what?

Wu Fengzi and others who had killed Lintian turned pale at this moment.

The evil animal got out of trouble!

Buzzing, their brains almost burst.

As soon as the mysterious power that helped Lintian left the front foot, the spirit weapon of the mindless spirit bow came out, which made Wu Fengzi and others feel collapsed.

There are no double blessings and no single misfortune!

Fusang sacred tree is dim, and its branches and leaves show a color of ashes. The previous emperor's will has evacuated most of its power, and it is impossible to suppress the spirit of the meaningless spirit bow.

At this time, the figure stood by the emptiness and laughed wildly. The fierce killing intention was like a spring tide.

Looking carefully, he looks like an extremely handsome young man, but his hair is gray. His eyes are like a whirlpool black hole, flowing with frightening ferocity.

"Little master, borrow a big bow!"

The boy looked at Lintian with a respectful look.

This is a recognition of Lintian's identity.

Or, from the moment Lintian entered the sunset soup Valley and rescued him, he had recognized the young man.

"Take it!"

Lintian threw it at once, and the mindless spirit bow and blue falling arrow were snatched out and caught in the palm of the gray haired boy.

Buzz!

The grey haired boy's index finger hooked the bow string, and his voice was like wind and thunder.

His eyes glowed with excitement, trance and joy, and murmured: "Lao Zi... Finally killed out of the world again, devil Wuer... Just wash your neck and wait... Soon, I will find you for revenge!"

At last, he raised his head abruptly, glanced at Wu Fengzi and others, and his lips flashed a cold arc, and his words were fierce:

"Lao Tzu said that when we get out of trouble, all the sufferings we have suffered since ancient times will be returned one by one. Now, it's the right time!"

He drew the arrow and shot it out.

Boom!

An arrow, however, tore Zhou Xu and smashed the power of mountains and rivers. The fierce Qi was as real as the essence, roaring out with the arrow.

Vaguely, there are bursts of killing sound throughout the world.

Lintian was creepy. The meaningless spirit bow was used in the hands of his spirit. The power was completely different, and the terror was unimaginable.

"Hide!"

Wu Fengzi roared.

But after all, it's still a point slower, or it's impossible to escape under such an arrow.

Bang!

A figure exploded and blood spattered.

It's Wu Lingzi. This is a Saint King, but he was killed by an arrow. His broken body was eliminated in the fierce light of the arrow!

Wu Hengtian and others were completely shocked, covered with panic, and almost instinctively fled at the first time.

The weapon spirit of Wudi spirit bow is too terrible!

When he was suppressed, they could still regard him as a sin and flog and humiliate him, but it was completely different when he was free from difficulties.

The prestige he has is even far beyond the imagination of any old monster in Jinwu!

"Want to escape? Impossible!"

The grey haired boy is like a ferocious God. He bends his bow and shoots arrows. In a moment, he shoots more than ten arrows. Each arrow runs through the sky and sinks the sun and moon.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

For a time, one by one, the strong in gold and black were pierced, their bodies exploded, blood rain flew, and their form and spirit were destroyed.

No matter whether it's a big holy land, an old monster or a real holy land, whoever is locked can't escape death.

The grey haired boy stood by his emptiness, his figure was thin, and his whole body exuded the fierce smell of rushing into the sky. A ferocious bow composed of many white bones and skeletons made him more and more extraordinary.

Even Lintian couldn't help breathing cold. It was too strong!

An instrument spirit has been imprisoned and imprisoned for a long time. He has suffered countless lashes, tortures and torments. Until now, he still has such towering ferocity.

This made Lintian dare not imagine how powerful the meaningless spirit bow and weapon spirit should have at the beginning.

At this time, Wu Lingzi is the sage king. He exists as the highest in today's ancient wasteland, but he can't resist the blow of the grey haired boy!

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

One after another, the bow strings opened like wind and thunder. The gray haired boy stood on the clouds, his long hair danced wildly, and his handsome face was full of madness.

"I vowed that one day I would level this place and kill the Jinwu people. If you escape today, doesn't it seem that I don't mean what I say?"

"Hahaha, look at your miscellaneous hairs. You are still as timid as you were in those days! What about your courage when you whipped me? Why did you disappear?"

"Unfortunately, there is no quasi emperor in the sunset soup valley. It's not pleasant to kill you useless old miscellaneous hairs after all..."

The voice full of hate rang out continuously and echoed in the whole sunset soup valley.

At this moment, the gray haired boy, like the ferocious God of iron and blood revenge, vented all the anger and hatred he had suffered in the endless years in the attack.

He's chasing, attacking wantonly in the sunset soup valley.

....

