True Immortal of the Netherworld

In the different space of Bangyan Hall, stars of three colors rolled around one day, and the three colors of red, yellow and blue were entangled.

On the ground, Zhan Yunfei, Yao Jun, Xia Yu and Murong Yu stood side by side.

Opposite the four of them, Lord Qingyue held a saint's bow, with three heaven-shattering arrows already on the bow.

On the tips of the three arrows of "Yan Long", "Black Teeth" and "White Min", there are blue storm, black storm and white storm respectively swirling.

The spiritual pressure released from the arrows squeaked and became more and more powerful, as if one shot could penetrate the stars and destroy everything.

A killing scene is about to take place.

Zhan Yunfei, Murong Yu, Xia Yu and Yao Jun seemed to be the next targets to be killed by arrows.

The Qingyue Lord on the opposite side looked ferocious: "How? Are four of you going to die together, or are three of you going to die and one is left. This is really an interesting game."

Zhan Yunfei, Yao Jun, Xia Yu and Murong Yu had no intention of surrendering. Each of them knew in their hearts that surrender would mean the annihilation of the entire army.

Zhan Yunfei's body surface was swirling with flying frost, and he calmly transmitted the message: "Qingyue Lord's saint bow has three arrows, and there are four of us. Let's rush forward together. Even if three of us are hit by arrows, there will be only one left." The next person attacks him. What is good for us is that if Qingyue Lord wants to use the Saint Bow to launch three arrows at once, he needs to inject the power of his mind into the Saint Bow and fuse it. Even Qingyue Lord is difficult to do it in the first place. This is our last chance.”

There was snow falling outside Yaojun Baiyi's skirt, thinking: "If Xu Yang were here, he would definitely shout loudly that there is nothing we can't do together. This time, let us shout this sentence."

She spoke firmly and loudly: "There is nothing we can't do together."

Murong Yu heard this sentence shouted by Yao Jun. It was too familiar and he thought to himself: "I heard Boss Xu Yang shout this sentence before in times of crisis. Every time it was a victory. I hope it will be the same this time." "

Murong Yu twisted his stone Buddha orb with both hands, and the golden flowers flowed on the surface of the orb. He said loudly: "There is nothing that we can't do together."

"Bet on the glory of Qinglian Dojo." Hongpao Xiayu said with determination, "There is nothing we can't do together."

There's nothing we can't do together.

The next moment, four people stood side by side, holding weapons, and rushed towards the opposite side of Qingyue Lord without hesitation.

White robes are covered with frost, white robes are covered with snow, red robes are filled with anger, and green robes are shining with light.

Lord Qingyue on the opposite side saw this and his face turned cold: "Seeking death!"

The Haoran Heavenly Vein in Qingyue Lord's body was fully opened, and he exerted force with both arms, trying to fully draw the Saint's Bow in his hand.

Because using the saint's bow to activate three heaven-shattering arrows at once, even the Qingyue Lord's second level of Heavenly Tribulation Realm cannot easily control it, and must go all out to barely do it.

But at this moment, Qingyue Jun's hands holding the saint's bow began to tremble as if he couldn't hold it.

"The Saint's Bow is indeed a Xuantian spiritual treasure that is not easy to tame." Qingyue Jun frowned, "The skill of bow shooting requires the perfect integration of the bow and arrow with the user's state of mind in order to exert its maximum power. The Saint's Bow is even more powerful. Specially, unless the Saint's Bow takes the initiative to recognize its owner, it will be difficult to refine it into a natal magic weapon. This Saint's Bow has been used by Zhan Yunfei many times before, and it has an obvious Xuanbing aura. I want it to be perfect. To activate the Saint's Bow, you must extract the Xuanbing breath from it, and then integrate your own Star Soul breath into it, but I can definitely do it."

Qingyue Jun looked at the four people rushing towards him, getting closer and closer to him, and he no longer hesitated.

Astonishingly, behind Qingyue Lord, a phantom of silver stars appeared, and among the phantoms of stars, dots of stars were outlined.

A huge tiger head Dharma image.

Dao Realm——Tiger’s Mysterious Star!

Lord Qingyue relied on his powerful cultivation at the second level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm and the power of the Tao Realm to forcefully activate the Saint's Bow.

He activated his power, and five-color auras emitted from the surface of his arms. The five-color auras instantly transformed into five star-tiger statues of different colors. They pounced on the handle of the saint's bow, shaking his head and biting.

Chi chi chi, the saint's bow was shaking, and traces of ice crystal air leaked out from the surface.

"Okay. Without Zhan Yunfei's remaining Xuanbing aura, I can inject the power of my star soul into it."

Qingyue Lord's triangular eyes stared, and the five stars and tigers entered the saint's bow.

The next moment, the power of Qingyue Lord's state of mind forcibly merged with the Saint's Bow.

Dots of silver starlight emitted from the surface of the saint's bow. It no longer shook and was held firmly by Qingyue Lord. But in Qingyue Lord's state of mind, the silver stars shine brightly one day.

"That's it, Saint Gong, I, Lord Qingyue, are destined to be your master."

Lord Qingyue exerted his strength with both arms, and the saint's bow was drawn to fullness.

"Go to hell." Qingyue-Jun squeezed out three words between his teeth.

But just when Qingyue-Jun was about to loosen his grip on the bowstring, a less eye-catching red appeared in Qingyue-Jun's pupils.

"What is this?" Lord Qingyue wondered, "There is absolutely no such strange blood-red color in my star power."

The corner of the bow handle of the saint's bow is engraved with two small red letters - "Qi Mu".

The next moment, a blood-red spiritual light jumped out from the two characters "Qi Mu" and pounced on Qingyue Lord's hand holding the saint's bow like a spiritual snake. Then it sank under the skin of his hand, entered the meridians, and reached his state of mind.

