The entrance to the original "Saint King's Well" was destroyed five years ago by the Three Saints, martial arts masters and the Spiritual Tribe. Several nearby mountains and rivers collapsed and were covered with rocks. Now there is only a trickling stream and a messy valley bottom. Stone pile.
But at this moment, the messy stones and sand suddenly shook and trembled, and suddenly they separated on their own, and a figure walked out, wearing a shabby robe of no discernible color, with dust on his face and neck, and his age and appearance could not be clearly seen. The momentum and aura are obscure and unpredictable, as if they are extremely mysterious but also seem to have no cultivation.
In full view of everyone, he walked to the edge of the stream, stretched, squatted down, and washed his face, turning a blind eye to the hundreds of experts nearby.
He behaves strangely and emerges from below, making it difficult not to attract attention.
The large group of masters frowned slightly, and their hearts were filled with ups and downs. This person came from below. Could it be that a certain master from five years ago was still alive? Was it an old friend who had returned?
Jiang Yugui, who had been sitting upright lazily, couldn't help but sit up straight at this moment. His scalp was numb for no apparent reason, and he subconsciously tilted his head to look at the man's face.
Dongfang Lian'er, Qin Guiyi and Qisha also looked carefully.
Deng Taixuan, who looked like a wizened old man, had already stood up, his eyes shining brightly.
But no matter how carefully everyone tried to distinguish, they couldn't tell who it was. The person was too dirty, his greasy hair covered half of his face, and his breath was too unfamiliar...
"May I ask your Excellency..." Someone was about to raise his hand and ask.
"Buzz——"
At this moment, the nine-colored clouds in the sky dispersed, and a blazing sea of fire burned half of the sky. On the top of the mountain not far away, a terrifying aura swept across all directions like a rainbow and an abyss, making people unable to breathe even if it was not suppressed.
There are also the unique mountain patterns of the quasi-sages, which seem to contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, the cessation of anger, sorrow and joy in the world, the ultimate in martial arts, life and death are up to me, and pieces of strange fragrance fall, refreshing the heart and mind.
This attracted more attention than the weirdo below. Countless people looked at him and then stood up one after another, with a look of horror on their faces. Li Chunyuan had broken through the quasi-sage realm, and he seemed to be stronger than the average quasi-sage!
Far beyond the Yuanji realm by hundreds of miles.
A true warrior, quasi-sage, the only one in the world!
They all couldn't help but salute: "Congratulations to Marquis Li/Brother Li for entering the Holy Order!"
Although Quasi-Saint is not yet in the realm of Saint, to call him "Saint" in name is not too much.
"boom!"
A figure suddenly arrived from the top of the mountain to the top of a mountain not far away. Rocks were splashing, a white brocade clothes fluttering in the wind, long hair flying, a resolute face, without any arrogance, just returned the greeting: "Everyone, please encourage me! "
This magnanimity and non-intrusive free and easy attitude made many masters from the Holy Land Cave Heaven admire him. They handed him over again, and even the beautiful female cultivator blushed with shame and her beautiful eyes rolled around.
Frankly speaking, although Li Chunyuan's appearance is not outstanding, his talent, high level, plus his reputation as a true warrior, and his identity as the owner of one of the divine fires of heaven and earth, all make him surpass all talents and shock him. The existence of the proud men of heaven in all the major holy places.
"Who is this……"
At this moment, Li Chunyuan suddenly looked at the "weird man" washing his face in the valley below. This man's behavior was a bit strange.
Countless masters around him couldn't help but look again, with doubts on their faces.
I saw the man tidying up his hair and calmly chatting about family matters: "A true warrior, invincible in the same realm, a quasi-sage master? Nothing more than rotten fish. Son-in-law of the Jiang family? Just a son-in-law of a humble indigenous family!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings became eerily quiet, and many people wondered if they had heard wrongly.
However, Jiang Yugui's hair stood on end instantly and his eyes widened. This voice...
Dongfang Lian'er, Qin Guiyi and Qisha were also startled for a moment, and then subconsciously took a step back.
"Xin Zhuo! It's you! You're not dead yet!"
Li Chunyuan was slightly startled at first, with confusion on his face, and then his eyes showed a murderous intent that he had never seen before.
He had heard about Xin Zhuo a long time ago. From the moment he was accepted as a disciple by the Great Sage Jiang and married into the Jiang family, he had heard about it. At first, he did not take it seriously. Later, he heard the disciples mentioned it many times, and I heard that the cave masters from all the major holy places joined forces to hunt him down, but couldn't kill him, so I couldn't help but get worried.
Five years ago, he was ordered to join Daqian and worked with Dongfang people to kill Xin Zhuo. After trying it himself, he realized how extraordinary this person was. However, after killing a hundred people, he had already forgotten about it in the past few years. What is outstanding and what is an acquired monster? To die is to die.
However, this person appeared again now, which made him feel angry for no reason. How could someone be so difficult to kill and survive many times?
"This time, I will crush your body and shatter your soul. There will be no place for you to escape in heaven or on earth. If others kill you, how can you escape from my hand!"
