[Distance to the Eternal Realm of Entry: 2/100]
In the "channel" of the tidal storm with extremely strong winds, Xin Zhuo used Dao Yuan force and mental skills with the attribute of boundary force to resist the strong wind, while checking the grabbing The cultivation level of that world insect queen.
A little added.
This may not seem like much, but it is similar to the amount of sacrificing souls and seizing nearly 100,000 dead bones in the miasma sea below. This is an incredible accumulation.
He clearly felt the increase in physical strength and mana, which made him ecstatic. Looking around, except for the other nine teams, they were dragging the world insects desperately towards the tidal wind whirlpool beside the passage. He was vigilantly guarding against him, and he obviously noticed the movement here, and there were also a few holy level insects flying past him.
At the moment of opportunity, he no longer cares about hiding. The aura of the true and back realms has risen to the extreme. The power of the original self, the power of the beginning, and the Immortal Forbidden City are being used crazily. The terrifying momentum actually competes with the tide in a short time, and the passage is full of life. Blocked it,
then jumped on the back of a world worm, swept away the densely packed "mantis" with one shot, sprinkled a handful of water from the Moon Watching Well, and then jumped on the back of another world worm. ...
Moving around, ignoring the terrifying storm and moonlight, they simply regarded this place as a place for fun.
"This..."
"Who is this person, his strength is so terrifying!"
"I'm afraid he is a disciple of the ancient force who arrived early."
"Sun Gui died unjustly. This person has the strength to cross the border and defeat the Hengjing."
One hundred people from nine teams The rest of the people, all of whom have been thoughtful and arrogant for a long time, can't help but feel awe-inspiring in their hearts at this moment. Even in the eternal realm, they cannot be as calm as this person.
However, what shocked them even more was what came next. After Xin Zhuo moved the backs of more than a dozen world insects, he suddenly stretched out his right hand to grab a handful. All the world insects died instantly, shriveled up, and fell into the endless abyss.
This "evil" method made their expressions change drastically. They did not dare to stay any longer and quickly entered the wind whirlpool.
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The light of the moon is getting thicker, and the wind force has reached a crazy level. I am afraid that if the ordinary true state reaches here, it will be blown thousands of miles away in an instant. Xin Zhuo's lonely figure, tossing and turning, making waves, " "Going upstream", all the world insects that came into contact were sacrificed to their souls and forcibly captured.
It’s just a pity that at first one reached 1 point of accumulation. As the cultivation becomes deeper and deeper, two are enough, and then three, four, five...
< br>However, he no longer cares about so much. Who in the world can practice like him, with little improvement visible to the naked eye, and no time to worry at all?
Anyway, there are enough world insects here.
For five consecutive days, I don’t know how many world insects were sacrificed to the spirit, but the situation suddenly became different.
The world insects have all reached the king level, and they are all in peak condition. What comes out from behind is not a mantis, but a man in golden armor, all with true cultivation. This is simply terrifying.
The king level is already like this, what will happen to the colorful world insects behind it?
[Distance from entering the permanent realm: 39/100]
Every additional point of accumulation requires dozens of saint-level ones. With this king-level world insect in front of him, he naturally does not want to let it go and cannot suppress it. into a bitter struggle.
But he obviously only wanted to sacrifice one spirit, but three, five, or dozens of them pounced on him.
The scene is a bit messy.
I don’t know when, the moonlight had become extremely rich, and a faint red crescent moon appeared above the sky.
"Whoops..."
Countless chariots, spiritual pets, and sword lights came overwhelmingly, surrounding the passage. They were clearly the masters of the ancient forces from the outside world.
The scene of Xin Zhuo monopolizing the Yueying Wind Road and fighting 370 king-level world insects was clearly reflected in everyone's eyes. This scene can't help but make everyone stunned.
