Create a world of low martial arts from ancient times

Chapter 229

Xiniu Hezhou was completely destroyed, the earth's veins were turned upside down, the energy was cut off, and the entire land fell into a lifeless state.
The true immortals can no longer fight on this land. They can only fly hundreds of millions of miles into the sky (the size of the sky and the earth in a pot) and fly out of the land of extraordinary spirits. Only then can they continue to fight, or go directly to other continents to fight.

They didn't choose any other method, so they chose the simple one and headed to other continents.

We cannot just have Xiniu Hezhou, other continents must also come here.

"Death to the thief!!"

A shout echoed in the blue space, and a flash of light lifted up the sky. Clouds from thousands of miles away were like spears breaking through the waves, and dragons crossing the sea.

"It's better! My maidservant! I don't want to die!..."

One after another, stern and angry curses could be heard, with the intention of degrading Ning Hao here.

Ning Hao, who stood alone on Caiyun's head, watched this scene indifferently. He had long been accustomed to such curses. There were many people in the world who cursed him, and there were really only a few of them.

He was not afraid of these people cursing him like this, and these people were also dead, no, it was these immortals.

And now this person is definitely not just practicing sword making, she has actually perfected her sword skills.

The true immortal in this world!

How in the world can ordinary people like them survive?
In fact, they are also the proud ones of heaven, otherwise how could they become true immortals.

But at this moment, a sword struck, and the red sword light divided the void, separating the big Han and Qin Molong.

"Put him down!"

I would rather help when I see nature.

He was almost overusing his brain, which made him not improve in cultivation, but his fighting methods were improving by leaps and bounds, and the power of the divine channel method was increasing.

In addition, there are those "protagonists" of monsters and barbarians.

The ecstasy on the big man's face also shattered to pieces along with the sword energy.

The big man remained unmoved.

There is also alchemy cultivation, the cultivation of hundreds of industries...

It is said that this sword cultivator is actually a weapon cultivator, but the name of the sword is much nicer than other names, so the sword cultivator is also listed separately. There are even many people who practice this path, or pretend to just practice swords.

There are many, many ways to build various tools.

The big man was stubborn and snorted coldly: "Kill or behead everyone."

But Qin Molong is not easy to fight with. None of his five Dharma brains are used in practice at the moment. They are all used in this fight. To be precise, his Dharma brain has been used in these three years of fighting.

At this moment, this claw blocked Qin Molong's disaster, preventing his two arms from actually being cut off.

But even though his fighting skills are powerful, he still suffers when fighting against those true immortals with higher cultivation levels.

However, these cultivation paths were all recorded by Luo Zu, and no one was left behind.

Qin Molong smiled and said, "I'll wait for you."

Just like this one right now.

"Brother Mo Long, the seal is coming." Ning Hao grabbed a floating cloud mountain with one hand and suppressed a true immortal who was trying to struggle.

Without enough talent, an ordinary person may not be able to enter cultivation. Especially in today's environment, it is even more difficult for ordinary practitioners to enter a high position.

The light of her sword was like the blood of the red sun, shrouded in the setting sun, she had to cut off the two arms on Qin Molong's shoulders first.

Many, many to name a few.

"Killing you and cutting you into pieces will only give you an advantage. I will refine your spirit, turn your body into a machine puppet, and erase everything related to you so that you will never exist in this world." Qin Molong sneered.

As soon as he grabbed it, it was not his claws, but a magic weapon he got by chance. Later, he spent a lot of time refining it and finally refined it into a magic weapon.

ding ding ding...

As for what the instrument repair is? He is a practitioner who practices using tools. What kind of tools are they? Including hammers, swords, guns, swords and halberds, axes, hooks and forks, pots and pans, bricks and wooden pestles...

"You're good to go." Qin Molong's voice pierced through the floating clouds in the distance, revealing his figure inside.

It would be better to withdraw your help when seeing this, so as not to do bad things with good intentions.

As the black steel claws protruded out, Chiyang Sword Qi was caught to pieces.

It has been more than 10,000 years since the cultivation method was established in the world in the pot. During this time, the battles between the various parties have not stopped, and the exchanges have not stopped, so there have been many evolutions, and the cultivation of this weapon is just one of them.

The sword immortal's fighting ability is always higher than their level, and only other weapon cultivators can compare with them.

And Ning Hao and others are generally recognized by the world as the protagonists, because they have really turned the world upside down, and evened the results that took ten years of fighting between the various parties in the past.

The big man's mind was already full of thoughts, and he kept thinking about the rumors over the years.

