Junior sister took first place again

At the top of the Jiuyou Palace, the inner demon stood suspended in the air, the surging demonic energy and spiritual energy blending into a chaotic torrent, roaring and rushing around it, emitting a terrifying pressure that would suffocate even the Immortal Lord.

The space groaned and twisted under the pressure. The sounds of fighting in the battlefield of all spirits below were blocked by an invisible barrier, and seemed as distant as the clamor of another world.

His gaze penetrated everything and locked onto Ning Jiasheng, who was holding a red flame and surrounded by golden and red demonic flames that burned the sky and split the earth.

The rage that stemmed from the subversion of absolute control burned fiercely in the core of His consciousness.

However, He ultimately retained a trace of... a final "patience" towards this one and only creation.

Without words, the inner demon simply slowly raised his arm made of pure chaotic energy.

In front of the palm, the space suddenly collapsed and condensed.

A light prison composed purely of chaotic power, which seemed to be able to imprison the stars, took shape instantly. It came down on Ning Jiasheng's head with irresistible devouring power and aura of annihilation.

This is not a killing move, it is a grappling move.

It is the gods' ultimatum to rebellious creations - surrender, or be imprisoned in the abyss of eternal annihilation.

Wherever the light prison passed, space silently melted away, leaving behind hideous and twisted black cracks.

The terrifying suction force caused the flames around Ning Jiasheng to stagnate, and his body was involuntarily pulled forward.

"A Sheng!" The Immortal Qinglian shouted, and the ice-blue sword in his hand shot out like lightning, pointing towards the void under Ning Jiasheng's feet.

The other immortals didn't even have time to lend a helping hand before they were firmly pinned to the spot by the invisible restraining force, unable to protect themselves.

Click!

An extremely cold ice lotus, containing the primordial meaning of the initial separation of chaos, suddenly bloomed and condensed at Ning Jiasheng's feet.

The black ice, which was stronger than divine weapons, spread instantly, freezing her feet and the space below into one, and she withstood the terrifying sucking force.

The crystal clear lotus collided with the edge of the light prison with a loud bang, and the harsh sound of shattering and annihilation was intertwined, and ice chips and chaotic energy flew everywhere.

The inner demon's gaze never left Ning Jiasheng from beginning to end.

The light prison slowed down slightly due to the strenuous resistance of the Immortal Master Qinglian, but it still pressed down heavily with an unstoppable force.

The lotus petals continued to shatter and disappear. The Green Lotus Immortal Venerable's face turned pale, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he had reached his limit.

"last chance."

The inner demon's cold, emotionless voice was like an icy brand, engraved directly into the depths of Ning Jiasheng's soul.

"Come back. Or, sink with them . . . . "

The pressure was like a landslide and a tsunami. The master's struggling support and the absolute power of the inner demon that regarded all living beings as ants were like heavy shackles, trying to crush Ning Jiasheng's will.

Ning Jiasheng suddenly looked up, and in his golden vertical pupils, he reflected the slowly descending light prison and the chaotic body of the inner demon that could not be looked directly at.

She did not look at her fellow Taoists and demons who had fallen on the ground, but every bit of pain was imprinted in her heart.

The golden-red flames above the red flames were not suppressed. Instead, they burned more purely and more fiercely under the extreme pressure.

The color of the flame changed from golden red to a faint pale color that seemed to burn everything.

She clasped Chi Yan's sword tightly with her five fingers, and poured all her strength, including her deep anger, unyielding will, and determination to protect, into the sword.

Then, she made an extremely decisive move—swinging the sword upwards!

laugh--!

A pale line of fire, condensed to the extreme and seemingly able to cut through the boundaries of time and space, burst out from the tip of the sword.

Wherever it passed, space silently melted and annihilated, leaving behind black scars that could not be healed for a long time.

The pale fire line cut with incredible precision at the stalemate point between the light prison and the black ice.

The heart-pounding sound of annihilation exploded——

The indestructible light prison was like ice and snow encountering its nemesis, and a huge gap was silently torn open. The power that imprisoned the immortals was also cut off by this sword.