As he spoke, the terrifying nine-color Qi rolled up around him, roaring like a hurricane, shocking all directions. The mountain patterns of Quasi-Saint Martial Arts poured out like the Milky Way. One person's aura occupied half of the sky. A purple-gold spear appeared in vain. He held it tightly in his right hand, and the white tiger behind him Blessed by divine body visions,
A shot came, the gun was like a dragon, and the sky was filled with cold stars!
One move is the Quasi-Saint's strongest blow!
The surrounding mountains trembled and the forest roared.
A large number of warriors were afraid and quickly fled away.
The trembling body of Jiang Yugui, who was flying back, suddenly calmed down at this moment. He looked at each other and smiled calmly with Dongfang Lian'er and others. They had absolute confidence in Li Chunyuan.
"The boss..."
Murong Xiu and Huang Dagui had worried faces on their faces and murmured, "Why bother? If you are lucky enough not to die, why don't you run away far away? What the hell is squatting in the stream to wash your face?"
Only Deng Taixuan said in a voice that almost only he could hear: "Brother Xin, I hope you can..."
The next words were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say them out.
I saw Xin Zhuo at the bottom of the valley, wearing a dirty robe without any wind. He looked at the stabbing spear and the billowing breath like boiling water in half of the sky. He stretched out two fingers expressionlessly,
A stream of pure energy soared into the sky, transforming the three Supreme Suns, like a bright sun in the sky, making it impossible for people to look directly at them. A sharp and shocking aura rose up, violently shaking off all the pressure of Li Chunyuan.
"Quasi Saint!"
"Xin Zhuo has also become a quasi-sage!"
"Faster than a real warrior!"
The faces of the large number of retreating Holy Land Cave Heaven Warriors could not help but change.
"Quasi Saint..."
Jiang Yugui murmured, his expression extremely ugly. He thought of Xin Zhuo's combat power in the land of the Holy King Jingmu. Now... he suddenly said angrily: "Li Chunyuan, kill him! Uh..."
Before he finished speaking, his face turned pale.
Dongfang Lian'er, Deng Taixuan, Ma Boju and many other experts were also stunned.
I saw Xin Zhuo, who looked like three bright suns arching together, with his two outstretched fingers showing an extremely mysterious quasi-holy mountain pattern. This mountain pattern was particularly different, extremely pure, clever, chaotic, and empty.
The mountain pattern of the Quasi-Saint is like the origin of the Yuanji Realm. It is the otherworldly and powerful natural power of heaven and earth mastered by the Quasi-Saint Warrior. Anyone who enters the Yuanji Realm has probably heard of it, but the Quasi-Saint mountain pattern is also different, such as the Qionghua Mountain Bird , Qingliu Taoyuan and so on, but Xin Zhuo's is unheard of.
"Ding!"
Those fingers were like knives, and they pinched the tip of Li Chunyuan's spear.
Use two fingers to intimidate the quasi-sage to strike with all his strength! !
Li Chunyuan made a gesture to shake him off, but remained motionless. The murderous aura and tyrannical aura on his face instantly froze, condescending, the pupils of his eyes contracted, and his expression gradually turned into disbelief.
"Crack!"
The tip of the spear exploded, strange mountain patterns spread, and the body of the Martial Ultimate Saint Soldier's spear, which had been forged 70,000 times from purple gold black iron for three thousand years, also cracked inch by inch.
"you……"
Li Chunyuan was so angry that he immediately abandoned his gun, rolled up the violent nine-color Qi, and struck it with one punch. The shadow of his fist surged into the sky, transforming the white tiger into a shadow, like a roar of gods and demons.
Xin Zhuo's face was expressionless, and Sanyang returned to his body. He also met the attack with a punch, and the mountain patterns turned into nothingness.
The two fists collided together under the sky, between the mountains and fields, under the gaze of hundreds of masters.
"boom!"
The aftermath of the true energy exploded.
Li Chunyuan, the noble son-in-law of the Jiang family who had just entered the Quasi-Saint and was considered invincible in his field, suddenly turned pale and then red, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and flew out like a rag.
"boom--"
Crash a mountain into pieces.
However, Xin Zhuo only shook his body a few times, and shot away like a meteor, shattering large rocks on the mountain. When he reappeared, he had grabbed one of Li Chunyuan's legs and smashed it heavily against a boulder.
Without waiting for Li Chunyuan's reaction,
"Whoosh——"
He reached another mountain peak and was hit hard.
Then, there are peaks on the left, peaks on the right, hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, coming and going quickly, like grabbing rags, smashing left and right.
"A true warrior, right?"
"Invincible in the same situation?"
"The proud one of heaven?"
"Jiang's son-in-law?"
"Must kill me?"
"Indigenous people, you are so arrogant!"
Xin Zhuo was filled with rage and poured out endlessly.
At this moment, the Alchemy Sea Ladder in the body is refining, and two of the ten golden gates have been broken. The end is dim and endless, and it seems to be the gateway to the avenue.
The two long rivers of true energy have turned into surging rivers, and nine colors are flowing in them.
The original origin is integrated into the mountain pattern. The power of the mountain pattern is unparalleled. It can uproot mountains, fill rivers, strike the sky, and destroy the earth!
The wonderful way of thinking, one qi, three yang, one yang and four same realms!
One person can reach twelve places in the same place!
What kind of master is a true warrior and a quasi-sage? What kind of master is a quasi-sage who has only broken through one discipline?
Climb!
(End of chapter)
