Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

What greeted her was Song Xuan's cold gaze.

That beautiful head was blown to pieces by Lord Song with just one punch!

So what if she’s a married woman?

Mr. Song said that he has a wife who can change into various types. I have played with more wives than you have ever seen!

Chapter 845: Although it has not yet been thwarted, it is still a taboo!

After smashing the head with one punch, Song Xuan glanced at the headless body of the beautiful woman, waved his sleeves, and sealed away her soul along with the storage ring.

After doing all this, he looked at the remaining five old monsters, including the first generation ancestor of Yaoqing, leisurely.

After thirty years of seclusion, although he has not yet begun to overcome the first calamity of decline for the celestial beings, all preparations for the tribulation have been almost complete, and he is only one step away from overcoming the tribulation.

Although he is not yet a first-level celestial being, his strength has increased countless times.

The peak Mahayana monster that once required desperate efforts to deal with can now be blown to pieces with just one punch!

To put it bluntly, he, Song Xuan, is now a taboo!

A real taboo!

"What kind of strength is this?"

Ancestor Yaoqing, who had always been very calm, finally showed a look of fear in his eyes.

Others might not have seen Song Xuan's attack clearly, but he could barely see some clues. When Song Xuan punched out, a special golden halo flashed on his fist.

That luster carried with it an aura fluctuation that was completely different from that of the World of All Spirits. He had felt that aura from afar when he was young.

"Immortal power!"

"You are using immortal power!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the remaining few people in the secret realm of the ancestral land, who were already extremely shocked, now showed expressions of disbelief and shock.

"Immortal power?"

"Impossible, how could he have immortal power?"

"That's the power that only comes from a body transformed into an immortal after transcending tribulation and ascending. How could he possibly possess such power?"

Ancestor Yaoqing stopped talking and had a ferocious expression on his face. He stared at Song Xuan coldly while muttering something, as if he was summoning something.

Song Xuan knew that Patriarch Yaoqing was activating the power of the national treasure, but Song Xuan just stood quietly in the void and did not stop him.

Before, with his cautious nature, he naturally would not confront the national treasure head-on.

But now, he wanted to give it a try. Now that he was only one step away from becoming a first-tribulation celestial being, how big a gap was there between him and the power of the national treasure activated by the ancestor Yao Qing?

The chanting didn't take long. After the last sentence of the spell was finished, Patriarch Yaoqing sneered and raised his right hand to point to the sky.

"The Compass of Destiny, protecting the nation and destroying the world!!"

Buzz~~,

The dark sky solidified, and a huge mysterious compass appeared. In an instant, the boundless void began to collapse layer by layer.

Song Xuan looked from afar and saw a ray of emerald green light rising into the sky. It was a compass emitting a mysterious aura. It seemed out of tune with the surrounding world, yet it carried a kind of terrifying pressure.

On the compass, strange runes flickered with faint light, like ancient and mysterious text, seeming to contain endless mysteries and power.

At this moment, the compass began to spin rapidly, getting faster and faster, and finally turned into a sea of ​​emerald green fire.

This sea of ​​fire was like a green ocean, with surging waves and majestic momentum. It permeated the void, covering the billions of miles of space where Song Xuan was, causing most of the secret world to begin to burn.

The breath of destruction was overwhelming. In Song Xuan's perception, this destructive force was much stronger than the one when Wang Lin used the Canye magic. In an instant, it enveloped his entire body.

"Brother-in-law!"

Xiaoqing, who had transformed into a small green snake, became nervous at this moment. Although she had cultivated to the Mahayana stage, she had never seen such a terrifying thing that could destroy the world at the slightest disagreement.

Song Xuan looked at the emerald green flames sweeping towards him. At this moment, the entire secret world was distorted, and everything was shattered wherever the flames passed.

Under the raging flames, his expression changed. After coming to the secret world of the Yaoqing ancestral land, he felt the crisis of life and death for the first time.

Without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and sucked in the souls of the two Mahayana peak monsters he had just killed. They turned directly into two balls of extremely pure life essence and were swallowed into his stomach.

The next moment, the aura around Song Xuan suddenly increased by more than double, and then, an inexplicable golden halo emanated from his whole body, and he collided head-on with the sweeping sea of ​​fire.

The emerald green sea of ​​fire, with the power of destruction, collided with the golden light on Song Xuan's body, and kept making crackling sounds, like oil boiling in a raging fire, extremely fierce.

