Chapter 361 Legendary Style

The environment of the ancient wilderness is special. Because the miasma of chaos has shrouded it all year round and isolated the vitality of the world, it is impossible to absorb the vitality here to meet the energy and nutrients needed by the human body. Therefore, in the ancient wilderness, many people living here

All living things have not yet gotten rid of the habit of eating.

For example, the Mountain Spirit tribe living on the Gray Continent requires a large amount of food to maintain normal nutrition and energy in the body.

The main food of the Shanling Tribe comes from hunting. Because of the special geological environment of the Gray Continent and the rarity of photosynthesis, there are almost no crops that can be grown. Therefore, the Shanling Tribe can only hunt the beasts and monsters that live in the Gray Continent.

, spirit beasts in exchange for basic food needed in daily life.

Qi Xiuzi has lived in the Shanling Tribe for a long time. Except for giving Chu Yi advice from time to time, most of the time Qi Xiuzi is like an ordinary old man, walking within the Shanling Tribe and feeling the ordinary way of life.

Improve your mental state of mind.

Today, after the Seventh Xiuzi heard that the food reserves of the Shanling Tribe had been almost exhausted and were preparing to go out hunting again, the Seventh Xiuzi was inevitably moved. In addition, the Seventh Xiuzi had been self-proclaimed for five thousand years, so he proposed to go and watch.

Shanling hunting style.

Shan Yan naturally has no objection and agrees with both hands, because he knows better than anyone else how powerful this old man is. Maybe Qi Xiuzi is happy. With a flick of his little finger, he can bring extremely rich food to the Shanling tribe. So Shan Yan almost

Without any hesitation, he asked on the spot that the old man must go to visit the hunting party.

The hunt went well!

In three days, the Shanling tribe captured a large amount of food reserves. Because of the presence of the Seventh Cultivator, the monsters that they usually did not dare to capture were easily captured, which made Shanyan smile. After calculation, he found that the Shanling clan

The clan no longer has to worry about food reserves for a long time.

But no one expected that on the fifth day of hunting, an accident happened.

It is typical that extreme joy brings sorrow, sweetness brings bitterness. When the Shanling Clan was working hard to kill a large monster beast, the Seventh Cultivator suddenly frowned and looked into the distance, revealing a fierce murderous intention.

Shan Yan, who had always been by Qi Xiuzi's side and directed his people to hunt, immediately noticed the abnormality displayed by Qi Xiuzi, and immediately asked cautiously: "Old sir, what's the matter?"

The Seventh Xiuzi ignored the mountain rock and coldly ascended into the sky, saying loudly: "Since you are here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

A black wind blew up, and three monks suddenly appeared in the void. Two were in the realm of Tongtian and one was in the realm of ascension. The leading monk in the realm of ascension seemed to feel that the seventh cultivator was not easy to mess with and must be respectful.

Said: "Jiu Ru of Huangquanmen, I have met fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist..."

"Yellow Spring Gate?"

Before the other party finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Qi Xiuzi. When the other party's eyes flashed in surprise, Qi Xiuzi's eyes were full of murderous intent, his voice was unusually cold, and he said with a cold smile: "Hahahaha, what a hell, now that we are here,

, just don’t leave, keep your life here!”

The leader of the Huangquan Sect, the ascended saint named Jiuli, suddenly heard the murderous words of the Seventh Cultivator. His expression suddenly changed slightly, and he said angrily: "Be careful of Taoist friends' loud tone..."

"die!!!"

Thinking of the lives of millions of monks on Xuanyuan Star, and the lives of hundreds of millions of mortals on Xuanyuan Star, after the Seventh Cultivator accidentally met the monks of Huangquan Sect here, no matter whether he was an ascended saint or a master on the saint list, there was only one outcome.

Just...death.

The word "death" came out!

The Seventh Cultivator's murderous intent suddenly reached its peak, and he directly interrupted Jiu Li's nonsense. He pressed his fingers with his right hand and flicked hard, and his fingertips buzzed, and there was an extremely clear and crisp sound, and he saw the three voids completely.

The colorful arrows, which were intertwined with the seven-colored aurora, flashed in the sky and appeared directly in front of the three Huangquan monks, shooting directly between their eyebrows.

What?

Jiu Li was shocked. He didn't expect that the Seventh Cultivator was not afraid of the Huangquan Sect's reputation at all. He took action when he said he would take action, with almost no hesitation. But what surprised Jiu Li even more was that the strength displayed by the Seventh Cultivator was actually...

This gave him, the eighty-ninth ascended saint on the saint list, a creepy feeling.

However, Jiu Li is an ascended saint after all, and he is ranked 89th on the saint list. Looking at Taixu Universe, he can almost be regarded as a person who can walk sideways.

When he was facing danger, he let out an explosive roar, and a cloud of vicious energy suddenly surged out from his eyes, nose, ears, mouth, and seven orifices, turning into a ghost shield with a green face and fangs, protecting the top of his head.

boom!!!

The shield shattered into pieces at close range. The aftermath of the collision gave Jiuli a splitting headache, as if his head was about to explode.

Who is this old man?

How could it be so powerful!

When Jiulan's mind was horrified, he quickly used his true energy to dispel his abnormality. When he calmed down and took a look, his mind was suddenly horrified, and he felt a strong chill that could not be described in words.

died!

The two Tongtian Saints from the Huangquan Sect who came with Jiuli actually died, and they died so neatly that they almost didn't even have a chance to resist, and died on the spot in the hands of the old man.

A Saint of the Eighth Level of Divine Transformation, a Heaven-reaching Saint, can easily kill him in seconds with just one strike. Who is this old man? How could he be so powerful?

