Demon Recovery: Demolishing the Town Demon Temple at the beginning

With so many powerful magic weapons, it's totally worth fighting for.

Moreover, he had actually been observing the battle here long ago.

After all, after the lord of the Xichi Kingdom forcibly broke through the limit that this world can accommodate, that kind of fluctuation can spread very far.

So much so that the old monster who was thousands of miles away also felt the fluctuations here, so he used his magical way to look here.

The result is to see the battle between the ruler of Xichi Kingdom and Chuhe.

And Chuhe felt being spied on, and that was actually at that time.

From this person's point of view, although Chuhe won, he relied on this strange pagoda magic weapon. If he really confronted the ruler of the Xichi Kingdom head-on, without the help of the magic weapon, it would be difficult for him to win.

It may even have been killed by the ruler of Xichi Kingdom long ago.

Therefore, in fact, this person is not very worried about Chuhe's strength, what he is worried about is the magic weapon in Chuhe's hand.

This pagoda is very powerful in this person's eyes, but his body is not here. Even if this magic weapon is powerful, can it go across thousands of miles to deal with his body?

Therefore, this man has no scruples at all, and is not afraid of the magic weapon in Chuhe's hand. On the contrary, he is deliberately trying to take away the magic weapon in Chuhe's hand.

This is the case in the world of the jungle.

If the ability is not strong enough to protect oneself, then oneself will be the prey.

This is the reason why the so-called ordinary people are innocent, but pregnant women are guilty.

"Hehe... I really didn't think of it, I didn't think of it..."

That strange face continued to talk to Chuhe, but all he said was nonsense.

At this moment, Chuhe has completely controlled the Tiger Soul Demon Sword in his own hands.

The strange face looked greedily at the tiger soul demon knife in Chuhe's hand, and felt that his saliva was about to flow down.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this demon knife was extraordinary, and he could even feel a huge spiritual power from it, which was enough to change people's spirits and make people immerse themselves in it.

It seems that there is a great sage's soul in this demon knife, and it is roaring unyieldingly!

Could it be that there really is the soul of the Great Sage inside?

The strange face was shocked in his heart, and he immediately put this thought behind him.

It should be impossible.

After all, what kind of existence is that Great Sage?

That is the top existence of the monster race in the prehistoric world!

In fact, the great sage is not a title of realm, but a title of honor.

The most important thing is that only the most powerful monsters of the monster clan can be called great saints, and of course the great saints also have the lowest cultivation level restrictions.

To become a great sage, the minimum requirement is also a great Luo Jinxian!

Da Luo Jinxian, this cultivation base can be regarded as the top group of people in the prehistoric world!

And the cultivation base of the great sage of the Yaozu will never be lower than this, only higher.

Therefore, after the initial doubts, the strange face knew that the demon sword definitely could not be the soul of the Great Sage, but it should also be the soul of a strong demon clan.

At least it is at the level of a fairy!

Just like the cultivation level of the great sage who was thinking with a strange face just now, the standard he followed was the standard of the prehistoric.

But in fact, in the outside world, the Great Sage of the Monster Race has already become "cheap", because people don't know what the information contained in the Great Sage is, but they just feel the prestige, so they use it everywhere. The result is that now in the outside world, the Great Sage It's becoming less and less valuable.

Even any cat or dog can be a great saint.

The strange face didn't know this, but began to carefully measure Chuhe's strength there.

Now, in his opinion, Chuhe is nothing more than the strength of an Earth Immortal. This kind of strength is plentiful in the prehistoric world. Almost any monk can at least reach the level of an Earth Immortal.

But in this world now, the cultivation base of the Earth Immortal level is already at the apex, and even the quite a few small worlds below can't accommodate it.

It is also enough to see how weak the current world is, and how strong the original prehistoric world was. It was really big bosses walking all over the place, and there were as many immortals as dogs.

No exaggeration at all.

According to the division of the prehistoric cultivation realm at that time, Chuhe is now at the lowest end, that is, a little bit stronger than ordinary people.

And above the earth immortals, there are heavenly immortals.

Celestial Immortal has nine turns, and after nine turns is Xuanxian.

After reaching Xuanxian, it is basically the backbone of Honghuang, and after Xuanxian is Jinxian.

After the Golden Immortal is the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

And after Taiyi Golden Immortal, it is the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal!

Reaching the realm of Daluo Jinxian is basically a strong man in the prehistoric one.

Although Honghuang is extremely powerful, there are still very few monks who can reach the realm of Daluo Jinxian, so that people at the level of Daluo Jinxian can be considered famous in Honghuang.

And after Daluo Jinxian, it is the realm of quasi-sage.

This realm is no longer a realm that can be achieved with hard work. If you want to reach this realm, you need luck, strength and opportunity, both of which are indispensable.

Those who can reach this realm can be regarded as standing on the top of the prehistoric world!

It is the most powerful group of people.

And above the quasi-sage, there is actually another realm.

