Chapter 986: Killing the Eight Saints
Every time warriors in the world break through a major realm, it is equivalent to a qualitative leap in sublimating the body and controlling the power of the human body. Defeating an opponent in a big realm is hard to beat, and realm suppression is an insurmountable chasm!
This "natural chasm" becomes more and more obvious the higher you go up. Whether a hundred quasi-sages can fight to kill a human saint is still open to debate.
Xin Zhuo had a general understanding of his cultivation and strength, but the aliens he killed knew better than him. Even if they were dozens of feet apart, they were really killed by the terrifying Nine-Color Saint. If Qi rubs against the aftermath of the five sacred patterns, the bones will be broken, the meridians of the whole body will collapse, and the five internal organs will be violently shaken, causing death.
This kind of balance of power is like cloud and mud, a completely one-sided massacre. This massacre has been going on for more than a year, and today is no exception.
At this moment, in front of the small formation of "Hundred Clans Abyss", there are boundless alien elites. From time to time, hundreds of figures fly up, and then they are killed into "pieces" by the bright infuriating energy.
Linglong, Lin Xiutian, Suxing, Suhu, and Wulan flew quickly and followed closely. They also knew Xin Zhuo's daily fighting style well. They first consumed some ordinary tribesmen, and then Fighting against them, they didn't understand the meaning of Xin Zhuo's actions. Could it be that he wanted to kill all the ten tribesmen? It is simply a fantasy. In order to fight against the brutal oppression of the human race, all ethnic groups have been united for thousands of years. There are very few disputes between them. In addition to practicing, the tribesmen have children, and the number is terrifying. Especially according to the rumors. In the years since the death of the great emperor of the human race.
However, they are a little confused about how fierce and decisive Xin Zhuo is today. He was still weak yesterday. Why does he seem to be so much more agile today?
With doubts, a group of people quickly chased after him, even blindly guessing the approximate direction of Xin Zhuo's next teleportation.
“The ancestors fought for a year in the Jiusihai Formation and suffered heavy casualties. However, this also caused the human race’s southern formation to loosen and the seven hundred small formations in all directions to weaken. The ancestors of the Snowwing Clan ordered all clans last night , launched a death-defying general attack, and it has worked!
More than 600 small formations nearby were destroyed one after another, and all the human warriors were killed or injured. Unfortunately, the order was sent to us a whole night late! There must be no delay any longer! "
Lin Xiutian said in a deep voice as he struggled to catch up with Xin Zhuo who was slaughtering wantonly.
Princess Linglong of the Snow Wing Tribe frowned and said: "It is really a shame to my ten tribes. Originally, I was supposed to be the first to break the formation, but I didn't expect to be blocked here by one person, and became the last one to break the formation! "
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Suhu, Suxing, Wulan and others turned red, and they were very embarrassed. To be honest, even if they killed Xin Zhuo in the future, they would have been thrown to their grandma's house. .
Xin Zhuo must be killed today no matter what!
This is also the reason why they are all elite.
As he said that, everyone stared at Xin Zhuo, who was in a deserted place among the tribesmen in front of him.
It took him a year and he couldn’t stand it anymore. Could it be that he was recovering again?
The thirteen people's hearts were heavy and they speeded up. They were ten miles away in a roar. After a while, they finally stopped Xin Zhuo and saw his face clearly. The anxious hearts of the group of people were relieved again. .
Xin Zhuo's face was pale, his eyes were blue, and his lips were dry. He looked extremely weak, like a candle in the wind.
"This man has reached the end of his strength. Today, kill him!"
A group of people felt calm and their mental methods were operating to the extreme. The Suhu shouted: "My sons, stand down!"
>Thousands of foreigners in the encirclement retreated suddenly as if they had been granted amnesty.
Xin Zhuo was as usual, no longer teleporting to chase the foreigners, but floating in the air and watching everyone quietly.
The "Goudan" in his arms was already horrified to death. From the moment the master came out to the present, the bloody light, mutilated corpses, screams and the desperate faces of the terrifying aliens in front of him were all at once. It impacted her little heart every time, breaking her worldview over and over again, as if she was about to die, and her stomach was constantly churning.
But the master couldn't take care of her, so she had to work hard to meditate on the mental skills taught by the master and the last lesson he said, "Take the last lesson". Then, she found that the master was really powerful to the extreme, and her thoughts gradually changed. She no longer fears or avoids, but dares to face it directly.
At this moment, I found that the master had stopped, and slowly raised his head to look at the master's face, and then his big eyes were filled with tears: "Master... what's wrong with you?"
" Goudan, this is just pretending, you don’t have to learn, don’t say anything!” Shut up obediently, hold the euphorbia in his hand tightly, open and close his chapped lips, his voice is hoarse and extremely weak, as if he might faint at any time, but he says word by word with determination, unyielding and awe-inspiring aura:
"I, Xin Zhuo, have been ordered to Stand guard and won’t take a step back. If you want to hurt my people, please step over my body!”
