In full view of the public.

Lian Tianyi suddenly felt a little cold.

This is not right.

The Mahayana Immortal Sect's treasure, the Mahayana Immortal Flawless Self-Sacrifice Armor, is worn on the body. This armor not only repels all evil spirits, but also contains the secrets of the astounding masters of dozens of sects. Just by touching it, one can feel that it is full of spiritual energy... How can it be cold...

But it's really cold.

Lian Tianyi's body was chopped into three pieces and fell to the ground, and blood spurted out like a fountain in the golden light pillar transformed by the body-sacrificing armor.

Several exiled immortals were stunned.

Chu Xianlai forgot to maintain his spiritual power for a moment, and his Huang Tingdao, whose chest and abdomen were pierced by the sword energy and whose golden elixir was destroyed, suddenly began to weaken.

Ji Wuliang violently flipped the Tongtian Plate in his hand, and hundreds of phantoms of the innate Wuji hexagrams jumped out from the plate. His figure disappeared into these hexagrams, blending into the heaven and earth, and instantly disappeared.

At this time, a voice sounded in Chu Xianlai's ears, "Brother Chu, the situation is urgent, you use Wanli Mountain and River Town to help me, let's form a formation!"

Chu Xianlai understood what was more important. He sighed and gave up on rescuing Huang Tingzu. He reached out and took off the paperweight-like treasure of the Sheji Xianmen hanging on his waist. He took a step back and also disappeared into the air.

Lin Haoheng looked around, formation?

Tsk, little trick.

"Xiao Hu, look at me killing them... Hey? How did you die?" Lin Haoheng lowered his head and saw Xiaohu lying on the ground with lifeless eyes, looking like he had died.

Not far away, Li Junyan, who had already exploded her golden elixir and was sitting on the ground dejectedly, was holding the baby in one hand and climbing on the ground with the other. She was crawling towards this side with difficulty, calling out "Xiaohu, Xiaohu..." in a low voice. The sound was as sad as the cry of a cuckoo.

"Little girl, don't be impatient! Slow down!" Lin Haoheng told Li Junyan to stop crawling while breaking off a finger.

He broke off that finger, which originally looked like gold, wind, fire and jade, but under the sword technique, it became as soft as cotton wool and as light as floating silk. As his hand stroked Xiaohu's forehead, the sword intent sank into Xiaohu's forehead.

Xiaohu's eyes, which were originally deathly gray, became brighter and more lively as the sword intent penetrated into them.

"The Sword of Eternal Life."

The immortal touched my head, tied my hair and granted me immortality!

Xiaohu became a little more energetic, but he also cast his gaze towards Li Junyan not far away.

But when Li Junyan saw that Xiaohu was alive, she sighed, pushed the swaddling clothes in her arms to the side, and lay on the ground without moving.

"Yan Zi!" Xiaohu wailed.

"Little ancestor! Stop crying! I've told you that as long as I'm alive, you won't die!" Lin Hao waved his hand and dragged Li Junyan and the child over with his sword energy.

Then he bent another finger and offered the sword of immortality.

His palm stroked Li Junyan's forehead, and the sword intent of immortality entered her body.

Uh... Li Junyan suddenly opened her eyes wide, as if she was choking, took a long breath, and came back to life.

"Yanzi!"

"Little Tiger!"

The two hugged each other and cried.

"You guys cry first, I'll go kill the remaining two bastards." Lin Haoheng temporarily saved the two people. The Sword of Eternal Life does not bring real immortality, it's just the sword's intent that keeps the vitality running. He can think of how to save them in the future later. He has to leave now.

But I can't leave.

After this delay, the appearance of the hall around him had changed.

Lin Haoheng stood up and looked, only to see double images all around, just like watching a 3D movie. It still looked like the main hall, but from a different angle, it was no longer the main hall. It looked like a vast landscape and hundreds of towns and cities.

And there was no one to be seen.

Illusion?

Lin Haoheng took a step forward, and suddenly a huge blue wave rose up under his feet. There was endless murderous intent hidden in the blue wave. Every drop of water was a sharp blade, which hit him with a "ding ding dang dang" sound... It's okay.