Jiu Li was even more frightened in his heart, and then he seemed to think of something. He shuddered suddenly, his voice was trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "The seven-color aurora... that was definitely the seven-color aurora just now. Who are you, and why do you use the seven-color aurora?"

aurora?"

"Want to know who I am? Give you a chance and go to hell to ask!"

boom!

Interrupting Jiuli's words again, Qi Xiuzi obviously couldn't hide the hatred and anger in his heart. He opened his arms forcefully, and one after another colorful aurora, like the fairy hair of the Immortal King, was behind Qi Xiuzi.

They danced wildly and intertwined into a colorful divine king, standing proudly behind Qixiuzi, holding the seven-colored fairy sword high and slashing it down in the air majestically.

call!

Wherever the seven-colored fairy sword passed, the sharp tip and sharp edge of the sword easily cut a hole in the sky, and slashed towards Jiu Lu with soul-stirring sharpness.

Jiulan was shocked and was once again shocked by the strength shown by Qixiuzi.

However, Jiu Rui is an ascended saint after all, and is ranked eighty-nine on the saint list. Looking at the Taixu universe, he can be regarded as a sideways character. Therefore, even though the cultivation of Qi Xiuzi at this moment is astonishing, Jiu Rui still shows a certain

The true character of an ascended saint, he quickly displayed his magical powers, communicated with Dao thoughts, opened his mouth and spat out thick and violent energy, transformed into a huge ghost king, holding a ghost fork, and faced the colorful wave of the seven-color god king.

Immortal sword.

Boom!

After the Ghost King and the Seven-Colored Fairy Sword had a head-on collision without any tricks, there was an instant loud noise that shocked the world, not to mention the shock for hundreds of miles. Just starting from the center point of the collision, a terror started

The storm exploded, causing several mountains to shatter, and countless cracks exploding on the ground.

Terrifying, the collision of ascending to the saint level really shocked the whole world!

But after such a collision, Qi Xiuzi still looked as normal, while Jiu Ruze's face was full of shock.

There was no other reason. After this head-on collision without any tricks, Jiu Rui watched helplessly as the ghost fork held by his ghost king was cut into half by the seven-color fairy sword held by the seven-color fairy king. In the end, only the handle remained.

Caught in the hands of the Ghost King, it looked really miserable.

Good guy!

The Ghost King of Jiu Rui was refined by the 900 million souls that Jiu Rui finally collected, and the Ghost Fork held by the Ghost King was condensed from the blood souls of 1.8 billion warriors. Therefore, the Ghost King and Ghost of Jiu Rui

The fork contains terrible violence, and when wielded, it is not only frightening, but also shockingly powerful. And it is with this ghost king and the ghost fork that Jiu Rui ascends to the 89th place on the saint list.

However, Jiuli's special skills turned out to be useless in front of the legendary colorful aurora. He was easily cut off by a sword and the ghost fork was cut off. How could Jiuli not be surprised by this?

Who is this old man? He is too strong!

With his eyes flickering, Jiu Rui looked at the Seventh Xiuzi with a gloomy expression, waving his arms, controlling the Seven Color Immortal King, and attacking Jiu Rui's Ghost King without hesitation.

What a nine-barrel man, he is worthy of being an ascended saint, a transcendent existence ranked eighty-nine on the saint list. Not only is he powerful in cultivation, he is also not stupid in his head.

After realizing Qixiuzi's tyranny, he decisively shook his sleeves slightly and released palm-sized messenger birds, which flew out in all directions. Then he decisively bit the tip of his tongue and squirted out a mouthful of blood.

The blood fed the Ghost King, greatly increasing the Ghost King's strength. With a roar, the tyrannical Ghost Cha emerged again and faced the Seven-Colored Immortal King.

Boom! Boom! Boom...boom!

The sound of the violent battle was so shocking that it was as if the earth was shattering. After receiving the essence and blood of Jiuli, the fighting power displayed by the ghost king was astonishing. The colorful aurora was indeed unparalleled in the world, and it was sharp to the limit, but at this moment, it could not be killed even for a moment.

The Ghost King actually withstood the attack.

But under such circumstances, Qi Xiuzi did not appear anxious at all, and still had time to take care of himself. He directed the Seven Color Immortal King to launch powerful attacks one after another, gradually and steadily weakening the Ghost King's combat effectiveness. After half an hour, the Ghost King was beaten to the point of sluggishness.

The whole thing has shrunk several sizes.

Under such circumstances, Jiu Li became more and more frightened the more he fought, and his face became more and more ugly. After seeing that there was no chance of winning, he already had the intention of retreating.

But at this moment, there was a sudden roar in the sky, and an ascended saint with a strong cultivation level was seen, like a fighter jet, at an extremely terrifying speed, the air was burning, and he could be seen from a distance.

On this battlefield, I came here with a very clear purpose.

boom!

The void exploded, figures flashed by, and a half-naked monk wearing an armored skirt appeared in the void. With a look of surprise on his face, he looked at the Seventh Cultivator who was suppressing Jiu Lu and beating him with great surprise.

Who is this old man?

After all, Jiu Ru was a well-known figure in the Taixu world, but he was no match for the old man. He was suppressed and beaten, and the situation became increasingly dangerous.

After witnessing such a situation, this person pondered and seemed not to join the fight recklessly.

Qi Xiuzi, on the other hand, glanced at the other party in his spare time. After seeing the blood-red word "war" tattooed on the other party's chest, he immediately understood the other party's identity.

He should be a monk from the Immortal War Clan!

After thinking about it, the Seventh Cultivator did not attack the Zhan family monk rashly, but he also kept enough vigilance and warned him directly: "I am seeking revenge, you'd better give in. Be careful that the sword has no eyes!"
To be continued...