Chapter 118: Tragic Cultivation

Xuanyuan said curiously: "In this way, old man, you still have such a legendary experience." ”

"Hmph, of course. Otherwise, why do you think Lao Tzu is called a mad god!"

"Cut, then why didn't you participate in the battle between good and evil? Whether it is the army of good and evil, or the 18 people who appeared behind it, they are all top monks! Could it be that you are afraid of death?" Xuanyuan glanced at it and snickered.

The mad god old monster was unmoved, glanced at Xuanyuan Madness, and suddenly punched at the dense forest, the aura of Sen Ran spread, and the huge rock mountain in the distance roared, and a huge giant claw phantom flashed, and the giant mountain was directly crushed!

He said faintly: "If the cultivation of the Three Thousand Slash Magic Technique is not good, you are not allowed to go out!"

After finishing speaking, the mad god old monster turned into a ball of light and disappeared directly in place, leaving Xuanyuan Crazy standing in place with an indifferent face.

The dense fog around was slightly aggravated, and under the night, a series of ferocious phantoms appeared around, and the phantoms slowly condensed and formed, and they were all fierce beasts with hideous appearances.

Xuanyuan's eyes flickered, and he sneered. The war knife was already in his hand, he had experienced too many such scenes, it had been nearly a year since he entered this valley! During this year, he had never left this valley, and at first he would still think about the eldest brother, the second brother and the sect, but after only a month, he began to think about how to survive in this place.

The valley is called the Valley of Killing Blood, a secret realm in a savage land, a cultivation place for the mad god old monster and another mysterious hermit, and this is the limited information he received from the nearly hundreds of dying people.

He is not the only one in the valley, or rather, the mad god old monster does say that he has accepted one of his disciples, but in this valley, many evil people in the cultivation realm have been arrested, these evil monks, as soon as they enter this place, they are told that they must kill everyone, and only the last one who is alive can have a chance to live and become the guard of the mad god old monster.

And Xuanyuan is not special, after being taught many combat skills, he was also put into this group of people, the only thing he has is a little more experience than this group of villains who have killed countless people.

Therefore, when the dense fog gradually rose, Xuanyuan's crazy expression was awe, and he instantly rushed into the dense forest in the valley, hiding under a weed that had already collapsed and was filled with bloody aura, and waited quietly.

After a while, those fierce beasts were finally fully revealed, and in an instant, the howls in the valley were endless, and at the same time, dozens of meteor rays fell down in mid-air, and dozens of fierce and vicious villains appeared in the valley, and before these people could react, the fierce beasts around them pounced with fierce eyes in their eyes, and a few besieged one person, and instantly split a villain who reacted a little slower.

"Ahh

The screams resounded in the air, blood splashed, and the rich bloody breath stimulated the Xuanyuan madness in the grain pile, he watched this scene coldly, after the initial hecticism, at least half of the villains survived, he knew that the situation would be reversed next, the villains would fight back, and the beasts would gradually run out of strength because of the exhaustion of energy, and finally all of them were killed by the villains.

After that, there was the cannibalism of the villains, which he had experienced no less than a hundred times, and his gaze would not cause a single fluctuation. Scanning around, Xuanyuan's crazy eyes narrowed slightly, searching for the target, and muttered, "Where the hell are you, that old monster would be so kind to send me a bunch of little guys to kill?"

A year, the first four months, this kind of killing did cause a lot of pressure on Xuanyuan, almost every moment of tension, but after four months, Xuanyuan was able to deal with it easily, and even found a safe and hidden place to sleep peacefully and waited for the last person left, and then suddenly killed.

And it was the carelessness at that time that made Xuanyuan really come into contact with the threat of death, it was late at night when it was almost dawn, he suddenly touched a warm feeling, when he came to his senses, a bloody mouth had already bitten his shoulder, if it weren't for Xuanyuan Maniac refining the beast soul to increase the strength of his muscles during the battle between good and evil, I'm afraid that one bite at that time would have been enough to bite his shoulder off!

"Old fellow, dare to say that I am the disciple with the best qualifications and the most temper for you in a hundred years, don't you feel distressed when I die?" Xuanyuan muttered, his eyes suddenly stared, looking at a lush tree not far from the wooded area, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

At this moment, a cold light suddenly burst out from the dense branches, piercing the battlefield of the villains in the distance, and then three villains couldn't resist, and their bodies were cut off in an instant.

"Who!" The villains were furious, but the next moment there were more than ten cold lights coming, and the villains were frightened and hurriedly resisted, but the screams were still endless, and the blood light swayed in the air, and soon there were only three or four people left on the battlefield, and these four villains had already broken their guts, and they were all around each other, each vigilant in one direction.

"Who the hell is it!, get out!" one of them roared, but the look of horror betrayed the fear in his heart.

At this moment, a sigh suddenly appeared from mid-air, and the four of them looked up in horror, but the last glance was to see a sky full of stars, and a magnificent and complex sword net, not even a muffled snort, a mighty sword aura suddenly appeared from the night sky, and the four villains screamed, and the flesh and blood fell to the ground, staining a large area of land red.

The sword flashed, and a thin young man was exposed in place, holding a worn wooden sword, looking at the people in the battlefield, his eyes were gloomy and calm, he did not show a trace of surprise, but frowned, and said: "It's not here, could it be that the person is observing the enemy like me?"

