In the ice and snow, a wind suddenly started, blowing up fine ice foam. Some towering trees on a mountaintop broke the ice layer and were frozen again in the blink of an eye.
Xin Zhuo stood behind one of the thickest trees and looked ahead. There were ruins of buildings stretching for two to three miles. The architectural style was very different from today's. It looked like a circular practice hall or a place of worship. The ruins were covered in ice layer after layer, and densely packed corpses of huge beasts and humans could be seen faintly, making them look very hideous and terrifying.
At this time, there were more than 130 people sitting cross-legged on the ruined wall, all in the Yuanji realm, with varying levels of cultivation from Yuanji First Forest to Yuanji Nine Forests.
Judging from the clothes and aura fluctuations, it turned out that they were ordinary disciples and elders from various major holy places.
Xin Zhuo finally understood the distinction between the Holy Son, Su Lao and Mighty in the Holy Land Dongtian during his days in the Qiongxiao Imperial Capital. Anyone who is among the Holy Sons must have the potential to become a quasi-sage and saint;
Su Lao, on the other hand, has no potential to become a saint or it is difficult to become a saint, but he has reached the Yuanji realm, or even reached the limit of Yuanji Jiulin, but his physical potential is too poor to withstand the temporary world of the quasi-sage. divine light;
"Powerful" is a general term. To be called a powerful person in martial arts, one must be a quasi-sage or above. That's right, even if one becomes a saint immediately, there are true saints and false saints. A true saint can In his lifetime, he can break through the great saints of the human race or even higher. The false saints only have the talent of the quasi-sage realm. They are piled up with heavenly materials and earthly treasures. They can barely "open" ten doors and are relatively weak. Such people are "martial arts masters". able".
The distinction between true saints and false saints has caused many quasi-sage masters to waste time for a long time.
In this martial arts practice, you really can’t make a single mistake.
On the ruined mountain in front of him were a group of Su Lao and Yuanji disciples from various major holy places. With this power, Xin Zhuo didn't dare to bet on whether they would turn a blind eye to him or strike with a knife.
Especially those old men with terrifying strength. Even if they are not as good as Bai Liuyun, they are still far behind.
The only good thing is that the quasi-sage master was not very interested in the origin and did not come, otherwise he would not even have a chance to get close.
"Buzz——"
At this moment, the original power has been absorbed by the group of warriors one after another and fused. This kind of power is impossible to take back.
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but feel anxious.
Just as he was about to turn around and walk around, the ground under his feet suddenly shook slightly, and then the ice cracked with a "pop" sound, and a gray-faced head came out and cursed: "I dug too much, you got a ball."
Xin Zhuo was startled.
The head suddenly looked at him, and was startled for a moment, and then said in a panic: "Isn't that who it is? Your Highness, haha, I'm passing by, let's go now!"
Turning around and about to dive in, Xin Zhuo felt something in his heart and grabbed the man and carried him up. This man only had the cultivation level of Yuanji Yilin. He was still loose and weak, unable to resist at all, with a bitter look on his face: "Your Highness, spare your life. I am doing this for the sake of cultivation."
Without waiting for Xin Zhuo to answer, he pointed down: "There are still six comrades, everyone is arrogant in order to beg for food!"
When Xinzhuo said this, he looked curiously and saw a familiar face.
"Huh? The boss?"
Huang Dagui's face was covered with dust. He grinned and said with yellow teeth, "What a coincidence, isn't it?"
Another person inside said: "Xin Zhuo, this is my commander!"
Okay, the leader of Mabo Juma is here too.
Soon a group of seven people got out, and everyone squatted in the col next to it.
Huang Dagui cursed with a grimace: "Damn you yo-yo, there is a treasure land in front of you, and underneath it is densely packed with unclaimed original power left after the death of Yuanji masters in the past eons, because this man named Huzuomin The Holy King practiced the Five Elements Ice Technique during his lifetime, but all of them were sealed here.
We risked our lives to break in, for what reason, just for the opportunity. Once we merge into the advanced level, we will have the possibility of breaking through to the semi-saint. This is really too tempting.
And if we kill more fanged demons, our cultivation level will soar like crazy, and we are not afraid of the boss’s jokes. After we go out, we don’t expect to enter the semi-saint realm within a few decades. We should at least be high-ranking saint son-level masters.
