Chapter 1182

Only this time, it caused the warrior to fly backward.

And in Ximen Wudi's eyes, a trace of surprise flashed.

He had not expected that this subordinate of Xing Tian would be so powerful.

However, at this time, the warrior was completely enraged.

Just as his figure stabilized, he pounced toward Ximen Wudi.

The weapon in his hand bloomed with dazzling cold light.

"Kill!"

And how could Ximen Wudi be afraid? His mouth let out a roar.

His magic power boiled, and he slapped out with a palm.

This palm almost gathered all the magic power in the entire void, causing the void to tremble.

"Boom!"

With the falling roar, the warrior was slapped away.

He was covered in blood.

However, he was still fierce, pouncing toward Ximen Wudi again.

It caused the other party to reveal a look of astonishment.

Such experts were not often seen in his impression.

However, just at this moment, between heaven and earth, a voice rang out:

"Ximen Wudi, I want your life!"

The voice carried rich killing intent.

Then, a brilliant divine light tore through the sky.

It crashed toward Ximen Wudi.

"Courting death!"

Feeling the biting killing intent from behind,

Ximen Wudi's pupils shrank, and he said.

Then, he turned his figure and prepared to meet the enemy.

And just as he was preparing to counterattack,

the figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, it appeared beside the warrior.

Reaching out, he directly grabbed the other party.

In the astonished eyes of everyone,

"Chi!"

With a flick of his finger, a thin line appeared on the warrior's neck.

Then, he fell into the dust.

He had never expected

that in this life, he would actually fall here.

"Roar!"

Then, a roar rang out.

It turned out that the figure who had just saved him had transformed into its true form.

It was none other than the Dragon-Headed Crocodile Turtle.

"Bang!"

After he plundered the essence energy within the warrior's body,

he pounced toward Ximen Wudi.

His speed was incredibly fast.

"Ang!"

Ximen Wudi roared to the sky and met him as well.

The sharp sword in his hand swung down in an instant.

The scorching sword light, like a tide, surged toward the behemoth.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the two collided.

"Ka la!"

With a cracking sound,

the Dragon-Headed Crocodile Turtle's chest was directly pierced.

Then, a golden pill was taken into Ximen Wudi's hand.

Looking at the other party's terrified expression, he said indifferently,

"Today, if you all submit, perhaps there is a way to live!"

After Ximen Wudi's voice fell,

the warrior's face turned pale.

He was unwilling to betray the Ancestral Witch, but upon seeing the Great Zhou army behind Ximen Wudi,

he had to choose to kneel and surrender.

After all, if he remained stubborn,

he feared he would be killed completely.

And the other Primordial Chaos cultivators

revealed envious light in their eyes.

They knew that from now on, this Primordial Chaos would truly rise.

Because Ximen Wudi was too ruthless.

After the warrior knelt by his side,

he said coldly,

"Kill!"

Following the voice,

Xing Tian and the Great Han experts under Xing Tian attacked the surroundings.

Instantly, screams were continuous.

And at this time, Xing Tian stood in the field.

Looking at Ximen Wudi, he bowed respectfully and said,

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The voice carried a trace of excitement.

He had never expected that one day, he could also reach such a realm.

"Xing Tian, you may rise!"

Hearing this, Ximen Wudi said indifferently.

However, after he finished speaking, Xing Tian still stood where he was.

Afterwards, he said respectfully again,

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I have a precious treasure to offer you, I hope Your Majesty can accept it!"

After the voice fell, he took out the axe in his hand and handed it to Ximen Wudi.

"Hum!"

Wisps of black mist rippled from the axe blade.

"Hmm, this axe is not bad, but it's a pity it's too sharp, I don't like it yet.

You keep it for now!"

Ximen Wudi said indifferently.

A trace of regret appeared in his eyes.

"Thank you for your grace!"

At this time, Xing Tian could not care about so much.

Immediately, he sent the axe into his body.

Afterwards, he retreated to the side.

Looking at Ximen Wudi, a fanatical look appeared in his eyes.

The other party wore a Nine-Dragon Robe and a crown on his head.

He had the demeanor of a king.

His strength had even reached the Seventh-Level Saint level.

This was only a short year.

If it were someone else, they would have already attained the Primordial Dao.

