The Black Flame Spider was completely killed by Chi Songzi's sword.
Not even the dust was left.
At this moment, Akamatsuko seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
The long sword in his hand fell to the ground instantly.
His figure was also shaking as if he would fall down at any time.
But his eyes were filled with excitement and excitement.
He did it.
He killed a quasi-saint powerful man with his own strength.
This is definitely a miracle.
"Hu..."
Akamatsuko let out a long breath and a smile appeared on her face.
However, the blood stained on his face at this moment made his smile look extremely hideous and terrifying.
In the air, the Lihuo Tiger Demon Ancestor looked at this scene, his eyes full of dullness and incredibility.
It seemed as if he had seen something that he couldn't believe.
"Hahaha, OK, OK."
At this moment, a loud laugh suddenly echoed throughout the world.
At this moment, Suiren laughed loudly. He looked at the Lihuo Tiger Demon Ancestor, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.
"This is the power of our genius."
"Today, I will take you, the monster, to sacrifice your sword first."
As Suiren's words fell, the breath on his body rose a little further.
The immortal torch, which was originally extremely prosperous, seemed to be about to burn at this moment.
Suiren's attack became more and more fierce.
It seemed as if I didn't want to fall behind that junior Chi Songzi.
"How dare you, damn human ants?"
The ancestor of Lihuo Tiger Demon was completely angry at this moment.
He didn't expect that today would end up like this.
He even didn't expect that the mere ant in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian could kill a quasi-saint powerful man.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet.
Those who were watching the battle all showed an uproar at this moment.
Their eyes looked at Akamatsuko, full of envy and incredibility.
You know, that is a quasi-saint powerful man.
There are only a handful of people who can kill quasi-saints in the entire prehistoric world.
But today, someone actually killed a quasi-saint powerful man with the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.
How can this not shock them?
Dong Kunlun, Sanqing Hall.
The Tongtian Sect Master looked at the Chi Songzi with the sword light soaring into the sky, and a hint of praise appeared in his eyes.
"What a swordsman, it's quite in line with my appetite."
"If this person is willing to join me, I can accept him as a disciple."
I was silent, silent, but a deep light flashed in his eyes.
Yuanshi Tianzun curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Just a swordsman, why bother? What's more, although Chi Songzi has good qualifications, it is far from the standard of being a disciple of his own. Junior Brother Tongtian is not strict in his disciples, which is really absent from my Xuanmen sect."
"Hmph, Senior Brother Yuanshi's words are wrong."
The leader of Tongtian snorted coldly, looked at Chi Songzi with the sword light soaring into the sky, and said lightly: "This Chi Songzi can kill quasi-saintly strong people in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, which is enough to prove his potential and strength. If I want to accept him as a disciple, why should my senior brother say too much?" "As for disciplined disciples, it is a matter of my post, and it doesn't cost me the trouble of my senior brother. Besides, the teacher opened the teachings in the past, and there were no different teachings. I should follow the example of the teacher."
When Yuanshi Tianzun heard this, he frowned and warned: "Junior Brother Tongtian, you have no treasures in Jie Sect to suppress your luck. If you are entangled with the disciple's luck, you will suffer a great disaster sooner or later. You should do it yourself."
After saying that, Yuanshi Tianzun shook his sleeves and turned around and left the Sanqing Palace.
Seeing this, I sighed helplessly. He glanced at the leader of Tongtian and persuaded him: "Junior Brother Tongtian, you need to be cautious when recruiting disciples. Although Chi Songzi has extraordinary features, it still needs to be tempered. Junior Brother still needs to think twice before doing it."
After saying that, I also turned around and left the Sanqing Palace.
In the Sanqing Palace, only the leader of Tongtian was left.
He looked at the endless sea of clouds outside the Sanqing Hall, and was silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "I am doing things, why do you need others to say too much? Besides, I will have thousands of immortals coming to pay tribute to the tribute to suppress the treasure of luck? I naturally have a way."
After saying that, the Tongtian Sect Master flipped his palm and a formation diagram appeared in his hand.
This is the picture of the ten thousand immortals.
The Tongtian Sect Master stroked the map, and a look of firmness flashed in his eyes.
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At the same time, the western part of the prehistoric world.
A towering mountain towers into the clouds.
It is Mount Sumeru.
On the top of Mount Sumeru, the saint and the saint Cunti sat opposite each other.
The saint looked at the Chi Songzi who was soaring into the sky with his sword light, and sighed: "There is such a talent among the human race. It's a pity that he is not a disciple of my Western religion."
"Why should I be so pessimistic with my senior brother?"
On the side, the Saint Zhunti smiled faintly: "Although that Chi Songzi is not a disciple of my Western religion, my senior brother is a saint. If he personally comes to the human race, he will accept Chi Songzi as his disciple. I think that the human race dare not refuse, right?"
"Oh, my junior brother is so bad."
The saint shook his head: "Although my Western religion is established, the Western spiritual veins are destroyed. This is the number of heaven. Moreover, my Western religion emphasizes a method of fate. If the red pine nut is destined to me in the West, it will come. If there is no fate, it will not be forced."
"This..."
When he heard the words of the saint, the saint Zhunti was speechless.
He naturally knew that the saint's words made sense, but he was still a little unwilling to do so.
After all, the potential displayed by Akamatsuko is really terrible.
If it can be included in Western religion, why worry about not prospering in the future of Western religion?
But what the Saint of Cundi didn't know was that it took less than ten thousand years for Chi Songzi to practice from a mortal to the current quasi-saint realm. .
Such a terrifying growth rate can almost be regarded as the luck of the human race.
And the saints naturally know this.
As a saint, he could naturally see the luck of Chi Songzi.
But what he couldn't understand was how Akamatsuko did it, growing to its current level in such a short time?
You should know that the time it took him to lead the saints from a small innate creature to practice to the current saint realm was almost impossible to calculate.
But this red pine nut has grown to such a level in just ten thousand years.
How can this not shock him?
"The rise of human race has been the number of days. Our Western religion should follow the number of days, but who is the sacred place of this red pine nut?"
The saint looked at Chi Songzi, who had the sword light soaring into the sky, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.
"The future of the human race is limitless, but it is hard to say what step this Chi Songzi can go."
Saint Zhunti sighed and looked at the Chi Songzi with the sword light soaring into the sky, a hint of regret flashed in his heart.
However, he quickly returned to his calmness, and a look of firmness flashed in his eyes.
"Senior Brother, I want to go to the human race, but I don't know what my senior brother wants?" (The end of this chapter)