Chapter 904 – Digging a Hole, Paragon Woman

Chapter 904 – Digging a Hole, Quasi-Saint Woman

In the icy sky and snow, the wind suddenly picked up, swirling up fine ice froth, and a few sky-high trees on a mountain were struck by whoever shattered the ice, and in the blink of an eye, they were frozen again.

Xin Zhuo stood behind one of the thickest trees and looked ahead, there was a piece of building ruins that stretched for two or three miles, the architectural style was very different from today, like a circular practice hall or a place of worship, the wreckage of the wall was frozen layer after layer, in which densely packed huge beasts’ corpses and human corpses could be seen vaguely, which appeared to be very hideous and gruesome.

At this moment, there were more than one hundred and thirty people sitting on the broken wall, all of them at the Yuanji realm, with varying cultivation levels from Yuanji 1 Lin to Yuanji 9 Lin.

Judging from the clothes and the fluctuation of their breath, it was true that they had answered the speculation that they were none other than the ordinary disciples and resident elders of the various holy land caverns.

With regard to the distinction between holy sons, lodgers, and great powers of the Holy Lands and Caves, Xin Zhuo had sort of figured it out during his time in the Qiong Xiao Imperial Capital, and any person who had entered the ranks of holy sons was bound to have the potential to enter the ranks of quasi-saints and saints;

The old man, on the other hand, does not have the potential to enter the saints or it is very difficult to enter the saints, but on the other hand, he has reached the Yuanji realm, and even more, he has reached the limit of the Yuanji Jiulin, but his body potential is too poor to withstand the holy temporary heaven and earth divine light of the saints;
“Mighty” is a kind of generalization, can be called martial arts mighty, must be quasi-saint above the cultivation, yes, even if the ground into a saint even there is a true saint and pseudo-saint of the points, true saint can be in the lifetime, breakthroughs in human saints and even higher, pseudo-saint is only quasi-saint realm talent, is to use heavenly treasures heap up, barely! Pseudo-Saints are only gifted at the quasi-Saint realm, and are built up with heavenly materials and treasures, and have barely “opened” the ten gates, and are relatively weak, and such people are “martial arts powerhouses”.

The division of true saints and pseudo saints has caused many quasi saint experts to waste their time for a long time.

This martial arts cultivation, really is a step can not be wrong.

And on this ruined mountain in front of us, is a group of the great saintly caverns of the great saints and Yuan pole disciples, this force, Xin Zhuo does not dare to bet at all whether they turn a blind eye to themselves, or raise their knives to cut.

Especially those host elders with terrifying strength, even if they were no match for Bai Liuyun, they were only limited in their difference.

The only thing to be thankful for was that the Quasi-Saint experts were not too interested in the Origin and did not rush over, or else they would not even have a chance to get close.

“Buzz–“

At this moment, there were already origin powers being absorbed and fused by the group of martial artists one after another, such was impossible to recapture.

Xin Zhuo could not help but feel a little anxious.

He was about to turn around, when the ground under his feet suddenly shook slightly, and then with a “pop” the ice layer shattered, drilling out a gray head, cursing: “Digging too much, mother of a ball.”

Xin Zhuo was stunned for a moment.

That head looked up at him violently and was also stunned for a moment, then panicked:“Isn’t this that who? Your Highness Lord, haha, I’m passing by, I’ll leave now!”

Turning around to drill down, Xin Zhuo’s heart moved, a hand grabbed this person, carried up, this person only Yuanji Yilin’s cultivation, or loose, false but not real, not the slightest resistance, a face of bitterness: “Your Highness spare your life, I am also in order to cultivate.”

Not waiting for Xin Zhuo to reply, pointing to the bottom: “There are also six fellow travelers, everyone in order to beg for food, high hand!”

These words were said in the city, Xin Zhuo curiously looked down, just in time to meet a familiar face.

“Huh? Big pawn?”

Huang Dagui had a face covered in grime, grinning with a mouthful of yellow slate teeth, “Coincidence no?”

Another person inside said, “Xin Zhuo, it’s this commander!”

Okay, Ma Boju Ma Chancellor is also there.

Soon a group of seven people all drilled out, and the group squatted in a depression to the side.

That Huang Dagui bitter face curse: “his mother’s yo-yo, in front of a treasure, below the densely packed all the ancient years after the death of the Yuan pole masters left behind the main source of power, because the name of the tiger as a devourer of the saintly king of the former cultivation of the five elements of the innate ice law, the result was sealed here, we risked our lives to break in, for what, for the chance, but fused into a single, the first time, the first time, we will be able to see the world’s most beautiful and most beautiful.

