"Mandrill, save me!"

The ancient god of Xuanhe, who had just been invincible, was frightened by Chen Qingshan's sword, and asked the mountain mandrill for help, but he was still cut down by Chen Qingshan.

The sword qi is like a waterfall, stirring up the wind and clouds, and rushing towards the highest place of the chaotic sacred mountain, the sword qi penetrates the heaven and the earth, and when it reaches the dome of the boundary wall, it spreads in all directions, if it is transparent, it becomes the only one between heaven and earth.

Chen Qingshan's sword shocked the entire Chaos Sacred Mountain.

It is already difficult to fight beyond the ranks, but where is there so much reason, this Chen Qingshan actually cut down the Xuanhe Ancient God from the sky.

What's more, the sword handed out was actually a Three Realms cultivator, such an amazing sword aura, I'm afraid the Seven Realms Sword Cultivator is nothing more than that.

The entire Chaotic Sacred Mountain World fell into silence for a while, and in everyone's minds, there was only Chen Qingshan's sword and the shocking shadow that was cut down by Chen Qingshan.

The ancient god of Xuanhe, black and white, is more tenacious than gold and stone, his wings are like clouds, covering the sky and the sun, to most disciples of the Chaos God Sect, he is faith, a high existence, and can never be touched.

It's just that now, the ancient gods that are out of reach in their hearts have been cut down from the heavens by a young man about the same age as them.

The Taiping Marquis from distant Chang'an, Chen Qingshan accomplished an impossible thing, he was a god killer, the only one who successfully killed the ancient gods with the cultivation of the Three Realms, there was no ancient, and there would be no successor.

"He can't get out of this chaotic sacred mountain alive." This is the voice of everyone in the Cult of Chaos.

This voice comes from man as well as from God.

Chen Qingshan is a god killer, but he is also the one who blasphemes the ancient gods, and no one in this chaotic god cult that believes in the ancient gods will hope that he can live.

What would happen if Chen Qingshan could get out of the Chaos Sacred Mountain alive, and neither the people nor the gods of the Chaos God Sect dared to imagine the consequences.

Chen Qingshan stood on top of the corpse of the Xuanhe, covered in blood, this blood was both his own and the ancient god Xuanhe's, Chen Qingshan's arms were broken, even the strength to lift the sword was gone, half kneeling on the corpse of the Xuanhe, holding the sword with both hands, the weight of the whole person was almost hung on this sword.

There was no place in his body that didn't hurt, but Chen Qingshan was unprecedentedly excited, he succeeded, and proved to everyone with his strength that he was invincible to the ancient gods.

Chen Qingshan looked back, looked at Chen Lingguan in the sky, and pointed to his shoulder.

Chen Lingguan stretched out his hand and gave Chen Qingshan a thumbs up.

"Marquis Taiping, His Majesty the Holy Emperor will be proud of you, and of course, I am also proud of you!"

Chen Qingshan exhaled, stretched out his hand, and gave a thumbs up.

"Ancient gods, but that's it!"

"Hahaha!" Chen Qingshan smiled.

"Yes, what the little marquis said is that the ancient gods, they are really ordinary, very ordinary!"

"Hahahaha!" Chen Lingguan also smiled.

The voices of the two of them mixed together, resounding throughout the Chaos Sacred Mountain, and the sound was extremely harsh.

Xuanhe broke Chen Lingguan's arm, and he Chen Qingshan beheaded Xuanhe's body.

There was a chaotic god disciple who wanted to refute something, he clenched his fists, his mouth opened and opened, but he still couldn't say anything, and he was silent without the arrogance just now.

The ancient god Xuanhe is not dead.

At that time, Chen Qingshan broke the Xuanhe feather with a sword, and sent the sword body wide of heaven and earth into Xuanhe's head, and a large amount of sword qi exploded instantly, directly cutting Xuanhe's head from the inside, a big hole, in which the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Chirp!"

After a startled cry, a black shadow soared into the sky from the wound that had been opened by Chen Qingshan, and flew towards the main peak of the Chaos God with great fear.

"I did my best." Chen Qingshan saw the black shadow, but he was no longer able to chase it, this time the dantian world was truly exhausted, whether it was the source qi of life or the sword qi.

The dantian world was dead and silent, and even the sword lotus trees closed their petals and appeared languishing.

With the help of Heaven and Earth, Chen Qingshan was able to open up the dantian world, among which countless sword lotuses provided Chen Qingshan with sword qi, which could be called endless sword qi.

It's just that this endless sword qi is only relative to Chen Qingshan's cultivation, Chen Qingshan's consumption is like a canal, and the sword qi is like a sea, at this moment, Chen Qingshan's small canal, but in an instant, all the power of the entire sea has been released.

That's why he has this act against the sky, so Chen Qingshan is very bad now, even worse than it looks on the surface, whether it is his body, sword qi, or divine soul, he is withered, and he can no longer mobilize any strength.

A small black soul bead, when hung on the mandrill's shoulder, spreads its wings, legs and feet, and becomes a sparrow.

Bean-like eyes, among which is the hatred of the sky, the eyes changed in surprise, looked at the mandrill next to him, the burly body was like a mountain, after confirming his safety, Xuanhe released all the hatred.

"Mandrill, kill him."

At this time, Xuanhe couldn't care about the pride of the ancient gods, and now the ancient gods of Xuanhe just wanted to kill Chen Qingshan.

Even if Xuan He is silent, the mandrill will also kill Chen Qingshan, this is the consensus of all the ancient gods, and the ancient gods who surround the main peak of the chaotic gods, although they are silent, the contempt in their eyes does not know when it has disappeared, and it is replaced by solemnity.

