Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Chapter 489

The headmaster of Qingxuan Dao felt a chill in his heart at this moment.

Escape, can't escape; even if he can escape, after his realm falls, it will be a dead end.

Fight? This is a faster choice.

A Qiao family warrior with ten thousand years of skill is already extremely difficult for them, not to mention that there are five people in front of them.

This is a battle with little hope, even as a Taoist master of the God of Transformation and the headmaster of the Immortal Sect, he is still unsure.

"Qingxuan Dao disciples, attack together, we have no way to retreat, surround and kill the Qiao family demon!"

The headmaster of Qingxuan Dao shouted angrily.

His Dharma body has disappeared, but the original body and the incense god body are still there.

At this moment, the two bodies each pinched the magic formula, and the lavender Samadhi True Fire poured out like a flood, as if to burn the sky to ashes.

The headmaster of Qingxuan Dao said the same thing.

But this time, there were only a few cultivators following the headmaster of Qingxuan Dao.

Not to mention ordinary disciples.

Even many of the Nascent Soul elders of Qingxuan Dao showed obvious hesitation.

Some even used the escape technique to transform into a beam of light and leave silently.

"Junior Brother Xuanyin, as an elder of our sect, do you want to betray the sect in times of crisis?" The headmaster of Qingxuan Dao asked immediately.

"Brother, stop talking. Do you believe what you said?" The Yuanying elder named Xuanyin said in telepathy:

"You and I are both immortals who have broken through the barrier of breaking obsession and abandoning desire. Do you want me to stay and advance and retreat with the sect, and die together at the hands of the Qiao family devil?" The escaping elder Xuanyin just sneered:

"We are all thousand-year-old foxes. Don't use big principles to bluff people... We gather into a sect, but we are just a group in this world with declining spiritual energy, gathering incense and will to break through the realm, go further on the immortal path, and get closer to immortality."

"But if I stay here now, the immortal path will naturally end here, and everything else is false."

"You see that Qingxuan Dao has reached a life-and-death moment. Has the ancestor in this small world of Dongtian made any moves?"

The head of Qingxuan Dao was speechless.

Immortal cultivators like them are actually people with a lot of minds and see things clearly. How can they be swayed by the friendship of the sect and act emotionally?

Weighing the pros and cons is the instinct of every immortal cultivator, or everyone, but immortal cultivators are more direct.

If they can survive by staying here and fighting to the death, they will also spend their mana to surround and kill the Qiao family demon with the headmaster.

But if staying here is more risky, they will naturally not disregard their own lives.

This speech made the headmaster of Qingxuan Dao speechless for a moment, and he just shouted coldly:

"If you run away at this critical moment, won't it boost the morale of the Qiao family and destroy the prestige of our Qingxuan Dao?"

When Elder Xuanyin transmitted the message with his spiritual consciousness, his feet did not slow down at all. At this moment, he had just disappeared into the depths of the clouds. At this time, he transmitted the message with his spiritual consciousness:

"Headmaster, you are the headmaster of our sect. If you are targeted by the Qiao family, there is no possibility of escape."

"But we may not be able to do that."

"If I can leave today, it will leave a little incense for Qingxuan Dao. Even if Qingxuan Dao is destroyed, as an elder of the sect, I have the possibility of reviving the sect."

"Headmaster, I am not running away just for my own life, but for the continuation of the Qingxuan Dao lineage, I am enduring humiliation and living!"

This transmission of spiritual consciousness was no longer a private communication with the headmaster's spiritual consciousness, a whispered debate.

Instead, it was a direct loudspeaker broadcast, speaking to everyone.

Suddenly, the disciples on the Qingxuan Dao Immortal Mountain had different expressions, and their hearts were in turmoil. More cultivators broke through the air and turned into escaping lights and flew up.

"This Xuanyin... Damn it, is he trying to muddy the water and increase the possibility of escape?"

The head of the Qingxuan Dao was not a fool, and he saw through the thoughts of the elder Xuanyin at a glance.

If he was the only Yuanying cultivator escaping, it would be extremely difficult to escape from the clutches of the Qiao family.

But if there were 20 or 30 Yuanying cultivators and countless other cultivators escaping together...

There was no gate on this immortal mountain, even if there were five Qiao family members, could they really stop them all?

"Don't give up!"

Qiao Mu's thunderous voice resounded through the sky, and the sound waves stirred in all directions.

Wherever he went, the faces of the escaping cultivators turned pale and there was a brief delay.

Among the twelve sound skills that Yan Taizu gave to Qiao Mu, "Po Yue Long Yin Gong" and "Tian Ming Sheng Gang" were the most powerful.

