The yellow sand rose from the ground like a sandstorm, and the high priest fought with the other two.

The high priest is one against two, and does not fall behind.

Chu Cheng stopped the white-haired man and the other man and did not fight.

The white-haired man frowned, as if he was thinking about something, and his expression changed uncertainly, until a long time later, he spoke: "Yes, this seat is indeed an undead. ”

Chu Cheng nodded, glanced at the white-haired man, and said calmly: "If my guess is correct, you have been banned, not so much a ban as a curse." ”

His eyes flickered, looking at the bodies of the two of them, and he saw a trace of fluctuation. In an instant, he caught this trace of fluctuation, and saw the bodies of the two dissipate at that moment.

"With what you said earlier, it's not hard to guess who you are. Chu Cheng smiled lightly, and said seriously: "Actually, you are those people from the primeval era, or are you the Xuanwu Holy Ancestor?"

The white-haired man's face changed, and then he burst into laughter: "You guessed right, we have been cursed to live forever, but we are already in such a tragic situation. Endless years, do you know the pain you endured?"

"You don't know! After every invasion, all that awaits us is a chaotic life, without inspiration or thought, like a walking corpse. Only on a day like this is that we are real!"

"Xuanwu Holy Ancestor! If it weren't for him, how could our White Tiger Clan fall here! We hate him, but we hate Chu Musheng even more!"

Chu Cheng's conjecture was indeed right, these people were all from the primeval era. As for why the strength of these people is so weak, it should be because of the Divine Relic Clan, and their strength is equal to that of the Divine Relic.

If the Divine Relic Clan is strong, the White Tiger is strong, and if it is weak, it is weak.

Chu Cheng heard the name Chu Musheng again, and asked again, "Who is Chu Musheng?" Could it be that he destroyed your White Tiger Clan?"

"Hahaha! Who is Chu Musheng...... You are obviously Chu Musheng's descendant, and there is no such similar person in the world. The white-haired man's expression became more and more hideous.

"I'm not Chu Musheng's descendant, I'm just a person in this world. Chu Cheng shook his head, looking at him with pity in his eyes.

Countless years of loss, waiting for only a thousand years of instant awakening. Is this just a game set up by Chu Musheng?

It is not difficult to see that this is a kind of training used by Chu Musheng and Vermilion Bird Holy Ancestor to hone the divine relics.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect Chu Musheng's descendants to deny his existence. Still, even if you say that, I'm going to kill you!"

The white-haired man laughed maniacally and began to strike.

He held the knife in his right hand, and his left hand hung down behind him, and he had been slowly accumulating Yuan Force, and at the same time, he was actually accumulating a knife and a punch for a long time, with a terrifying momentum!

There was a muffled buzzing sound, like a bell.

A majestic force, as his fist hit Chu Cheng, the waves of qi spread in all directions.

Immediately after that, a knife slashed, with a whistling sound, wanting to cut the sky!

Chu Cheng was directly shaken away, shook back a hundred meters, and fell to the ground in the distance.

"It's so strong!" Chu Cheng's pupils shrank, this sudden punch was so powerful. He had never met such a powerful person among his peers.

That knife cut through the earth, and slashed straight towards Chu Cheng.

Ten miles of peach blossoms gathered around Chu Cheng in an instant, resisting this sword intent.

Woola!

A sound like tearing gauze sounded around Chu Cheng.

At this moment, Peach Blossom was cut by this sword qi and took a big mouth!

The sword intent continued, wanting to break through the defense formed by the peach blossoms and split Chu Cheng in half.

Chu Cheng was startled, and regained his composure in a blink of an eye.

"Flower Sword Technique!" Chu Cheng drank softly, and a short sword appeared in his hand. With this shout, countless pink rays of light poured in from the peach blossoms around them.

The dagger was shrouded in pink light, flowing like a shimmer of water.

The sword rose, and the sky rained again.

With this sword attack, those flower rains melted into the sword body, and the atmosphere was surging. Ten times larger in an instant!

"Slash!"

The giant sword collided with that sword intent, and suddenly erupted into a huge roar.

The sound of the impact made a grinding sound, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

"Transform!" Thousands of sword shadows broke away from the sword body, instantly filling the space of ten miles

The next moment, there was a trace of stagnation in the knife intent.

The man in white was slashed out by the sword shadows, and his body flew upside down heavily, and his body fell to the ground, bringing up several clouds of smoke and dust.