Seeing this, Yu Shen, who was watching this scene from high in the sky, showed a hint of a smile and said, "This slave will be exactly the same as your disciple thinks, do you want to take this person as your apprentice?"

"Hmph! The Gulie clan also dares to accept me as an apprentice, old scholar, do you think I didn't die fast enough?" The mad god old monster laughed: "However, it is rare among the Gulie clan to be as calm as this young man, but it is a pity that few of these clans have lived for more than a hundred years, otherwise it would not be bad to accept them as apprentices." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed again, and a spiritual light hit the valley below: "It's too slow, hurry up and kill!"

The aura crossed the night sky, and suddenly illuminated the night sky, and all the hidden breath in the valley was suddenly completely exposed, and the bloody light in the eyes of the wooden sword boy flashed, staring at the breath emerging from the woods, and the footsteps stepped out, the wooden sword stabbed, and suddenly the whole earth trembled!

The spiritual sea was surging, the sword qi was surging, and the hundred ancient trees were instantly crushed into crumbs!

"Not good!" Xuanyuan's face changed drastically, trying to avoid this surging sword qi, but there was no way to avoid it. Gritted his teeth, roared, and rushed out of hiding.

A flash of inspiration flashed around his body, and a fierce beast shadow behind him instantly disappeared into the top of Xuanyuan's head!

"Roar ......" Xuanyuan let out a terrifying beast roar, his face was hideous, the war knife and war halberd in his hand were constantly waving, and a stream of immortal power smashed down, the wooden sword boy was startled, and he couldn't believe that he looked at Xuanyuan madness, but the next moment, the bloody light in his eyes was even stronger, and he shouted, and a large amount of blood suddenly erupted from his body, and he used his own essence and blood to forcibly improve his combat power, and he stabbed the wooden sword without hesitation!

The halberd and the wooden sword touch together!

"Boom!" There was a roaring sound in the entire valley, but the sound stopped abruptly, and the two figures erupted in the night sky, constantly flickering and colliding together, bursting with roars and explosions, huge forces poured out, smashed on the ground, countless boulders were smashed, you can imagine the terrifying power contained in these two people.

When the two of them separated, there was no complete place in the entire valley! Xuanyuan frantically ran the three thousand slashing magic tricks, cautiously looking at the young man in front of him, healing. After a year of training, he has long known the preciousness of time in battle, and he knows that the difference between life and death is often in an instant, although his expression is unruly, but his eyes are extremely calm.

The young man on the opposite side was trembling, and his body was covered with blood, like a demon crawling out of the blood prison, and the original calm color gradually disappeared and turned into a crazy color.

Xuanyuan looked at the ghost-like face, his heart froze, and he knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, this young man was so fierce, obviously he didn't have much cultivation in his body, but he actually gave birth to a sense of fear that he had never had before, if he was given too much time, I was afraid that he would be counterattacked!

Thinking about it, Xuanyuan's crazy eyes flashed, and he instantly drank: "Three thousand kills!"

Hundreds of terrifying auras drilled out from the ground, filling the heavens and the earth, and the entire valley space trembled slightly, a strong killing intent covered up the aura of heaven and earth, and the stars in the sky were dim. Xuanyuan held the knife in one hand, and instantly swung it at the young man with one hand, and at the same time, the other hand waved the halberd!

Like killing the gods into the world!

Facing Xuanyuan Madness, the young man screamed, the color of madness flashed on his face, and suddenly a sword slashed at his arm, blood splattered, and his arm fell to the ground!

Cruel!

Holding his arm, he suddenly stabbed out instead of a wooden sword!

Blood kept flowing out, and his face was pale, but his five senses seemed to be more real, and his keen intuition told him the horror of the two attacks of the people in the air, but as a dead man, he was not allowed to retreat!

Xuanyuan has been waiting for this moment! The terrifying killing intent and sword aura enveloped the heavens and the earth, his five senses were already strong to the highest point, his eyes were closed, and when he opened them again, his eyes seemed to flash the vicissitudes of a thousand years, countless streamers flashed, and tens of thousands of possibilities were rehearsed in an instant, and finally discovered the flaws of the young man!

"Boom!"

A terrible and tragic annihilation loud sound erupted in the valley, and the young man's figure suddenly shot out, he couldn't believe it and looked at Xuanyuan Mania, a war knife was stabbed into his chest, he still wanted to say something, but as soon as the streamer pounced, the war halberd slashed his neck, and Xuanyuan pulled it out hard, and took off the young man's stiff head!

"Come again, old man, you can't kill me!" A furious roar filled the valley, and there was a trace of pain in Xuanyuan's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. Dragging his tired body, he walked to the cave on the cliff and took time to rest.

He knew that in the next year, he would face an opponent who was not weaker than this young man at all! He couldn't be soft-hearted, he couldn't tolerate soft-heartedness! If he wanted to survive, he had to kill the killer!

It's not a battlefield, but it's more brutal than a battlefield!

Just as he thought, the mad god old monster in the valley flashed with madness in his eyes, and let out a strange cry, as if he couldn't suppress the possibility of witnessing the final possibility, and shot out the spiritual light one after another, and one by one the strong people like teenagers flashed from the spiritual light.