[Well owner: Xin Zhuo]
【Yuehua:28/100】
[Environment: Yuanji Jiulin. (One of the ten who enters the Quasi-Saint Ten Gates) requires a thousand years of special spiritual sacrifices from the Middle Ages. 】
[Origin: Nine-headed fog-walking dragon, ten-eyed phoenix bathing in fire, sixteen-winged dragon-binding 梼杌...]
[The Divine Water of Heaven and Earth, Jiuyou Baizhang Ice, conquered: 89/100.
Note: Can cast one of the three extreme ice spirits of heaven and earth]
[Method: Xuantian Nine Turns and the True Secret of Mountain Viewing.
Note: The mentality is too low to enter the quasi-sage realm. 】
[Skills: The True Martial Arts of Heaven and Earth, the Mysterious Way of Heaven and Earth, Evil God Slaying Demons and Immortals Four...]
I don’t know how Wangyuejing “views” the well owner, but the well owner and Wangyuejing definitely share weal and woe, life and death.
From the beginning of time travel, Wangyuejing was like a mentor to Xin Zhuo, and there was never a word that was unreliable.
[Jiuyou Baizhang Ice] can display nearly half of its abilities. This is the limit that his body can currently bear, and it is also the confidence he relies on to fight against the quasi-sage.
[...The mentality is too low to enter the quasi-sage realm. 】
This reminder was like a basin of cold water, which made Xin Zhuo feel helpless. The origin had been integrated to the extreme. When he was about to go out, he would find a way to sit in the holy gate of life and death. With Ji Yaoyue's help, it must not be difficult. By then, he could also meet Ji Yaoyue. We will retreat together, as promised to her.
But why did so many warriors sacrifice their souls before without any reminder?
After going out, do you want to worship the spirits again? Reintegrate the mind method?
What a waste of time!
It is said that it takes at least thirty years for a quasi-sage to pass through the "ladder to heaven" to transform into the Tao, and to enter the Tao from his origin...
If these are not the key, it is understandable. At this critical moment, strange waves appeared on the surface of the moon-watching well. This kind of wave is difficult to notice, but it has only appeared twice in the past few years. The first time was when I entered the sea of suffering. At that time, the second time I vaguely remembered was when I entered Xuantian Sword Sect to practice and followed Zhao Yizhu.
What does this unusual movement in Wangyuejing mean? Did something good happen or something bad happened?
The distant sounds of fighting, screams, clashes of martial arts weapons, the roaring sounds of infuriating energy, and the bright and terrifying colorful glow, not only did not weaken much when they were transmitted here, but in fact became stronger, making people feel suspenseful. He was so frightened that even if this place collapsed at the next moment and the whole world collapsed, he would not doubt it.
He endured the discomfort and used "xxxx" medical skills to repair his body and connect his meridians.
Just when he used his true energy to swim around his heart, he suddenly felt horrified, as if he was being targeted by several venomous snakes. He immediately gave up on healing, jumped up, and ducked into the air, a step too late.
The overwhelming nine-color zhenqi, vast and domineering, indestructible, as heavy as a mountain, hit the chest hard.
He immediately used the "Escape Technique of Stepping on Horses" to avoid the shadows of horses all over the sky.
Just as they merged into one, there were three more fierce killing intents behind them, heading straight for their backs.
Xin Zhuo's heart was filled with anger. He hurriedly ignored the severe pain in his meridians and forcibly raised his mental technique. The source of [Phoenix with Ten Eyes Bathed in Fire] jumped out and spread a large sea of fire.
Those three murderous intentions were forced back.
Only then did he have time to look at the attackers, four of them in total, four strangers.
There is one person in the front, with a stocky body and ordinary appearance. He is dressed in a blue robe, with nine colors of true energy flowing around his body. He is the Yuanji Jiulin Dzogchen, the source of the Yuan level.
There are three other people, one female and two male. The female looks delicate, playful and cute; a middle-aged man has a gloomy look, like an escort; the last one, Yu Shan Lunjin, looks like a son of a famous family. The three of them are also Yuanji Jiulin, all of the same advanced origin.
The four high-ranking saint-child-level masters are no less like Bai Liuyun!
Xin Zhuo didn't know these four people, but he could guess the identity of one of them and said: "The legendary true warrior, Jiang's son-in-law Li Chunyuan, is really good!"
To be honest, in his current state, he is no match for the four of them.
