Perfect World: Rebirth of a Grass, Accompanied by a Willow God

The sky-swallowing sparrow roared angrily in the sky, its beak was cut off, and it was dripping with blood.

Seeing this scene, the humanoid creatures of Nanyun Shenshan, Qiongqi, and Yishan were also surprised. The strength of this old man exceeded their expectations, and it was too terrifying. There was bound to be a fierce battle.

"I'm leaving……"

When the last three words came, the withered vines and yellow leaves of the sacrificial spirit were completely burnt to ashes, floating in the air one after another.

At the same time, a large area of ​​light rain fell on the ground, sprinkled into the water, and a layer of green shoots grew in the soil at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, which was full of vitality.

It grows old, dies here, returns to the earth, was born from that ancient courtyard, and also dies here.

The endless light and rain danced, and many people opened their arms, sighed, and baptized. This is the rain of gods, and it is difficult to meet them in a few lifetimes.

"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!"

Everyone in the Butian Pavilion clenched their fists, and the voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, which contained sadness, but it could not change the ending.

"senior!"

Seeing this scene, Xiaobudian was also whispering, seeing it ended like this, felt very uncomfortable, and remembered the time when he enlightened and practiced under the old vines.

Chapter 319 Grand Master?

In the void, a green leather gourd shone with divine light.

On the green skin gourd, wisps of chaotic air permeated.

The whole body was wrapped in a light rain, suspended there.

This is the god seed, and the only thing left by the spirit of sacrifice.

Qiongqi, the treasure they coveted was this kind of god.

Seeing the god-seed in the void, Qiongqi couldn't help it.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed the green leather gourd.

He came to Butian Pavilion this time, isn't it just for this god seed.

Now that the sacrificial spirit is dead, and this god-seed has become an ownerless thing, he is naturally tempted to snatch it directly.

"This sacrificial spirit should have died a long time ago. He has been lingering until now, but he can't keep this decaying ancient religion. The god seed will belong to me!"

Qiongqi's speed is extremely fast, he spreads his wings, and the wind and thunder blows, which makes people intimidated.

The runes on its body flooded the heavens and the earth, extremely bright, and with a bloody glow, it blocked other people out. It was unparalleled in power and power, and it was bound to seize this divine seed.

"Go away!"

Seeing Qiongqi rushing towards the God Seed, the gray-haired old man looked cold, and after drinking a word, he held the broken sword and split the rune directly.

And there was a clanging sound, and a treasure made by Qiongqi from hedgehog hair sacrifices exploded immediately, and countless red needles flew around, almost hurting Sky Swallowing Bird and the others.

In a fierce battle, a terrifying battle broke out, and the two quickly collided, and then there was a puff, and Qiongqi screamed.

A big bloody paw was cut off and fell to the ground, bigger than the mountains, with blood gushing out.

Seeing this scene, people suddenly looked shocked.

In this terrifying battle, even the most powerful people in the sky changed their colors.

The strength shown by the gray-haired old man is really terrifying.

It makes people feel horrified.

Injuring the swallowing bird and breaking the Qiongqi claw arm, this strength is also amazing.

Who is this old man?

Why have such a powerful strength?

Could it be a hidden ancestor of Butian Pavilion?

For a while, everyone speculated about the origin of the old man.

"boom!"

After wounding Qiongqi, Master Gui hugged the green leather gourd into his arms.

He looked at the green leather gourd in his hand, with endless sadness on his face.

He murmured to himself: "Goodbye... I will never see you again. You did a good job and I am ashamed. My Butian Pavilion needs you to guard it."

The old man's voice was full of guilt, as if he couldn't help offering sacrifices to the spirit.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's heart trembled. Who is he?

How could you say such a thing?

Especially the Butian Pavilion disciples who were present were even more shocked.

The meaning in the old man's words made their hearts beat faster, and they couldn't believe it.

Could this be the patriarch of Butian Pavilion?

"Who are you?!" Tuntianque looked at the sad-looking old man in the void, and couldn't help shouting.

Qiong Qi also widened Bi Youyou's eyes, filled with murderous aura, and said, "Who the hell are you?"

Although they can already guess, they want to confirm.

if it is real.

This is too scary, the identity and status of the old man is a bit scary.

"who am I?"

Hearing everyone's questioning, the gray-haired old man talked to himself.

His eyes were slightly confused, and then he opened them suddenly, shooting out two bursts of divine light, which immediately scattered the clouds in the sky.

Then he muttered to himself: "I'm just an abandoned disciple who created Butian Pavilion!"

"what?!"

Everyone who heard this was shocked and their bodies trembled, which is too amazing.

He created Butian Pavilion?

Could this old man be the founder of Butian Pavilion?

"Are you really... our godfather?"

At this moment, the voices of Butian Pavilion Master, Mu Yan, Liu Lao and others all trembled.

This really shocked them, and they couldn't believe everything in front of them.

Other creatures felt a burst of fear.What a terrifying character, who created this pure land with his own hands, and is still in the world?It's unreal, it's unreal!

Many creatures are terrified, attacking this place, wanting to get a chance, is it a blessing or a curse?