This punishment is nothing, it doesn't matter if the spirit is extracted, or the body becomes a puppet of the machine, as long as he doesn't care, then Qin Molong can't say this, then he has not lost.

That is, in this catastrophe in the human world, several protagonists will emerge who will lead the trend of the times.

He also didn't expect that this guy would be so arrogant and domineering, with such a dangerous weapon in his hand, and he would crush the sword energy of a pure swordsman. Is this even justified?
Could this be the power of the Martial God’s relic? Is there really a protagonist in this world?

This big man is none other than the True Immortal Organization who hunted down Ning Hao and his group with the red-robed Sword Immortal in the past.

Is that human being?
No!

"Hmph, it was you who made my little brothers so miserable in the past." Qin Molong was holding a big man and scolding him at the moment, with a ferocious expression on his face, full of hatred.

It's just that there are also divisions into "the emperor's favored sons". After so many years, the big man has not been able to rise at the original level and can only stay where he is, so he is anxious so that he can be exploited.

But if he is taken advantage of this time, he will be in bad luck, and this will be taken care of by these juniors.

While the big man was reflecting, the sword light flashed again.

昘昘! !
This time it came faster, and before Qin Molong had time to react, his two arms were removed.

"Okay." Qin Molong was not only surprised but also happy when he saw that his two magical arms were removed so easily.

After all, he could finally have fun. Before, he had to hold back when fighting with these guys.

No more now!
"Stop hiding your head and show your tail. Come out and fight with me." Qin Molong snorted coldly.

Whoosh!

The sword energy came more and more intensively.

Like a rain of blood and swords.

Qin Molong had to hide when he saw this. He would definitely feel uncomfortable with so much sword energy slashing through his body.

So he chose to avoid it.

But just when he was trying to hide, the sword energy like a torrential rain directly enveloped the big man, and he was about to escape.

"Okay, let's make this calculation." Qin Molong sneered.

"Brother Ning."

He can also use "summoning".

Wanfa Xianjun Ninghao has practiced Wanfa in his hands, which happens to be used for pushing.

Ning Yun had a magical skill, and he was thousands of miles away, causing a storm.

This time it is a real ocean, because this method of Ning Hao is made by sacrificing the water of the vast ocean. It is called immeasurable black water. A drop of immeasurable black water can submerge thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

At this moment, Ning Hao used this magical technique to intercept the rapid rain of red sword energy that wanted to take the person away.

No one can take them away, not even one.

There were other real immortals who were secretly observing and wanted to kill their accomplices, but at this moment they were blocked by Ning Hao's immeasurable black water, and then they watched helplessly as their accomplices were taken away by the rapidly shrinking immeasurable black water.

And all these true immortals taken away by Ning Hao fell into a bright red gourd slung around Ning Hao's waist.

"Treasure gourd, treasure gourd." Ning Hao rubbed the gourd, opened the mouth of the gourd, and took in all the true immortals in a few seconds.

"Where can you go?"

After giving up on this, Ninghao jumped out again. "Brother Mo Long, I'll go get that little girl back first."

Ninghao turned into a golden light, escaped from the clouds, and then fell thousands of miles away to chase the red-robed sword immortal.

The red-robed swordsman also knew that his repeated misses showed that he was no match for the enemy, so he ran away quickly and could not let these guys catch him.

But as soon as she ran away, the Immortal Lord of Ten Thousand Arts chased after her.

"Where are you going?!" Ning Hao shouted.

This drink combines the sonic magic, the curse magic, and the confusing sound magic.

It's so dangerous that no one can resist it.

Ning Hao is not an ordinary person. He has obtained the Ten Thousand Dharmas without practicing step by step. He can also make his own deductions. Such methods are his own deductions.

It stands to reason that this is also considered a great immortal technique.

After such a great immortal technique fell, the red-robed sword immortal became dizzy and suddenly plunged into the ground.

When Ning Hao saw this, he shouted: "Okay!"

He was still very confident in his own methods, so he was already prepared. He had already held his hands empty, and then put them together.

Bang! !

The void thousands of miles below him suddenly closed, and two large five-color handprints were closely connected in the void, crushing the red-robed sword fairy's body into powder like a millstone.

This scene is like twisting the red skin of a peanut with your fingers.

Rustling.

The red-robed swordsman's body turned into a ball of blood and water, and his skin, bones, organs, muscles, veins and brain were all crushed into flesh and blood.

This scene shocked many of the real immortals who were watching.

