From the leader of Mingjiao to the heavens

Chapter 660
The alien beasts in the prehistoric period were very powerful. Some of them were born from a certain kind of qi between heaven and earth, some were born from chaos, some were born from Pangu, some were combined with innate gods, and some were combined with acquired gods. If it is so big, it will call the wind and rain, and possess all kinds of magical powers.

These monsters killed and devoured each other, and multiplied in huge numbers on the Great Desolate Continent, quickly covering the world and the ocean.

Monsters have posed a great threat to human beings, whether it is a villain from the imaginary world or a real person created by Nuwa.

The villains are organized and can gather strength to fight against monsters, and there are also a large number of immortals to protect them, so they can fight against monsters in formation.

Real people mainly rely on their own strength to fight hand-to-hand with monsters. Sometimes when encountering too powerful monsters, they will also carry out coordinated operations mainly based on tribes under the guidance and leadership of the great witch.

Among the twelve ancestral witches, there is a "Jinzheng" ancestral witch who specializes in smelting metals, named Rushou.

He wants to make weapons for real people. He once went to the foot of Mount Emei to see the weapons used by little people from various countries. They are nothing more than swords, axes and axes. He also wants to make some, so that children can better fight against monsters. .

He took "samples", all of which were human weapons, and the largest iron gun was almost like a toothpick in his hand.

Fantiefanmu cannot cast weapons that real people can use, such as iron spears. Real people are generally eighty or ninety feet tall, while guns are more than a hundred feet long. If you hold one end of such a long iron spear with your hand, the other end will hang down. , or even break directly.

Ru Shou walked among the mountains and fields, searched for many places, and found a black iron mountain. On the mountain, there were a group of monsters with sheep heads and human bodies, all of which were thirty or fifty feet high, holding a sledgehammer made of black iron stones , bleating, swung up and attacked him.

Ruo Shou roared and rushed over, punched out first, and just hit the hammer that was smashed, smashing the hammer directly, then raised a kick, kicked several times, he was like a tiger in a herd of sheep , punched and kicked, knocked down more than 50 sheep-headed monsters in an instant, and there was a monster priest who waved a sheep-headed staff and released a fireball the size of a mountain at him. , blowing the priest's head off with one punch, and the rest of them all bleating and howling, running away with their heads in their arms.

Ru Shou picked up the hammer on the ground, rubbed it with his hands, and smiled.

He can feel the black iron contained in it, which is formed by the condensation of pure gold gas, which is hard enough, but these goat demons don't know how to condense it, so they directly make the ore into a hammer head and attack other monsters, that's all. To deal with him is simply courting death!
Ru collected the black iron ore, built a furnace in the mountain, and began to smelt the black iron.

He smelted a large amount of black iron and made a long-handled black iron battle axe. He held the ax high, and with a single swing, he split a hill in half.

He picked up the ax with satisfaction, and was going to take it back to show others. If possible, let the clansmen come to collect black iron and temper weapons.

He was just about to leave when suddenly a red shadow flew from the sky, landed in front of him, and turned into a monk with a bald head and a body of hundreds of feet.

Li Shou felt the oncoming aura of killing and cutting, and took a step back with a black iron battle ax in his hand: "You are not a real person!"

The monk raised his palms, nodded and said, "Amitabha! Poor monk Xiaoyue, I have seen the benefactor."

Ruo Shou carefully looked him up and down: "You are very strange, you are neither human nor demon, you are full of blood, and there is a way of killing in it, what do you come to me for?"

Zen Master Xiaoyue sighed: "I was originally... well, I don't care if I don't mention it, anyway, I merged my flesh and blood into a magic sword. I wanted to take revenge, and I killed many enemies, but my enemy Even stronger, they have become golden immortals one by one, so I will not be able to kill them, although my mana can continue to increase, but my calamity is coming, after all, there is a catastrophe in this world."

He looked up at the sky as he said, and continued: "I want to leave the sword body, but this sword has formed my body, and it is also my imprisonment and drag. I can't leave the sword body. I am the sword. it's me……"

"What do you want to say?" Ruo Shou interrupted his rambling, "What do you need me to do for you?"

Zen master Xiaoyue said: "You have the purest innate golden energy in your body, and you also have a taste of the way of good fortune. I want you to help me get rid of the sword body and regain my new life."

Ru Shou looked at him coldly: "Why should I help you?"

"If you help me, you can get the sharpest sword in the world."

"Sharpest?"