As he spoke, he glanced around, looking for a route to leave. Once his injuries were healed, he was confident of fighting against the four of them.
However, the four people did not give him the slightest chance. The nine-color zhenqi man said seriously and softly: "As expected of Xin Zhuo, you can dodge such a blow even if you are seriously injured, but don't look at it, you can't escape. , even if you can defeat Quasi-Saint in your prime, you are still no match for me."
He stretched out a finger, and a wisp of purple fire that seemed to be comparable to the bright sun appeared. The rocky ground in all directions cracked over tens of thousands of years, and the surrounding frost melted into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Even though Xin Zhuo was far away from him, his long hair was anxious, his eyebrows were burnt, and his pupils were slightly closed. This thing is... the divine fire of heaven and earth mentioned by Zhao Yizhu?
"The sun is so hot!"
The nine-color zhenqi young man seemed to see what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "I killed the quasi-sage when I was in the Sixth Forest of Yuanji. Xin Zhuo, I think you are a talent, and I can't bear to kill you. It's a pity that some people won't tolerate you. Die !”
Behind him, the vision of Lihuo Suzaku's divine body surged into the sky, and the nine-color true energy was like a rainbow penetrating the sun. In terms of size and power, it surpassed Xin Zhuo's line. Then it rolled up a sea of fire all over the sky and went straight to kill Xin Zhuo.
There was a woman and two men next to them who also showed their martial arts skills and fought with all their might to kill them!
Xin Zhuo was already seriously injured. At this moment, his meridians were burned by the "True Sun Fire" and cracked again. He was struggling. At this critical moment, he had to use all his strength to display the four primary sources. A ray of extreme coldness shot out from the center of his eyebrows, winding. He circled and forced himself towards the "True Fire of the Sun".
"Buzz..."
He actually fought against this person for a short time.
The four first-level origins could only exert half of their power due to physical injuries, but they withstood the attacks of the other three, even slightly overpowering them.
One to four, there was a stalemate for a while.
The young man in the nine colors and the overwhelming purple flames showed a smile on his lips: "The Divine Water of Heaven and Earth? Interesting! But such a stalemate is really asking for death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure strangely descended from the sky. He pointed his finger at Xin Zhuo's Heavenly Spirit Cap. His finger was like a thunderbolt, striking down hundreds of mountain patterns with a huge force, like a mountain collapse in the Five Mountains.
Quasi-sage master!
The timing was just right, it was the killing blow!
At this moment, the sky, the front, the left, and the right were all filled with powerful blows. Only behind him was the abyss filled with hostility and evil aura.
Xin Zhuo was covered in bruises and it was really difficult to resist, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
This is such a killing situation that I have never encountered in my life.
Could it be that defeating Jiang Yugui untied the knot in his life and that it was time to go back?
The next moment, the fluctuations in Wangyue Well suddenly fluctuated violently again, with a hint of pulling force.
With a thought in his heart, he used all his strength to fly backwards towards the endless abyss behind him.
"boom--"
The five people shot into the air, and the entire cliff in front was shattered. In the aftermath, Xin Zhuo fell rapidly, and was instantly enveloped in a sea of violence, evil, and resentment.
He tried his best to see who the last quasi-sage was.
Then, an old voice was heard, with emotion and complexity: "I, Dongfang, Xin Zhuo, we have settled our grudge!"
"Jiang's son-in-law Li Chunyuan!"
"Daluo Chunxiu Dongfang Lian'er!"
"Seven kills of Dayan Taishang Elder!"
"Qin Guiyi, the highest sage of the Bauhinia Holy Land!"
The other four said the same thing, as if they were saying their final goodbyes to him.
Then the red sun's blazing "True Sun Fire" spread overwhelmingly toward the abyss, igniting a continuous "sea of fire."
Then he cut off the top with a sword, and the magma and boulders flew together, crashing down into the abyss.
Not even Daluo Immortal can survive this kind of battle.
"Back then, the Holy King's filthy sea could pollute the Great Sage, kill saints, and kill those who entered it. Coupled with the True Warrior's True Fire of the Sun and the giant stone seal, Xin Zhuo would eventually die!"
Qin Gui, the High Holy Son of Bauhinia, said expressionlessly.
Mr. Dongfang had his hands behind his back, his gray beard was waving slightly, and his old and kind face was extremely complicated. Yes, this boy passed away after all.
