Chapter 991: The Immortal of Bei Ming

Zhou Ran was too lazy to pay attention to Aotian's arrogant words.

Now that this guy is in his own sword world, his life is under his control.

With a flick of his finger, the nine-handled spiritual sword flew towards Aotian, and the master of the Sword Sect died in his own hands.

Zhou Ran returned the nine spiritual swords to the Qiankun Ring, and the surrounding scene changed again.

It is no longer the sword world, but the mountainside of Longyin Mountain, where the altar of the Sword Sect's sword festival is located.

The sword ceremony changed dramatically. The guests who came to watch the ceremony had already fled, and even the dozens of Sword Sect disciples who formed the formation with Ao Tian were nowhere to be seen.

The surroundings were empty. Zhou Ran saw that it was getting late and he was too lazy to stay here for long.

The leader of the Sword Sect is dead, and the Sword Sect's vitality has been severely damaged. I believe there will be no trouble for the time being.

What he has to do is to find the center of the Shura Pillar and stabilize his turbid breath. He doesn't have extra time to tangle with the Sword Sect.

Just as he was about to leave, a gust of wind suddenly blew in Zhou Ran's ears.

The sound of the wind was mixed with powerful real energy, making Zhou Ran's face darken.

This guy is a first-class strong man whose strength cannot be described in words.

Zhou Ran stood still and listened silently to the wind.

After a while, the wind stopped.

In front of Zhou Ran, a man appeared. This man Zhou Ran had seen was the man he met outside Jiuqu City.

The person he killed at that time was just the man's clone, but the man in front of him was actually his true form.

The opponent will use the Five Elements Sword Technique. If his guess is correct, this person is the disciple of Beiqiong Immortal, and finally betrayed Beiqiong Immortal's existence.

"Who are you?" Zhou Ran asked coldly.

"Who am I?" The man looked particularly proud, "Millions of years have passed, and I have already forgotten my name. If I have to trace it back, my name should be Beiming!"

"Beiming?" Zhou Ran had never heard of this name. "Are you the disciple of Immortal Beiqiong?"

Zhou Ran mentioned Beiqiong Immortal again, but Beiming's reaction was quite fierce.

"Don't compare yourself to me, that stubborn old man who lives forever! He is also an ancient immortal, but I am still alive in the world, but he has long since been destroyed physically and mentally!"

"Ancient Immortal?"

Zhou Ran frowned. It seemed that Beiming, Donghua Immortal and Antarctic Immortal were not from the same era at all.

Now that the chatterbox had been opened, Bei Ming began to talk endlessly.

"If a strong person cultivates, even if he enters the realm of Nascent Soul, it will only increase his lifespan by hundreds of years! A strong person who becomes an immortal can only live for a thousand years. It is said that immortality can lead to immortality, but this is not the case."

"Eternal life is originally against the law! Even if a strong man in the immortal realm can make his body immortal, his soul will gradually decay and collapse."

"In order to continue to live, the powerful immortal must cleanse the soul! And the material for washing the soul is the soul of a living person!"

"Beiqiong Immortal is pedantic and cannot bear to hurt innocent people. His soul gradually collapses! But I am different. For a strong person, other people are just ants. Why not let the ants prolong the life of the Immortal?"

"For thousands of years, countless souls have been integrated with my soul. They have become part of my soul, thus gaining eternal life!"

"This is the purpose behind controlling the Sword Sect! The disciples of the Sword Sect are driven by me to collect souls, and the sword festival is also designed for this purpose! After so many years of hard work, my soul has taken on a new look today! Zhou Ran, in order to celebrate me Beiming is reborn,

I'll just kill you! "

Bei Ming is getting more and more crazy and can no longer control himself.

He raised his hands slowly, and a strong wind hit Zhou Ran.

The opponent was a strong man in the immortal realm, completely different from the opponents he had encountered before. Zhou Ran did not dare to neglect, holding the Jade Blood Sword to resist Beiming's attack.

The strong wind hit the edge of the Jade Blood Sword. Due to the ferocious force, Zhou Ran was ejected dozens of meters away.

Beiming would not let Zhou Ran go, and another strong wind suddenly rose up, with the power of breaking bamboo, intending to engulf Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran used his body skills to avoid the attack of the strong wind.

The next second, Zhou Ran began to fight back, but the move he was good at was not the move he was good at, but the first move of the Five Elements Sword Technique, the Flowing Gold Move.

A golden ripple headed towards Beiming.

Bei Ming never dodges. He has practiced the Five Elements Sword Art for thousands of years, so how can he be afraid of Zhou Ran's sword?

The golden ripples hit Bei Ming's body and immediately turned invisible. Bei Ming's body had no scratches at all.

"A dead man's moves cannot defeat me." Bei Ming said disdainfully.

"You are wrong!" Zhou Ran retorted, "I have inherited Beiqiong Immortal before he died. The current Immortal Donghua is also a good friend of Beiqiong Immortal!"

"That's just an appearance! The real life is the body and the soul, not living by a ray of soul!"

Bei Ming didn't take Zhou Ran's words seriously at all. His world view was completely different from Zhou Ran's.

Zhou Ran knew that this guy couldn't communicate. In this case, he was too lazy to talk nonsense.

A steady stream of true energy was injected into the Jade Blood Sword, and the Jade Blood Sword shone with gleaming light, making people shudder.

This was Zhou Ran's full effort. In the sword world, Zhou Ran used less than 50% of his power.

Seeing this, Beiming also drew his sword.

The strong wind attack was just a small test of skill. Since Zhou Ran chose to fight with swords, he was well versed in swordsmanship, so naturally he would not be afraid of Zhou Ran.

The two were about to draw their swords when a black figure suddenly appeared beside them.

When Bei Ming saw the figure, he stopped attacking and said, "Lord of Turbid Breath, what are you doing here?"

The Lord of Turbid Breath said, "Immortal Bei Ming, I'm here to help you! Don't you want to kill Zhou Ran?"

Bei Ming snorted coldly and said, "To kill Zhou Ran, I am enough alone! Lord of Turbid Breath, you know that I control the Sword Sect and collect souls, but you actually use this to threaten Ao Tian and let the Sword Sect use you. I turned a blind eye to this and didn't say anything. Now my soul has recovered. If you still want to threaten the Sword Sect, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing you!"

Bei Ming was aggressive, but the Lord of Turbid Breath turned a deaf ear.

"Immortal Bei Ming, you are a powerful immortal, and I am also a powerful immortal. If you don't want to lose both of you, you can fight me! If your soul is injured by then, I'm afraid that no matter how many souls you have, they can't help you repair it!"

The words of the Lord of Turbid Breath made Bei Ming silent.

The battle between immortals is completely different from that between other levels of strong men.

If it really comes to the point of wasting one's soul, I'm afraid no one can please him. .

"In that case, kill Zhou Ran first, and then make a long-term plan!"

Bei Ming compromised and looked at Zhou Ran again, but Zhou Ran had disappeared.