The First Immortal of Ancient Times

"You don't even want to live as a demon?"

On a hilltop to the west of Qingming Mountain, a beautiful woman in a black dress was standing. →

She stood in the wind, her clothes fluttering, her eyes looking ahead at the wave of hundreds of thousands of monsters, the cold air surging!

"No matter how talented a child is, it is useless if his IQ is insufficient. He will die sooner or later, and there is no point in cultivating him at all!"

After saying that, the beautiful woman in black dress turned around and wanted to leave!

"Ning Great Sword Master!"

Elder Wang and Shangguan Jia quickly stood in front of her.

"Please Great Sword Lord, take another look! As long as there is a fight, Yun Xiao will definitely be able to catch your eye." Elder Wang said quickly.

"What are you fighting for? There are only three thousand Green Soul Sword Cultivators who are guarding the gate of Mortal Realm. Why don't you come to this demon lair because you don't want to live long?" The beautiful woman in black dress smiled contemptuously, "Don't tell me this is called young blood. This is a trick to deceive children. Those who are brave and unintelligent will be killed sooner or later. It is a purely retarded act and is boring! "

After saying that, she frowned and looked at the two men in front of her!

One of the two was fat and the other was rough. Standing together with a charming lady like her, it was really quite clear.

"Go away."

Her tone was very soft, but anyone who knew her well knew that she would not be polite if these two "inferior men" in her eyes were to get entangled again.

A trip in vain!

Moreover, it is still a waste of time with these two low-quality men.

She was speechless!

Elder Wang and Shangguan Jia looked at each other.

"well!"

They could only bow their heads and sigh, no longer daring to stop him.

"Yun Xiao once represented Jiange in the championship. He picked off one hundred and twenty people and killed them all!" Shangguan Jia muttered in a low voice.

laugh!

The beautiful woman in the black dress chuckled slightly, looked a little dismissively, her delicate body escaped into the wind, and walked away in the blink of an eye.

"We're all here, just pretend to be cool and leave, really!" Shangguan Jia said helplessly.

"You are worthy of being the woman who threw Xuanran into Qinghun right after she was born and whom I haven't seen once in twenty-two years!" Elder Wang was indignant.

But, no way!

They can't stop people.

"Forget it, let's look at Yun Xiao!" Shangguan Jia said.

"Yes! I believe him, we won't ask for help! We rely on ourselves!" Elder Wang looked at the three thousand sword cultivators, his blood already boiling.

"Let's come too!"

The two of them looked at the green flag of Qingming Mountain, gritted their teeth, hatred surged in their eyes, and left with their swords to support them!

"I really don't want to tell Xiaoran that her mother didn't even look at her after she came..."

Elder Wang looked at Zhao Xuanran and sighed in his heart!

They enter!

"Why are you two here?" Li Chenlong asked loudly.

Elder Wang gritted his teeth and recounted the story.

When everyone heard this, they were speechless!

"Has she been here?" A female voice trembled slightly.

Everyone looked around and saw Zhao Xuanran looking blankly to the west, but there was nothing there.

"Xiao Ran, there's no need!" Elder Wang said seriously.

"I know!" Zhao Xuanran lowered his eyebrows, with a trace of hatred flashing in his eyes. She quickly raised her head, looked at the hundred thousand demons, and said coldly: "I'm here to kill demons today, and I don't need to ask her for anything. "

As soon as she finished speaking, a hand gently patted her shoulder.

Zhao Xuanran turned around and saw that it was Yun Xiao.

There is no daylight in the Northern Wilderness, but the young man seems to have sunshine on his body, shining on the three thousand Green Soul Sword Cultivators!

He is the light of this moment!

"It's her regret that she missed the exciting plot." Yun Xiao's words were full of indelible faith.

"Yes!" Zhao Xuanran looked at him tenderly, "Junior brother Yun, senior sister will accompany you!"

"Okay!" Yun Xiao nodded.

He turned around suddenly!

At this moment, the ferocious thoughts of the one hundred thousand demons in front of them were surging into the sky, and countless ferocious murderous intentions had already formed waves of demonic mist, rushing toward their three thousand sword cultivators!

