Honghuang: People in Jiejiao, picking up entries to prove Hunyuan

In the distance, on the Wu Clan's city wall, the great wizard Xingtian, with his right hand extended, looked at the five-colored unicorn in the sky with indifference.

He was thinking about how to get this rare prehistoric beast to eat after he killed the Taoist priest on the unicorn's back and captured the five-colored unicorn.

Should it be steamed, roasted, or eaten raw?

Xingtian was a little uncertain and planned to ask the chefs of the Wu Clan who were good at making food in the tribe later.

Just as his thoughts were flying, a stern sword intent suddenly burst out.

Just a few scattered sword beams pierced his outstretched palm. The defense of the invincible great wizard's true body was like paper in front of this extremely sharp sword beam, and he had no resistance at all.

Blood holes appeared in the palm of his hand, and streams of the great wizard's blood like rivers sprayed out, directly converging into a bloody stream on the ground below.

"Ah! What kind of sword intent is this! It's so terrifying!"

"Not good! This Taoist riding the five-colored unicorn actually has a powerful trump card!" Xing Tian was in extreme pain at this moment, and quickly retracted his outstretched palm.

He even thought that his outstretched right palm would be in danger.

Can't retract it!

With the awe-inspiring sword intent just now, just the sword light that was released was enough to treat his great witch's true body as nothing.

If it really cuts on his outstretched right palm, it will definitely cut off his right palm directly!

However, for some reason, as he retracted his palm, the terrifying sword light did not continue to cut him.

Xing Tian secretly rejoiced in his heart and looked towards the five-colored unicorn.

At this moment, in the void where the five-colored unicorn was, a supreme sword with a clear and holy light all over its body was floating above the head of the Taoist sitting on the back of the unicorn.

Waves of the strongest sword intent burst out, slashing the surrounding void with dark sword marks.

However, the primitive void, which was extremely solid and could withstand the attack of the Golden Immortal without cracking, was also pierced by the sword light emitted casually by the green sword.

Horror!

Great horror!

Xing Tian looked at this scene, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Except for the twelve ancestors of the witch clan, the fearless witch also felt a deep awe at this time.

This is the supreme sword that can completely kill him!

He couldn't help but feel awe.

This sword...

The more Xing Tian looked at it, the more he felt that the supreme holy sword in the void above the Taoist's head looked familiar.

He kept comparing it with the scene in his memory.

Until a picture emerged:

"... Today, I, Tongtian Sect Master, established Jiejiao and became a saint! I suppressed Jiejiao's luck with the Four Swords of Immortal Execution and the Qingping Sword, and used the Qingping Sword as my treasure for proving the way..."

After the sound of proving the way fell, five immortal swords emitting peerless sharpness rose from Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

Four of them are self-contained, which is a set of the Four Swords of Immortal Execution.

The other one is a blue sword that emits a clear green fairy light and swallows and spits out supreme sword light in the void.

It is the blue lotus leaf and trunk of the Creation Blue Lotus, which is transformed into the top-grade innate spiritual treasure - the Qingping Sword!

The sword of the Supreme Saint Tongtian Sect Master!

The sword of the Sect Master Tongtian? !

At this thought, the Great Wizard Xing Tian felt a sense of fear in his heart, "Just now, I actually attacked the Saint Shangqing, the most powerful saint in the world?"

Thinking of this, Xing Tian could no longer hold back the fear in his heart. He was afraid that the Saint Shangqing would kill him with a sword, and he shouted in the direction of Tong Ling:

"I didn't know that the Saint Shangqing came to my witch clan, please forgive me!"

"Just now, I, Xing Tian, ​​didn't recognize the great man, didn't know the saint was coming, and attacked the saint, which was very wrong!"

"Please forgive me for this time for the sake of my witch clan."

"My witch clan will definitely repay you in the future!"

After saying that, Xing Tian bowed in the direction of Tong Ling.

Originally, with his status as a great wizard of the witch clan and his rebellious character, there was no one in the world who could make him bow except the twelve ancestors of the witch clan.

But the Six Saints of Heaven and Hongjun Daozu are exceptions.

Saint!

An incomparable word, which makes people respectful and reverent when hearing it, and bowing and worshipping when seeing it.

Saints represent the strongest power in the prehistoric world!

If Xing Tian had not considered himself as the Great Witch of the Witch Clan, he would have been unable to resist kneeling down and worshipping instead of just bowing.

In the distance, Tong Ling watched Xing Tian retract his huge palm, then suddenly bowed towards him and called him Saint, knowing that Xing Tian had misunderstood him as the Master of Tongtian.

But it was not a misunderstanding.

When the Qingping Sword arrived, it was like the arrival of a Saint's clone, which was not much different from the Saint's presence in person.

Tong Ling did not put away the Qingping Sword, but let it float above his head, riding on the restoredThe five-colored Qilin regained its confidence and flew towards Xing Tian who was standing on the Wu Clan's city wall.

At the same time, he said: "I am not the Shangqing Saint, but the fifth direct disciple of the Shangqing Saint, Tong Ling."

"Not the Shangqing Saint? Tong Ling, the direct disciple of the Shangqing Saint?" Hearing Tong Ling's words, Xing Tian straightened his back and frowned at the five-colored Qilin flying towards him and the tall figure sitting on its back.