In the sky above the mountain lake, the two phases of Yin and Yang and the stars all disappeared, leaving only two people, a sword and flying bright red blood among the four terrifying origins that roared in the world.
This scene is like a painting.
Jiang Yugui, the brother of the Mortal Empire back then, and now the Immortal Master, was pierced by Xin Zhuo, a casual cultivator, with his sword.
Jiang Yugui, who was flying upside down, finally showed a hint of humility on his square face at this moment, as if he had returned to the Jiang family of Zhou Dynasty in "Through the Looking Glass". His brother was still the omnipotent brother who dared to challenge the emperor, and he was still a little clever. The second young master with little future prospects.
When the shadow of death came, he looked at Xin Zhuo's completely unfamiliar face and almost said "Brother, spare me". Then he thought of his own identity, and he got the strength from nowhere and roared: "The stars have changed!"
"Buzz——"
Weirdly, he changed positions with a huge boulder three miles away, and then fell heavily to the ground. He struggled and could no longer get up, vomiting blood.
Xin Zhuo stood high in the air, looking at the stone at the tip of the sword, which shattered slightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. After all, his cultivation level was still low. He fought against Li Shiyin and Jiang Yugui, and the tendons in his arms were broken, and the meridians in his body were broken. More.
Kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses.
I can't do anything anymore, but... it should be enough to kill Jiang Yugui before the third quasi-sage comes.
He slowly approached Jiang Yugui, and the "Leng Yue" sword slashed through the air, its sharp edge revealed!
"Bang! Bang!"
Behind him, the giant dragon and unicorn "ice sculpture" in the sky fell heavily, splashing a large area of lake water with ice particles.
It was eerily quiet, far and near.
Countless pairs of eyes followed the movements of the figures in the sky, and everyone felt an unbearable shock and absurdity in their hearts.
Yuanji Jiulin defeated two quasi-sages one after another!
So this is still possible? !
Xin Zhuo seems to have rewritten the "rules" of practice and combat power in the world!
But, now he wants to kill Mr. Jiang, what should he do? If Young Master Jiang dies here, Xin Zhuo will have no way to escape, and even everyone present will not be able to survive. Who in the world knows about Jiang's tyranny?
"Xin...Zhuo..."
Jiang Yugui's wounds were destroyed by the four primary origins and could not be eliminated. Even a quasi-sage cultivator was in unbearable pain. Looking at Xin Zhuo who was slowly approaching, he was angry, frightened, and struggled back.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the third quasi-Holy Wind Taoist finally arrived.
Jiang Yugui seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. In front of everyone, like a child, he said anxiously: "Feng Taoist, help, Xin Zhuo has something weird, Yuanji Jiulin, defeat me and Li Shiyin, this kind of monster can't be left behind. Afterwards, I promise you benefits!"
The Feng Daoist glanced at Xin Zhuo coldly, then looked at Li Shiyin under the collapsed mountain in the distance, and finally glanced at Jiang Yugui, who had a pale face. His eyes became lifeless, he waved his hands, and turned around neatly: " I am obsessed and unable to do anything, Xin Zhuo, if you dare to kill Young Master Jiang, I will fight you to the death one day!"
The moment he turned around, his cheeks trembled.
He is just a casual cultivator, not a disciple of the Holy Land. Who knows how he managed to get out of here all these years? Although he has opened two doors, he once fought with Li Shiyin. He is not an opponent. Thinking on his heels, he cannot fight with this Xin Zhuo. .
"Whoosh——"
Disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There was dead silence in all directions.
The hope on Jiang Yugui's face faded little by little, turning into ugly shock!
Xin Zhuo, who thought he had failed and was about to leave, did not expect this scene and immediately slashed at Jiang Yugui with his sword.
"Buzz——"
Maybe Jiang Yugui should not die, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred, the surrounding ice and snow melted rapidly, the mountains and rivers disappeared in the blink of an eye, the air twisted and rippled, as if some kind of change had occurred between heaven and earth.
That Jiang Yugui fell into a deep pit.
Xin Zhuo was also a little unsteady on his feet.