In the sunset soup Valley, old clam and Alu had just calmed down. A collision between Lintian and the emperor's will made them feel terrible and shocked even though they were far away.

Finally, his mind was a little more stable, and he saw the fierce scene of the grey haired boy holding the mindless spirit bow and killing everywhere.

For a time, they could not help but stay still again.

"Darling, who's this big guy? Isn't this fighting power too fierce?"

Aru screamed.

"Who else can it be? It must be the spirit of the bow. According to the eldest brother, this guy is extremely great. He has been suppressed in this boundless years. He can't be wiped out by Jinwu in one vein and using all kinds of methods. He is very abnormal."

The old clam was amazed.

"An instrument spirit is so terrible. What amazing origin should that bow have?"

The big blackbird's eyes are shining. He stares greedily at the gray haired boy and the mindless spirit bow. His mouth is watering. This is the real peerless baby!

Huh?

The grey haired boy seemed to notice the big blackbird's eyes. Suddenly, he looked like a whirlpool of fierce eyes, and the divine awn ran away in his eyes. He was so frightened that the big blackbird trembled and quickly took back his eyes.

"Oh, a black crow, it seems that it is not the same kind as those old miscellaneous hairs."

The grey haired boy laughed and ignored the big blackbird. He flashed and chased him in the distance.

The big blackbird looked uncertain and scolded: "the origin of the bird Lord is enough to scare the emperor to death. Is it comparable to the black crow?"

Everyone turned their eyes and scared the emperor to death. The thief bird's tone is really big!

They were not idle either. They all took action to sweep the sunset soup valley.

Only tea time, in such a big sunset soup Valley, we can't find the living strong men of Jinwu nationality, only the remains and mess all over the ground.

"Come on, let's help you find 'black nest and clear water'. By the way, there are flame God stones. You can search as many as you have!"

Between heaven and earth, I think of the excited voice of the big blackbird.

The enemy has almost been swept away, and if the sunset soup Valley is broken, now is the time to collect treasures and plunder wealth.

It should be noted that Jinwu is an ancient clan. Since ancient times, it has lived in this sunset soup valley. The wealth accumulated over the endless years is unimaginable!

Even old clam, ALU and SHAOHAO were surprised when they searched. There were too many treasures, including all kinds of rare treasures, divine materials and miraculous medicines.

Among them, there are some magical ancient treasures, powerful holy soldiers, and some rare minerals and collections.

Lintian didn't participate in the feast of dividing up the treasure, not because he was not interested, but because he had more important things to do.

"Ah, Fusang sacred tree! God, this must not be an illusion! It's a miracle that such a sacred tree still lives in the world!"

A sacred tree with vigorous trunk and green branches and leaves shouted excitedly, and thousands of branches clattered like dancing.

Impressively, it is God's ancestral tree!

At that time, Lintian took the tree away in the secret area of the underground palace in the blood demon world of the nine domains battlefield and stayed in the endless tower of the avenue.

This God refining ancestral tree is very strange. It once followed emperor chakong to practice and shuttled through Zhou Xu. It has experienced many things.

And it also has wisdom and soul. The God refining ancestral source generated by it has an incredible beneficial effect on Lintian's sacrifice to refine his own holy soldier.

"Well, can you take this tree away?"

Lintian asked.

God refined the ancestral tree and said excitedly, "why take it away? Wouldn't it be better for me to refine it and integrate it into my body?"

"Can you swallow this tree for your own use?" Lintian was stunned and looked different.

It should be noted that he now controls the inheritance of Honglu Sutra and daendless swallowing Sutra, but he does not dare to swallow such a sacred tree that has existed since ancient times.

But the God refining ancestral tree is like staring at a fat prey, which is very surprising.

"Of course! But it will take time, at most a thousand years. No, in five thousand years, I will certainly be able to refine the power and Tao patterns contained in this tree!"

God refined his ancestors and chiseled their words.

Lintian said, "I don't have time to wait for you for 5000 years."

God tempered the ancestral tree and said, "then cut it down. I only want its' root of origin '."

"No."

The void rippled, and the grey haired boy moved to it and said, "the Fusang sacred tree was born in chaos and grew at the source of samadhi true fire, and its spirit has long been taken away by the great emperor Mowu. If you can take it, there will be no second Fusang sacred tree in the world."

When he returned at this time, he undoubtedly proved that the old monsters of Jinwu, such as Wu Lingzi, were more or less dangerous.

"Don't you hate it?" Lintian was surprised.

The grey haired boy's eyes were complex: "this tree is naturally raised. There is no good or evil. It's just that it has been used and controlled by Jinwu. I can't hate it."

Lintian nodded and understood.

The young master of the great grey tree said, "why did the great grey tree take away one of the gods?"