The Eastern Evil Truth, the peerless genius of Xiling, and even the entire villain world, he is the object that a cultivator needs to look up to, and now he is dead in the hands of a thousand peers.

And Qianjue, but he has just stepped into the realm of condensing souls.

"If you fight in the same realm, who can be a thousand opponents?" someone was shocked.

"Hmph, the reason why Qian Jue was able to kill the Eastern Evil Truth has little to do with himself, mainly because the giant sword is about to recover, which lent him a wisp of majestic sword qi. If it weren't for that, what would happen even if a thousand absolute condensed no matter how powerful the immortal spirit was?"

"Besides, even if he was able to borrow divine power from the giant sword, wasn't he still beaten to death by the Eastern Evil Truth senior? I'm afraid he was seriously injured, right?"

In fact, Qianjue's injury was not serious, mainly because he was stunned by the force when the two huge breaths collided, but in a quarter of an hour, he woke up.

The little guy was overjoyed to see that Qian Jue was not only not dead, but also killed the Eastern Evil Truth of the Ancestor level with his own strength, jumped directly in front of him, did his best to treat his injuries, and took out a lot of high-grade medicinal materials, even the Ancestor level masters on the side were blushing.

"These are all ...... Let's pick it from the Sword Sect's medicine garden...... How much is left in it?" Mu Jianyun's mind was full of black lines.

Xiao Qingling, Xiao Shen and others also came over, and they each sighed with great emotion.

"Thank you for your help, this great kindness will be remembered in my heart, and I will repay it in the future. Qianjue stood up and rushed to the king and the old monk again. Mu Jianyun and the others saluted.

Then, after a while, it was quiet, and everyone looked at Qianjue, including the Desolate King, full of curiosity about him, they wanted to know where they went after the Qianjue and Twelve Yuan Veins were activated at the same time, and what magical circumstances were there to make such a big breakthrough when they appeared again.

Qian Jue naturally knew what these people were thinking, and smiled and said, "Everything in the world has cause and effect, so you are not afraid of being contaminated with terrifying cause and effect? Some things are still not known as well. ”

Xiao Qingling suddenly rolled his eyes: "If you don't say it, don't say it, what are you dragging it, how can you talk about cause and effect all day long like those bald people." ”

The old monk and the Dao Shen monk were suddenly a little embarrassed.

The king of the wilderness also shook his head helplessly: "It's okay, if you don't want to say it, forget it, as you said, what if you know? ”

Qian Jue nodded, suddenly raised his eyes to look in one direction, and his face became a little gloomy.

Zifeng Lei felt Qian Jue's murderous gaze, frowned, and said coldly: "What, do you want to kill this seat together?"

"That's what I thought. Qianjue responded strongly. His previous words and deeds about Purple Wind Thunder stopped in his ears.

"Heh, you can kill the Eastern Evil Truth just by luck borrowing the power of the giant sword, and you really take yourself as a first-class master? "Purple Wind Thunder can't wait to kill Qian Jue immediately.

"As you wish. "A thousand are still fearless.

Everyone was just talking, after all, he was just a Soul Condensing Realm cultivator now, and he couldn't compare with the powerhouses of the Divine Hidden Realm. But unexpectedly, he slashed directly.

The martial arts cultivation is brilliant and blazing, condensed with the immortal runes, integrated into the firewood knife, mixed with the power of the five elements, and bursts out of divine power.

Purple Wind Thunder's eyes narrowed, and he felt a strong martial arts aura from the blade of the Thousand Peerless Slash, even stronger than the Immortal Dao cultivation.

But after all, the Purple Wind Thunder was already a cultivator in the Divine Treasure Realm, and he was not afraid of the blade of a thousand peerless, "What about the dual cultivation of immortals and martial arts, it's just a path where treachery and ominousness coexist, even if I don't make a move, you yourself will fall!"

As he spoke, the movements in his hands never stopped.

He went up against the sky, and a big hand appeared out of thin air, holding the wind and clouds above, and bursting out with great yuanpower. He was confident that his palm was enough to break up a thousand blades.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw a flash of purple light somewhere on Qianjue's body, and a strange power instantly condensed into the blade.

"What's that?"

His instincts told him that the power was weird. But at this moment, there is no need to think too much, once the two forces are hit, they cannot be recovered, and they must collide.

"Bang!"

The chai knife is really a very strange weapon, it doesn't seem to be up to the grade at all, but at this moment, it can boost the power of the blade, and it collides with the palm of the purple wind thunder.