You should understand this terrible, rare opportunity.
The result was great. This group of bastards from the Holy Land Cave Heaven bullied the market and took over that area. Anyone who came near would be killed. At least three or four hundred casual cultivators had died in this area in the past few days. "
Xin Zhuo glanced at the bottom of the ruins and saw that there were indeed many corpses.
Ma Boju also said at this time: "Brother Huang only knows one, but not the other. Tens of thousands of us warriors have entered the Five Elements, but only here has the most power of the original source. Do you know why?
This place is wood, and wood grows hair and has the ability to protect the original source of the ownerless body. How many years has it been since the ruins of the Holy King were left here? Even the masterless origin should be dissipated. How many can be found elsewhere?
So this is more than just a chance, this is a great opportunity. Unfortunately, these old men in the Holy Land and Cave Heaven are really overbearing and hateful! "
Xin Zhuo said: "So you are planning to use the tunnel to get there?"
Huang Dagui nodded and said: "That's right!"
Xin Zhuo asked again: "Will it be discovered?"
"Won't!"
Ma Boju smiled and patted the first skinny monkey young man, "First of all, we have talents. The ancient Five Elements Earth Escape Technique is inherited by Lao Ai, otherwise the tens of thousands of years of frozen soil cannot be dug out. Secondly, those people in front are integrating the origin. We can use our strength and won’t be distracted, as long as we move more gently, it’ll be okay!”
"Okay!" Xin Zhuo's eyes sparkled, "Go on, count me in!"
Everyone looked at each other and was stunned for a moment.
But Xin Zhuo had already jumped down.
The hole is not too wide, just big enough for two people to squeeze in side by side. After the hole in the ice layer above is sealed, eight people sit in two rows, and the skinny monkey Lao Ai in front controls his hands, mysteriously carving out tens of thousands of years of ice like a bulldozer. The hard frozen soil, and a group of people behind them were sending the soil to the rear.
The combination complements each other well, but this place may have been burned tens of thousands of years ago and turned into ashes.
The frozen soil in front was being dug up layer by layer, and as we got closer and closer to the ruins, we could already clearly feel the strong aura of death, the murderous intent that has persisted for a long time, and a large amount of original power. Fierce and coercive.
The skinny monkey Lao Ai in front suddenly turned around and said: "We can't continue. Once we dig into that ruins, there will definitely be changes in the sealed corpses and origins, which will be easily discovered by the people above!"
"That's enough!" Huang Dagui sat down on the ground, "Let's take a break and talk later. We will use our true energy to coerce our own original power later, and use the fake to look like the real one. How many can we attract?"
"That's right, rest up. I have been an emperor, a miner, and the commander of the ancient emperor's troops, but I have never done this. I have never been so embarrassed in my life." Ma Boju wiped the dirt on his face. dust.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh. As a master of the Yuanji Realm, who had ever done such a sneaky thing?
However, Xin Zhuo couldn't laugh at all. Suddenly he looked at the soil above with a solemn face and made a silent gesture.
A group of people stopped and looked up, their faces instantly becoming serious.
Although you couldn't see anything through the soil, you could clearly feel a face looking down at it, a beautiful and delicate face of a woman.
His playful eyes seemed to seep into the soil.
"Tick tock, tick tock..."
I don’t know who had beads of sweat on his forehead falling to the ground.
This woman's aura is so powerful, she's a quasi-saint!
Who knows when she arrived? How did you see these people like yourself?
The total number of people present is not enough for the opponent to kill with one blow.
Xin Zhuo almost without hesitation stretched out his hand to press the soil in front, and the water from Wangyue Well seeped into the soil desperately.
Then he shouted: "Run!"
Take the lead in rushing to and from places.
Huang Dagui and others immediately followed behind him.
Almost the next moment a group of people left, there was a loud "boom", and a hole dozens of feet deep appeared behind them, filled with terrifying and incomprehensible lines.
"Can you run away?"
A woman's cold voice, soft but full of murderous intent, reached everyone's ears.
Xin Zhuo felt his scalp numb. When he met the Quasi-Sage, he had no chance of winning, and he didn't even have any hope of escaping.
Seeing the terrifying aura coming behind him again, he immediately shouted: "Run away separately, whoever dies will be unlucky! Let's break up!"
(End of chapter)