"The sharpest!" Zen Master Xiaoyue pointed with his hand, and a red light shot out from his fingertips. With a light swipe, the black iron battle ax in Liao Shou's hand fell down, and the ax as big as a hill crashed down. Hit deep into the ground.

Ruo Shou was taken aback, and took another step back. At the same time, two white lights shot out from his eyes to scan Master Xiaoyue. He could see through Master Xiaoyue's body. It was indeed a sword, a very strange sword. .

"You mean, you're going to give me your body?"

"That's it."

Ruo Shou thought about it for a while: "Okay, I can indeed help you get out of this sword body, but I have to ask some of my brothers for help, you come with me."

He brought Zen Master Xiaoyue back to the Ancestral Witch Hall in Lianshan City, and brought several other Ancestral Witches to discuss with them, with some in favor and some against.

"If you can help me liberate the primordial spirit, I would like to give you a treasure-making secret and a matching array map."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches took the things over and opened them for a look: The Twelve Capitals are gods and demons!

The twelve capitals are gods and evil spirits. Zen master Xiaoyue learned them from the ancestor of Haha. The ancestor of Haha claims to be an ancient secret method. It can be practiced by one person, or it can be practiced by two, three, four, six, or 12 people. Because it is too vicious, it kills too much when practicing, and it takes a lot of effort when it is used. A century, that is, 12 years!

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches looked at it, but couldn't see the good or the bad for a while.

Zen Master Xiaoyue also specially warned: "If you use Pangu's essence and blood to refine this god, it will have the power to destroy the world!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches discussed again, and finally decided to help his primordial spirit escape from the sword body.

Zen master Xiaoyue recovered into a long sword and flew into the furnace, Jumang added firewood, Zhu Rong lit the fire, Gonggong watered it, Qiangliang hammered it, and Liaoshou personally presided over the guiding of the golden energy...

This fire, water quenching, thunder and hammering made Zen Master Xiaoyue extremely painful every time, but he had already prepared in advance, soaked a large amount of Pangu's blood essence that he drank in advance into the sword body, and let the ancestor witch Forge hard.

After more than 90 days of training like this, Li Shou felt that something was wrong: "It stands to reason that his soul and sword body should be separated more and more, why is this becoming more and more integrated?"

Several other ancestral witches watched the sword together. After they had tempered the sword, the blade became sharper than before, and the red light on the sword became stronger.

"Why did you guys stop? Hurry up and continue...I feel like I'll be out soon!"

The ancestral witches were skeptical, and forged for a few more days, and finally came to No.90 Jiutian, watching that the sword's blood light became stronger and stronger, and it went straight up to Xiaohan, and the intention of killing made them become ancestral witches, facing the sword When it is sharp, it will be secretly timid.

"No, no! This guy lied to us!" Zhu Rong was the first to make a judgment.

Gong Gong also said: "He definitely didn't ask us to help them get rid of the sword body, but it was more like asking us to help him temper the sword body so that his body and spirit could be more integrated."

"I have a very bad premonition." Qiang Liang started to back up.

Zen Master Xiaoyue persuaded them to continue working, but the ancestral witches refused to say anything. He finally showed his true colors and laughed loudly: "You idiots, you are not stupid after all!"

The magic sword in the furnace flew out suddenly, the blood glow exploded, and the red light shot out, flying to the nearest Jumang first, trying to cut him into two pieces!

Zen Master Xiaoyue used the Yitian Zhuxian sword with his body, which was very powerful at first, but later he came to the world of Taixu and practiced many Yuanhui. People of his generation at that time either cultivated upwards to become golden immortals, such as Xuanzhenzi, Qi Shuming and Xun Lanyin would either go to the robbery and rebuild.

However, he was restricted by the body of the demon sword. It was impossible for him to cultivate immortality. If he wanted to go to the kalpa and re-cultivate, the soul could not escape from the sword body and could only continue to exist in the form of the sword.

Wei Xiao didn't go home for a long time, so he sneaked off to the lower realm, killing the disciples of the Emei and Qingcheng sects. Later, the hatred accumulated and deepened. People from other sects, be they good or bad, would kill anyone who provoked him. special kill.

It wasn't until later that Qi Shuming and his wife, who had become golden immortals, went down to the realm and led Emei disciples to surround and beat it, almost breaking it in two.

Zen Master Xiaoyue was filled with resentment, so she could only think of ways to suck blood and evil spirits to increase her strength. Over millions of years, she was born several times to seek revenge from the Emei sect, and the results were not as good as once.

As long as the opponent cultivates into a golden immortal, he can't beat him completely. In the end, even Shangguan Hong can deal with him, and even if he is a heavenly immortal, it is extremely difficult for him to kill him. There is a magic weapon that can match him, plus a magic weapon for restraint , even an immortal can deal with him.

