"good!"
When Xin Zhuo said this word, there was no emotion, but you could hear his seriousness. It was a kind of affirmation without any fancy and the determination to do it absolutely.
There are two small realms between him and Bai Liuyun. After this person enters the "Secret Realm of the Holy King's Well", he will surely sit in the holy gate of life and death.
The gap between the two small realms of Yuanji Realm is not too big, but there is also a distance from the first to the fifth decline of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man!
It's just that Bai Liuyun's original power is at the advanced level, while his is at the Yuan level. It's a different level. He has ten times the strength and Qi of the same level, so he should be somewhat confident.
This man chased him all the way like a fly. He was a clay figure with a certain amount of anger.
"sieve--"
The Yuanji Qilin's momentum was fully activated, and their mental skills were operating to the extreme. Within a radius of several hundred feet, strong winds roared, rolling up ice and frost all over the sky.
"Very good!"
Bai Liuyun's face showed a smile of relief that Chang expected, and then he also looked grim. Yuanji Jiulin's momentum rose to the extreme. He was not a trustworthy person. He knew that people like Xin Zhuo were by no means ordinary Yuanji, but he With strong self-confidence, this battle can relieve the knot in his heart. He will win in one battle, and the winner will surely enter the Quasi-Sage.
"The hanging treasure gourd swallows the nine orifices!"
He patted his waist lightly, and the crystal-clear gourd flashed to the top of Xin Zhuo's head, shooting down a dense stream of fresh air, which could penetrate Xin Zhuo's nine orifices directly into Xin Zhuo's soul.
And while his robes were flying, he held a red blood sword, a martial arts holy weapon, blessed by the terrifying holy power. His whole body was like a wild beast, and his eyes were sharp and gloomy, like rainbows filling the moon, and he headed straight towards Xin. Zhuo waist and abdomen to kill.
However, the moment Xin Zhuo pointed the mouth of the gourd at him, his body swayed strangely and turned into two hundred galloping horses.
The Hulu lost its target.
Bai Liuyun also lost his target, but he was not surprised at all. In the middle, he forcibly stopped his body, formed a seal with the fingers of his left hand, and muttered the words: "... points!"
It turned into two hundred figures.
Two hundred figures collided wildly with two hundred horses.
"Dangdangdang..."
In the violent explosion, two hundred horses merged into one figure, and two hundred human figures also merged into one.
"when!"
The two holy weapons collided, tearing out countless heart-stopping cracks in the surrounding air. Then there was an earth-shattering explosion, and the surrounding ice was overwhelmed and cracked with countless cracks.
The dozens of Yuanji masters watching from a distance turned pale and immediately took off into the air.
But I saw the two figures in mid-air colliding one after another, suddenly reaching three miles to the south, suddenly five miles to the north, and suddenly reaching high altitude again.
Icebergs and snow hills splashed near and far, and the gloomy clouds high in the sky quickly rolled up due to the aftermath of the collision between the two Yuanji masters.
After a moment, the two figures separated, both with messy long hair and torn clothes.
It's just that Bai Liuyun's mouth exploded, he had difficulty breathing, and his face was ferocious.
His right hand made a false grab, and the gourd suddenly flew back again, aiming directly at Xin Zhuo.
Then he muttered words, and a bronze mirror in his sleeves flew high into the sky. He shot countless arrows at Xin Zhuo, as fast as the wind. As soon as he appeared, he reached the center of Xin Zhuo's eyebrows in the next breath.
However, Xin Zhuo suddenly lost his trace in a strange way. When he reappeared, he was above the gourd and the mirror, with his hands forming a seal: "Cao Tian Ge Immortal was captured by the rhinoceros armor, and the spirit blade chariot hub met at hand-to-hand combat, formation!"
"Buzz——"
Large ripples appeared in the sky, swaying, and a group of men in golden armor and immortal clothes drove a row of golden horse chariots, waving their spears, as if they had traveled from eternity, doing their best to kill and bring evil.
"boom!"
The gourd and the precious mirror were shaken away, staggering and falling.
However, although Bai Liuyun once again lost the opportunity to kill, he was still not surprised. He was already in the air, with his left hand on his back and the Martial Ultimate Saint Soldier in his right hand pointing to the sky. His face was indescribably calm, his eyes were locked on Xin Zhuo, and his voice was like running. Lei: "Xin Zhuo, you and I can separate life and death with one sword, break the army and attack the Immortal Palace!"
A vision of the divine body appeared instantly behind him. It was a three-color dragon the size of a thousand feet. The dragon's head was in the sky, its tail swept the earth, and a pair of dragon eyes looked down at the people coldly.
A flying eagle descended from the sky and transformed into the purest advanced source in the world.
People are like gods and demons, cut down with one sword.
The one who breaks the army is also known as Yaoguang. "The one who breaks the army and attacks the Immortal Palace" is the last secret of the Holy Land of the Big Dipper and the Yaoguang Holy Land.
The ice and snow mountains three hundred miles around were shaking violently, and a huge sword from the sky seemed to break the sky and slashed towards Xin Zhuo's head.
The wind is howling, the ice and snow are flying, and the fear of the sword is terrifying.
The dozen or so Yuanji masters not far away fled again, and a dense crowd of warriors from afar heard the sound and came forward. Seeing this scene, they were all horrified.
Xin Zhuo admitted that he underestimated the determination and madness of warriors in this world, and Bai Liuyun had a deep knot in his heart because of the incident.