Ning Jiasheng's figure, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, broke free from its shackles and soared into the sky from the cut gap. The red flame turned into a stream of light that burned the world and pointed directly at the inner demon's eyebrows.

This action, this result, was her answer to her inner demon—so resolute, there was no turning back!

“. . . . . . . . .”

For the first time, the body composed of the chaotic energy of the inner demon showed violent and obvious fluctuations.

It was no longer anger, but rather the rage and cold murderous intent that came from the very source, aroused by the complete, clean, and unconditional betrayal and denial of the thing most cherished.

"Very good." Those two words were so cold that they froze time and space. This time, He no longer viewed this as a game.

"A mayfly trying to shake a tree will eventually perish."

The inner demon's words were like a cold death pronouncement. The Guixu Sword remained motionless. He simply gracefully raised his hand, composed of pure chaotic energy, and grasped it in a hollow gesture towards the airspace where the six people were.

Buzz! Crunch!

The space groaned and made tearing sounds as if it could not bear the weight!

With the six people as the center, the space within a hundred feet in radius was like a piece of cloth grasped by an invisible giant hand, madly squeezing and folding inward.

The destructive gravitational force instantly came upon them, ready to crush them and the entire space into dust.

"rise!"

Immortal Venerable Nanming and Immortal Venerable Yunhua shouted at the same time, their hands flying like lightning, forming dozens of mysterious seals in an instant.

The vast spiritual power surged out and resonated in the air.

An incomparably huge phantom of a star disk, composed of countless rotating star sands and flowing with the charm of the ancient stars, suddenly spread out under the feet of the six people.

The star disk rotates, casting down thousands of starlight chains that are as condensed as reality.

These chains are like living tentacles, precisely embedding, wrapping and tightening along the strange folds of space that are folded and compressed.

Like a huge and tough star net, it was embedded in the madly collapsing folds of space and held on tightly.

The star disk vibrated violently, the chains made a harsh metallic whine, and the star sand flickered.

Nanming and Yunhua's faces turned pale in an instant, beads of sweat rolled down their cheeks, their bodies trembled slightly, and they were under terrible pressure.

This moment of stability bought a precious second for counterattack.

The three sword cultivators exchanged glances, and without words, three figures shot out like arrows, tearing through the turbulent space held up by the star disk chains and rushing straight towards the inner demon.

The body of the Immortal Qinglian was like a misty green smoke, his wrist trembled violently, and the tip of his sword pointed out rapidly spinning ice lotuses in the void.

The petals' edges were razor-sharp, carrying the chilling laws of space, like a storm of ice blades sweeping towards the inner demon. Wherever they passed, even the surging chaotic energy froze.

At this moment, Immortal Jiyun moved!

He transformed into a ray of purple divine thunder that tore through the sky, leaving countless unpredictable Z-shaped trajectories in the air, so fast that it left afterimages all over the sky.

The target is directly aimed at the core of the inner demon's body where energy flows most actively.

Wherever the lightning passed, the demonic energy was violently ionized, making crackling sounds.

Ning Jiasheng abandoned all flamboyance and restrained all the Nine Lights True Fire on the sword body, concentrating it at the tip of the sword and transforming it into an almost pure white blazing light.

She leaned forward, her arms in line with the sword, and her whole body was like a thrown javelin. In the most direct and violent manner, she poured all her strength and burning will into the tip of the sword, her target being the same as that of the eldest brother.

Finally, Immortal Shu Yin hung in the center of the star disk, and his ten fingers played the piano rapidly.

The emerald green light of life transformed into countless fine silk threads, precisely wrapping around the star disk chains to strengthen the defense.

At the same time, several soft green light streams penetrated into the bodies of the three main attackers like spirit snakes, providing full support.

The inner demon's body trembled slightly, and his sword finally moved.

There was no earth-shattering move, just a very casual slash at the three attackers.

Tsk-!

A dark, slender Guixu crack that seemed to connect to the endless nothingness appeared silently and cut through the space in an instant.

The first to bear the brunt of the attack was the Immortal Master Jiyun, who had the fastest speed and the most fierce attack.

The Guixu crack seemed to have predicted his trajectory and appeared in front of him precisely.

