Chapter 903: One Hundred Thousand Swords and the Sky Giant Sword
“Okay!”
When Xin Zhuo said this word, there was no emotion at all, but you could hear his seriousness. A no-frills affirmation and absolute determination to do it.
He and Bai Liuyun are two small realms apart. After this person enters the "Secret Realm of the Holy King's Well", he will surely sit in the holy gate of life and death.
The gap between the two small realms of Yuanji Realm is not too big, but there is also a distance from the first to the fifth of the five declines of heaven and man!
It's just that Bai Liuyun's original power is at the advanced level, while his is at the Yuan level. It's a different level. He has ten times the strength and Qi of the same level, so he should be somewhat confident.
This man chased him all the way like a fly. Even though he was a clay figure, he was also very angry.
"簌——"
The momentum of the Yuanji Qilin was fully activated, and the mental skills were running to the extreme. The wind roared within a radius of hundreds of feet, rolling up the sky with ice and frost.
“Very good!”
Bai Liuyun's face showed a smile of relief that he often wished for, and then he also looked grim. Yuanji Jiulin's momentum rose to the extreme. He was not a person who trusted the great. He knew that people like Xin Zhuo were by no means ordinary Yuanji, but he With strong self-confidence, this battle can resolve the knot in his heart. He will win in one battle, and the winner will surely enter the Quasi-Sage.
"The suspended treasure gourd, swallowing the nine orifices!"
He patted his waist, and the crystal-clear jade gourd flashed to the top of Xin Zhuo's head, shooting down the dense Qi, which could pass through Xin Zhuo's nine orifices directly capture Xin Zhuo's soul.
While his robes were flying, he held a red blood sword, a martial arts holy weapon, blessed by the terrifying holy power. His whole body was like a wild beast, and his eyes were sharp and gloomy, like rainbows. Guanyue went straight to Xinzhuo's waist and killed him.
However, the moment Xin Zhuo pointed the mouth of the gourd at him, his body swayed strangely and turned into two hundred galloping horses.
The Hulu lost its target.
Bai Liuyun also lost his target, but he was not surprised at all. In the middle, he forcibly stopped his body, formed a seal with the two fingers of his left hand, and muttered the words: "...point!"
It turned into two hundred figures.
Two hundred figures collided wildly with two hundred horses.
“Dang Dang Dang...”
In the violent explosion, two hundred horses merged into one figure, and two hundred human figures also merged into one.
“Dang!”
The two holy weapons collided, tearing out countless heart-stopping cracks in the surrounding air, and then there was an earth-shattering explosion, and the surrounding ice was overwhelmed.” "Creak" cracked numerous holes.
The dozens of Yuanji masters watching from a distance turned pale and immediately took off into the air.
But I saw the two figures colliding one after another in mid-air, suddenly reaching three miles to the south, suddenly five miles to the north, and suddenly reaching high altitude again.
Icebergs and snow hills splashed near and far, and the gloomy clouds high in the sky quickly rolled up due to the aftermath of the collision between the two Yuanji masters.
After a while, the two figures separated. Both had messy long hair and torn clothes.
But among them, Bai Liuyun's mouth exploded, he had difficulty breathing, and his face was ferocious.
With a false grasp of his right hand, the gourd suddenly flew towards Xin Zhuo and hit him head on.
Immediately murmuring words, a bronze mirror in his sleeves flew high into the sky, pointed at Xin Zhuo, and fired countless arrows as fast as the wind. As soon as it appeared, it reached the center of Xin Zhuo's eyebrows in the next breath.
However, Xin Zhuo suddenly and strangely lost his trace. When he reappeared, he was above the gourd and the precious mirror, with his hands forming a seal: "Cao Tian Ge Immortal was captured by rhinoceros armor, and the spirit blade chariot hub met at hand-to-hand combat. Formation!"
"Buzz——"
A large ripple appeared in the sky, swaying, and a group of men in golden armor and immortal clothes drove a row of golden horse chariots, waving their spears, as if they had traveled from eternity. Extremely killing, extremely sinister.
“Boom!”
The gourd and the mirror were blown away, staggering and falling.
However, although Bai Liuyun once again lost the opportunity to kill, he was still not surprised. He was already in the air, with his left hand on his back and the Martial Ultimate Saint Soldier in his right hand pointing to the sky. His face was indescribably calm, his eyes were locked on Xin Zhuo, and his voice was like running. Lei: "Xin Zhuo, you and I can separate life and death with one sword, break the army and attack the Immortal Palace!"
The vision of the divine body behind him instantly appeared. It was a three-color dragon with a size of thousands of feet. The dragon's head was in the sky, and the dragon's head was in the sky. Sweeping its tail across the earth, a pair of dragon eyes looked down at the common people coldly.
A flying eagle fell from the sky and transformed into the purest advanced source in the world.
People are like gods and demons, cut down with one sword.
The one who breaks the army is also known as Yao Guang. "Po Jun attacks the Immortal Palace" is the end of the Big Dipper Holy Land, and the secret of Yao Guang Holy Land is not passed down.
The ice and snow mountains three hundred miles around were shaking violently, and a huge sword from the sky seemed to break the sky and slashed towards Xin Zhuo's head.
The wind is howling, the ice and snow are flying, and the fear of the sword is terrifying.
The dozen or so Yuanji masters not far away fled again, and a dense crowd of warriors from afar heard the sound and came forward. Seeing this scene, they were all horrified.
