The swordsman was calm and looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, he suddenly became taller, taller and longer, and finally as high as a hundred feet tall as a cloud.

Finally, the sword master stretched out his hand towards the sun, and seemed to have reached into the sun, and took out a treasure knife from the fiery red sun.

The sword was covered with vines and flowers, giving people the feeling that the sword was like a wild jungle from the ancient world. Although the sword had not been drawn, its momentum was already shocking.

"Not good, he he,,,"

Shu Lei suddenly realized something when he saw the sword uncle's sword technique, and shouted loudly, "Master, it's Fuxi's deer-cutting sword, he is the contemporary Wang Fan Siqin!"

More than two million Dharma protectors of the Gods, the Heavenly King of the Sects, and others all showed horror. They didn't expect to meet the contemporary human king here, and they were frightened.

As the name suggests, the human king is the ancestor of the human race and has an extremely high status. Even emperors of all dynasties are far inferior to those of them.

Although the stars are changing now, things are changing, and people are changing, the secular emperor deliberately weakens the existence of the human king, making the name of the human king gradually become unknown.

But a starving camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how bad it is, the name of the human king is still the word "being like thunder". Who can't be surprised when you suddenly meet such an opponent?

However, this person is not the other person. The human king of the swordsman is not inherited from Fuxi, but in a great disaster six thousand years ago, because a warrior tried his best to defend the people, the people gave the title of "Human King" to express their respect for this warrior.

This title is just a gratitude from the bottom of my heart, which is different from Wang Fuxi, a man from ancient times.

"I know."

The old man's face remained unchanged and he said lightly, obviously he had known the identity of the swordsman uncle for a long time.

The old man chased the hard-working old man glanced at the extremely tall swordsman uncle, turned to the top two million senior officials of the Gods and said, "Good luck makes people feel like they are facing turmoil for the six thousand years of foundation of the Gods and the Gods and the Gods and the Gods and the Gods are planning for the future generations. I hope you all will encourage you."

Because the fifth aunt of the Wanshen Cult killed the leader Ke Xinmo, the position of the leader has always been vacant, which gives people with ulterior motives the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Especially the court, it was even more determined to destroy the gods and eliminate hidden dangers.

As a result, the originally united Wanshen Cult gradually began to show signs of division, which is also the reason why the old man has grown so much in just seventy years.

More than two million senior officials of the Gods knelt down and bowed their heads, saying, "Let the Supreme Master decide everything."

He chased the old man and raised his hand, and everyone stood up.

The old man's eyes were bright, and gradually, a blue vital energy appeared on the old man's body. The vital energy finally turned into substance and turned into a black robe wearing a hat, wrapping the whole person.

Not only are they chasing the old man, but all the senior leaders of the Ten Thousand Gods Cult are like this at this time.

No matter what kind of energy they are of, they all turn into a black hat-wearing robe. Everyone's eyes gradually become hot, and finally empty, and the scene becomes more and more gloomy and weird.

The old man's eyes became more and more empty, and finally his body began to burn, and the bright red flames burned his body, and his skeleton bones gradually became clear.

However, with a black robe covering, only the front can be seen with his body burning, but the back is not visible at all.

This seemed like a signal. All the senior leaders of the Monarchy were like this at this moment, and their bodies were burning!

The God-Slaying Formation is about to be launched!

The swordsman uncles and others naturally knew that the God-Slaying Formation was about to be launched. The swordsman uncle bowed his head to the smallest aunt on the ground and said, "Fifth sister, take Jiuzhen away quickly, hurry up."

The fifth aunt cried bitterly and cried loudly, "Don't beat me, don't beat me, I'm not worthy of any of you."

"Aunt, aunt, don't cry, Jiuzhen doesn't want you to cry."

Jiuzhen saw his fifth aunt crying for the first time, and he couldn't imagine that the fifth aunt would cry like this.

Jiuzhen was at a loss and wanted to comfort her aunt, but she didn't know what to say. She felt distressed and could only hold her aunt and hug her aunt tightly.

The swordsman said, "Fifth sister, things have come to this point and cannot be saved. Take Jiuzhen away quickly. Do you want us to be distracted and killed by them with one blow? Go away quickly."

The fifth aunt cried and held Jiuzhen's face and asked, "Jiuzhen, are you afraid of death? Is it okay for us to stay here?"

Jiuzhen said loudly: "Okay, I won't leave anywhere. I want to accompany my aunt, I also want to accompany my uncle and second uncle, and my third uncle and fourth uncle. I will be wherever you are."

After saying that, Jiuzhen was heroic, she protected her aunt behind her and shouted to the old man who chased her: "Come here, I'm not afraid of you, come, come, come,"

Uncle Sword Art knew that he could not let his fifth aunt and Jiuzhen leave, so he stopped persuading him and was determined to fight the enemy.

The fourth uncle, the one-armed one-armed, laughed and said, "This is what the family should do, even if they die, it's okay."

The second uncle of boxing and the third uncle of calligraphy also nodded, feeling relieved.

They are not afraid of death at all, their identity, status, vision or encounter. When they reach their point, they actually regard death very indifferently.

The two sides were tense, and the war broke out at any time. At this delicate moment, a thrill suddenly came from the space, and a magical fluctuation spread in the air. The swordsman uncle and the old man were also felt.

Ku Zhui, the Sword Master and others stopped immediately, and were surprised. Is there a third force there?

They dare not neglect, and they need to know that any undetectable change may eventually cost their lives. How dare they be careless?

After a little feeling, their eyes looked at Jiuzhen together!

Yes, they found that this mysterious fluctuation came from Jiuzhen.

They were surprised again. Although Jiuzhen was talented, in the eyes of these people, Jiuzhen's combat power was no different from a tiny ant.

Why can an inconspicuous ant emit such a wonderful spatial fluctuation that makes them, the top and supreme powerhouses, feel inexplicably thrilled in their hearts?

But Jiuzhen was completely unaware of it at this moment. He was still rushing over to fight to chase the old man at any time. His extremely firm expression and decisive eyes were shocking.

The old man's eyes wandered on Jiuzhen's body, and finally followed the fluctuations of the space, and finally fell on the wooden ring on Jiuzhen's hand.

"The first time Chitan asked this guy for directions, there was such a space fluctuation. Could it be that time it also came from him?"
Chapter completed!