At this time, the gods on Mount Mosi fell asleep, and the demigods with the blood of the gods also retreated one after another. The power of the human race was completely controlled by the demigod masters of the human race, but no one obeyed each other and was in charge of their own affairs, and never unified them.

The strength of these human demigods is also high and low. The territory controlled by a wise man is large, and if the strength is worse, the territory will naturally be much smaller. In this wilderness era, the strong will win, and the survival of the weak will be fully demonstrated.

Among these many demigods, the city lord of the Divine Sword City, Morris Sword God, is one of the best characters among all the masters of the human race. After the ancestor of the Divine Stone Clan was killed, the Demon-washing Sword left by Li Xiake fell into Morris' hands after several twists and turns, and Morris became the master of the sword.

However, Li Xiake's Demon Washing Sword is very spiritual. Morris has been in his hands for many years, but he cannot learn the inheritance of the divine sword. What he can do is to observe the shape of the sword and the tiny patterns on the sword every day, so as to adjust his body and make himself have more commonalities with this sword.

In this way, although he could not obtain the branding inheritance, he adjusted his body to an extremely perfect state, making him as sharp as this magic-washing sword and moving forward.

Although he did not take an ordinary path, this method really worked, so his strength was rising steadily, and he was among the top ten among the entire human race masters. It was because of the Demon Washing Sword that he had such cultivation, so the city was named Divine Sword City by him. For this reason, he specially cut a small hill into the shape of the Demon Washing Sword and placed it in the center of the city.

Emile has lived in the valley near the Divine Sword City since he was a child. He knows all the legends of Morris, the city lord of the Divine Sword City. The entire Divine Stone tribe knows that Morris is very powerful. The true god's divine sword is in his hands, but no one dares to think of stealing the divine sword, because no one is sure to steal the divine sword from Morris's hands.

If it was so easy to steal the Divine Sword, I believe other demigods would have done this long ago. However, since Morris obtained the Demon-washing Sword for more than two hundred years, many people died during this period, and the owners of many territory have changed. Only the Divine Sword City is standing, Morris is still among the top demigods of the human race, and his strength has improved again.

Faced with such a situation, the people of the Divine Stone clan were already desperate. They no longer knew how to regain the Divine Sword, and some people even wavered in Li Xiake's belief.

But now, the sword god Morris suddenly appeared in Li Xiake's hands, and was pinched to death by Li Xiake. This made Amier unbelievable for a moment, but after a moment he realized: "In front of the only righteous god, no matter what happens, it is natural! Although Morris, the lord of the Divine Sword City, is very powerful, our true god is even more powerful!"

But thinking that I just looked at Morris, my whole body seemed to explode, my mind was blank, and it was like I had an extremely real nightmare.

Thinking of this, Amier looked down at her clothes, and found that her linen clothes were covered with spots of blood. She was stunned and thought to herself, "Isn't it an illusion just now? Have I really died once?"

After Li Xiake killed the city lord, he stretched out his hand and a light flashed in the sky. The magic-washing sword enshrined in a hall cut through the sky and instantly appeared in Li Xiake's palm. The sword body kept trembling, as if a child far away from his parents suddenly saw his parents, revealing a sense of joy.

Li Xiake held the sword and laughed: "You are also psychic. When you know that a weapon can only be reflected in the hands of a suitable master. I thought you would follow your new master to fight in all directions, but I didn't expect that it would be put on the shelf and regarded as a magic weapon. Hehe, now, you can kill the enemy with me again!"

The halo of the magic-washing sword flowed, making a buzzing sound. The originally extremely hard hilt of the sword actually bent down like a snake and nodded.

Li Xiake smiled and said, "I saw the things and thought of others. When I saw you, I suddenly thought of my mount."

He said this, suddenly looked up at the sky and shouted, "Chiliu--!"

Li Xiake's shouting shocked the clouds from all directions, and thunder flashed in the sky, cracks spread in the void, and the whole world was filled with this sound, and the sentences of "Chili" and "Chili" kept echoing in the air.

This sound is like a long snake, sounding in everyone's hearts, wandering in the bodies of all living beings, and not far away.

Just as all living beings felt curious and shocked, a crack suddenly broke open in the sky, and a red light suddenly appeared in the crack, flying towards Li Xiake like a meteor.

Xilulu!

After the red light fell beside Li Xiake, it made a loud neighing sound of a horse. Then the red light dissipated, showing an extremely handsome red horse. The horse was as red as fire, like a ball of burning flames, and its whole body was astonishing as if it had landed beside Li Xiake, Aimier felt as if the whole city could not bear this divine horse, and the whole city seemed to be shaking.

Then she found that the Divine Sword City where she was at this time did not seem to shake, but really shaking, with constant exclamations. The crowd on the street fled in panic, as if the end of the world was coming.

"Which world have you gone to?"

Li Xiake looked at the red horse in front of him, which was like a burning flame, and was amazed: "What a good guy, your cultivation is not low now, who can you learn the skills from?"

At this time, the red horse's breath was powerful and violent, and the horse's hair moved without wind. The two amber eyes were like bottomless lakes, containing the power that penetrated people's hearts.

"master!"

It stood up and suddenly turned into a man in red with long hair flying horse head and body, with excitement on his face: "Master, I finally remembered me!"

Li Xiake laughed: "You can transform? Not bad, not bad! Whose disciple have you joined?"

Chiliu knelt in front of Li Xiake with tears in his eyes, and choked and said, "I didn't worship anyone. After I arrived in a strange world, I met a group of people. They wanted to catch me at first, but they were not capable. Several of them were beaten to death by me. In the end, more and more people caught me. I beat me away and another group came. Later, more and more people became more and more powerful, so I had to run away. Then I thought of the various methods of practice that the master had used to wear, so I tried to practice. I practiced for many years before reaching the realm of transformation."

When he said this, his face was unconcealed and proud: "I beat all the guys who beat me. Later, many Taoist priests, monks, officers and soldiers came to cause trouble for me, and were beaten away by me. Later, no one dared to attack me. Master, I occupied a mountain in that world, and everyone called me Prince Ma."

Li Xiake smiled at the sky: "Okay, okay, even Chiliu, you have become king! Now, follow me in this world. After pacifying the four directions, I will seal you a place and let you live a good prince's addiction!"
Chapter completed!