Chapter 1273

Name:The Mad Cultivator Author:王小蛮
"You three, hit his head! You three, hit his torso! You three, hit his limbs!" Wu Guibao hurriedly ordered, and at the same time, he quickly ordered Chu to inform Zhao Yukun and evacuate with his tribe.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three fairy swords suddenly shot out, the finished shape, tore open the air, and attacked the Blackwater giant with strong power! Immediately behind, there are three fairy swords, straight at the giant's body! Then, there are three fairy swords, shooting at the giant's legs!

The goal of Wu Guibao is to find the weakness of the giant!

However, his plan failed. The giant's head was knocked off, and soon another head grew out of Blackwater's body. A huge hole was made in its body, but the water that flowed to the ground soon flowed back to repair it. Its legs are broken, but soon, it will have two new legs!

Wu Guibao stood on the cloud and didn't know how to deal with it. This giant has no weakness. It can regenerate wherever it is broken. What should we do?

However, time waits for no one. A giant ten feet tall can take a distance of twenty feet in one step. This guy has become much smarter. He knows that he can't beat the immortal or catch up with the immortal, so he tries his best to kill mortals and monks!

Over there, Zhao Yukun is persuading the descendants of the tribe. When he came back, Blackwater had not become a giant, but vaguely felt dangerous. So he let those monks and mortals escape to a nearby mountain. What he worried about at that time was flood and so on.

However, some people are unwilling to leave.

In a corner of the tribe, under the totem pole, several young monks blocked the door of the underground palace and said in embarrassment, "Zhao Shangxian, several elders said when they closed the door, there is no most important thing, that is, in addition to matters related to the life and death of the clan, don't disturb them..."

Zhao Yukun frowned and said, "the black water Python is performing spells. I don't know what spells. It looks very strange. I'm afraid it's too late to wait until the time..."

When those young monks heard this, it turned out that Zhao Shangxian was just guessing, not necessarily dangerous. So they all waved their hands and said, no, never wake up the elders.

A friar said, "elder Wang is attacking the perfection of the virtual period. If he succeeds, he will be the first person in our whole demon world. We can't disturb him, otherwise it's possible for him to kill us in anger."

Zhao Yukun frowned and said, "elder Wang? But Wang Junhui?"

The young monk respectfully said, "it's elder Wang Junhui."

Zhao Yukun was stunned for a moment. Wang Junhui and he are fellow disciples. He is a senior brother, simple and honest, and Wang Junhui is a junior brother, smart and smart. They all fell in love with the younger martial sister. Who didn't have these romantic memories when he was young?

At that time, the elders of the school were optimistic about Zhao Yukun and thought he was relatively stable. Later, they married a little younger martial sister, inherited the position of the senior elder of the school and presided over the school.

Zhao Yukun was also very happy, and worked hard to cultivate, close down, and improve his accomplishments... But unexpectedly, he neglected a little, and girls need to be accompanied. The younger martial sister began to feel that it was difficult for them to choose, but Zhao Yukun was old and gone, and Wang Junhui followed her all day

A good girl can't stand the grinding. When Zhao Yukun leaves the customs, she finds that Wang Junhui has secretly conceived with her younger martial sister. Zhao Yukun was depressed. One night, he thought more and more and was more annoyed. It was difficult to settle down. At midnight, he ran to the black water pool, stole the Python's cub, encountered some adventures, and left the planet.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yukun is a little sad. I can't imagine that thousands of years later, things are different here. The only one who knows well is his rival in love.

But at this time, the thunder of Blackwater pond heaven's scourge startled here, and many monks drove magic weapons to heaven to watch. Soon someone flew in. I can't tell. The water of the black pool absorbed the Python's divine sense and became a giant. It seemed that the immortals had nothing to do!

Zhao Yukun quickly ordered to wake up all the closed elders!

Those young monks did not dare to call Wang Junhui. Zhao Yukun said, "go and call others, and I'll call my younger martial brother."

When he came to a stone chamber in the middle of the underground palace, there were many prohibitions outside, but these were all lower bounds prohibitions. Zhao Yukun raised his hand and released immortal power, which was easily lifted.

At this time, he reached out and patted the door, calling, "younger martial brother, I'm back!"

People in the lower world cannot see the immortal level. Just like when ye Kong saw blossoms for the first time and Yamamoto Jianren for the first time, they all thought they were mortals.

Zhao Yukun didn't wear golden fairy armor, so he really couldn't see that he was a fairy. In addition, he didn't come back when he left, so Wang Junhui didn't know that Zhao Yukun was a fairy.

Wang Junhui was woken up, coughed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his heart flew into a rage. He has been in seclusion for 300 years. Seeing that he is about to reach the great perfection, he was awakened at this critical moment!

As soon as the stone door opened, I saw Zhao Yukun, who had not been seen for thousands of years. Wang Junhui was surprised. The boy was not dead. It was good to be a compulsory student. He didn't have any accomplishments with the heavenly eye skill!

Wang Junhui suddenly understood that this boy's cultivation was about the same as his own, so he deliberately interrupted his retreat and didn't let himself surpass him.

He immediately snorted coldly, "since elder martial brother Zhao came back, he should help me manage the tribe. Why did he act like this villain as soon as he came back, preventing me from practicing? Are you still angry about the original thing?"