A tinge of red suddenly entered Qingyue-Jun's state of mind.

"I am Qi Mu, the name of Saint Gong."

A voice sounded faintly in Qingyue-Jun's mind. But it intensified like a snowball, and finally the sound was like thunder, exploding the stars for a whole day.

Qingyue Jun's originally calm starry mood suddenly boiled, and the stars of the day collapsed like fireflies in the storm.

"No! It turns out that this saint's bow has already recognized its owner! It, its name is Qi Mu." Qingyue Jun exclaimed.

The reason why Zhan Yunfei was able to successfully obtain this Saint's Bow in the Green Fire Demon Realm was because his senior brother "Qi Mu" suppressed the rampaging Saint's Bow with his own life, and used his last life soul to turn into a life mark and imprint it on the Saint. on the bow, thereby taming the saint's bow.

From that day on, Zhan Yunfei owned this saint's bow, named Qi Mu.

But Qi Mugong has never been sacrificed and recognized by Zhan Yunfei. In Zhan Yunfei's heart, Qi Mugong is his senior brother, his friend, and his own life.

And in this world, except for Zhan Yunfei, no one else can perform the recognition ceremony of this saint's bow at all. Unless you dig out Qi Mu's life mark on it, but almost no one can do that, and it might even damage the restrictions on Qi Mu's bow.

Only Zhan Yunfei can control the Qimu Bow perfectly. Zhan Yunfei himself was not clear about this.

At this moment, Lord Qingyue mistakenly thought that this saint's bow was the "Xuantian Spiritual Treasure" that had been recognized as its owner.

Qingyue Jun's triangular eyes suddenly showed a look of extreme fear.

The consequences of forcibly controlling Xuantian Lingbao, which has been recognized as its master, can only be backlashed by Xuantian Lingbao. But at this moment, he had already been "succumbed".

As Lord Qingyue's state of mind collapsed, the pain in his mind was like being struck by lightning, his soul was torn apart, and he was unable to control the saint's bow in his hand.

"Qi Mu... Qi Mu... Qi Mu..." Qingyue-kun repeated these two words in panic.

His hands holding Qi Mugong were shaking wildly, up and down, left and right, and he could no longer aim at the four people opposite him.

boom!

There was a crack.

A large ball of five-color starlight exploded on the surface of Qi Mugong, and then fell to the ground.

Landing together with Qi Mu's bow, there were three sky-shattering arrows, Yan Long, Bai Min, and Black Teeth.

One bow and three arrows are a set of Xuantian spiritual treasures. They lay on the ground, trembling, attracting each other.

But at this moment, Lord Qingyue's magic weapon backfired and his body was reversed.

His face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth turned red. He stumbled back more than ten feet away, holding his head in both hands in agony.

Three voices sounded in his mind at the same time.

"I am the owner of this body."

"No, I'm the one, you two, get out of here."

"I am the main body, and you two are the clones."

"I'm going to kill you two."

"It's you who deserve to die."

"Only I can survive."

"kill."

"kill."

"kill."

The aura on Qingyue Lord's body became more and more violent, and his triangular eyes turned blood red, sometimes big and sometimes small. His face was twisted, his neck was twisted, and his body was contorted.

warehouse!

The three-star sword in the sword case behind him jumped out and split into three in the blink of an eye.

The three sword bodies were hovering in the void above his head, trembling like they were rolling.

Astonishingly, a white star tiger appeared on each of the three three-star swords.

Ouch - Ouch - Ouch -

Three angry tiger roars were heard.

The next moment, three three-star swords slashed at Qingyue Lord's body.

"Puff puff."

Blood spurted out, and the stars turned red one day.

Qingyue Jun knelt down on his knees. Three sword wounds were already visible on his face, chest, and legs.

He was no longer furious at this moment, and his consciousness suddenly became clear.

Qingyue Jun murmured: "Senior brother Lan Xingjun, you lied to me. You said that as long as my cultivation level surpasses yours, you will support me to become the head of the Yu Dao Sect. For this reason, I will use any means, I practiced hard and even secretly practiced the three-star sword known as the Demonic Star Sword. Junior Sister Qionghuajun, you also lied to me. You said that as long as I became the leader of the Yu Dao Sect, you would be willing to form a dual cultivator with me. "

"Hahaha." A terrifying smile appeared on his distorted face, "In the end, Lu Qingyun is the leader of the Yudao Sect. Senior Brother Lan Xingjun, you don't even dare to fart, so you support Lu Qingyun instead. Junior sister Qiong Huajun of Bai Yufeng also has a crush on Lu Qingyun and clearly rejected my love. Yu Dao Qingyue Jun, Sanxing Zhao Qifeng, is simply the biggest insult to me who has nothing, how can I not resist? It was me who colluded with the demons of the Western Region in an attempt to split the Yu Dao Sect and gain the position of leader. I am also responsible for my current fate, Senior Brother Lan Xingjun and Junior Sister Qiong Huajun, I forgive you because I, Lord Qingyue, am not as good as others."

boom!

A large cloud of blood mist exploded from the sword wound on Qingyue Lord's body, and then burned in red flames.

Strangely, the three three-star swords merged into one and let out a mournful cry.

The three-star pattern on its surface rotated rapidly, and then the sword exploded, turning into a mass of white stars.

In the red flames where Qingyue Lord's miserable body was burning, a white scholar figure with the same appearance as Qingyue Lord floated away.

The white starlight after the three-star sword exploded twisted and turned into a white star tiger shadow, chasing the white figure.

He and his sword floated to a very high place and disappeared among the three-color stars of the day.

Confucians are not Confucians, demons are not demons, but they are human beings.