Chapter 79 Ghost Face, Green-clothed Woman
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The moment he refined the Azure Lotus, Chu Xiu's mind was drawn to a strange space. There, he saw Yan Nantian, Xue Yueqing and others, and of course, Su Wanqiu was among them.
After refining the Azure Lotus, the strange space began to collapse.
Since this strange space does not exist in the ancient history, Chu Xiu must use the power of the Azure Lotus to bring Su Wanqiu and others back. However, this process is extremely difficult for Chu Xiu, and he needs to spend a lot of energy. If he is not careful, Su Wanqiu and others may disappear forever in the long river of time.
Chu Xiu killed Diao Hai Weng with his absolute strength, intending to shock all the immortals present, and doing so was also a helpless move. Otherwise, with his fierce character, anyone who had attacked him would be crushed to ashes by him.
His goal was achieved, Diao Hai Weng was hit to ashes by him, and even a trace of his soul could not escape, and he fell completely.
This scene was like a basin of ice water poured on everyone's heart.
Whether it was the Immortal Kings of the major forces or the Immortal Venerables, their eyes looking at Chu Xiu gradually became solemn, and then turned into fear.
That's right, it was fear.
Diao Hai Weng was a famous Immortal Venerable strongman in the prehistoric universe. It can be said that as long as the Quasi-Immortal Emperor did not take action, no one could kill him. This was also a fact recognized by everyone present.
However, as powerful as Diao Hai Weng was killed by the black-robed young man in front of him with a punch. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought that everything they saw was an illusion. Shock, disbelief, horror and other emotions surged like a river and sea.
In the outside world, a trace of emotional fluctuations emitted by an Immortal Venerable can affect the celestial phenomena of a large area of the starry sky. The violent emotional fluctuations of dozens of Immortal Venerables present gathered together, and the strange phenomenon caused could no longer be described as terrifying. If there were no restrictions here, the entire Tianjian Secret Realm would be destroyed by the emotional fluctuations of the Immortal Venerables in an instant.
Chu Xiu's lips moved slightly, and he said lightly: "One"
He began to count down. If there are still people who don't know what's good for them, he doesn't mind killing another immortal.
"Daoyou, I have no intention of competing with you for the Creation Blue Ping. Let's go now..." Cang Fu screamed. Like Diao Hai Weng, he was also one of the immortals who attacked Chu Xiu.
Thirty thousand years ago, he and Diao Hai Weng explored a secret place left by a powerful human. The two fought for the opportunity. The battle lasted for hundreds of years and ended with Cang Fu's defeat and escape.
Since then, he knew that Diao Hai Weng was more than one level stronger than him.
However, even Diao Hai Weng couldn't take Chu Xiu's punch, so what virtue did Cang Fu have to snatch treasures from such an existence?
Fearing that Chu Xiu would settle accounts with him, Cang Fu's hideous face was full of smiles. He turned and sank into the black cloud, quickly going away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Under the leadership of Cang Fu, one by one, the immortals stood up to express their opinions, and then turned and fled, fearing that Chu Xiu would change his mind and leave them behind.
Some immortals who hid their auras and hid in the periphery left quietly one by one in the face of Chu Xiu's threat.
Chu Xiu stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent, and did not stop the immortals from leaving.
"Did you see it? Did you see it? That's my master, my great and invincible master."
"There are millions of immortals in the sky, and they all bowed their heads when they saw my master..."
"What do you mean by invincible? This is fucking invincible." Xiao Jinpeng shouted excitedly. If the timing was not wrong, he would have turned into the Soul Devouring Kunpeng and roared to the sky.
Whether it was the Immortal Caiwei or the Weiming Girl, it seemed that they did not hear Xiao Jinpeng's shouting at this time. They stared blankly at the slender and majestic figure, their red lips slightly parted, and they were so shocked that they couldn't say a word. After a long time, Wei Ming Nu finally fixed her beautiful eyes on the Immortal Master Cai Wei: "Have you ever seen an Immortal Master stronger than him?"
Hearing this, Immortal Master Cai Wei retracted his gaze, shook his head, and smiled bitterly: "Diao Hai Weng is very strong, very strong. Looking at the entire prehistoric universe, there are no more than two hands of Immortal Masters who can rival him."
"In countless years of human race, only one Yan Nantian has emerged who can rival him. However, Diao Hai Weng was killed by this man with one punch. I'm afraid this man's strength has reached an incredible level."
Wei Ming Nu was distracted for a while, and then laughed out loud again, laughing so hard that she bent over, not caring about her image at all. Until Immortal Master Cai Wei cast a surprised look at her. She put away her smile, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked into the eyes of Immortal Master Cai Wei. Immortal Master Cai Wei instantly understood the reason for her laughter from Wei Ming Nu's eyes. Immediately, she also laughed.
Only Xiao Jinpeng was completely confused, wondering why these two women suddenly went crazy.
As a soul-devouring Kunpeng born in the Tianjian Secret Realm, Xiao Jinpeng certainly didn't know how the Immortal Master Caiwei and the Weiming Girl felt now.
The reason why the Immortal Master Caiwei was excited and happy was because Chu Xiu's appearance meant that the legend had become a reality, and the human race would return to the top of the prehistoric universe in the near future. And the Weiming Girl was so out of control because she saw the hope of reviving her parents in Chu Xiu.
Three breaths of time had passed.
Almost all the immortal masters surrounding Chu Xiu had fled.
Only a green-clothed woman with a bronze ghost mask on her face stood barefoot in the air, and she had no intention of leaving from beginning to end. The two confronted each other from a distance, and no one spoke first.
Chu Xiu's deep dark eyes stared at the woman in green quietly, her crystal hair moved without wind, and her body was full of purple and gold Dao rhyme. The time and space where the two were located were constantly overlapping, and the distance between them seemed endlessly far away, but also as if they were right in front of them, and they could touch each other with just a casual stretch of their hands.
Chu Xiu, who had broken through to the Great Perfection of the Immortal Venerable, felt threatened by this woman in green for the first time. "Die!!!" Chu Xiu's face was grim, his thin lips slightly parted, and he spit out two words coldly, and then he suddenly raised his hand and punched out a punch that contained the rhythm of all things returning to one.
Boom! Boom! The surging fist wind burst out, as if to completely crush this world, and the domineering momentum of the world spread to the surroundings, as if this punch was enough to crush the universe into dust. However, facing such a shocking punch, the green-clothed woman slowly raised her slender white right palm, which was as white as jade, with a faint light flowing between her fingers, and she calmly met Chu Xiu's earth-shattering punch.
The moment the fists and palms met, there was no scene of earth-shattering as imagined by everyone, no landslides, no changes in the wind and clouds, and even no sound was made, as if time had stopped at this moment. But under the seemingly calm appearance, there was a force that was enough to overturn a world colliding and interweaving with each other.
The picture froze for a moment.
The green-clothed woman's delicate body shook slightly, her eyebrows raised, and a subtle surprise flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes. Chu Xiu was like being hit hard, and he felt that his punch was not hitting a white and soft palm, but like hitting an ancient sacred mountain that stood at the beginning of the world. The recoil force made his blood surge violently in his body.
"You are definitely not an Immortal Lord..." Chu Xiu suppressed the discomfort in his body, staring at the woman in green, his heart gradually sinking.
