Hearing the sound, Wang Xi looked in the direction from which the sound came.
Wu Jinghua? The remaining Taiyi Golden Immortal from Pangu Sect
"Let's go, go quickly, go outside the territory, inform Master, come back, there is danger in the Martial Immortal Territory."
Wang Xi howled miserably, and then he was shocked to find that his injuries were so severe that he could hardly make a sound even if he wanted to speak.
Wang Xi was so anxious that he could only use his eyes to signal Wu Jinghua to leave quickly.
When Wu Jinghua saw Wang Xi winking at him, he thought Wang Xi was seriously injured and signaled him to rush over to save people, so he used his physical skills to the extreme.
"Ancestor Wang Xi, I'm here!"
Tears welled up in Wu Jinghua's eyes. After so many years, he finally looked forward to the return of his ancestors!
Although he did not practice the skills of Shu Zun's lineage, ancestor Wang Xi once taught them the basic training skills. They had practiced with Wang Xi for a period of time, so they had deep feelings for Wang Xi.
"The technique this person practices is actually from the Li Zun lineage. Today must be a lucky day for my Demon Dragon lineage!"
The hand had recovered at this moment. It ignored the old host and the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect who were injured by it, and instead patted Wang Xi directly.
In the eyes of the Demon Dragon Ancestor, only Wang Xi in this world is worthy of his attention, and no one else can catch his eye.
Come to think of it, Wang Xi was the one who stole the magic dragon fruit tree.
"Die, Wang Xi, don't worry, the remaining people from the human race will be with you soon!"
As long as the foundation of the human race is removed, these strong men in the battlefield of the heavens will be slowly killed one by one by the heavens and the world without backup!
By then, the human race will be completely extinct!
On the day when the human race is completely exterminated, everyone in the world will remember that it was the demon dragon clan that made the greatest contribution!
Thinking of this, the Demonic Dragon Ancestor far away in the world would laugh out loud.
"die!"
The hand slapped it down hard.
It was only at this moment that Wu Jinghua discovered the big hand in the void, and his face instantly turned pale.
Wang Xi closed his eyes, it was finished!
Is the human race really hopeless
If I had known this earlier, I should have let Master come back.
"By the way, luckily I brought Mr.'s calligraphy and paintings with me!"
Just when Wu Jinghua was so frightened that he almost peed in his pants, he suddenly remembered that there was a piece of writing written by Zhang Xuan in his storage ring.
Without any hesitation, Wu Jinghua flipped his hand, a word appeared, and he threw it out.
Seeing this, the hand casually smashed it into pieces.
Wu Jinghua smiled coldly, idiot.
"boom!"
The moment the hand smashed it, the word 'kill' on the paper was revealed.
A mighty killing intent suddenly filled the entire space.
The intense murderous intent made Wang Xi's eyes suddenly widen, not to mention the old host and the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Su Wuliang.
"This is... Master's calligraphy and painting!"
Could this be the calligraphy treasure left behind by Master
In this world, except Master, no one can understand the word so deeply and thoroughly.
But after realizing it, Wang Xi immediately rejected the speculation in his mind.
The artistic conception contained in this painting is much more powerful and terrifying than Master!
His eyes are about to pop out!
There are actually people in this world who have gone further than Master on the "word" path.
"Shu Zun! It's you..."
There was a sound coming from that hand, and the sound was filled with uncontrollable panic.
The mighty murderous intent spread across the sky, solidifying the surrounding void. The terrifying power made the entire sky tremble.
But in the blink of an eye, that big hand was crushed by the killing intent.
"Shu Zun, it is indeed you. Even if it is you, what can I do? I am not afraid of you even if you are here in person, let alone because it is just your handwriting!"
"Give it to me!"
After the words fell, boundless spiritual energy gathered here. In an instant, the spiritual energy nearby was as thick as liquid, forming an ocean.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the old host and Su Wuliang changed. They deeply realized the terror of the ancestor of the dragon.
The Demonic Dragon Ancestor is simply not something that ordinary people can resist. It can even be said that no one in the entire Immortal Realm can match him.
Ruined!
The Wuxian Realm is about to be destroyed!
Only now did they know what kind of enemies those sages had to face every day on the battlefields of the heavens.
However, in the next scene, they were shocked. The terrifying word "kill" appeared and directly annihilated the space of millions of miles around.
Within these millions of miles, it was as if they were forcibly divided into two by strong men, and hundreds of millions of creatures could not help but tremble.
The center point where the void was divided was the big hand, which was severed at the wrist.
Wu Jinghua was also stunned for a moment, then picked up the injured Wang Xi, tore through the void and escaped.
As for the old host and Su Wuliang, when he saw these two people, he did not kill them immediately because they were helping Ancestor Wang Xi.
At this moment, everyone in the entire Immortal Realm was kneeling on the ground, trembling.
However, at this moment, the demon dragon ancestor who was far away in the heavens spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes suddenly widened.
"Ancestor, what happened?"
The leader of the Demonic Dragon Clan noticed what had happened here and immediately appeared here, asking worriedly.
The Demonic Dragon Ancestor is the Sea-Dinging Needle of the Demonic Dragon Clan. If something happens to the Demonic Dragon Ancestor, other ethnic groups may immediately take action against them.
He clearly noticed that his ancestor's aura had become much weaker.
The Demonic Dragon Ancestor waved his hand to signal the Demonic Dragon Clan Leader to keep quiet. It was a matter of human clan territory, and he was afraid that he would be blocked by the powerful human race if he moved too slowly.
However, the Demonic Dragon Ancestor also had a trace of doubt in his heart. Who cut off his hand
This was a great opportunity, and he didn't want to let it go.
He hasn't figured out the coordinates of that place yet.
"No, we must not miss this opportunity!"
The Demonic Dragon Ancestor activated his secret technique to restore his big hand.
…
Small courtyard.
When Wu Jinghua took Wang Xi back to the courtyard, he was already dying.
"Sir, please save him!"
Wu Jinghua knelt on the ground.
Zhang Xuan immediately checked Wang Xi's pulse and frowned.
"Your relative is seriously injured."
As he said that, he took out the silver needles, his hands were like electricity, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Xi had more than a hundred silver needles inserted into his body.
Zhang Xuan secretly called this man lucky. Under the systematic teaching, his medical skills were not the best in the world, but they were definitely among the best.
He took out the pills that he had prepared long ago and fed Wang Xi to take them.
After doing all this, Zhang Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief.
Seeing Old Wu's nervous look, he smiled at Old Wu and said, "Don't worry, he's been rescued, but he may have to lie in bed for a while."
Everyone was shocked, especially Wu Jinghua, who knew best the extent of Wang Xi's injuries.
Not to mention that both body and soul were destroyed, but the soul was already incomplete and the blood was seriously damaged. Such injuries were actually saved by Zhang Xuan!
In this world, I am afraid that only Zhang Xuan can do it.