"Yue Xian and the ten eight-hundred-year-old demon kings, as well as thousands of demons who can transform, have all disappeared." Yun Xiao frowned.

"This is their tactic!" Zhao Xuanran said with hatred.

"Tactics?"

"Yes! Northern Wilderness is a place of resentment. Everything can breed into monsters. The most indispensable thing here is little monsters! Three years ago, the Demon Emperor of Northern Wilderness relied on the lives of 20,000 little monsters to kill my father and seven senior brothers. Senior sister's mana was exhausted, so she took action against them!" Blood-red hatred surged in Zhao Xuanran's beautiful eyes.

Qingming Mountain is right in front of you!

Tens of thousands of demons besieged eight people!

This is the pain in Jiange’s heart!

"Demons are different from people. People are afraid of death, but little demons have not yet developed their intelligence and are best manipulated..." Chen Dong said solemnly.

"Yue Xian and those demon kings are now dormant deep in Qingming Mountain. They are just waiting for us to fight until we are exhausted, and then they will swarm us!"

One hundred thousand little demons!

Even if there are three thousand sword cultivators, it will take a long time to kill!

This so-called tactic is despicable and very effective!

This is the demon tide tactic of the demons of the Northern Wilderness!

There are only a handful of mortals who can become sword cultivators. →

And the monsters in the Northern Wilderness are endless!

Because of this, even the people of Wan Jianhai would think that coming to the Demon Nest for a decisive battle is a retard!

Looking at the endless 100,000 demons and the 3,000 Green Soul Sword Cultivators filled with passion and hatred, I still feel a sense of powerlessness in my heart at this moment.

There are really too many!

When will the killing last?

Humans are not made of steel, and their magic power is limited. Who can fight his way through without dying?

That Moon Fairy is a cunning and cunning fox demon!

She is not moral at all!

"kill--!"

On Qingming Mountain, the demonic mist rolled, shrouded the one hundred thousand demons, and penetrated into the bodies of those demons!

One hundred thousand demons, with scarlet eyes, looking like crazy!

Under the cold and contemptuous command of Yuexian, 100,000 demons roared and howled, making ghosts and wolves howl, rushing towards the three thousand sword cultivators!

Boom boom boom!

For a moment, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, the sky was dark, and the sun and the moon were dark!

Demon fog, fierce blood, filthy poison, and ghost wind came overwhelmingly.

Every little demon used his hands and feet, grinned, and had no fear of death. There was only greed, hunger, and violence in his eyes!

At this moment, the terror of the demons was like pouring a basin of cold water on the three thousand Qinghun sword cultivators.

Even people with faith like Cai Maomao and Qin Tong, looking at the terrifying scene of 100,000 fierce demons rushing in front of them, the hands holding the swords trembled a little under the shaking of the earth and mountains!

Fortunately, the white shadow in front of them was fixed in front of the crowd, stabilizing the people's hearts and the will to fight!

Yun Xiao looked ahead, his eyes were extremely calm!

"You fly on the sword!" He said suddenly.

"Fly the sword?!"

Everyone was tense and did it immediately.

Buzz buzz buzz!

One by one, the Green Soul Sword Cultivators flew up into the sky with their swords!

After they were airborne, they felt much more relaxed, because among the 100,000 monsters, only more than 1,000 could fly!

Three years ago!

Zhao Jianxing and the Seven Sword Pavilion could not escape by flying the sword because Yuexian had summoned all the flying monsters in the Northern Wilderness to kill them, and almost all of them were killed!

The predecessors paved the way, and now the situation is different when these 3,000 descendants come to the Northern Wilderness.

"We fly the sword, and these 100,000 monsters can't do anything to us!"

Cai Maomao burst into tears immediately.

It was his brother!

"They killed all the monsters that could fly..."

How heroic was that day?

Thinking of them, the 3,000 Green Soul Sword Cultivators felt a burning fire in their hearts!

"The problem is, we can't kill monsters even if we use our sword spirits to fly the sword?"

