Qinglong didn't expect that the other party would be so quick that he was not afraid of his Dragon-Slaying Sword.

So when the other party attacked, Qinglong swung his sword without hesitation.

The sword light drawn by the Dragon Sword formed a white light wave and slashed it at the mysterious man.

"The Dragon Sword, but that's it."

The mysterious man sneered, and then the space in front of him quickly twisted. As soon as the sword light of the Dragon Slaying Sword touched, it seemed as if it had fallen into a quagmire, and its speed simply slowed down.

Seeing this, Qinglong couldn't help but feel sank. Judging from the opponent's means of controlling space, his strength was above him.

Such a strong man was willing to bow down to a place like Zheyumen, which was a bit puzzled.

The sword light flew forward slowly, layer by layer of space barriers were cut, but the later it was, the weaker the attack power.

At this moment, a magic weapon like a vine appeared in the mysterious man's hand, and the other party waved forward lightly.

Everyone heard a bang, and the two attacks collided with each other, and the dazzling light soared into the sky, knocking a huge hole in the sky.

"The high stage of the immortal?"

Under the impact of this powerful light wave, Qinglong's body retreated backwards, and at the same time had a vague perception of the mysterious man's strength.

Prince Shura lost his previous arrogance at this time. The sudden appearance of this mysterious man gave him a new understanding of the strength of the Zheyu Sect. The other party was indeed not as simple as he saw on the surface.

"Qinglong, be careful, this person is very strong."

Prince Shura couldn't help but remind him.

The leader of the Zheyu Sect behind the mysterious man breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. The appearance of the mysterious man gave him a feeling of gaining a new life.

At least today, his Zheyu Sect will not be wiped out.

"All disciples obey orders and kill..."

The head of Zheyu Sect shouted loudly, and then densely packed men in black soared into the sky. Each of them had powerful souls on their heads, and the least powerful one was the Ghost King.

The ghost kings emitted red light all over their bodies, looking particularly violent.

"The Shura Army obeys the order and kills it."

Prince Shura also conveyed his instructions at this time.

The mighty Shura army rushed forward in an orderly manner at this moment, but Prince Shura stood with Qinglong, with lightning all over his body rolling.

"Junior, since you are here today, then stay."

The mysterious fairy floated in the sky, and in front of the other side was a magic weapon that looked like a tree root.

At this time, a rich green light flowed out from the magic weapon, like a green jade.

Although Qinglong and the others had reached the level of immortality, they still felt great pressure when facing this mysterious man.

"This senior, Xuantian Pavilion has no grudges and grudges with you. Why do you want to surrender your identity and become enemies with a junior?"

Qinglong looked at the mysterious man and said with confusion.

"Why, it's all because Xiao Yu is too arrogant. I want him to know what it means to have heaven beyond heaven and there are people beyond man."

Because the mysterious man was wearing a mask, everyone could not see his facial expression, but it can be seen from the other party's words that he definitely had a personal grudge with Xiao Yu.

"To put it nicely, if Xiao Yu was not crazy, he would probably have died countless times now.

When he is in trouble, where is the senior?

Could it be that the seniors have been practicing for such years that they just like bullying the weak and fearing the strong?"

While delaying the time, Prince Shura observed the Shura army and Zheyumen who had already fought again.

Zheyu Sect is worthy of being the most powerful force in the Ghost Tower Secret Realm. They signed a contract with their souls and could share their bodies and cultivation, so that their sects became bloodthirsty.

The hundreds of thousands of souls in the secret realm of the Ghost Tower may have been forcibly refined and absorbed by them, otherwise there would not be such a great anger.

"I have practiced for countless years, so I can't stand a junior so arrogant.

Since you two want to cause trouble for me, then take out your real skills, otherwise this will be your burial place today.”

The mysterious man did not explain too much, and reached out to the green magic weapon in front of him, and countless branches suddenly flew out of the magic weapon.

Each of the branches was as thick as a thigh. After flying out, they turned into a huge vine vortex, as if they were to stir the Qinglong and the others into pieces.

“Hand it…”

Qinglong jumped and flew towards the sky. At the same time, the dragon-slaying sword in his hand began to tremble violently.

A series of green lights flew out from the Dragon Slaying Sword, which quickly increased the momentum of the Azure Dragon.

Then the Qinglong raised the Dragon Sword high, and the sky and earth changed for a moment. The originally dim sky quickly became gloomy at this time, and only the long sword emitting white light emitted a dazzling luster.

Seeing this scene, there was finally some turbulence on the face behind the mysterious man's mask.

"This is the real power of the Dragon Slaying Sword. I didn't expect you to hide your strength."

After the mysterious man finished speaking, the green vine in front of him rolled in the sky, turning into a huge wooden dragon, and hitting the blue dragon.

Prince Shura held a bamboo flute in his hand, and his body was like a ghost and shuttled back and forth among the vines. At the same time, a melodious sound of flute began to come from the other party's bamboo flute.

"Go to die..."

At this moment, Qinglong's eyebrows were raised and his eyes were sharp. He suddenly swung the dragon-slashing sword in his hand.

A dragon roar flew out of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and then a huge crack appeared in the sky.

Wherever the sword light passed, the wooden dragon that had just rushed towards him was split in half, and then the sword light continued to move forward.

The mysterious man saw that Mu Long was easily split into two halves, and his body hurriedly retreated, and then the other party waved his hand to throw out a tower-shaped magic weapon.

The small tower rolled in a high altitude, blocking the mysterious man behind him.

The sword light came in an instant, and it collided with Xiaota without any accident. Only with a bang, Xiaota instantly lost its spirituality and then fell down.

Looking at the mysterious man again, a half-foot-long wound appeared on the other party's chest, and blood was flowing out from it.

The mysterious man's face turned pale. He looked at his chest and then let out a long breath.

"The Dragon Sword is indeed extremely powerful.

But I heard that the Dragon Sword can only be used once in a month, right?

This time, it depends on what methods you have."

After the mysterious man finished speaking, the wooden dragon that had flew out before quickly twisted together, turned into green vines again, and flew directly back into the mysterious man's body.

As the vines flew back, the mysterious man's wounds healed together quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the space crack torn by the Dragon Sword, the black wind blade flew out like countless darts, all of which were on the mysterious old man, but the other party was fearless.

For dozens of miles around, all the Zheyumen who were fighting began to escape everywhere, fearing that they would be involved.

After the Qinglong drew out a sword, he quickly retreated and distanced himself from the mysterious looking.

And at this moment, a rapid flute sound rang around.

Prince Shura held a bamboo flute in his hand, and black shadows flew from behind him. They were some zombies, all with wrinkled skin and sharp nails.

The zombies are fearless. Wherever they pass, all the magic weapons attacks released by the mysterious immortals are ejected back.
Chapter completed!