Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

The old man was stunned, and his mind spread out, but he couldn't find Song Xuan's figure. But then, he felt a cool feeling coming from between his eyebrows, followed by an extremely hot breath.

Bang!

The old man in green flew backwards, and a transparent blood hole appeared between his eyebrows. At this moment, Song Xuan's figure emerged in the void.

In his left hand, he held the still struggling soul of the old man. He raised his right hand and made a move towards the broken body. A wisp of divine blood origin like a lightning snake was absorbed into his hand.

"who are you?"

The soul of the old man in green was terrified. The enemy could kill him instantly in an instant. He was definitely a terrifying existence that could fight their ancestor head-on!

"What hatred or grudge do my Flashing Soul Clan have against you? Why are you looking for trouble with us?"

"There was no hatred at all!"

Song Xuan raised his hand and pointed to the trial field behind him, "But the human race that you have kept in captivity will respect me as the Great Emperor of the Human Race!"

"You used my human race as blood food. Is this hatred enough?"

Chapter 706: The Martial Arts God, Song Xuan, please teach me, Patriarch Shanpo!

An elder was crushed to death by Song Xuan with one hand. This sudden scene caused many powerful Shanpo clan members on other cultivation stars to roar in shock and anger.

For a moment, on various planets, hundreds of powerful members of the Shanpo Clan rose into the air, all with gloomy and angry expressions, and rushed towards Song Xuan.

"Out-of-region cultivator, you deserve to die!"

The old man in the lead had an extremely powerful aura. The energy and blood that surged into the sky were like long dragons, stretching across the starry space, like chains of order, trying to bind Song Xuan.

Song Xuan laughed, faced the attacking giants, raised his hand and lightly tapped the starry sky.

"collapse!"

His voice was plain, but the moment it sounded, it gave people the illusion that the sound of the great way was roaring in the world. In an instant, the sound turned into the roar of endless thunder, spreading into the starry sky.

The chains formed by the blood and qi of the leading elder collapsed in an instant, the roar filled the air, and the entire starry sky began to tremble violently. A huge crack in the void was torn open with a "swish" sound as Song Xuan pointed his finger.

From afar, the starry sky within the battle area seemed to be cut in half!

Under this terrifying power that even cut and shattered the starry sky, the bodies of all the powerful Shanpo clan members who came to attack, except for a few who managed to escape because they were far away, collapsed, and the roar of the flesh and blood explosion resounded throughout the world.

Song Xuan waved his sleeves, and he collected the energy and blood of the Shanpo clan that were like lightning snakes.

"Your Excellency has gone too far!"

A sinister voice was heard from the ancestral mountain peak surrounded by more than ten cultivation stars.

The moment the voice rang out, a giant from the Flashing Soul Clan dressed in a gray robe walked out from the mountains. He took a step and appeared directly in the starry sky.

With his appearance, an aura filled with extreme oppression dissipated, exceeding the level of a fusion cultivator. The violent pressure seemed to stretch the starry sky!

As the gray-clothed old man appeared, thousands of members of the Shanpo clan rushed out from more than ten cultivation stars, bowing to the old man.

"Second Ancestor!"

The old man nodded, signaled his clansmen to disperse, and then stared at Song Xuan with a gloomy face.

"I have killed cultivators from outside the domain before, more than a thousand years ago."

As he spoke, he formed a seal with his hands, raised his hand and pointed at his brow, and the lightning mark at his brow suddenly burst out with a thunderous sound.

Amidst the roar of thunder, the gray-robed old man shouted coldly, "Law of Heaven and Earth!"

Boom!

Above the old man's head, endless thunder gathered in an instant. In the sky full of thunder, a figure as tall as the ancient god of thunder emerged, holding a sword in one hand and a dragon in the other, stepping on mountains and rivers, and swallowing the starry sky with his aura!

"Hand over your soul and blood, and let me use it for my clan's use. I will spare your life!"

Song Xuan looked at him calmly and shook his head slightly.

"You are not qualified to be my opponent!"

From the memories of the elders whose souls had been searched before, Song Xuan had already learned that the Shanpo clan's strongest combat force was naturally the mysterious ancestor, who had been sitting on the holy mountain all year round and rarely showed up.

The real person in charge of the affairs of the Shanpo Clan is this Second Ancestor, along with a group of Shanpo Clan elders who possess combat power comparable to that of a peak fusion.

At this moment, feeling the pressure of the Second Ancestor personally, Song Xuan had a clearer judgment of his combat power in his mind.