We risked his life to break in, for what, for the chance, but the fusion for the first level, there will be a breakthrough half saint may be, this is too tempting.

And then kill more fang demon, cultivation crazy soaring, not afraid of big master’s joke, we go out, do not want to enter the half saint within a few decades, at least is a party of the upper saint son level experts, right?
This kind of terrible, rare chance, you should understand.

The result can be good, this group of holy cave bastards, bullying, encompassed that area, anyone close to, all beheaded, these days died in this place of scattered cultivators at least three to four hundred.”

Xin Zhuo looked below the wreckage, there were indeed quite a few corpses.

Ma Boju also said at this time: “Yellow buddy only knows one, don’t know the other, we have tens of thousands of down the martial artists into the five elements of the place, only here the most of the power of no main origin, can you know why?

This place is of wood, and wood nurtures and grows. It has the ability to protect and keep the masterless origin from dispersing. How many years has it been since this Saint King’s relic was here? Even the Masterless Origin should have dissipated.

So this is more than just a chance, this is a heavenly chance, it’s a pity that these old men from the Holy Cave in front of us are really overbearing and hateful!”

Xin Zhuo said: “So you guys made the intention to fight your way through the tunnel?” Huang Da Gui nodded his head and said: “That’s right!”

Xin Zhuo added: “Will you be discovered?”

“No!”

Ma Boju smiled and patted the first skinny monkey youth, “First of all, we have talent, the ancient five elements of the earth recluse art heir Lao Ai, or else tens of thousands of years of frozen earth can not be dug. Secondly, those people in front of us are fusing the power of the origin, they won’t be distracted, as long as we move a little lighter, no harm done!”

“Good!” Xin Zhuo’s eyes gleamed, “Go ahead and do it, count me in!”

The crowd looked at each other and froze.

However, they saw that Xin Zhuo had already jumped.

The pit is not too wide, just enough to squeeze down two people side by side, after the hole in the ice above was sealed, eight people made two rows side by side, by the front of the skinny monkey old Ai maneuvered his hands, bulldozer general metaphysical chiseling tens of thousands of years of hard frozen soil, behind a group of people will be sent to the rear of the soil.

Cooperate with the complementary, is this place tens of thousands of years ago may have fire, get a face of ash.

Ahead of the frozen soil layer after layer was dug away, the distance from the ruins is getting closer and closer, can already clearly feel the rich Yin death gas, long years of killing intent, and a large number of origin power of the overriding pressure.

In front of the thin monkey old Ai suddenly turned back, said: “Can’t continue, once digging to that piece of ruins, the sealed corpses and origin will definitely have a strange movement, the people above will easily find out!”

“It’s okay!” Huang Dagui sat on his butt on the ground, “Rest and say it again, we will later wrap our own origin power with our true qi, and probe the past with a false sense of reality, and can hook a few is a few!”

“That’s right, take a break, I’ve been an emperor, I’ve been a digger, I’ve been an ancient emperor’s military commander, I’ve never done this before, and I’ve never been in such a sorry state in my life.” Ma Boju wiped the dust on his face.

The crowd couldn’t help but laugh lowly, as a Yuan Extreme Realm expert, who had ever done this kind of sneaking around.

Xin Zhuo, however, couldn’t laugh at all, and suddenly looked at the soil layer above with a grave face, making a gesture of silence.

The group of people stopped and followed suit, looking upwards, their faces instantly turning grave.

Although they were separated by the soil layer and saw nothing, they could clearly feel a face looking down, a beautiful and delicate woman’s face.

Eyes full of playfulness seemed to seep in along the soil layer.

“Tick, tick ……”

I don’t know which one of them fell to the ground with a drop of sweat on his forehead.

This woman’s aura was too powerful, Quasi-Saint!

The hell knows when she arrived? How did she see these people?

The ones present together are not enough for the other party to cut with a knife.

Xin Zhuo reached out and pressed his hand into the earth in front of him with almost no hesitation, and the water from the Moonwatch Well seeped into the earth in a desperate manner.

Then he let out a low shout, “Run!”

Taking the lead, he scurried towards the exit.

Behind him, Huang Dagui and a few others immediately followed.

Almost in the next breath of a group of people left, “Boom” a roar, behind a dozens of feet deep hole, horrible, unintelligible lines filled the endless.

“Can we run away?”

A woman’s clear and cold voice softly but full of murderous intent entered the ears of the crowd.

Xin Zhuo only felt his scalp numb, when he met the Paragon, he did not have half a chance of winning, and he did not even have any hope of escaping.

Seeing the terrifying aura behind him again, he immediately drank low: “Run separately, whoever dies will be unlucky! Disperse!”

(End of chapter)