Chapter 764 The Wind Rises
“Whoosh…”
Those glazed gases are colorless and formless, but they are also colorful and strange. They cannot be seen clearly at all, and they contain a powerful force. Pressure and go straight to a group of people.
If you look at it from below, the dozens of gases clearly form a crystal-clear jade finger. Those who are locked are like being stuck in a quagmire, and those who are not locked are struggling, as if they are all trapped by some kind of " "cage".
In the blink of an eye, three thousand Confucian disciples and hundreds of people who had been "deposed", with extreme fear on their faces, struggled to break free from their restraints, and were ejected in all directions.
Before they had run three miles, there was a series of devastating roars and screams behind them. When they turned around, everyone was shocked beyond measure by the scene in front of them——
< br>On the huge "Wangtiantai", eye-catching ripples of shock rose up. The figures of dozens of powerful masters from the famous town were killed by the terrifying power of the unknown saint and flew upside down.
Ling Gucheng and Xue Zang widened their eyes, watching helplessly as their heads were penetrated. They could not hide or dodge. Even to death, they still felt that it was ridiculous. In fact, they did not care much about Xin Zhuo. The murderous intention was that the former came to act as a master to recruit a disciple, and the latter actually came to deal with his sister Xue Ji. However, it seemed that their fault was that they showed hostility, and killing Xin Zhuo did not seem to have much to do with it. Before the Confucian sage remnant, they had a high look at Xin Zhuo, but it was only a high look. Even if Xin Zhuo became famous in recent years, how could it be worth their hundreds of years of experience and vision?
“No!”
The Great Sword Master and Guitutuo maintained their desperate dodge postures, their bodies twisted, and their faces became even more distorted. They were unwilling, angry and regretful. In their eyes, Xin Zhuo Ye is just an ant. They were lucky enough to participate in the mysterious and huge "Jinghua Water Moon Trial". Even though they were only small roles, they felt that the future was smooth. They had not even left too many traces after the arrival of the martial arts heyday. Their He had a lot of plans, but now everything was gone, his body was torn apart and melted, his strength and vitality quickly faded, and his eyes were filled with darkness.
"Puff puff puff..."
"Ah..."
Almost in an instant, dozens of figures were shattered by the saint's magical power. No matter how high the cultivation level or profound the realm, they would be completely shattered. Useless work was done.
Yuan Yourong and Ying Jianying were between the "sage's finger" and the group of people who had been wiped out, and their faces had turned pale. They really couldn't figure out where Xin Zhuo got the terrifying saint's skills, and why he turned against him in an instant. He seemed to...have always been someone who didn't want to suffer.
In the aftermath of the strong saint's finger, they had no choice but to increase their momentum to the extreme, use powerful infuriating energy to protect their bodies, and try their best to retreat.
"Boom..."
The Confucian Sage's remnant jade was overwhelmed and suddenly collapsed, and the 1,900-foot-high "Wangtiantai" also broke from it and fell into the endless abyss below.
Rubbles, trees, rock jade bricks, broken corpses, and the disintegrating true energy and power after the death of extremely high-level warriors pervaded everywhere.
Three thousand Confucian disciples and those who were "deposed" from all directions, who finally hid in safe areas, watched in horror and were helpless.
Has anyone seen this scene like a natural disaster and the death of countless masters from super sects, holy places, and caves, except for the legendary saints fighting each other?
Many people subconsciously looked in the air, and Xin Zhuo disappeared with his pet dog!
"Boom..."
The violent sound of the huge relics of the saint falling into the endless abyss along with the collapsed "Wangtiantai" finally came from below.
Many people looked on in despair. The master who was lost this time was of too high a level, his origins were too terrible, and his impact was extremely far-reaching.
Looking directly above the rooftop, in the thick dust and smoke, Yuan Yourong and Ying Jianying stood silently, the veils on their faces fluttering in the wind, their eyes extremely complicated.
After a while, six bloody figures suddenly jumped up weakly from below. They were Huang Taigai, Master Zhiming, Grandmaster Xiao, the girl with white gauze, Jiang Liyang and the old woman beside Ying Jianying.
