Chapter 914: Tormenting Quasi-Saint and True Warriors
The entrance to the "Saint King's Well" was smashed to pieces by the Three Saints, martial arts masters and the Spiritual Race five years ago. Several nearby mountains and rivers collapsed, and rocks were scattered. Under the cover, now there is only a trickling stream and messy piles of rocks at the valley bottom.
But at this moment, the messy stones and sand suddenly shook and trembled, and suddenly separated on their own, and a figure walked out, wearing a shabby robe with no color to distinguish, with dust on his face and neck. His age and appearance were unclear, and his momentum and aura were obscure and unpredictable. He looked like he was extremely mysterious, but also seemed to have no cultivation.
In full view of everyone, I walked to the edge of the stream, stretched, squatted down, and washed my face, turning a blind eye to the hundreds of experts nearby.
Weird behavior, and coming out from below, it is 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? Is it an old friend returning?
Jiang Yugui, who was originally sitting upright lazily, couldn't help but sit up straight at this moment. His scalp was numb for no reason, and he subconsciously tilted his head to look at the man's face.
Dongfang Lian'er, Qin Guiyi, Qisha and others also stared carefully.
Deng Taixuan, who looked like a wizened old man, had stood up, his eyes gleaming.
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 sea of fire burned half of the sky. On the top of the mountain not far away, a terrifying aura was like a rainbow. Such as the abyss sweeping across all directions, even if there is not a trace of pressure, people can't breathe.
There are also the unique mountain patterns of the quasi-sages, which seem to contain the principles of heaven and earth, the cessation of anger 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 them and then stood up one after another, with a look of horror on their faces. Li Chunyuan had broken through the quasi-saint realm, and he seemed to be stronger than the average quasi-saint. powerful!
Far beyond the Yuanji realm by hundreds of miles.
The true warrior is a quasi-sage, the only one in the world!
They couldn't help but salute: "Congratulations to Marquis Li/Brother Li for entering the holy realm!"
Although the quasi-sage is not yet a holy realm, it is not excessive to call him "holy" in name.
“Bang!”
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 dress fluttering in the wind, long hair flying, a resolute face, without any arrogance, just returning the greeting: "Everyone Let’s encourage each other!”
This magnanimity and free and easy manner without any intention of overpowering others could not help but admire many masters from the Holy Land. They handed over their hands again, and the beautiful female cultivator’s face turned red with embarrassment.
To be honest, although Li Chunyuan's appearance is not outstanding, his talent, high realm, plus the name of a true warrior, and the identity of one of the owners of the divine fire of heaven and earth, are all powerful. The existence that surpasses all talents and shocks the proud men of heaven in all major holy places.
"This is..."
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 weird.
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 talking about ordinary things: "A true warrior, invincible in the same realm, a quasi-sage master? Just a rotten fish. Jiang's son-in-law? A humble native. He’s just the son-in-law of the family!”
As soon as he said this, the surroundings became eerily quiet, and many people wondered if they had heard wrongly.
On the other hand, Jiang Yugui's hair stood on end instantly and his eyes widened. This voice...
Dongfang Lian'er, Qin Guiyi and Qisha were also startled, 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 didn’t take it seriously at first, but he heard it many times later. When the disciples at the foot of the mountain mentioned it, they also heard that the masters from the caves in the major holy places joined forces to hunt him down, but could not be killed, so they couldn't help but get worried.
I was ordered to join Daqian five years ago, and worked with Dongfang and others to kill Xin Zhuo. After trying it myself, I realized how extraordinary this person was, but he had killed a hundred people. In the past few years, he had forgotten it. Outstanding and acquired monsters will die when they die.
However, this person appeared again now, which made him feel angry for no reason. How can someone be so difficult to kill and survive many times?
"This time, I will crush your body and crush 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 hands!"
Said, The terrifying nine-color zhenqi rolled up around him, like a hurricane Roaring, shocking all directions, the quasi-sage martial arts mountain pattern pours down like a celestial river, one person's aura dominates half of the sky, a purple gold spear appears in vain, his right hand is clenched, and the white tiger divine body behind him is blessed by the vision,
A gun attacks, the gun Like a dragon, the sky is filled with cold stars!
With one move, it is the Quasi-Sage’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 Lianer and others. They had absolute confidence in Li Chunyuan.
"The boss..."
Murong Xiu and Huang Dagui had worried faces and murmured, why bother? They were lucky enough not to die, so why didn't they escape far away and squat in the creek? What the hell is a face wash?
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. They were like a bright sun in the sky, making it impossible to look directly at them. A sharp and shocking momentum rose up, violently shaking off all the pressure of Li Chunyuan. . "Quasi-sage!"
"Xin Zhuo has also become a quasi-sage!"
"Faster than real warriors!"
The faces of the large number of retreating Holy Land Cave Heaven warriors couldn't help but change.
"Quasi Saint..."
Jiang Yugui murmured, his expression turned extremely ugly. He thought of the land of the Holy King Jingmu, Xin Zhuo's combat power, and now...suddenly said angrily : "Li Chunyuan, kill him! Uh..."
He turned pale before he finished speaking.
Dongfang Lian'er, Deng Taixuan, Ma Boju and many other experts on the side were also stunned.
I saw Xin Zhuo, who was like three bright suns arching together, with two outstretched fingers showing the mysterious quasi-holy mountain pattern. This mountain pattern was particularly different, extremely pure, clever, chaotic, Nothing.
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 also has it. Different, such as Qionghua Mountain Bird, Qingliu Taoyuan, etc., 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 pretended to be shaken away, but remained motionless. The murderous intent and tyrannical aura on his face instantly froze, condescending, his pupils shrank, and his expression gradually turned into disbelief.
"Crack!"
The tip of the spear exploded, strange mountain patterns spread, and the body of the Martial Saint Soldier's spear, which had been forged 70,000 times from purple gold black iron over 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 was so high that it transformed into the white tiger's shadow, like the roar of gods and demons.
Xin Zhuo's face was expressionless, and the three yangs returned to his body. He also punched, and the mountain patterns turned into nothingness.
The two fists collided together under the sky, between the mountains and fields, under the eyes of hundreds of masters.
“Bang!”
The aftermath of the infuriating energy exploded.
The noble son-in-law of the Jiang family, Li Chunyuan, who had just entered the country and was considered invincible, suddenly turned pale and then red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, flying backwards like rags.
"Boom——"
Crash a mountain into pieces.
Xin Zhuo only shook his body a few times, and shot away like a meteor, shattering large mountains of rocks. When he reappeared, he had already grabbed one of Li Chunyuan's legs and smashed it against a boulder. superior.
Without waiting for Li Chunyuan’s reaction,
"Whoosh——"
He arrived at another mountain peak and was smashed 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 on the left and smashing on the right.
“A true warrior, right?”
“Invincible in the same situation?”
"Heaven's proud son?"
"Jiang's son-in-law?"
"Kill me?"
"Aboriginal, you are so proud!"
< br>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 mountain pattern is so powerful that it can uproot mountains, fill rivers, strike the sky, and destroy the earth!
The wonderful way of thinking, one qi and 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 for me!
(End of this chapter)