Chapter 954 Is it Xin Zhuo at first? Can’t a mortal body be sanctified?

Style: Fantasy Author: Rebirth at the Beginning of SummerWords: 2775Update Time: 24/01/11 20:35:12
High in the sky and in the abyss.

The fight between the quasi-holy warriors and the phantoms of the immortals continues, with scenes of stunning fights and treacherous and changeable infuriating methods that are eye-catching.

Below, tens of thousands of warriors in the palace felt much more at ease.

"Decisive battle with immortals" is the ultimate goal of all warriors with high cultivation level. As long as the Yinxu and above are above, no one knows that warriors and immortals are at odds with each other in life and death.

If the quasi-sage is so miserable, how desperate is that?

Fortunately, none of the people who are qualified to become saints are mediocre, and they are all extremely talented people. After the death of more than a thousand quasi-saints, the remaining hundreds of people have stabilized their positions, and they are all ruthless characters.

The only thing that is shocking and unacceptable is Xin Zhuo...

Even if geniuses like Li Chunyuan, Ye Miaojin, Jiang Wuwei, Zhao Tong'er and the Ying Si people, every move and every move is the best under the Jisheng Realm, compared with him, they are nothing!

A group of people could crush hundreds of "immortal shadows" at most, but Xin Zhuo had already killed more than three thousand terrifying people, killing a large area and clearing a large circle.

It's like cheating, but is it possible for this "Holy Abyss" to cheat?

The key is not that his methods are better than everyone else's, but that he is the least outstanding. With one stroke of his hand, everyone dies!

What’s the explanation?

The elders below Jiang Wen, Chen Wentian, Ji Fengyu, etc. were also staring intently. With their cultivation and knowledge, they were also confused, so they kept observing.

The only one who was truly happy was Gongsun Li. He held his hands together and his joints turned white.

At this moment, after Xin Zhuo killed an "immortal" again, Chen Wentian and more than 30 people suddenly stood up, and their expressions changed drastically!

Not only are there huge changes, but there is also fear.

"early?"

This was said by Chen Wentian, with an old face full of panic and disbelief.

Ji Fengyu, Ye Feiying and others were almost suffocated.

This thing "Chu" has only appeared three times since the beginning of the world. The first two times killed all the regions and shattered the immortal palace.

If true warriors are pure killers, Chu is a myth.

It's hard to tell what this kind of thing is and how it appears.

It is the final form of the origin, but it took thousands of years for the Holy Lords of all races and the supreme human race to finally collapse on a pile of "beginning" level origins.

Such a thing as "beginning" is not fused, and may not exist at all.

It seemed to have reappeared some time ago, and even those ancestors whom my own family didn't recognize emerged from the endless abyss and ordered an investigation.

There are even ancestors who set up altars to pray. It’s okay to appear, but just don’t appear to all races and heaven!

If Xin Zhuo is "first", can you imagine what will happen in the future after all the hardships he has endured over the years?

Jiang Wen, who looked majestic, was breathing rapidly and his mood was confused. If it was Xin Zhuo, what should he do? How could he give birth to such a child?



"Three thousand eight hundred and sixty-six!"

Xin Zhuo counted silently, and after killing an "Old Woman Immortal" shadow, his expression suddenly changed.

The "Void Chaos Mountain Pattern" was strangely covered by the moon-watching well water. When it was shot, it turned into the well water and the mountain pattern. It looked without momentum, as if it had become the original mountain pattern of the first ray of water in the Yuan-level world.

Today, "Wangyue Well" has appeared twice in a row. The first time was to protect the well owner. What is the meaning of the second time?

Seeing the phantom of another "immortal" approaching, I didn't want to think too much. In a blink of an eye, I pointed out the water color and mountain pattern, and the power was not reduced at all, and killed it.



Below, above the palace.

The shock on the faces of the group of great saints who stood up slowly dissipated, and they continued to sit cross-legged with desolate expressions. It was hard to tell whether they were disappointed or relieved.

Naturally, they could clearly see the mountain pattern of Xin Zhuo, which was close to the beginning. It was the first mountain pattern of the source of water in the world. This was very rare. They didn’t even know where Xin Zhuo got it. It was said that he had four strange origins at the beginning. Power?

And I don’t know why this kind of mountain pattern restrains the immortal.

But it’s not the beginning, everything is boring!



High in the sky and in the abyss, there is still a strong ancient pressure, and the towering ancient tree is full of mystery.

But the surroundings suddenly became empty, and the phantoms of the "immortals" had been killed.

Su Miaojin, Li Chunyuan, Jiang Wuwei and Zhao Tong'er and other hundreds of people stood high in the sky, frowning and looking at Xin Zhuo who was standing alone below. They seemed to be extremely puzzled by this man's wanton killing. They knew the "immortal"'s power. Difficult to kill and miraculous, Xin Zhuo's methods are not clever, but he whizzes around and kills them casually.