"Patriarch, kill them all and avenge the Lord of the Spirit!"

"Don't let go, you must kill them!"

"They killed so many of our fellow disciples, the patriarch must avenge the dead fellow disciples."

Many Butian Pavilion disciples cried to the old man.

Seeing the appearance of the patriarch, they felt that they had found a backer.

Perhaps, Butian Pavilion can escape unharmed because of this!

Standing in the crowd, Xiao BuDian was quite surprised, Lord Gui was the ancestor of Butian Pavilion?

His little face was a bit green, and he was always followed by the old man at the beginning, and he could see him when he woke up in the middle of the night. He once used the other party as a hanger, and threw all the small clothes he took off on the old man.

But he didn't expect that the old man's background was so amazing.

He turned out to be the founder of Butian Pavilion!

Thinking of this, the little guy's scalp felt a little numb, this old man won't teach himself a lesson, right?

"He is an abandoned disciple, what sect was he abandoned by?"

"What sect can abandon such an existence?"

The second bald man on the side muttered, his heart felt cold, and his whole body was hairy.

Even though his origin is mysterious, facing such an existence, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

Who would have thought that the ancestor of Butian Pavilion is still alive, which is too shocking.

"This... is too amazing, the originator of Butian Pavilion has appeared?!"

The big red bird trembled in fright. A person of this level has a longer history than his race, and he couldn't help being in awe.

Not only them, others are also creepy.

At this moment, the humanoid creature in Yishan gave birth to a divine ring in the back of his head, and his whole body was intertwined with runes. As if he was facing an enemy, he had been a sacrifice to Xiaoxitian, he knew some ancient secrets, and he knew how terrifying these originators were.

The state of the gray-haired old man was very unstable, he was sober for a while and confused for a while.

Suddenly, he shook his head vigorously, then opened his eyes, and while he was awake, he suddenly threw the gourd seed.

"buzz"

In the void, a golden ripple appeared, like a passage, carrying the gourd away and submerging into the end of the sky.

"Where you take root, the future Butian Pavilion will be reborn there. The family can be destroyed, but the inheritance will never end!"

The gray-haired old man said, his voice was not high, but it shook the sky.

Everyone in the Butian Pavilion was greatly touched, and they shouted together, repeating these words, as if they saw a bright hope.

"Old man, you..."

Seeing the old man's actions, the humanoid creatures of Southern Meteor Mountain were furious. Are they really going to miss out on the gods?

The swallowing devil sparrow spreads its wings, and it is about to pursue it.

Qiong Qi and the creatures of Yishan also rushed up, chasing after the green gourd.

"court death!"

But at this moment, the gray-haired old man's eyes were empty, and fierce murderous intent erupted from his whole body.

He flipped the broken sword in his hand and drew an inexplicable rune, which directly sealed the sky and imprisoned the four directions, making them unable to leave.

Chapter 320 Escape!

"Kill this old ghost!"

The most terrifying battle broke out, and the four living beings shot together, attacking the originator of the Butian Pavilion, and wanting to kill him.

"Let's go, I'll build the Tiantian Pavilion again in the future." The gray-haired old man shouted to the crowd below. His voice was lonely, tired, and hopeful, and it contained too much.

"Let's go, let's leave!" The pavilion master of the Butian Pavilion shouted, leading the crowd to break through. He knew that the originator was in a wrong state, sometimes sober, sometimes confused, which might cause major problems and could not stay for a long time.

The battle in the sky was extremely fierce, the blood rained, and after the gray-haired old man was caught with a piece of flesh and blood from his shoulder, he was completely mad. Although his eyes were empty, the killing intent was blazing to the extreme.

"Pfft" sounded one after another, Qiongqi roared, a claw arm was cut off, and flew down, and then swallowed the sky bird roared angrily, one of its wings was missing half, and it was cut off.And the strong man from the Southern Meteorite Mountain also had a cold calf, and the blood rushed up and fell off.

The old man was a little scary and mighty. After he was injured, he hit them one after another, and he was invincible with a broken sword!

Everyone in Butian Pavilion is breaking out and starting a big retreat!

The gray-haired old man attacked and killed, his hand interrupted and the sword was unmatched, and the divine voice rumbled and dazzled.

However, at this moment, the ancient sword inserted into his head trembled slightly, emitting a hazy light, which suddenly made him stagger, and strands of black blood gushed out from his head.

"go!"

The pavilion master of the Butian Pavilion, Mu Yan, Liu Lao and other gods looked like lightning. When they saw this scene, they finally knew why the originator was so powerful, why they let them withdraw. Jianzhen is really a big problem in his head.

In the nine days, black bird feathers fluttered, animal claws cracked, and blood rained, which was amazing.

The battle was very tragic, the gray-haired old man went mad, and the four supreme powerhouses also tried their best.

"Ancestor is divine martial arts!"

"Revenge for Lord Ji Ling!"

On the ground, everyone in Butian Pavilion watched with enthusiasm, and their hearts were extremely excited. They hoped that the gray-haired old man would kill all the four great powerhouses.