"Xin Zhuo didn't catch it, but he did collect a lot of rare treasures. I'm afraid I can get a lot of contributions when I go back this time. It's a worthwhile trip."
On a suspended cliff, a short man The young man sat cross-legged. He came from the "Martial God Valley" and was asked by Miss Zhu Yao to test Xin Zhuo's skills and depth.
Of course there is a reason why he came. Not only does he have a profound background, just shy of the Holy King realm, but he is also very good at fighting. He is considered the number one figure in the "Martial God Valley" .
Originally, he and two "Martial God Valley" disciples acted together, but the evil beasts retreated due to the riot and Xin Zhuo could not be found, so he had to go alone and search for rare objects as much as possible.
“Boom.”
At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps coming from the front.
“Who?”
The young man frowned and looked, a blood-red scimitar behind him made a piercing sound, jumped into the air, and thought about the evolution of the knife, as if "dropping" "Fall" into the sea of blood within a radius of ten miles, making a defensive posture.
The moment he saw the person coming, he could hardly believe his eyes. The man was tall and tall, with long hair randomly tied up. He was handsome. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xin Zhuo?
After searching for a long time, he couldn't find it. Now it was delivered to his door. He couldn't believe it for a moment, but then he smiled lightly and put away the storage box in front of him, with a sea of blood in the sky, and suddenly He approached Xin Zhuo: "Martial God Gu Sun is different. I have been looking for you for a long time!"
"Well, okay, I'll make a robbery and hand over the storage box!"
Xin Zhuo grinned, showing six white teeth, stretched out his right hand, and flashed out the gilded halberd. Blessed by Cai Zhenqi and Shiji's demonic power, the four great thoughts of affection, euphorbia, unyielding, and killing turned into reality, just like the great avenue of heaven and earth, sweeping across thirty miles, like an abyss or an ocean.
Immediately, hit him on the head.
Before he got close, the suspended mountains beneath his feet were unbearable and pieces collapsed.
Sun Butong had a dull expression on his face. He... came to rob me?
I was just about to find him and defeat him, and he came to rob me?
Seeing the Euphorbia approaching, the nine-colored rays of light and the four avenues of thought were like the avenue of the void, shocking the heart and mind.
His expression suddenly changed. His cultivation in the initial stage of the Saint King reached its peak. He grasped the Martial Ultimate Saint Soldier tightly and instantly transformed into a size of thirty feet. The sea of blood was with him, and the heaven and earth roared together: " It’s really a monster who cultivates the Four Great Paths, he’s going to die!”
The sword was like a sea, filled with blood, and three thousand Nine Nether Blood Shadows rushed forward.
With this move, he has killed at least thirty great saints and four holy kings.
But the next moment,
The gilded spur came with tens of millions of kilograms of divine power and the indestructible Four Ways of Thought.
“Dang!”
His knife and the sea of blood shattered instantly, he was dizzy for a moment, and flew backwards heavily. A thought immediately appeared in his heart:
This kid is really It's really ridiculous to be so powerful!
Immediately, with an early warning in his heart, he forcibly woke up from the spiritual platform, swayed his body, raised his eyebrows, and shot out a stream of yin and death energy that could corrode the warrior's body. The Blood Sea Heavenly Sword reappeared and threw out a large net: "Xin Zhuo, watch the move!"
The big net grew bigger in the wind, stretching for more than ten miles, complementing the aura of death.
“Look at your mother’s move!”
Xin Zhuo came in a flash, with his eyebrows raised and his eyes raised, shooting down a righteous and devastating golden light, instantly breaking through his corrosive evil spirit. The breath of death delayed his Great Net Spiritual Treasure, and then reached the top of his head in a mysterious arc, hitting his shoulder with a halberd.
“Bang——”
The body almost fell apart, a bloody mess, and fell heavily.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Crushed the whirling stones one after another, and finally stopped on a boulder. My consciousness was blurred for a while, and my mind was buzzing. , the Holy King fights like this? Why does this person have all kinds of weird tricks?
I vaguely realized that Xin Zhuo had arrived in front of me and opened his storage box, which contained all his life savings.
My heart is bleeding, I am really unwilling to give in. It turns out that a person can really practice the four great ways of thinking. If Xin Zhuo only practices one, I should be sure to defeat him... right?
Xin Zhuo glanced at the young man in front of him. He still had half a life left and was not a killer. He smiled and ran straight away.
......
"Bang!"
A middle-aged man and an old woman fell heavily on the whirling rocks, their bodies covered in blood and their faces were stained. Feeling confused and at a loss.