How can we fight a life-and-death battle?

And flying the sword also consumes mana!

"Wait, someone didn't fly with a sword!"

As soon as these words came out, three thousand sword cultivators were in an uproar!

They looked down and saw a white shadow standing firmly in front of the 100,000 demons!

"Junior Brother Yun!"

Even Zhao Xuanran didn't expect that he would use his body and the power of a sword to stop 100,000 demons!

"What kind of courage is this?!" Li Chenlong was shocked.

"Xiaoran, what realm has he reached in the past three days?" Chen Dong asked in a trembling voice.

"I don't know..."

Zhao Xuanran stared at the white shadow blankly, her heart was surging.

She only knew that when he opened the treasure pavilion, he directly locked himself in.

Three days later, the treasure pavilion opened!

After he came out of seclusion, Zhao Xuanran took a look inside.

The Qinghun Treasure Pavilion was empty!

The young man touched his head at the time and smiled embarrassedly: "Don't worry, senior sister, the interest is still calculated at 50,000!"

He will pay it back!

Zhao Xuanran didn't know why he took away the foundation accumulated by Qinghun for hundreds of years!

Anyway, she promised to keep it secret!

And she also promised that no matter what he did today, she would cooperate and never act on impulse.

"Go and help Yun Xiao!"

Many people were shocked when they saw this and shouted hurriedly.

"No need!" Zhao Xuanran shouted and immediately stopped other sword cultivators.

Everyone looked at her in unison, their eyes full of confusion.

"Senior Sister Zhao..."

"Leave it to him first! Wait for him to give the order, and we will go up later!" Zhao Xuanran said resolutely.

"Yes!"

Three thousand sword cultivators nodded.

One person, one sword, kill one round first?

Their eyes were burning with fire, and they looked at the young man in white with passion!

The blood was boiling!

"One hundred thousand little demons, but one hundred thousand mortal warriors, want to hurt my junior brother Yun?" Cai Maomao roared.

"Kill!"

As they shouted in unison, the young man was already waving his sword, like a fairy in the sword!

Three thousand green souls control the sky!

He fought against 100,000 demons in Qingming alone!

In front, the wind was howling and the dark clouds covered the moon!

Some of those fierce and ferocious faces were completely beasts, some were half-human and half-beast, and some were filthy and demonic!

Yun Xiao's white clothes were flying, and he held his sword horizontally!

The immortal of creation, a generation of divine face!

Such a scene is enough to make everyone present remember it for a lifetime!

Hundreds of thousands of demons in white clothes and green sword!

Who in the world doesn't know Yun Xiao?

"Come!"

Yun Xiao stepped on the ground and rushed out suddenly!

The ground of Qingming Mountain broke apart!

White clothes are like demons!

The green sword in his hand flew out with one sword!

The flying sword flashed with a swallow's tail!

This first flying sword instantly penetrated eight thousand feet!

Within eight thousand feet, there were rocks, soil, and demons!

No matter what it was, it was instantly pierced by the flying sword!

Rocks exploded, and corpses and blood flew into the sky!

With one sword, he cut a bloody path straight through Qingming Mountain!

"So strong!!"

Seeing this, the three thousand Qinghun sword cultivators had burning eyes and were shocked!

What realm is he in?

Everyone wants to know, but no one knows!

Ding!

The scary thing is that when the flying sword returned to his hand, it was not stained with any blood!

It was all sucked up by the sword spirit!

The flying sword spun like a storm in his hand, and the twenty-nine layers of sword energy were like twenty-nine green dragons, and a black sword ring was like a demon surrounding it!

"This is not just a sword spirit, it is a nightmare that devours life!" Cai Maomao said in shock.

The three thousand people watched Yun Xiao kill the flying sword again and again!

One sword!

Another sword!

The sword cut out an eight thousand foot bloody path!

Wherever the flying sword went, the demons burst into blood, the corpses were gone, and the blood flowed like a river!

At least thousands died in the battle!

The scary thing is that the 100,000 demons have not yet rushed to Yun Xiao!