A sword light was as thin as a long line of green mangs, and the space suddenly lit up, and I saw that the body of the god was divided in half, and it was separated in an instant, and the separated lower body even maintained a forward step, and rushed a few steps before falling.

"It can't be!"

Mijin was chilling all over his body, terrified, and instinctively touched his empty lower body with both hands.

When did he become so weak, even in the face of the siege of a group of old immortals of the Wu Clan, he was forced to kill, and he couldn't stop Chu Wangxian's sword.

Chu Wangxian is too strong.

"Smack!"

"I'm not going to die!" In despair, Mijin roared in full understanding, his whole body illuminating the world like a rising sun, and his body crackled, like a burning phoenix, and the flames were reborn.

In the midst of the flames, the god was walking out, like a newborn fetus, amniotic fluid spurting out, and the skin of his whole body was fresh, and he was reborn from the dead.

Chu Wangxian squinted at it, and on Yu Shenzheng's chest, there was a golden three-legged golden bird.

"The bloodline of the three-legged golden crow!"

In "Huainanzi Spiritual Chapter", it is said that "there is a crow in the day", that is, a three-legged golden crow.

It is recorded in ancient books that the ten sons of Emperor Jun are three-legged golden crows in ten days.

But only the pure-blooded Wu clan has the power of this totemic bloodline, representing the immortal body.

The bloodline of the three-legged golden crow is older than the bloodline of the immortal phoenix, and the power of Nirvana rebirth is even greater than that of the immortal phoenix, and it can even rejuvenate itself.

How could a descendant of the mortal world have an ancient pure-blooded equivalent to the son of Emperor Jun?

Chu Wangxian thought about it for a while and understood, the emperor's family, with a bloodline that lasted for two thousand years, almost did not marry with foreign clans, and the nobles who married with it were also born in the blood of the previous emperor, which was simply a close inbreeding.

There are many disadvantages of inbreeding, and it is easy to give birth to crooked melons and cracked dates, but the benefits are also obviously easy to see, which can purify the bloodline and give birth to pure breeds.

The Great Goshen clan has continued to reproduce close relatives for 10,000 years, and finally gave birth to pure Wu blood.

"The sun will not be extinguished, my body will not be extinguished, you will not kill me. "The god is bathed in fire all over his body, and this flame rushes up a hundred meters of light, and the temperature is so high that even the ground liquefies into magma, I am afraid that the temperature is as high as 5,000 degrees, which is really a terrible temperature.

The god swallowed the flames in his mouth, and said proudly: "I want to thank you, despair has raised my realm, I now feel the infinite power in my body, I am now an immortal, I can crush you with just one finger." ”

Chu Wangxian grinned and broke through in the battle, immortal?

It's a pity that this is a fake immortal realm, like a return to the light, and it is not a real immortal at all.

Chu Wangxian's eyes were sharp, "Don't say that you are not an immortal, even if you are an immortal, in my eyes, you are just a pitiful worm, there are many ways to kill you." ”

Chu Wangxian raised his right hand, the ten-fist sword was raised, and on the blade, a pair of eyes opened.

There is a circle of magatama in these eyes, and the pupils are pitch black and contain deep anger.

"Why do swords have eyes!"

What a scary eye.

Mijin chuckled in his heart, instinctively afraid, as if this eye was about to devour people.

Chu Wangxian shook his head, as the owner of the Ten Fists Sword, the Imperial God didn't know how terrifying this sword was.

According to the "Chronicle of the Mythology", the Ten Fist Sword is an artifact in the ancient mythology of Dongying, which was originally owned by the father of the gods of Dongying, and has great power and sealing ability, and is a symbol of strength and power.

The most terrifying thing about this sword is the power of the seal.

"Whoosh!"

Migami was looking down, his chest struck at some point.

How could it be so fast?

The eyes on the blade were looking at him, and his body was actually sucked into the sword little by little.

"How is this possible, this is a sword soul?"

"The Ten Fist Sword is in your hands, it is really a tyrannical thing, this is indeed the sword soul of the Ten Fist Sword. ”

Chu Wangxian raised his hand casually, and the ten-fist sword in his hand bloomed with a strange light, and the imperial god was looking at it, and when he opened his eyes, he didn't know where he was.

