Peerless War God

"How could he be dead just like that? Outsiders are so scary. He's actually this powerful."    

The death of a strong member of the Soul Race immediately shocked the other Soul Race clansmen. They were so scared that they stopped in their tracks. They stood rooted to the ground and didn't dare to move forward.    

It could be seen that they were also very afraid of death. Their intelligence wasn't really low, and they were about the same as a six or seven year old child of the human race.    

However, when he saw one of his subordinates being killed, the strong Soul Tribe's chief wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he became especially excited. He immediately shouted, "Go, go! Let's go together and kill the outsiders! That way, we will have food that we can't finish and we can become stronger!"    

"Food? Become stronger?" This was the first time Chen Xiao had heard the word food in this world within the map.    

Did the strange Soul Tribe that was formed from the divine soul also need food? It was very strange.    

Logically speaking, the divine soul should not feel hungry.    

However, he would soon find out how wrong he was.    

Just as Chen Xiao was still thinking about it, trying to understand what the other party meant, a group of howling Soul Race clansmen waved their clubs and rushed over crazily, surrounding him in the middle.    

Seeing this, Chen Xiao's face darkened, and he became serious, saying, "Looks like this is going to be serious."    

That was true. One of them had already been killed by him. There was no room for reconciliation between the two sides. They could only fight with their lives.    

He picked up a wooden stick from the ground and held it in his hand. He weighed it in his hand for a while. It was quite suitable as a weapon.    

At this moment, he didn't have time to think about whether it was reasonable that he would use a stick to make a weapon.    

Since he was in a hurry, he would use whatever he had. He didn't have the time to think about it, so he just used whatever he had.    

"Let's go."    

"Let's kill him."    

Chen Xiao held the stick in his hand. He suddenly looked like he could hold ten thousand men at once. He rushed over and started to fight with the men of the Soul Race.    

The leader of the Soul Race stood at the side and glared like a tiger watching its prey. He was ready to give Chen Xiao a fatal blow at any time.    

"Give it your all! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!"    

Shouts kept coming from beside Chen Xiao's ears. It was Xiao Xiao. He was hiding far away by himself behind a big tree, cheering with all his might.    

However, when he heard those shouts, he felt like he was just watching a show.    

It was unknown who Xiao Xiao was cheering for. The members of the Soul Race naturally felt that she was cheering for them, but Chen Xiao seemed to understand something different.    

The scene became more and more strange.    

After a while, Chen Xiao fell limply to the ground and sat down on his butt. He was tired.    

He was too tired, too tired. He had never thought that one day, he would be so tired that he almost fell to the ground because he waved the wooden stick too hard.    

He took a look at the corpse of the Soul Race clansman beside him. More accurately, it was like a piece of rock. There was not the slightest trace of a human being's life or appearance.    

However, in fact, he was not a human now. He was in the form of a soul. It could also be called the form of an immortal soul.    

"They're all dead, all dead. This..."    

Seeing the stone corpses all over the ground, the tribe leader was also frightened. Although he held a weapon in his hand, he did not dare to get close to Chen Xiao and kept retreating.    

In his mouth, he kept muttering, "An outsider, an outsider, is too terrifying, too terrifying."    

He was afraid, he was retreating, he seemed to want to escape.    

Chen Xiao saw the other party's actions, moved his finger, and said: "Hey, what's your name?"    

"I..." The leader of the Soul Tribe stuttered, as if he was unable to speak.    

At this time, Xiao Xiao came out from behind the tree and said, "Outsider, his name is Black Mountain. Black Mountain's Black Mountain, Black Mountain's Black Mountain. He is the fiercest person in the tribe. He ate a lot of people and is a big bad guy. Quickly kill him. If you kill him, you can no longer do evil."    

Chen Xiao laughed. So that was what Xiao Xiao was thinking. It seemed that the leader of the tribe was not popular.    

He even dared to think about killing a mere Soul youth.    

That was true. From the looks of things, these Soul people were very weak. They were too weak. They were so weak that they were like a few years old child. They didn't have much combat power.    

Chen Xiao easily killed more than twenty strong Soul Race people by himself, and without exception, they were all killed with a stick.    

In fact, they couldn't even resist for a moment. They were killed by him with a stick. It was very straightforward.    

"If you keep shouting, I'll eat you." The leader of the tribe, Er, turned his head around fiercely and threatened Xiao Xiao.    

"Hmph, you can't eat me. The outsiders will kill you first." Xiaoxiao shouted.    

"You... I will eat you now."    

The tribe leader was furious. He was afraid of Chen Xiao, but he was not afraid of Xiaoxiao. He pounced on Xiaoxiao like a wolf, wanting to devour him.    

"Murder! Murder!" Xiaoxiao shouted in fear as she turned around and ran.    

"Kill, kill, kill! I'll eat you! I'll eat you!" The chief shouted as he crazily pounced on Xiaoxiao.    

He vented out all the hatred and fear in his heart, trying to hide the endless fear in his heart.    

Unfortunately, Chen Xiao would not give him such an opportunity.    

He sat up straight. Although he was very tired and hungry, it was not difficult for him to simply move his arm.    

Then, he picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the tribe leader.    

Pow!    

The tribe leader stumbled and fell to the ground, looking extremely miserable. Even his arms were twisted and damaged.    

This scene made Chen Xiao feel that it was extremely absurd. He, a human cultivator at the peak of the Tribulation Transcender Stage, was actually fighting like a child in the world of the Mountain and River Diagram. He was fighting with sticks and stones.    

No matter how one looked at it, it was too absurd and bizarre. However, it was really useful. These so-called Soul Race people were so weak that they couldn't even withstand a single blow.    

A light stick or a stone could knock them down. The world in the painting was truly terrifying.    

Faintly, Chen Xiao became vigilant in his heart.    

"There's something strange about this world in the painting."    

With this thought in his mind, Chen Xiao walked towards the tribe leader step by step.    

The other party laid on the ground and flipped over again. His expression was filled with pain as he knelt on the ground and continuously begged Chen Xiao, "Please, don't kill me. I can do anything you want. As long as you don't kill me, don't kill me. I am very useful."    

At this time, Xiao Xiao was also stunned for a moment. She looked at Chen Xiao and asked: "Will you kill him?"    

As an outsider, Chen Xiao was no different from a god to Xiaoxiao. He was invincible and incomparably powerful.    

Whether it was himself or the life of the tribe leader, it was all in Chen Xiao's hands.    

There was no other way but to pray silently in his heart.    

Chapter 45 - The Hand of God