Thousands of warriors from far and near were staggering, panicking and not knowing why.
"what happened?"
"What happened?"
"Look north!"
A warrior exclaimed.
I saw a blue "line" slowly approaching from the due north direction, and everything it passed turned into nothingness.
Countless warriors were instantly panicked and flew into the sky, trying to escape. However, the next moment, the green line suddenly intensified, and a huge suction force was generated in the endless darkness ahead, and the densely packed warriors were sucked in.
Xin Zhuo forced his mind to run, trying to resist, but found that there was nothing he could do. He was like a withered leaf in the strong wind, and could only drift with the tide.
The warriors around him passed by like meteors.
After an unknown amount of time, the "suction force" dissipated and his eyes lit up, but the coldness and the power of the Five Elements Ice, which was far greater than before, quickly struck.
The warriors looked around and couldn't help being surprised. They saw that they had inexplicably arrived at another place of ice and snow, but this place was much smaller. It only had a radius of hundreds of miles and was surrounded by countless huge lavender pillars.
On one side of the pillar are the other four warriors belonging to the Five Elements, who are generally confused like them.
When the sight turned to the sky, I saw the colorful glow and the terrifying coercion to the extreme. Three figures stood high in the sky, indifferent and silent, but they had a holy power that shocked the world, making people dare not look directly.
The three saints from the Imperial Capital of Daqian!
And directly in front of the saint, there were thousands of hairy-faced, bald and hairless people. Although they did not have the aura of warriors, the violence and unruly aura like a mountain collapsing to fill the sea rushed towards them.
Above these people stood two people, a tall man with a hairy face and a bald woman in flowing white clothes. The terrifying power exuded by these two people was no less than that of three saints.
Even a fool understands this scene. This is the deepest part of the "Saint King's Well", but there are thousands of races hiding there. No wonder the spiritual race in the imperial capital some time ago was never found, and he escaped here.
The three saints came early to fight here.
So, this time is not just an opportunity to find the forbidden area of "Saint King's Well", it is a fight with all races, and everyone is involved.
Xin Zhuo squeezed into the most inconspicuous corner of the crowd and immediately searched for Jiang Yugui. Unfortunately, there were too many people, and even Wu Nian found it difficult to search. He simply looked to the opposite side, a little blind. Those aliens all seemed to look the same. , I don’t know where that bastard Sun Kongkong is.
"kill!"
The sage of the Jiang family with the big nose above has a voice like a bell, and he exhales loudly.
"boom……"
The momentum of the thousands of warriors rose to the extreme, and they rushed straight to the opposite side, risking their own lives.
Thousands of people from the Spirit Clan came with a "rumbling" sound.
Which of the warriors who can enter this "Saint King's Well" has lived several martial arts peaks and is hundreds of years older? How many people like Xin Zhuo would enter Yuanji the day after tomorrow? From the beginning of practicing martial arts, I have been ingrained in my ears and eyes that I will kill all races when I meet them, and it is almost integrated into their bones.
On the other hand, the Eldar race has been suppressed by the human emperor for hundreds and thousands of generations, and the hatred is not just deep in the bones?
The meeting of eternal feuds is a matter of life and death.
The space of hundreds of miles was instantly enveloped by the violent sea and abyss of air waves and countless infuriating energy and weapon brilliance. The majestic pressure made people breathless.
Xin Zhuo immediately retreated, endured the injury and ran straight away. Not to mention that he had no feeling for any human race or all races, even if he did, his current body could not support him to continue fighting. He needed to find a place to heal his injuries.
The wind howled in my ears, and the deafening sounds of fighting and collisions came again and again behind me.
He glanced around and jumped over several strange purple pillars. In front of him was a strange place, with red magma-like "surging" liquid above, and a pitch-black abyss below, which seemed to be filled with evil spirits. Resentment and hatred are mind-numbing.
Such a place, let alone being close to it, even if it is far away, will make people feel disgusted, fearful and uncomfortable.
Xin Zhuo stopped, walked behind a purple pillar, sat down cross-legged, took a breath, and opened the Moon Watching Well. He was startled!
(End of chapter)
