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What?

Wu Fengzi and others, who had murdered Lin Xun at first, all changed in this moment.

That wicked beast got out of trouble!

With a buzz, their brains almost exploded.

As soon as the mysterious power that helped Lin Xun walked away, the weapon spirit of the Wuyi Spirit Bow escaped from the back foot, which made Wu Fengzi and others feel like they were collapsed.

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The Divine Fusang Tree was dim, and its branches and leaves showed a gray color. The previous order of the Great Emperor had taken away most of its power, and it was impossible to suppress the spirit of the Wuyi Spirit Bow.

At this time, that figure stood on the ground, laughing wildly in the sky, and the fierce killing intent was like a surging tide, overwhelming the sky.

Looking closely, he looked like an extremely handsome young man, but his beard and hair showed a grayish-white color, and his pair of eyes were like swirling black holes, flowing with a frightening light.

"Little master, borrow the big bow!"

When the gray-haired boy looked at Lin Xun, he bowed and saluted with a touch of deference.

This is equivalent to a recognition of Lin Xun's identity.

In other words, from the moment Lin Xunsha entered the Sunset Valley and rescued him, he had recognized this young man.

"Take it!"

Lin Xun threw it casually, and both the Wudi Ling Bow and Bi Luo Arrow swept out, and were caught in the palm of the gray-haired boy.

hum!

The gray-haired boy twitched the bowstring with his index finger, and his voice was agitated, like the wind and thunder.

There was excitement, trance, and joy in his eyes, and he murmured: "I... finally killed the world again, Mowu old man... Just wash your neck and wait... Soon, I will Get your revenge!"

Speaking of the end, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at Wu Fengzi and the others, his lips curved into a cold arc, and his words were violent:

"I said that when I get out of trouble, all the hardships I have suffered since the ages will be repaid one by one. Now is the time!"

He snapped the bowstring,

Bi Luo arrow burst out.

boom!

One arrow, but it has the power to tear Zhou Xu and smash mountains and rivers, and the fierceness is as real as it is, and roars out with this arrow.

Vaguely, there are still bursts of killing sounds resounding through the world.

Lin Xun was horrified, the Wudi Ling Bow was used in the hands of his Item Spirit, and the power was completely different, and the horror reached an unimaginable level.

"Hurry up!"

Wu Fengzi shouted.

But in the end, it was still a bit slower, or in other words, under the arrow, it was impossible to avoid it.

boom!

A figure exploded, blood splashing.

It was Wu Lingzi, a saint who existed in the king's realm, but was killed by an arrow, and his shattered body disappeared in the fierce arrow light!

Wu Hengtian and the others were completely stunned, their bodies were covered in terror, and they fled almost instinctively.

The spirit of the Wuyiling Bow is too terrifying!

When he was suppressed, they could still regard him as an evil obstacle, and carry out whipping and humiliation, but when he got out of trouble, it was completely different.

The power he possesses is far beyond the imagination of any old monster in the Golden Crow lineage!

"Want to escape? Impossible!"

The gray-haired boy is like a fierce god, bending his bow and shooting arrows, and shooting more than ten arrows in an instant, each arrow has the divine power to penetrate the sky and sink the sun and the moon.

puff!

puff!

puff!

For a time, one after another Golden Crow powerhouse was pierced, the body exploded, the blood rained, and the body and spirit were destroyed.

No matter whether it is an old monster in the Great Holy Land or the True Holy Land, everyone who is locked will not be able to escape the end of death.

The gray-haired boy stood on the ground, his figure was thin, and his body exuded a fierce and fierce aura. A ferocious bow composed of many bones and skeletons made him more and more powerful.

Even Lin Xun couldn't help but gasp, it was too strong!

An artifact spirit was imprisoned and imprisoned for endless years, and suffered countless lashes, tortures, and tortures. Until now, he has escaped from trouble, and he still possesses such monstrous might.

This made Lin Xun dare not imagine what kind of shocking power the Wudi Ling Bow Tool Spirit should have at the beginning.

At this time, Wu Lingzi is the king of saints, and he is the supreme existence in today's ancient wilderness, but he can't stop the gray-haired boy's blow!

collapse! collapse! collapse!

One after another, the opening sound of bowstrings resounded like wind and thunder, and the gray-haired boy stood on the clouds, his long hair danced wildly, and his handsome face was full of arrogance.

"I vowed back then that sooner or later, I would step on this place and slaughter the Jinwu clan. If I let you escape today, wouldn't it seem like I don't count?"

"Hahaha, look at you bastards, you are still as timid as you were back then! Where's your courage when you whipped Lao Tzu? Why is it gone?"

"Unfortunately, there is no Zhundi in this sunset soup valley. It's not happy to kill you old and useless hairs only..."

The voice full of hatred kept ringing, echoing throughout the Sunset Valley.

At this moment, the gray-haired boy is like a fierce god of iron and blood vengeance.

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All vented in the attack.

He was chasing, attacking recklessly in Sunset Soup Valley.

...

