The first thousand one hundred and forty-eight chapters
The magic sword Ting Chunyu is a sacred object in the eyes of all magic warriors.
If the Rootless Holy Fire represents the Kunlun Demon Sect, then the Demon Sword Ting Chunyu represents Dugu Weilai, the supreme demon lord who dominated the world in the past.
Now, although Ting Chunyu was damaged, it was held in the hands of a barbarian clan leader. Even in Chu Xiu's view, this was an insult to Ting Chunyu.
At this time, Chu Xiu was wearing a black robe and a strange and mysterious mask, but looking at his skin color and aura, it was clear that he was not a barbarian.
Chief Hathru looked at Hei Jie in disbelief, and said angrily: "You actually colluded with foreigners!?"
Hei Jie ignored Patriarch Hasilu. He saluted Chu Xiu with a guilty look on his face, "It's Hei Jie who is useless. He even bothered the Lord God Envoy to help him."
Hathru looked at all this with disbelief.
"Hei Jie! Is your brain swallowed by water bugs? You actually called a foreigner a messenger? What kind of god is he? What happened to you? Have you been bewitched by some evil god?"
Hei Jie coldly snorted: "Evil God? What your Hasilu tribe worships is the Evil God! There is only one God in this world, the only true God!"
"Crazy, all crazy!"
Chief Hasilu glared at Chu Xiu: "You are the one who bewitched the Heiluo tribe? Foreigners, you are looking for death!"
As Patriarch Hasilu slashed down with his sword, an extreme edge came towards his face. Even Chu Xiu had to admit that Ting Chunyu cultivated by Dugu Weiwo was indeed stronger than the Po Zhenzi in his hand.
Although the foundation of the weapons is the same, after time and years of cultivation, they can become stronger, even after listening to Chunyu's damage now.
The Po Zhen Zi in Chu Xiu's hand was unsheathed, and at the same time, the Po Zi Jue Saber intention was released.
The same extreme sharpness collided, and Po Zhenzi and Ting Chunyu, who came from the same source, both burst out with extreme sharpness in an instant.
Especially under the power of Po Zi Jue Dao, Ting Chunyu even began to tremble involuntarily, gradually breaking away from the control of the Hasilu clan leader.
Ting Chunyu’s weapon spirit has actually been damaged.
However, although the weapon spirit is no longer there, some marks and instincts still remain on this sword.
It remembers the intention of breaking the word and deciding the sword, and remembers the person who once held it and traversed the entire world!
In an instant, Ting Chunyu began to tremble violently, and the powerful sharp energy even began to backfire, causing Chief Hasilu to spurt out a mouthful of blood and look at Ting Chunyu in his hand in disbelief.
Although every time he uses this knife, he has to pay a huge price to suppress the sharp energy on it.
But he thought this was normal, because it was a sword left by his ancestors, and only the strongest warriors could use it.
As a result, now, he can feel the will to hold the knife, which is a kind of disdain and contempt, as if he is not qualified to hold it.
The PoZi Jue sword fell down, and the armor on the Hathru clan was torn apart like pieces of paper. His whole body was cut into two pieces by Chu Xiu's sword. Chu Xiu naturally held Chun Yu in his hand.
, without the slightest backlash.
Hei Jie, who was behind, stared at this scene in stunned silence, thinking in his heart that the Divine Envoy was truly worthy of being the Divine Envoy. Such a powerful leader of the Hathru clan could not survive a single blow in the hands of the Divine Envoy.
But Hei Jie didn't know that Chu Xiu's sword was at least three-thirds of his credit.
Hathru had already expended part of his energy during the fierce battle with Hei Jie. He used Ting Chunyu forcefully and expended another part of his energy.
Later, he was counterattacked by the sharp energy above Ting Chunyu. At that time, he was actually at the end of his strength, and it was not surprising that he was killed by Chu Xiu with a single blow.
At this time, Chu Xiu was holding Ting Chunyu in his hand, but his mind was full of illusions.
In front of him was a battlefield in darkness.
Gangqi storms, broken limbs, and fragments of weapons can be seen everywhere.
In an instant, the sky became dark, and even the surrounding space was torn apart by powerful forces. The rules of the domain and so on were beyond Chu Xiu's imagination.
There are still figures among them, but they are blurry, but each one is extremely powerful, like an immortal Buddha.
But at this time, all of them were wrapped in a boundless cloud of demonic energy. The power contained in the cloud of demonic energy seemed to have transcended space and time, and was similar to Chu Xiu's colorless concentration mudra, the mustard seed Na Sumeru's
The power was somewhat similar, but it was deeper than that. Chu Xiu tried desperately to see clearly, but the next moment, the boundless cloud of demonic energy was torn apart.
The clouds are clear and the moon is bright.
That was not the real bright moon, but the light of a sword, like a bright moon, illuminating the figures of these people.
The blue sky shines.
The next moment, the sword light shattered, and the bodies of those whose figures were illuminated were also torn apart in strange ways, and they suddenly turned into a pile of stumps and severed limbs.
The picture in his mind disappeared, but Chu Xiu's heart started beating crazily, and he almost couldn't bear the strong pressure and exited the illusion.