They were at the Saint King level, yet they were defeated so cleanly. What kind of magical power did the "young man" in the sky cultivate?
The old woman looked hard at Xin Zhuo, who was approaching, and said: "I know you, Snow Palace Xin Zhuo, but we are different from others. We have no grudges or hatred with you, and we have no intention of robbing you, so why bother?"
Xin Zhuo skillfully untied the storage boxes of the two of them, opened them, returned a bunch of useless things, put the boxes away, and said with a sincere smile: "It was just a robbery! Sorry. !”
He ran straight into the distance and said silently: “Forty-six!”
That’s right, forty-six people have been robbed.
To be honest, this warrior from Luanji Mountain is indeed strong. In the eyes of those who were defeated, he was defeated cleanly. But every time Xin Zhuo made a move, he used at least the sixth level of strength. This Outside, it is rare.
...
“Xin Zhuo is right ahead!”
“What on earth is this person doing? I can’t understand it at all. He disappears and appears sometimes, and I don’t see him picking rare treasures!”
Seven figures were flying rapidly among the messy whirling rocks. They were the "Taiyi" group, and all seven of them showed a bit of anxiety on their faces.
There are only four days left before we must leave. The next evil beast riot will be absolutely unstoppable, but this Xin Zhuo is like a ghost. He keeps changing his position, as if he is not looking for and guarding the evil beast. Ghost City Don't know what he is doing.
Once the time is up and you can't kill this person, it will be difficult to kill the warriors who are doing the mission in an open and honest manner after going out. The Snow Palace's precepts do not allow it, so you must die.
How to explain to Monk Kuliang, I am afraid that I will suffer the consequences of those group of Saint King mid-level masters.
At this moment, a lonely figure came from the front.
The seven people couldn't help but be startled. This person is not Xin Zhuo, who else could it be?
Stop hiding and bump into me?
"Xin Zhuo!!"
Shen Shishi's beautiful face was full of gloom. She was a kid who could be killed easily, but ended up running away for a year. No one knew what he was doing. This really made her furious. .
Xin Zhuo stopped in surprise and was searching for the lone person. When he met these seven people, he was also surprised and coughed lightly: "Ah, it's me!"
Ah, Is it him?
Taiyi's fair face was full of cruel killing intent, as if a hoarse voice came from his throat: "Kill him, chop him into pieces!"
"Boom——" The momentum of the seven Saint Kings in the first stage swept across the hundreds of miles of stone sea. The violent true energy was as rich as the sea water. Even the dense stones that were swirled and flowed by unknown forces were also rushed away.
“You bunch of scoundrels, don’t you think you can really kill me? I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!”
Xin Zhuo felt faintly angry in his heart, stretching out With his right hand, the gilded halberd flashed out.
“Haha...”
Taiyi didn't care at all about Xin Zhuo's words. He had met too many people who talked nonsense over the years, and all of them ended up being the dead souls of the seven "Taiyi" people.
Zhang Bo's flesh-like body, which is in charge of defense, emits a dazzling earth-yellow light. A bit of earth enters the Tao, and the heaven and earth cannot penetrate it. The thoughts of the Tao are like the sky and the sea of clouds. All kinds of martial arts are indestructible. A large earth-colored shield, with a huge basalt shell rising from behind, was the first to rush forward, with a hint of evil cruelty in his narrowed eyes.
Shen Shishi, who was in charge of the killing, was holding two swords, and behind her appeared the monstrous shadows of the silver snakes of the mother and son. The sun was ten miles to the left, and the yin moon was ten miles to the right. The thoughts of the mother and son attacking and killing were like running water, and the handsome melon seeds The face seemed to have become the triangular face of a poisonous snake.
Wang Zhi, who is in charge of pharmacology, his small and exquisite body glows with bright green light, and with his hand, he sprinkles poisonous powder and medicinal powder all over the sky. Dao Nian transforms the innate Yimu tree spirit, which can both heal wounds and poison.
There is another man who takes up a bow and shoots an arrow. The string is like the full moon, and the breath of the sky flows with it, turning into three thousand ghosts.
The fifth person quickly formed seals with his hands, and the forbidden technique was strange and unpredictable, changing endlessly, sweeping across a hundred miles in radius, surrounding all Xin Zhuo's retreat routes.
Taiyi and another old man each held a giant sword and a spear, and the aura of the Holy King's first stage reached the extreme, just waiting for the final killing.
The combination of seven people attacked and killed even the Holy King in the Middle Realm. They could only flee in panic. In the forty-eight years since the establishment of "Taiyi", no one from the same realm had ever dared to resist.