In the sunset soup valley, Lao Ha, Alu and the others have just recovered from their minds. The collision between Lin Xun and the emperor's will just made them feel extremely uncomfortable and shocking even though they were far apart.

It took a little while for his mind to stabilize a little, and he saw the ferocious scene of the gray-haired boy holding a no-nonsense spiritual bow and killing the Quartet.

For a time, they couldn't help but froze again.

"Honey, who is this boss? Isn't this combat power too ferocious?"

Aru screamed.

"Who else could it be? It must be the spirit of the bow. According to the elder brother, this guy is extremely amazing. He was suppressed in this boundless time. Incredible."

The old clam gasped in amazement.

"A tool spirit is so terrifying, what is the amazing origin of that bow?"

The big black bird's eyes lit up, and greedily stared at the gray-haired boy and the Wuyi Linggong, drooling, this motherfucker is the real peerless treasure!

Um?

The gray-haired boy seemed to be aware of the big black bird's gaze. Huo Ran looked at it, and the swirling stern eyes flashed with divine light. The big black bird shivered with fright, and quickly retracted his gaze.

"Heh, a black crow doesn't seem to be the same species as those old stray hairs."

The gray-haired boy laughed and ignored the big black bird. With a flash, he chased and killed in the distance.

The big black bird looked gloomy and uncertain, and scolded: "The origin of the bird is enough to frighten the emperor to death, how can it be compared to the black crow?"

Everyone rolled their eyes and scared the emperor to death. This thief's tone is really big!

They were not idle, and they all started to sweep the Sunset Valley.

In just a cup of tea time, in the huge sunset soup valley, there is no more living Jinwu strong man, only the corpses and messes on the ground.

"Quick, help everyone, find the 'Wuchao Clear Water', and by the way, there is also the Flame God Stone, you can search for as many as you have!"

Between heaven and earth, I remembered the excited voice of the big black bird.

The enemy has almost been swept away, and if Sunset Soup Valley is also trampled, now is the time to collect treasures and loot wealth.

It should be noted that the Jinwu lineage is an ancient clan. It has been living in this sunset valley since the ancient times, and the wealth accumulated since the boundless years is simply unimaginable!

Even Lao Ha, Alu, Shaohao and the others couldn't help but be surprised when they searched for them. There were so many treasures, all kinds of rare treasures, divine materials and elixir.

Among them are some wonderful ancient treasures, powerful holy soldiers, as well as some rare ores and collections.

Lin Xun did not participate in this gluttonous feast to divide up the treasures, not because he was not interested, but because he had more important things to do.

"Ah, ah, the divine tree of Fusang! God, this must not be an illusion! This divine tree is still alive in the world. It's a miracle, it's a miracle!"

A sacred tree with a vigorous trunk and green branches shouted excitedly, and thousands of branches rattled, as if dancing.

It is indeed the Ancestral Tree of Divine Refinement!

Back then, in the secret realm of the underground palace in the Gorefiend Realm of the Nine Regions Battlefield, Lin Xun took this tree away and kept it in the Endless Tower.

This ancestral tree of divine refinement is very peculiar. It has followed the practice of Emperor Splitting Sky, shuttled in Zhou Xu, and experienced many things.

And it also has wisdom and soul, and the ancestral source of the gods created by it has an incredible beneficial effect on the holy soldiers of Lin Xun's sacrifice.

"How, can you take this tree away?"

Lin Xun asked.

The Ancestral Tree of Divine Refinement said excitedly: "Why take it away? Wouldn't it be better for me to refine it and integrate it into my body?"

"You can still devour this tree for your own use?" Lin Xun couldn't help but startled, his expression strange.

It should be noted that he now controls the two inheritances of the Great Dao Hong Furnace Sutra and the Great Endless Devouring Sutra, but he does not dare to make false claims to devour such a sacred tree that has survived since ancient times.

But Shen Lian Ancestral Tree seems to be staring at a fat prey, which is very surprising.

"Of course! But it will take time, at most a thousand years, no, within five thousand years, I will definitely be able to refine all the power and Dao patterns contained in this tree!"

The words of God Lian Ancestral Tree are eloquent.

Lin Xun said: "I don't have time to wait for you for five thousand years."

The Shenlian ancestral tree was anxious, and gritted his teeth: "Then cut it down, I only need its 'root root'."

"No."

Ripples appeared in the void, and the gray-haired young man moved over and said, "The Fusang tree was born in chaos and grew from the source of the true fire of Samadhi, and its soul has long been taken away by the Great Emperor Mowu. There will be no second fusang tree."

His return at this time has undoubtedly proved that Wu Lingzi and other old monsters of the Golden Crow lineage are probably already bad luck.

"You don't hate it?" Lin Xun was a little surprised.

The gray-haired boy's eyes were complicated: "This tree is naturally raised, there is no good or evil, but it has always been used and controlled by the Jinwu lineage. It is impossible for me to hate it."

Lin Xun nodded and understood.

The gray-haired boy said again: "This tree is one of the four ancient sacred trees. Does the little master know why the Great Emperor Mowu insisted on taking away the spirit of this tree when he went to the ancient starry sky road?"