Chapter 995 Is Xin Zhuo going crazy again?
"Bang bang bang..."
The mountain peak collapsed, and the human palace that was finally moved collapsed into ruins. The golden glazed tiles and carved beams fell down the cliff in a mess.
Xin Zhuo was repelled!
Lin Xiutian, Linglong, Zhijiu and Xiu Xing stood among the ownerless saint’s seven-colored Qi and holy patterns, holding the holy weapon tightly, with a trace of happiness on their faces as they had defeated a powerful enemy. The feeling afterwards.
It wasn't until Xin Zhuo disappeared into the Bone Mountain in the distance that the barbarian Xiuxing looked up to the sky and sighed: "Seventy-six tribes, more than 130 saints, and 13 million tribesmen surrounded and killed one person, but they were turned into a defensive battle. , The world is unprecedented!”
Everyone felt blocked in their hearts and could not speak for a long time. Xin Zhuo entered the Human Saint Empress Realm and was several times stronger than before. One person could resist the attacks of forty saints at the same time, and they fought bloody battles. After half a stick of incense, the Holy Queen killed the three weakest people and left calmly.
Shame!
But there is nothing we can do.
“No!”
Zhi Jiu suddenly said: "Have you noticed that Xin Zhuo's forehead turned black? What does this mean?"
After his reminder, everyone recalled that, indeed, Xin Zhuo's forehead had turned purple just now. Black, this is not a normal appearance. Before, this person was very fair, with a face as handsome as a woman's.
Lin Xiutian pondered for a moment and said: "Indeed, not only is his forehead purple and black, have you noticed that although his strength is strong, it is not as pure and perfect as before..."
< br>Everyone looked at each other.
Zhi Jiu stroked his three-inch beard and sneered: "I'm afraid that my guess is true. This person has cultivated the magic skill of fast entry. Because he was dedicated to guarding and resisting our attacks, he entered too hastily. After reaching the realm of human saint, he also has the appearance of becoming a demon! ”
"It's reasonable. How can it be possible to break through two holy realms in a row in more than a year? Wouldn't the world belong to him in the future?"
Ao Qing, the princess of the water tribe, couldn't hide her excitement: "So, this person is It's not terrible anymore. It is difficult to enter the Great Sage Realm, and now he is at his peak."
Zhi Jiu pondered for a moment: "If you want to withstand this person or even kill him, you have to take three steps. First, we are here. More than one hundred and twenty saints can be divided into two First, lead his subordinates to set up formations, and fight with him day by day, non-stop; second, with more than a thousand quasi-sages under his command, select those with all ten doors open to enter the holy land of the Bailing tribe and enter the holy realm. Once they get a true essence, Xuanyuan and his ilk are more powerful, and since then It’s not difficult to kill him with a steady supply.
Third, there is no need to be stingy with the rare treasures and holy objects of all races. Use them at the critical moment to injure this person!” ! ”
A group of alien saints nodded slightly.
......
In the Gushan small formation, the formation lost its original power due to movement and loss of the blessing of the Jiusihai large formation. However, after Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang's specious efforts Arrangement can still exert some effects.
At this moment, thirty-seven old people are carefully building shelters, making beds and quilts with things brought from the city, or planting some flowers and plants in the soil.
Although this place with mountains of corpses and seas of blood is really not a place where mortals can survive. I am just young, and coupled with the fright of these days, I have become accustomed to seeing life and death. I can live one day at a time, so be it.
"Goudan" is struggling to practice martial arts. The tasks given by his master are too heavy and practice is very difficult.
Xiao Huang lay down and slept boredly.
When Xin Zhuo came in with a purple-black face, a group of old people immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
“Get up.”
Xin Zhuo was not too polite. In terms of age, these old people were at least seventy or eighty years old. They were all children. He sat cross-legged in a remote corner. , glanced in the direction of the southern palace, tapped the three acupoints of the middle palace, forced out thirteen silver needles, and the purple and black on his forehead slowly disappeared.
"Master, will this trick work?"
Little Juma ran over with a devilish smile on his face.
“It’s better than nothing, let’s see what they think.” Xin Zhuo nodded.
I really worry about practicing!
After the breakthrough, you have to show weakness, you have to give the illusion that the breakthrough is too fast and the realm is unstable, to give hope to those aliens, otherwise the other side will avoid fighting and stay away, what will happen to your own practice? How to grab the dead bones around?
With that said, he summoned Wangyuejing and wanted to see if today's active attack could match Dry Bones.
This is a huge disappointment!
No!
The twenty small formations at Wangyuejing showed no fluctuations.
It’s all for nothing!
What’s the explanation?
Since these twenty small formations are withered bones, they are obviously from the ancient times thousands of years ago. In the last years of the last great emperor, aliens rioted, and all the warriors from the world died in battle while guarding them.
The moment they die in battle, their obsession must be to "withstand the aliens and defend the formation", rather than "kill the aliens and kill them!"
That's right, the last moment The obsession is particularly important.
Wangyuejing is rigid in some respects, one is one and two is two.
If the timeline of these warriors' obsessions is too long, for example, if someone always wants to eat pancakes and fruit somewhere 500,000 miles away, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to fit in.
Practice is a matter of subtlety that cannot be described.
Xin Zhuo sighed, calmed down and looked at the five holy gates of Danhai. If he wanted to enter the Great Sage, the final accumulation would be really scary.
