At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

"Huh..." The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly walked in front of the ancestor Yinshan.

Seeing the ancestor of Yinshan laying on the ground with no breath, as if he was dead, this also made the young man sneer: "Under my unique move, who can stop it, even if you are the old man of Yinshan..."

"puff!"

At this moment, Patriarch Yinshan suddenly raised his head, and the strange long sword in his hand grew nearly ten feet in an instant as if he had taken growth hormone. The young man had already relaxed his vigilance, and he didn't realize that Patriarch Yinshan would Sudden attack, he was stabbed directly in the chest, and looked at Patriarch Yinshan in disbelief: "How is it possible?!"

"Your tiger shape is really powerful, but before I fought you, I took the holy medicine for healing, and I was waiting for your strongest eruption!" Patriarch Yinshan laughed and said, "As the saying goes, the Tao is one foot taller. The devil is ten feet tall, young man, you still can't do it!"

"Damn it!" The young man's angry face was twisted together. This is the first time he has encountered such a situation at such a big age. It is simply tolerable, what can't be tolerated!

At that moment, the young man let out a roar, and rushed up regardless, even though Patriarch Yinshan slammed his sword on him again, it still couldn't stop him from hugging Patriarch Yinshan tightly, using his limbs continuously, intending to force his life He strangled the ancestor of Yinshan to death.

"Damn it!" Patriarch Yinshan didn't expect such a way to die together, and the pain of being strangled, the two of them froze together for a moment.

Meanwhile, Zhao Feiyu and Zhao Feiyu had arrived at the place where the two had first fought. After searching around, they found nothing.

Zhao Feiyu frowned: "Did you really fall into an illusion?!"

"Master, is this what they're fighting for?" But the three-legged Golden Crow set his sights on a small grass that was only ten centimeters long and resembled a weed.

Although the grass was ten centimeters high, it had seven leaves on its body and was about to bloom into flower bones. It was very inconspicuous. If it wasn't for the three-legged Golden Crow, it would have been stepped on by Zhao Feiyu.

Anyway, regardless of whether it was true or not, Zhao Feiyu immediately raised the grass and the surrounding one square meter of land, and sent them to the main god space to raise them. Seeing that the two were still fighting, Zhao Feiyu turned his head and left, what the hell!

"Damn it!" Ancestor Yinshan obviously also saw Zhao Feiyu, and couldn't help being furious. He stabbed the young man dozens of times with his long sword in the side, and the young man finally couldn't stand it anymore and lay down on the ground powerlessly.

The tiger shape on his body disappeared, and fresh blood spewed out from his mouth. It was obvious that he was exhaling more air and not taking in more air.

"System, analyze it, what is this grass?" Zhao Feiyu asked while walking.

"Ding, the system has detected that this is a ghostly seven-color grass, which is about to grow a seven-color flower, which can penetrate the two worlds of life and death, with infinite power!" The sweet voice of the system rang out immediately.

"How specific?" Zhao Feiyu asked again.

"The saint's cultivation base below the tenth floor is wounded to death. After taking it, he can recover in an instant!" the system replied again.

"hiss!"

In a word, Zhao Feiyu gasped immediately, knowing that there would be good things in Wuwang Secret Realm, but he didn't expect such good things, wouldn't this be equivalent to an extra life?

It's like a bug!

"That boy, what about you, stop for me!" Behind him, the ancestor Yinshan had already caught up, and stopped in front of Zhao Feiyu with a dodge, "I've seen you, you still want to run?!"

"Old man, do you need any help?" Zhao Feiyu asked politely.

"What nonsense to help or not, return my little flower to me!" Yinshan Patriarch shouted angrily.

"Old man, why can't I understand what you are talking about?" Zhao Feiyu spread his hands and said, "You are not hallucinating, are you?"

"Your mother appeared!" Yinshan Patriarch gritted his teeth and said, "I've seen it all, you poached the little flower I found, and you still don't admit it?!"

"Oh, you're talking about seven-color flowers!" Zhao Feiyu laughed, "That's weird, you were fighting with that young man there, I found seven-color flowers, I put them away, and then you said they belonged to you, then you What is the difference between this and a robber? I also said that your daughter is my granddaughter, so is she really my granddaughter?!"

"Hahahaha!" Three-legged Jinwu couldn't help laughing loudly, "Master, aren't you calling this old man your son in disguise? I'm dying of laughter, hahaha!"

"Boy, I don't want to mess with you, just return the things to me honestly!" Patriarch Yinshan said through gritted teeth, "Otherwise, I don't mind killing you too!"

"You have already fought with that kid. You must be very tired now, so you still want to fight with me?" Zhao Feiyu smiled, "Don't say it's me, even my partner can beat you Crying for father and mother!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Patriarch Yinshan yelled violently, and his whole body charged directly, the weird long sword in his hand turned unexpectedly, such a double attack took Zhao Feiyu's life.

"Roar……"

At that moment, a dragon chant sounded, as if an ancient magic dragon had awakened, causing the surrounding earth to tremble.

Patriarch Yinshan was also shocked, but saw a terrifying saber energy burst out from Zhao Feiyu's body, and slammed fiercely on his strange long sword.

"Crack!"

The long sword broke at the sound, and the ancestor Yinshan was also sent hundreds of meters away. He looked at Zhao Feiyu in disbelief: "Your cultivation clearly knows the first level of false saints, how can you be my opponent?!"

"I don't know about this problem either!" Zhao Feiyu said with a smile, "It's a good relationship between us, but you just want to trouble me, tell me, can you still live?! "

"Do you think that you have a powerful weapon and you are my opponent?" Patriarch Yinshan smiled, "Old man, I have lived for tens of thousands of years. I have never seen anyone or anything. I, like you, can leapfrog challenges. I’ve seen it too much, didn’t it die in my hands in the end?!”

"Master, he is injured, how dare he pretend to be aggressive?" The three-legged Jinwu looked at Patriarch Yinshan in surprise, "It's the first time I've seen such a kind of beast who doesn't cry when he doesn't see the coffin, so why don't we ask him again?" Forget his lifespan of tens of thousands of years!"

"What do you mean?!" Yinshan Patriarch narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was wrong.

"Although I don't really think about it, but if he leaks the news about the Seven Color Flower, it will be a bad thing for us!" Zhao Feiyu thought for a while, then nodded and pointed at Patriarch Yinshan.

"What is this for?" Yinshan Patriarch was still bewildered.

But a few seconds later, he suddenly discovered to his horror that his lifespan was decreasing at a hundred times the normal speed...