First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1607: 9 Wang Fengtian

Tang Baoer happily leaned forward, handed a pot of wine to Su Yi, and said, "Little brother, here it is!"

Su Yi took it over with a smile, and then said, "It's better for everyone to leave this place while you are now."

Everyone's heart froze, and the joy dissipated a lot.

The silver-robed man said before that long ago, the power of the Shenhuo Sect had taken over the ruins of the Eternal Night Academy!

In other words, in addition to the silver-robed man, there must be other Shenhuo Cult experts here!

"Do you not come with us?"

Tang Lingqi couldn't help but said.

His address to Su Yi also changed from "little friend" to "daoist friend".

This is the way the older characters behave.

On the road of cultivation, the strength is respected, and the one who achieves it is the first.

In the battle just now, Su Yi has proved how tyrannical his own power is.

Also let Tang Lingqi and other immortal figures dare not pretend to be their predecessors.

Su Yi shook his head and said, "I have other things to do, let's go, I'll give you a ride."

Speaking, he carried the jug and walked outside the main hall.

The others hurriedly followed.

The sky and the earth are dark, and the thunderclouds are stirring. This desolate and desolate ruin is shrouded in a heart-pounding darkness.

Su Yi and the others just walked out of the hall when a cold and deep voice sounded from the sky far away.

"Want to go? Delusional!"

The sound is so loud that it suppresses the sound of thunder in the sky.

With the sound, three figures appeared.

The leader was an old man in a black robe with a childish face, holding a jade ruler in his hand.

The other two are a lean man with a ferocious breath and a beautiful woman in a long-sleeved coat.

All three are filled with the breath of immortals!

Tang Lingqi and others all sank in their hearts and looked solemn.

"Whoever killed my Shenhuo Sect sacrificial 'Yin Crane', get out of this seat!"

The old man in the ink robe shouted, and his murderous intent rushed to the sky.

Su Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense and waved his sleeves.

The calligraphic treasure emerges.

He raises his hand a little.

Shout!

A word "press" rises from the sky, and the handwriting is like a sword that pierces the sky, and a dazzling sword light bursts out, illuminating the mountains and rivers.

The face of the old man in the ink robe suddenly changed, "Damn it! It's that calligraphy, hurry up and hide—!"

When speaking, he immediately moved to dodge.

But it's too late.

The word "press" is like a sacred mountain that suppresses Tianyu, filled with a terrifying force of confinement and oppression, and the void in all directions is completely banned.

The turbulent thunderclouds in the sky fell into a strange stillness.

The three old men in black robes are the immortal characters of the Shenhuo Sect, and one is stronger than the other.

But at this time, like a worm stuck on a spider web, the qi in his body was completely suppressed, and he couldn't move at all.

Can only watch helplessly, that dazzling, dazzling, infinitely brilliant "press" word oppressed.

Everyone's face is filled with despair and collapse.

Boom!

A loud bang.

The old man in the black robe and other three immortal monarchs exploded together, and their souls were completely wiped out.

As easy as crushing three ants!

Everyone was shocked.

Like a miracle.

"It's just a handwritten calligraphy, with such a mighty power that people can't imagine what kind of terrifying strength the Emperor Yongye, who was at the top of the immortal path, should have... "

Someone muttered.

The crowd was also excited.

The word "press" turned into a light and returned to the calligraphy.

Su Yi noticed that the luster of this calligraphy is dim, and the charm has dissipated a lot.

"Sure enough, this character is not a real fairy treasure, after all, it's a bit unusable."

Su Yi secretly said.

It is rare that this calligraphy has survived for so long.

And the man in the silver robe had obviously used this calligraphy many times. By now, the kendo charm and spirit contained in the calligraphy are almost exhausted.

According to Su Yi's guess, it can only be used three times at most, and this calligraphy will completely lose its spirituality and turn into a piece of waste paper.

"I recognized that the old man in the black robe just now was Xianjun Zhao Changkong. Three thousand years ago, he came to this Luoshui restricted area to seek fortunes, but he never returned. It is rumored that he has suffered a disaster. I thought, I actually joined the Shenhuo Cult!"

Someone exclaimed.

"Not only Zhao Changkong, but the two people beside him are Bailuzhou Yunhua Mountain 'Dumo Demon Lord' and 'Lieyun Demon Lord'! The two of them came to Luoyang three hundred years ago. There is no news in the water restricted area, but now it seems that they also joined the Shenhuo Cult!"

Someone has a low voice.

There is a commotion.

Whether it is Zhao Changkong, or Demon Lord Dumo and Demon Lord Lieyun, in the past years, they were all famous immortal figures!

But after they entered the Luoshui restricted area, they all disappeared from the world, and there was no more news.

Everyone thinks that they died in the Luoshui restricted area!

But what they saw in front of them has proved that they did not die in suffering, but joined the Shenhuo Cult!

Tang Lingqi said: "It seems that the silver-robed man who was called Yinhe before appeared, most likely not to kill us, but to suppress us, make us surrender, and be used by Shenhuo Sect !”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's heart trembled.

Someone couldn't help but said: "In the long years of the past, I don't know how many powerhouses have lost their news after entering the Luoshui restricted area. Could it be that they have already surrendered to the Shenhuo Sect?"

