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The pupils of the attendant Seven Immortals shrank, and the next moment, they felt the world was spinning.
"How can it be?"
The Seven Immortals were horrified. They discovered that their bodies were retreating rapidly!
There is no head on the body.
Immortal blood was scattered on the ground, Chu Xiu looked indifferent, and then there was a sound of falling to the ground.
The heads of the Seven Immortals have been chopped off by Chu Xiu.
And, the soul among them was completely destroyed in the next moment.
The Seven Immortals who were accompanying him died before they had time to react.
"Hiss¡ª¡ª"
The air seems to have condensed into ice, freezing your heart!
Within the Great Thousand Sword Formation, some disciples have begun to waver in their fighting spirit.
They are not little people like Tiangang Disha who swelled up after being blessed by the power of saints.
Each of them, placed in the prehistoric world, is an extremely powerful giant!
He serves the Seven Immortals and is the most noble disciple besides the four major disciples of the Tongtian Cult.
As disciples of saints, they need to be treated as honored guests even if they are met by ancient inheritance or super powerful forces.
Basically, it can be said that if a saint does not appear, the seven immortals who follow him are the existences at the top of the food chain in the prehistoric world.
But now, they were slaughtered by Chu Xiu as casually as chickens.
Chu Xiu didn¡¯t even use Taoism. He just used his palm sword to cut off the heads of the seven immortals accompanying him.
"Are all animals enlightened and become spirits? It's a pity. If I could take it back, it would be good game."
Xuanyuan stood behind Chu Xiu and sighed, his Adam's apple sliding up and down, as if his appetite was aroused.
These Seven Immortals who accompanied them were actually animals. At this time, Chu Xiu destroyed them and naturally exposed their true colors.
Some are rabbits, some are horses, and there are also ancient mythical beasts such as dragons.
In short, no matter what species the prototype is, following countless years of practice with Master Tongtian, the body has already been trained to be full of essence.
They are all great supplements! No wonder Xuanyuan is greedy.
After all, he is a human being and naturally has the attribute of being a foodie.
In the Great Thousand Sword Formation, all the immortals had cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads, and they were speechless in their hearts.
"This is the seven immortals who serve, a saint and a disciple!" As a result, he is now lying on the ground with his body and head missing, even reduced to food
"All disciples listen to the order and form a magic sword formation!"
Zhao Gongming noticed that morale was low, and even worse, he retreated faintly and became furious.
Waving the Nine Thunder Purple Gold Whip in his hand, a powerful spiritual power was injected into the Great Thousand Sword Formation.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with dark clouds, and countless purple sky thunders flashed faintly among them.
Xuanyuan clan, who was the first to bear the brunt, suddenly felt a majestic and vast sword intent coming towards him.
This sword intention carries the power of a saint and has endless changes. Each sword light flashes and calls itself a world.
"Master?"
Suddenly, a tall middle-aged figure appeared in front of Xuanyuan's eyes, glaring at him.
He has a tall and powerful physique, his Taoist robe is open, and he is dressed in an eclectic way.
"You traitor! What are you doing here? Do you want to kill my master?!"
The middle-aged man roared at Xuanyuan, his eyes bursting with endless anger.
"Disciple, I don't dare, please forgive me, Master!"
Xuanyuan clan knelt down quickly, her face filled with shame.
This middle-aged man is none other than the master who brought him up from childhood.
During the first tribulation of Longhan, the heaven and earth were in turmoil, and the order of Taoism and law collapsed.
At that time, I had achieved a small level of supernatural power and had understood the way of heaven to three or four points. However, in this end of the world, it was difficult to advance in my realm.
It was the Master who went deep into the endless starry sky, fought with the way of heaven, and finally intercepted the scattered laws.
By bringing this thread of law before his eyes, Xuanyuan was able to further understand the way of heaven and become the oldest quasi-sage in the prehistoric world.
However, the master was seriously injured as a result, his roots were damaged, and he died in less than half a year.
This matter has always been Xuanyuan's heartache.
He felt that he had killed his master!
"If it wasn't for the sake of further advancement in cultivation, how could Master risk his own life?"
With his cultivation level, how could he die so early?
Since then; Although, chaos only occurs within this small three-foot radius.
