Chapter 983: Standing alone for a year, the backland will be broken
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Outside the small formation, another million aliens attacked in a large scale, with all kinds of tools and chariots at a glance Can't see beyond.
Xin Zhuo rushed out alone and with great momentum.
Snow was falling, corpses were everywhere, and the white turned to red.
Four figures were entangled endlessly, fighting from the sky to the ground, from the east to the west...
At dusk, the aliens retreated.
Xin Zhuo fell to the ground with a tired look on his face, watched the aliens disappear on the horizon, turned around and entered the small formation, his fatigue disappeared.
It can’t be said that he really disappeared. He was indeed a little tired. He estimated the strength of the three alien saint queens. Each of them was extremely powerful, and could rival several human saint queens. , which put great pressure on him. If he failed in one move, he would be in danger of death. If he hadn't gone through life and death over the years, he would never have been able to be so stable.
If the other ten alien saints recover from their injuries, it will be even more difficult for thirteen to fight against one. He is not a nail made of iron. He practices martial arts and fights step by step. One wrong step will lead to eternal disaster!
However, as the master of Wangyue Well, his energy can be restored quickly and will never be completely exhausted. This is something those people would never expect.
"How many were killed today?" he asked.
Xiao Huang's arithmetic is pretty good. He can clearly count all the steps in the small formation passage in the city. It doesn't matter how many people he killed. He said: "When the aliens charged into the formation, the master started to charge. The three alien saint masters caught up and killed a total of 63,876 people!” .
Xiao Huang tried to ask: "The master wants to use the lives of foreigners to practice. What if they don't come tomorrow and only a few saints come?"
Xin Zhuo chuckled: "I will get tired, and they will naturally too. With their behavior of not taking the lives of their clansmen as their own, they will definitely risk their lives to make me tired. Your worries are unnecessary!"
"My master is wise!" Xiao Huang flattered him.
Xin Zhuo sat down cross-legged on the platform, stretched out his hand, and grabbed it!
A large amount of ancient unclaimed true energy flew from the city, as well as sporadic weather luck.
After a while, he estimated that entering the country would require almost a hundred killings of this level. The higher the cultivation level, the harder it would be!
A hundred times?
Six million alien lives!
Astronomical numbers!
Okay, 1/100 entry into the Holy Land!
The sky was dark, and the sky had been silent for a day. It started to snow again, and snow foam was flying in the air.
A small figure walked hard through the snow from the distance towards Qiucheng. After walking for an hour in just a few dozen miles, he must have set off from the city in the afternoon.
As we got closer, even though I was wearing boots that someone’s child had lost today, I was still shivering from the cold. I climbed up the steps with difficulty and shouted obediently: "Master!"
" "Very good!" The autumn water curves like a crescent moon with a slight smile.
"Today, I will open your martial arts veins for you..."
Xin Zhuo held the little girl crosswise and placed him on his knees. He used Nine Colors True Qi to enter her limbs and bones. He first opened up the superficial meridians all over her body, and then directly opened up her Rendu and Du meridians.
Don’t forget, he is not only a Hunyuan Saint-level master, but also a direct disciple of the first medical emperor in the Donghua region. He has only opened up martial arts, can easily capture him, and can play all kinds of tricks.
And this "Goudan" is worthy of being the chosen daughter. When Xin Zhuo put her down, he understood it instantly. Even though he had not learned the mental method, he was also light in body and as strong as an ox. He quietly stretched his hands and feet by himself. , jumping up and down happily: "Master, I suddenly became so strong, I can jump ten feet high, I..."
I fell into the ice cave.
Xin Zhuo was too lazy to find out, and Xiao Huang was even lazy.
Xin Zhuo was thinking about the mental skills and techniques suitable for this little girl. Fortunately, although his martial arts could not be taught, he had picked up a lot of bamboo slips and jade slips while killing warriors outside. With a wave of his hand, they fell to the ground. A pile of jade slips.
Pick and choose, and choose one of the "Great Five Elements Demonic Skills to Seize Heaven", which can be cultivated all the way to the Yang Reality Realm; and the "Thirteen Swords of Chasing the Moon" swordsmanship of the Yuanji Realm!
However, there is another problem. This little girl cannot read.
Teaching a ghost apprentice really put a lot of effort into getting the things in her Yuanchen Palace.
I flashed in front of the ice cave and pulled up "Goudan". Although the little girl was no longer what she used to be, she was still so cold that she wanted to cry: "Master, I'm cold, I want to cry..."< br>
Xin Zhuo said coldly: "If you dare to cry, you will be kicked out of the school!"
As expected, the little girl obediently covered her mouth and held back the tears in her eyes!
"Choose a branch and let me teach you how to read!"
"Okay!"
"a, o, e..."
"Ah, I'm hungry..."
"One, two, three, mountains, rocks, fields, earth, sun, moon, water and fire..."
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The next day, the aliens attacked again, This time, the momentum was huge, covering the mountains and plains, and they were not afraid of death. Everyone wore leather armor with weird "sun, moon, water and fire" runes painted on it.
Xin Zhuo has finally seen the "excessive skill" of foreign races!
With the same tiredness on his face as yesterday, he rushed out of the small formation, trying his best to avoid a group of saints, and went to fight the low-level aliens.
One corpse flew up one after another...
