They were wearing fiery red Taoist robes and their eyes were full of murderous aura.

Yi Qianmo's current strength is equivalent to thirty-six dragons in the fairyland, that is, the late stage of Xuanxian. If it surpasses thirty-six dragons, it is the power of the Golden Immortal.

The reason why the dog-headed monk judged Yi Qianmo as a golden immortal was teleportation, thinking that Yi Qianmo was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but in fact Yi Qianmo was just a real immortal.

The monk in front of him quickly surrounded him, and more than a dozen Xuanxians glared at him. The old man in charge said coldly: "What force do you come from? Why do you want to kill my Fenghuo Pavilion monk!"

Yi Qianmo did not answer. He was thinking about how to run away. Facing these twelve mysterious immortals, he was still a little weak. If the other party fought with him with all his might, he would not be able to gain any advantage even if he won.

Not to mention, it would be even more difficult to stick around the hornet's nest of Fenghuo Pavilion.

"Do you think we don't know where you are from if you don't say it?"

The monk in charge immediately ordered, "Kill me, I want to see which force he comes from!"

As soon as they finished speaking, nine of the twelve mysterious immortals attacked Yi Qianmo. The weapons in their hands were different, but they were all used by the Immortal Power of Fire and the Immortal Power of Wind.

The wind assisted the fire, and the power they felt was very strong, but Yi Qianmo was strange that these people did not seem to have completely controlled the use of the rules.

Their use of immortal power reached the extreme, but did not reveal the rules.

Yi Qianmo also wanted to use the rules, but he soon discovered that he could not sense the existence of the rules here, which surprised him extremely.

The two sides fought together, and Yi Qianmo was attacked by nine Xuanxianxians. Their strength was not weak at all, and even their combat skills were top-notch.

But what was even more surprised was that the monks from Fenghuo Pavilion thought they had joined forces to siege Yi Qianmo and killed him, but they had only joined forces to suppress Yi Qianmo.

The opponent's defense was airtight and did not give them any chance. Moreover, his immortal power seemed to be endless, as if it would never be used.

After hundreds of rounds, it was difficult for both sides to decide the outcome, but the three Xuanxians in the lead frowned because Yi Qianmo was using swordsmanship, but they could not see any traces of the swordsmanship and swordsmanship he used.

Of course they would not suspect that Yi Qianmo had just ascended, because the cultivator who had just ascended was at most the peak of the true immortal, while Yi Qianmo was equivalent to the peak of the Xuanxian. If he had just ascended, it would be too outrageous!

"Who are you!"

The old man said.

"Why, are you scared?" Yi Qianmo sneered, "You ask me why I want to kill the monks of your Fenghuo Pavilion? It's very simple. If they provoke me, I will kill them!"

"you!!!"

The old man in the lead changed his face and gritted his teeth.

"As for who I am? I'm afraid that you will be scared to death if you know it. Then, don't mention you, your so-called Fenghuo Pavilion will be destroyed!"

Yi Qianmo said intimidation.

Sure enough, after he said this, the faces of the Fenghuo Pavilion monks led by the old man changed, but they did not stop.

"If you are really a big shot, why don't you reveal your identity? You want to scare us. The more you do this, the more guilty you will be!"

The old man in the lead said, "Draw a large beacon array and destroy him!"

As soon as the words were finished, nine monks immediately occupied the position and set up the formation. Their strength was still very different from Yi Qianmo.

Yi Qianmo smiled bitterly. If it weren't for saving Li Haotian, he wouldn't have provoked these guys, but he wouldn't regret it at all. If he didn't save him, it wouldn't fit his style.

He has not tried his best, because the opponent's three late-stage Xuanxianxians have not taken action, but the nine Xuanxians in front of him have already suppressed him, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

"These fairyland monks, in terms of strength, combat experience, or knowledge, are far superior to those guys from Pangu Continent!"

Yi Qianmo thought to himself.

He had underestimated it before, but now he has taken it all seriously. "With my strength, even if I do my best, I will never kill them all!"

These monks in front of them are all immortals, and they are not true immortals, but mysterious immortals who surpass the true immortals. Compared with the three people who Yi Qianmo killed before, the nine people in front of him are much stronger.

When they set up the formation, Yi Qianmo obviously felt the difficulty: "If I continue to consume this, no matter how much immortal power I have, I am afraid I will not be able to consume them. But if I spread the dragon body, the three people who hold hands will definitely attack me with all their strength. But if I don't take all my strength, when my immortal power is exhausted, they will still give me a fatal blow!"

Yi Qianmo was a little distressed. In the past, he used to rely on his powerful spiritual power to waste his opponents. Unexpectedly, after entering the fairyland, he was actually using this move.

After besieging hundreds of rounds, Yi Qianmo felt that most of the immortal power had been consumed. He finally couldn't help but unfolded the dragon body as soon as possible.

As the dragon scales grew all over his body, his strength immediately increased by three dragons, reaching thirty-nine dragons, and his physical strength also increased.

"Clang!"

He slashed down with one sword, and the airtight formation around him was torn a gap. He was about to escape, but the three peak mysterious immortals immediately took action and slashed at the gap.

But they were still one step slower, and Yi Qianmo teleported with all his strength and escaped several miles away.

"Telection!"

The faces of the three Xuanxians changed. The old man in the leader stared blankly at the place where Yi Qianmo disappeared and said, "Is it the Golden Immortal? No, it's not the Golden Immortal. He should have taken some kind of pill to strengthen the immortal power and used a treasure that can teleport!"

They immediately chased after him, and the speed was so fast that it was far beyond Yi Qianmo's imagination.

A few miles away, Yi Qianmo stabilized his body. The powerful oppression brought by teleportation brought him a strong sense of discomfort. He tried his best and escaped less than ten miles. This was the blessing of the dragon body. If he escaped a little further, his body would probably not be able to bear it and would fall apart!

When he stabilized his body, his spiritual sense immediately felt three powerful auras galloping towards him in the distance.

"Damn it!"

Yi Qianmo immediately escaped with his sword, and only a little more than 40% of the immortal power left on his body.

He immediately held an immortal stone in his hand, began to absorb the fairy energy inside to recover, and escaped to the distance at the same time.

However, the three mysterious immortals behind him were chasing each other. Yi Qianmo tried his best to control the sword, and his fairy power was consumed hugely. Even if the immortal stone was restored, he could only maintain a balance.

"If this continues, the immortal power will still be exhausted!"

Yi Qianmo smiled bitterly.

Just when he didn't know what to do, a continuous mountain range appeared in the distance, which was shrouded in clouds and fog, exuding a sense of tranquility.

From afar, Yi Qianmo felt a little dangerous, but facing the pursuers behind him, he had no choice. He directly escaped into the fog in the mountains and disappeared immediately.
Chapter completed!