"Okay." The ancient god of the mandrill didn't say much, but raised his fist, a fist high in the sky.

The fist was like a small mountain, slowly falling in Chen Qingshan's eyes, with Chen Qingshan's current state, not to mention the cultivation blessed on the fist, just the weight of this fist could directly crush him.

Chen Qingshan looked up, and the fist from the ancient god of the mountain mandrill slowly grew larger in his eyes, until it occupied the entire pupil.

"Click!"

Chen Qingshan drew his sword and slowly pulled out the width of heaven and earth from Xuanhe's body, leaving a small groove.

Staggered, stood up, raised his head, and went to face this punch of the ancient god of the mandrill.

Chen barely raised his sword and lay it in front of him, just a posture without the slightest practical effect.

Everyone can see that Chen Qingshan is like catkins in the wind, crumbling, and being able to stand up is already because of Chen Qingshan's will.

It is simply impossible to fight back or parry this punch of the ancient god of Shanxiao.

The fist has a thousand potentials, if the majestic Mount Tai, a punch falls, the whole chaotic sacred mountain is shaken.

"Is it over?" Some disciples whispered, looking at the other ancient gods under the main peak of the chaotic gods, and they also cast curious glances, they thought that Chen Qingshan should not be alive when this punch fell.

"I guess it's going to be smashed into a pulp." The white fluffy, fairy-like Qiu Fox Ancient God slowly spoke, a pair of slender eyes, good-looking, there are all kinds of things hidden in the eyes, all have the meaning of charm, and the man's voice is like the gentleman of the academy.

"Click, click."

It was the sound of the mirror shattering, Chen Lingguan didn't know when, came to Chen Qingshan, and used his back to face the mandrill's punch, and what was shattered was Chen Lingguan's body.

Chen Lingguan's body is ten zhang in size, which is still extremely small compared to Shanxiao's fist, but it is enough to use this ten-zhang body to support a life barrier for Chen Qingshan.

Chen Qingshan's eyes were surprised, his pupils widened, with Chen Lingguan's strength, he couldn't reach this point in an instant.

Chen Lingguan smiled, and jade fragments fell from his body: "Didn't you expect it, little marquis?" ”

"If you can think of it, then I can't save you." Chen Lingguan stretched out his palm, and the palm of his hand was the crushed heart.

This is Chen Lingguan's heart, and it is also the core of Chen Lingguan, the thing that drives the body to move, when this thing is crushed, no matter where Chen Qingshan is, Chen Lingguan will come to Chen Qingshan's side in an instant, blocking a blow for Chen Qingshan, which is a means of replacing life with life.

"If I were the Seven Realms, how good it would be." On Chen Lingguan's jade face, gray traces slowly appeared, and finally condensed into stones, ordinary stones, and when this gray grew all over the body, Chen Lingguan's second life of what he wanted to protect was over.

The spiritual officials of the Dao Gate of the Seven Realms, is there one in this heaven and earth?

Chen Qingshan didn't know, but he knew that he didn't want Chen Lingguan to die out, but Chen Lingguan had already crushed the core, and this process was irreversible.

"Chen Lingguan." Chen Qingshan whispered.

"Don't worry about anything, I'm just doing my duty, if it's fate, we may not be able to see each other in the future."

Chen Lingguan comforted.

"Hmm!"

The ancient god of the mountain mandrill was also shocked, the spirit official in the sky came in an instant, and he should have used a method similar to the cultivation of Sumeru in the Eight Realms, but this method can obviously only be used once.

"What can I do if I save this Taiping Hou?" Qiu Hu said.

Shan Xiao's fist turned into black and gold, and he ran and cultivated, pressing down on Chen Lingguan, wanting to crush Chen Qingshan into dust together with Chen Lingguan.

There were more cracks on Chen Lingguan's body, which was close to shattering, but what was more serious was that the part of his body that had turned into stone was close to half of his body.

"Drink!"

Chen Lingguan shouted, and with the momentum of inheriting the sky, with the remaining left hand, he resisted the fist of the mandrill.

In the eyes of everyone's incredulous eyes, Chen Lingguan actually pushed the mandrill's fist, pushing that punch away from Chen Qingshan for one zhang, and then ten zhang.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

“……”

It was an extremely dull voice, and most of Chen Lingguan's body was close to petrification, but he still pushed forward the mandrill's fist with extremely slow and heavy steps.

"Before I die, the little marquis, he can't die."

"I only sigh that my strength is not good, and I want to protect the little marquis but can't."

Chen Lingguan still pushed forward until it was close to twenty zhang, and the mandrill stretched out his hand slightly, and he could cross the distance.

Chen Lingguan's body was completely petrified, and he still maintained a forward pushing posture.

"Courage is commendable, loyalty is commendable." Mandrill praised.

"It's a pity it's useless."

"In this way, you are perfected, useless and fragile."

The ancient god of the mountain mandrill stretched out a finger, wanting to point Chen Lingguan's body into powder.

"Yes, yes, that's it!" The sparrow that Xuanhe turned into screamed in surprise, and his eyes were full of excitement, full of excitement.

Shanxiao not only wants to kill Chen Qingshan, but also to punish his heart, and the way to punish his heart is to erase what he cares and cherishes in front of Chen Qingshan.

"Wow!"

At this time......

Under the main peak of this chaotic god, above Chen Lingguan's stone body, a fire ignited.

Like a fire of rebirth.

Chen Qingshan stood behind Chen Lingguan: "There is no afterlife, if you die, it will be gone, I want Chen Lingguan to live in this life and live well." ”