In front of him is a thousand-zhang high stone platform, towering into the clouds, the people on the high platform sit upright, like the sun, dazzling.

When Mijin saw this man, Migami was on his knees and instinctively knelt down.

"Who is he?" asked Mikami as he endured the throbbing of blood.

"Clan of the Wu Clan, Dijun, your ancestors. A self-esteemed and proud god, unable to match even the name of the Emperor of Heaven, proclaimed himself the only sun. ”

Under the high platform, there was a scream, and thousands of people were pushed into the sword pool under the high platform, and the sword was sacrificed.

A roaring flame ignited.

In an instant, white smoke rose from the sword pool, and a bloody sword with a whole body was red from the white mist.

Migami was looking at the sword with trembling hands.

"This is a ten-fist sword?"

"Yes, this is the refining process of the Ten Fist Sword, refining the sword with thousands of people, the sword contains the anger and hatred of thousands of people, and the greatest ability of the Ten Fist Sword is the seal. ”

"I'm already in the seal?"

"Smart, goodbye!" Chu Wangxian smiled lightly, he took a step back, and gradually broke away from the sealing world of the Ten Fare Sword, and the Imperial God was left in the Ten Fwill Sword World by him.

A descendant with pure Wican blood is also a valuable resource.

After a while.

In the world of Izumo Kingdom, a hundred-meter-tall blue giant was cut in two by Chu Wangxian's sword, and the blue giant's body was a corpse.

Even the Imperial God couldn't stop Chu Wangxian, let alone Susa Sun and Moon. He used Susa's giant technique and was defeated.

Susa Hizuki stared at his unblinding eyes, and his pupils of death were full of horror.

The patriarch of the Toei Susa clan couldn't even stop it with a sword.

How strong is Chu Wangxian, he is so ignorant of the idea of fighting such a strong man.

......

In the eastern capital, a giant tree towered from the ground to the sky, and when you looked up, you could only be shocked by the enormity of the Fusang wood.

Under the trunk of the tree, there was a scolding voice.

"You still dare to come!"

"I'm here to see my old enemy, why can't I come. Chu Wangxian went straight to the Eastern Capital and looked at the powerhouses of the Wu clan.

Most of them are the Wu clan surnamed Gan and Zhu that he released. The three people who stand in the way are Wu Yu, Wu Xie, and Wu Luo.

"You're going to stand in my way?"

Chu Wangxian's momentum was outstanding, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, which even made Wu Yu, Wu Xie, and Wu Luo frightened. After not seeing each other for a few months, Chu Wangxian's cultivation skyrocketed.

"Even if you are the ancestor of the Feng surname, you can't escape our net. ”

"It's foolish to dare to throw yourself into the net. ”

"I won't give you a chance to escape this time. ”

Chu Wangxian took a heavy step forward, laughed, and shook his hand violently to the sky. "Ridiculous, you say I'm self-defeating?"

"Isn't it? There are hundreds of Wu clan powerhouses here that are comparable to Jindan, and there are three of us, and even Wu Xian is here, you can't escape. Wu Wei scolded.

Chu Wangxian raised his right hand to the sky, "Then you can see clearly, who is in the net." ”

The rolling clouds in the sky were unusually disordered, and a crack suddenly opened, and the blinding sunlight shot down like a pillar of light. A corner of the Great Array Covering the Sky has already appeared, as long as it is torn apart, under the cause and effect, the gods of the fairy world will notice that Di Jun is about to be resurrected.

"Stop!" shouted.

Among all the people of the Wu clan, there was a rickety old man walking out.

The old man's face had a red burning scar from top to bottom, and his hands and feet were locked in black chains, deeply embedded in the flesh and bones, growing with the flesh.

"What a powerful method, using the whole world as a net, it is really your handiwork. ”

"Wu Xian!" Chu Wangxian frowned at the old man, and suddenly his eyes widened, "You are not Wu Xian, you are Emperor Jun, a wisp of your remnant soul has broken free from the seal, it seems that your resurrection has begun." ”

"It's me!" said Di Jun, who was in Wu Xian's body.

"Di Jun, 10,000 years gone, the loser in Chinese mythology. Chu Wangxian spat lightly.