Song Xuan glanced at the golden light on his body that was constantly fading. He didn't know what kind of power this golden light was. It was an extremely powerful force that was born after he had been in seclusion for many years, integrating various powers within himself, using the Xuantian Creation Method as the foundation, and activating the formation with his body.

Ancestor Yaoqing said it was immortal power, so let’s call it immortal power.

But even so, this immortal power still felt a little struggling when facing the power of the fire erupted by the Yaoqing national artifact.

Although he could resist temporarily, Song Xuan knew in his heart that he could not hold out for too long.

But this was enough, he already had a general idea of ​​what he wanted to know.

At least, he was certain that the power of the national treasure that the Yaoqing Patriarch could mobilize was probably not even one ten-thousandth of the power of the national treasure.

Although this power would even force forbidden entities to retreat, it was good news for Song Xuan.

He has not yet passed the tribulation and is still unable to do it, but if he succeeds in passing the tribulation and becomes a first-tribulation celestial being, Song Xuan is absolutely sure that he can control the ancestor Yaoqing single-handedly.

Even if the other party can mobilize the power of the national treasure, he will definitely die!

After understanding the true power that the Yaoqing Ancestor could mobilize, Song Xuan had already begun to think about retreating. This time, he couldn't destroy the country and could only wait for the next time.

Looking at Song Xuan who could not be wiped out in the sea of ​​fire for a while, the face of Yao Qing Patriarch was extremely gloomy.

If there are strengths and weaknesses among taboos, then the Xuantian ancestor in front of him is definitely the most difficult one he knows.

The opponent's attack power may not be the strongest, but he is definitely the hardest to kill!

It was elusive and its defense was beyond his comprehension. It was a being that had not yet passed the tribulation but possessed immortal power. He did not understand why the will of heaven in the world of all spirits could tolerate the existence of such a monster!

"I cannot kill you, but you are also powerless against me under the power of the national treasure..."

Yao Qing Patriarch took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Daoyou, you've already killed two people. Now, why don't you leave?"

"not enough!"

Song Xuan stood in the sea of ​​destructive fire, his eyes swept over the Yaoqing Patriarch outside the sea of ​​fire, and sneered, "Those who dare to touch me, two deaths are not enough!"

Yao Qing Patriarch's face was gloomy. "What else do you want?"

Song Xuan chuckled.

"Kill one more person!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clang, and a sword sound like a dragon's roar shook the void. Song Xuanxuan Sword, his natal immortal sword that had not been used for many years, was summoned out by him.

Then, Song Xuan held the sword in his right hand and suddenly stabbed it through the air. A golden sword light broke through the air in the sea of ​​fire, as if crossing the distance of time and space.

The sword energy flashed, like the first ray of dawn breaking through the sky at the creation of the world, and in an instant, it attacked a skinny, hunchbacked old man!

Chapter 846: Pretending is not smooth, continue next time!

"Ancestor save me!"

The hunchbacked old man subconsciously cried for help.

He knew in his heart that this sword light could break through the air from the destructive sea of ​​fire, and the terrifying killing power condensed in it was definitely not something he could resist.

But it would have been better if he hadn't shouted. After he shouted, not only did his companions around him flee frantically like frightened birds, but even the ancestor Yaoqing, who had the huge phantom of the luck compass on his head, subconsciously retreated.

The hunchbacked old man looked pale and sad as he watched the scene.

It is said that I would rather die than let my fellow Taoist die, but aren’t you being too realistic?

You could at least throw a treasure at me to defend yourself!

He also wanted to run, but he couldn't, because the seemingly ordinary golden sword energy had locked him tightly, and he had no way to escape unless he detonated his soul.

Knowing that he was going to die, the hunchbacked old man gritted his teeth, raised his hand and slapped his forehead. With a bang, his forehead caved in. Then, a Taoist fruit with the shadow of a demon dragon appearing on it was pulled out by him.

The moment the Dao Fruit was pulled out, the hunchbacked old man didn't even look at the golden sword energy that was attacking him, but raised his hand and threw the Dao Fruit towards the person closest to him.

"I'm going to die, and you old bastards won't have an easy life either!"

"If you don't save me, then we'll die together!"

The moment the fruit was thrown out, a tremendous chill spread out, and the hunchbacked old man's resentful voice sounded at the same time.

