Tension suddenly fell into the surroundings. The true self of fire illuminates the world, allowing people to see clearly the two flat figures outside the whirlpool.

People saw two figures on the top of the sky, and two white-haired men looked at each other and talked, like old men talking about love for many years.

The people of the Feather Clan were full of doubts, and this doubt even overshadowed the fear. It was the first time they had seen the undead talking to people.

Isn't this the undead? It's always been misunderstood? These people are actually people who are like the immortals of the same realm?

The hundreds of thousands of figures standing outside the whirlpool stood still. Faintly, you can see that the eyes of those people are gray and dull, and there is no fluctuation in their expressions.

They saw it again, and the face of the immortal who was originally talking and laughing instantly turned into a breath of slaughter.

This is a trend of fighting at the slightest discord.

The White Tiger Leader shook his head and suddenly laughed. It's just that this smile is extremely ugly, and it is squeezed out raw. Since the resentment in my heart was burned away by the smoke of silence, this kind of smile has rarely appeared.

"It's really fast to change your face. The previous words were just a joke. Do you really take it seriously? I know, I'm not your opponent, and even if I were your opponent, I wouldn't kill you. Because you are the first old man I have met in these years, if I can, I really want to sit down and drink a jar of wine with you. ”

"Have you met an old friend in another country?" Chu Cheng laughed again and said: "This is me, if I were someone else, after many years, I saw the undead who had been destroyed by myself, stood in front of me, and said that I wanted to sit down with him, drink wine, and talk about life at the same time, I am afraid that I would have fled in fright." ”

"I'm no one else, though. When I meet someone else, even if I am a ghost, I will want to drink a pot of wine with you. By the way, I would like to tell you about my experience in the past few decades. Unfortunately, I know that you don't have much time, and that you have your mission to reap the lives of the creatures here. And I have my responsibility to keep this Feather Clan safe. ”

Chu Cheng shrugged his shoulders and laughed. However, the slaughter on his face has not decreased, but has increased in vain.

He knew that although the White Tiger Leader was able to keep his mind, there were some things that he couldn't help himself. Like a marionette pulling strings, there are a pair of invisible hands behind him.

"My mission, your responsibility, what's the conflict here? The White Tiger Leader shook his head and stretched out his hand to wave it downward.

With this wave, hundreds of thousands of figures behind him surged together. The direction in which they flew was the land of the Wu Clan.

Heaven and earth were wonderful, and all the people of the Feather Clan looked at the sky in amazement, watching the hundreds of thousands of undead descend on the earth.

The songs are stirring and the wails are endless. This is a funeral song from the end times. It's just that these voices fell on the ears of the Feather Clan. It's no longer desolate and miserable. It's just a simple melody.

"These undead.... It's all going to the territory of the Wu Clan!"

"What exactly is going on, this has not happened in hundreds of millions of years. Those undead don't go here, they all go to the land of the Wu Clan!" the Great Elder of the Feather Clan's eyes shrank sharply, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"It's the Immortals... It is the reason for the immortals. The head of the undead seems to have reached some kind of agreement with the immortals. Meng Qingyu, the young patriarch of the Feather Clan, looked at the figure in the sky and said, his heart was extremely shocked.

In the territory of the Wu Clan, the 300,000 witches saw hundreds of thousands of figures in the sky, and their faces changed drastically.

Those white shadows had an extremely strong aura, and each one was not weaker than Yuan Ying. Even if they plant the Chaos Soul Grass, they can mess with the souls of the undead. But the number is far from that, just over 200,000 plants.

Historically, the Wu Clan and the Feather Clan have been the targets of these undead, and the two clans can offset each other, plus the strong ones dispatch, but they can also resist the difficulty of this fog poison.

They were terrified and could not understand why these spirits had come only to their territory.

The song rose and fell into the ears of the people of the Wu Clan, seducing the soul. Some of the unsettled people lost their minds in an instant, walked out of the house, and walked into the depths of darkness.

Faced with the arrival of the undead, the people of the Wu tribe were terrified and fearful. In this renecroon, almost 100,000 people fell at the same time.

White shadows appeared in front of those people. The Chaos Soul Grass ignited in an instant, like wolf smoke. Rolling and surging in the darkness thickens the darkness.

When these hundreds of thousands of chaotic soul grasses ignited, a monstrous flame instantly dyed half of the sky red, faintly close to the flames emitted by my Sendai.

The fire burned the sky, and one after another undead white shadows burned into dust in this fire, and there was not even slag left.

It's just that there are still more than 100,000 white shadows descending again, merging into the bodies of the 100,000 people of the Wu Clan, devouring the souls of the gods and sinking forever.

Life is fading, and the originally hot body is cold in an instant. Fresh lives are constantly withering. The witch cultivators under the Yuan Infant did not have the slightest power to resist.

In the depths of the territory of the Wu Clan, there is a rise of air. Seeing that the situation was not right, the strong man of the Wu clan finally stood up.

The overall strength of the Wu Clan is many times stronger than that of the Feather Clan. If it weren't for the Feather Clan's Immortal King Array, there would be only one Wu Clan left in this Immortal Relic Land, and the Feather Clan would have perished long ago.

There were two powerhouses of the Wu Clan that were comparable to the monks of the Merge Realm who appeared, and in addition to this, there were ten quite powerful auras surging.

These ten people are all comparable to the infant god realm.

They struck and suppressed the undead. Forcing out the undead from those people, the powerful physical force was a blow that scattered the white shadows.