The lightning flashed as if it had hit an invisible dimensional barrier and was instantly annihilated! The protective spiritual power was unable to stop it even for a moment—

puff!

A ball of blinding blood mist exploded from Immortal Jiyun's chest, and the lightning around him dimmed and extinguished in an instant. With a burnt smell, he shot back towards the ruins below like a meteorite.

"Jiyun!" Shuyin Immortal Venerable's pupils suddenly shrank, and the green light stream beside Jiyun Immortal Venerable suddenly surged, turning into tough vines that wrapped around him and dragged him back to the defense range of the star disk dangerously.

The vast spiritual power of plants and trees was injected into his almost broken chest without hesitation.

The remaining force of the Guixu rift has not yet subsided, and it has cut into the sword domain of the Qinglian Immortal.

Click, click, click!

Countless high-speed rotating ice lotuses burst one after another like fragile glass.

The Immortal Qinglian groaned, his wrist shook violently, and a cold and strange corrosive force rushed along the sword body and rushed straight into the meridians of his arm.

He forcibly mobilized the power of his origin to resist, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, his attack collapsed in an instant, and he retreated quickly.

Only Ning Jiasheng's blazing white sword light, which was condensed to the extreme, narrowly brushed against the edge of the Guixu crack.

The terrifying force brushed against the sword, causing Chi Yan to emit a wailing sound, and Ning Jiasheng's arms felt numb and about to break.

But her eyes were fierce, and she used the strength of her waist and abdomen to stabilize her body. The tip of the blazing white sword still carried an indomitable momentum and pierced the core of the inner demon.

There seemed to be a hint of surprise in the inner demon's eyes.

The Guixu Sword was raised again, with the tip of the sword pointed at Ning Jiasheng. A sword beam as condensed as a needle and so fast that it was beyond the limit of visual capture was shot out silently.

The Immortal Qinglian suppressed his surging blood and energy, and the ice-blue sword flew out of his hand, turning into a thick ice crystal that stood between Ning Jiasheng and the sword light.

The vines of Immortal Shu Yin also attached to it in an instant.

puff! boom!

The sword light instantly pierced through the ice crystal, leaving a fist-sized hole and breaking the vines into pieces.

The sword light, which had been weakened by half, still struck fiercely on the spine of the Chiyan sword that Ning Jiasheng had hurriedly tried to block.

clang--!

There was a deafening sound of metal exploding, and Ning Jiasheng felt like he was hit by a sledgehammer, his knuckles cracked, and the hilt of the sword was stained red with blood.

The whole person was smashed away by the violent force like a kite with a broken string, the flames around him were violently turbulent, and a trace of crimson flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment——

"Ugh!"

Immortal Yunhua, who was maintaining the star disk, let out a painful roar.

His body trembled violently, and blood instantly gushed out of his seven orifices. An invisible and intangible, yet extremely vicious mental attack ignored the spatial defense of the star disk and pierced directly into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The phantom of the star disk let out a shrill whine, its light dimmed rapidly, large pieces of rotating star sand disintegrated and dissipated, and the star disk's defense instantly became shaky.

“Junior brother!” Immortal Nanming’s face was as pale as paper, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

He formed seals with his hands so quickly that afterimages were left. He poured the power of the stars into the star disk recklessly, forcibly stabilizing the defense network that was about to collapse.

But his figure had begun to become illusory, and the deduction runes around him flickered wildly, overdrawing to the limit.

At this time, the inner demon moved again.

His two eyes suddenly lit up with a faint light that swallowed up all the light—

An invisible and intangible spiritual storm, yet a thousand times more terrifying than the collapse of space, was like billions of poisoned ice cones. It ignored the barriers of the star map and space, and violently and precisely slammed into Ning Jiasheng's already shaken sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, the chaotic light and shadow around him twisted and changed violently.

Ning Jiasheng's perception collapsed instantly.

The pungent smell of blood rushed into her nostrils, and she found that she was not on the battlefield, but back at the mountain gate of Xuanling Sect.

There was sticky blood plasma under his feet, and as far as the eye could see, there were piles of corpses of his fellow disciples.