Zhao Yukun said that Lao Tzu came to save you. I don't care about you if I want a villain!

"Villain's heart, you will always be a villain!" Zhao Yukun snorted coldly and walked out.

Wang Junhui was furious, opened his mouth and spit out a small hammer magic weapon, roaring, "Zhao Yukun, don't think I'm afraid of you, my life magic weapon thousand nail ten thousand eye hammer, with infinite power and incomparable power, you release the magic weapon quickly, and I'll fight with you!"

Zhao Yukun was funny in his heart, and looked back. "He has been playing magic weapons for 8000 years, and he is not afraid of losing face."

Wang Junhui was furious and roared, "friar doesn't play magic weapons. What are you playing with? Can you play with Xianbao? Zhao Yukun, can you afford it?"

Just as he said, a woman who stepped on the white clouds hurried into the outside, but she was also a mortal, but she was beautiful and plump, especially her chest

Chu came in one by one and said, "zhaoyukun, don't delay. The black water Python has lost the black water giant. It knows it's not our opponent, so it's running over to kill mortals, and quickly take these monks to escape."

Zhao Yukun didn't say much. With a greeting, he took the friar out of the ground. However, Wang Junhui was cheeky and followed Chu 11, "I don't know what you call you. I'm wang Junhui, the elder of the human tribe here, who is currently fighting against the great perfection of refining emptiness. My Taoist companion died 3000 years ago and is still alone... What kind of cultivation do you have, Taoist friend? Your white cloud barrier magic tool is very special, Taoist friend..."

Chu 11 was so bored that he scolded, "crazy."

Out of the ground, Wang Junhui trembled with fear. Under the starry sky, a towering giant with a height of 30 or 40 feet has stood in front of the tribe and is frantically destroying the houses and buildings in the tribe.

Boom! A fairy sword shot from somewhere and knocked off the giant's arm at once. Just listen to a crash, the black water fell to the ground, like a mountain torrent, which washed away all the houses nearby.

At a glance, Blackwater giant saw these figures flying out of the underground practice place. He waved his huge fist and smashed head-on in this direction!

At this time, Wang Junhui was surprised to find that Zhao Yukun, whom he had always despised, actually released a flying sword, stepped on a piece of white clouds, and rose into the sky!

"Fairy sword! That's fairy sword!" Wang Junhui cried out.

Chu one by one snorted coldly, "why, do you still want to kill Zhao Xianjiang and kill him to win the treasure?"

Immortal general! These two words hit Wang Junhui's heart like a sledgehammer. Not seen for thousands of years, he has become an immortal and become an immortal general, and he... Wang Junhui's tongue is bitter, and his heart says that he is really stupid. He just offended Zhao Yukun, for fear that he will quarrel with himself.

Boom! The fist of the Blackwater giant was broken, and a large area of Blackwater fell with a crash. Zhao Yukun below was overwhelmed and hit by a large area of Blackwater. He was surprised to find that these were not water, and their weight and hardness were like steel!

With a slap, Zhao Yukun fell to the ground, and his body was wrapped in a large piece of black water.

"I'll help Zhao Yukun, and you can evacuate everyone!" Chu ordered one by one and jumped on it with a fairy sword!

Wang Junhui regained his consciousness. After all, he is the elder here. He immediately ordered that all monks release magic tools, the bigger the better, take more mortals, fly into the air and avoid giants.

However, there are only hundreds of monks in the tribe, but tens of thousands of mortals! And the monks in the demon world are generally poor. There are no powerful flying magic tools at all. They have never heard of space magic tools that can hold living people, so how many people can flying sword magic weapons bring?

Although Zhao Yukun was wrapped by Blackwater, he was a fairy with fairy armor. Chu 11 broke the black water with a sword, and Zhao Yukun came out.

However, those mortals suffer. Every time the giant's body is broken somewhere, a large area of black water falls and wraps a large area of mortals in it. When the black water flows away, the rest is a large area of corpses that are pressed into bloody flesh!

Seeing such a tragedy, the immortals and cultivators flying in the air were stunned. However, they have no way at all. It's ok if you don't hit the Blackwater giant. If you hit it, it will turn into Blackwater and kill more people.

"Stop, stop, stop the attack!" Wu Guibao quickly drank. Stepping on the clouds, he asked in a low voice, "this monster is really difficult to deal with. Otherwise, we should hurry back and ask his Majesty the northern emperor to collect it?"

Chu 11 hurriedly shook his head, "this time, it will take too long. When my father comes, I'm afraid all the human beings here have already died."

Ho ho! The Blackwater giant seemed to see that they had nothing to do, roared almost laughing, took big steps, and chased the large forces of the escaping crowd!

Wang Junhui didn't care about the holiday between himself and Zhao Yukun, so he hurriedly came over and begged, "elder martial brother, you are a fairy now. Think of a way quickly. There are tens of thousands of mortals over there, all descendants of you, me and their masters!"

But what can Zhao Yukun do? The Blackwater giant is weird, and he can't fight it yet. How to deal with it! Everyone frowned and said nothing.

But at this time, a colorful light flew from the dark, like a shining colorful star in the night!