I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

The spiritual power in his body surged out again, and the magic weapon Bai Ling Fan emitted a bright light, directly lifting up the giant sword and flying down quickly to block the ghost cold flame. Two red and white beads on the left and right sides flew up quickly to resist the giant sword that continued to press down.

With a "boom", pink spiritual power overflowed from Bai Lingshan's body, successfully blocking the impact of the ghost cold flame.

After a while, a clang sounded from the air, as two magical weapons collided. Two beads, one red and one white, were knocked away by the giant sword surrounded by five colors. The white magical bead shattered, turning into white particles that scattered in the air and then sprinkled on the ground.

These two Jindan magic weapons had experienced the collision between the Ghost Cold Flame and the Five Elements Flying Sword, two Yuanying magic weapons. Now they could no longer hold on, and the white bead was destroyed first.

Seeing this, Xuan Kun couldn't help but mutter to himself, "How can two Jindan stage magic weapons block my sword?"

As he spoke, the hand controlling the sword pressed down again.

Without the obstruction of the two magic beads, the giant sword slashed down at a rapid speed, directly hitting Ling Huan who was trying his best to block the ghost cold flame.

Ling Huan was powerless to stop it. At this moment, he was being harassed and attacked by the ghostly cold flame. A ball of ghostly fire was also corroding his life-saving magic weapon, preventing him from escaping.

But he was unwilling to take the sword head-on, and the pink spiritual power in his body swept out again, forming a spiritual light above it, but how could the spiritual light block this sword.

boom--

The giant sword fell, and the five-colored aura on the sword and Ling Huan's pink spiritual power overflowed, filling the sky at the impact site.

A disheveled figure in a pink robe flew out from it and fell rapidly to the ground, with blood constantly flowing out of his mouth. The man was Ling Huan, who was hit by Xuan Kun's sword.

bang——

Ling Huan crashed into the ground. The forest had already been burned by the red flames. With his appearance, a human-shaped earth pit appeared among the ashes of grass and trees.

The ashes around him scattered and poured into the air. Countless black ashes were like black snowflakes, floating in the air, just like a black snow falling naturally.

Xuan Kun flashed from a distance and appeared above the earth pit, looking down at the people in the pit. Black and white flying swords surrounded by five colors circled around Xuan Kun. They were the Five Elements Flying Swords that had been recovered from the giant sword in the sky.

Ghost Lengyan easily knocked Bai Lingshan away, jumped up, and appeared next to Xuan Kun, staring at the person in the pit with contempt, ready for the next attack at any time.

Xuan Kun glanced at the ghost Leng Yan beside him, communicating with him through his soul, and said calmly, "Go ahead! What are you standing there for? Do you want me to take the lead? The attack just now almost drained all the spiritual energy I had recovered. My support is over, and I'll leave the main battle to you."

Upon hearing this, Ghost Leng Yan understood that his master would not miss this opportunity. He was the kind of person who would not give the enemy any chance to breathe.

Just as Ghost Lengyan was about to attack again.

In the pit, Ling Huan's face was bleeding, and there was a vertical blood mark on his chest. The wound was extremely serious, which was caused by the sword energy of the giant sword.

Ling Huan slowly stood up, and a red bead slowly flew out from behind him. It was the magic bead that was knocked away before. At the last moment, Ling Huan controlled it to reduce the impact of the giant sword on himself, otherwise he would have been cut deeper and injured more seriously.

Seeing the ghostly cold flame about to attack again, Ling Huan smiled on his blood-stained face. He smiled miserably, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly as he taunted, "Xuan Kun, if you destroy my Hehuan Sect, the Yin-Yang Divine Sect will not let you go."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a hand seal. His natal magic weapon that had been knocked away flew back, and countless spiritual powers were injected into Bai Ling's fan. The iron fan opened, and a white fan-shaped shadow enveloped Ling Huan, forming a protective white fan.

The ghost's cold flame bombarded the white fan's shadow, but failed to break through it, and the attack continued for a while.

Ling Huan continued, "Also, even if you are the real Xuan Kun, and you die and are reborn in another body, the Five Elements Sect will no longer exist, and the Xuan family will not return."

"Without our Hehuan Sect, this land can be replaced by the Yin-Yang Divine Sect. We can simply support a new sect. In Tianhuai Country, there are many forces that covet our Hehuan Sect's status. Once our Hehuan Sect is gone, the Yin-Yang Divine Sect only needs to choose someone else and train a Nascent Soul cultivator to change the world."

"The sky of Tianhuai Kingdom will not change, the Five Elements Sect and the Xuan Family will not exist, and they will never be rebuilt." Ling Huan said this sarcastically, and he became excited and crazy.

He was mocking Xuan Kun. Even if you were really that Xuan Kun, so what? A cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage could not change anything. Even if the Hehuan Sect was gone, there would be other immortal sects or families to take its place, because there was a divine power above it, the Yin-Yang Divine Sect.

As long as the Yin-Yang Divine Sect does not fall, the current territory of the Hehuan Sect will not change. It will just be a matter of changing the leader of a new force and the name.

After all, there has never been a shortage of people in this world of cultivating immortals who aspire to move forward. When faced with a higher realm, even if they become slaves or servants, or are controlled by others, so what?

As long as they can move forward and there is a way to move forward, once they jump out of this circle and reach the highest point, they can become the master. Although this is rare in the world of cultivating immortals, many such cases have occurred over the years.

But for the vast majority of people, although it is absolutely impossible, they can achieve extraordinary things by paying a small price if they are strong. Just like the Hehuan Sect, with the support of the Yin-Yang Sect, the sect has four Yuanyings and has become one of the top forces in the Tianhuai Kingdom.

"Are you done?" an indifferent voice sounded.

As he listened to Ling Huan's words, Xuan Kun's expressionless face remained unchanged, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

Ling Huan heard this and sensed Xuan Kun's tone. His ferocious and crazy expression froze. He stared at Xuan Kun with his eyes fixed. Seeing his expressionless face, he murmured, "What did you say? How come you don't feel anything at all? Uh~ Phew~"

Under the continuous attack of Ghost Cold Flame, Ling Huan, who was struggling to hold on, spat out blood from the corner of his mouth again. Ghost Cold Flame turned his body and transformed into countless dark blue flames, wrapping the entire white fan shadow. The scorching heat and the coldness kept alternating, corroding it.

Ling Huan didn't look at Ghost Leng Yan, but instead stared at Xuan Kun. Seeing that Xuan Kun remained indifferent, he roared angrily, "I'm telling you, all this you've done is in vain. Your sect and your family cannot be rebuilt on this land."

"Oh! That's all. Don't you believe that I am Xuan Kun? Why are you saying these words now? Are you cursing me or are you afraid of me?" Xuan Kun's voice was indifferent, and his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at a dying person.

Then his eyes fixed, his gaze deep, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he said lightly: "I am just taking revenge. As for everything you said, it will have nothing to do with you... a dead person."