"Master, Shinichi found the fruit." Shinichi ran over with a red face and a black knife on his back, two fruits in his hands.
Black Emperor Zhenyue was deep in thought, then he opened his eyes and saw his disciple running towards him with a smile on his face, "Shinichi, practice hard and don't get distracted."
"I understand, teacher." Shinichi stretched out his hand, "Master, I'll give you the big one, and I'll just eat the small one."
For Shinichi, practicing outside with his master was very tiring, but he was extremely happy. This was a happiness he had never felt before.
He hopes to always be with his master and follow him wherever he goes.
Zhenyue touched her disciple's little head and said, "You must practice well, otherwise even if you find fruit for the master every day, the master will not be happy."
"Well, don't worry, master, Shinichi will definitely work hard to practice." Shinichi nodded heavily, with a bright and childish smile on his face.
Suddenly, Shinichi opened his eyes wide, raised his hand, and said in surprise: "Master, someone has appeared over there."
Zhenyue looked at it, frowning slightly, and saw a group of people wrapped in protective shields in the void gap in the distance, falling slowly.
This gap had appeared some time ago. At that time, he thought it was something, but since there was no movement, he never paid attention to it.
But now, someone came out of it, which made him wary.
"Shenichi, come behind me." Zhenyue said. He felt that the person who came was evil and had an inexplicable feeling.
"Yes, master." Shinichi hid behind the master, but his round eyes were secretly looking at the situation in the distance.
"Senior Brother Song, this is the land of the Origin Ancestor, and there are two natives over there." In the shield, a disciple was surprised when he saw two figures standing on the peak of the waterfall in the distance.
This was the first time he had come to the land of his ancestors and the first time he had seen the natives, so he was curious and at the same time had a feeling of superiority.
According to the records of the sect, there are very few strong men in the Origin Ancestor Land. They usually live in seclusion somewhere. After arriving with their strength, as long as they do not go to those seclusion places, they can basically walk sideways.
And when the sect's army arrives, even those strong ones will be nothing.
"It's a bit strange." Zhenyue frowned, slightly confused, as if she couldn't see through these people.
"Master, what's strange?" Shinichi asked.
Zhenyue, "Zhenyi, their breath is very strange, and the power contained in their bodies is not the power we need for practice."
At this moment, the shield fell, and the people inside walked towards Black Emperor Zhenyue.
"Indigenous people, when you see us coming, kneel down to greet us." Senior Brother Song's eyes were like an eagle, and he held a red sword in his arms. Although it was not unsheathed, the red sword seemed to be boiling with flames. The surrounding temperature became hot.
"Who are you?" Black Emperor Zhenyue asked, but her eyes were fixed on Senior Brother Song.
"Hmph, you natives are so ignorant. We are disciples of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Palace of Xuanwu, and I am the true disciple of the sect, Song Tiandao." Song Tiandao squinted his eyes and stared at the other party. For him, These natives are like ants, not worth mentioning.
Neither side can see through the other's cultivation level, because the power of cultivation is different and it is difficult to check the state.
"Haha, these two natives are funny. They don't show any fear when they see Senior Brother Song. Could it be that they don't know who Senior Brother Song is?"
"You can't blame them. How could these natives know that Senior Brother Song is a true disciple of the sect. He has a high position and powerful cultivation. He is a master of heavenly swordsmanship and can shock the world and weep ghosts and gods. Rumor has it that people who have seen Senior Brother Song use the sword, They are all dead, but these two natives can still look calm, that's because they don't know who we are."
The disciples who arrived were talking to each other. To them, these natives were really not very good.
According to the records of the sect, the natives of the land of origin are dull, ignorant, and have low cultivation.
If anything from the sect is taken out, it will arouse the curiosity of these natives.
Moreover, the sect came once thousands of years ago. Although there were strong people among the natives, they were finally suppressed by the supreme elders of the sect.
"Xuanwu Thirty-Three Heavens Palace?" Black Emperor Zhenyue was confused. He had never heard of this sect. At the same time, he found these people very strange, as if they were not from this world.
But all this doesn't matter anymore.
"Do you use a knife?" Zhenyue looked at the Song Tiandao and asked.
Song Tiandao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the black knife in the opponent's hand, and immediately laughed, "Yes, what? You still want to use that tattered black knife in your hand to fight with me?"
At this time, Black Emperor Zhenyue closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, a vast sword intent burst out.
"Use a knife, let's see if you are qualified to use a knife." In an instant, Zhenyue lowered the tip of the knife, and the black blade was glowing with light.
"Hahaha!"
At this moment, the disciples who arrived laughed, as if they had heard a big joke. They did not expect that this native would actually say these words to Senior Brother Song.
