens of dragon swords, and exploded in the void on the spot.

There were still eight people left, all of them were frightened and their hands were trembling a little.

"I said, you're welcome."

Lin Tiandao.

As the words fell, Dalong and Longjian pressed towards the eight people together.

The years that Burying God Mountain has been in Shengzhou are incalculable, and it has always been one of the most dangerous and terrifying places in this vast territory. It is incalculable to know how many terrifying evil spirits and strange spiritual powers are hidden underground. Now, standing in this mountain of burying the gods and fighting with the Dragon Burial Scripture, he is much, much better than when he was in the Taoist sect of Ascension.

Although the Yuhua Dao Sect has twelve immortal veins, even the ancient Celestial Venerable has been to this mountain of burying the gods!

Comparing the two, it is obvious that the twelve immortal veins of the Ascension Dao Sect cannot compare with the power of the Burial God Mountain. It's just that the power falling from the Burial God Mountain cannot be used for cultivation, even if it contains infinite aura, but because it has been intertwined with the evil spirit for a long time, these auras are no longer pure aura, but full of killing power.

"Aw!"

Dozens of big dragons roared again, followed by strange dragon swords.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

There was a piercing scream, and several blood mist exploded.

Three more people exploded in the void, their bodies and spirits all annihilated and died.

In a blink of an eye, only five of the more than 20 immortal masters from the Wuxiang Immortal Sect were left.

"Lin Tian! You damn beast!"

The old man in purple yelled, his eyes were red. He brought more than 20 people, but at this moment, only five people were killed!

"Are you a wild dog? You only yell." Lin Tian satirized: "If you have the ability, come and kill me."

The dragon patterns on the soles of his feet flickered even more fiercely. The big dragons and the dragon swords vibrated, and the light shone brightly for a while.

"Stop it, I..."

"puff!"

Someone retreated, but his head was cut off by the dragon sword in an instant, and blood spurted from his throat, rushing up to a height of Zhang Xu.

"Elder, save us... ah!"

Someone called for help, but they couldn't wait for rescue at all. In a blink of an eye, they were entangled by several jet-black dragons and divine silver dragons. At the same time, the dragon-shaped great sword slashed at the first time, cutting it to pieces like cutting grass.

In the blink of an eye, two more people were beheaded, and there were only the last three of the original twenty or so experts.

In the distance, the crowd trembled, trembling uncontrollably. The Eighth Supreme Elder of the Wuxiang Immortal Sect brought more than 20 immortals, many of whom are in the eighth heaven of Tongxian, and all of them are elites of the sect. But now, such a group of elites of the Xianzong, but In a short while, most of them were beheaded by a little cultivator in Yukongjing, leaving only three people beheaded!

"This... is simply a peerless demon!"

Some people panic.

Staring at Lin Tian in the mountain, many people couldn't help trembling, feeling as if their hearts were being pulled.

"Little thief Lin!"

At this moment, a roar came from far away.

An old man in a blue robe rushed forward, his eyes were full of resentment and hostility, and there were obvious Dao fluctuations intertwined around his body.

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