"The three of you, hit its head! The three of you, hit its torso! The three of you, hit its limbs! " Wu Guibao hurriedly ordered. At the same time, he quickly ordered Chu Yiyi to inform Zhao Yukun to evacuate with his tribe.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three immortal swords suddenly shot out in a triangular formation. They tore through the air and rushed towards the Black Water Giant with tyrannical power! Immediately after, another three immortal swords shot towards the giant's body! Then, another three immortal swords shot towards the giant's legs!
Wu Guibao's goal was to find the giant's weakness by attacking all parts of its body!
However, his plan failed. The giant's head was smashed off. Not long after, another head grew out of the Black Water Giant's body. There was a huge hole in its body, but the water that flowed to the ground quickly flowed back and repaired it. Its legs were broken, but soon, it would grow two new legs!
Wu Guibao stood on the cloud and did not know how to deal with it. This giant had no weakness. It could regenerate wherever it was broken. What should he do?
However, time waited for no man. The giant that was hundreds of feet tall could travel a distance of 200 feet with a single step. This fellow had become much smarter. It knew that it could not defeat immortals and could not catch up to them. Therefore, it used all its strength to kill mortals and cultivators!
On the other side, Zhao Yukun was persuading the tribesmen. When he returned, the Black Water Giant had not become a giant yet. It only vaguely felt that it was dangerous. Therefore, he let the cultivators and mortals escape to a nearby mountain. At that time, he was worried about a flood or something like that.
However, there were people who were unwilling to leave.
In a corner of the tribe, under the totem pole, a few young cultivators blocked the entrance of the underground palace. They said awkwardly, "Exalted Immortal Zhao, when the elders went into seclusion, they said that unless it was the most important thing, other than matters related to the survival of the tribe, we should not disturb them …"
Zhao Yukun frowned. "That Black Water Python is casting some unknown spell. It looks very strange. I'm afraid it will be too late …"
When the few young cultivators heard this, they realized that Exalted Immortal Zhao was only guessing. It might not be dangerous. Therefore, they waved their hands. No, they must not wake the elders.
A cultivator said, "Grand Elder Wang is breaking through to the Peak of Void Training. If he succeeds, he will be the strongest cultivator in the entire Demon Realm. We can't disturb him, or he might kill us in a fit of rage. "
Zhao Yukun frowned. "Grand Elder Wang? Is it Wang Junhui? "
The young cultivator said respectfully, "It is indeed Elder Wang Junhui."
Zhao Yukun was stunned. Wang Junhui and he were from the same sect. He was the Senior Brother, simple and honest, while Wang Junhui was the Junior Brother, clever and intelligent. They had all fallen in love with Little Junior Sister. Who didn't have such romantic memories when they were young?
At that time, the elders of the sect all thought highly of Zhao Yukun. They felt that he was more stable, and that he would marry his junior sister in the future, inherit the position of the sect's Great Elder, and lead the sect.
Zhao Yukun was also very happy. He worked hard to cultivate, went into seclusion, and worked hard to improve his cultivation … But he didn't expect that he would forget one thing. Girls needed company. The Junior Sister began to feel that it was difficult to choose between the two of them. However, Zhao Yukun was always away, and Wang Junhui was always with her …
Even a good girl couldn't stand hardship. When Zhao Yukun came out of seclusion, he discovered that Wang Junhui and Little Junior Sister had secretly conceived a child. Zhao Yukun felt depressed. One night, the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He couldn't meditate, so in the middle of the night, he ran to the Black Water Pool, stole the python's young, and encountered some fortuitous encounters before leaving this planet.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yukun felt a little sad. He didn't expect that thousands of years later, things would remain the same, but people would change. His acquaintances were all dead, and the only one left was his love rival.
But at that moment, the thunder of the Black Water Pool's heavenly wrath alarmed this side. Many cultivators rode their Dharma treasures into the sky to watch. Soon, someone flew over. It was hard to say. The Black Water Pool's water had absorbed the python's divine sense and turned into a giant. It looked like even immortals couldn't do anything to it!
Zhao Yukun hurriedly ordered all the elders in seclusion to wake up!
The few young cultivators didn't dare to wake Wang Junhui. Zhao Yukun said, "Go and wake the others. I'll go and wake my Junior Brother."
He came to a stone room in the middle of the underground palace. There were layers of restrictions outside, but these were all from the lower realm. Zhao Yukun raised his hand and waved, releasing immortal power, and easily dispelled it.
At that moment, he reached out and knocked on the door, calling out, "Junior Brother, I'm back!"
People in the lower realm couldn't see the level of immortals. Just like when Ye Kong saw Duo Duo and Yamamoto for the first time, he thought they were mortals.
Zhao Yukun didn't wear golden immortal armor, so he really couldn't tell that he was an immortal. In addition, he didn't come back after he left, so Wang Junhui didn't know that Zhao Yukun was an immortal.
Wang Junhui was woken up. He coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, his heart filled with anger. He had been in seclusion for three hundred years, and he was about to reach the perfected stage, but he was woken up at this critical moment!
When the stone door opened, he saw Zhao Yukun, who he hadn't seen for thousands of years. Wang Junhui was shocked. This kid didn't die, so his cultivation must be pretty good. When he used the Heavenly Eye Technique, he actually didn't have any cultivation!
Wang Junhui immediately understood. This kid's cultivation was probably about the same as his, so he deliberately interrupted his seclusion so that he wouldn't surpass him.
He immediately snorted coldly, "Since Senior Brother Zhao has returned, you should be helping me manage the tribe. Why do you act like a despicable person the moment you return and stop my cultivation? Could it be that you still hold a grudge over what happened in the past?"
