Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 1683

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Wu Fengzi and others who had killed Lintian turned pale at this moment.

The evil animal got out of trouble!

Buzzing, their brains almost burst.

As soon as the mysterious power that helped Lintian left the front foot, the spirit weapon of the mindless spirit bow came out, which made Wu Fengzi and others feel collapsed.

No double blessing, no double misfortune!

The Fusang sacred tree is dim, and its branches and leaves show a color of ashes. The previous emperor's will has emptied most of its power, and it is impossible to suppress the spirit of the meaningless spirit bow.

At this time, the figure stood by the emptiness and laughed wildly. The fierce killing intention was like a spring tide.

Looking carefully, he looks like an extremely handsome young man, but his beard and hair show a gray color. A pair of eyes are like a whirlpool black hole, flowing with frightening fierce light.

"Little master, borrow a big bow!"

When the grey haired boy looked at Lintian, he bowed with a touch of deference.

This is a recognition of Lintian's identity.

Or, from the moment Lintian entered sunset soup Valley and rescued him, he had recognized the young man.

"Take it!"

Lintian threw it away, then the mindless spirit bow and blue falling arrow were snatched out and caught in the palm of the gray haired boy.

Buzz!

The grey haired boy's index finger hooked the bow string, and his voice was as excited as wind and thunder.

His eyes glowed with excitement, trance and joy, and murmured: "Lao Tzu... Finally killed out of the world again, Mo Wuer... Just wash your neck and wait... Soon, I will find you for revenge!"

At last, he raised his head abruptly, glanced at Wu Fengzi and others, and his words were fierce:

"Lao Tzu said that when we extricate ourselves from difficulties, all the sufferings we have suffered since ancient times will be returned one by one. Now, it's the right time!"

He jerked up his bowstring and the blue arrow burst out.

Boom!

An arrow, however, tore Zhou Xu and smashed the power of mountains and rivers. The fierce Qi was like the essence, roaring out with the arrow.

Vaguely, there are bursts of killing sound throughout the world.

Lintian was creepy. The meaningless spirit bow was used in the hands of his spirit. The power was completely different, and the terror was unimaginable.

"Hide!"

Wu Fengzi roared.

But after all, it's still a point slower, or it's impossible to escape under such an arrow.

Bang!

A figure exploded and blood spattered.

It's Wu Lingzi. This is a Saint King, but he was killed by an arrow. His broken body was eliminated in the fierce arrow light!

Wu Hengtian and others were completely shocked, covered with panic, and almost instinctively fled at the first time.

The weapon spirit of mindless spirit bow is too terrible!

When he was suppressed, they could still regard him as a sin and flog and humiliate him, but it was completely different when he was free from trouble.

The prestige he has is even far beyond the imagination of any old monster in Jinwu!

"Want to escape? Impossible!"

The grey haired boy is like a ferocious God. He bends his bow and takes arrows. In a moment, he shoots more than ten arrows. Each arrow runs through the sky and sinks the sun and moon.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

For a time, one by one, the strong in gold and black were pierced, their bodies exploded, blood rain flew, and their form and spirit were destroyed.

Whether it's a big holy land, an old monster or a real holy land, whoever is locked can't escape death.

The grey haired boy stood by his emptiness, his figure was thin, and his whole body exuded the fierce smell of rushing into the sky. A ferocious bow composed of many white bones and skeletons reflected his power more and more extraordinary.

Even Lintian couldn't help breathing. It was too strong!

An instrument spirit has been imprisoned and imprisoned for a long time. He has suffered countless whipping, torture and suffering. Until now, he still has such great power.

Lintian couldn't imagine how powerful the original meaningless spirit, bow and weapon spirit should have.

At this time, Wu Lingzi is the sage king. He exists as the highest in today's ancient wasteland, but he can't stop the blow of the grey haired boy!

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

One after another, bowstrings opened like wind and thunder, and the gray haired boy stood in the clouds, his long hair danced wildly, and his handsome face was full of madness.

"I swore that one day I would level this place and kill the Jinwu people. If you escape today, doesn't it seem that I don't mean what I say?"

"Hahaha, look at you miscellaneous hairs. You are still as timid as you were in those days! What about your courage when you whipped me? Why did you disappear?"

"Unfortunately, there is no quasi emperor in the sunset soup valley. It's not happy to kill you useless old miscellaneous hairs after all..."

The voice full of hate rang out continuously and echoed in the whole sunset soup valley.

At this moment, the gray haired boy, like the ferocious God of iron and blood revenge, vented all the anger and hatred he had suffered in the endless years in the attack.

He's chasing, attacking wantonly in the sunset soup valley.

……

In the sunset soup Valley, old clam and Alu had just calmed down. A collision between Lintian and the emperor's will made them feel terrible and shocked even though they were far away.

