Chapter 953: The Immortal’s Ultimate Killing and the Special Path of the Quasi-Saint
At this moment, in the “High Altitude Abyss”, the undead Quasi-Saints are waking up one after another.
Li Chunyuan's eighteen breaths.
Ye Miaojin is twenty breaths away!
Jiang Wuwei has twenty-five breaths!
Zhao Tong'er twenty-six breaths!
Yingsi people, Qin Hao from Bauhinia Holy Land, Qingxiao from Hades, Xingkong Haisiwuwu, Yuheng Murong Yunze, Kaiyang Liuyu and others are all around thirty breaths.
The remaining people can hold up to three-thirds of incense sticks!
Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces, looked around, and then went straight to the sky.
Continuing upward, but only a hundred feet forward, the towering tree trunk suddenly shook slightly, and tens of thousands of broad robes and long sleeves, with awe-inspiring phantoms, swooped down, with an unparalleled killing force and unprecedented killing power. Weird means.
Even far away from the Xingkonghai Palace below, I can still feel a majestic pressure. It is a completely different, impurity-free, and superior aura!
Immortal!
“Why are there illusions of immortals?”
“This is something that has never happened before in the history of Holy Linyuan!”
“Every quasi-sage has never had this relationship with me. The immortals have fought against each other, how can they stop him?”
The tens of thousands of low-level warriors around couldn't help but look panicked, and looked at the great saints in the direction of the main hall.
Chen Wentian sighed softly, and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "In the ancient ruins of the Immortal Palace, tens of thousands of supreme saints fought bloody battles with these immortals. Ninety thousand immortals were killed and six thousand died! This time is the last saint. When Lin Yuan rises, if there is no desire to kill the immortal and no hands to kill the immortal, Duan, how can we be considered among the strongest saints in the Holy Realm?
What’s more, those are just illusions of immortals. You juniors, there is no need to exclaim, just look at it!”
There are tens of thousands of people around! The martial artist had no choice but to continue to look up.
However, the next moment, everyone was horrified, filled with grief and anger!
In the "high-altitude abyss", screams and blood mist filled the air, stumps and severed arms flew away, and nearly a thousand quasi-sages died in an instant! ! !
That’s right! It's a moment!
These quasi-sage means are not weak, and there are not many spiritual treasures. The fighting experience is all tempered, and the life is long enough. However, they cannot block those immortal shadows, and all means are useless!
It was a one-sided massacre, crushed like a harvester!
“To enter the holy realm like this, alas!”
Dozens of great sages also sighed, with unbearable and bitter expressions on their faces.
......
The "High Altitude Abyss" is now full of residual limbs, blood, ownerless weapons, spiritual treasures and terrifying immortal figures.
Xin Zhuo has at least seven scars on his body, and the euphorbia in his hand has become a complete decoration.
He reluctantly flew back and hid among a group of warriors, observing the shadows of the immortals. The strength of these "immortals" was only a little stronger than the Ten Sects of Quasi-Saints, but they used spiritual power, immortal weapons, Divine consciousness, vast and weird spells, all can teleport.
But they used their spiritual consciousness to lock onto the warriors, using spells to blast them from a distance and magical weapons to attack them secretly, without giving them a chance to get close at all!
Completely different killings, unfair duel!
Thousands of quasi-sages died in the blink of an eye, and this place has become a meat grinding ground.
Absurd, panic, helpless...
Instead of becoming a saint, it is better to die!
He looked at the group of Su Miaojin, Zhao Tong'er, Jiang Wuwei and Cui Ying'er, and found that this group of people had too deep knowledge, and their escape skills and methods were really mysterious. Although they could not be said to be able to do it with ease, they were not in danger of their lives!
The gap between quasi-sage and quasi-sage is too big.
He can't be like these people, he can't go on like this.
"Buzz..."
At this time, the hazy figure of a "female fairy" suddenly locked onto him, that strange kind of spirit that was similar to a warrior's martial arts but was much more magical. Consciousness penetrated his mind.
His chest was beating wildly, and he almost subconsciously pointed.
【The magic method of blasting the innocent thunder! 】
A purple thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a bowl suddenly appeared, and the figure of the "fairy" disappeared suddenly as if the ice and snow were melting.
Xin Zhuo was shocked, is this still possible?
After pondering for a while, the immortal knows magic, and it is most appropriate to use magic to fight the enemy.