It's just that there are too many of them, densely packed. Even if these strong men shot together, it would still be difficult to resist this wave of undead. There is life that keeps dying.

What's more, there are many dead people hidden in this wave of undead who are comparable to the Merge Realm.

The war broke out, and the Wu clan had no Chaos Grass and could only resist with all their might.

And at the top of the sky, Chu Cheng and the White Tiger leader stood looking at each other. There was no longer a smile on Chu Cheng's face.

"If you want, I can actually keep you for a day. Although 400 years of sinking has become 10 years, and the time has been shortened by dozens of years, I think you still want to have more time to be sober. ”

The White Tiger Leader shook his head and said, "This kind of awakening, don't do it." I still want to have a good fight with you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the white tiger leader's body flashed, bringing a monstrous momentum.

The leader of the White Tiger, the head of the souls. When strength is weak, it is weak, and when it is strong, it is strong. Xiu Wei is in the same Dao realm as Chu Cheng.

It's just that Chu Cheng's two bodies are one, and he is the supreme of the Extreme Dao. To be precise, the fourteen Sendai realms have exceeded the number of ten, surpassing the extreme path.

Even though the strength of the leader of the White Tiger Clan was forced into the Dao realm, he was still not Chu Cheng's opponent.

Chu Cheng's expression was indifferent, and the true self of fire in the two true self Sendai incarnated as a fire dragon and rushed out of Sendai, and his voice was deafening.

The vast sky fell one air stream after another, each as thick as a heavenly pillar, grand and heavy, falling from all directions.

Chu Cheng's body was full of golden light, and Xuanhuang was immortal and blessed his body. At the same time, the Quartet blows down the machine. Gather in the palm of Chu Cheng's hand.

The shadows of the swords gathered.

The sword is unsheathed, and the edge is exposed.

Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and waved it, slowly pushing the sword in his palm. The sword broke through the wind, carrying the majestic spiritual power, and slashed forward with a sword. Under this sword, ten chaotic soul grasses behind him suddenly ignited, turning wisps of green smoke into the sword.

"Even though you are in the same realm as me, you are not my opponent. Chu Cheng spoke lightly, revealing an extremely powerful confidence between his words.

Who is the best match for him?

There is no one in the world, and there is still no one in this world!

In the night, the silver light rises again, and a little light flies in the air.

With a sword, Chu Cheng stepped on the seven stars, and the seven styles collapsed into the sky, and his figure suddenly weakened, with the remnants of the Dao, surrounded the white tiger leader, and suppressed it step by step.

With each step, the sky trembled, scattering the black clouds. The sword machine soars for nine days, stirring the wind. The fireworks in the fire dragon rushed up, advancing like a stormy wave, one strong and the other heavy, as if it could burn all the filth in the world.

Above Chu Cheng's head, twelve Sendais hung with a rumbling sound, ready to move.

Seeing that the war had started, the head of the Li family rushed to the sky with a mysterious weapon, wanting to help Chu Cheng.

"Don't make a move. Pay attention to the whirlpool. The ominous thing doesn't come from this person, it's in the whirlpool. ”

Chu Cheng's voice fell, and the feeling of powerlessness in people's hearts did not come from this white tiger leader.

This White Tiger Leader only brought a sense of oppression to Chu Cheng.

When the words fall, it is a loud roar.

The leader of the White Tiger only fought with his physical body, and on his body, a huge White Tiger Divine Beast Phantom roared up to the sky, and then stepped towards the might of Chu Cheng's three forms.

Rumble!

There was the sound of shattering everywhere, and streamers bloomed everywhere.

"Three Realms!" Chu Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

Except for the power of the sword that was wrapped around the power of the chaotic soul, the other two styles collapsed in the collapse of the white tiger. The terrifying power made Chu Cheng's body tremble.

The power of that sword shook the sky, and a sword cut the head of the white tiger phantom. And this sword was also scattered in the midst of many obstacles.

"Three realms! The leader of the White Tiger is strong when he is strong, and weak when he is weak. The realm is the same as me, how can it be above me!" Chu Cheng took a hundred steps back in a row during this blow, and his expression kept changing.

The pupils of his eyes kept shrinking, and suddenly something happened. There is only one possibility. That's it.... There is a statue of the Three Realms.

"It is impossible for the Feather Clan to have three realms, if there are three realms, every time there is a mist poison, the casualties will not be so heavy! Wu Clan! It must be a Wu Clan!" Chu Cheng instantly realized, took a deep breath, and his expression quickly returned to normal.

The powerhouses of the Three Realms stand in the Red Dust and the Three Declines, even if they are half-step Xuanjing powerhouses, they are not their opponents. Chu Cheng was the opposite of Banxuan, and naturally he was not the opponent of the powerhouses of the Three Realms.

Suddenly, the ground below cracked. A powerful and surging qi machine surged.

A mountain-like figure rises from the depths of the place. This is a majestic shadow that rises to a million feet.

"Gu Wu!" Chu Cheng frowned when he saw this figure. He had already guessed that the existence of ancient witches in this witch land had finally appeared at this moment.

"Truly, on the other.... The Cultivation of the Dust... Hundreds of millions of years have passed, and it is still the same. It is so powerful that it is difficult for the monks of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to resist. If it's only this seat, it may not be able to kill you. But today, there is the help of this spirit. This seat will definitely be able to kill you! Break through the cage of this place with your blood and return to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"

"Just go back to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. If we get back the resources we once left, we will definitely be able to enter the second step!"