That is - saint!

And from the beginning of the Great Desolation to the present, I don't know how many years have passed, and there are only seven saints.

That is, these seven saints can almost be said to have dominated the life and death of the prehistoric people.

As long as they reach the realm of saints, they can be immortal. Even if the creatures of the prehistoric world have been changed one after another, those saints are still immortal.

That is the realm that everyone needs to look up to, and it has already left the realm of monks.

It is the ultimate ideal of all monks!

The current strength of that strange face is only the sixth rank of the immortal, not a powerful monk, relying on the method of turtle's breath, he has been sleeping from the prehistoric to the present.

Although his strength is not very good, he has a lot of ability to save his life.

Now the prehistoric has the faint meaning of repeating itself. As a person who has experienced the prehistoric, he naturally knows what it means.

Every time the Great Desolation repeats itself, countless strong men will be born.

And he couldn't hold back, he wanted to leave the level at this time, to achieve a legend of his own.

Moreover, not long after he woke up, he sensed the struggle between Chuhe and the ruler of Xichi Kingdom.

This only made him feel that his fate was profound.

This is God's gift to me!

Chapter 410 Who gave you courage

"If you are sensible, just obediently call out this magic weapon. I don't want it either, I just keep it for you. After all, the world is extremely dangerous nowadays. You are like a child who has no power to restrain a chicken with such a magic weapon. , walking on the street with a million dollars of wealth."

"It's inevitable that people will be targeted by those who want to. I'm not doing this for your own good, but it's a win-win for both of us."

The weird man formed by the condensed clouds continued, "Give these magic weapons to me, and I can learn some great opportunities from them, and you will save a lot of trouble. After your strength grows to the level of a fairy, I will return them to you!" There you are."

From the very beginning, if you don't hand it over, you will die. Now, if you hand it over, I just keep it for you.

Although they all want Chuhe to hand over the magic weapon in his hand, the meanings in the middle are not known how far apart.

"I know you must still have doubts. If you don't believe me, I can swear." The man continued, "You are also a top monk among monks, so naturally you should know what the oath means to monks like you and me." What are you wearing?"

After the man finished speaking, he came directly to Chuhe.

The huge cloud condensed form looks as tall as the huge figure of the Chu River hundreds of feet high.

"Now, it's up to you to make a decision. Whether to question whether you don't hand over the magic weapon and then I will forcibly snatch it, or hand it over now and I will return it to you in the future. You can choose for yourself."

"I think your aptitude and opportunity are first-class, and I really don't want to see you die like this. Wouldn't Hong Huang lose a lot of fun in this way? After all, is it death or death? Life is all in your mind."

Originally in the palm of Chuhe, the ruler of Xichi Kingdom thought he had seen hope, but unexpectedly, the strange man who was aggressive just now started to discuss with Chuhe the next moment.

As a prisoner of Chuhe, his life is now in Chuhe's hands. Naturally, he hopes that the two parties can fight, so that he can escape in the chaos.

Of course, it would not be so easy to escape, because one of the other conditions of that weirdo was to have his flesh and blood.

What's more, the king of the Xichi country felt a little unbelievable that he said he was of the blood of the Wu clan, but even the king of the Xichi country didn't know what kind of blood he was.

He didn't even know what the Witch Clan was.

The Lord of Xichi Kingdom only knows witchcraft, which is a very mysterious and vicious method, most of which are curses and very secret methods of killing people.

But I have never heard of the witch clan.

In fact, this is not to blame for the ruler of the Xichi Kingdom. It is because the Wu Clan has long since disappeared in the long river of history. After all, the period of the second catastrophe when the Wu Clan was strong and prosperous is too far away from now.

As a result, if it weren't for some people with cultivation in the prehistoric world, I'm afraid they wouldn't even know the existence of the Wu Clan.

"I can give you an hour to think about it."

The strange man didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and with a casual finger, he used the clouds to condense something that looked like incense. The incense candle was constantly lit. If you look carefully, it can be completely lit after about an hour.

"After all, this is a fork in your life for you. If you choose the wrong one, you may die forever. I can give you some time to think about it."

After finishing speaking, the giant formed by the condensed clouds suddenly dispersed, and then turned into clouds all over the sky, leaving only a strange face on the clouds.

Chuhe watched all this without saying a word.

After seeing that strange man say and do this again, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Procrastination?"

Chuhe smiled, "What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for your real body to arrive?"

That strange face was completely silent, and he was really surprised. He didn't expect Chuhe to see his plan at a glance.

The strange face just smiled, "Whatever you look like, I just want to give you one more choice, don't forget, your time is still passing quickly, after an hour passes, if you still don't make up your mind to do it If there is a choice, then I have to help you choose."

After finishing speaking, the strange face directly recovered its calmness. It neither refuted nor admitted what Chuhe said just now, as if it meant that it didn't hear it.

But Chuhe laughed even louder, "Pretending to be a ghost, but it doesn't need to be done in an hour."