The sword stabbed the white-haired man in the chest, straight in the center, blood spilled everywhere, but he was an undead, and this blood was just a conjugation, even if he took out his heart, he would not die, unless he was like those people before, his body and spirit were destroyed!

The two fought for only a few breaths, and Chu Cheng temporarily gained the upper hand. But he won't be careless, after all, this person's true strength is stronger than him, even if the realm is suppressed, his strength is much stronger than that of ordinary monks of the same level.

At this moment, another White Tiger Clan also entered the battlefield.

Chu Cheng glanced at the high priest with his spare eyes and found that the high priest's aura was becoming more and more unstable.

He originally thought that the strength of these people was no more than ordinary golden pills, and it was not difficult to kill. But I didn't expect it to be such a difficult bone to gnaw.

"Kill!" Chu Cheng shouted, and slammed his fist at the usher White Tiger Clan.

With a punch, the fist was instantly wrapped in flower petals, and with a cold aura, it struck away! At the same time, Chu Cheng slashed at the white-haired man who was still gasping for breath with a sword again.

Rumble!

The White Tiger took three steps back. At the same time, Chu Cheng took advantage of this force of shock to come to the top of the white-haired man's head and took three steps in a row!

"Thunder!"

Step by step, it seems to be stepping on different places, but stepping on the same point.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar.

A thunderbolt flashed, falling from the nine heavens and descending on the earth.

"Just thunder, break it for me!" the white-haired man laughed, his hand shutting down.

Suddenly, one by one, the war tigers roared miserably, exploded into a ball of blood, and came to the white-haired man.

"The Holy Beast is coming!"

Just when the thunderous intent at Chu Cheng's feet fell.

Suddenly! Tiger roars earthquake!

A powerful sense of crisis swept through Chu Cheng's heart, this was the crisis of death.

Chu Cheng's eyes suddenly contracted, his breathing was slightly short, and his body kept retreating, wanting to escape from this crisis.

But no matter how he retreated, the meaning of death still melted into his heart.

The high priest was hit by the two enemies, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the moment he saw the white-haired man, his face changed instantly.

"All the clansmen get out of the way!

His expression was a little panicked, as if he had foreseen a terrifying scene.

Dark all round. The night sky, which had been dark for the night, was once again dyed black.

A breath of death struck, blowing slightly.

It blows away the restlessness and takes away a trace of vitality.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, all the trees withered in an instant, and a breeze blew and turned into debris.

It's just a hint of death, and he takes these green clothes with him. If all ......

Well, these people will die!

Chu Cheng's face was very ugly, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.

He had a very strong feeling that he would die in the next moment!

The white-haired man looked hideous, looked at Chu Cheng and laughed wildly: "Chu Musheng, you also have today! Your descendants will die at my hands!hahahaha!"

He was laughing, and the smell of death grew stronger and stronger.

"You're crazy! if you continue to summon the remnants of the Holy Beast, we'll all die!"

The other three White Tiger Clansmen were furious and tried to stop them.

They are the undead, immortal. But it is not necessarily immortal. Sacrifice the remnants of your soul, and you will surely die!

"Hahaha! Chu Musheng has trapped me for countless years, and today I will kill his descendants.....! What is the difference between the present state and death?"

Thousands of years, only a moment can be oneself, this is indeed no different from death.

The White Tiger people were silent.......

The meaning of death grew stronger and stronger, and finally, the sky seemed to be torn apart by something.

A violent tiger roar sounded, and the entire space trembled.

What is it that makes the space tremble, makes the soul feel fear, and would rather die than be in this fear?

The remnants of the gods fell to their knees, trembling.

"Ah!" some people screamed, and some people chose their lives at this moment.

In just one short period of time, hundreds of people from the Divine Relic Clan committed suicide!

Fear was deeply entangled in his heart, and with just a glance, Chu Cheng saw that there was a black mountain-like foot above that had broken through the space. Descended into the world.

Just at a glance, Chu Cheng felt that he was facing Tianwei, and he seemed to be an ant. The other party only needs one glance to wipe him out!

However, at this time, a breath suddenly appeared in Chu Cheng's body.

A stone brick lit up with a faint light, and the appearance of this light dispelled the fear in Chu Cheng's heart.

Suddenly, something burst out of Chu Cheng's body and floated in front of him.

He could see clearly that in front of him was a cigarette ----- Silent Smoke!

The smoke of silence seemed to tremble, and it seemed to yearn!

The body of the cigarette turned slightly, emitting a faint black flame.

