Everyone held their breath.
Staring at the remnant soul intently.
Feeling tremendous pressure.
I saw the remnant soul slowly stand up, it was extremely burly, more than three meters tall!
Just standing there was accompanied by a strong sense of oppression that made everyone breathless.
The remnant soul stretched out his hand and grasped the air, and a half-real and half-virtual sword actually appeared in his hand!
He talked to himself.
"I am Fang Mian, also known as General Zhenwu."
He looked up at the ceiling, as if he could see through the rock and look up at the sky.
"I followed the Immortal Lord to fight in the Ten Thousand Immortals War, and I died. The battle was extremely fierce, and the Immortal Realm was devastated. In addition to the Immortal Gate, many sinkholes were poked out, and I fell into the mortal world..."
"I fell from that pit... I died, leaving only my last remnant soul sleeping here."
"Has that war been going on for a million years?"
He looked at Zhou Yu and others again, filled with murderous intent.
"How dare you break into my palace and touch my coffin? I will make sure you never come back!"
Fang Mian suddenly moved at an incredibly fast speed, with a kind of dusty but soul-stirring murderous aura!
He suddenly appeared in front of a Qingyun Sect disciple and slashed him with his sword.
The Qingyun Sect disciple had no power to resist and died on the spot!
Everyone was shocked.
Yang Xiuxing knew the disciple's strength, but he was in the middle stage of foundation building. Even with his current cultivation level, it would take a long time to kill him...
This remnant soul is incredible!
Fang Mian took a look at the corpse of the Qingyun Sect disciple and said in disappointment, "Has his strength declined to such an extent? His cultivation is equivalent to nothing."
"Forget it, killing these ants is enough."
Fang Mian launched an indiscriminate attack on everyone.
There are no fancy spells and no weapons of infinite power.
Just relying on the remaining power left by the remnant soul, the mighty momentum, and the invincible posture, he can kill everyone instantly, one by one, and no one can stop him!
One cultivator was so frightened by this scene that he lost his soul and was chopped into two pieces by Fang Mian!
Some monks tried to disguise their fear by shouting loudly, but they could not escape the fate of being separated from their bodies!
Fang Mian, however, remained expressionless, and his huge body exerted an extremely oppressive force!
Standing in front of him was like a wooden stake waiting to be chopped down!
Everyone else was terrified, their words filled with powerlessness and sadness.
"What kind of power is this? Even though he is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he is not even in the same era as us!!"
"I originally thought that Tianjiao was invincible in the same level. Even if the elders suppressed the realm, they would not be able to win against Tianjiao!"
“But this remnant soul… this invincible posture, this unrivaled power, everything, in front of him, is nothing!”
"The immortals have come to the mortal world, the immortals have come to the mortal world..."
Li Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh.
"Like the demon slayer from heaven, he is truly the Tai Sui God on earth! This square crown..."
She smiled bitterly.
Faced with such power, everyone present is doomed to die.
As they were talking, several more monks were ruthlessly killed!
At this moment, Yang Xiuxing suddenly moved.
Turn around and run!
Fang Mian would naturally not let him go. His huge body appeared behind him and his sword descended!
Yang Xiuxing hurriedly dodged behind a stone pillar of the palace.
Fang Mian actually stopped swinging the knife at this point!
Zhou Yu woke up from his shock when he saw this scene and shouted, "He doesn't want to destroy the items in the palace, so he is looking for a hiding place and waiting for an opportunity to run away!"
The monks rekindled their hope and started running!
However,
A disgusting scene appeared.
Yang Xiuxing heard Zhou Yu's words and took advantage of Fang Mian's attention.
He ran outside quickly and suddenly activated the formation. Light curtains rose up and covered the entire palace.
The monk wanted to rush out, but found that he could not break through the light curtain at all.
Li Qinghuan recognized the formation, gritted his teeth, and cursed angrily, "It's the Dusk Formation! An earth-level trapping formation. Damn Yang Xiuxing, he clearly escaped, but he didn't hesitate to use such a big move to put us to death!"
She would never have thought that Yang Xiuxing still had this trick up his sleeve!
The monks in the palace fell into despair.
Especially the disciples of Qingyun Sect, they trust Yang Xiuxing so much and respect him very much.
It would be fine if he didn't save them.
They even want to kill them!!
Yang Xiuxing laughed loudly outside the palace, "Hahahaha! Go to hell! You want to fight me? Li Qinghuan, you're too naive!"
"I will leave first, and you will stay in this secret palace forever!!"
A cultivator from the Qingyun Sect shouted with the last glimmer of hope.
"Elder Yang! Save us! Don't abandon us!!"
Yang Xiuxing said coldly, "As disciples of Qingyun Sect, you must be prepared to die!"
"Don't worry, your family members will be treated with respect by our Qingyun Sect and we guarantee that they will have no worries in their lives!!"
Upon hearing this, the Qingyun Sect disciples felt death was imminent and could no longer hold back, and started cursing.
"Old man! Even if we become ghosts, we won't let you go!!"
Yang Xiuxing snorted coldly, remained unmoved, and disappeared into the mist.
Those Qingyun Sect disciples chose to die standing and fight for their lives with Fang Mian, but it only added some fun to Fang Mian's sword-wielding.
Fang Mian remained calm, "Ants are just ants after all."
With a swing of the sword, the blood of the remaining four Qingyun Sect disciples was spilled into the sky.
To put it bluntly.
Killing a chicken is not that easy.
This is the power of the immortal...
The remaining few Taichu Sect disciples suddenly turned around and bowed to Li Qinghuan with tears in their eyes.
"Sister (Grandmaster), we have no regrets about joining the Taichu sect, and we have no regrets about following you."
"Today is the day for us to repay you."
Li Qinghuan was stunned. "What are you going to do? Hide behind me quickly, and we will use the formation to defeat him together!"
Several disciples did not do as instructed. Instead, they looked at each other, reached a consensus, and stood in a row in front of Li Qinghuan.
One of the female disciples said, "Senior Sister, this time it's our turn to protect you."
After saying that, they rushed towards Fang Mian without fear!
The square crowned sword shed blood, just like the ruthless road, the same to everyone.
Send them to death!
Li Qinghuan's heart missed a beat.
Sigh softly.
She did not have deep feelings for these disciples. They were just a few of her disciples in the Taichu Sect, some of whom she could not even remember by name.
At her level, her emotions were gradually weakening, not to mention remembering these insignificant disciples.
Li Qinghuan showed a relieved expression.
"Well, facing such a true immortal, I won't live long."
"It's fate... isn't it?"
Li Qinghuan was about to give up resistance.
But Zhou Yu on the side pulled out a wooden sword.
Walk towards Fang Mian.
The desolate back made Li Qinghuan feel refreshed, but he still said, "Don't struggle, it's better to die quickly."
Zhou Yu glanced at her, his tone extremely calm.
"I'm going to suppress him and then get out."