Xin Zhuo admitted that he underestimated the determination and madness of warriors in this world, and Bai Liuyun had a deep knot in his heart because of the incident.
He looked at the huge sword that was shocking. He couldn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't even think about hiding. Yuanji Qilin's momentum rose rapidly, and "Leng Yue" slashed out in his hand. A sword.
【Heaven, Earth, Man and Chaozong】
Blessed by the origin of Yuan-level nine-headed Pixiu!
Original blessing from the Yuan-level three-headed, six-armed Baicao boy!
“Buzz——”
A large number of people suddenly appeared on the ground to worship. The shadows of mountains and rivers in the distance worship.
The shadows of immortals appeared in the sky to worship.
“噌噌噌……”
The swords of hundreds of warriors in the distance flew out on their own.
“Miscellaneous......”
Countless broken swords also flew out from the ice in all directions.
Combined into one hundred thousand, they stirred up the violent aura of the ancient sword cultivator and faced the giant sword.
A huge Tianque sword.
One hundred thousand swords.
The dense sound of swords resounded throughout the world.
The hundreds of warriors watching from a distance couldn't help but cover their ears, their bodies were shaking, and their vision was blurred.
I don’t know how much time passed, but I saw that the Que Giant Sword and the Hundred Thousand Sword disappeared at the same time that day.
The Bai Liuyun was vomiting blood and was shaking.
Immediately, a figure and a crescent moon passed by.
A touch of hot blood dyed the broken ice red.
"I...lost..."
Bai Liuyun chuckled and spit out a lot of brown blood. He finally understood why Xin Zhuo was so famous and why he could never be killed. Although this person was only Yuanji Qilin, however, has reached the level of Yuanji Jiulin, with ten times the strength and ten times the true energy, and where did he get the two Yuan-level origins, the Ji family? Can Mr. Ji take it?
“You have to admit your defeat!”
Xin Zhuo’s long sword slashed horizontally, and Bai Liuyun’s head flew high into the sky. With loss and pain, he fell heavily into the snow cave.
Xin Zhuo no longer hesitated, struck the ice and snow with his sword to bury Bai Liuyun's body, grabbed the gourd and mirror not far away, and ran straight into the distance, but halfway, he suddenly waved his hand and said: "Take it!"
Under the mountain peak, more than two hundred origins of the world without a master roared towards them and got into the moon-gazing well in the blink of an eye.
Even after Xin Zhuo left for a long time, hundreds of warriors in the distance were still sluggish, unable to regain their senses.
The Holy Son of the Holy Land, the master who was about to enter the Quasi-Saint Land, was beheaded here by Emperor Daqian.
The battle just took place, it didn’t last long, but it was remembered by many people for a long time.
“唔……”
At this moment, several figures landed heavily on the ground. It was Bai Xuance and the others. Their eyes glanced at Bai Liuyun's corpse, and their eyelids twitched slightly.
This kid Xin Zhuo...has the strength to kill the high-ranking saint?
......
"Pfft——"
Seven fanged demons in the Five Decline Realms of Heaven and Human fell heavily to the ground, and in the blink of an eye they turned into seventy ancient qi.
Xin Zhuo stood quietly and absorbed it all, and then buried a pair of pretty mother and daughter warriors beside them. This pair of mother and son were definitely shrewd and good at fighting. Unfortunately, they were only in the Lingtai realm and were killed by seven "monsters" of the five devastations of heaven and human.
He took out a bottle of wine from the "moon-watching bag", took a sip, and looked at where he came from.
One day has passed since Bai Liuyun was killed.
He carefully thought about Bai Liuyun's strength. To be honest, this person is one of the more powerful people he has met in these years, not only because of his high level, but also because he is stronger than ordinary masters of the same level. , was trained by the Holy Land from an early age, and his martial arts, fighting skills, talents, and treasures are all top-notch.
Although he has not tried his best, for people like Bai Liuyun, it would be difficult for the two of them to do it together.
And he could predict that Jiang Yugui, Bai Xuance and others, as well as several quasi-sages, were looking for him.
He needs to improve his strength as soon as possible in order to have any hope of survival.
The fusion degree of Jiuyou Baizhang Ice has reached [25/100].
The cultivation base is still some distance away from the Yuanji Eight Forests.
Integrate those two hundred origins? I can't care about it for the moment.
All his attention was focused on another place that Sun Kongkong said contained seven hundred and ninety masterless origins.
After chatting with Sun Kong some time ago, it can be analyzed that these origins are almost all the origin power in one organ of the Holy King. It stands to reason that it would take at least a dozen times to open the "Saint King" over hundreds of years. Well" can be raided cleanly. But he, Xin Zhuo, was going to plunder them all this time, then hide and melt together.
As expected, that place is about sixty miles ahead of here, but...even here, you can feel a dense and majestic true energy lingering, which is at least more than a hundred people Let’s enter into the aura of practicing meditation together.
In other words, it is likely that someone discovered it there, and more than a hundred people worked together to collect and fuse the source.
This made him feel like his heart was bleeding.
But he must not rush over and drive all those people away like before.
Can’t beat it!
Those who can fuse the origin are naturally Yuanji masters. Although there are so many Yuanji masters who appear out of nowhere, but thinking about it with an eye, I also know that with this base and strength, most of them should be in the Holy Land. Dongtian and even the Jiang family's sect, this is a monstrous force, even a quasi-sage has to weigh it.
So, he had to think of a way to avoid being beaten by a group and to quietly "steal" all the origins.
(End of this chapter)