In the end, it was inevitable that they would be caught up. The four of them were entangled, and their moves were mysterious and dangerous, and they fought until the sky was dark.
At dusk, the aliens retreated.
Xin Zhuo is more "tired" than yesterday.
Entry into the Holy Land: 2/100.
In the evening, Goudan brought several jars of old wine and a large bag of cooked beef.
“Today I will learn the pinyin rhymes…and life and death, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth…”
“Okay, master!”
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Foreigners attack every day.
Xin Zhuo tried his best to kill as many low-level aliens as possible, and then tried his best to consume the energy and strength of the three Linglongs, prompting them to create a vicious cycle!
Dusk ends, and the "exhaustion" on the face becomes deeper. 3/100.
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4/100.
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10/100.
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20/100.
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35/100.
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Three months passed in the blink of an eye.
Xin Zhuo changed from "tired" to "weak", with unkempt beard, messy hair and torn clothes.
The corpses outside the formation have gathered into a huge "hill". The aliens seem to be really not afraid of the lives of the tribesmen, or perhaps there are really many of their tribesmen, far more than the number of the tribesmen.
However, this is not the case in fact. It is just that the "talent for martial arts" and "different martial arts" between the alien race and the human race are different. Almost everyone in the alien race can practice martial arts. This is their unique capital. The same is true for the human race. In this way, the 70 million human races who escaped within 800 miles under the command of the "Baizuyuan Xiaozhen" could have been pushed out long ago!
Xin Zhuo didn't think about this, and once doubted how the ancestors of the human race defeated these ten thousand races!
Of course, he has begun to "weak", so the aliens Lin Xiutian, Linglong and others who jumped up and cursed finally saw the light of day.
Kill this scary freak! The human race suffered huge losses! Let the ancestors of the human race regret it! Let the entire human race cry! It has almost become their obsession.
Of course, they had absolutely no idea that Xin Zhuo, who was fighting to protect the formation alone, was already dead in the eyes of the ancestors of the Jiusihai human race who were locked in a bitter battle tens of thousands of miles away! The ancestors of the human race in the world don’t care about this Hunyuan Saint!
The equally tired Lin Xiutian and others even decided to use ordinary tribesmen wearing defensive exotic treasure robes to charge in a suicidal manner to consume Xin Zhuo.
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After the daily battle, Xin Zhuo would patiently teach his young apprentice.
This Goudan is truly the chosen one. She is very smart and can draw inferences from one example. In three months, she has mastered Pinyin’s initial consonants, final rhymes, front nasal sounds, and back nasal sounds, and has learned to read two thousand words.
Do you dare to imagine that this is just a seven-year-old child?
What is even more terrifying is that on the first night of practicing the [Great Five Elements Seizing Demonic Art], he quickly entered the fifth level.
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang looked envious.
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Entry into the Holy Land: 36/100.
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42/100.
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51/100.
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The five holy sects are maturing day by day, and Xin Zhuo's strength has obviously increased a lot. Even if he cannot win against the three alien saints, he will still be able to handle it easily, and even if the other ten alien saints come together, he will not be defeated. Death.
But he has become "extremely decadent", and his offensive methods, strength and vitality are obviously "weaker" than before.
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Entry into the Holy Land: 58/100.
The ten people in Suhu were finally recovered, and the thirteen saints worked together to strangle them.
Xin Zhuo was helpless, and had "nearly escaped death" countless times, but a force surged out from nowhere and he fought desperately to protect the small formation. No one could cross the formation even half a step.
A little, just a little bit, Xin Zhuo was about to "die", but he was still holding on.
Is this the belief of the human race?
Is this the power that the human race has always used to suppress all races?
Lin Xiutian and others fell into deep thought.
At this moment, a year has passed!
Xin Zhuo guarded "Hundred Clans Abyss" alone for a year!
Kill millions and never retreat!
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Late at night in early spring, the moon is bright and the stars are few.
The envious Xin Zhuo, who had already reached the Grand Master realm, Zhao Feixue and Xiao Xiaodan, who had blue eyes, did not return to the city. Instead, they curled up in a ball under the stage and fell asleep.
Xiao Huang also went out to hang out now.
Xin Zhuo straightened out his tattered robe that was full of dried blood, sat down cross-legged, and took out the guard jade plaque.
I don’t know what happened to the other small formations. There has been no news for a year.
Also, what’s going on with the small Devil’s Formation at the rear? Why is there no news?
Whatever you think comes to you——
The jade plaque lit up, and a line of scrawled characters appeared: [Zhang Baili: Why has the Jiusihai Formation never responded? All the warriors under my command are dead, the small formation at Luanshiya is broken, the aliens have invaded, I have tried my best, God will not bless the human race...]
Before Xin Zhuo could digest it, another line of words appeared:
【 Sai Qingzhu: The foreign tribe launched a suicidal attack. They were not afraid of death. The warriors under his command were killed. Two pseudo-sage seniors were killed. The small formation in the birch forest was also broken. The foreign tribe has invaded. The situation is irreversible. I am still surviving. I don’t know what Brother Zhang wants. Where to go? 】
【Zhang Baili: I took three quasi-sages and fled to an unknown place, I am afraid I may not escape with my life...】
Xin Zhuo stood up solemnly, the matter was serious!
(End of this chapter)