Myth Lord: Start with a Survival Base

Chu Wuxiu walked out solemnly like a god of war, with a faint holy power emanating from his body.

All creatures of all races in the outside world were filled with horror at this moment.

That is the top inherited magic technique of the Three-Eyed Clan, which has left endless legends in history.

I didn't expect that the Gate of Time was broken twice in a short period of time, not only that this time it was the ultimate pupil technique of a semi-saint.

It is hard to imagine that they were defeated so easily.

Chu Wuxiu's eyes were as fast as lightning. A powerful and terrifying aura was brewing and rising, with a little bit of holy power added.

"kill!"

With a low growl, he took a step forward and charged forward. He had a premonition that this test of life and death would clarify his future path.

He is not far from becoming a saint. He only needs to go into seclusion to sort out his thoughts and then he will be able to break through the realm of heaven and achieve the path to becoming a saint.

A fierce murderous intent was everywhere, and the momentum was unstoppable.

A punch was thrown, extreme and dangerous.

The half-saint of the Three-Eyed Clan had disheveled hair, and his originally awe-inspiring divine pupils were broken. Facing the powerful invasion, he finally fell to his knees.

However, even so, he was unwilling to give up, and forcibly suppressed his strength and launched a life-and-death battle.

If not, once he falls, the Three-Eyed Tribe will surely be destroyed.

Naturally, the Half-Saint of the Three-Eyed Clan could not accept such a result.

The sky and earth were hazy, chaos arose, and the countless inscriptions were like brilliant stars, emitting deadly divine light.

The two figures were fighting fiercely, and both had their reasons for not falling.

Boom boom

The dark clouds piled up one after another, rolling like an endless sea of ​​stars. The sky exploded between lightning and thunder, and the lightning pierced through the void.

The sky and the earth roared, the mountains and rivers were shattered, all things suffered a destructive blow, and the fierce wind turned into a sharp blade, cutting everything.

Chu Wuxiu's eyes were as sharp as torches, his fists were as sharp as knives, and every strike he made was powerful enough to destroy the world.

"boom!"

With a deadly punch, the half-saint of the three-eyed tribe was knocked back, and his body was covered with dense bloodstains.

It is unimaginable how terrifying this attacking force is.

Chu Wuxiu continued to charge without any pause.

After the two fought for more than a hundred moves, the brutal and boiling murderous intent suddenly stopped.

The world was completely quiet at this moment.

“Ahem…”

The Half-Saint of the Three-Eyed Clan coughed up blood, along with fragments of internal organs, and his vision gradually dimmed.

The attacking force of the person in front of him was too terrifying. The vast force shattered his internal organs, and the astonishing force that penetrated through it continued to erode his vitality.

Even the powerful holy power of a semi-saint would find it difficult to resist.

He felt unprecedentedly tired, and the divine blood in his body was completely consumed.

The youthful appearance that had just been restored completely disappeared, replaced by a gray and decadent color.

The vigorous vitality turned into a faint flame that could be extinguished at any time.

He lost and could no longer fight.

Chu Wuxiu approached slowly, steadily and calmly, and punched out, sending the opponent to death.

He did not humiliate such an enemy; there was no need and no need for him to do so.

"boom!"

Chu Wuxiu directly pierced through the body of the half-saint of the Three-Eyed Clan, causing blood to flow and his vitality to disappear.

This scene was seen by all living beings, and it was still somewhat unbelievable.

The legend of the Three-Eyed Tribe is very old, and today we must completely end the ancient legend and even cut off their bloodline.

This is the cruelty of inheritance and development. One wrong step may lead to eternal damnation.

This causes the entire ethnic group to suffer, and even sever their bloodline, leading to their ultimate destruction.

The forces that once had grudges against the Three-Eyed Tribe will certainly take advantage of the situation and will not miss such an opportunity.

The fate of the Three-Eyed Tribe is known.

Chu Wuxiu did not stop. He leaped high into the sky and used the divine fire furnace to completely suppress the Three-Eyed Clan's ancestral weapon and took it down.

