Chapter two hundred and one is a congenital killing sword
At this time, there were only the young man and the five Xuanxians from the Tongxuan Sect on the field. They were stunned at this time, with shock and disbelief on their faces.
Those are two powerful ancient immortals. They are both first-class strong men in the thirty-third level of the fairy world, and they are even noble immortals.
But now he is no match in front of Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong didn't even have his hands out. He just shook his body and knocked the two ancient immortals out directly and disappeared into the distant sky. He didn't know whether it was death or life.
If it were at the beginning, they would definitely think that the two ancient immortals would be fine, but now they would not think so, because Sun Wukong's strength was beyond their imagination.
"Get out." Sun Wukong said to the young man who was still stunned. He disdained to attack such a playboy, as he would be too obsessed with this playboy.
This young man called himself the prince, must have come from a very strong family or force, otherwise there would not have been two ancient immortals as guardians.
After all, the ancient immortal is an immortal of high-quality grade. How can he be a minion for others easily? Even the guardian needs a lot of face to do it.
The young man's face turned pale when he heard this, but due to Sun Wukong's strength, he dared not say anything too much.
He stared at Sun Wukong coldly and said with dissatisfaction: "Wait for me, our Yang family will never let you go."
"The Yang family? The aristocratic family with the surname Yang? Yang Jian? Impossible. Forget it, let's check it out later." Sun Wukong thought to himself when he heard this.
Then he looked at the young man and said, "I'm waiting here for your Yang family to come to take revenge. Now you get out of here. Say one more thing and I'll kill you. Do you want to try it?"
The young man seemed even more angry when he heard this. Sun Wukong looked down on him at all in his words and deeds, and he was completely despising him, but he really didn't dare to experiment, afraid that Sun Wukong would really kill him.
However, several Xuanxians from the Tongxuan Sect were shocked and quickly jumped out to block the young man.
He persuaded Sun Wukong with a sad look on his face and said, "Senior, don't hurt him. He is the young prince of the Yang family in the thirty-two layers above.
The Yang family is a very powerful family. There are several Daluo Jinxian, and even the legendary head is a powerful person of the quasi-saint. Senior, please don’t act irritably, otherwise you will suffer the loss."
"Yes, senior, you just don't take action because of our slightestness. Otherwise, our Xuan Sect would not be able to bear this responsibility and would be destroyed by the Yang family.
There will be countless casualties and injuries at that time. Seniors are compassionate, so naturally they will not see our Xuan Sect being destroyed."
A Xuanxian actually started crying as he spoke. He was shocked and scared, afraid that Sun Wukong would really kill the young prince of the Yang family.
At that time, they will be unable to get rid of the Xuan Sect and will be killed in conjunction. In that case, they will not know where to cry.
Sun Wukong looked at several Xuanxian and said, "I didn't want to kill him, let him get out quickly, otherwise I would really take action."
When several Xuanxian heard this, they ran over to persuade the young man with great thoughts. Finally, the young man snorted coldly and said, "My Yang family won't forget it like this."
After saying that, a layer of golden light appeared on his body, and then turned into a golden light and disappeared in an instant. Sun Wukong's divine thoughts saw the other party disappearing from this world in an instant, returning to the world above.
This is obviously the other party's magic weapon to protect his safety and to bring him to a safe place in an instant. It can be seen that the other party's identity in the Yang family is indeed not low.
But the most important thing is that this young man is obviously afraid of Sun Wukong, otherwise he would not have used such a life-saving treasure.
Seeing the young man leave, the Xuanxian who was injured by Sun Wukong also left immediately. They didn't even dare to keep a tough word, nor even dared to look at Sun Wukong.
Because if the weak dare to look at the strong with resentment, they will die in vain if they die, and their own masters will not avenge them.
Several Xuanxians from the Tongxuan Sect also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like they survived the disaster and survived the disaster. "Thank you for your kindness from the law."
Several Xuanxian bowed to Sun Wukong together and thanked him. Because according to the scene just now, most powerful people would take action to kill them without leaving any one.
Sun Wukong only hurts but does not kill him, which obviously gave him the same face as the Xuan Sect, which made them very grateful.
Sun Wukong waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me, I didn't really want to kill him. I'm just a playboy, I don't want to kill him."
After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he walked straight to his cave, and then the cave was closed again, and Sun Wukong continued to start practicing.
As the immortal water in his body continued to be refined, Sun Wukong's magic power became more and more terrifying, and it had exceeded 700 epochs of magic power.
Of course, this also took him hundreds of years. Sun Wukong knew the rules of this world, and time would be one hundred times slower after a layer of heaven and earth.
The hundreds of years of Qingyuan Heaven are only a few days or even hours for the above heaven and earth. If the 33rd level of heaven is probably only a few minutes.
At this time, Sun Wukong had already opened his eyes, and a black killing sword floated in front of him. This was exactly what Sun Wukong refined during the prehistoric period, using the blood evil aura and murderous intent from the prehistoric land.
This is a true killing sword of the innate level. Using this killing sword can achieve enlightenment through killing, and it is not affected by cause and effect, because this killing sword was finally formed by the blood infusion of Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong looked at the black killing sword and said to himself: "This killing sword is comparable to the two swords of Yuantu Abi of the Ancestor of the Styx, just call it slaughter,
Slaughter all creatures that can be killed. Of course, I can use this killing sword, but I cannot use it to the extreme because I do not have the ultimate murderous intent and murderous intention.
However, the skills I practiced before could be differentiated. At the beginning of the prehistoric world, I obtained a mass of origin of heaven and earth.
It can be divided into various innate origins such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder, wind, yin and yang. I can use my soul to differentiate it, merge with them, and cooperate with my magic power to become my incarnation.
In this way, they can go out to experience and do things, and I can practice with peace of mind, and there is no karma in the slightest part of the cause and effect.
Yes, now the killing sword attribute is gold, so the origin of gold is transformed, the soul enters it, and adds five hundred epochs of magic power."
Sun Wukong did what he wanted to do. His soul itself was extremely powerful, so powerful that he didn't even know how powerful it was.
As soon as the mind moved, a soul incarnation came out from his eyebrows. This soul incarnation was extremely concise and no difference from a real entity. This is the soul concise to the extreme, and the real appearance of practice and return.
Chapter completed!