"If I hadn't been injured, with the power of this baby and you, the two of us might have been able to actually kill him." Xiao Wu had some regrets.

"You'd better heal your injuries first, you're too weak now, it's good to survive, don't think so much, leave everything to me."

The weasel opened his mouth to speak, not wanting to involve him, the battle at the immortal level is often a matter of life and death, and it is too dangerous to get involved in the Jindan realm, even if it is a weasel, you must be careful and careful.

"It's still not safe enough, I'm alone, and it's unpredictable to go to life and death." Xiao Wu sighed.

"It's almost, how can there be a perfect law in the world, it's rare for an immortal soul to be left alone here, if you wait for other immortals to come, it's destined to be difficult to deal with."

The weasel explained calmly.

This scourge can get rid of one, even if it is one, even if it is desperate, this wonderful opportunity cannot be missed.

Now that four of the Seven Great Gods have died, the remaining three will be greatly reduced if they can kill one more.

In the following period of time, the weasel returned to Great Xia, and brought all kinds of treasures left by the First Emperor from Yan Zishan, Ye Qingyao and others, and carried a lot of other items.

In the end, the weasel resolutely turned away and embarked on a journey.

The Indian Ocean, south of Bactria has undergone earth-shaking changes in recent times.

For a time, it was one of the most abundant marine assets.

After experiencing the changes in the aura of heaven and earth, the various disasters here have also stabilized over time, and all the people living in this vicinity originally thought that the disaster was about to pass and a new chapter was about to begin, but the result was earth-shattering.

A vague figure arrived, with an unimaginable aura and fluctuations.

As soon as he arrived, he caused a catastrophe in this world.

He walked on this vast ocean, and when he landed his foot, countless mountains and lakes on him were reduced to ashes.

Countless living beings have fallen in this earth-shaking catastrophe.

Under the power of this terror, there is no time to react at all.

Originally, in this area, many people were already rebuilding their own cities and building their own rooms, but with the arrival of this immortal's spirit, everything was in vain.

Countless patched cities shattered.

The pavilion collapsed, and many of the mortals and cultivators who built the city here were buried with it.

It was an extraordinarily vague figure, huge and none, the side back seemed to squeeze the entire heaven and earth, and the body was hazy and transparent, as if it had merged into the void, vague and inscrutable.

But his aura is absolutely powerful and terrifying.

The power released in an instant made many people in the distance vomit blood and tremble

The area that was originally being rebuilt suddenly became terrifying, everyone was terrified, and everyone was fleeing in a hurry.

"Where is the so-called remnants of the First Emperor? I have a sense that it should be in this area. ”

That vague figure, muttering to himself, searched carefully here, just one step out, from the ruins at one end to the other end.

In the process, there are mountains, islands, lakes, and oceans, but all of them are exploding on their own.

Walking here, all the mortals and cultivators around him exploded in an instant, turning into a mist of blood.

He ignored everything around him, his expression was extremely indifferent, and he only cared about the place where the First Emperor of the Ancient Era had inherited

Before the endless years, this mere human being had shocked him too much.

However, no matter how much he searched, he still couldn't find it.

In the end, he sat cross-legged on top of a mountain range, carefully perceived, carefully experienced, wanted to sense, and searched for the ancient traces in this ruins.

With the perception of him sitting cross-legged, one power after another, not only condensed from all directions, but also seemed to have meteors falling from the sky, and finally dissolved under the invisible forces and formations around him, turned into lava and landed, slowly condensing into a huge extraterrestrial formation.

The shattered corpses and blood were all integrated into it and turned into a part of its formation.

With a loud rumbling sound, as his formation was completed, within a radius of thousands of miles around it, countless building lakes and mountains were all turned into powder, and those who had not had time to escape instantly disintegrated and merged into it.

In fact, who can escape from such a huge area?

After all this was done, the vague immortal was silent again, silent.

After all, in the world view of the immortals, the so-called time is just a snap of a finger.

They have survived for too long and are too lonely, and in the past years, it was often just a retreat, thousands of years of time, passing by in a snap of a finger.

I don't know how long later, in the endless and distant void, the weasel appeared.

Walking from a distance, he could see at a glance the dead endless creatures, as well as the vague figure of the immortal sitting cross-legged in the middle.

With a bang, this immortal also opened his eyes, and two rays of cold electricity shot out of his pupils.

He stared at the weasel, like a dragon looking down on a worm in an ancient time, and his eyes were full of indifference and ruthlessness.

The ancient immortal soul sat cross-legged on the earth, the formation surrounded it, and the meteorite above the nine heavens fell down and turned into a formation with the bursting immortal.

The power of the five elements emanated, and all kinds of gravel floated in the void and slowly rotated, filled with a powerful and surging aura.

The weasel stopped, surprised in his heart. He found that the soul of this immortal seemed to be extraordinarily strong, much more powerful than the three he had encountered before, and the overall was extraordinarily stable, and he had almost recovered all his strength.

In particular, his body seemed to be completely integrated into the void, blurred and invisible.

His cultivation is even more observable, only a pair of eyes are sharp, with the time and breath of endless years.

The weasel didn't hesitate, and the picture scroll of Nuwa Niangniang behind him rattled, and all kinds of ambilight covered his body, guarding him tightly.

In front of this kind of immortal, any carelessness is fatal to him, and after special training, the weasel can already unlock more powerful power and power by using certain means.

However, even if his combat power is much stronger than before, he still needs to wait patiently, and he must explode at a critical moment to give this immortal's soul the most fatal blow.