And standing on the top of the pile of corpses, the one with the ice-blue sword dripping with the blood of his fellow disciples, was the "Qinglian Immortal Venerable" with cold and indifferent eyes!

"Look, Ah Sheng..."

The lips of the "Green Lotus Immortal Venerable" did not move, but the strange and cruel voice sounded directly in her soul.

"This is your choice... Your master, because of your foolishness... has fallen into the path of evil..."

The excruciating pain of billions of ice cones piercing her sea of ​​consciousness, intertwined with the agony of the mad backlash of the inner demonic energy that was aroused within her body, instantly dragged her into an abyss of boundless guilt and self-doubt.

The Nine Lights True Fire swayed violently and dimmed, and her hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"A Sheng... save me..." A faint, heartbreakingly familiar voice rang out from under the pile of corpses.

Ning Jiasheng subconsciously lowered his head—Wen Xingzhou, covered in blood, with his fox tail broken, was being dragged towards the abyss by countless devilish claws.

"No! Senior Brother!" Ning Jiasheng's mind was shaken, and the defense line of her sea of ​​consciousness was on the verge of collapse. She swung her sword desperately to kill those evil claws.

"Ah Sheng, keep your heart!"

The anxious shout of the Immortal Qinglian was like thunder from the sky, penetrating through the layers of illusions and exploding in her ears.

At the same time, a stream of icy, pure spiritual power with a familiar aura forcibly tore through the backlash of the demonic energy and passed into her body.

The sharp pain and the familiar cold breath suddenly woke Ning Jiasheng up! In despair, she roared unyieldingly: "Break!"

The red flames burst out with a blinding blaze, and she forcibly broke free from the quagmire of illusion. Her golden demonic eyes locked onto the distorted phantom of "Master" on top of the mountain of corpses, and her boundless anger instantly burned away all the guilt.

She stomped her right foot hard on a piece of space debris to gain leverage, her back arched, her arms stretched out, and she raised the red flame above her head. Her whole body was like a fully drawn bow, with a determined murderous intent to burn the world to ashes, she turned into a red flame meteor that tore through the sky and slammed into the phantom.

"Inner demon! How dare you insult my master!"

However, just as Chi Yan's sword, which could burn everything, was about to pierce the phantom's head, the phantom dissipated like foam.

The light and shadow of the inner demon moved horizontally for several feet strangely, and the real Qinglian Immortal Venerable appeared at that position in order to protect her from a silent undercurrent of Guixu that was attacking from the side and was enough to annihilate her soul.

In a hurry, he only had time to lay down a thin barrier of ice crystals in front of him...

Pfft——!

Chi Yan's sword, carrying Ning Jiasheng's unparalleled strength and murderous intent to burn everything, penetrated the thin layer of ice without any hindrance and stabbed into Qinglian Immortal's left shoulder.

The bright red blood mixed with the cold air burned by the red flames spurted out like a fountain. The terrifying pure yang fire instantly invaded the meridians of the Green Lotus Immortal along the sword edge.

Time seemed to have completely frozen at this moment.

The determined murderous intent on Ning Jiasheng's face instantly turned into boundless horror and heart-wrenching pain.

She looked at the horrific piercing wound on her master's shoulder, watched the bright red blood evaporate in the golden-red flames, watched her master's eyes turn as pale as snow, yet filled with a hint of understanding and endless regret...

Her throat seemed to be strangled and she couldn't make any sound.

Qinglian Immortal Venerable's body trembled violently! The origin of ice rushed frantically to the wound, trying to suppress the Nine Lights True Fire and the invading chaotic demonic energy, but his entire aura was like a candle in the wind, and he could no longer maintain his flying posture.

With the red flames piercing his body, he fell helplessly towards the crumbling palace below like a lone wild goose with broken wings...

“Master——!!!”

Ning Jiasheng let out a heart-wrenching cry, as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an icy hand.

She almost instinctively and desperately recalled Chi Yan, allowing the backlash force to make her blood boil, and she pounced on the falling figure like a madman.

At this moment, all living beings clearly felt the cold and joyful fluctuations coming from the inner demon's thoughts.