This is the imprint in Listening to the Spring Rain, the imprint left by Dugu Weiwo and the strong man from Da Luotian in the final battle.
The most important thing is that in the scene just now, what Dugu Weiwo used was not sword skills, but magical powers!
The clouds are clear, the moon is bright, and the blue sky is shining.
Powerful and strange, unstoppable and unavoidable.
It was precisely because Chu Xiu had encountered magical powers and had used magical powers himself that he could be sure that the magical powers used by Dugu Weiwo were also magical powers, and they were powerful beyond his imagination.
From hearing the spring rain in Chu Xiu's hand to seeing the illusion, it actually only took a moment.
At this time, the barbarian warriors of the Hasilu tribe were about to collapse after seeing their leader being beheaded by Chu Xiu.
At this time, an old man in the crowd who was wearing all kinds of colorful ornaments looked at Chu Xiu with hatred, spitting out a lot of syllables in his mouth. The next moment, Chu Xiu's eyes were filled with illusions, including a giant statue a hundred feet high.
The black panther bit him!
Chu Xiu looked at the black panther who looked like a god and demon, shook his head and said: "Your Hathru tribe is really unlucky."
The next moment, Chu Xiu's figure disappeared directly there, but the high priest of the Hasilu tribe was shocked to find that his surroundings turned into boundless darkness, and his figure began to fall continuously, as if he had fallen.
It's like being in boundless purgatory.
And at the bottom of that purgatory, there was a black panther with a big mouth waiting for him!
As the black panther devoured him in one gulp, the priest of the Hathru tribe suddenly bled from his seven holes, twitched twice, and fell directly to the ground.
The inner demon said disdainfully: "Weak, simply too weak. There is no comparison with the monk who died in your hands before."
Chu Xiu shook his head gently. It wasn't that the high priests of the Hasilu tribe were weak, it could only be said that they were too unlucky.
Chief Hasilu happened to be holding Listen to Chunyu, and it can be said that he was shocked to death by Chu.
And their high priest should be good at illusions. For most barbarians with well-developed limbs and simple minds, this is simply a big killer.
But for Chu Xiu, who had just fought a life-and-death battle with Maha Luotian, the rare master of illusions and the master of the Illusion Palace of Vishnu Palace in Brahma, Maha, the illusion skills of High Priest Hasilu were simply kindergarten.
I haven't graduated yet, so it's too childish.
When Lu Fei and Hei Jie over there saw how easily Chu Xiu defeated the strongest high priest and clan leader of the Hasilu tribe, the two of them were even more powerful and awe-struck by Chu Xiu. Of course, Chu Xiu
Xio would not explain it to them humbly.
The clan leader and the priest were both dead, and the other barbarians were almost vulnerable and retreated one after another.
Chu Xiu asked Hei Jie: "How do you usually deal with defeated enemies?"
Hei Jie said in surprise: "Of course we have to kill them all. Their ancestors are different from the gods we worship, so of course we have to kill them all."
Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows. Of course he didn't feel that the barbarians were cruel. In fact, he had done a lot of things that destroyed families and wiped out families.
He just felt that what these barbarians were doing was a bit wasteful. He could kill people or eradicate them, but only if there was a necessary reason.
Hei Jie's reason seemed a bit ridiculous to Chu Xiu. No wonder these barbarians couldn't defeat the human race. This was not just a matter of strength.
Chu Xiu said seductively: "You are all created by God, so tracing back to your origins, you are all from the same ancestor.
As for the issue of faith, they don’t know now that they are worshiping evil gods and heretics, so you have to enlighten them and let them know what they should do.”
"What if they don't listen?" Lu Fei asked.
Chu Xiu said with dazzled eyes: "It's very simple. Those who repent and worship the true God will be turned into members of the Black Luo tribe.
Those who are unwilling to repent should become slaves and let them be at the forefront next time.
As for those who are unwilling to repent and refuse to obey, we will kill them without delay."
The Black Luo Department is now at his disposal, but in Chu Xiu's view, the Black Luo Department is still a little too weak.
Chu Xiu only had real fire body refining as a way to improve the cultivation level of the Black Luo tribe warriors. If he was asked to come up with anything useful, he would not be able to do it.
But next, Chu Xiu still needs to use the Black Luo tribe for many things, and they must be able to defeat the big forces deep in the Diluo Mountains.
Therefore, he must let the barbarians like the Kuro tribe know what it means to feed war with war, and it is not okay to become weaker as they fight.
Hei Jie waved his hand and told other members of the Heiluo tribe not to kill them but to capture them alive.
After spending half a day cleaning the battlefield, Chu Xiu said to Hei Jie: "You know my other identity, so I can't stay in the southern barbarian land forever.
However, Cangwu County is not far from your place. Kecha will stay in Nan'an Mansion. If you have anything to ask me, you can go through Kecha.
Likewise, if I come to you for something, I will go through Kecha."
Kecha, who was following Chu Xiu, laughed bitterly, but didn't resist much.
Anyway, he had already boarded Chu Xiu's pirate ship, and it was too late to think about it. He could only do his best to work for Chu Xiu, seek a future, and bet that Chu Xiu would keep his promise.