Chapter 5512 Perfect Immortal Art

Hundreds of small pieces of bones flew back into the underworld formation and condensed together again, and then a strong immortal king from the skeleton universe shot out to help him heal his injuries.

"Victory!"

Here in Yangjian, everyone is overjoyed.

Originally thought that no one could beat the purple-golden skeleton, but unexpectedly Lu Ye finally came out and defeated the other party.

On the other side of the underworld, many people looked gloomy.

The purple-golden skeletons are all defeated, who else can beat Lu Ye?

They can naturally see Lu Ye's weakness, as long as they can suppress Lu Ye in terms of speed, it is not difficult to win.

However, it is not easy to suppress Lu Ye in terms of speed.

The purple-golden skull uses soul bone resonance, and with the help of the power to destroy the void, its speed is already extremely astonishing. It is almost impossible to find a faster speed than the purple-golden skeleton among the two true immortals, let alone suppress Lu Ye.

"hateful!"

Many immortal beings from the underworld roared, very upset.

For this challenge, they have made sufficient preparations, and all the strongest players of all levels have been called in.

I thought it would be a sure win.

Although Lu Ming became a variable in the first transformation, the second transformation, with the strength of a purple-golden skeleton, should be stable.

Unexpectedly, a Lu Ye appeared in Yangjian.

In this way, wouldn't Yangjian have two consecutive victories?

"I'll kill him."

In the end, the underworld was unwilling, and another master came out.

This master is also amazingly strong and possesses extreme speed. Unfortunately, he is not Lu Ye's opponent after all. He missed Lu Ye's consecutive attacks, but Lu Ye seized the opportunity to counterattack. He shot through the dantian and destroyed the immortal soul.

This person does not have the terrifying vitality of the purple-gold skull.

So far, the Yin world has conceded defeat, and the Yang world has won two consecutive victories.

Next, it was the turn of the Three Transformations True Immortals battle.

This time, it was Yangjian's turn to leave first.

A young man walked out with golden skin. As soon as he came to the field, he turned into an ant several meters long.

"It's him,

Yi Yang, the grandson of the Ant Emperor! "

Someone recognized this person.

This is a strong man from the Great Universe of Immortals, the grandson of the Ant Emperor, who is said to be the son of an Immortal King.

It wasn't after he was born that his father became the Immortal King, but after his father became the Immortal King, he was born.

This is scary.

It is as difficult as ascending to the sky for an immortal king to have offspring, and the chances are pitifully small.

But once there are descendants, each one of them will be terrifyingly talented.

As for Yinjie, a young man walked out, who looked like he was in his twenties, wearing a purple robe and a feather crown, exuding a dignified aura all over his body.

"Who is this person?"

Many immortal experts in Yangjian looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing this purple-robed youth.

Never seen it before.

But if the opponent dared to fight, there was no doubt that he possessed terrifying combat power.

Swish!

Yi Yang was the first to strike, the golden light was shining brightly, and he had a terrifying temperature. His two front claws kept stabbing out, and the spear glowed brightly.

This is a set of Gun Dao Immortal Scriptures.

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and he tried his best to run Wan Dao Tu to learn secretly.

The purple-robed youth carried one hand behind his back, stretched out only one finger of one hand, and pointed out continuously. Immediately, gun lights burst out, blocking all Yi Yang's attacks.

And it seems lighthearted, which feels like an understatement.

"Such advanced marksmanship, such a terrifying fire..."

Lu Ming's pupils froze.

He could tell that what the purple-robed youth was using was also a set of Immortal Scriptures of the Way of the Spear, but it was not the top-notch Immortal Scriptures, and it was far inferior to the Pointing Spear Technique.

However, the opponent's cultivation is too deep, it is simply reaching the pinnacle, the proficiency is perfect, and the power is infinite.

"Xianshu is almost complete, how is it possible?"

Immortal King Qingxu stood up suddenly, a little shocked.

On the side, other people were also very shocked.

Generally speaking, no matter whether it is the ordinary fairy scriptures or the top-level fairy scriptures, they are all unpredictable, and it is worth a lifetime of exploration and comprehension for an immortal being.

Even for the Immortal King, it is very difficult for him to comprehend a book of Immortal Art to a perfect state.

But the spear and immortal technique performed by this purple-robed youth is obviously about to be completed.

How could it be possible for a Three Transformation True Immortal to practice an immortal art to perfection?

Once cultivated to perfection, no matter how bad the fairy art or scripture is, it can exert terrifying power, and with a small amount of immortal power, it can burst out astonishing power.

For example, the young man in purple robe is like this.

The celestial power he circulates is not strong, but the power erupted from the celestial art is very strong.

Lu Ming ran the Myriad Dao Map, and the runes in his eyes flowed. He could see that the immortal arts performed by the purple-robed youth were filled with densely packed immortal arts rules, as many as tens of thousands.

With the magic rules that Lu Ming has mastered now, he can only learn a little superficially.

Yi Yang shot wildly, but they were all blocked.

In the end, Yi Yang stepped back, his body began to grow, and turned into a giant ant the size of a mountain. At the same time, seven short spears appeared around his body.

This is a whole set of immortal soldiers, with short spears bursting out, stabbing at the purple-robed youth, while Yi Yang's huge body, straddling the starry sky, with huge claws, like knives and spears, stabbing at the purple-robed youth.

This is to defeat the purple-robed youth with great force.

Yi Yang could also see that the other party had cultivated the immortal art to an incredible level, and he was too far behind in the immortal art competition, so he was no match at all.

The purple-robed young man's eyes were indifferent, with a slight flash, his figure was like a fleeting image, avoiding all of Yi Yang's attacks.

So fast!

Another magic trick.

Everyone was shocked.

What the purple-robed youth performed just now is obviously a kind of speed and body technique. It is not too advanced, but it has also been cultivated to an inconceivable level, and it is almost perfect.

The speed is unbelievable. If this person is a real immortal, he can definitely easily suppress Lu Ye in terms of speed.

The point is, how is this possible?

It is already unbelievable to practice one kind of fairy art to almost perfection.

Now, another kind of fairy art has also been cultivated to perfection.

After avoiding Yi Yang's attack, the purple-robed youth stretched out his hand, and a huge gun light formed, piercing towards Yi Yang. Yi Yang couldn't resist with all his strength, and was shot flying out.

However, the golden shell of Yi Yang's body was so strong and immortal that it blocked the gun light.

But the offensive of the purple-robed youth was just at the beginning. He stepped forward and appeared around Yi Yang in an instant. A fairy sword appeared in his hand, and he cut it down with one blow.

A very, very thin sword light flashed away, and with a puff, Yi Yang's solid and immortal shell was cut open, and golden blood flowed out continuously.

Yi Yang felt the pain, went berserk in an instant, and fought back with all his strength, but all the attacks were easily avoided by the purple-robed youth.

From the beginning to the end, the young man in purple robe carried one hand on his back, and only used one hand, but Yi Yang was forced to retreat steadily.

It gave people an illusion, as if a high-ranking senior was giving advice to a junior.