Is this a flame? Chu Cheng looked at the smoke of silence, and as his cultivation became stronger, he felt more and more that it was mysterious and extraordinary.

The black flames slowly dispersed like water, seemingly calm, but they were very violent and very intense, as if someone was lighting a bonfire, and the fire was very strong.

It was like a spark falling on the mountains full of dead leaves. And so it burned, and it became more violent.

With a bang, the entire space burst into flames. Spread around.......

There was a wail, as if there were countless souls screaming around him. Those dead White Tiger Clansmen, the remnants of the souls left in the Chu Cheng space, were incinerated.

In an instant, the sky of the entire Divine Relic Land was lit with black flames, even extending to that giant leg.

A roar, the owner of the mountain-like leg roared angrily.

No matter how much he roared, the black flames were still burning......

The meaning of death is dispelled by this fire, and to be precise, it should be burned out.

burned out the intent to die, and burned the giant leg.

From the appearance of the giant thigh, to the time of the incineration, it was only five breaths..... And it dissipated.

The flames subsided, and with a thick cloud of black gas, they returned to the smoke of incineration.

As the flames retracted, the smoke ceased to flutter.

Chu Cheng's expression was slightly abrupt, and he took a step forward, and couldn't help but be stunned.

He saw a difference in the smoke of the incineration. A purple cloud appeared on its body.

"Could it be that it was because of the absorption of the giant leg of the holy beast just now?" Chu Cheng's eyes shrank slightly, thinking of this.

He didn't think much of it, and withdrew the smoke of the silence. Again, it defuses a crisis.

"How is that possible!" the white-haired man's face changed in disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible. Chu Cheng came to him and saw that the white-haired man had run out of oil.

A faint black flame burned their souls.

The high priest came behind Chu Cheng and looked at the white-haired man with a very complicated expression.

His battle was over, and the remaining three White Tiger Clansmen had been burned to ashes.

"What else do you have to say?" Chu Cheng said lightly.

The white-haired man looked at Chu Cheng with a bitter face, and said softly: "You say, am I relieved? If it is liberated, then should I laugh or cry?"

Chu Cheng looked at the white-haired man with some pity.

It is indeed sad that he has been imprisoned for countless years, and has only become a tool. He has so much blood on his hands, and he doesn't deserve sympathy.

But what if it were him?

He sighed again and slashed out with his sword. When he appeared, a light lit up again on the primordial stone. Blended into his sword.

This sword is like thunder to collect anger, and it is like a river and sea condensing clear light. The whole world was calm.

Yes, the world of the white-haired man is finally calm. These White Tiger people no longer have to be like the walking dead.

Their ending, perhaps, is a good one. At the very least, their curse was lifted.

"Let's go!" Chu Cheng watched the white-haired man's body dissipate into the space little by little.

The fate of the Divine Relic has finally come to an end........

There will be no more enemy invasions, and it will become a real paradise.

Someone began to cry, and the Divine Relic looked at the dead clansman with some sadness.

In this battle, after all, many people died. But compared to the previous results, it is already a good result.

Chu Cheng's gaze passed through the slowly closing space and saw a hazy world, but there was a strange appearance in his eyes.

In that place, and what is it?

But he did not dare to go there, because there he felt a danger of death. With his current strength, once he enters there, he will definitely die.

Chu Cheng shook his head, quietly left here, and returned to his cave mansion.

Over the next few days, the Divine Relics arranged the funerals of the deceased, followed by a great feast. Congratulations on this victory, and the fate of the end.

Sometimes Chu Cheng was thinking that the fate of the White Tiger Clan and the Divine Relic Clan was not a merit, not with them, but with the Immortal Ancestor.

It's the same family, but it's reduced to the sword, whose fault is all this?

Chu Cheng was still teaching the students until the Holy Maiden Zhu Xuan cultivated to the sixth layer of Qi Gathering. He only then began to continue refining the Purifying Pill to open the spirits for the rest of the Divine Relic Clan.

Kailing's successful clan is growing, creating a sub-classroom, and the original students have become the teachers of the sub-class.

Time passed, three months passed in a blink of an eye, and the days were still plain.

Until one day, the high priest invited Chu Cheng over and had something to say.

Chu Cheng has also been trying to find the high priest, but the high priest has been in retreat to heal his wounds.

If you go today, you may have the answer that Chu Cheng has been looking for.

(I had something to do yesterday, and I didn't get home until 11 o'clock in the evening, and I rushed to the chapter overnight.) Sorry! In addition, I am cheeky to subscribe. ）