It's really cruel, even more cruel and domineering than Ning Hao's method against those true immortals just now.

People can't help but speculate about the deep hatred between this red-robed swordsman and Ning Hao.

"Brother Ning, what a waste." Qin Molong said hello with a smile in the clouds in the distance.

Ning Hao also had a look of pity on his face. He clapped his hands and said, "Let her soul escape, otherwise everything will be in order."

Qin Molong heard the sound and smiled: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'll catch him if we meet him another day."

"Let's take a look at our old buddy later."

Their old buddy was no one else, he had already passed through the seal of Hezhou, Xiniu.

When the seal came, it immediately spit out infinite golden light. This golden light actually forced out all the surrounding true immortals hiding in the void.

"Everyone, come and disperse wherever you go."

The timid among these true immortals immediately ran away, while the bold ones remained in place.

"Yin, did you bring the seal with you?" Ning Hao asked.

"Ning Hao, why do you have to do this? If we continue fighting like this, the world will probably end up like Xiniu Hezhou."

Ninghao smiled and said nothing.

As if to say it is not my fault.

You have a part too!

There are naturally many problems in the world, but how could he give up this fight just because of such a sentence.

"Yin, don't put your hat on us. There's no way I'll be fooled by you." Ning Hao shouted.

Yin shook his head and didn't say much.

He is not a good old man, so why should he speak softly to others? His pride is no softer than that of Ning Hao and others.

"In this case, we can't talk about it." Yin said.

"If you can't talk, then don't talk." Ning Hao said calmly.

In this case, Yin will naturally not continue to talk like this in vain.

He was still very decisive in his actions.

His hands formed a square fist and hammer mark in the void above his head.

"Is this the seal of Wanfa?" Ning Hao asked slightly curiously when he saw this scene.

I don't want to talk to him anymore in Yinben. I don't want to talk to him about anything else at this moment.

In the end, the fist treasure seal did not fall, but was overturned by Ning Hao. He took action based on the color of the cloud.

"Where can I go!!"

Three hundred miles away in the sky, fairy light bloomed like countless gorgeous fireworks, with little rays of light and colorful drops lighting up the sky and brushing across the land where the seal was.

Seeing this, Yin did not panic. He withdrew his fist seal and overturned a golden light.

The golden light was like electricity and a knife, splitting the fairy light skyscape in front of him like an oil canvas into two sections in an instant.

The void collapsed from this, and all kinds of spiritual energy decayed, causing the entire sky to lose its color at this moment, and was swallowed up by this crack.

But the golden light did not stop, and continued to hit Ning Hao.

Ning Hao was prepared in advance, with one hand holding all kinds of magic, and the other hand holding an exquisite little tower.

Ten Thousand Techniques were struck first, turning into an illusory and chaotic world, and the golden light was about to be swallowed into it.

And the small tower flew out and hit Yin's head directly.

Seeing this, Yin suddenly shrank and turned into the size of a tiny dust particle. He just disappeared without a trace, and the small tower couldn't hit him again.

But it is better not to be discouraged. First, swallow the golden light produced by the seal, and then prepare to use the seal to deal with it.

But after catching the golden light of Yin, Ning Hao's expression changed slightly, she was surprised and happy.

"Okay, okay." Ning Hao clapped her hands and called Xiaota back.

"Thank you for your support."

Qin Molong, who was about to help, also stopped and came back in time.

"It should be like this." A sigh came from the distance.

I would rather cup my fists and cup my hands.

Then he looked around and shouted: "Everyone, all the treasures left by the God of War are in my hands now. If you want to snatch them, you can come to me in the future."

But as soon as he drank like this, the surrounding spiritual energy began to fluctuate, and the real immortals who were waiting for the opportunity ran away one by one and did not stay any longer.

Ning Hao was so arrogant when he only had a Martial God relic in his hand. Now that he has another Martial God relic, how much should his strength increase?
I'm afraid I can compete with those who are the best in the world.

"Brother Mo Long, it's time to go." Ning Hao saw that these people were all aware of their interests, so he gathered his spiritual consciousness and stopped pursuing these true immortals.

Moreover, he is also anxious to do a big thing at the moment. The Wanfa and the Imprint are separated. It will take a lot of effort and time to re-sacrifice them together.

As soon as they left, they saw a shadow emerging from the void.

This shadow jumped in the void and actually captured a ball of red from the void.

Then the red color turned into a red robe.

The red robe twisted again and dived into the void without a trace.

But just as he left, a divine light came down.

"He escaped."

(End of this chapter)