Xin Zhuo had no time to pay attention, and immediately scanned the Danhai, only to see that the five gates had been broken, and a pure and white light group loomed behind the gate. It was difficult to tell what it was.

At this moment, the body is in a state... between ethereal, holy, awe-inspiring, majestic and vulgar.

This is the state of a quasi-sage who is about to become a saint!

Just one line away.

"boom--"

At this moment, nine golden dragon shadows and nine phoenix shadows suddenly fell from the treetops high in the sky.

For a moment, dragons chanted and phoenixes chanted, with a loud sound that shook the sky, washing the bodies of everyone present over and over again, as if they were baptizing these hundreds of quasi-sages from descendants into quasi-sages from ancient times!

This is a great gift and a huge favor!

This is something that has never happened before in the thousands of years since "Trapped in the Sky" became a saint!

"Create hundreds of supreme saints?"

"They are indeed the strongest group of saints in history!"

"What the Great Sage Wentian said is true!"

"This group of saints should be the pillars to protect one side from the calamity of all races!"

A deafening exclamation came from below.

Even if more than a thousand quasi-sacred cabbages die, it's still worth it!

Chu Feng, the Chu family of Beihai, was also in the "high sky and abyss". At this moment, his mind was awe-inspiring, and he murmured: "Zhenqi rejection, obsession with illusions, immortals fighting, two thousand and one hundred quasi-sages, and more than fifteen hundred have fallen. If it succeeds, Now that the holy opportunity has arrived, it’s worth it!”

"It's not that easy!" Su Miaojin, Zhao Tong'er, Ying Siren, Li Chunyuan and others almost said in unison.

Xin Zhuo also felt that it was not that simple. These dragon and phoenix shadows from ancient times were good for washing the body, but they were more like some kind of screening.

filter……

really! A moment later, more than a hundred old men and quasi-sages suddenly exploded in the roar of dragons and phoenixes, their vitality and cultivation instantly transformed into what they needed, and the majestic Lordless Qi and blood mist filled the four directions.

unexpected! Caught off guard!

Heaven and earth are as quiet as death!

One hundred quasi-sages died like ants.

Completely focusing on the holy master is like a piece of grass.

The harshness of the "abyss" is outrageous.

The next moment, those dragons and phoenixes suddenly sank ten feet above the crowd, transforming into a large river, a river of colorful rays of light.

The remaining three to four hundred quasi-sages were in a trance. Su Miaojin, Zhao Tong'er, Li Chunyuan and others took the lead in entering the Colorful River. As soon as they entered, the faint aura of the holy realm came instantly.

The expressions of the remaining people changed, and they entered instantly without any hesitation.

Xin Zhuo also stepped into the colorful river, and felt that he was instantly washed by the extremely powerful Qi and holy thoughts. This time it was a real cleansing!

He had no time to care, so he sat down cross-legged, circulated his mind, and absorbed bit by bit.

Those true energy are crazily poured into the pure white light of the five portals of Danhai, and the indescribable holy thoughts are blessing little by little to perfect the five "pure white lights".

The strength is gradually rising, and the true energy is gradually changing. The saint's true energy is fragrant and colorful. These seven colors are not colors in the true sense, but seven emotions.

Saints are both affectionate and ruthless!

An aura that was different from that of a quasi-sage slowly appeared.

This is already between a quasi-sage and a saint!

Suddenly, those true energy and holy thoughts began to flow to the limbs and bones, washing away the dirt, bruises and stubborn illnesses of this life!

The saint is flawless!

However, Xin Zhuo found that he could not resist the power of washing, as if...

His physical talents are simply not as flawless as this!

Pain and panic appear for no reason.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw hundreds of warriors around him. At first, their faces showed pain, but then strange phenomena of divine bodies and bloodlines appeared one after another, in different shapes and sizes.

He was able to adapt to this cleansing, look calm, and continue to enter the country.

He is the only one who is still struggling to hold on!

In essence, he is just a mortal person of the wood attribute!



"Sure enough! Xin Zhuo is mortal!"

"There is no hope of becoming a saint!"

This time, tens of thousands of warriors murmured in the palace.

Jiang Wen sighed softly.

A group of great sage ancestors fell silent.

Gongsun Li's face turned pale. What she had been worried about had happened. She had never wanted to tell her junior brother before. She only pointed out the importance of "divine body and bloodline" to him at the last moment, just to tell him that the mortal body would become a human being. The chance of becoming a saint is too slim.

Those legendary mortal supremes and quasi-emperors are not following the normal path of cultivation at all!

(End of chapter)