Finally, his mind was a little more stable, and he saw the fierce scene of the grey haired boy holding the mindless spirit bow and killing everywhere.

For a time, they couldn't help staying still again.

"Darling, who is this big man? Is this combat power too cruel?"

Aru screamed.

"Who else can it be? It must be the spirit of the bow. According to the eldest brother, this guy is extremely great. He has been suppressed in this boundless years. He can't be wiped out by Jinwu in one vein and using all kinds of methods. He is very abnormal."

The old clam was amazed.

"An instrument spirit is so terrible. What amazing origin should that bow have?"

The big blackbird's eyes are shining. He stares greedily at the gray haired boy and the mindless spirit bow. His mouth is watering. This is the real peerless baby!

Huh?

The grey haired boy seemed to notice the big blackbird's eyes. Suddenly, he looked like a whirlpool of fierce eyes, and the God awn ran away in his eyes. He was so frightened that the big blackbird trembled and quickly took back his eyes.

"Oh, a black crow, it seems that it is not the same kind as those old miscellaneous hairs."

The grey haired boy laughed, ignored the big blackbird, flashed and chased him in the distance.

The big blackbird looked uncertain and scolded: "the origin of the bird Lord is enough to scare the emperor to death. Is it comparable to the black crow?"

Everyone turned their eyes and scared the emperor to death. The thief bird's tone is really big!

They were not idle either. They all took action to sweep the sunset soup valley.

Just tea time, in such a big sunset soup Valley, we can't find the living Jinwu strong people, only the remains and mess all over the ground.

"Come on, let's help. Find 'black nest and clear water'. By the way, there are flame God stones. Search as many as you have!"

Between heaven and earth, I think of the excited voice of the big blackbird.

The enemy has almost been swept away, and if the sunset soup Valley is broken, now is the time to collect treasures and plunder wealth.

It should be noted that Jinwu is an ancient clan. It has lived in this sunset soup valley since ancient times. The wealth accumulated over the endless years is unimaginable!

Even old clam, ALU and SHAOHAO were surprised when they searched. There were too many treasures, including rare treasures, divine materials and miraculous medicines.

Among them, there are some magical ancient treasures, powerful holy soldiers, and some rare minerals and collections.

Lintian didn't participate in the feast of dividing up the treasure, not because he was not interested, but because he had more important things to do.

"Ah, Fusang sacred tree! God, this must not be an illusion! It's a miracle that this sacred tree still lives in the world. It's a miracle!"

A sacred tree with vigorous trunk and green branches and leaves shouted excitedly, and thousands of branches clattered like dancing.

Impressively, it is God's ancestral tree!

At that time, Lintian took the tree away in the secret area of the underground palace in the blood demon world of the nine domains battlefield and stayed in the endless tower of the avenue.

This God refining ancestral tree is very strange. It has followed emperor chakong to practice and shuttled through Zhou Xu. It has experienced many things.

Moreover, it also has wisdom and soul. The God refining ancestral source generated by it has an incredible beneficial effect on Lintian's sacrifice to refine his own holy soldier.

"Well, can you take this tree away?"

Lintian asked.

God refined the ancestral tree and said excitedly, "why take it away? Wouldn't it be better for me to refine it and integrate it into my body?"

"Can you swallow this tree for your own use?" Lintian was stunned and looked different.

It should be noted that he now controls the inheritance of Honglu Sutra and daendless swallowing Sutra, but he does not dare to swallow such a sacred tree that has existed since ancient times.

But the God refining ancestral tree is like staring at a fat prey, which is very surprising.

"Of course! But it takes time, up to a thousand years. No, I'm sure I can refine all the power and Tao patterns contained in this tree in five thousand years!"

God refined his ancestors and chiseled their words.

Lintian said, "I don't have time to wait for you for 5000 years."

God tempered the ancestral tree and said, "then cut it. I only want its' root of origin '."

"No."

The void rippled, the grey haired boy moved to it and said, "the Fusang sacred tree was born in chaos and grew at the source of samadhi true fire, and its spirit has long been taken away by the great emperor Mowu. If you can take it, there will be no second Fusang sacred tree in the world."

When he returned at this time, he undoubtedly proved that the old monsters of Jinwu, such as Wu Lingzi, were more or less dangerous.

"You don't hate it?" Lintian was surprised.

The grey haired boy's eyes were complex: "this tree is naturally raised. There is no good or evil. It's just that it has been used and controlled by Jinwu. I can't hate it."

Lintian nodded and understood.

The grey haired boy said again, "this tree is one of the four sacred trees in ancient times. Do you know why the devil Wu Emperor insisted on taking the spirit of this tree away on the ancient road to the starry sky?"