Often the most difficult things are easy if you find the right method!
Click your finger again, thunder and lightning came out, and an old "immortal" shattered into pieces.
The five fingers came out at the same time, and the seven or eight immortals around him disappeared.
There were more than a dozen quasi-sage masters around, feeling that everything was empty in front of them, and the pressure was relieved. They couldn't help but look at it blankly: "Fa Wu Tong You Xuan? Xin Zhuo, you..."
...
"Fawutong Youxuan..." Countless eyes stared at the palace below.
In the blood-filled sky, the dazzling thunder and lightning were so dazzling that it was difficult not to notice.
It’s Xin Zhuo again!
“This son…” Chen Wentian hesitated for a moment, unable to speak for a long time.
Even if he is as powerful as the Great Sage, he cannot understand what this inexplicable spell is. It is simple for a warrior to use his true energy to transform the heavens, but Chi Guoguo's spell is really unexplainable.
Ji Fengyu said: "That girl Yaoyue once said that this boy has two channels!"
Everyone was silent, is there another Yuanxian?
……
High in the sky and in the abyss.
The few hundred remaining quasi-sages are all powerful and talented people. After the initial near-death encounter, they gradually stabilized their position. Although they do not have Xin Zhuo's weird magic thunder, they can draw inferences about other cases first. Avoid the attack of "immortal" spiritual consciousness, give up the tyranny of the body and the sharpness of weapons, and fight with the means of true energy and mountain pattern transformation!
This trick is very effective, and you can often kill an "immortal" with all your strength.
And they discovered that every time they killed an "immortal", the majestic true energy and pure holy thoughts came to the body, which not only repaired the physical injuries, but also directly entered the Danhai, impacting that The whirlpool at the end of the Quasi-Saint Ten Gates.
This is... an opportunity to become a saint!
At this moment, all despair turned into strength.
"Kill!"
Every one of them was as powerful as a giant, moving forward indomitably and fighting with all their might.
"Boom..."
Xin Zhuo shattered the five "immortal shadows" again, and also discovered the opportunity for the quasi-sage masters around him, but it was a pity that he did not!
Kill with magic, no feedback?
He suddenly realized that these "immortals" were the obsessions and tests of the ancient saints, which needed to be overcome with martial arts, true energy, and mountain patterns.
Thinking of this, he stepped forward.
……
Below, on the palace.
“Xin Zhuo’s Heavenly Thunder is indeed mysterious, but it does not follow the holy thoughts of the ancient saints. There is no chance. If you don’t learn from others, just for safety, I’m afraid you will fall behind.”
The Great Sage Mieju shook his head and said.
Ye Feiying said: "If he gives up the sky thunder spell, with his background, I'm afraid..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and then his pupils shrank.
Ji Fengyu, Chen Wentian and a group of ancestors also stood up in awe and watched carefully.
Tens of thousands of warriors from all directions also exclaimed: "This guy..."
I saw that Xin Zhuo suddenly gave up on using the sky thunder spell. I don't know what he did. His body was like flowing clouds and flowing water. He smashed the shadow of an "immortal" with one finger. It was much easier than other quasi-sages.
If other quasi-sage masters fight skillfully, vastly, and vigorously, this person seems to be lazing around and playing around.
Other quasi-sages killed an "immortal", and this person killed at least five others.
Unfortunately, the distance is too far and Wu Nian cannot enter the "abyss" and cannot explore.
But this kind of scene can't help but make everyone feel angry, miserable and worthless for the thousands of quasi-sages who died before.
...
"Number 938!"
Xin Zhuo once again shattered the shadow of an "immortal" with the void mountain pattern, and the surrounding area was already empty.
That’s right! He had long discovered that his emptiness and chaos mountain pattern was different. At this moment, there was no need to use the method of infuriating energy to transform, and he directly used the mountain pattern points, which was better than anything else!
It’s like... born with restraint!
"Buzz--"
After absorbing a large amount of true energy and holy thoughts, the hazy mist pill sea that was completely different from other quasi-sages suddenly became much clearer. Around the "sea", there were five more Tao whirlpool portal.
“Holy shit!”
This made him curse angrily.
This means that his threshold for becoming a saint is five times that of others!
There is another chapter, the code is wrong, I will fix it and upload it immediately.
(End of this chapter)