Because every king-level world insect has a strength close to or reaching the first level of the Eternal Realm. Hundreds of them together with accompanying creatures and suction power will definitely reach an incomparable level. Even the Great Emperor It is difficult to resist the constant realm under the inheritance. This son relies on the fact that the passage is narrow enough that the world insects cannot encircle him, and he is very powerful as he comes and goes.
But... what is the meaning of doing this?
"Xin Zhuo!"
Ye Miaojin, Prince Zhi, Gu Zhibei, Shui Yuelu, Jun Xi and others couldn't help but have complicated expressions.
They had studied Xin Zhuo, but the more they studied, the less they could figure out what his path of cultivation was.
How to explain this meaningless scene? Catch a bunch of king-level world insects and sell them back?
Tian LaoTian shook his head and said: "This boy has fallen into a state of confusion. Something must have attracted him, making him in a dilemma and almost crazy!"
"World Insect" Something on his body is very important to him."
Uncle Sang next to Miss Jun Xi chuckled.
"You deserve to be damned if you block Yue Ying Feng Dao and the World Insect's path to sacrifice!"
There are thousands of masters around, all of whom have profound and powerful backgrounds. Only a few know Xin Zhuo, and more The people didn't know who he was, so they couldn't help but yell and curse.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a black figure, like a stream of light catching a shadow, catching the tide with one step. He came behind Xin Zhuo and pointed out a finger, which showed an endless and endless force splashing into the sky.
As if the world was designated, martial arts knew no bounds, and the storms in the sky stopped in an instant.
The expressions of Ye Miaojin and the others changed.
Old Man Tian, Uncle Sang and others frowned slightly, and Uncle Sang said in a deep voice: "Yanzi Qi, Feng Zun's disciple, has broken through the Wuya Realm, and is a master of Wuya. Why kill a younger generation and conduct a sneak attack?" ?”
Seeing this, the people shouting and scolding all around also stopped.
Seeing that finger was about to end Xin Zhuo's life, a sword light suddenly poked out from the void. There was no awe-inspiring momentum, but the sword's power was infinite, as if it was on the other side, cutting off everything in the world. .
“Buzz——”
A sword broke the finger of the man in black.
The man in black didn't seem to expect that a pair of cold eyes locked behind him.
He saw that it was Tai Lingzi, a disciple of the Eastern Palace with a golden crown and a Taiyi sword robe.
"What do you mean? The Eastern Palace wants to save him?" he asked.
Tai Lingzi smiled: "I'll capture him alive and go to see my master."
The man in black frowned: "You and I have been together in Wuya not long ago, let's compare. You capture him first, or should I kill him first?”
As he spoke, his body swayed and transformed into thirteen figures. The thirteen figures all entered some kind of long river magical power that represented time. At the end was Xin Zhuo.
No matter how powerful Tai Lingzi's sword is, it will be difficult to decide Xin Zhuo's life or death once time passes.
The face of Tai Lingzi changed slightly, and he made a secret with his right hand. Hundreds of thousands of swords appeared in the entire "passage" and even in the surrounding wind whirlpool, blocking all spaces.
It's a pity it's too late.
The man in black had slapped Xin Zhuo on the back with a palm. The momentum of this palm was not strong, but it caused the wind channel to move backwards, and hundreds of king-level world insects retreated thousands of feet.
This kind of power has surpassed the cognition of all Everlasting Realm masters. Even the old man Tian of Taiyi Ancient Sect turned pale and murmured: "Xin Zhuo is so hard!"
Xin Zhuo suddenly " Wake up." His expression also changed.
At this critical moment, a pale, gloomy arm tens of thousands of feet long suddenly popped out from under the "tidal channel", grabbed Xin Zhuo, and fell quickly.
Although this arm was shattered countless times by the palm of the man in black and seemed vulnerable, it could always recover quickly in the next moment and disappear into the endless darkness with Xin Zhuo.
The black-clothed Swallow Qi retracted his hand and frowned slightly.
Tai Lingzi also put away his sword and looked at it.
Thousands of experts from all directions were waiting and watching, not knowing why. (End of this chapter)