Three hundred and eighty miles away from the saint's stone monument, in the deepest part of a deep pit with complex environment, fluorescent flint exudes a faint light.
Dressed in white, Zhao Yizhu looks like a fairy, and his facial features are as exquisite as those of ordinary people. He looks particularly beautiful under the fluorescent light.
Xin Zhuo shook his dizzy head, saw her appearance clearly, felt a little relieved, and couldn't help but said: "I have been looking for you for many days, but you came in time."
Zhao Yizhu said softly: "I thought you wouldn't come. The forbidden area here is very weird. It seems to require extremely high talent. Your talent is unique. It is a mortal body. People with mortal bodies cannot enter."
Indeed, those who can enter this forbidden area are basically the elites of various sects. They are rare in mortal bodies. Even the Qingque and the little nun Ku Kong who came all the way are also genius disciples.
Xin Zhuo endured the physical discomfort, looked Zhao Yizhu up and down, and said: "The eighth level of Lingtai?"
Zhao Yizhu gently wiped off the dirt on his body and said: "When I entered here, it was only the first level of the Lingtai. I killed many martial souls and transformed into soldiers and barely entered the eighth level. But no matter how close I was, I could rob like them." , Killing, I can’t do it.”
“It’s already pretty good!”
Xin Zhuo smiled and asked: "Only the last ten people can be left in the forbidden area. What do you think?"
Zhao Yizhu was silent for a moment and said: "It's hard to say, maybe the forbidden area chooses by itself, but there are still about two hours, and there are still thousands of people alive. Bai Zong's group of masters will not allow unknown results to occur, so... there will definitely be killings !”
"Thousands of people, killing..."
In fact, among the eighty or ninety people in Xin Zhuo's pit, except for a few who were killed by vicious counterattacks, most of them were only wounded.
Time was running out, so he stopped talking and immediately sat cross-legged, flying thirty-six silver needles into the meridians of his body to drive away the filth, hostility and bruises in his body.
Zhao Yizhu looked at him silently for a while, picked up his spotless skirt, sat at the entrance of the cave, and protected him.
…
"ah--"
At this moment, crazy killings began throughout the Qianli Mountain Forest.
Fifteen masters of the ninth level of the Lingtai, with a tacit understanding, covered everything from west to east, and killed all the warriors. Even the warriors hiding deep in the pit, with their methods, they can also use the Lingtai's mind to kill the illusion to force them to death. .
One method is more ruthless than the other, and each one is sharper and faster than the other.
Time is also urging them, and after killing all the low-level warriors, the fifteen of them have to fight to the death. Only the last ten are left to survive and obtain the final inheritance.
At this moment, there is no reason to argue!
…
"boom--"
"ah--"
A handsome-looking female disciple of the Yang Reality Realm of the Xuantian Sword Sect was split into two halves with a sword. Blood splattered everywhere and dyed an ancient tree red.
"Junior sister!"
Sun Changfeng's eyes were about to burst and he made a move to go back, but Nangong Wentian held him tightly.
He glanced at the distance, where the fierce looking man with blood-red eyes, Haotian Zong Xie Wujiang, was chasing him. The light of his sword was as sharp as the sky, unstoppable. He couldn't help but said angrily: "This Xie Wujiang is ruthless and born to kill. Back then, the four great martial arts How many thousands of casual cultivators died at his hands? Junior Sister Xu is already dead, so why do you have to go back and die? Now there are not many of your fellow disciples left, so don’t be confused!"
That's right! The hiding place of the ninety-eight Xuantian Sword Sects was shaken by Xie Wujiang's Lingtai Mind Killing Illusion, and a group of people had no choice but to flee.
They tried to work together to repel Xie Wujiang, but found that it was in vain. The masters of the ninth level of Lingtai and the illusion of Lingtai's ultimate killing thoughts alone could defeat them all with one move!
Martial realm cultivation is something that is difficult to resist once it falls to one level. Not everyone can fight across the border. Moreover, Xie Wujiang is a high disciple of the Haotian Sect, and his mental skills, martial arts abilities and talents are not inferior to any of them.
Along the way, fifty-seven disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect have died, with only forty-one left!
Sun Changfeng lost his mind and murmured: "Is it just fish meat on the knife board? Like a group of helpless prey?"
"What else do you want?"
Ye Liang said angrily: "Go quickly!"
The group of people quickly moved forward again.
Not far behind him, Xie Wujiang's rather handsome face was filled with a sinister smile and sarcasm. He slashed down the long sword in his hand, and the thousand-foot-long sword light once again killed seven true disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
Blood splashed red on the ground, and all the internal organs flew away.
A group of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples roared and flew past while using their sword skills and magical powers to counterattack, but they were all easily repelled by him.
"Interesting, interesting!"
The smile on his face got even bigger, and he liked this feeling.
Nangong Wentian and a group of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples had no choice but to run as fast as they could. At this moment, a white figure landed lightly on the opposite hilltop, blocking the way.
Everyone looked up and watched, and their moods, which had sunk to the bottom, suddenly relaxed. Everyone looked happy and said in unison: "Senior Brother Bai Zong!"
