Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 454: The calm immortal third party.

"If I wasn't injured, with the power of this baby and you, the two of us might be able to really kill him together." Xiao Wu felt a little regretful.

"You'd better recuperate first. You're too weak now. It's good to survive. Don't think too much. Leave everything to me."

The weasel spoke, not wanting to involve him. Immortal-level battles are often life-and-death matters. It is too dangerous to participate without the Golden Core realm. Even the weasel must be careful and cautious.

"It's still not safe enough. You are alone, and your life or death is uncertain." Xiao Wu sighed.

"That's almost it. There is no perfect method in the world. It's rare for an immortal soul to be left alone here. If we wait for other immortals to come over, it will be difficult to deal with."

Weasel explained calmly.

Even if we can get rid of this kind of disaster one by one, even if we risk our lives, we cannot miss this excellent opportunity.

Now four of the seven great gods have died. If the remaining three can kill one more, the pressure will be greatly reduced.

In the following period, Weasel returned to Daxia and brought various treasures left behind by the First Emperor from the hands of Yan Zishan, Ye Qingyao and others, and also brought many other items.

Finally, the weasel resolutely turned around and left, embarking on the journey.

The Indian Ocean south of Bactria has undergone earth-shaking changes in recent times.

In the past, this was one of the areas with the richest marine material assets.

After experiencing the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the various disasters here have become stable again over time. Everyone living nearby thought that the disaster was about to pass and a new chapter was about to begin, but it turned out that it happened. Earth-shaking changes.

A vague figure arrived, carrying unimaginable aura and fluctuations.

As soon as they arrived, the whole world was in catastrophe.

He walked on this vast ocean, and as soon as he stepped down, all the countless mountains and lakes on his body were reduced to ashes.

Countless creatures perished in this earth-shaking catastrophe.

Under this terrifying power, there was no time to react.

Originally, many people in this area were rebuilding their cities and building their own rooms, but with the arrival of the soul of this immortal, everything was in vain.

Countless repaired cities shattered into pieces.

The pavilion collapsed, and many mortals and cultivators who built the city were also killed.

It was an extraordinarily fuzzy figure, so huge that its sides and back seemed to squeeze the entire world. Its body was hazy and transparent, as if it had merged into the void, and it was blurry and unfathomable.

But his aura is definitely powerful and terrifying.

The power released instantly caused many people in the distance to vomit blood and tremble in fear.
The area that was originally being rebuilt suddenly became terrifying. Everyone was frightened and everyone was running away in a hurry.

"Where are the so-called relics of the First Emperor? I have a feeling that it should be in this area."

That blurry figure, talking to itself about searching carefully here, just took one step, and walked from the ruins at one end to the other end.

In this process, there are mountain peaks, islands, lakes, and oceans boiling, but they are all exploding on their own.

Walking here, all the mortals and cultivators around them exploded instantly and turned into a mist of blood.

He ignored everything around him and looked extremely indifferent. He only cared about the inheritance of the First Emperor in ancient times.
Those endless years ago, this mere human brought him too much shock.

However, no matter how hard he searched, he still couldn't find it.

In the end, he sat cross-legged on a mountain range, carefully comprehending and experiencing, trying to sense and search for the ancient traces in this ruins.

As he sat cross-legged and realized, one after another power not only condensed from all directions, but meteors seemed to fall from the sky, and finally melted away under the invisible power and formation around him, turning into lava and falling slowly. Slowly condensed into a huge outer formation.

The exploded corpses and blood were all integrated into it and became part of the formation.

With a loud rumbling sound, as his formation was completed, countless buildings, lakes and mountains within a radius of thousands of miles were all turned into powder. Those who had not had time to escape were even more destroyed. It instantly disintegrated and merged into it.

In fact, within such a huge area, who can escape?

After doing all this, this blurry immortal became silent again, silent and motionless.

After all, in the immortal world view, the so-called time is just a blink of an eye.

They have survived for too long and too lonely. In the past years, they were often just a retreat, and thousands of years passed by in a snap.

I don’t know how long it took, but in the endless and distant void, the weasel appeared.

Walking from a distance, he saw these endless dead creatures at a glance, as well as the vague immortal figure sitting cross-legged in the middle.

With a swish sound, this immortal also opened his eyes, and two rays of cold electricity shot out from his pupils.

He stared at the weasel, just like a dragon from ancient times looking down at an insect, his eyes full of indifference and ruthlessness.

The soul of the ancient immortal sat cross-legged on the ground, with formations surrounding it. Meteorites from the sky fell down and transformed into formations with the exploding immortal.

The power of the five elements emitted, and various gravels floated in the void and slowly turned, filled with a powerful and surging aura.

The weasel stopped, surprised. He found that the soul of this immortal seemed to be extraordinarily powerful, much more powerful than the three he had encountered before. The whole soul was extraordinarily stable and had almost restored its full strength.

Especially his body seemed to be completely integrated into the void, blurry and invisible.

His cultivation is even more unobservable, only a pair of sharp eyes, carrying the time and breath of endless years. Weasel did not hesitate. Behind him, the scroll of Nuwa Empress clattered, and all kinds of radiant colors covered his body, protecting him tightly.

In front of this kind of immortal, any carelessness will be fatal to him. After special training, the weasel can already unlock more powerful power and power by using certain means.

However, even if his combat power is much stronger than before, he still needs to wait patiently and break out at the critical moment to give the immortal's soul the most fatal blow.