Zhao Yukun thought to himself, 'I'm here to save you, I don't care if I'm despicable!'
"The heart of a despicable person, you will always be a despicable person!" Zhao Yukun snorted coldly, turned around, and walked out.
Wang Junhui was furious. He opened his mouth and spat out a small hammer Dharma treasure, shouting, "Zhao Yukun, don't think that I'm afraid of you. This is my natal Dharma treasure, the Thousand Nails and Ten Thousand Eyes Hammer. It's extremely powerful. Quickly release your Dharma treasure, I want to fight you!"
Zhao Yukun found it funny and looked back. "You're still playing with Dharma treasures after eight thousand years, aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself?"
Wang Junhui was furious and shouted, "What do cultivators play with if not Dharma treasures? Could it be that you play with immortal treasures? Zhao Yukun, can you afford to play with them? "
As he spoke, a woman who was stepping on a white cloud rushed in from outside. She was actually a mortal, but she was beautiful and had a voluptuous figure, especially her breasts …
Chu Yi came in and said, "Zhao Yukun, don't delay anymore. That Black Water Wild Python has already taken over the Black Water Giant. It knows that it's not a match for us, so it's rushing over to kill the mortals. Quickly escape with these cultivators."
Zhao Yukun did not say much. He called out to the cultivators and rushed out of the ground. However, that Wang Junhui shamelessly followed Chu Yi and said, "I don't know how to address you, Fellow Daoist. I'm the Great Elder of this human tribe, Wang Junhui. Currently, I'm trying to break through to the Great Perfection of the Void Refinement Realm. My dao companion died three thousand years ago, and I'm alone now … Fellow Daoist, what's your cultivation level? Fellow Daoist, your White Cloud Barrier Dharma treasure is very special, Fellow Daoist …"
Chu Yi was annoyed to death. He scolded, "You're crazy."
After coming out of the ground, Wang Junhui was so scared that he trembled. Under the starry sky, a giant that was three to four hundred feet tall was already standing in front of the tribe. It was crazily destroying the houses and buildings in the tribe.
Boom! Out of nowhere, an immortal sword shot out and cut off the giant's arm. With a splash, black water fell to the ground. It was like a mountain torrent, destroying all the houses in the vicinity.
The black water giant immediately saw the figures that flew out from the underground cultivation ground. He raised his giant fist and smashed it towards them!
At this moment, Wang Junhui was shocked to find that Zhao Yukun, whom he had always looked down on, had actually released a flying sword. He stepped on a white cloud and soared into the sky!
"Immortal sword! That's an immortal sword! "Wang Junhui cried out.
Chu Yi snorted coldly. "What? Could it be that you want to kill Immortal General Zhao and steal his treasure?"
Immortal General! These two words were like a sledgehammer striking Wang Junhui's heart. After not seeing him for a few thousand years, Zhao Yukun had already ascended to become an immortal and was even an Immortal General. As for him … Wang Junhui felt bitter in his mouth. He thought to himself that he was really stupid. He even offended Zhao Yukun just now. He was afraid that Zhao Yukun would hold it against him.
Boom! The black water giant's fist was broken. A large amount of black water smashed down. Zhao Yukun, who was below, was caught off guard and was hit by a large amount of black water. He was shocked to find that this was not water. It was as heavy and hard as steel!
With a bang, Zhao Yukun was smashed to the ground. His body was still covered by a large amount of black water.
"I'll go help Zhao Yukun. You take everyone and evacuate!" Chu Yi ordered. He also rushed forward with his immortal sword!
Wang Junhui came back to his senses. After all, he was the Grand Elder here. He immediately ordered all the cultivators to take out their magic artifacts. The bigger the better. They took more mortals and flew into the sky to avoid the giant.
However, there were only a few hundred cultivators in the tribe. There were tens of thousands of mortals! The Demon Realm cultivators were generally poorer. They did not have any powerful flying magic artifacts. They had never heard of a spatial magic artifact that could carry living people. So how many people could a flying sword magic artifact carry?
Although Zhao Yukun was covered by the black water, he was an immortal and had immortal armor to protect him. Chu Yi cut open the black water with his sword. Zhao Yukun came out.
However, the mortals suffered. Every time a part of the giant's body was smashed, a large amount of black water would fall and envelop a large number of mortals. When the black water flowed away, what was left was a large number of bloody corpses!
Seeing such a tragedy, the immortals and cultivators flying in the sky were stunned. However, they could not do anything. It would be fine if they did not hit the black water giant. If they hit it, it would turn into black water and kill even more people.
"Stop, everyone stop. Stop attacking!" Wu Guibao hurriedly yelled. He flew over on a cloud and asked in a low voice, "This monster is really hard to deal with. Why don't we hurry back and ask His Majesty North Thearch to subdue it?"
Chu Yi hurriedly shook his head. "This trip will take too long. By the time my father arrives, the humans here will probably be dead."
Roar roar roar! The black water giant seemed to see that they were at their wit's end. It let out a roar that was close to laughter. It took large strides and chased after the fleeing group!
Wang Junhui did not care about his grudge with Zhao Yukun. He hurriedly came over and begged, "Senior Brother, you are an immortal now. Quickly think of a way. There are tens of thousands of mortals over there. They are the descendants of you, me, and Master's clansmen!"
But what could Zhao Yukun do? This black water giant was really strange. They could not attack it. How could they deal with it? Everyone frowned and did not say anything.
But at this moment, a seven-colored light flew over from the dark sky. It was like a shining seven-colored star in the dark night!
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