It's very possible!

Su Yi didn't say anything about this, but he knew that everyone's guess should be good.

Shenhuo Sect, a demonic force, has always acted domineeringly. Those who obey it will prosper, and those who oppose it will perish. Long before the age of immortals, it was one of the three major demon sects in the world.

The founder of his sect, "Pingtian Emperor", was one of Wang Ye's peerless enemies!

"Let's go."

I didn't stay long, Su Yi took the lead and planned to send these people to the other side of the Bone Marsh.

The Eternal Night Academy was originally created by him, but now it has been occupied by the Shenhuo sect and trapped the strong who came to seek opportunities. Naturally, Su Yi could not tolerate it.

As the host here, Su Yi doesn't mind sending Tang Lingqi and others a ride.

Not long after we move forward, there is another shock ahead.

In the ruins, nine broken bronze statues suddenly rushed out.

Each bronze statue has been buried for an unknown period of time and is covered with dust, but when it appears, these bronze statues shine brightly one by one, releasing the forbidden light that soars into the sky!

Then, under the gazes of all the shocked gazes, the bronze statues came to life in the eternity-like silence, turning into terrifying figures one after another.

A Confucian scholar with a feather fan in his hand and his body filled with awe.

There is a man with a spear in his hand, a man in armor, and a man with monstrous flames.

There is a young Taoist priest wearing a wind and fire robe and riding on the back of a white cow.

There is an old monk with a rosary in his hand, standing on a lotus pedestal, with kind eyes.

... One by one, with different powers, none of them are as good as the legendary gods, with the light on their bodies piercing the sky, dispelling the darkness, and illuminating the universe!

Tang Lingqi and others were horrified, and they all felt chills in body and mind.

Su Yi's eyes swept across the nine figures, but his eyes became complicated and subtle.

That's the nine elders of the Eternal Night Academy!

The grandfather-level figures of Confucianism and Taoism, the masters of magic cultivation, the patriarchs of Daoism and good fortune, and the venerables of Buddhism to the highest fruition... They are all leaders in their respective paths. Fairy King!

At the time when the Yongye Academy was at its peak, there were hundreds of similar elders who passed on the scriptures. They were either high or the enemy, but in their respective paths, they all reached the pinnacle of existence.

In the Yongye Academy at that time, various schools competed for each other, known as "a hundred schools of thought contend"!

And the strongest nine elders who pass the scriptures are the nine in front of them.

Each one of them is the person who carries the backbone of the Yongye Academy. It was Wang Ye who personally invited him from all over the fairyland to preach in the Yongye Academy!

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded:

"In front of this 'Nine Kings Sealing the Heavens' Formation, if you can leave alive, I should immediately take off the head of Xiang Shang!"

Accompanied by the sound, a man in a jade robe appeared behind the nine terrifying figures transformed from bronze statues.

His long hair is loose, his eyes are strange, and he holds an antique array plate in his hand.

Only then did Tang Lingqi and others understand that the nine terrifying figures were transformed by a forbidden formation force!

And the mastermind behind the scenes is the man in the jade robe who claims to be "Yingjue"!

There is no doubt that the other party is also a strong man of Shenhuo Cult.

Subconsciously, Tang Lingqi and others all looked at Su Yi, as if they regarded Su Yi as the backbone and backer.

Su Yi didn't say much.

He took off the black jade pendant beside his waist and put his fingertips on the jade pendant.

Shout!

A mysterious and unpredictable edict pattern emerged from the jade pendant.

"Go."

Su Yi walked straight ahead.

There are nine terrifying figures in front of them blocking it, and just that kind of breath is so powerful that it makes one's heart tremble.

But Su Yi doesn't seem to take it seriously at all!

However, although everyone was confused, they still followed suit.

"Oh!"

In the distance, Yingjue sneered, and suddenly urged the antique bronze plate in his hand.

Boom!

The world is in turmoil, and the Dao light is dazzling.

The nine terrifying figures showed their mighty power one by one.

At the same time, Su Yi waved his sleeve robe.

Om!

The pattern of the edict reflected by the black jade pendant suddenly shines brightly, releasing a strange avenue fluctuation that covers the sky and the sun.

Vaguely visible, there are actually sword-shaped inscriptions inscribed in the five oldest and primitive Taoist script in the edict pattern:

Seeing me is like seeing heaven!

"Go, decapitate him."

Su Yi said lightly~IndoMTL.com~ While everyone was in shock, an incredible scene happened.

The nine figures with terrifying breath turned around and rushed towards Yingjue!

Should feel: "!!!?"

The sneer on his face solidified, like being struck by lightning. This sudden change made his soul almost fly out. He didn't have time to think about it, he turned around and ran away.

While escaping, Yingjue frantically urged the formation plate in his hand.

But soon he collapsed. The formation plate that controlled and operated the Nine Kings Sealing Heaven formation was completely ineffective, and there was no reaction at all!

"Why is this happening!?"

Should feel the ghosts of the dead.

At this moment, his neck was in severe pain, and his eyes were black.

Then, his head was screwed off by a kind-hearted old monk!