Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

This sword can be said to be the strongest combat power she has unleashed after becoming a martial arts god, especially after she condensed the spirit of acupoints and her strength was further enhanced.

All the fighting power is gathered on the natal immortal sword. With one strike of the sword, the winner is decided, and life and death are decided!

Either you die or I die!

Ancestor Shanpo stood in the starry sky, his body somewhat stiffly frozen in place, the light in his eyes gradually dimming, and he quietly watched Song Xuan walking out of the void.

"Do you have helpers?"

Without any nonsense, Song Xuan took a step forward and came directly in front of the Shanpo Ancestor. He raised his hand and slapped him with a palm!

Before the palm force landed, half of the body of the Shanpo Patriarch collapsed with a bang, like a candle in the wind, or a rotten wood, without any resistance at all.

Chapter 708 I don’t want to hear your story at all!

With this palm strike, the body of the Shanpo Ancestor collapsed directly, leaving only his head floating in the air.

Song Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he asked in surprise, "You are a spirit body, not a physical body?"

Then, he nodded slightly with some realization.

No wonder, no wonder this old ancestor Shanpo has been tearing through the void and launching long-range attacks since he appeared, forcing me to dodge and unable to move forward.

Because this old monster has no physical body at all, close combat is his absolute weakness!

The old man Shanpo ignored him, and the only remaining head was still talking.

"You are so powerful, yet you still need help?"

His pupils, which had already turned a dead grey, were filled with resentment, "It would have been fine if you had just sought help, but you actually wanted to launch a sneak attack!

He said that he wanted my guidance, but he actually hired someone to launch a sneak attack. How despicable, insidious and shameless!

If you can't afford it, don't play it!"

Song Xuan ignored his insults, glanced at Song Qian who was walking towards him tiredly, raised his hand and pressed it on the head of the Shanpo Ancestor.

"Finished?"

He sneered, "Soul search!"

The soul-searching method was activated, but the next moment, Song Xuan frowned slightly, moved his hand away, and looked at the other party in disbelief.

"Are you stupid? You didn't find anything?"

The old man Shanpo laughed heartily, "I am a god from the upper realm. Although only my remnant soul remains in the lower realm, I am still a god that cannot be desecrated!

Even if I am down and out, my memories are not something you, a cultivator from the lower realms, can search!"

Song Xuan said, "A god from the upper realm? It seems you are from a very important background!"

"That's right, I am a god, a true god, not one of those guys who claim to be false gods. So, do you really want to hear my story?"

The deathly grey in the eyes of the Flashing Soul Ancestor became more and more intense. He looked at Song Qian and whispered, "Although you sneak attacked me in a despicable way, I have to say that your sword was really powerful.

What's the name of that sword?"

Song Qian was holding a bunch of pills in her hands, taking drugs and watching her brother talking to the Flash Po Patriarch. When she heard the other party's question, she casually responded, "Daluo Tianbengmie Dao!"

"Daluotian?"

Ancestor Shanpo blinked in surprise, "There are thirty-three heavens in the upper realm. Have you inherited the Daluo Heaven?"

Song Qian curled her lips and said, "What inheritance or not, I am Daluotian!"

Ancestor Shanpo shook his head, "Impossible, how could you be Daluotian! That's the sky, the Tianzun! Ignorance is fearless, you really dare to say anything!"

He sighed and looked at Song Xuan, "Unfortunately, my divine body, which I have nurtured for thousands of years, is not yet perfect. Otherwise, if I had a physical body, I would have been injured at most by that sword strike, but it would not be fatal!

If I had known that you were so strong and so insidious, I would have chosen to leave this place with my divine body no matter what.

What a pity, the divine body that has been nurtured for thousands of years can only be used to make wedding dresses for you!

I'm about to die, but I still have a lot to say. Would you like to hear my story? "

Song Xuan shook his head, "I don't want to listen!"

The expression on the old man Shanpo's face froze. "You won, and I'm going to die. Thousands of years of hard work have been wasted on you. As the victor, are you really not curious about my origins and my story?"

Song Xuan shook his head again, "Not curious at all!

I'm not curious about your origins, nor am I curious about your difficulties. I only know that we are enemies! "

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped out. In front of the confused eyes of the Shanpo Patriarch, with a bang, the only remaining head exploded and turned into ashes!