He doesn't have many opportunities, and he needs to take advantage of all kinds of conditions and create favorable factors on his own.

"The picture scroll of Nuwa Niangniang in the primeval era, I really never expected that this kind of treasure of the ancient era, even if it was the top existence of the heavenly court, would be afraid of, would actually fall into the hands of a beast."

The eyes of this immortal's soul obviously began to heat up, and the originally cold and incomparably cold look, with light, was like a silver moon rising into the sky, becoming more and more dazzling, but also more and more cold and piercing.

And its body gradually appeared, and in the middle of that huge soul, a man appeared, and it was a truly invincible existence like a god, like a round of sun, descending between heaven and earth.

His body was covered with various scales, and behind him there were a pair of wings, like a dragon from ancient times, as if it were cast from gold.

"You are the most powerful cultivator in this human realm today, there were three people who went to look for you together, and they wanted to force you out to die, but they chased you away, it turned out to be like this, is it for the picture scroll of Nuwa Niangniang."

The soul of this immortal nodded, and the relationship was sorted out in an instant, because Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll was too important, even if he saw this kind of treasure, he would definitely chase it down immediately and get it as soon as possible, which was so important that it could not be described in words at all.

Anyone who gets him is definitely one step to the sky, and if they can study it thoroughly, it will be an unimaginable great creation, and they can even make them stronger than in the primeval era.

Even if the seven immortal souls found this kind of thing, they would definitely fight with each other, and no one could compromise with each other, and now that this weasel has returned, the souls of the three immortals have disappeared. What does this mean?

The immortal's soul gradually narrowed its eyes, somewhat beyond his expectations, and his expression gradually cooled, obviously he had predicted it.

"It's a little incredible, it's just a local chicken and tile dog, and he can actually do this."

Originally, he thought that the three immortal souls had killed this weasel, and at this time he was hiding in the corner to study the various treasures on his body, but he never thought that this would be the case.

The eyes of this immortal soul were extremely deep, and he did not act immediately, but watched all this with cold eyes.

"Hand over the things and give you a happy death."

The weasel didn't say anything, and walked slowly forward, the Nuwa Niangniang picture scroll on his body rattled, and the surging battle intent became more and more turbulent.

Obviously, he couldn't just compromise so directly.

Seeing this scene, the immortal soul didn't speak again, and directly took out a finger and pointed towards the void from afar.

In an instant, the sky was twisting, and the invisible formation, with it, expanded, and fell directly from the sky to the summer, like a mountain range, to suppress the weasel on the spot and envelop it.

In the face of all this, the weasel moved sideways to dodge, and with the help of the power of Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll, tens of millions of dollars retreated, and he was out of this battlefield in an instant.

The Dingqin Sword of the primeval era appeared beside him, the weasel condensed its unicorn state, and the Nuwa Niangniang picture scroll continued to revolve around him

Standing high in the sky, he confronted this immortal soul here, his expression solemn and extremely cautious.

"Dingqin Sword, I didn't expect this treasure to fall into your hands, a little beast really has a lot of chances."

The soul of the immortal spoke indifferently.

With a loud bang and a strong wind, the soul of this ancestor acted in an instant, and a pair of wings like the sun behind him moved, leaving an afterimage in the same place to chase after him.

The streamer appeared, and with his outburst, the endless mountains and seas below were cracking, and many were swept into the air by the wind, so you can imagine how terrible this pair of wings is.

This immortal only appeared for a moment, and the weasel understood that his absolute strength was far superior to the three he had met before.

The speed is faster than the previous immortal souls, if it had not awakened at the beginning, Nuwa Niangniang resolved that he encountered this immortal soul, it was destined to be a dead end.

The weasel's expression changed drastically, and he was extremely dignified, the other party's speed was too fast, and with his normal speed, it was impossible to match it at all.

With a long roar, the weasel did not hesitate, borrowed the power of Nuwa Niangniang behind him, and quickly fled away like a streamer.

With a bang, this golden sun-like man stood above the sky, his eyes extremely cold.

"I see, you have been able to use part of the power of the bird's picture scroll, no wonder those three wastes didn't catch up with you."

The weasel also stopped when he heard this, and did not leave instantly, but kept a distance.

However, the immortal's soul didn't seem to want to catch up too much.

"But even if you have speed, it's useless, the means between the immortals can't make up for speed, and you also have other hole cards."

"But your strength is not enough, even if you add the paintings of the Nuwa era, you can't kill the three immortals, you can only borrow external forces, let me guess, most of them used extreme speed to lead them into some kind of death Jedi, you came back alive, and they disappeared."

It's just a simple deduction, and the inference of the soul of this immortal is to understand everything and speak calmly.

The weasel looked solemn.

Sure enough, that kind of method can only be used once, this immortal is very keen, and he can detect all the results in an instant with a simple shot.

It seems that the relics of the previous Nuwa Niangniang are unusable.

This immortal is as bright as the sun, very dazzling, and the whole body is shining.

"A good plan, this is also normal, the magic weapon left over from the primeval era has successfully aroused their greed, each of them wants to possess it alone, and they are really idle to chase you, hehe, it's really sad."

Seeing this scene of the weasel's sighing life, this immortal is really very terrifying, not only has excellent strength, but also is extremely keen, in the face of this kind of treasure, he still has not lost his mind, and is very calm.

Standing here without any flaws, the weasel suddenly felt that even if he had a lot of magic weapons left by the First Emperor at this time, and had a strength comparable to it, he might not be able to really fight with it.

(End of chapter)