The more masters in the world of immortal cultivation are, the more they cherish their lives, because they have an endless future and can reach the pinnacle of the world of immortal cultivation. Because of this, every time they make a move, they will measure the strength of their opponents in advance. If they know that their lives are in danger, they will never stand out.
The captured immortal cultivators understood that even if the most powerful brothers from their sect came and saw this situation, they would not lend a helping hand.
At first glance, he knew that the savage who was three hundred feet tall was a master whom he could hardly contend with. Although the level of cultivation did not depend on height, in the Great Wilderness Mountain, height really determined the level of cultivation of the savage.
The most advanced savages, having practiced great divine power and great brute force, all have abilities in strength. Their strength can surpass that of a third-level celestial cultivator by two to three times, or even four to five times.
When the giant's masters fight against humans, they simply use brute force to suppress you and don't allow you to take any shortcuts, which perfectly demonstrates the saying that force can defeat wisdom.
Their senior brothers did not dare to come, so Ye Xiangyang, the leader of Taiyuan Immortal Sect, came. None of the captured people were from Taiyuan Immortal Sect. Logically, this place was like a den of dragons and tigers, and there was no need for him to come to rescue them. However, in order to save everyone, Sect Leader Ye Xiangyang came, and came resolutely.
Many people felt an unknown comfort in their hearts. Their envy, jealousy and hatred towards Ye Xiangyang suddenly dropped to the freezing point, and what remained was only gratitude.
It is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide timely help. It is worth being grateful to someone who rescues you from a dangerous situation, regardless of whether you can be rescued or not.
Some people's eyes were actually wet: "Master Ye, don't worry about us, this is a dangerous place, leave quickly."
"Yeah, they are too powerful. You are no match for them."
"We appreciate your kindness. Please run away now."
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A giant of about two hundred feet stood up. He opened his mouth as big as a cave. His black teeth were like huge stones. He could probably swallow a mountain in one bite. He was an absolute behemoth.
When he stood up, his heroic spirit grew naturally, and the heaven and earth were almost collapsed by him. He was the invincible god of war who was born to fight for nine days.
"Hmph, it's too late to leave." The giant, who had a three- to five-meter-long earring on his right ear, a nose ring on his nose, and a collar around his neck, snorted coldly. A powerful wind that swept the world formed in front of him, rolling down the mountain, with flying sand and rocks, covering a hundred miles. "You're like ants, you come and go as you please. Stay here."
At this point, he stretched out his fist, and the muscles on his body seemed to be carved from the rocks on the ancient sacred mountain. A sound that exploded the heavens and the earth erupted. The sound brought by the fist was not a sonic boom, but the sound of the power itself, which took the lead.
The elders in the tribe nodded, and they communicated in their own words: "Yeah, very good, the Meteor Fist has already reached some level. I wonder if this kid can take this punch?"
"Who said it wasn't? Our tribe has successors. These people will be the backbone of the tribe. Haha, the most annoying thing is that the kid from the human race, like an ant, overestimated his own capabilities and actually broke into our tribe. He even said he wanted to save others but couldn't even save himself."
"It's a good example for us to teach our tribal children that they should know themselves, otherwise they will be ruined. Isn't this good?"
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The giant is two hundred feet tall, and his fist is as big as a mountain. We often say that it is a waste to use a cannon to kill a mosquito, but this is like using a mountain to hit a mosquito. To outsiders, it seems that this person has absolutely no power to fight back.
Even though the people of the tribe are tall, they are not stupid. Otherwise, how could they dominate the Great Wilderness Mountain? They saw that Ye Xiangyang was an eight-star immortal king, and the person assigned was a nine-star immortal king, almost entering the realm of immortal king. If it was a one-star immortal king of the human race, it would be unknown whether he could defeat him.
The wind was so loud that even if Ye Xiangyang was a ten-foot-long stone, he would be blown away by the wind from this man's fist. It was too strong, no wonder the tribe's ancestor was talking to himself.
Ye Xiangyang was not panicked at all. As the saying goes: A person with great skills is brave. His power was equivalent to that of an eighth-level immortal king, so how could he be afraid of a giant with the cultivation level of an immortal king
The rules on his body were running, and his immortal power was fluctuating. Suddenly, a powerful force burst out, which was a violent force that could destroy everything. Ye Xiang had no intention of leaving this person any room at all. You have to know that they were eating raw meat and drinking blood. They had just sacrificed five sect disciples, and everyone benefited from the sacrifice.
The giants are ruthless and heartless, so how could I be so pedantic as to show mercy to them
Another thing, Ye Xiangyang has already seen that the giants' huge bodies contain the thin bloodline of the Kuafu clan from thousands of years ago. The bloodline of the Kuafu clan is the ancient Kui, who has an ox head and a dragon body. They are far away from Kui's bloodline, but they do have a trace of it in their blood.
"Kill!" Ye Xiangyang punched like a dragon, hitting the giant's fist like a mountain.
Some people in the tribe looked disdainful, waiting to see how the genius of the tribe would kill the little ant with one punch. They all had cruel smiles and tolerant smiles on their faces.