He looked at the huge sword that was shocking. He couldn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't even think about hiding. Yuanji Qilin's momentum quickly increased, and "Leng Yue" slashed out a sword in his hand.
【Heaven, Earth, Man and Chaozong】
Blessed by the origin of Yuan-level nine-headed Pixiu!
The origin blessing of the Yuan-level three-headed, six-armed Baicao boy!
"Buzz——"
A large number of people suddenly appeared on the ground to worship.
The shadows of mountains and rivers in the distance worship.
There actually appeared in the sky the shadows of immortals worshiping.
"Ms. mist mist..."
The swords of hundreds of warriors in the distance flew out on their own.
"Miscellaneous..."
Countless broken swords also flew out from the ice in all directions.
Combined into one hundred thousand, they stirred up the violent aura of the ancient sword cultivator and faced the giant sword.
A giant sword from Heaven.
One hundred thousand swords.
Intense sword sounds resounded throughout the world.
The hundreds of warriors watching from a distance couldn't help but cover their ears, their bodies were shaking, and their vision was blurred.
I don't know how long it took, but I saw the Que Giant Sword and the Hundred Thousand Sword disappear at the same time that day.
Bai Liuyun vomited blood and was shaking.
Immediately, a figure and a crescent moon flashed past.
A touch of hot blood dyed the broken ice red.
"I lost……"
Bai Liuyun chuckled and spit out a lot of brown blood. He finally understood why Xin Zhuo was so famous and why he could never be killed. Although this person was only in the Seventh Yuanji Forest, he had already reached the level of the Nine Yuanji Forests. Twice the strength, ten times the energy, and where did he get the two Yuan-level origins, the Ji family? Can Mr. Ji take it?
"You must admit defeat!"
Xin Zhuo's long sword slashed horizontally, and Bai Liuyun's head flew high into the sky. With loss and pain, it fell heavily into the snow cave.
Xin Zhuo no longer hesitated, struck the ice and snow with his sword to bury Bai Liuyun's body, grabbed the gourd and mirror not far away, and ran straight into the distance, but halfway, he suddenly waved his hand and said: "Take it!"
Under the mountain peak, more than two hundred origins of the world without a master roared towards them and got into the moon-gazing well in the blink of an eye.
Even after Xin Zhuo had left for a long time, hundreds of warriors in the distance were still in a daze, unable to recover.
The high-ranking holy son of the Yaoguang Holy Land, a master who was about to enter the quasi-sage, was beheaded here by Emperor Daqian.
The battle just took place, it didn't last long, but it was remembered by many people for a long time.
"Dang..."
At this moment, several figures landed heavily on the ground. It was Bai Xuance and others. Their eyes glanced at Bai Liuyun's corpse, and their eyelids twitched slightly.
This kid Xin Zhuo...has the strength to kill the high-ranking saint?
…
"puff--"
Seven fanged demons in the Five Decline Realm of Heaven and Human fell heavily to the ground, and in the blink of an eye they turned into seventy rays of ancient Qi.
Xin Zhuo stood quietly and absorbed it all, and then buried a pair of pretty mother and daughter warriors beside them. This pair of mother and son were definitely shrewd and good at fighting. Unfortunately, they were only in the Lingtai realm and were killed by seven "monsters" with five degenerates.
He took out a bottle of wine from the "moon-watching bag", took a sip, and looked at where he came from.
One day has passed since he killed Bai Liuyun.
He carefully recalled Bai Liuyun's strength. To be honest, this person was one of the more powerful people he had met in recent years. Not only because of his high level, but also because he was stronger than the average master of the same level. He had been trained by the Holy Land since childhood. Martial arts, fighting skills, talents, and treasures are all top-notch.
Although he has not tried his best, for people like Bai Liuyun, it would be difficult for the two of them to do it together.
And he could predict that Jiang Yugui, Bai Xuance and others, as well as several quasi-sages, were looking for him.
He needs to improve his strength as soon as possible in order to have any hope of survival.
The fusion degree of Jiuyou Baizhang Ice has reached [25/100].
The cultivation base is still some distance away from the Yuanji Eight Forests.
Integrate those two hundred origins? I can't care about it for the moment.
All his attention was focused on another place that Sun Kongkong said contained seven hundred and ninety masterless origins.
After chatting with Sun Kong idlely some days ago, it can be analyzed that these origins are almost all the origin power in one organ of the Holy King. It stands to reason that it would take at least a dozen times over hundreds of years to open the "Saint King's Well" before it can be looted. clean. But he, Xin Zhuo, was going to plunder them all this time, then hide and melt together.
Not surprisingly, that place is about sixty miles ahead of here, but...even here, you can feel a dense and majestic true energy lingering around. It is the aura of at least a hundred people practicing together. .
In other words, it is likely that someone discovered it there, and more than a hundred people worked together to collect and fuse the source.
This made him feel like his heart was bleeding.
But he must not rush over and drive all those people away like before.
Can't beat it!
Those who can fuse the origin are naturally Yuanji masters. Although there are so many Yuanji masters who appear out of nowhere, but based on thinking, we also know that with this kind of base and strength, most of them should be from the Holy Land Dongtian or even the Jiang family. This is such a powerful force that even a quasi-sage would have to weigh it.
Therefore, he had to think of a way to avoid being beaten by a group and to secretly "steal" all the origins.
(End of chapter)