The combat power is above that of the fusion, but it is still far behind the real Mahayana.

Perhaps, because he did not cultivate the Dao Fruit, this person's power looked very strong, but in fact, in Song Xuan's eyes, he was like a castle in the air, which could collapse and fall apart at any time!

"Arrogant! Die before me!"

Being looked down upon by Song Xuan, the old man in gray was completely furious. He even used his strongest magical power to control the heavens and the earth, but was still not taken seriously by the enemy in front of him. Who could tolerate this!

But before he could make a move, Lord Xiao Song had already disappeared.

When he appeared again, he had a black and white Tai Chi Yin Yang Dao fruit on his head, seven-colored mysterious light under his feet, the five elements rotating in his hands, wind and thunder gathered, and he slapped out with one palm, and the entire starry sky froze in an instant!

The sky and the earth became flickering, and the breath of destruction swirled in Song Xuan's palm. When his palm fell, the shadow of the Thunder God that seemed to be able to stretch out the starry sky could not resist for even a moment. With a bang, it turned into light and shadows all over the sky and dissipated in the void.

Boom~~

After crushing the gray-clothed old man's Fa Tian Xiang Di, the world-destroying palm power did not stop at all, and fell from the sky, about to fall on the opponent.

At this moment, horror finally appeared in the eyes of the Second Ancestor. He had never thought that death was so close to him.

At the critical moment of life and death, he finally used his life-saving skills.

But he raised his head and roared, the sound was like billions of thunders exploding at the same time, resounding throughout the entire Flash Soul Clan starry sky——

"Ancestor save me!"

At the moment his words rang out, an old voice came from the top of the mountain that pierced the starry sky, the most core holy place of the Shanpo Clan.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop!"

In the starry sky, Song Xuan's face was slightly surprised, but the movement of his hands not only did not stop, but instead accelerated a bit. With a bang, the body of the second ancestor of the Shanpo clan exploded. In the blood light, the origin of the divine blood and his soul were sealed by Song Xuan and put into his sleeves.

After doing all this, he turned around, looked at the towering mountain, and smiled slightly.

"Sorry, you're late!"

There was silence on the Holy Mountain for a few breaths, and then a low growl of an old man was heard. "Who are you? The method you practice is completely different from the human race who came here last time!"

Song Xuan stood tall and straight, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his long robe rustling in the starry sky. His seemingly tiny body was now filled with an extremely terrifying destructive power in the eyes of the surviving Shanpo people.

Just standing there gave them the illusion that they were facing a world directly, as if they were the enemy of the world.

Raising his hands and clasping his fists, Song Xuan said in a deep voice: "I, Song Xuan, a martial arts master, ask for the guidance of the Patriarch Shanpo!"

This was the first time Song Xuan had truly fought a Mahayana-level being since he started practicing.

Therefore, he attached great importance to it and was very serious about it. He also observed all the etiquette and the sense of ceremony was almost maximized.

However, the next words from the Shanpo Patriarch made him stand there in a daze.

"There's no need for me to teach you. You're very strong. I have nothing more to teach you. You can leave now!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Song Xuan couldn't help but sneer, "Old man, I'll give you some respect, you're a bit rude!

What’s going on? Could it be that I’ve been locked up for too long and my brain has burned out?

I was being polite to you, but you really weren't being polite at all!"

Chapter 707 Victoria Song’s ultimate sword!

On the holy mountain, the ancestor of the Shanpo clan fell silent again.

Then, thunder roared on the top of the mountain, and soon, a tall figure emitting endless lightning light stepped out from the holy mountain.

The moment he walked out, endless lightning shrank and melted in an instant, and finally, a human figure similar to Song Xuan's appeared.

The man looked to be in his thirties, no different from a human, but he exuded an aura that even Song Xuan found strange. This aura was divine!

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

The moment this person appeared, the surviving strong men of the Shanpo clan in the starry sky bowed in salute at the same time, with fanatical looks in their eyes.

The ancestor is the ancestor of their Shanpo clan and the god of their entire clan. It is because of the ancestor that their clan can control this world and enslave countless clans!

They were already afraid of Song Xuan, but the moment the ancestor appeared, the fear in their hearts instantly disappeared.

The ancestor is invincible!

In this world, there is no enemy that the ancestor cannot deal with!

This belief has long been deeply rooted in the souls of all the members of the Shanpo Clan.

The expression of the Old Ancestor Shanpo was as calm as water, without any emotional fluctuation. Even though he was ridiculed by Song Xuan just now, he did not show any expression at all.