He doesn't have many opportunities, and he needs to take advantage of various conditions and create favorable factors for himself.

"The picture scroll of Nuwa from the ancient times. I never expected that this kind of treasure from the ancient times, something that even the top beings in heaven would be afraid of, would actually fall into the hands of a beast."

The eyes of this immortal's soul obviously began to heat up. The originally cold expression was filled with light, like a silver moon rising into the sky, becoming more and more dazzling, but also becoming more and more bone-chilling.

And its body gradually appeared. In the middle of the huge soul, a man appeared. He was a truly invincible existence like a god, like a sun descending between heaven and earth.

His body is densely covered with various scales, and there is a pair of wings behind it, like a dragon from ancient times, as if it were cast from gold.

"You are the most powerful cultivator in the human world today. There were three people who went to look for you together before. They wanted to force you out to die, but they chased you away. It turns out that this is the case. Is it for the scroll of Empress Nuwa? ”

The immortal soul nodded and clarified the relationship in an instant, because the scroll of Nuwa Empress was really too important. Even if he saw this kind of treasure, he would definitely hunt it down immediately and get it as soon as possible. This is so important that it simply cannot be described in words.

Anyone who obtains him will definitely reach the sky in one step. If they can study it thoroughly, it will be an unimaginable great fortune, and it can even make them more powerful than in ancient times.

Even if the seven immortal souls discover this kind of thing, they will definitely fight with each other. No one can compromise between them. But now that the weasel is back, the souls of the three immortals have disappeared. what does that mean?
The immortal soul gradually narrowed his eyes, which was beyond his expectation, and his expression gradually became colder. It was obvious that he had predicted it.

"It's a bit unbelievable that he is just a chicken and a dog, but he can actually do this."

He originally thought that the three immortal souls had killed the weasel and were hiding in the corner studying the various treasures on him. He never thought that this was actually the case.

The eyes of this immortal soul were extremely deep. He did not act immediately, but watched everything with cold eyes.

"Hand it over and give you a happy death."

The weasel didn't say anything, but walked slowly forward, the scroll of Nuwa Empress on his body clattering, and his surging fighting spirit became more and more intense.

Obviously he couldn't compromise directly like that.

Seeing this scene, the immortal soul did not speak again, and directly raised a finger, pointing towards the void from a distance.

In an instant, the sky was twisting, and the invisible formation expanded accordingly, falling directly from the sky like a mountain range, suppressing the weasel on the spot and covering it.

Faced with all this, the weasel moved sideways to dodge, and flew away through the sky. With the help of the power of Nuwa's scroll, it retreated tens of millions, and was away from this battlefield in an instant.

The Ding Qin Sword from the ancient times appeared next to him, the weasel condensed its own Qilin state, and the scroll of Nuwa Empress continued to rotate around him.

Standing high in the sky, he was confronting this immortal soul here, with a solemn expression and extra caution.

"Ding Qin Jian, I didn't expect that this treasure would also fall into your hands. This little beast really has a lot of opportunities."

The soul of the immortal spoke in such a cold voice.

There was a loud roar and strong winds. The soul of this ancestor immediately took action. A pair of wings like the sun moved behind it, leaving an afterimage behind it and chasing after him.

The stream of light suddenly appeared, and with his explosion, the endless mountains and seas below were cracking, and many were picked up by the strong wind and blown into the air. One can imagine how terrifying this pair of wings is.

The moment this immortal appeared, the weasel understood that his absolute strength was far superior to the three he had met before.

It was faster than the previous immortal souls. If he hadn't awakened yet and Nuwa Empress had defused him and encountered this immortal soul, he would have been destined to die.

The Weasel's expression changed dramatically and became extremely solemn. The opponent's speed was so fast that it was impossible to match him at his normal speed.

With a long roar, the weasel did not hesitate, borrowing the power of Nuwa Empress behind him, and fled away as quickly as a stream of light.

With a swish sound, this golden sun-like man stood in the sky, his eyes extremely cold.

"I see, you have actually been able to use part of the power of Bird Lady's scroll. No wonder those three losers didn't catch up with you."

The weasel stopped when he heard these words, and did not leave instantly, but kept a distance.

However, the immortal's soul didn't seem to have much intention of catching up.

"But even having speed is useless. The tricks among immortals cannot be compensated by speed. You also have other trump cards."

"But your strength is not enough. Even if you add the paintings from Nuwa's era, you can't kill the three immortals. You can only borrow external power. Let me guess, you probably used extreme speed to lead them into some kind of death. , you just came back alive, and they disappeared."

It was just a simple deduction, inferring that the soul of this immortal had understood everything and spoke calmly.

The weasel looked solemn.

As expected, that method can only be used once. This immortal is very keen and can detect all the results instantly with a simple move.

It seems that the remains of the former Nuwa Empress can no longer be used.

This immortal is as bright as the sun, very dazzling, and his whole body is luminous.

"It's a good strategy. This is normal. The magic weapon left over from the ancient times has successfully aroused their greed. Everyone wants to have it alone. Zhen Xian is chasing you. Hehe, it's really sad."

Seeing this scene of the weasel sighing in his life, this immortal is indeed very terrifying. Not only is he super powerful, he is also exceptionally sharp. In the face of this kind of treasure, he still does not lose his mind and is very calm.

Standing here without any flaws, Weasel suddenly felt that even if he had many magic weapons left by the First Emperor at this time, and had power comparable to him, he might not be able to truly fight with him.

(End of this chapter)