"Your story doesn't matter at all, without you, it matters to me!"

Retracting his palm, Song Xuan looked at Erni beside him and said, "Are you okay?"

Victoria Song shook her head, "I'm just a little tired, I just need to rest for a while.

"Brother, are you really not curious about his story at all, or have you suddenly changed your personality and don't like to watch dramas or listen to stories anymore?"

Song Xuan laughed, "It's not that I don't want to listen, but this old guy is not an ordinary person. Who knows if he has a backup plan or if there will be another unexpected event!

Also, if this person is really the remnant soul of a god from the upper realm, it is very likely that after hearing his story, he will have a karmic relationship with some important figures in the upper realm.

This old guy is so evil, he's still digging a hole for us even before he dies!"

Victoria Song was stunned and blinked, "As expected, people are treacherous. This old man has a really dirty heart. Fortunately, you didn't waste time talking to him and just beat him to death!"

Song Xuan smiled slightly and lightly flicked his sword into the void. A sword light rose into the air like a dragon, flipped in the void, and turned into thousands of sword energies.

The sword energy whistled, flashing with the luster of death, and swept towards the surviving members of the Shanpo tribe with the power to destroy everything.

"Run away, run away quickly!"

Two elders of the Shanpo tribe were lucky enough to survive. After seeing the tragic death of their ancestor, whom they once admired so much, their Taoism collapsed and they lost all faith. They just growled and told their tribesmen to flee quickly, but they themselves stood still and were pierced through the flesh by the sword energy.

"Help, help!"

"Senior, spare me, spare me!"

Screams and wails continued to sound from the planets in the starry sky, but Song Xuan didn't even look at them.

His philosophy has always been to eradicate the enemy completely.

He and the Shanpo Clan have been at war to the death for a long time, so how could he feel pity for the other party because of their pleading?

mercy?

When you devoured our human cultivators as blood food, did you ever show mercy to them?

Song Qian held the Human Emperor Banner in her hand. With a wave of the banner, a terrifying devouring force dissipated. Streams of black smoke swept across the world, carrying the souls of the dead members of the Shanpo tribe and collecting them into the banner.

An hour later, the two of them cleared the area and arrived at the true ancestral land of the Shanpo Clan, the sacred mountain surrounded by dozens of cultivation stars.

This place is where the old ancestor Shanpo has been practicing meditation and seclusion all year round. However, on the top of the mountain, there are only three thatched huts and a medicinal field. It looks simple and rustic, and does not look like a holy place at all.

Song Xuan searched the hut but found nothing valuable. However, Song Qian casually picked a herb from the medicine field, which seemed to have triggered some formation. In an instant, a teleportation light began to appear on the entire mountain top.

There was a bright light in Song Xuan's eyes. He nodded to Song Qian. Then the two of them did not resist and disappeared in the teleporting light.

When the light dissipated, the two walked out of the teleportation array and saw an extremely vast underground lava space.

The magma flowed like a river, and the boiling hot current filled the surroundings, but Song Xuan didn't care about it at all at this moment. At this moment, his eyes had already been attracted by the densely packed Flash Soul giants floating on the long river of magma.

There were countless corpses, and the blood and flesh in their bodies seemed to have been drained away long ago, leaving only huge shriveled skeletons. From a distance, it looked eerie and a little creepy!

Chapter 709 You must listen to my story!

"so much!"

Looking at the densely packed dried corpses of the Flash Soul Tribe giants floating on the magma, Victoria Song exclaimed in astonishment, "There must be at least 80,000 of them, if not 100,000?"

Song Xuan nodded, walked forward, and turned over a giant from the Shanpo clan who was not yet completely dead. He was shocked to find that behind the giant's head, there was something like a blood vessel extending into the magma.

All the essence of the Shanpo clan's blood and energy was being extracted bit by bit through that blood vessel.

"help me..."

The giant struggled to open his eyes and uttered a weak cry for help, "I don't want to be food, save me..."