"Using this old man's Dao Fruit as a guide and the Frost Soul Primordial Spirit as a sacrifice, I will summon the power of the Nine Netherworld Dragons and freeze them for eternity!"

Even though the two old monsters died easily at the hands of Song Xuan, in fact, the few people who could sit in the secret realm of the ancestral land were all ancient beings with great cultivation and could decide the life and death of countless people with just one word.

At this moment, his move caused the sky and the earth to change color. In the secret world beyond the Sea of ​​Fire, endless netherworld cold air began to spread continuously, and the void was filled with ice layers emitting black smoke.

The purple-robed old monster closest to him was the most affected. A piece of ice chips rose from his body in an instant. His escape speed, which was originally fleeing at a high speed, was instantly reduced by half!

The purple-robed old monster cursed, "You lunatic!"

But the hunchbacked old man laughed heartily, as if he had let out a breath of anger. He looked calmly at the golden sword energy that was already in front of his eyes and was constantly growing, muttering to himself.

"If I can't deal with Old Monster Xuantian, can I still deal with you?"

scoff!

The golden sword light pierced through his brow, leaving a dark red bloodstain. Then the sword light did not slow down, and it was like a golden thunder, with rumbling thunder sounds, passing through the head of the purple-robed old monster.

"I fuck you...you..."

The purple-robed old monster froze in place, mumbling "you" for a long time, his eyes gradually becoming dim.

Behind him, various ancient treasures were shattered on the ground. The sword energy pierced through the back of his head and passed through his eyebrows. The terrifying sword light that condensed the immortal power destroyed his Taoist fruit and killed his soul.

After killing two peak Mahayana monsters in a row, the golden luster on the sword energy began to become illusory and dim. Amidst the loud bang, it was blocked by the ancestor Yao Qing, who activated a tripod that looked like a treasure.

After taking a look at the deep sword marks on the tripod, Patriarch Yaoqing looked at Song Xuan with lingering fear.

"Fellow Daoist, what a cruel method!"

“It’s so fun!”

Song Xuan smiled slightly. He originally wanted to kill enough before leaving, but he didn't expect to see such a drama of brothers killing each other and fighting against each other in the end. It must be said that there is great terror between life and death. Before facing life and death, no one knows what crazy things each person will do.

Putting away the Xuantian Sword, Song Xuan glanced at the golden immortal power on his body that was constantly being eroded by the destructive flames. Without saying much, he raised his hand and tore the vortex channel that led to the future a few more times. Then he took a step forward and left this place directly.

Today, even though he didn't achieve the goal of destroying a country, it was enough. When his magical powers become more powerful in the future, he will punch the Nanshan Nursing Home and kick the Beihai Kindergarten!

I said I would destroy the country. If I failed this time, I’ll try next time.

If it doesn't work once, try it twice. If it doesn't work twice, try it three times. In short, Song Xuan is very vindictive and he must do what he says!

If you have pretended to be cool, you must be smooth!

This time he is just testing the waters. Next time, he will call Xiao Qian and his wife along.

Also, Old Ye must be brought along. The war to annihilate a nation in public would definitely not be complete without him as an audience member.

...

Looking at the colorful luster, the vortex channel of spatial turbulence could be seen gradually disappearing, and the face of the ancestor Yao Qing turned ashen.

Today, his Yao Qing Dynasty suffered heavy losses.

Including him, there were only seven ancestors in total. He spent countless energy and time to train these few people, but in the blink of an eye, he lost four of them!

It would be a lie to say I don’t feel sad.

The loss is huge, but the most terrifying thing is that his last resort, the national treasure, seems unable to cause any effective damage to the old monster Xuantian.

This old guy, if he feels relieved this time and leaves without causing trouble again, that would be fine, but if he still refuses to give up and comes back to cause trouble again, what should I do?

It’s impossible that every time he comes, I have to activate the national treasure, right?

If this is true, it is estimated that within a few years, the dynasty's luck accumulated over tens of thousands of years will be exhausted!

Without the dynasty's luck, it would become extremely difficult for him to activate the national treasure.

"Ancestor, what should we do?"

In addition to the ancestor Yaoqing, the two people who survived by chance, one of them was wearing a Taoist robe of water and fire, holding a dustpan, dressed like a Taoist master.

One of them looked like a teenager of fifteen or sixteen, with red lips and white teeth, and was quite handsome. However, the fear on his face had not yet faded, and his uneasiness was extremely obvious.

The one who just spoke was this young man.