Chen Xiu was a little confused. Feng Xinglie was a top master after all. He didn't even have his sword on his neck, so why did he scream?

Not so?

The storm eye move he just frightened himself so much that he almost peed inside his crotch.

Could it be that the flying sword in your hand?

Chen Xiu tried to move his flying sword a little away. The already dim golden light suddenly became richer and closer, the golden light became dimmed again.

"As it turns out that he is afraid of flying swords!"

"This will be easy!"

Chen Xiu proudly played with the flying sword in his hand and threatened: "Old guy, you were not very awesome just now, why did you say that you were a half-step immortal!"

"No...no...no awesome..." "If you are not awesome, be honest, why do you have to help me kill someone and find weapons?"

"Because... because I have many restrictions, although my soul is half a step in the innate realm, it cannot appear under the strong light..."                                              �

"It's almost the same."

Chen Xiu played a sword with his little sword and asked, "Then what's wrong with this little sword?"

"I didn't say just now that my body had been destroyed forty thousand years ago. My soul is not complete now. I cannot take over the body. I can only merge with the soul-devouring gun and enter the Tao with divine weapons.

To be honest, I am not a human, not a soul, but a gun soul! The human style is different, and the same is true for weapons.

Once I encounter a divine weapon with a higher level than me, my soul will be suppressed and I cannot exert my own strength.

This flying sword in your hand is not an ordinary small sword! I have tried to absorb it before, but when I got closer, the mysterious power inside almost retaliated and absorbed me! If I had a good guess, this flying sword should be the magic weapon of a great god in ancient times!”

Chen Xiu made up for the history of cultivating civilization during this period, and he also knew that before the cultivation world immigrated to the prehistoric continent, it was called ancient times; and in ancient times, it was already the end of the world that had been cultivated on Earth, and few people could ascend to become immortals and truly live with the heaven and earth.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago in ancient times, it was said that an immortal was everywhere, and the world of cultivation was at its peak and it was called the ancient era.

Chen Xiu often didn't expect that he would get a few taels of silver and make such a big profit.

Chen Xiu was shocked: "I made a fortune by picking up bargains on the earth. I didn't expect that the prehistoric continent would also make a living by picking up bargains!"

"I have said everything you need to know. Move your flying sword away. I'm about to...can't hold on!"

Feng Xinglie begged for mercy again.

Seeing that his golden light was getting dimmer, Chen Xiu smiled and took back the sword. He bullied an ancient strong man like this and could be blown away for the rest of his life! As soon as the flying sword was moved away, Feng Xinglie was more important and said, "Since you are unwilling to inherit my mantle, I will not force you."

It’s better to just do this, we will separate our own things and go our separate ways.”

Feng Xingliu's golden light drew back into the Soul-Devouring Gun. The spear head trembled, flew up from the ground, and flew out of the cave.

"etc!"

Chen Xiu moved his steps to get the way, and the Soul-Devouring Spear moved to the left, and Chen Xiu blocked the left again, and the Soul-Devouring Spear flew out to the right, and Chen Xiu also stepped out to the right.

Feng Xingli's angry voice came from the gun: "Boy, don't go too far! Although I didn't ask about using a few pieces of ice black iron for you, I also helped you kill Wu Zhiguang just now. After all, I am your savior!"

Chen Xiu laughed and said, "Senior, why bother to get angry? Have something to discuss. You don't want me to help you kill more experts, but you can find more Han Bing Xuantian and weapons to help you. This is a discussion."

Feng Xinglie was puzzled: "This kid just rejected me, why did he turn one hundred and eighty degrees at once?"

"How do you want to discuss?"

"I can promise you, but..."                                                                                                                           �

"I only kill those I think should be killed, and weapons and black iron that I can grab.

You can't force me to kill people or help you rob weapons."

"Of course, I'm not a random killer."

Feng Xinglie was still confused and asked, "Tell me about your conditions."

But..."                                                              �

"Don't go too far. I have been sleeping for 40,000 years and my memory is incomplete. In addition to being able to teach you some martial arts and combat skills, I can't protect myself with my current strength. Don't think about asking me to help you deal with any master!"

"Hehe...sen, don't worry.

It’s definitely not an exaggeration to go mine, and I don’t even need you to teach your skills.”

This makes Feng Xinglie even more regretful.

I heard Chen Xiu continue to say: "You should have been the peerless strong man on earth forty thousand years ago..."                                                  

"Okay...Okay, since you are a peerless strong man, you should also be clear about the period when cultivators immigrated from the Earth to the prehistoric continent, right?"

"Clearly!"

Feng Xinglie proudly said: "Forty thousand years ago, the spiritual energy on the earth was exhausted, and masters above the innate realm would have to be in a desperate situation where fabrics were 'starved'.

At that time, the ten most powerful powerful people on the earth found the prehistoric continent based on clues left by the great gods in ancient times.

However, at that time, there were already indigenous people in the prehistoric continent - the demon clan! At that time, the top ten powerful people came to the prehistoric continent and discussed with the demon clan's powerful people to temporarily borrow a lotus for the cultivators to live in, but they were rejected.

For this reason, the top ten strong men were anxious and cultivators on the earth gathered together. The 300,000 expeditionary force fought a thousand-year war with the demon clan in the prehistoric continent.

Qingyun Laogui and I were both members of the left army of the Expeditionary Force at that time. We experienced thousands of wars, and made great contributions, which was enough to make our two small sects qualified to immigrate to the prehistoric continent.

But these despicable villains of the thirty-six sects ambush us on our way back..."                                                                                                                �

"When I restore my cultivation level back then, I must kill a piece of armor without leaving any revenge and bloody hatred!"

After Feng Xinglie swears to the sky, he calmed down for a while and said, "Okay, what do you want from me?"

"Hehe... Since you are so clear about the matter between the Earth and the Prehistoric Continent, I just want to know how to return to the Earth from the Prehistoric Continent."

"At that time, our 300,000 expeditionary force passed the ark expedition left by the ancient gods.

However, after I conquered the prehistoric continent, I directly established a teleportation array on the prehistoric continent and the earth.

However, establishing a large space teleportation array consumes extremely spiritual power.

According to the trajectory at that time, every sect that immigrated to the prehistoric continent could only build one teleportation array, not more."
Chapter completed!