The six people are not dead, but they are not far away. All the body-protecting spiritual treasures in the body exploded, the martial arts in the body was almost exhausted, the foundation was destroyed, the flesh and blood were scraped, and the bones in the whole body were cracked. More terrifying than evil spirits.
This feeling, for them, is worse than death.
They glanced at the sky for the first time, and Xin Zhuo had already left.
In the depths of their eyes, they couldn't help but reveal a trace of fear. They were fearful of a junior from the back realm. This was something that had never happened before, but Xin Zhuo seemed to be worth it.
Among the hundreds of millions of warriors in the day after tomorrow, he is the fastest-growing person, a pseudo-true warrior, a Tao-level breakthrough form, breaking through the ninth level of the Confucian saint's remnant jade, and using the Hunyuan virtual realm to summon a saint's means to come to the world!
What kind of monster is this?
At this moment, Xin Zhuo seemed to be extremely mysterious. "Mother-in-law?" Ying Jianying asked with a frown.
The old woman's voice was hoarse and weak: "It must have been an opportunity for the ninth level of the Confucian saint's remnant jade to be used for a blow. After all, it is not a saint's method, otherwise he will definitely die. It is a pity to give it up A whole body of spiritual treasures and a lifetime of cultivation, in exchange for vitality..."
After a pause, he stumbled forward and grabbed Ying Jianying's hand: "Let's go. The Kujian Palace is hunting down Xin Zhuo, so that the ten sons and thirty-six generals of the Jian Palace will be born. He will be caught in the sky and on the earth. If you don’t die, you will definitely grow into a formidable enemy with a dead sword in the future!”
The two of them flashed and ran straight into the distance.
The little Patriarch Xiao sighed, his closest disciple also died. He had the same idea as the old woman. He also felt that Xin Zhuo had become a big worry. During his long years of practice, I have never seen such an evil boy before. He disappeared in the distance in a flash.
Yuan Yourong took a deep look at the place where the bodies of the two great sword masters fell, and walked away with the two old women in the distance.
With only one arm left, Jiang Liyang left lonely. He didn't know the cause and effect between himself and Xin Zhuo, who was the cause and who was the effect.
Soon, only the girl with white gauze eyes, Master Zhiming and Huang Taigai were left in the place. All three people's bones were broken and they were at the end of their strength.
Huang Taigai spat out a mouthful of bruised blood and said, "You didn't predict this, did you? What Xin Zhuo did was not among the five elements. It was like a mirror, a flower in the water, a moon in the water, and it is still the same today. I have said before that this child cannot be deceived. , He is smarter than anyone else!"
Master Zhiming chanted the Buddha's name: "He is too stubborn after all. Although we have the intention to take advantage of him, we don't know how to fit in with him. saint With his thoughts, he summoned the Confucian Sage to strike, and from now on...
The people who are chasing him will probably spread all over the major forces, Holy Land, Cave Heaven, Super Sect, heaven and earth, so what about him? Can he survive that saint's attack? It's impossible for him to summon him again!"
Half of the girl's body was torn apart, with blood dripping from her eyes. She asked with difficulty: "Where did he escape to? Go?”
Master Zhiming said solemnly: "Miss Mo Ruyu, how are you treating me?"
Mo Ruyu's mouth showed a hint of coldness: "Kill me in both lives. From now on, Baixiao Tower will plot against him everywhere, and he will be in vain." Is it possible to defy the odds?”
As he said that, he looked into the distance, his pupils spinning in the depths: "Recruit the Eighth Floor Ghost Blade Seven! The order goes to heaven and earth, hurry!"
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< br>"Gaba——"
"Susu..."
Heavy rain, strong winds, lightning and thunder in the sky. It was obviously only noon, but the world was dark.
Two figures passed through the rain curtain and flashed past.
Xin Zhuo's tattered robe was soaked, her hair was wet, and her eyes were a little dazed.
That saint's life-saving magical power was extremely powerful. I don't know if it killed those people. It was a pity to use it, but... to relieve hatred.
But to be honest, once you are happy, you have to face reality. I am afraid that the future will be even more difficult.
He looked in all directions, not knowing where to go.
After thinking for a long time, he felt that Li Guangling, an old ghost, might be very helpful to him.
Line your eyes in one direction and you must find Li Guangling within three days at most.
(End of this chapter)