This is Senior Brother Song, a true disciple of the sect. His strength has reached the realm of refining gods and returning voids, and he is enough to look down on the crowd.
And they are only inner disciples, and their strength is only to refine qi and become gods.
"Hahahaha, funny, funny. I didn't expect that the natives are really so stupid as the sect said." Song Tiandao laughed and unsheathed his sword.
Suddenly, when the long sword was unsheathed, the sky turned red, as if it was burned by flames.
"This is Senior Brother Song's low-grade spiritual weapon, the Red Flame Sword. It is rumored that the sect's weapon refiner elder gathered the flames of heaven and earth to forge the spiritual weapon. When used, it can burn for three hundred miles. It is so powerful that it can become a sword spirit by itself. .”
The junior brothers are very envious of Senior Brother Song's spiritual weapon, but they are not strong enough and have no connection with these spiritual weapons.
"Aboriginal, you go ahead and make a move, otherwise you won't have a chance later." Song Tiandao said. With the spiritual weapon in hand, his strength has reached a higher level.
He didn't care about these natives from the bottom of his heart.
"Black meaning!"
Zhenyue shouted softly, and the black knife in his hand cut across the sky and the earth, and then suddenly sheathed it.
"What? Aboriginal, are you kidding me?" Song Tiandao was furious, but suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly.
The disciples who came around didn't know what happened, so they couldn't help laughing.
"This native is really funny. What does it mean to scratch him?"
"Hahaha, there is no movement, and there is no mana fluctuation. When senior brother takes action, the scene will be incredible."
Sudden!
Click!
The Red Flame Saber in Song Tiandao's hand shattered, and Song Tiandao's body standing there split into two halves with a snap, blood spurted out, and finally fell to the ground.
"What exactly is going on? How could this person be so weak?" Black Emperor Zhenyue was confused.
And those disciples who came were stunned when they saw this situation, "Master... senior brother."
They didn't expect that the senior brother would split into two halves.
Immediately, everyone reacted, and some even screamed. Some disciples took out jade tokens, injected mana in a panic, and contacted the deacon.
"Help, help, Senior Brother Song is dead, these natives are too scary."
"Come and save us. We have to go back. The natives here are so cruel. We don't even know what's going on."
Panic cries resounded.
Shinichi was afraid to look at the situation ahead, "Master, what happened to them?"
"Too weak, not worthy of using a knife at all." Zhenyue said disdainfully. Anyone who uses a knife, regardless of whether he has a grudge or not, will challenge the other person and use the black knife in his hand to prove whether the other person is qualified to use the knife.
But unfortunately, that person just now has no qualifications at all.
'Black Intent' is one of the moves he has mastered during this period. It is based on the black sword and can be slashed with one strike, enough to destroy everything. He practiced so hard just to challenge Lin Fan.
"Quickly, we have come to the place where the strong indigenous people live in seclusion. Get out of here quickly. Only the elders of the sect can kill these kind of indigenous people."
This group of disciples panicked, and they remembered that this might be the strong indigenous man the sect said.
At the same time, they also regretted very much, how could they end up in such a place.
But there is no choice but to escape quickly. If you continue to stay, the consequences will be disastrous.
"If you are not from here, then you are an alien. You are aboriginal, which makes people very uncomfortable." Zhenyue's eyes flashed with knife intent, and suddenly, the void shook slightly.
And those disciples only felt as if their whole bodies were locked by something.
"Run for your life, this native is a cultivator at the peak of Refining God and Returning the Void, and we are no match for him at all."
But when these words came out.
To these disciples, it was as if their bodies had been torn apart by something sharp, turning into flesh and blood instantly and collapsing to the ground.
Even if they were wearing dharma robes and precious robes, they were unable to withstand it and all of them were torn apart.
After dealing with these strange guys, Zhenyue turned and left.
Shinichi followed behind, chasing and shouting, "Master, wait for me."
Unknown world.
The deacon's expression was dull. He didn't know how many jade signs there were for asking for help.
"Where have they gone? In the land of the Origin Ancestor, even if there are strong people, there can't be so many of them."
"No, if this happens, report it to the elders immediately."
He found that things were somewhat different.
A large number of disciples descended, but the jade plaques asking for help kept coming, which meant that something happened in the land of the Origin Ancestor.
The inner disciples simply couldn't hold on, so they could only let the stronger disciples enter the Origin Ancestor Land to see what was going on.
PS: I drank too much, so I reluctantly updated one, but I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I was typing on the keyboard. I’ll make up for the chapters tomorrow. I’m going to have some chicken first, I have to relax, and then go to bed. Everyone loves me so much, so they will definitely understand. My, I love you, okay.