The clothes are all torn.

As the waves rolled over, Lin Haoheng's already damaged clothes and armor were shattered into pieces.

"No wonder the first thing the Monkey King did when he came out of the mountain was to get a good set of armor. He looks like a beggar. It's not glorious even if he wins." Lin Haoheng looked at himself and cursed angrily.

It’s okay… Ji Wuliang and Chu Xianlai, who were secretly operating the formation, looked at each other and saw shock in each other’s eyes.

How is that possible!

The Tongtian Plate falls into a mystery.

A murderous intention has evolved in Wanli Mountain and River Town.

With two Tianji-level sect-guarding magic weapons, even a Yuanying-level master wouldn't be able to say they were safe, but this person from outer space didn't dodge or evade, and he was actually fine? !

Don't believe it!

The two banished immortals performed the formation tactics again, and then mountains of swords, seas of fire, pits, and drownings appeared, one after another, flooding towards Lin Hao like an endless stream.

This is not a simple illusion, but the manifestation of spiritual power existing in Wanli Mountain and River Town. It is all real. Even if the protective magic weapon is very powerful, such as the Fulu Xianzong's treasure Dingfu Lucky Beads, it will not be able to hold on if it is trapped in the formation.

But Lin Haoheng was completely fine, except that his clothes were torn to pieces, and the wind blew through his crotch again, making him feel cold all over. This time he didn't even have an apron on.

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“So annoying!”

Lin Haoheng was annoyed to death.

One step into a mountain of knives, one step into a sea of ​​fire, one step into a rain of swords, one step into a pit... all kinds of spiritual energy have worn away his creativity, and the seal cast by the Ten Years of Sword Sharpening and Spirit Condensing Method has been completely broken.

"Then... come on!"

boom!

Lin Haoheng's Green Wind Fire Jade body suddenly appeared.

The light of inspiration around him seemed to be exploding endlessly at all times.

The demon elixir in the body began to be consumed at an extremely fast rate.

"...sitting in the southeast, the battle is not over yet, who can rival the heroes of the world..."

A long groan pierced the sky.

A long sword hangs high in the sky. It has been lonely for too long. Today, it lets the world know what a sword is, who is an immortal, and who is the strongest in the world.

Countless sword intentions and mysteries descended from the sky, assisting Lin Haoheng in evolving his sword techniques to perfection.

"Two hundred layers... the invincible sword in the world!"

boom!

An endless storm of sword intent spread out in all directions from around Lin Haoheng's body. The Wanli Mountain and River Town quickly evolved into thousands of miles of rivers and mountains to block it, but every inch of mountain and river is an inch of sword, and the strongest and most powerful sword intent smashed every rock into pieces.

puff!

Chu Xianlai vomited blood and was knocked flying, and Wanli Shanhe Town was thrown out.

The storm of invincible sword intent continued to spread in all directions in the form of overlapping sword beams like gears. Seeing that the situation was not good, Ji Wuliang hurriedly moved the Tongtian Plate to hide himself in the void, but the void was not a vacuum, it was just a gap where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could be found.

There was no gap in the invincible sword storm. After a circle of sword light passed by, Ji Wuliang, who was covered in blood, was cut out of the "void" and swept into the storm. He was about to die.

At this moment.

Suddenly, a mysterious power swept through the entire hall. That power smoothed everything, suppressed everything, and made everything relax.

The rotating sword light first paused, and then dissipated into the air like fallen autumn leaves.

Lin Haoheng narrowed his eyes, and used the Ten Years of Sharpening the Sword and Calming the Spirit Technique to suppress the turbulent spiritual power in his body, and looked at the white-bearded Taoist priest who came in from the main hall door.

He had seen the old man in the water mirror.

Qing Yunzi, the leader of the Wanfa Immortal Sect.

It may be the Yang Shen realm.

It may also be the highest realm of the soul below the immortal level.

First update. Second update will be around 3pm. I didn't mean to break the chapters... This big plot is about 20,000 words, unless I finish writing it all at once, otherwise it will be the same effect everywhere I break it... I'll finish writing this plot today, I promise!