Chapter 954 – Xin Zhuo in the beginning? Mortal Bodies Cannot Become Saints?
Chapter 954 – Xin Zhuo at the Beginning? Mortal bodies cannot become saints?
High in the abyss.
The fight between the quasi-saintly martial artist and the Immortal’s Void continued, a stunning scene of fighting for their lives, a treacherous and varied means of true qi that made one’s eyes turn sideways.
Below, the tens of thousands of martial artists in the palace were much more settled in their hearts.
The “Battle of Immortal Martial Arts” was the ultimate goal of all martial artists with high cultivation, but anyone above the Yinxu level knew that martial artists and immortals were not on a par with each other in terms of life and death.
If a quasi-saint is so bad, then how desperate is that?
Fortunately, qualified to enter the saint of the people, not a mediocrity, are all amazingly talented generation, after the death of more than a thousand prospective saints, the remaining hundreds of people to stabilize the position, but all are ruthless characters.
The only thing that makes people jaw-dropping and unacceptable is Xin Zhuo the person ……
Even if geniuses such as Li Chunyuan, Ye Miaogin, Jiang Wufei, Zhao Tong’er and Ying Siren group of people, every move and every style is the highest under the set of saint realm, but compared to him, nothing!
A group of people at most shattered hundreds of “Immortal Shadows”, but Xin Zhuo has already killed more than 3,000 of them, killing a large area and emptying a large circle.
It’s like cheating, but is it possible to cheat in this “Holy Abyss”?
The key is not that his methods are better than everyone else’s, but that he is the least outstanding, and when he strokes his hand, one will die!
What’s the solution?
Below Jiang Wen, Chen Qiantian, Ji Bongyu and other elders, the same dead eyes staring, with their cultivation and insight, also confused, so has been observing.
The only one who was sincerely happy would be Gongsun Li, his hands clasped together, his bones whitening.
At this moment, after Xin Zhuo killed another “Immortal”, Chen Wentian and the other thirty people suddenly stood up, all of their complexions changing drastically!
Not only did they change drastically, there was also fear.
“Primordial?”
These words came from Chen Wentian, an old face filled with panic and disbelief.
Ji Fengyu and Ye Feiying and the others even almost choked.
“Since the beginning of the heavens and earth, this kind of thing had only appeared three times, and the first two times had killed all the domains and shattered the Immortal Queens.
If a True Martial Artist was a pure killer, the First was a myth.
It’s hard to tell what it is and how it came to be.
It is the final form of the Origin, but back then, the Holy Lords of the various races and the supreme beings of the Human Race spent ten thousand years, but they ended up crashing on a bunch of “Beginning” level Origins.
The “Beginning” was not fused together, and may not exist at all.
Some time ago, it seemed to have reappeared, and even those old ancestors who didn’t even know their own family members had drilled out of the endless abyss and ordered an investigation.
Some old ancestors even set up altars and prayed, it’s fine to appear, but just don’t appear in the Ten Thousand Races and the heavens!
If Xin Zhuo is the “first”, one can imagine what will happen in the future with all the suffering this son has endured over the years.
The dignified Jiang Wen was breathing heavily, and his mind was in turmoil. What should he do if he was Xin Zhuo? How could he give birth to such a child?
……
“Three thousand eight hundred and sixty-six!”
Xin Zhuo silently counted, and after killing a “Crone Immortal” shadow, his face suddenly changed.
The “Void Chaos Mountain Pattern” was strangely covered by the water of the Moonwatch Well, and when it struck, it turned into the water of the well and the Mountain Pattern together, and it looked as if it had turned into the first strand of Water Origin Mountain Pattern of Yuan-level Heaven and Earth without any momentum.
Today, the “Moonrise Well” has emerged on its own twice in a row, the first time was to protect the well owner, and what is the meaning of this second time?
Seeing another “immortal” shadow to kill, do not want to think too much, between the instantaneous movement, a finger pointing out, water-colored mountain pattern tumbling, the power is not reduced at all, to kill.
……
Below, over the palace.
A group of great saints stood up, the shock on their faces slowly dissipated, continue to sit down, look depressed, it is difficult to say whether it is disappointment or relief.
They naturally saw Xin Zhuo’s piece of mountain pattern, close to the Beginning level, the first strand of water origin mountain pattern between heaven and earth, which was very rare, and they even didn’t know where Xin Zhuo, this kid, got it, and it was said that in the first place, he had four strange origin powers?
And I also don’t know why this kind of mountain pattern, it restrained Xian.
But not the beginning, everything is tasteless!
……
In the abyss high in the sky, it still exuded a rich and ancient pressure, and that ancient tree in the sky was full of mysterious colors.
But the surrounding area is suddenly empty, “immortal” shadow has been killed.
