The rosary in Xiao Naihe's hand interacted with his spirit, as if responding to a flesh-and-blood aura.
In the eyes of others, this rosary is a peerless treasure, but in Xiao Naihe's eyes, the rosary represents the cause and effect of his previous life.
His cause and effect must never be allowed to fall into the hands of others.
But he also knew that everyone wanted to get this rosary.
During the Bei Nanyi era, he cultivated to the point of unity of origin and refined the six-path true body. The strength of his physical body can compete with almost any master of unity of origin in the world.
Back then, he was able to defeat the nine most powerful men in the God Realm in a row because of his own physical strength.
Even after he exploded his golden body, the strong wind formed by the golden body condensed into a rosary. The power of essence contained in this rosary was enough to restore Xiao Naihe to the peak state of his previous body.
But in the hands of others, this rosary is nothing more than a ninth-grade treasure.
"No need to talk nonsense, let's go together."
Xiao Naihe said slightly and returned to his original extremely calm appearance.
The green light brewed in the rosary echoed with Xiao Naihe's soul, and immediately merged into Xiao Naihe's eyebrows, and disappeared in a breath.
"I heard that you are the Holy Son of the Third Cultivator, and I also know that you have two eighth-grade magic weapons in your hands. But if you don't hand over these treasures today, let alone the Holy Son, you will be regarded as the top one in the Nine Heavens Divine Realm. If a strong person descends to earth, he will surely die."
Ren Shennian's eyes burst out with intense light.
Among hundreds of cultivators, he is one of the two masters of the late eighth level.
The other one is named Zhu Feixiong. This person has practiced for more than 7,000 years. He entered the late eighth level 500 years ago. His power has reached nearly 600 billion divine thoughts, which is three points stronger than that of Renshen.
"Even if a ninth-level master comes down to earth today, he will definitely die. Surrounded by hundreds of creators, twelve eighth-level cultivators, and our two late eighth-level practitioners. Even the ancient 'saint' will be reborn temporarily. Avoid the edge."
At this time, among the hundreds of cultivators, everyone's desire to fight was aroused to the extreme, and they were extremely confident.
The smoke formed by all the energy and blood suddenly rushed into the earth's crust, as if to connect the entire world to form a free space.
"The ancient 'saint' is reborn and wants to avoid the edge for a while? It's true that you don't know the height of the sky when you are in the forest, and you don't know the depth of the earth when you are in the sea."
Xiao Naihe snorted coldly, and a white light burst out from the top of his head, violently forming a series of forbidden barriers.
This brilliance is the defensive barrier formed by the 'Falling Snow World', covering Xiao Naihe's body, and the auras expelled by the hundreds of strong men in front of him can almost transform the entire underground into a dark hell.
But Xiao Naihe's expression remained unchanged in the barrier, as if his expression did not change even if the sky collapsed.
"Brother Xiao, if you hand over this treasure, we can share a piece of the pie with you."
Mu Han's eyes flashed with greed.
"That's right, Holy Son Xiao, everyone has a share in the rare treasures sent from heaven. Don't do anything you shouldn't do for this rare treasure."
Yuhuqing also joined in the beating.
"I, Xiao Naihe, have never been threatened by anyone. Back then, even the supreme masters from the Nine Heavens Divine Realm couldn't do anything to me. Since I dare to fight even the heavens and the gods, if you want the rosary, come together. If you can’t kill me today, no one can leave.”
At this time, Xiao Naihe had murderous intentions. Facing the auras of hundreds of powerful men, strong blood and energy suddenly surged in his body, as if the whole thing was integrated into the underground core.
Boom boom boom!
All the molten liquid was boiling and hot, and the heat was rolling in. The majestic murderous intention suddenly burst out from Xiao Naihe's body.
"What? There are at least hundreds of creators in the field now, twelve masters of the eighth level, and there are two late eighth levels. Not to mention the third cultivation saint son, even if the ancient 'sage' is really reborn, Even if you are afraid, you have to be careful, Xiao Naihe, how capable are you that you dare to say such a thing?"
Yuhuqing was shocked, and then his face changed slightly, becoming extremely ferocious.
"Since you want to die, I will help you. Let me find out whether the so-called Holy Son of Three Cultivations has lived up to his reputation."
A peak creator smiled coldly, straightened his figure, and jumped up like a flying eagle.
"Heaven and earth are shattered!"
The fist intention, as sharp as the sword intention, broke into Xiao Naihe's face in an instant.
At this moment, all the heat was mixed together by this fist. The invincible Creator, swallowed up by hundreds of billions of divine thoughts, tried to destroy all the defensive barriers on Xiao Naihe's body.
"die!"
Suddenly, Xiao Naihe punched out.
Without even looking at the Creator, the divine wheel behind him rotated slightly, and the overwhelming divine power immediately condensed into a ball.
He moved his hands and punched into his vagina.
The heat waves that had been dispersed in all directions gathered together, and the whistling fist wind came directly from all directions at this time.
"Wheel of Life and Death!"
The outline of the 'Great Divine Wheel of All Heavens' hit the Creator in front of him hard.
In less than a breath, the Creator was smashed into pieces. He didn't even have time to scream. Xiao Naihe swallowed up the space in his body, grabbed all the spiritual thoughts, and absorbed them into the void. .
"What?"
Sss…
Suddenly, everyone present took a breath of air.
Xiao Naihe killed a Creator with one punch. This method was simply earth-shattering.
Yu Huqing's face was even more horrified. Even now, at the early stage of the eighth level, he did not dare to say that he could directly blow a peak creator into powder in one blow.
"This boy is indeed at the eighth level, and the power that the punch burst out just now is definitely at the late eighth level. With two eighth-level Taoist weapons, I am afraid that if you want to capture him today, you will have to pay a huge price. "
Mu Han rolled his eyes, and his mind began to work rapidly.
His eyes moved slightly, and he saw other people's expressions also changing.
I'm afraid that Xiao Naihe suddenly launched an attack just now and smashed the peak creator with one move and reduced him to rubble, which made others feel deep fear.
Even if they knew that so many people were united, no matter how powerful the eighth-level master was, they would definitely die.
But there are definitely many people who will be involved and even die.
No one wanted to be the scapegoat, and for a while no one dared to be the first one.
Because everyone knows that the first person to get on will definitely die!
"Who else is coming?"
Xiao Naihe stood between the earth's crust, with lava rolling under his feet, as if he were an invincible god!
Author's digression: Thanks to book friend Sun Gang for his support.