The power raged, forming a storm that spread in all directions, causing a group of monks to hurriedly dodge.

The blade shattered quickly, and the palm of the hand fell with an overwhelming bang.

Purple light suddenly appeared, flashing from the top of the wood knife, with an infinitely sharp aura, but it split the falling palm in half.

"That's ...... How can this be ......?"

The Desolate King, along with the King Hunter and the Severed Finger King, all saw the purple light bursting out of Qianjue's body, and immediately thought of what it was, and was extremely shocked.

The eight veins of the strange scriptures have always been heard, and they have also appeared in reality.

The severed finger king's face was like sinking water, and he said to the hunting king: "If we let this evil obstacle grow, we will be worried. ”

The Hunter nodded, and then took a few steps forward, and a force erupted, rushing towards Qianjue: "You are a warrior, come to die!"

The Desolate King snorted coldly, blocked the pressure of the Hunter King for Qianjue, and said: "He is not a martial artist, he is an immortal martial dual cultivator, these are two concepts, you don't want to confuse the public!"

The Severed Finger King stepped forward and stood side by side with the Hunter King, he was just about to say something, when suddenly his face changed, and Huo Ran turned his head to look at the place of the Demon Refining Cave.

There, a figure emerged.

It was a huge black shadow, standing up to the sky, emerging from the billowing demonic energy, but it was not contaminated with any demonic energy. Its form is not solid, but is condensed by something similar to demonic energy.

Although it has no entity, no one can ignore its existence, because it is releasing an aura comparable to heaven and earth at this moment, and even the powerhouses of the King Realm feel a huge threat.

"The Shadow of the Millennium...... Finally it appeared. Mu Jianyun's heart was half cold, and his eyes froze. From now on, the Sword Sect may have to be removed.

Just when the hunting king, the old monk and others were all stunned, the hunting king suddenly moved.

He threw a lightning-fast punch and smashed it into a thousand absolute stones. If he doesn't kill a thousand people, he is not reconciled.

"Boom!"

The power of one punch, condensing the blow of the powerhouse of the Nine Transformations King Realm, smashed the void and instantly fell on the head of Qian Jue. "Die!"

The king and the old monk were taken aback, but by the time they came to their senses, it was too late. With their cultivation, it was too late to intercept the Hunter's punch, because that punch had already come to Qianjue's chest.

If it were a punch, he would have been torn apart.

In fact, even if that punch had never made contact with Qianjue, when it was only half a foot away from him, he felt the qi and blood in his chest tumbling, and the Yuan veins were about to explode.

That is, he, after several tempering, together with the Yuan Vein, is ridiculously strong, and if he were someone else, he would have turned into a cloud of blood mist long ago.

Mu Jianyun, Xiao Shen, and Huo Tianchen shot at the same time, desperately running towards Qianjue, wanting to block that punch for him. However, the king of hunting is the king, the power of a punch, as if he has a will, take the initiative to kill, just get close to them and hit them hard, all vomit blood, fly out of more than ten zhang and fall heavily to the ground.

The little guy's eyes almost popped out, and he rushed towards Qianjue like lightning, but was stopped by a dry palm.

"Heh, you guys are really bold, you destroyed most of my Sword Sect, and now you still want to kill my sect disciples, have you lived enough?"

An old and thin figure emerged, like a puff of green smoke, silently, out of thin air. He shot indifferently, stopped in front of Qianjue's chest, and lightly annihilated the infinite power of the hunting king and turned it into nothing.

"Ancestor!"

Mu Jianyun was immediately overjoyed.

"Haha, it's just the right time for the ancestor to come back!Look how arrogant you are!" Xiao Shen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and laughed.

"Kunlun?"

The Hunter frowned, but he didn't have any fear. "What if you're here? I'm going to kill him, you can't stop him!"

Kunlun's old eyes were indifferent, and he looked at the hunting king indifferently.

Just at a glance, it was like a deep universe smashing in, and the endless vicissitudes and loneliness annihilated the long river of time, making the hunting king feel that he was about to die of old age for a moment, and the god form shook violently!

"You ......" The Hunter suddenly exclaimed: "Your cultivation is no longer stepping into the fairyland?!"

Kunlun snorted coldly, his sleeves twitched, and a strong wind stirred, drowning the hunting king in an instant. The void was lined up into countless fragments, and the spatial turbulence raged and spewed thin, consuming the essence of heaven and earth.

The Hunter screamed and struggled violently, but found that his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all, and could only let the storm continue to divide his flesh and blood.