Song Xuan didn't say anything. He just pressed his hand on his head and started searching his soul. After a moment, he pointed his finger and pierced through his eyebrows, completely ending the life of this poor kid.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Song Xuan shrugged. "As you can see, the Shanpo people treat the life forms of the Blood Slave Planet as blood slaves, and that Shanpo ancestor treats the Shanpo people's trial-takers as blood slaves, extracting their blood essence to build the body of the True God!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped out. Amidst the rumbling sounds, the magma river in front of him surged and rose. As the water surged, a body about the same size as a human floated up from the bottom of the magma.

It can be seen that this body is covered with blood vessels as thin as hair, connected to countless members of the Shanpo tribe, constantly absorbing the blood and energy of those tribesmen.

"Is this the divine body that the Flash Soul Ancestor has prepared for himself for countless years?"

Looking at the skinless, blood-red humanoid body, one can clearly see a golden heart beating slowly in the chest. The bone outline on the chest has been roughly completed, but the flesh and skin have not yet been completely perfected.

Song Qian snapped her fingers and a sword energy burst out.

The sword energy that could easily kill a cultivator at the peak of the fusion stage, and which even a cultivator at the Mahayana stage did not dare to underestimate, fell on the forehead of the divine body and only left a faint white mark. After a few breaths, the mark disappeared.

"What a terrifying body!"

Song Qian's expression changed. "I now understand why that Flash Soul Ancestor said that if he had a physical body, I couldn't do anything to him. I used to think he was just unwilling to die, but now it seems that he was telling the truth!"

Song Xuan also took a deep breath, "We can only say that we are lucky. This divine body is not yet fully developed and cannot be used lightly, otherwise it will easily damage the foundation.

The Flash Soul Ancestor probably didn't want to use it in order to avoid affecting the subsequent refining, so it's a bargain for us!"

Song Qian narrowed her eyes slightly, and her beautiful crescent-shaped eyes blinked, as if she was thinking about something.

"Brother, should we keep this divine body for ourselves or destroy it?"

Song Xuan pondered for a moment and made a decision, "Refine it!"

"Ah? Refined?"

Lord Song nodded and said, "Although this divine body is good, at this rate, it will take at least hundreds or even thousands of years for it to be fully perfected. We don't have the time to wait.

In that case, why not just refine it directly!

This body was nurtured by absorbing the qi and blood of the Shanpo clan. Theoretically, every drop of its blood and every piece of its flesh were formed by the qi and blood.

Instead of waiting for it to be completely perfected, it is better to refine it directly, condense the spirit of the acupoints, and strengthen your own body!

No matter how good someone else's body is, their potential is ultimately not as great as our own!"

Song Erni uttered an "oh" and seemed a little disappointed, but still nodded, "It's good to use it for cultivation. When we overcome the decline of our physical bodies, our physical bodies may not be inferior to this divine body!"

She yawned and looked a little tired. "I'm a little sleepy, brother. I'm going to take a nap first!"

She had overdrawn herself severely from the previous sword strike. Even though she had taken a lot of pills, she was still a little tired at the moment. She briefly told her brother about the situation and found a huge rock to lie down on.

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

For monks, sleep is a luxury, and most of the time, it is replaced by meditation.

It has been a long time since Victoria Song had the experience of sleeping so properly like today.

Song Xuan sat cross-legged on the side, glanced at Erni who was still smacking her lips in her sleep, silently withdrew his gaze, raised his hand, took out some formation secrets from the storage ring, and began to study them.

Using the body as a formation is a method that leads directly to the great road, and it is worth him spending more energy to study.

This time, Victoria Song slept for three full days.

She had a dream.

In her dream, she saw a young man.

A young man had a childhood sweetheart. They grew up together, loved each other, and secretly got married without telling their families.

On that day, the immortal sect was selecting disciples, and the two were chosen because of their excellent qualifications and embarked on the path of cultivation.

From then on, whenever he had spirit stones, he gave them to Qingmei first. Whenever the sect rewarded him with elixirs, he would try to give them to them first. When exploring secret realms, he would rush to the front. When Qingmei violated the sect's rules, he would be the first to rush out and take the blame.

In the end, the other party said, "You are a good person, but you are too weak. What I really love is a strong man like Brother Li!"

Then, he watched Qingmei being embraced by Senior Brother Li.

That day, the young man's heart collapsed!

The seeds of hatred were planted in his heart.

From then on, he rebelled against the sect and began to do everything he could, using all available means to desperately improve his strength.