After appearing, he and Song Xuan looked at each other for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "Although I cannot see through the method you are cultivating, I can tell that your Dao Fruit is not yet fully developed.

You are not a Mahayana monk from the outside world!"

As he spoke, his expression finally became a little more indifferent, and he said in a cold voice: "You are no match for this old man. If you don't have other helpers, then you can die now!"

"Destruction!"

The ancestor Shanpo raised his hand and pointed, and a point suddenly appeared in the void. With the appearance of this point, the whole world began to tremble violently.

Song Xuan's pupils shrank, and his figure suddenly turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot. At the place where he was originally standing, the space was pierced with a hissing sound, and the hissing sound of turbulent space cutting came one after another.

"Nice bodywork!"

The corner of Shanpo Patriarch's mouth curled up, and his fingers were like swords. He raised his hand and lightly drew a line in the air. The starry sky was cut in half like paper by the sharp blade, and a huge crack in the air appeared, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles.

He took a step forward and stood beside the crack, his eyes scanning the area. From time to time, he raised his hand and pointed something in the air.

As his fingers moved, each time, the space would be pierced, and a shadow of Song Xuan would appear at the pierced location.

"See how long you can hide!!"

The ancestor Shanpo seemed to be taking a walk in the starry sky. Every time he attacked, he could tear the starry sky apart. Any random blow was the limit of what this world could withstand.

"You can dodge countless times, but if you make a mistake just once, you'll die!"

Ancestor Shanpo was very confident about his attack. Not to mention that the opponent was not a true Mahayana cultivator. Even if he was a Mahayana cultivator, he would be seriously injured if not killed by his attack.

No matter how strong the defense of a Mahayana cultivator is, it cannot withstand the terrifying power of the void being torn apart and the turbulent space being cut continuously.

After striking repeatedly and piercing through the void hundreds of times, the Flash Soul Ancestor frowned slightly and taunted, "Don't you want me to teach you? I'm going to strike, so don't hide!"

Song Xuan said nothing, his figure constantly changing in the void.

The fighting power of this Shanpo Ancestor really exceeded his expectations.

Even Song Xuan needed to accumulate strength for a short time if he wanted to tear the void, but the ancestor Shanpo's fingers kept pointing like a Gatling gun, and it seemed that there was no cooling time at all.

Based on this alone, Song Xuan knew that the other party's background was definitely superior to his.

If he was the only one here today, Song Xuan would not have stopped at all and would have turned around and left. Alone, he could only restrain the opponent and could not make an effective counterattack at all.

No matter how confident he is in his own fighting ability, he would not be so arrogant as to use his physical body to confront the huge crack in the void head-on.

But he is not alone now.

At this moment, Victoria Song is lurking in an unknown area of ​​the starry sky, waiting for a fatal blow!

Song Xuan now doesn't need to think too much, he just needs to keep dodging and wait for the other party to make a mistake.

Just as what the old man Shanpo said just now, the reverse also applies - you can attack countless times, but if you make a mistake just once, the end result will be death!

Time passed by little by little, and the starry sky was filled with raging void cracks, and gradually, impatience appeared on the face of the Shanpo Ancestor.

There was even a hint of fatigue in his eyes.

He had never thought that someone's physical skills could be so strong that he could narrowly avoid the void cutting every time.

This is not just a matter of physical skills. Without a strong and incomparable body to support it, just those high-speed sideways movements and twists and turns over and over again, after too many times, the body will break down and disintegrate!

Finally, after tens of thousands of attacks, the Shanpo Patriarch paused, took a deep breath, and slowed down the frequency of his attacks.

And at this moment, the sound of a sword resounded through the starry sky, and a sword light seemed to separate the heaven and earth, breaking the yin and yang, and with an unstoppable power that could tear the sky and split the earth, it slashed past behind the Shanpo Ancestor!

The expression of the old ancestor Shanpo changed, and his mind was completely locked on Song Xuan. He had never thought that in this vast starry sky, there was a terrifying existence whose strength seemed to be no less than that of the other party.

The sword was so fast that he didn't even have time to dodge. He could only condense a mirror with endless lightning behind him, trying to bounce the sword back.

But before the Thunder Mirror could condense into shape, there was a swish sound, and the sword light had already pierced through it. Then there was a flash of light, and it passed by the side of the Shanpo Ancestor.

Then, the sword light flashed and paused in the void. The light began to gradually converge, revealing the figure of Song Qian who was holding the sword in one hand and gasping for breath.