The person who came was none other than Bai Zong, and he had the same look on his face as Xie Wujiang.
Nangong Wentian's group stopped, and Sun Changfeng stepped forward anxiously, clasping his fists and saying: "Elder brother, help quickly, Haotian Sect behind you is Xie Wujiang..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly paused and froze his hands in the air.
The joy on the faces of Nangong Wentian, Shen Huansha and Ye Liang instantly solidified, and they stared blankly at Sun Changfeng's back.
"puff--"
Blood splashed everywhere, and Sun Changfeng's body was split into two, and he fell to the ground after a few staggers. The rich power of the Yang and Qi spread out and quickly flew towards the saint's monument.
"Innocent! There are no classmates here!"
Bai Zong put his left hand on his back and held the Gu Ming Jing Hong Sword in his right hand. His voice contained no emotion at all.
Xie Wujiang laughed: "Interesting! I wonder how many people have you killed, my Haotian Sect disciple?"
Bai Zong said coldly: "Eighty-three people! Xie Wujiang, you are too slow!"
…
Not only Xie Wujiang and Bai Zong here, Feilai, Ximen Chuiyu, Qiya, Sanyangnu and others were even more powerful in killing.
Thousands of miles of mountains and forests were almost dyed red with blood.
…
Deep in the cave.
The dense screams could be heard faintly outside.
"call--"
Xin Zhuo let out a deep breath, opened his eyes, and saw the rich and terrifying Tai Chi energy flying around.
"Ms. mist mist..."
The rock walls and mortar rocks that had been solid for millions of years around the cave were shattered one after another.
The spiritual platform is twenty-eight miles away from the illusion of killing thoughts.
The strength has more than doubled?
He suddenly understood the indifference and indifference of his master Liu Qingfeng. Before the ancestors returned, based on his realm and strength, the entire sect was defeated. I am invincible, you can do whatever you want.
I also understood the unscrupulous killings of the group of people outside. The three Dantian palaces in the ninth level of Lingtai are connected, and the idea of Lingtai is "mature", which is also very different from the eighth level of Lingtai!
If he practiced step by step, Xin Zhuo would need at least several decades of hard training, and possibly even longer!
"Is the injury getting better?"
Zhao Yizhu looked back.
"about there."
Xin Zhuo nodded, thought for a while, stretched out his finger, and surrounded by a trace of the power of the Nine Heavens of the Spiritual Platform, asked: "What do you think of me now compared to Bai Zong and the others?"
Zhao Yizhu thought about it seriously and did not answer directly. He just asked: "Do you want to go out?"
Xin Zhuo stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave and said: "There should be another hour, we can't afford to gamble!"
If the forbidden area is based on talent, if there are ten people left behind, they will definitely not be as good as Xin Zhuo.
If the last ten people were left fighting each other, he must not just stay here and wait until the end to decide the winner.
Zhao Yizhu asked: "What are you going to do?"
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "I am going to let everyone out. I always feel that warriors should not be treated as prey and killed like this. Moreover, I want to fight Bai Zong and the others!"
Zhao Yizhu nodded: "I'll go with you!"
"Need not!"
Xin Zhuo shook his head and said firmly: "You stay here and go to the Saint Monument in an hour. This is not a discussion. You have to be obedient."
Zhao Yizhu was silent.
Xin Zhuo has disappeared from where he was.
…
"puff--"
Xuanyuan Qingqing, who was flying by, had a sword on her back. The shining blade and hilt shook endlessly. The power of Tai Chi crazily destroyed her vitality, leaving her unable to move forward.
"Sister/Senior Nephew!"
The expressions of the little girl Helian You and her three classmates in front changed greatly, and they immediately turned around and went back.
"Walk!"
Xuanyuan Qingqing looked back at the senior disciple of Confucian Immortal Pavilion. Ximen Chuiyu, who was always characterized by his white clothes and aloof temperament, had blood red eyes at this moment. Blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, staining his white neck. He pulled out his waistband tremblingly. Pointing his sword at the opponent, he still turned around and yelled: "Let's go!"
Helian You was filled with tears and shook his head desperately: "Qingqing, I don't want to practice anymore and I don't want to break into the forbidden area. Let's go home!"
Xuanyuan Qingqing used her last remaining strength to knock several people away, and angrily shouted: "Confused!"
She has always been rigid and arrogant, but she is extremely protective of her fellow sect members and has always been respected in the sect.
"Stop being sensational, what's the point? You'll all die sooner or later, and none of you can escape!"
Ximen Chuiyu stood in mid-air, picking at his nails, and spoke slowly. Eighteen more swords appeared in all directions, trying to kill not only Xuanyuan Qingqing, but also He Lianyou and the others.
The sword's light was hazy and unstoppable.
He was very confident that after entering the ninth level of Lingtai, he would kill these people like pigs and dogs.
only……
Seeing that eighteen rays of sword light were about to kill several people, Xuanyuan Qingqing, who was on the verge of death, opened his arms and used his last remaining strength to protect several of his fellow disciples. The scene was deeply touching, and a sword light suddenly appeared——
"Dangdangdang..."
Eighteen rays of sword light shattered with one strike.
(End of chapter)
