He is the fourth elder of Wanchu Holy Land, Wu Zhu.

"It's okay, Master, I haven't been playing outside for a long time. Look at how happy I'm having a fun time." The disciple smiled and pointed to the junior brother who was running around in the distance.

Wu Zhu's lips raised slightly. Just as he was about to say something, his face changed and he turned to look at the darkness on the side.

"who?"

The disciples looked at the same time and saw a naked and strange-shaped person limping towards them.

He was said to be weird because his limbs looked very inconsistent, as if they were removed from different people, very twisted, and his eyes were hollow and looked a little scary.

He didn't say anything, but just looked at Wu Zhu straight and limped towards him.

A foul stinking suddenly came.

For some reason, the disciples were inexplicably palpitations and couldn't help but lean behind Wu Zhu.

"I am Wu Zhu, the fourth elder of Wanchu Holy Land. Who are you? What's the point of being here?" Wu Zhu frowned and spoke again.

The weirdo still didn't say anything and continued to move to Wu Zhu...

"Hmph, pretend to be a god!" Wu Zhu finally couldn't help it. As the elder of the holy land, he was a proud and arrogant person. Seeing that this man was so rude, he immediately took action.

His palm flipped, and a black flying sword flew out of the storage ring. The half-step God King's cultivation exploded and galloped towards the monster.

"Master has taken action, that weird person will definitely die!"

"Who is he? Why do I feel... so scared?"

"What does this really smell? Did that person fall into the cesspool?"

"Do you think this smell is even stronger?"

Several disciples discussed in a low voice, but they had just said a few words and their faces changed drastically.

The strange man flashed past Wu Zhu's flying sword like a gust of wind, then he stiffly stretched out his hand and bounced it on the sword, breaking it directly!

Wu Zhu's heart skipped a beat. Before he could react, the weird man came behind him like a ghost version, piercing his body from behind with his other hand, crushing his heart...

The whole process was extremely fast. In just two seconds, the dignified Holy Land Elder was killed instantly by the monster!

"Master!"

"This...how is this possible?!"

"Master! Master, are you okay?!"

The disciples looked pale, and the younger ones were shaking. In their hearts, their master was already an invincible existence, and he was killed so easily?

The weirdo's hand did not pull out from Wu Zhu's heart, but used his other hand to draw a circle around his neck...

Click!

The head fell gently from his neck and rolled on the ground. Then the headless monster turned out to be like nothing happened. Wu Zhu's head was shriveled rapidly, and then a Wu Zhu's head grew again from his neck...

"Monster...Monster!!" Several disciples were frightened and fled around in panic, but were killed by the monsters holding Wu Zhu's head one by one, and blood flowed into a river.

In an instant, the monster slaughtered everyone.

Under the moon, he turned his head slightly, as if he was digesting something, and a creepy voice came from his vocal cords:

"Who...I am...Who? Wu...Zhu...I am Wu Zhu..."

After standing for a long time, he dragged his weird body again and walked towards the distance step by step.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side.

A young man in a broken red Taoist robe staggered in the wilderness, holding a black fire stick in his hand, looked back at the battlefield, shook his head gently, and walked forward again.

After hearing Ji Qianming's words, Li Qing left the battlefield early and avoided the flood that flooded the entire battlefield. Moreover, the battlefield was in chaos now, and no one came to investigate the whereabouts of him, the unknown man.

Therefore, he has completely left the Liyang Holy Land and returned to his free body.

Suddenly, he staggered and fell heavily to the ground. Half of the fire stick in his hand hit a corner of the rock, piercing Li Qing's palm, gurgling blood flowed out, and flowed along his fingers to the surface of the fire stick.

"Hiss..." Li Qing grinned, his palm slightly relaxed, and the fire stick in his hand fell to the ground with a jingle and slowly rolled forward.

Li Qing simply treated the wound and bent down to pick up the fire stick, but found that the black solid on the surface of the fire stick was gradually falling off, revealing a half-parted sword body emitting a faint light...

Li Qing was stunned, then rushed forward and picked it up, his eyes lit up like stars: "Damn... the story of the story is actually true. Tsk, why did I forget to try the blood before?"

He used the blood from his palm to apply the whole body of the fire stick, and all the black solids covering it fell off, and a simple and magical broken sword appeared in his eyes.

Li Qing picked up the hilt of the sword and found three small words engraved below. He narrowed his eyes and read out word by word: "Yao...tian...sword?"

Yao... Tianjian?!

Damn it?!!

His tiger body shook, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, clutching Yao Tian’s sword tightly, and kowtowed a few times in the direction of the battle domain.

"Ancestor! Younger Li Qing... thank you for your ancestor!! I knew that the ancestor could not fool me! Hahahahahahahahaha!"

When he hit his forehead and turned red, he finally stood up, looked at the Yaotian sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and straightened his chest and walked towards the horizon.

One day, I will return to the ancestor with the Yaotian Sword given by the ancestor!

...

Earth, Gouchen Academy.

Didi--!

A sharp alarm echoed in the command room. Qingya suddenly stood up and asked loudly, "What's wrong?"

"A large amount of energy reaction was found in the two realms of the deep mountains of Guizhou, which was approaching the earth at a rapid speed!"

“How many people?”

"There are only more than forty..."

"More than forty?" Qingya was stunned. Logically, if the God Realm chose to attack from here, at least thousands of people would have to be there?

What are the more than forty ghosts... Are the Flying Tigers in the God Realm?

"But...there is a divine king-level energy fluctuation behind them! It's like chasing those people in front?"

"The God King invaded?!"

Qingya's face changed suddenly. Without any hesitation, he immediately ordered: "Issue a black alarm! All the emperors rushed to Channel No. 5 at full speed and prepare to fight head-on with the God King! All the guard forces near the evacuation channel, our arrangement in front of the God King is vulnerable, so we must preserve the vitality!"

"In addition... Activate the fifth final of the relic of the Tianzi No. 1 Saint Relic of the Tianzi No. 1 Saint Relic of the Tianzi No. 2 "Ranke Chessboard", the Tianzi No. 5 Saint Relic of the Tianzi No. 1 Saint Relic of the Tianzi No. 1 Saint Relic of the Tianzi No. 1 "The Hand of the Circle"! Be sure to kill this God King!"
Chapter completed!