The soul of the Nascent Soul monk in his body has been killed by Wu Xiaoshan and has been freed from the control of the God-Transforming Cultivator. Now, after hearing Wu Xiaoshan's words, his eyes immediately shone fiercely and he stared at the God-Transforming Cultivator.

The Nascent Soul monk did not take action immediately, because he had the Nascent Soul blunt, not because the few people who were protecting these things next to the incarnation monks, but the Nascent Soul monks still looked down on them.

However, the shadow that the god-transforming monks had on the Nascent Soul monks was huge. Until now, the Nascent Soul monks were still very afraid of this demon in the Demon Palace, which came from the bottom of their hearts. After all, they were puppets that had been around for many years. Even if they were free, they were still very slave.

But after thinking of his lovely daughter, son, wife, and family, the powerful Nascent Soul can no longer control himself.

“Ahhh…!”

"Swish!" The magic weapon in his hand flashed, and the photographer rushed to kill the god-turned-in cultivator of the Demon Palace.

"You dare, I am the Supreme Elder of the Demon Palace. If you dare to take action, even if you escape to the ends of the world, you will be chased endlessly by the Demon Palace!" The god-turned-in-law cultivator roared, but he had no confidence, but he still wanted to use these words to threaten the other party, so that the other party would not dare to do whatever he wanted.

Wu Xiaoshan watched it very interestingly. This was a big show! The Wudang Mountain disciples also watched this big show with great attention. None of them thought that this was originally a difficult situation in Wudang, but they did not expect that it would have turned into a drama now.

"Hmph, why didn't you say such things when you killed my whole family? Today you will die!" said the Nascent Soul monk, gritting his teeth, his face full of madness.

"Kill!" The disciples of the Nascent Soul Killing Pills around the Demon Palace's God-turning monk did not hesitate to kill the Nascent Soul Cultivator. After all, this is obviously a problem that is unsolvable.

It is inevitable that the Nascent Soul Cultivator wants to kill the Supreme Elder. If the Supreme Elder fails to die, even if he returns to the Demon Palace, he will probably not have any good ending. Thinking about the strength of the Demon Palace, these people feel a trembling from the depths of their souls.

Let’s look at the great Nascent Soul cultivator in front of you. Although the person in front of you is a great Nascent Soul cultivator and a desperate cultivator, compared with the Demon Palace, these people think that they will still get rid of the great Nascent Soul cultivator in front of you. This way they have more chances to survive.

But this is not just this Nascent Soul cultivator who wants the life of this Demon Palace God-turning monk! There are a few more!

They are all subordinates brought by the god-transforming monk. Wu Xiaoshan now has a sad idea for the god-transforming monk in the Demon Palace. Originally, the fairy under his command, Ah, wanted to kill his enemy, and his identity changed in a short period of time. This is really too fast!

This is simply a change of face in Sichuan Province!

"kill!"

As the war began to unfold, the incarnation monk of the Demon Palace watched the monks fighting together on the field and wanted to leave quietly, and at this moment.

"Uh!" The god-turning monk in the Demon Palace felt that his heart was penetrated. The god-turning monk looked at the person who had a magic weapon flying sword in front of him unimaginably.

This person is a monk in the early stage of the Killing Pill, or a guard who is guarding next to the monk in the Transformation of God!

"You, you...!" The monk pointed at the god-turning monk, couldn't believe it, and he didn't expect that the guard would suddenly attack him.

Looking at the God-Cultivation Elder, the guard was not afraid at all, and his eyes looked at the God-Cultivation Elder, "Do you remember the people you killed in Niujiazhuang thirty years ago? You have killed all the people in a village. These people are my relatives!" The guard said word by word.

The eyes were meaningless, as if they saw through the world.

"Okay. It's time for you to leave!" The guard knew that the god-transforming monks were not so easy to die, and that life could survive even without the support of the heart. The heart was just an organ that ensured the monk's vitality.

But *Fuck you, the soul can still exist, so if the guard wants to take revenge, he must destroy the body of the god-transforming monk in front of him and the soul.

"Haha, just you want to kill me too?" The God-Transforming Elder of the Demon Palace said disdainfully. If the Nascent Soul Cultivator could kill him, he believed it, but the monk at the early stage of the Killing Dan, hehe, if you want to kill him, the God-Transforming Cultivator is not just a joke.

"Is that so? Then you're ready!" After the monk Jiedan said that, he saw a jade slip appear in the monk Qi.

There are waves of masculine energy on the jade slip. The talisman is a talisman or a kind of thunder talisman. It is known for its attack power. Cultivators usually need to overcome the thunder talisman when they pass through the tribulation.

"Celestial level talisman! How is it possible that you actually have the Tianestial level talisman?" After seeing the monk Jiedan took out the talisman, he was shocked. He did not expect that the other party would have such a means.

Not everyone can have such talismans. Not only can they be called god-transforming monks, but even fusion monks can destroy them.

"Haha, it was God's eyes that made me get this talisman by chance. I originally wanted to wait for the opportunity, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly! Today you have no choice!" The monk Jiedan saw the shocked and frightened expression of the God Transformation Elder, and immediately laughed. This is what he wanted!

Seeing the other party’s fear was the most enjoyable thing in his heart. Wu Xiaoshan next to him saw it and said in his heart, ‘It seems that if you do evil things, you will die!’ That’s right!

"Sacrifice!" The talisman was thrown into the air by the elixir monk, and the lightning suddenly appeared. Endless dark clouds gathered from all directions, and the thunder sounded.

The monks at the sect below Wudang Mountain murmured silently when they saw the constant changes in the air. What happened to the Wudang Sect! Why didn’t there be any rest today?

"Crack, this guy is too crazy!" Wu Xiaoshan suddenly felt that the thunder seemed a bit big!

"You guys retreat quickly!" The Wudang disciples also saw the changes in the sky. When they heard Wu Xiaoshan's words, they retreated without questioning. After all, the target of the thunder attack was the monks of the Demon Palace, so they should not be affected.

Of course, Wu Xiaoshan didn't want to be affected and retreated directly.

"Crack!" The thunder cracked, and a golden thunder pillar the size of a bucket hit the god-turned monk of the Demon Palace.

Looking at the thunder that was hitting him, the god-turning monk in the Demon Palace was shocked and wanted to escape, but now his cultivation level was blocked and he had no chance at all.

As a god-transforming monk, I have been talking for thousands of years. Of course, I cherish my life very much, and it is even more terrifying to die. Now that I face death directly, the god-transforming elder is desperate.

"No..." A scream spread throughout the Wudang Mountain system. The foreign monks, casual cultivators, and ordinary people below Wudang Mountain all heard it. This was a call of despair!

What exactly happened on the mountain!

People are curious animals. When they don’t know, the more they want to know, they create mystery after they know it, and continue to continue...

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the thunder fell and hit it directly.

It turned out that there was only some trash left in the place where the Demon Palace transformed the gods and cultivators were painted black, and they were already scorched by thunder. A large pit of a hundred meters square and thirty meters deep appeared in everyone's eyes.
Chapter completed!