Su Miaojin, Li Chunyuan, Jiang Wufei and Zhao Tong’er and hundreds of other people standing in the air, frowning at the bottom of the lone standing Xin Zhuo, seems to this person’s mass killings, feel extremely puzzled, they are well aware of the “Immortal” difficult to kill and divine, Xin Zhuo’s means is not clever, but whistling to and fro, casually killed.
Xin Zhuo has no time to care, immediately scanning the sea of dan, only to see the five doors have been broken, behind the door of the hidden pure, white light, it is difficult to say what it is.
At this moment, the body is in a kind of …… ethereal, holy, vast, majestic and vulgar.
This is the state of a quasi saint about to enter sainthood!
Only a thread away.
“Boom–” Right at this moment, the treetops high above suddenly crashed down with nine golden dragon silhouettes and nine phoenix silhouettes.
At one point, the dragons and phoenixes retched, their voices shaking the sky, washing the bodies of the people present over and over again, as if they wanted to baptize these hundreds of Paramount Saints from Offspring Paramount Saints, into Ancient Extreme Saints!
This is a great gift and a monstrous favor!
This was something that had never happened before in the thousands of years since the “Trapped Sea” had entered sainthood!
“Creating hundreds of Ultimate Saints?”
“It’s really the strongest group of saints of all times!”
“The words of Great Sage Questioning Heaven are true!”
“This group of saints will be the pillars that guard the side during the calamity of the Ten Thousand Races!”
An ear-splitting cry of alarm came from below.
Even if more than a thousand quasi-Saints fell like cabbages, it would be worth it!
Chu Feng of the North Sea Chu Clan, also in the “high-altitude abyss”, at this moment, his mind was aghast, murmured: “True qi rejection, obsessive illusion, Immortal killing, 2,100 quasi-Saints, fell more than 1,500, if it is the chance to become a saint, but it is also worth it!”
“It’s not that easy!” Su Miaojin, Zhao Tong’er, Ying Siren and Li Chunyuan almost spoke in unison.
Xin Zhuo also felt as if it wasn’t that simple, these dragon and phoenix shadows from ancient times, washing the body yes, but it was more like some sort of screening.
Screening ……
Sure enough! A few moments later, more than a hundred old men and crone paragons suddenly exploded their bodies in a dragon and phoenix retching, their vitality and cultivation instantly turned into nothing, and the majestic masterless true qi and blood mist filled the four directions.
Suddenly! Caught off guard!
The sky and the ground were deathly quiet!
One hundred Paramount Saints died like ants.
They treated the Saints as if they were nothing.
“The harshness of the Abyss is outrageous.
And the next moment, those dragons and phoenixes suddenly sank to ten feet above the crowd, manifesting a big river, a big river of seven-colored haze.
The only three to four hundred remaining quasi-Saints, their minds were in a trance for a moment, Su Miaojin, Zhao Tong’er and Li Chunyuan were the first to enter the seven-colored river, and as soon as they did so, the vague aura of the Holy Realm instantly arrived.
The remaining people, their faces changed, and without any further hesitation, they instantly entered.
Xin Zhuo also took a step into the seven-colored river, only to feel that he was instantly visited by powerful to the extreme true qi and holy thoughts, this time it was a true washing!
He had no time for him, he sat down, running his mind, little by little to absorb.
Those true qi madly poured into the Danhai five portals of the pure white light, the indescribable holy thoughts little by little to enhance, perfect the five “pure white light”.
The power is gradually climbing, the true qi is gradually changing, the true qi of the saints with the fragrance and seven colors, this seven colors is not the true meaning of the color, but the seven feelings.
Saints had both emotion and emotionlessness!
An aura that was distinct from that of a quasi-saint slowly appeared.
This was already between a Quasi-Saint and a Saint!
Suddenly, those true qi and holy thoughts began to pass into the limbs and bones, washing away the body’s filth, bruises, and stubborn diseases of this life!
Saints were flawless!
However, Xin Zhuo realized that he was unable to resist this washing power, as if ……
his physical talent, he simply could not achieve such flawlessness!
Pain and panic appeared for no reason.
He violently opened his eyes, only to see hundreds of martial artists around him, at first also showing pain, then divine body and bloodline visions appeared, in various shapes and colors, huge and vast.
It was actually possible to comply with this scrubbing, with a frank expression, and continue to enter the country.
Only he, still struggling to support!
He was essentially just a wood-genus mortal body person!
……
“Sure enough! Xin Zhuo is a mortal body!”
“There’s no hope for sainthood!”
This time on the Ten Thousand Palaces, tens of thousands of martial artists murmured.
That Jiang Wen sighed lightly.
A group of Great Sage Ancestors were each silent.
Gongsun Li’s face was ashen, what she had been worried about had still happened, she had been reluctant to tell her youngest senior brother before, and only at the last moment did she point out the importance of the “Divine Body Lineage” to him, in order to tell him that the chances of a mortal body becoming a saint were too slim.
The legendary mortal body supreme beings and quasi emperors simply did not follow the normal cultivation route!
(End of chapter)