However, Xin Zhuo on the opposite side looked directly at the crowd, not taking a step back, his nine-colored zhenqi rising to the sky, the supreme Taoist thoughts and the four great Dao thoughts that he was unwilling to use came out at the same time, and the big halberd in his hand stabbed heavily. On the flying rocks at his feet,
his hands were also forming seals quickly, and Yuxuan waved them away——
The ancient vicissitudes of life, the vicious, messy and regular forbidden pattern, dark, unknown, and unclear, instantly centered on seven people, wrapped up and sealed layer by layer.
The faces of Zhang Bo and Shen Shishi who rushed over changed greatly, and they lost their voices and said: "What is this?"
"There is no unknown restraint technique in ancient times, this person is a master of restraint!"
The fifth person behind who used the forbidden technique felt that his forbidden technique was instantly disintegrated. He looked around at the dark forbidden lines on the left and right, and his face turned red.
The expressions of Taiyi and the old man at the back also changed. What they saw was not the forbidden technique, but the five great thoughts of this person.
There are still people in heaven and earth who practice the Five Great Paths of Thought?
"There's something wrong with this person. He's a monster. He's pretending to be weak all the time. We've been tricked. Get out. Quick, get out!"
The old man shouted angrily with almost no hesitation. Roar.
It’s too late!
Xin Zhuo had already jumped into the air, waving his hand to the sky.
The five great thoughts turned into a huge phantom of a god, struck with one palm, and turned into a hand seal that covered the sky. The lines were clear and filled with panic and divine power.
【God’s presence in Mahamudra! 】
This is not the art of manifesting true energy, but a real spell.
The scalp of Taiyi instantly became numb, and he was frightened: "This person is still a master of practicing magic. There are only three people in Luanji Mountain, and they are all the treasures of the ancestors of the emperors. Who is he? Get out, quickly!"
Zhang Bo, Shen Shishi and Wang Zhi had been bounced back by the forbidden technique, and their faces turned pale, and they used all their methods again to break through the restrictions.
"Bang——"
The handprint hit everyone's heads hard. The strength of the seven people is not bad, and the combination of killing is not abnormal. But at this moment, they are panicking, and all means can only be used by seven people. At the eighth level, with just one palm, his blood boiled, he felt dizzy, and his body almost exploded.
However, Na Xinzhuo did not stop, slapping him with one hand and then another.
One palm after another.
Such a terrifying spell was replaced by three evil cultivators from "Luanji Mountain". They cast it seven or eight times in a row, and their true energy was already exhausted, but this person seemed to be fine.
Not only did he cast spells and palms, but he also shot out golden figures from the eternal void.
The seven people were covered in blood, like turtles in an urn, miserable. Shen Shishi's face was pale, and he was frightened to death: "The ancient forbidden technique, the five great thoughts, the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, and the nine secret techniques of the Qinghuang, who is he?" Who?”
No one can answer.
Her heart was full of fear, and she had no choice but to beg for mercy in a hissed voice: "Brother Xin, I was wrong. I have been practicing for hundreds of years and it is not easy. I am willing to follow you from now on and spare my life!"
"Close Mouth!”
Taiyi's blood was steaming and his hair was messy. He couldn't help but said angrily: "We, the holy kings of the penance, should have unyielding thoughts. I am afraid that this person will not be able to persevere. Why do you Shishi..."
"Buzz ——"
At this moment, the bombardment of the spell disappeared, the nine-color true energy was lingering, and the dense shadows of halberds suddenly shot down from the sky, and quickly gathered into one, and a halberd came with the power of destroying dryness and decay. .
"Poof——"
Zhang Bo, who was in charge of defense, could not block the halberd. His huge body was pierced, and his internal organs were scattered with blood and bones. His whole body became a The two halves, the squinted little eyes opened a little wider, and they uttered a few words with difficulty: "Farewell, brothers..."
Falling down.
"Poof——"
Wang Zhi's small and exquisite body was smashed to pieces. He smiled miserably and fell into the abyss: "We are waiting for the Holy King...it is impossible to imagine..."
I can’t say another word of what follows.
“Boom——”
The third person, the fourth person, and even Taiyi and the old man were tightly sealed by the strange restraint technique, and then penetrated by the radiant and unparalleled halberd. They died miserably with unwillingness and despondency.
"Boom..."
The violent air waves of the fallen master of the Holy King realm swayed into the distance layer by layer, one hundred miles, two hundred miles, three hundred miles... five hundred miles inside. (End of this chapter)