Zen Master Xiaoyue was extremely frustrated and resentful!

Until, when he came to this world, he felt the rich aura in this world, the exuberant energy and blood of the living beings, and the solidification of the primordial spirit... To him, these are all treasures of heaven and earth, no different from the peerless elixir of a cultivator!
He killed tens of thousands of large monsters one after another, sucked up their blood and souls, and melted them into his body, greatly increasing his mana!
Even if one's own morality cannot be improved, as long as the mana can be increased and the enemy can be killed!

Zen master Xiaoyue has practiced for many years, and he feels that he is still far behind the level of Jinxian. Just when he was melancholy, he discovered the blood essence of Pangu underground, so he sucked it up like red bean paste, together with the big blood in it. Asuras, big and small, melted into the sword.

He sucked countless Pan Gu's blood essence, and finally reached the critical point.

He felt that he needed a qualitative change to completely refine the Pangu blood essence in his stomach, otherwise he would have many, many years on his own, and he couldn't wait!Who knows if Qi Shuming and the others will make progress in this short period of time?
He soon discovered Lianshan City and the Twelve Ancestral Witches. He couldn't help but be ecstatic. The Twelve Ancestral Witches all have the true meaning of Pangu bestowed by the Nuwa Empress. He beheaded all twelve of them, and his form and spirit were all integrated into the sword. His Yitian Zhuxian sword can definitely reach the level of beheading golden immortals!
So he made such a plan, let the Twelve Ancestral Witches help him digest the blood essence of Pan Gu absorbed earlier, and then kill them all!

The light of blood shot straight to Jumang, and Jumang got the true meaning of Pangu, absorbed the true meaning of Eastern woodwork, when he put his hands together, a lot of green energy melted from the palms.

It's just that these green energy couldn't stop the sharp Yitian Zhuxian sword, and it was pierced by it in one fell swoop.

Gou Mang was about to use his right hand to grasp the edge of the sword, suddenly two streams of white golden energy shot from the side, this is the western real gold energy emitted by Ruo Shou. It was pure, and the internal force contained Pangu's true meaning. When the two sides collided, tens of thousands of sparks immediately exploded and clanged.

At this time, Zhu Rong set fire to it from behind, switched on the electricity, and with a wave of his palm, two bolts of thunder and lightning were released, which wound around the body of Yitian Zhuxian Sword like a strange snake, locked into a twisted shape.

Zen Master Xiaoyue let out a roar, and the bloody light on the sword directly cut the flames, electric shots, golden energy, etc. into pieces!

The twelve ancestral witches retreated around the courtyard, stretched out their hands each, and flew their ancestral witch god banners out of thin air.

Although it is called a streamer, it is actually the totem of their various tribes. On Jumang's totem, there is a big bird with a human head growing on it. When it is shaken lightly, it becomes the blue light of Wan Dao.

The remaining 11 people, Liao Shou, Qiangliang, Gonggong, Zhu Rong, etc. danced their banners one after another, emitting radiance of various attributes, and they had a magical effect on each other, giving rise to various reactions.

A large area of ​​light and energy of various colors surged like a tide, the flames inside were churning, the water waves twisted, and the thunder roared, forcing the Yitian Zhuxian Sword to the central area.

Zen Master Xiaoyue became more and more frightened as he fought. These "true people" seemed innocent and stupid, but they didn't expect to have such means. Their mana might not be complicated or strong enough, but they were extremely pure. The purity of the world's origin is endless and endless. He stabbed and slashed with his sword, smashed and scattered countless light energy, but he immediately added it again, flowing like a river of heaven, endless!
The two sides fought for half a day, and Zen Master Xiaoyue felt that the enemy's attack was getting stronger and stronger.

It turns out that the Twelve Ancestral Witches seldom fight with humans at ordinary times. They basically use punches and kicks to catch monsters. One punch, one kick. At most, they can pull up a giant tree and cut off the branches to use as weapons. Simple and rude, like this Fighting with others has never been done before. Their control of various vitality is only out of the instinct of inheriting Pangu's will, so they are very unfamiliar at the beginning of the fight, but they become more proficient in the later stage, and the greater the control, the more powerful they are. The means change more!
Zen Master Xiaoyue felt very strenuous, and finally broke her heart. These twelve guys are not easy to deal with, it is better to go first for the time being, wait to turn around and lurk by the side, and wait for them to be singled out and kill them one by one!

(End of this chapter)