My mythical world

"No, I have to rush back. I can't just watch my apprentice die!"

Zhao Gongming gritted his teeth, sat down and Black Tiger roared, intending to turn around and go back, but Bixiao held his eldest brother tightly.

"Brother, don't let Shen Ji down!"

After saying that, he ignored Zhao Gongming's struggle and just wrapped him up and fled towards Penglai Island.

"Junior brother, why was the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation broken?"

Sensing the change in the formation, Wen Zhong arrived belatedly on Mo Qilin. When he saw the Shen Ji covered in blood, the Grand Master was shocked. He looked down and saw the corpses of the famous Golden Immortals of Chan Cult lying at his feet.

Huhu——

The wind and clouds surged, and dense purple air fell from the sky. The soldiers of the two armies who were fighting stopped their weapons in unison, and millions of soldiers looked up to the sky together.

At this moment, an old man riding a green bull slowly descended from the nine heavens. Under the hooves of the green bull, the purple air paved the way. The indescribable temperament of the old man made the people tremble and the world surrendered.

I scanned the vast land with indifferent eyes. The soldiers of both armies seemed to be seen through by him at a glance. In an instant, he understood the truth.

The Supreme Master's eyes finally fell on Mengru Shenji, who was stained red with blood. Based on his Supreme Master's state of mind, he felt that this boy was so bold that he wanted to destroy the Sage Cult by himself.

"No one can escape from the killing calamity, but junior, you have killed so many of my junior disciples. Even if I let you go today, he will definitely make you irrecoverable."

"Haha." Mengru Shenji flicked the scarlet sword in her hand, stuck it on the ground, and said nonchalantly:

"I have no intention of living today, Saint Taiqing. In your eyes, we may be just like ants with other people, and we are not even qualified to be your pawns.

But under the great catastrophe, all living beings are equal. You and the Chan sect are only allowed to massacre all the immortals of our Jie sect and destroy our sect's orthodoxy. You are not allowed to be so bold as to massacre the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect and destroy the Yuanshi sect? ! "

"I just hate that there are still these four left, otherwise today's teaching tradition will really be destroyed in my hands. I don't know what Yuanshi Tianzun will look like when he comes back, hahahaha!"

The unruly and arrogant words of the dream goddess resounded throughout the battlefield. They were completely different from his previous frivolous and playful attitude. These words were fearless and directly called the name of the saint. He was not afraid of heaven or earth. He had already broken the jar. , the worst is to be shattered to pieces.

Now that the master and others are still on the run, he wants to get involved more. If he dies, it is better than the death of the master and the three aunts.

Have you ever remembered the eternal vows written under the stars?

"This is the first time I have seen such an arrogant and inhumane person."

Finally, Xuandu untied the rope and freed himself from the restraints. Guangchengzi stood up tremblingly and pointed at him and scolded him.

The other three Golden Immortals also turned pale, not only because their cultivation was abolished, but also because of the psychological impact of their brothers being massacred by the juniors they looked down upon in front of them.

"Have all the disciples of Jiejiao escaped?"

I glanced at him and saw that only the stranger and Grand Master Wen Zhong were left in charge. Everyone else fled far away.

"Since you have implicated all the causes and effects on yourself today, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After I finished speaking, I gently raised my right hand, as if I wanted to take action, but at this moment a powerful voice suddenly came.

"Sage Taiqing, today's matter is a struggle between me, the Jie Jiao, and the Immortal Chan Jiao. If you take action personally, I am afraid that you are bullying the smaller ones. As the leader of the Human Sect, you should set an example for the world."

Wen Zhong rode Mo Qilin and shouted to the sky. He had figured out the situation just now. It seemed that he had sensed the arrival of the saint. Junior Brother Shenji asked the elders to escape first, and then he went on a killing spree to slaughter the Golden Immortal of the Chan Cult. All kinds of causes and effects entangled him. All in one.

Wen Zhong's words of encouragement to prevent Taiqing Saint from taking action did not change my expression. On the contrary, Xuandu's expression changed in vain, and he hurriedly rebuked:

"Arrogant, how can you judge what a saint does?"

Wen Zhong, you should never say anything. The teacher's attack this time was originally just to destroy you and other immortals. As soon as your words came out, it simply expanded the scope. Xuandu was secretly anxious. One of them is his master. Next to him is the human race he was born into.

I glanced at the current Grand Master with calm eyes. He stopped talking nonsense and slowly stretched out his right hand and pressed down.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Seeing that Saint Taiqing seemed to want to kill the Grand Master as well, the faces of the generals of the Shang Dynasty changed drastically, and they raised their weapons one after another. Some generals even shouted:

"As a saint of heaven and earth, he should be impartial and neutral. How can he interfere in our human wars? If the great bullies the small, then if the saint is not a saint, we will attack the saint!"

As soon as these words came out, a Chengtang warrior was infected. They were ignorant and fearless, and only respected the Grand Master who was the commander-in-chief of the three armies. Although they knew that the leader saint of the Immortal Sect was very strong, they had no specific idea.

On the contrary, Wen Zhong had been in the army for decades, and his disciples did not know how to fight back. The prestige of the grand master in the army was much louder than the name of a vague saint. In an instant, each soldier raised his long sword high and shouted:

"Not holy!"

"Not holy!"

The roar of millions of heroes shook the sky, and their ambition could collapse mountains and cut off rivers. At this moment, the deafening battle roar of the army soared into the sky, and gods and ghosts made changes.

At this moment, even the Heavenly Demon and the Golden Immortal will be smashed to pieces in front of this kind of human military power!

Xuandu's face changed drastically and he shouted: "You are so crazy today, how dare you even tarnish the name of a saint?!"

However, it was already too late for him to remind me. Above the sky, I still had the same expression as Gu Jing, but the palm he pressed was a little heavier and the range was wider.

"Oops."

In an instant, Xuandu only had this thought in his mind.

Mengru Shenji straightened her spine and looked up, only to see a giant palm covering the sky above her, covering all her sight. He closed his eyes with a smile. Master and the three apprentices should be safe.

The next moment, my vision went dark, and a long-lost system voice appeared in my mind, [Ding, you are dead and are permanently exiting "All Worlds: Prehistoric". Do you have no regrets in the game? 】

Mengru Shenji, whose consciousness was rapidly fading from the wilderness, smiled and replied:

"No regrets, it's really a short but wonderful second life."

Click.

In China, on the outskirts of Dachang City, a handsome young man suddenly opened his eyes in front of his computer chair. He looked at the desktop and saw that the "Prehistoric" game icon that had been automatically installed was being automatically deleted.

The young man stood up, stretched out, and smiled with relief: "What a great erotic dream, Wuhen."

Looking around the bedroom, the white walls are covered with ancient posters, all of which are British portraits of Immortal Jie Jiao. The most eye-catching one is the poster of Fairy Sanxiao posted in the center.

The young man looked down and saw a cute Q version of Yunxiao figure that he bought online and was out of stock on the computer desktop.

"You, you, I finally understand your cause and effect. Please don't interfere in the conferring of gods and calamities in the future. I gave up the opportunity of immortality for you."

The young man smiled and stretched out his fingers to flick the Yunxiao figure. The figure shook back and forth like a roly-poly, seeming to be smiling in response.

Pulling open the tightly sealed curtains and pushing open the small window, a ray of warm sunlight shone in. The young man took a deep breath and took a good smell of the fresh air that he had not seen for a long time.

"Zhong'er, wake up? Do you want to come down and have some porridge? It's just hot."

My mother's call came from the first floor, and the young man said "here we come" and turned around happily and went downstairs, without a trace of gloom on his back.