It was natural for disciples from his own tribe to kill this man.
Boom! The sound of fists colliding rang out. It was like the sky was angry, the earth was roaring, the wind was thundering, and the sound of mountains and rivers bursting rang out, echoing on the mountains of thousands of people.
Everyone heard a scream: "Wow—"
The sound was miserable, shaking the eardrums of everyone present. With this roar, a gust of wind and thunder rolled up on the flat ground, whistling for thousands of miles. In the forest below, the trees hundreds of feet tall were whistling and shaking, and their branches and leaves flew everywhere.
People saw the tribal giant flipping backwards involuntarily, his right arm crackling. Starting from his fist, the forearm, back arm, upper body... gradually turned into meat paste.
In the end, his entire body turned into pulp.
A huge cauldron suddenly rose up and accepted the flesh and blood of this man.
No one in the entire tribe could have imagined that things would take such a turn. According to their imagination, even if this punch did not take the life of the ant-like little man, it would not make much difference. They never expected that in the end the one who died was the genius of their own tribe.
Their eyes were more than ten feet wide, staring round, and their mouths were also more than ten feet wide. The huge cave was open and could not be closed. This was a disaster that their tribe had never imagined for countless years.
Too many people couldn't understand why this happened. Why did this man kill the genius of his own tribe with one punch
The tribe's ancestors all roared, "No, it's impossible. How could such a strange thing happen? The genius of our tribe died? How is it possible?"
"You damned beast, you are such a damned beast, you actually killed people from our tribe, you are dead-"
"Kill him at all costs. Don't let him live."
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The entire giant tribe was in a frenzy, howling and screaming, some even crying, it looked like a rushing stream, and that was not an exaggeration, they all wanted to avenge the genius of their tribe.
The master of the Immortal King Seven Stars of the Giant Tribe stood up. He was more than 280 feet tall, towering into the clouds, absolutely a mountain. Holding a huge bone stick that was 150 feet long in his hand, he screamed and rushed towards Ye Xiangyang.
The rules on Ye Xiangyang’s body were operating, and he shouted “Dharma of Heaven and Earth”.
The energy between heaven and earth rushed towards him, it was like the energy of the tide.
Roar—roars echoed above the thousands of feet high mountains.
A ferocious black tortoise swayed out from behind Ye Xiangyang. The turtle was a hundred feet in size, and the black snake was two hundred feet long, coiled around the turtle.
A Fang Tian Hua Ji became a hundred feet long, flashing a dark and cold light, carrying a chill that could destroy all living things, and emitting a power that could destroy the heavens and the earth. Everyone present could feel the fierce edge that wanted to kill them.
"Merge." Ye Xiangyang combined his own Heaven and Earth Method, and the Black Snake Swallowing Heaven Halberd in his hand used the Black Snake Swallowing Heaven Great Immortal Technique. The halberd turned into a long dragon to meet the giant's huge bone stick.
The giant was filled with rage and momentum, and even the thousands-foot-high mountains seemed to tremble when he struck him with his stick. That was the ruthless indifference that came down from heaven and earth.
Rumble, the halberds and the bone sticks intertwined and collided with each other for hundreds of thousands of times.
In other words, it takes only one breath, hundreds of thousands of times. To ordinary people, it is just one time, but in fact, hundreds of thousands of times become just one time.
The residual energy from their battle was so violent that it was unbelievable. The tribe's ancestors used their own cultivation to resist the residual energy, and the tribe was surrounded by a large formation, which prevented the mountain from collapsing.
Even so, the power of billions of kilograms of immortal energy acted on the mountain, and the mountain made a crackling sound, as if it was about to split.
The giant bone stick in the tribe was knocked into the air and no one knew where it went.
The giant never expected such a change to happen. He looked up at the sky and said, "Ah—my baby."
The giant's hands were stretched out and blood was flowing. Just thinking about the scene makes one feel blood boiling.
Ye Xiangyang did not stop, he still used the Black Snake Sky-Swallowing Halberd and the Sky-Swallowing Technique in his hand.
With a sound of "Puff!", the Black Snake Swallowing Heaven Halberd pierced into the giant's body, and immediately it was like a giant dragon, swallowing the giant.
In just a blink of an eye, the giant clan's seven-star Immortal King master was gone. It was too fast, too incredible, and too shocking.
The tribesmen were really going crazy: "Demon, this guy is really a demon, kill him."
"We must avenge our warrior. We must not let him live."
“Kill, kill, kill!”
Even when they were fighting with other tribes, they had never suffered such heavy losses. Today was extremely unlucky for them.
The tribal leaders and elders surrounded Ye Xiangyang. They hated Ye Xiangyang to the core. It was this kid who caused their sect to suffer unimaginable losses.
"You cruel and ruthless boy, blood debt can only be repaid with blood. Let's join forces to kill you."
"You dare to kill our tribal warriors? You are courting death."
"Hehehe, even if you die a thousand times, it won't be enough to compensate for the loss of our tribe."
Five Immortal King Nine Stars or even masters at the peak of the Immortal King Nine Stars surrounded Ye Xiangyang.