"Ugh..." Goudan wanted to be obedient and keep silent, but she understood the word "corpse" that the master said, so she couldn't help but choked and cried, tears falling down drop by drop.
As a result, Linglong, Lin Xiutian and Wulan were suddenly moved!
Aliens are not real cold-blooded animals!
They don’t know who the child in Xin Zhuo’s arms is, but...
This stubborn human saint has almost killed all the warriors under his command, leaving him alone, struggling to support himself. For a year, in the end, he did not escape like other defenders after the small formation was broken. Instead, he fought to the last moment for his tribe and the righteousness in his heart, and held him in his arms with his exhausted body. The caring child, in desperate situation, faced an army of millions of tribes!
Na Linglong took a deep breath and suddenly bowed, expressing her most basic respect for this human genius who was so righteous, so talented, and so powerful in battle, but he did not hesitate to take his own life.
This kind of person is worthy of respect, isn't he?
Lin Xiutian and others also followed suit and saluted.
Xiu Xing raised his head and said in a deep voice: "We are all for the sake of the clan, no matter what is right or wrong. In this case, we will send Brother Xin on his way, out of Brother Xin's righteousness!"
"Haha Haha, Xin died here to protect the tribe and repay the favor of the human land for raising me..."
Xin Zhuo laughed "sadly", and then rushed towards the Thirteen Saints with an indomitable momentum. "Boom..."
Fourteen figures, accompanied by the cry of the child, are entangled endlessly. Every collision makes an earth-shattering explosion. Every move is mysterious. And risk your life.
The clouds in the sky are stirred, the sun and moon are dim, the mountains and rivers on the ground are broken, sand and rocks are flying, magical powers, magic and martial arts are whizzing and turning.
The dark mass of ordinary alien tribesmen retreated again and again, and soon a vacuum zone with a radius of two hundred miles was formed, with the fighting field of fourteen saints in the middle.
From the beginning of Chen hour to the end of You hour, it is almost dusk.
However, the more they beat Linglong, Lin Xiutian and others, the more frightened they became, and the more they beat them, the more horrified they became.
This... isn't it? Why does this guy get braver as he fights? Each move and style weighs more than ten million kilograms, and the techniques and magical powers of martial arts are astonishingly wonderful.
It even gives them the feeling that this person is stronger than a year ago!
They tried hard to look at Xin Zhuo's complexion, which was obviously more depressed than before.
Is it a flashback?
While hesitating for a moment, Xin Zhuo's power came from nowhere, and suddenly the three bright suns, the nine-color Qi, and the five sacred patterns burst out with unprecedented purity and dazzle.
Teleporting in a flash, he arrived in front of an alien master in the first level of Sainthood and waved his big halberd.
“Bang!”
The alien saint in the early stage is not weak. Even if he faces those human saints like Zhang Baili, he can win in a single battle. He is even ready to kill him. Xin Zhuo, who was preparing to enter the hinterland of the human race and enjoy the blessings, was in severe pain at this moment, and the sea of pills was locked. The next moment, his consciousness was blurred, and it exploded with a bang, and the Wushu Qi and the holy marks were billowing.
Saints have a long life, but they will die!
Not waiting for Linglong’s group of people to react.
In a flash, Xin Zhuo arrived in front of another alien, Shengchu Realm, and struck down with a halberd.
“Bang!”
The First Saint screamed and exploded into a ball of blood mist.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
In the flash of light and stone, four people in the first stage of the Human Saint were smashed to death. A group of people from Linglong finally roared angrily and attacked Xin Zhuo desperately.
The whole sky was stirred into a ball of paste.
Yet the killings continued.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Xin Zhuo used the power of the five holy gates to attack with all his strength. Not only was he able to block the attack of a group of alien saints, he even shot very fiercely and violently. In just a moment, there were another Four people died in the Saint Realm.
Killing is as easy as slaughtering a dog!
The wuzhenqi and wuzhensheng after the death of the four human saints in the middle state are more terrifying than the four human saints in the first state before, and there is a vague storm.
The aliens below could no longer see clearly what was happening in the clouds hundreds of miles above the sky. They could only see corpses falling from time to time with terrifying auras.
But in mid-air, Lin Xiutian and others could see it clearly, and they couldn't help but be horrified.
Xiu Xing was furious and backed away fiercely: "This person has returned to the light and can exert ten times the fighting power in this life. Don't fight hard!"
Lin Xiutian and others all moved away. Xin Zhuo flew back in the air, breathing heavily for a moment.
I wanted to kill Xin Zhuo today, but I didn’t want to kill eight saints!
How great is this loss? It was even greater than the loss of the human saints guarding the small formation that was broken in all directions. At least those people ran away after the formation was broken!
What's this?
(End of this chapter)