Chapter 207: Death Sword, Deformation and Growth

A middle-aged man wearing the attire of an elder of the Changsheng Sword Sect appeared on the deck, with a black long sword slung around his waist.

Although it only releases the power of the mid-stage True God, it doesn't feel much worse than Old Man Aoki, the peak True God.

This is the gap between the Immortal Sect and the casual cultivators, which is enough to create a small realm. There are even more Tianjiao disciples.

As for the gap between the Holy Land and ordinary Immortal Sects, the gap is even greater. Among the Immortal Sects, only a few super geniuses like Hua Junlan can catch up with the Son-level figures in the Holy Land.

God Tengguang's face changed slightly when he saw the man who appeared, Long Can!

The Immortal Sword Sect is one of the strongest Immortal Sect-level forces in the Eastern Region. There is more than one True Immortal in the Immortal Sect, and there is only one Doomsday Saint Lord left to go one step further and become the Seventh Holy Land in the Eastern Region.

As for the most promising person in the Eternal Life Sword Sect to become the Holy Master of the End Realm, besides Hua Junlan’s father, there is also one person who is the ancestor of his family, the Supreme Elder of the Eternal Life Sword Sect who is known as the ancestor of the Life and Death Sword Sect!

Moreover, this man himself is also a ruthless man. He once killed thousands of people in the northern part of the Eastern Territory and earned the name of the Death Sword. He was decisive in killing and had extraordinary combat power!

He couldn't help but swallowed. This was Hua Junlan's guardian. It seemed that the inheritance this time was not so easy to get.

"It seems that the aftermath of the Immortal Divine Thunder still remains over there. Let's get over it later." Long Can said.

Although the specific power of this immortal calamity cannot be perceived due to the barrier of heaven, the power of this scale is no less than that of an ordinary middle-level true immortal with all his strength.

In his opinion, this person who has overcome the tribulation is indeed very powerful, but I am afraid that he is already dead at this time, and there is no need to risk the remaining power of the immortal thunder.

Hua Junlan shook her head and sent a message to Long Can, "Uncle Long, it is impossible for the peaks of the true gods in the Ten Thousand Islands Sea to cause such an immortal catastrophe.

Let alone them, even if you reach the peak of True God, you probably won't be able to do this, right?

In Yi Junlan, this person, who may be a former saint son of a certain holy land, is undergoing a tribulation. There is a high probability that he has a life-saving thing given by the holy land, and he should not be dead yet.

Right now, we are about to go to war with the Xingluo Immortal Sect. If we get this help, we can also relieve some pressure on my father and Sword Ancestor. "

Long Can thought for a moment, "I'll take you there, there's no need for Yaoyao, she's too weak."

Lu Yao curled her lips when she heard this, but she didn't dare to talk back to this person. After all, he was his own uncle.

Black and white sword light danced, carrying the two people away. Old Man Aoki and True God Fujimitsu hesitated for a moment before following.

Not long after, several people arrived at the center of the Immortal Tribulation. The sea water still showed a light golden color, with the aftertaste of immortal thunder flowing in it.

If an ordinary warrior fell into the sea, it would be difficult to float back up.

They looked towards the center and saw a figure in white who was unconscious and floating on his back on the sea.

He looked very young, but his clothes were ragged and he looked a little embarrassed.

But no one dares to look down upon him, because this man still has the breath of life, the kind of vitality that is full of vitality. It is obvious that this is a genuine young man, not some old monster.

Saint child level! Definitely a saint-level figure!

Hua Junlan raised her hand and waved a green light, which was a life-saving thing given to him by her father.

As the green light entered his body, Qin Jiang's life aura was obviously strengthened, but it was still not stable.

Tengguang Zhenshen looked at Qin Jiang's finger. A bronze ring exuded a special breath of life.

This vitality is extremely special and has an indescribable attraction to his plant vitality.

"Holy Girl Hua, how about letting the little god give it a try? The little god is quite accomplished in the art of life, and maybe he can save her."

Hua Junlan looked at him, thought for a moment and then nodded slightly, "Thank you, God."

"Saintess, you're welcome." God Tengguang chuckled, walked directly to Qin Jiang, held his wrist and injected pure life force into it.

But in just one breath, his complexion changed slightly, because he felt that Qin Jiang's body was like a bottomless pit, and the life force he injected into it was insignificant!

But why is this true god so powerful? !

Just as he was about to retract his hand and quietly touch the ring on Qin Jiang's hand, he suddenly felt a suction force coming from Qin Jiang's body, sucking out his life force unscrupulously.

His hair was visibly losing its luster and slowly turning gray.

"Hurry up! I'm sucked!" he yelled.

The Death-Death Sword Long Can also noticed something was wrong, and with quick eyes and quick hands, he directly cut off the wrist of Teng Guangzhenshen.

God Fujimitsu screamed in pain, turned over and fled, landing behind everyone panting and looking panicked.

But in fact, instead of panicking, he was actually a little happy. Although he lost a hand and needed some vitality to recover, he touched the ring off Qin Jiang's hand!

A bronze ring was firmly held in his hand, urging his divine power to be refined.

Hua Junlan frowned and looked at the unconscious Qin Jiang in front of her, wondering whether to take him to the boat.

Being able to threaten the mid-level True God even in a coma was beyond the scope of a Saint-Son-level figure. She was not sure whether the other party had any malicious intent.

Just as she was thinking, a frightened scream suddenly came from behind her.

Everyone looked back, their pupils shrank suddenly, and their breaths couldn't help but suffocate.

I saw that the body of True God Fujimitsu was rapidly growing in size. No, it wasn't growth, it was distortion!

At this time, Fujimitsu Shinshin's vitality was extremely strong, so strong that his body had begun to proliferate disorderly. In just a blink of an eye, he became a tumor, and new tumors were still growing on the tumor, densely packed and extremely disgusting.

Hua Junlan could not help but step back, Long Can protected her behind him, and pressed his palm on the hilt of the black sword, ready to attack at any time.

Clusters of kelp-like plants spread from under Fujimitsu Shinshin's body, shaking and waving constantly, as if they had their own life consciousness.

"Save, save me, save me!" Fujimitsu Shinshin's head was hidden by the tumor, and only vague sounds came out.

He could no longer control his body, and even his thoughts were intermittent, as if his brain had self-awareness.

Elder Qingmu looked at the growing meat ball, hesitated for a moment, and still planned to take action. After all, although there were fights among the Thirteen Gods of the Ten Thousand Islands, it was precisely because of the existence of the Thirteen Gods that the Ten Thousand Islands Sea Area was not touched by outsiders.

Green light gathered in his hands, but before he could make a move, he heard a muffled sound coming from the position of Fujimitsu Shinshin, and Fujimitsu Shinshin's breath disappeared.

The next moment, a green-brown plant rose from the ground with Fujimitsu Shinshin as its foundation, growing hundreds of meters high.

This is a plant similar to the rhizome of kelp, which is very common in the shallow waters of the Wandao Sea.

Everyone stared at this scene in a daze, with a bit of fear in their eyes, which is the natural fear of unknown things that cannot be understood.

"Tattatt"

A series of sounds of claws hitting hard objects came from the inside of this deformed plant, and a translucent black and blue scorpion slowly crawled out, holding a bronze ring between its claws.