No one can understand his mood at this time. When Jing Hua Shui Yue returned and entered the giant coffin of suspended animation, his hatred was so overwhelming that he almost wanted to go crazy.
When he returned to Daluo, he met this son. At that time, his mood suddenly became peaceful. He knew that this son was a talent that could be made. If he was taken under his sect, it would be regarded as repaying evil with kindness, and his mood would go one step further. Not to mention that there are people on the mountain with dark minds. .
It's a pity that the woman named Zhao next to this son is very scary.
Later, this son betrayed his master and fled to a foreign country. His strength increased by leaps and bounds, and he felt how Xin Zhuo felt after he and Mie Ling were deposed.
It was such a worry and palpitation that I later rushed to the Holy City to intercept and kill him.
After failing to intercept and kill him, the boy escaped again and entered Yuanji for decades. In the past three years, he entered the Seven Forests of Yuanji, not far from the Quasi-Sage. This terrible speed of entry left him with a knife in his throat and a gleam on his back, making it difficult for him to turn around. Ann's feelings are increasing day by day, and it is really difficult to let go.
Even after Dongfang Lian'er was sent, he was still worried. He did not hesitate to cross a hundred thousand miles to enter Daqian, disguise his identity and enter the "Saint King's Well" just for this one blow!
"Xin Zhuo's cultivation method is weird and his talent is outstanding. He can be said to be the first person in the world after tomorrow. He has the four primary sources and one of the four divine waters of heaven and earth. He can kill quasi-sages. Even though he was so seriously injured, he was not hurt by us at all. I am willing to commit suicide, who can compare with me? I am afraid that my strength is second only to me in the same realm!"
Then Li Chunyuan took a step forward and looked into the abyss: "It's a pity that such an interesting person doesn't know how to restrain his sharp edge!"
"correct!"
Qin Guiyi's handsome face showed a bit of nervousness, "If you kill Xin Zhuo, is there any reward on the mountain?"
"It should be given, and it will be given naturally!"
Li Chunyuan looked at the violent shaking in the distance and said, "Kill the spirit tribe first!"
Four figures ran away.
Only Mr. Dongfang did not move. He even sat down cross-legged and fell into the collapsed ruins. Only his two eyes were exposed. It would be extremely difficult to spot him unless you look closely.
"It's not that Xin Zhuo doesn't know how to curb his sharpness, he has no choice. If I replaced him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do better than him."
The person who knows you best must be your enemy. This sentence is true no matter which world it is used in.
Mr. Dongfang murmured, and then looked firmly into the abyss. He was worried. He felt that the scene of Xin Zhuo retreating and falling into the abyss was a bit weird, just like... those strange behaviors back then.
I watched this for seven days.
The eighth day.
The secret realm collapsed and the Spirit Clan fled. The Three Saints and tens of thousands of warriors chased away, leaving only tens of thousands of corpses of the two clans behind.
There was still no movement in the abyss.
Mr. Dongfang finally jumped out, with relief and ease on his face, waving his sleeves, and went straight into the sky.
"Boom boom..."
The only sage secret realm in the Daqian Empire, the Holy King Valley, could have been explored by warriors for hundreds of years, but it collapsed this time.
The entire valley collapsed completely, and those who came out were alive, while those who didn't came out died.
The Three Saints and Wanwu chased the Spirit Clan for 93,000 miles and finally returned!
…
In April, Grain Rain, the pear blossoms in the Qiongxiao Imperial Capital fell, and the 990,000 sycamore trees sprouted new leaves.
A haggard figure, followed by a large number of maids and eunuchs, went straight to the "Saint King Valley" and silently looked at the bottom of the valley for nine days and nine nights before finally bursting into tears.
On the tenth day, the Emperor fought against the Three Saints and expelled them!
On the eleventh day, the emperor drove away the people of Dongtianmen in the holy land and massacred two thousand warriors.
On the twelfth day, Xin Zhuo was granted the title of emperor and would enjoy the Daqian sacrifice forever. If the courtiers dared to disobey, they would be executed!
On the thirteenth day, the emperor fled to the Great Zhou Dynasty, and then fled to the northern frontier for 300,000 miles. He returned after a year and a half, with his head covered with white hair.
This is the last time and it won't happen again. The key hole has been dug and it's time to fill it.
At the beginning of the next chapter, all the pursuits disappeared. The protagonist went to various holy places to defecate, but no one dared to touch him.
(End of chapter)