And Ximen Wudi had only broken through to the Seventh-Level Saint realm.

How could Xing Tian not admire him?

At this time, his determination to follow the other party became increasingly firm.

When his figure appeared in the field,

those big shots in the Primordial Chaos revealed a look of horror.

They had not expected that the Great Zhou would send reinforcements again.

However, when they saw that it was Xing Tian leading the army,

a complex look could not help but appear in their eyes.

Their relationship with Xing Tian could not be considered good.

The other party's personality was extremely reclusive.

And he was very vengeful; if one provoked him, it would be very troublesome.

Therefore, for a time, they all stood where they were, not daring to approach.

However, at this time, Xing Tian did not pay attention to this.

After beheading the warrior, he stood behind Ximen Wudi.

"Haha, you finally came!"

Looking at Ximen Wudi, Sun Wukong spoke up, his eyes revealing excitement.

"Is your injury healed?"

Ximen Wudi asked slowly.

"Hehe, my current strength, even an Eighth-Level Saint cannot do anything to me!"

Hearing Ximen Wudi's voice, the monkey said with a smile, appearing somewhat honest.

And just after his voice fell, he shifted his gaze to the Ancient Giant Spirit.

He shouted,

"Junior, what are you still stunned for, hurry up and pay respects to your master!"

"Plop!"

Although he did not understand what relationship Ximen Wudi and this Sun Wukong had,

but at this time, he could not care about these things.

He directly bowed before the other party.

"Disciple pays respects to Master!"

He said respectfully.

"Hmm, since so, then come with me.

From now on, follow me.

I guarantee, it won't be long.

Throughout the entire Primordial Chaos, there will definitely be no match!"

Hearing the other party's voice, Sun Wukong said, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

He and Ximen Wudi were both straightforward people, so they did not stand on ceremony.

And upon seeing this scene, the Ancient Giant Spirit could not help but reveal an envious look.

He also wanted to take a master.

After all, an existence that could teach such a disciple

was also a rare phoenix feather in the entire Primordial Chaos.

"Thank you, Master, for taking me in!"

Hearing the other party's voice, the Ancient Giant Spirit said without hesitation.

And Ximen Wudi, after arranging everything properly,

headed toward the center of the Primordial Chaos.

He prepared to create a career in the Primordial Chaos.

And at the same time, in another palace, an old man could not sit still either.

He was a loose cultivator in the Primordial Chaos.

Named Pangu, he had come to the Primordial Chaos this time,

not to participate in the war, but for a treasure.

However, when he entered the Primordial Chaos, he felt the rich spiritual energy here.

It made him yearn for it.

Therefore, he immediately prepared to seek opportunities.

However, his luck seemed not good.

After wandering in the Primordial Chaos for hundreds of years, not only did he not find any opportunities, but he encountered the conflict between two forces.

The sect he belonged to was almost annihilated under the suppression of the other party.

Finally, he had no choice but to leave the Primordial Chaos.

Before leaving, he left behind a jade talisman.

Saying that if one day, the Primordial Chaos suffered a disaster, one only needed to crush the jade talisman to save them.

And at this time, on the border of the Primordial Chaos,

on a mountain range,

at this time, Pangu had already waited for hundreds of millions of years.

Although he was a Sixth-Level Saint, in reality, he was about the same as an ordinary Great Luo.

Even worse, because he had guarded the Primordial Chaos for hundreds of millions of years here, causing the spiritual veins in the Primordial Chaos to be absorbed, so he had not broken through for a long time.

And today, he finally waited for the messenger, how could he not be shocked?

Therefore, upon seeing the messenger, he asked impatiently,

"Where are my clansmen now, please tell the old man!"

Pangu's voice rang out low.

His eyes revealed anxiety.

"Fellow Daoist Pangu, calm down, I will take you there immediately!"

Hearing the other party's voice, the messenger said respectfully.

Although Pangu was only a Sixth-Level Saint, his strength was much higher than his, and the other party also had brute force.

Naturally, he did not dare to be negligent.

When the two walked out of the cave, under the guidance of the messenger, they headed toward the northwest.

However, the things that happened along the way

surprised him abnormally.

His speed was incredibly fast.

However, every day of travel, he walked for a full three thousand years of distance.

When they stepped onto a great river,