But it has been proven that these two forces are beyond the limit that the prehistoric world can bear.
"He actually blocked it?"
Zhao Gongming¡¯s brows tightened, and a hint of uneasiness rose in his heart.
Chu Xiu¡¯s strength was somewhat unexpected.
"Senior Brother, this Chu cultivator is really outrageous. He can actually create chaotic phenomena."
"Yes, below the level of a saint, no matter how powerful a quasi-sage is, it is impossible to create the world in one move."
"What the creation of the world! It's just the creation of three feet of chaos."
The disciples of Jiejiao were talking a lot, and some already regarded Chu Xiu as a being like the great god Pangu.
Of course, more people still stay rational.
They believe that although Chu Xiu is stronger than the average quasi-sage, he is definitely not as powerful as Pangu.
But even so, people are still panicked.
If the Great God Pangu is really here, I'm afraid he can crush the entire Jiejiao with one finger.
Of course, this Chu Xiu can¡¯t compare to the Great God Pangu, but he is already outrageous.
To say that he is a quasi-sage is a bit far-fetched.
Which quasi-sage can have this kind of energy? I'm afraid I can't find another person in the whole prehistoric period.
"Stop making any noise, this Chu Xiu is just bluffing!"
"Prepare for the next final blow, we would rather be broken into pieces than destroyed!"
Zhao Gongming snorted coldly, suppressed the restlessness of his disciples, and then issued an order.
"What, senior brother, are you crazy?"
"Once the Great Thousand Sword Formation uses that move, I'm afraid everyone holding the formation will be turned into blood!"
"Yes, senior brother, I don't want to die yet!"
The disciples were completely panicked. They didn¡¯t expect Zhao Gongming to be so ruthless and wanted to die together with Chu Xiu.
Zhao Gongming has lived for countless years, and his cultivation is the best among quasi-sages. He has enjoyed everything he should enjoy.
"Of course he was tired of living. If he wanted to commit suicide, he would commit suicide without anyone stopping him.
But more middle- and high-level disciples are miserable. They haven¡¯t lived enough and they are going to die here?
No matter what you say, they can¡¯t accept it!
In an instant, there was a stir in the formation, and some disciples who controlled important points were already preparing to flee.
"Jiejiao, everyone, I have raised you and waited for you for so many years, and you actually ran away from the battle?"
Zhao Gongming said solemnly, his words revealing endless murderous intent.
The next moment, Zhao Gongming took out a Nine Soul Flag from somewhere.
"It's a pity that I had expected that you people who are greedy for life and afraid of death would not be generous in serving justice."
"But it doesn't matter, I've already prepared it for you!"
Zhao Gongming waved the Nine Soul Flag, and a burst of Yin Qi suddenly surged in the Great Thousand Sword Formation, surrounding all the disciples!
"Dedicate your soul!" Zhao Gongming shouted.
The Nine Soul Flag fell, and the dark wind suddenly intensified.
All the disciples in the Daqian Sword Formation felt as if their bodies were being eaten by countless ants, and there were waves of numbness.
Even within the Divine Sea and the Dantian, it seems as if it is being torn apart by thousands of sharp claws.
The next moment, the bodies of all the disciples exploded!
Waves of blood mist drifted in the dark wind, and the blood evil force reached its peak.
In this bloody storm, nine strange and extremely bloody swords gradually formed.
"Nine Netherworld Sword, as long as you fail to achieve enlightenment and become a saint, and the Divine Sea fails to reach the level of Daluo Jinxian, you will die!"
Zhao Gongming said with a ferocious smile.
Chu Xiu is the master¡¯s personal thorn in the side, and even more so the thorn in the side of Patriarch Hongjun!
"If I can kill Chu Xiu with my own hands today, I will definitely be reused by my master in the future."
Even, maybe Patriarch Hongjun will send down a reward from heaven, allowing him to attain enlightenment and become a saint on the spot!
As for these hundreds of fellow disciples who were sacrificed by him, just regard them as stepping stones on his way!
Once the Nine Netherworld Sword was formed, it quickly released a bloody sword light.
In a moment, the entire Biyou Palace, Shangqing Realm, and even the prehistoric world were shrouded in a bloody light. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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