The former is a magical skill that transforms sound waves into shock wave power, and can tear mountains apart with sound alone. The latter relies on sound power to attack people's souls, making the warriors' blood stagnate for a moment and the cultivators' consciousness dazed.

"Don't give up, you can still fight!" Qiao Mu took out the Qiao leather drum directly from the storage bag and slapped it heavily with his palm.

"The Qingxuan Dao Immortal Sect has stood in the world for endless years and has infinite heritage. How can ordinary warriors compare with it?" Qiao Mu slapped the leather drum wildly and shouted:

"Qingxuan Dao will eventually win. The martial arts are just a side path and cannot last long. The immortal way is the right way in the world!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The inspiring sound of the war drums resounded in all directions like thunder.

The drums seemed to have an almost demonic infectious power, spreading an extremely strong emotion.

It was like forcing someone to pry open their mouth and force ten bowls of chicken soup into their mouth. Although this method was rough and devilish, the Qingxuan Dao cultivators who had escaped were suddenly excited.

"Let's fight the Qiao family devil!"

The Xuanyin elder was furious and took the lead, raising his hand and blasting with a palm thunder.

"Glorify my sect!"

"Strengthen my Qingxuan Dao!"

The cultivators of Qingxuan Dao were also furious and fought back together.

The head of Qingxuan Dao looked at this scene without any relief in his heart. When he looked at Qiao Mu, an inexplicable chill flashed in his eyes.

Qiao Mu stood still and did not dodge the attacks of Elder Xuanyin and others.

"This is the taste..." Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes and opened his arms, as if embracing the lightning that gradually bloomed in front of him.

At this moment, the cultivators of Qingxuan Dao were all red-eyed, immersed in the inexplicable strong determination to die, and thousands of spells were cast without regard for the consequences, falling on Qiao Mu.

And he slowly raised his feet and stepped forward.

"It's still too light."

After a faint sigh.

A rapidly expanding giant hand penetrated the heavy lightning, and the iron fist penetrated Elder Xuanyin, and even penetrated the hundred-meter-long body of the head of Qingxuan Dao.

The strong true energy exploded on the fist, and the surging airflow spread violently around the fist, turning into radial airflow and strong wind.

The already illusory incense god body dimmed in an instant, and was pierced by the huge palm.

Then it turned into countless light particles bit by bit, breaking and disintegrating in the sunset.

The surroundings were suddenly quiet.

The Qingxuan Dao monks who were briefly excited by the Qiaopi drum just now suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar.

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The lightning that was dazzling to the extreme just now quickly faded as they woke up.

When the light disappeared.

What appeared in their field of vision was a wall.

A wall of people.

To be precise, this is not a wall of people, but five walls of people in four directions: east, west, south and north.

They were giants as tall and terrifying as small mountains, with muscles covering their bodies like thick armor, and the flowing true energy swept around like a sea current, turning into invisible wind pressure to blow away the surrounding debris.

Five thick and terrifying tall human walls came from all directions and surrounded them on the Qingxuan Dao Immortal Mountain.

At this moment, the monks' brief false fighting spirit had been completely suppressed, and their hearts were already filled with inexplicable shock.

"Do you know the feeling of the sword tip rubbing against the throat?"

A low voice said.

Qiao Mu raised the Qiao family spinal cord sword in his hand.

While speaking, the bright sword light lit up like a silk thread, crossing the throats of a group of monks.

This sword light was extremely sharp. Under the sword, whether it was a Jindan monk or a Yuanying elder, all the protective magic weapons were chopped to pieces, and the various colored treasure lights dimmed.

But this sword light was extremely accurate.

It just barely scraped the monks' throats, and blood gushed out, but it didn't cut off even one monk's head.

"Cat playing with mouse?" Elder Xuanyin was ashamed and angry.

Qiao Mu's giant figure had already stepped over him.

"Geckos cut off their tails, and squids spray ink. When the creatures in this world are on the verge of death, they often burst out with a strong desire to survive."

The giant's low and loud voice echoed in this messy fairy mountain:

"And I haven't tasted this kind of taste for many years."

"So... tell me." Qiao Mu looked directly at the head of Qingxuan Dao, his eyes sincere:

"What should I do to make you use your best tricks, or let your supreme elder take action?"

The head of Qingxuan Dao looked at Qiao Mu's eyes, his face twitched, and he was speechless.

He was really speechless.

Qingxuan Dao certainly has supreme elders, and also has Mahayana magic weapons that can suppress a sect.

However, the Daojun of Huashen could not refine the Mahayana magic weapon, so even though he was the headmaster of the immortal sect, he was not the real owner of the magic weapon...

