Prehistoric: Twelve Golden Immortals At The Beginning Of The Game

Seeing how many people looked like this, Jun Ao's heart rose with anger.

Just listen to the master of the sword hall sneered:

"Bai Ao, it's been a long time."

"Do you still recognize me?"

Jun Ao’s gaze fell on the Hall Master of the Training Hall and saw the Hall Master’s token hanging from him.

This person, he recognizes,

This was an outcast of the former master of the sword hall. Unexpectedly, he has now become the master of the sword hall.

"Where is your Master Bai Jia?"

The master of the sword hall sneered:

"That old guy is pedantic, saying that there is only one owner in the god building,"

"I have to send him down to accompany you,"

"Unexpectedly, you actually came back to life again, if the old guy knew, he would definitely be happy."

Jun Ao listened to what he said, his murderous intent skyrocketed.

The last master of the sword hall followed him before he led the rise of the Shenlou. He was one of the first brothers to follow him back then. Unexpectedly, it ended up like this.

"Deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, pigs and dogs are not as good as pigs, die for me!"

Jun Ao roared and was about to chop off his head with a sword.

The Hall Master of the Sword Hall firmly pressed the sword in his hand against the sword guard's neck, and said with a grin:

"Don't move, if you dare to move, this kid's life is gone."

"You have killed so many people,"

"I don't think I want to kill all those who followed you at the last point."

Jun Ao paused. He did want to cut these beasts, but he couldn't do it if he watched the sword guards who had been dormant for 30,000 years just waiting for his return to die in front of him!

The old snow mountain in the rear looked at this scene with an unhappy expression:

"Boy, so indecisive, a small holy realm can pinch you to death,"

"It's no wonder that 30,000 years ago, people would be cut to death."

Jun Ao's face was pale, he stared at the hall master of the sword hall in front, and said solemnly:

"What do you want?"

The master of the sword hall grinned and said:

"It's very simple, put down the weapons in your hand, let this strongest person leave, and follow me to see the host, and I will naturally let go of your followers."

The sword guard who was caught by him shouted hoarsely:

"Master, leave us alone, kill them and avenge us!"

"court death!"

The hall master of the sword hall looked cold, and the long sword in his hand instantly sank half an inch, blood flowing on the man's neck.

"Stop! I'll let it go!"

With that said, Jun Ao put the Qingping sword in his hand on the ground, and said in a deep voice:

"Release."

The master of the sword hall sneered:

"And your two senior brothers and sisters, and the most powerful person."

Jun Ao said solemnly:

"The two of them can't stand alone, I can only let them leave together."

The master of the sword hall thought for a while and sneered:

"Okay, let them go."

Jun Ao turned his head and winked at them.

The monkey and Shion were silent for a moment and nodded:

"Take care of yourself."

With that, they and the mad old snow mountain turned into rays of light and disappeared in place.

Seeing the three disappear, the Hall Master of the sword hall showed a triumphant smile. He looked at one of the holy realm assassins and said:

"Go, take his sword, without this real-world sword, he is a small Luojing, not to be afraid."

"Okay." A greedy smile appeared on the face of a sacred killer next to him, and the sword guard in front of him was about to walk towards the sword.

The master of the sword hall frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Wait, I'll do it myself."

As he said, he walked to a short distance in front of Jun Ao holding the sword guard, and hooked his foot, directly hooking the Qingping sword.

Holding this real-world sword, the hall master of the sword hall laughed:

"The Sword of Reality, it's mine...Uh!"

The sacred killers all around were staring at that real-world sword, with intense greed in their eyes.

But as soon as the voice fell, the sword came out and turned into a blue light directly across his neck.

The hall master of the sword hall fluttered his head directly, blood gushing out.

The face of the killer in the surrounding holy realm changed drastically, but he hadn't reacted yet.

Jun Ao then took the flying sword, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly behind the two holy realm assassins.

Swish!

The heads of the two sacred killers flew directly.

Several other sacred killers roared:

"Stop it, or I will kill..."

Before the words were over, the monkeys and Ziyuan who had gone and returned at no time appeared behind them. They stepped into the Hunyuan Daluo realm and merged with external forces, facing these holy realms, it was as simple as killing a chicken.

In the blink of an eye, the master of the sword hall and several holy realm assassins were all beheaded.

Jun Ao helped several people to sit down, waved his big sleeves, Qingping sword turned into a blue light and flew out, and after a few swishes, he cut off the iron cords tied to the bodies of the god sword guards.

He supported the few Excalibur Guards who had been tortured for 30,000 years, his eyes fell on the empty right hand of the Excalibur Guard, and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone, you have worked hard."

"Master! I waited for incompetence, but failed to save the mistress!" The eyes of the sword guards were red, and they were about to kneel down, but they were stopped by Jun Ao.

"I can't use it, I can't use it!"

Bang, bang!

A round of applause came from the courtyard behind the square,

Jun Ao turned his head to look, only to see a white robe, White Qiong slowly walking out of the courtyard gate, smilingly said:

"It's so touching master-servant friendship, it makes me cry."

Jun Ao held the Qingping sword and slowly got up, staring at Bai Qiong coldly:

"Bai Qiong, where is Dai'er?"

Bai Qiong smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I will let you see each other,"

"Come here, please come out, madam."

"Yes!" Several delicate voices sounded from the courtyard, and Jun Ao looked at the courtyard door, only to see a few maidservants supporting the tear-stained stunning woman walking out of the courtyard.

"Dai'er!" When he saw the woman, Jun Ao flushed his eyes and rushed towards her.

But Bai Qiong seemed to have expected it, and instantly appeared behind her, stretched out his hand to pinch her throat, and said with a grinning smile:

"stop!"

Jun Ao paused and his eyes were cracked:

"Beast, let her go!"

Bai Qiong sneered:

"You are terrible now. If I let go of her, it really may not be your opponent."

"How about let's make a deal,"

Jun Ao gritted his teeth and said:

"What do you want?"

Bai Qiong smiled and said:

"Give me the sword in your hand."

"But don't think about playing tricks, erase the mark on it first,"

"Also, your two brothers and sisters, don't even think about repeating the old tricks,"

"Yuan Dai's body was marked by me. As long as I die, the mark will immediately detonate."

"I think, you definitely don't want Yuan Dai and me to go to Huangquan together. When you get down, you will also serve me?"

"Hahaha."

Jun Ao stared at Bai Qiong, his eyes were splitting, he wanted to smash this bastard a thousand times, but now, he still can't.

"Okay, sword, I'll give it to you."

As he said, he raised the Qingping sword in his hand and pressed his palm on the sword body to erase the mark in the sword.

"No! Even if you give him the sword, he won't let you go!"

Jun Ao said solemnly:

"I have no choice."

He understood very well that the previous method worked well for the masters of the sword hall, because he could easily kill them, but he needed a chance for them to relax.

But this trick, for Bai Qiong at the pinnacle of the god realm, would not work.

As he spoke, a blue light appeared in Jun Ao's palm, pressing it against the sword's edge.

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