The Mortal Immortal

The sword of the fallen god of Rakshasa fiercely chopped on the wall of Shu Han's real immortal realm, and in an instant, two extreme powers in the world burst out with the most brilliant light.

Of course, Shu Han did not use the mysterious energy to activate the Feixian Dao Seal. If he used the mysterious energy to activate it, let alone Tian Jinmi in the Mahayana period, even the Nine Tribulations True Immortal might not be able to break Shu Han's real immortal realm wall. Now Shu Han is using the Chaos Perfect Mana of a small success!

The sword of the fallen god was like a dream, and the real immortal realm wall immediately cracked.

Rich purple clouds flowed out from the cracks, surrounded Shu Han's body, and invaded Shu Han's soul. Rakshasa magic is best at controlling people's hearts and shaking souls. The sword of the fallen god can split the real immortal realm wall, but the real power is the meaning of the fallen god contained in this sword. The boundless joy of eternal indulgence can easily make the soul degenerate and never recover.

However, the meaning of the fallen god poured into Shu Han's soul, and Shu Han's eyes were still clear, without any depravity!

Tian Jinmi frowned upon seeing this.

At this moment, she had discovered that Shu Han's soul and consciousness were as transcendent as those of an immortal!

Although Shu Han's cultivation was not as perfect as hers, his soul and consciousness were several times stronger than hers, and he was still close to the level of becoming an immortal in the spiritual world. Her sword of the fallen god could not shake Shu Han's soul at all!

"Reach the extreme of emptiness, keep the silence, all things will work together, I will watch them return..."

The formula of the art of reaching emptiness and keeping the silence was unconsciously recited in Shu Han's mind, making his mind as solid as a rock.

As the Feixian Dao Seal continued to gather mana, the power of the fallen god's sword was no longer enough to shake the wall of the True Immortal Realm, and the cracks were repaired, and the terrifying power condensed in Shu Han's handprint.

"Feixian Dao Seal!"

Tian Jinmi was like a formidable enemy. She knew how powerful this seal was. If Shu Han continued to accumulate mana, she could be defeated with one blow.

Tian Jinmi's delicate body danced with the sword in the air, and her purple long sleeves flew all over the sky with the purple-green long sword. Wherever the long sleeves passed, purple ripples spread. A purple ink painting slowly opened in the air!

The Half Dream Demon Ancestor watched the battle from afar and sighed: "As expected of a Heavenly Dao Venerable, even if the power of Heavenly Dao is sealed, Jinmi was forced into such a situation with one move. She actually wanted to use the Floating Life Like a Dream Picture directly..."

"What is the Floating Life Like a Dream Picture?"

The Asura Demon Ancestor couldn't help asking: "There is no such move in the Rakshasa magic skills!"

The Half Dream Demon Ancestor explained: "Jinmi was born by absorbing the wronged souls of Wentiandu, and the purity of her divine blood is unprecedented. The pure Rakshasa divine blood has preserved all the soul marks of those who were sacrificed in Wentiandu that year. This huge Wentiandu mark has been dormant in Jinmi In the body, it has never been discovered. "

"When Jin Mi's Rakshasa magic skill was cultivated to the Mahayana stage, this soul mark power finally stimulated the true power together with her divine blood. Jin Mi used the divine blood and the soul mark of Wen Tiandu, adapted it with Rakshasa magic skill, and compiled her supreme spell, the Floating Life Like a Dream Picture!"

"In the Floating Life Like a Dream Picture, all of Jin Mi's spells will be assisted by countless wronged soul marks, and the power is unimaginable!"

Shu Han watched Tian Jinmi dancing in the air, sketching out a lifelike purple ink scroll, which was like the past Wen Tiandu.

Tian Jinmi finished the painting, and in this purple ink-rendered painting, she lightly tapped a finger, and a drop of extremely pure Rakshasa blood flew out and flew into the purple ink long scroll.

In an instant, the Rakshasa blood spread in the purple ink long scroll, and the huge city painted in the purple ink long scroll actually came alive from the scroll. Rows of houses, crisscrossing streets, and twinkling lights all emerged from the painting, as if a vast capital city was created out of thin air above the demon clan!

Shu Han couldn't help but sigh: "What a powerful spell, half real and half virtual, even the clear and bright eyes can hardly distinguish the true from the false!"

Tian Jinmi stood in the air and said loudly: "Shu Han, look at this capital city, it is the Wentian City of the past. My parents gave birth to me here! My Rakshasa blood absorbed countless wronged souls in the entire capital, and it has the purity it has today."

"So that's why this city is deserted. Tian Jinmi, you have really changed. If it were the old you, you would not be able to accept this news, let alone turn it into a spell to use."

"Now you are so calm and calm, I guess you don't care at all, how many innocent people have been sacrificed for your demon blood!"

Shu Han looked at Tian Jinmi so calmly, and felt very emotional.

In the past, Tian Jinmi would rather die than let others die for her. Shu Han admired her spirit of selflessness and saving the world the most. Even now, Shu Han does not have the pure ideals of Tian Jinmi back then, which is why Shu Han always admired and admired Tian Jinmi.

However, the saint was dead, and only the Rakshasa witch was left in the world!

Suddenly, Shu Han felt that the friend he knew was dead. Shu Han thought she would come back again and had been looking forward to it.

It was like when Taoist Changyuan watched his only close friend, Taiyun Jinyuan, transform into Taoist Dark Night.

Infinite indignation.

Shu Han gathered enough mana, and the Feixian Daoyin flew out of his hand.

The Feixian Daoyin, which was condensed to the extreme, rushed along Fusheng Ruomengdu, directly to Tian Jinmi in the center of the capital, and all the streets along the way collapsed.

Tian Jinmi still waited indifferently.

She raised her sword, and a trickle of purple light flowed from the dreamlike world. The purple light converged into her sword, and the Flying Immortal Seal came towards her. Tian Jinmi swung her sword and hit the core of the Flying Immortal Seal.

In an instant, the dreamlike world shattered, and purple-white light shone in the sky.

Shu Han controlled the Flying Immortal Seal and continued to exert pressure.

The Feixian Daoyin pressed Tian Jinmi back thousands of miles, and all the streets along the way collapsed.

However, suddenly, Tian Jinmi stabilized his body. Although blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, his expression was very relaxed, and he actually competed with Shu Han's Feixian Daoyin.

As Tian Jinmi stabilized his body, the shattered Fu Sheng Ruo Meng Du was immediately restored.

Shu Han's clear eyes swept across the entire Fu Sheng Ruo Meng Du and found purple figures appearing in the capital. These figures looked up at Tian Jinmi in unison. Tian Jinmi's power increased step by step, and Feixian Daoyin was actually broken by her!

"Are those the wronged souls who sacrificed their divine blood in the past?"

With the blessing of thousands of wronged souls, Tian Jinmi's divine blood power increased dramatically, and a sword pierced through the Feixian Daoyin. The vast shock wave shook Shu Han thousands of miles away.

"Three Yuan Daoshu! Ten times!"

Shu Han immediately performed the Three Yuan Daoshu.

"Even if you gather the power of the wronged souls, you are no match for me!"

"The only Dao Tower! Appear!"

Mysterious light surged from Shu Han's body. The only Dao Tower that he had not yet completed appeared in the sky above Fu Sheng Ruo Meng Du with a dragon roar.

The pure white nine-story Dao Tower shook the world as soon as it appeared, and the avenue roared!