Now the ancestors in the small world of Dongtian were ready to watch them fend for themselves, so how could they hand over the magic weapon to him?

"Since you don't want to talk...then I can only try to kill your headmaster first." Qiao Mu said.

The four hundred-meter walls of people in the four directions took steps and began to charge.

The ground trembled and shattered under their feet, and huge cracks appeared with their steps, and smoke and dust swept around.

"Don't even think about it-------" The headmaster of Qingxuan Dao was so angry that he wanted to tear his eyes apart. A piece of yellow talisman paper flew in his hand, and it burned to ashes in the wind, and then the rolling wind suddenly enveloped the surroundings.

Although the Supreme Elder was unwilling to take action, as the headmaster, he naturally had the talisman of the Hedao period above Huashen in his hand, which could mobilize a large amount of power of heaven and earth and overturn the rivers and seas at will.

At this moment, the fierce gale expanded rapidly at an alarming speed, connecting the ground below and the sky above. Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed as it rolled.

In the blink of an eye, this violent hurricane has swallowed up most of the Qingxuan Dao Sect, with the potential to swallow up the sky and the earth.

But Qiao Mu just lowered his head, and the vast true energy of more than ten thousand years poured out from his palm, turning into a giant palm of shocking golden light like a hill.

And in all directions behind him, four golden palms lit up in succession.

"Tathagata Divine Palm."

"Tathagata Divine Palm Tathagata Divine Palm Tathagata Divine Palm..."

Suddenly.

A tsunami of true energy erupted, drowning everything.

After a long time, when the lingering true energy dissipated together with the violent hurricane.

However, they saw Qiao Mu, who had returned to normal human height, standing next to the headless giant hill. At his feet was the headless body of Qingxuan Dao Master who had been photographed into a flat piece.

The head of Qingxuan Dao Master was picked up in his hand and carried casually.

He held his head and stood there quietly, waiting quietly.

The tall human walls behind him continued to kill, and their iron fists were swung like the wind, slamming down the flying rainbow lights.

The trees waited quietly until night fell, and the ruined Qingxuan Dao Immortal Gate fell silent once again.

At this point, there were no living people around, only himself and his corpses standing alone on the ruins.

"So, after all, there are no supreme elders with astonishing cultivation among the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect. They are all fake. They are all fake."

Qiao Mu held the head of Daojun Qingxuan, his eyes dimmed slightly, revealing a little loneliness and desolation:

"Is there anyone in this world who can kill me?"

He lowered his hands, threw down the head of Qingxuan Dao Master, and trampled it to pieces.

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"Qing Xuandao is also dead..."

"How could this be so...that Qingxuan Dao is a sect comparable to my Dao Sect..."

In the Zhongzhou Daodao Sect's meeting hall, the elders were discussing with pained expressions on their faces.

"How about asking the other immortal sects for their opinions? Contact Tongtian Sword Sect and Liangyi Sect?"

"What I'm saying is that the headmaster of the Liangyi Sect has also died at the hands of the Qiao family. He is in the same boat as me and is in a similar situation..."

Naturally, they have the means to directly communicate with the other senior elders of the Immortal Sect. However, the relationship between the sects is usually tense, like several enemy countries fighting against each other, so they usually do not use it.

It’s just that now that things have come to a point, it’s natural that it’s no longer necessary.

So when Qingxuan Dao encountered this drastic change, it didn't take long for the news to spread among the few surviving immortal sects.

After just some exchanges, no one could do anything.

The Taoist Master of the Dao Dao Sect is dead, and the remaining great elders are at the peak level of Yuanying. Although their strength is extraordinary, they are somewhat unable to control the situation at this time, and they feel like they are leaderless.

"Qingzhuo, what do you think?" The great elder looked at Qingzhuo and suddenly asked:

"Now the Qiao family is destroying Taoist temples all over Jiuzhou and attacking the Immortal Sect. This is to destroy the foundation first and then cut down the branches. We have no retreat."

"Me?" Elder Qingzhuo was stunned, noticing the gazes of many Nascent Soul elders around him.

His cultivation is only at the early stage of Yuanying, and he ranks last among the elders of the Dao Sect... But to be honest, even the headmaster has been beaten to death. In the current situation, the gap between the early stage of Yuanying and the peak of Yuanying is really small. Not big anymore...

So much so that the elders repeatedly asked him, a senior elder who had escaped from the Qiao family many times, for his opinion.

"In my opinion..." Elder Qingzhuo muttered:

"Just tolerate him, let him, let him, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, and wait for another hundred, thousand, ten thousand years, and you can see him."

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