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But they never expected that the Nine Sword Star Pattern Grass is so simple... a grass?

Still a weed?

Is this really the Nine Swords Star Grass?

The patriarchs of the three clans were full of question marks, full of puzzlement and doubts

No matter how they looked at it, it was just a weed!

Apart from seeing that it was a weed, they really didn't see anything special...

The expressions of the patriarchs of the three clans naturally failed to escape the eyes of the Nine Swords Star Grass, and the Nine Swords Star Grass could see their every move.

Nine Swords Star Grass naturally saw the confusion and doubts in their eyes, and immediately gave them a blank look.

snort!

A bunch of ignorant old guys!

Can't even see Ben Jiujian's real body?

It seems that the strength is not enough...

If these words were heard by the patriarchs of the three clans, the patriarchs of the three clans would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.

What is insufficient strength?

Each of them is in the realm of a saint!

Is this not enough strength?

You must know that the realm of a saint is the highest level in this prehistoric world, and there is no higher-level existence than a saint in the entire prehistoric world!

Under the saints are all ants!

They are already the strength of a saint, and they are still being complained about their lack of strength?

How could they not be angry and vomit blood?

However, what the patriarchs of the three clans didn't know was that the Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass was in the realm of the mythical Taiyi Golden Immortal. In his mythological system, a saint was nothing at all, and he was simply as weak as an ant.

So he didn't even bother to talk to these old rooks, because they didn't deserve it!

But the Nine Swords Star Pattern Grass didn't want to talk to the patriarchs of the three clans, but the patriarchs of the three clans wanted to stir up the topic.

"Hmph, where did the weeds come from? How dare you spoil our good deeds, do you know who we are?"

Yuanfeng has always been arrogant, looking down on all sentient beings.

She doesn't even look down on Hongjun's ancestor, let alone this is nothing, it's a very lowly weed.

"We are the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans of the innate spirit clan!"

"Bad our good deeds?"

"Little weed, how dare you?"

"you……"

Before Yuanfeng could finish speaking, a sharp sword light flashed past.

In an instant, the sword energy filled the sky, tearing apart the universe, emitting terrifying potential energy.

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, Yuan Feng had been cut off a large piece of flesh by Jian Guang, and even lost a few hairs.

Seeing this, the three clans gasped and were shocked.

Depend on!

What did they see?

Master Yuanfeng, the patriarch of the Feng clan, was cut off by a sword light? !

Are you serious!

Who is Lord Yuanfeng?

That was Yuanfeng, the patriarch of the Feng clan who was most expected to contend for hegemony in the prehistoric world!

Now that the flesh is cut and the hair is lost by a sword light, then Mr. Yuanfeng must be on top!

I guess she wants to strangle the grass now, right?

Also, what is the origin of that grass?

How could he seriously injure Lord Yuanfeng with a single strike?

what the hell!

Yuanfeng:? ? ?

what's the situation?

I haven't seen it clearly...the flesh has been chopped off?

Yuanfeng has always paid great attention to her appearance. She thinks her beautiful appearance is her capital of pride.

Now her pride was cut off by this broken grass?

Hateful! !

Yuanfeng's brows were wrinkled because of the pain, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked at the weeds in front of him with hatred.

The beautiful appearance was distorted together because of anger, it was very frightening, Yuanfeng gritted his teeth.

"Broken weeds! I see that you are looking for death!!"

As he said that, Yuanfeng made a quick move with lightning speed, burning a ball of immortal flames towards the weeds in front of him.

Her immortal flame is a divine fire, with a temperature of 3000 degrees Celsius, which is a high-temperature raging fire.

Even if it is the thickest skin in this prehistoric world, if it encounters her undead flame, it will lose half of its skin even if it is immortal, and it will be tortured.

And her immortal flame cannot be extinguished so easily, unless she withdraws it voluntarily.

Even Patriarch Hongjun might not be able to stand her undead flame, let alone a mere weed?

Thinking of this, Yuanfeng couldn't help but twitched a smug smile.