After all, these withered bones around are just residual true energy, not full-fledged warriors. It is still unknown whether one can become a great saint by grabbing them all!
He patted Xiao Huang on the head: "We just have to be prepared for a protracted war!"
Xiao Huang asked in surprise: "How long will the protracted war last?" The Great Sage and the Holy King have to come, or there is a change in the world, so we can run away again. After all, in this messy world, we have nowhere to go!"
Xiao Huang said: "But...these old guys behind you! He Goudan is about to run out of food!"
Xin Zhuo said: "This is what I told you. If the aliens come to attack in the future, you can sneak out and bring back some food!"
" Let's see!" Xiao Huang agreed simply.
...
On the second day, the aliens really came to attack.
Lin Xiutian, Linglong and other sixty-two human saints attacked fearlessly.
Tens of millions of ordinary aliens formed formations, pressing in from all directions.
Xin Zhuo's forehead was black and purple as he fought out.
The old rule is to teleport first and rush into battle to kill ordinary aliens, then fight with more than sixty alien saints and take the opportunity to kill a few of the weakest ones.
After this battle, Xin Zhuo realized that he had really underestimated these aliens. Their formations were very powerful and they would be attacked if they were not careful. A group of alien saints gradually began to adapt to his attack methods.
Until nightfall, only tens of thousands of aliens and one alien saint were killed.
After the aliens retreated, they looked at the Moon-watching Well and could only seize a thousand dead bones. To break through the Great Sage, the accumulation is less than one percent, or even close to one thousandth.
But...
In the night sky, wisps of human "luck" suddenly flew from an endless distance, came to me, and entered the body.
Danhai was slightly shaken.
The accumulation is a little deeper.
This can’t help but make Xin Zhuo feel excited.
There's something going on!
At this moment, Xiao Huang, carrying a demonic aura, came back from afar with large and small bags of supplies.
Goudan also made white porridge.
He was about to turn back and take a few mouthfuls of white porridge with sauerkraut. The southern night sky was majestic and murderous, and the aliens had arrived again.
Xin Zhuo had no choice but to pick up the big halberd and rush out again.
...
One day!
Two days!
Three days!
Without stopping!
Fighting with alien races, they fell into a lackluster mutual stalemate.
A group of alien saints are extremely smart, constantly consuming Xin Zhuo, and making corresponding countermeasures against his various magical powers.
To be honest, even if Xin Zhuo tried his best to completely defeat this group of aliens, it would be difficult!
Looking at the foreign race, it is basically impossible to kill him!
Even with continuous and non-stop attacks, it is difficult for him to run out of gas. His one-qi-to-three-yang mind technique can be restored in half a stick of incense. Seven, eight, eight!
Xin Zhuo even tried to perform Da Zhou Tian's difficult movements to restore his energy while fighting.
Ten days!
……
Twenty days!
For twenty-seven days, the alien saints killed seven of the weakest in battle, leaving the ordinary tribesmen with no account of their casualties.
The "luck" between heaven and earth will come one after another every day.
Xin Zhuo checked the Danhai. The aura of the five holy gates was stable, and the distance to break through the great saint was: 1/100.
This is a qualitative leap.
......
"This is a big improvement! Have you noticed that Xin Zhuo's strength is not as fraudulent and slowly increasing as before? He is indeed obsessed. Omen!
Only seven of our saints have been killed in the past month!
Is it easy to cultivate magic skills? It hurts the root!
Looking back at us, we have to admit that our strength has increased a lot under Xin Zhuo's offensive training! ”
“That’s right! Fighting with this kind of human monster is the best way to hone your strength. If you meet other human masters in the future, you may be able to kill them with one strike! "
The moon is dark and the wind is high. On another mountain one hundred and fifty miles to the south, a group of people from Zhijiu and Xiuxing have just changed their formations and looked to the north, saying so.
Even, there is a strange pride in their hearts.
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One month.
Two months.
Three months.
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Half a year.
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One year.
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Three years.
......
Three years have been extremely long, so long that Xin Zhuo and the foreigners are a little numb.
In front of Bai Zuyuan's small formation, there were already many bones.
More than 10 million aliens fought to save only 2 million.
Of the one hundred and twenty foreign saints, only forty-one are left!
Zhi Jiu and others can no longer divide Xin Zhuo into two batches in rotation, so the remaining forty or so people can only go together!
In the middle of the process, they tried to use the holy objects and treasures of various races to sneak attack. Unfortunately, Xin Zhuo's drum was also super powerful, and he himself was the Hunyuan Saint, the Holy Saint and the Yang, and many of the foreign holy objects were damaged. It doesn't work for him.
However, they discovered that although Xin Zhuo, who was about to go crazy, persisted for another three years, he seemed to be much weaker than before.
And the more than 40 of them are no longer what they used to be. They are all honed to become formidable and powerful!
It's still a little bit worse, just a little bit worse.
If you don't let Xin Zhuo increase his strength and wear him to death, you will win.
Twenty-four solar terms, great cold.
Snowflakes flutter like goose feathers.
The two sides have a truce today.
There was no other reason. Someone in Xin Zhuo's family died and he was doing nothing.
After three years of fighting, this face... is given!
“I wonder what’s going on in the hinterland of the human race?”
Zhi Jiu, Lin Xiutian, Linglong, Xu Xing and Ao Qing rarely rested, and stood on the highest mountain with tired faces to watch. north.
(End of this chapter)