The three-eyed people were completely desperate, they knew there was no way to survive.

The next moment, infinite divine light from the sky flashed across the earth, and all the three-eyed people here were destroyed.

He showed no mercy.

A huge blood mist rose up, and the extremely strong smell of blood spread throughout the clan’s territory.

Fortunately, he acted very quickly and did not feel any pain before dying.

Chu Wuxiu looked at this place, naturally without the slightest hint of politeness.

The divine fire furnace gushed out colorful rays of light, shrouded in colorful and dreamy inscriptions, hanging down from heaven to earth.

Sacred mountains rose up one after another and were directly absorbed into the world of heaven and earth within the divine furnace.

The people watching were dazed.

"roar·-.-."

A terrifying roar shook the sky, emitting an endless murderous aura. The ancient energy was worrying.

It was an ancient ferocious beast in the realm of heaven and man that was sleeping in the sacred pond and now it had been revived.

He was originally the mount of a powerful celestial being of the Three-Eyed Clan. He fought in many places and left a great reputation.

Among the creatures who recognized the beast, they couldn't help but speak, but it was a pity that its owner had disappeared for some unknown reason.

Although it is quite powerful, it is no match for Chu Wuxiu's strong suppression.

Not long after, he died on the spot.

Occasionally, creatures from the Sun and Moon Realm would soar into the sky to attack, and some amazing treasures would revive to attack, but they were all suppressed by Chu Wuxiu with a flip of his hand and easily resolved.

This is its powerful foundation, which is amazing.

However, he is no match for gods and demons like Chu Wuxiu.

"Boom!"

The divine light from a sacred mountain shattered in the next second, and a huge temple on it was also shattered.

All of a sudden, the vast amount of divine gold inside was revealed, and the glittering and colorful colors were so fascinating.

It's so enviable.

Even Chu Wuxiu's heart was deeply moved.

What an amazing wealth this is, and this is just one of the shrines.

Not long after.—

The once magnificent place where the three-eyed tribe lived has completely turned into a bumpy ruin, full of death.

A huge monster collapsed, and its real name will never be left in the world again.

As for the three-eyed people from the outside world, someone will definitely clean them up.

Be it for revenge or jealousy, everyone knows the principle of everyone pushing down the wall when it falls.

Even Chu Wuxiu, who seemed extremely calm, couldn't help but feel excited.

The massive amount of resources accumulated by such an ancient race through plundering over a long period of time will completely become the foundation of the Great Wilderness Cave Heaven itself.

You can imagine how great the harvest is.

As long as it is consumed, the Great Wilderness will usher in a qualitative change and unimaginable improvement.

If one wants to know exactly what has been gained, one can only return to the Great Wilderness Cave Heaven and take inventory.

At this moment, Chu Wuxiu had no time and no reason to continue wasting time.

He took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye his figure disappeared, heading straight towards the Five-Colored Mountain.

He was still a little worried about Jiang Liu's condition.

And as Chu Wuxiu just left here.

The world was in an uproar, with countless heated discussions about this rare war of genocide.

The news spread in all directions at the fastest speed, causing a huge shock.

In a certain sacred ancient land, an ancient strongman who had been silent for who knows how long began to revive and whispered,

"The great age has arrived, and the geniuses of our clan are ready to enter the world!"

Once these words were spoken, the entire clan was shocked.

A war of genocide that came without warning, an unprecedented event.

Especially since this is an ancient race with a long heritage, even if it is in decline, the meaning it represents is completely different. Such changes would only occur in the ancient times.

"Respect!"

The contemporary patriarch responded that he had to be prepared to face the words of his ancestors.

This seemed to be some kind of signal, and clouds suddenly rose between heaven and earth.

From another distant ancient sacred mountain, a mighty figure stepped out and looked towards the sky with full of fighting spirit.

"The old conservative in the clan finally let me come out into the world."

He laughed wildly like a madman, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance.

In another inky-black abyss, with a loud bang, a ferocious figure broke through the water and rushed into the sky.

"roar-..."