My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

"You found it so soon?"

Immortal Lord Zang Ning looked unhappy.

He had just taken a quick tour and thought everything was safe, but he was slapped in the face so soon.

Zhong Qing shook his head.

"It's not that simple."

He leaped and flew directly out of the big star.

But in the space, in the light of the bloody sun.

Several figures gradually emerged.

Zhong Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

He may be the human being who has moved through the alien void the most times in this universe.

Every flash of the alien dimension is a brief entry into the alien void.

So even though he is illiterate in the field of immortal cultivation, there should not be many people who are more familiar with the alien void than him.

He could feel that when the immortal appeared, there was a clear fluctuation of the strange void.

However, Juexianzhe did not enter the alien void through the node like Zhong Qing.

But they cannot enter and exit the alien void freely.

It seems more like the power of the catastrophe is penetrating into the world through the strange void. The breath of the catastrophe will gradually change the laws of time and space. When the laws are overturned to a certain extent, the immortals can appear here directly.

The essence of the great catastrophe is the external manifestation of the catastrophe consciousness. The immortal is indeed not an independent individual.

They themselves are all part of the Jiexin Consciousness. If the Jiexin Consciousness is like a pair of eyes, the appearance of the Juexian is like those eyes focusing their sight on a certain place.

And the Immortal is nothing more than the embodiment of its vision.

"meet again."

The leader, a peerless immortal with blood mist all over his body, slowly spoke to Zhong Qing. His outline could be vaguely seen under the blood mist, and there seemed to be a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, as if he was smiling.

"You are truly a unique existence."

Zhong Qing ignored him, and the immortal continued speaking.

"I don't understand why it's so difficult for us to adapt to the power you use."

The immortal tilted his head and looked at Zhong Qing, as if he was looking at something new and strange.

Yes, this is the third time that Zhong Qing has fought against the Juexian.

After escaping from the Guye Holy Land, on their way to find Xu Yuan, on the seventh day after leaving the Star Gate, they encountered the Juexian again.

The seven immortals who intercepted that time were beaten to pieces by Zhong Qing with three punches and two kicks as soon as they appeared, and returned to Jie Xin's consciousness again.

He was defeated by Zhong Qing the first time, and the second fight did not allow Juexianzhe to increase his resistance against Zhong Qing by even a little bit.

"Such nonsense, the reason you can't adapt is naturally because you are bad."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Qing threw a punch.

The immortal's eyes turned cold and he rushed forward, but just when he was halfway forward, he was knocked into a bloody mist by Zhong Qing's punch.

It was no different from the first time they faced Zhong Qing.

But at this moment, the figures of two more immortals appeared directly from both sides of Zhong Qing, and two hands filled with blood mist directly grabbed Zhong Qing's arms.

Everyone on the ground exclaimed in surprise.

Being caught by the Supreme Immortal means death, and this is an iron rule known to everyone.

But the next moment, two rays of colorful light surged out like silk threads, directly entangled the two immortals, and suddenly pulled them apart.

It was the goddess Gushe who took action.

The moment they were pulled apart, Zhong Qing swept his fists and palms across, instantly smashing several immortals to pieces.

Several companions were killed by Zhong Qing without any resistance.

The other immortals had no reaction at all, but instead looked at Zhong Qing in even greater surprise.

"Too strange."

"This is the third time we've fought."

"But I still can't adapt to your strength."

"Are you using pure physical strength? But this kind of power should be completely useless to us."

The immortal who spoke this time had long flowing blood-red hair and seemed to be a woman.

The tone and voice of her speech were completely different from that of the previous immortal.

But for some reason, it sounded like the same person was speaking.

The immortals are just so strange.