Chapter 953 – The Immortal’s Slaying and the Path of the Special Saints-to-be
Chapter 953 – The Immortal’s Slaying and the Special Path of the Paramount Saints
At this moment, in the “High Altitude Abyss”, the Quasi-Saints who hadn’t died woke up one after another.
Li Chunyuan eighteen breaths.
Ye Miaojin had twenty breaths!
Jiang Wufei twenty-five breaths!
Zhao Tong’er twenty-six breaths!
Ying Siren, Zijing Holy Land Qin Hao, Underworld Green Lantern, Trapped Sea Si No One, Yu Heng Murong Yunze, Kaiyang Liuyu, and the others were all around thirty breaths.
For the rest of them, the longest length was one pillar of incense out of three!
All of them had a few dawning looks on their faces as they looked around for a moment before heading straight up high into the sky.
Continue upward, but a hundred feet forward, that the sky trunk suddenly quake slightly, tens of thousands of broad robes, big sleeves, immortal aura of the shadow, swooping down, with unparalleled sadistic momentum and unheard of odd means.
Even from a great distance below on the Palace of the Trapped Sea, a majestic pressure was felt, which was a very different, unadulterated, and exalted aura!
Immortal!
“Why is there an immortal illusion?”
“This has never happened since the Holy Lin Yuan!”
“How can the various Paramount Saints stop it if they’ve never fought an Immortal before?”
The tens of thousands of low-ranked martial artists around them couldn’t help but look alarmed as they looked towards the various Great Saints in the direction of the main hall.
Chen Wentian sighed lightly, voice vicissitude said: “At the time in the ancient immortal que ruins, tens of thousands of extreme saints, is with these immortals bloody battle, kill ninety thousand immortals, died six thousand! This is the last time that the holy Lin Yuan rise, if there is no kill immortal thoughts and means to kill the immortal, how can be considered the strongest group of saints in the holy realm?
What’s more, those are only immortal illusions, you and other juniors, no need to be alarmed, and watch is!”
The surrounding tens of thousands of low-ranking martial artists had no choice but to continue to look up.
However, at the next moment, everyone was horrified with grief and anger!
Only to see the “high altitude abyss”, screams and blood mist filled the air, limbs and broken arms flew, nearly a thousand quasi saints died in an instant!
That’s right! It was an instant!
These paragons means can not be said to be not strong, spiritual treasure can not be said to be not much, killing experience is all a thousand hammered, live long enough, however, can not block those immortals shadow, all means useless!
Completely one-sided slaughter, crushed like a harvester!
“So into the holy realm, alas!”
Dozens of great saints also let out a long sigh, their faces showing intolerance and bitterness.
……
The “High Altitude Abyss” was currently filled with limbs, blood, masterless weapons, spiritual treasures, and terrifying Immortal figures.
Xin Zhuo’s body had at least seven wounds, and the halberd in his hand had completely become a decoration.
He barely flew back, hiding between a group of martial artists, observing those immortal silhouettes, the strength of these “immortals” is only a tiny bit stronger than the quasi-saint ten doors, but they perform spiritual power, immortal weapons, divine sense, vast and strange spells, and all of them can instantly move.
On the contrary, they also used divine sense to lock the martial artist, spells to blast from a distance and Immortal Weapons to sneak attack, not giving a chance to get close at all!
Very different killings, an unfair duel!
Thousands of Paragon Saints died in the blink of an eye, and this place had become a meat grinder.
Absurd, panic, helpless ……
Instead of entering sainthood, they had come to die!
He looked at Su Miaojin, Zhao Tong’er, Jiang Wufei, and Cui Ying’er’s group of people, and realized that a group of people’s depth was too deep, and their evasive techniques and means were really subtle, and although he didn’t dare to say that he was able to swim with ease, he was by no means worried about his life!
The gap between Paramount Saints and Paramount Saints is too great.
He can not do as these people, so continue not.
“Buzz ……”
At this time, the hazy figure of a “female immortal” suddenly locked onto him, and that strange kind of divine sense that was similar to a martial artist’s martial idea but much more magical pierced into his mind.
His chest beat wildly, almost subconsciously pointing a finger.
[Booming Heavenly True Thunder Myriad Technique!
A bowl-thick purple thunderbolt suddenly appeared, and the figure of the “female immortal” seemed to melt like ice and snow, suddenly dissipating.
Xin Zhuo was shocked.
After pondering for a while, immortals know spells, using spells against the enemy is the most appropriate.
Often the most difficult things are easier when the right method is found!
Once again, he pointed a finger, and thunderbolts came out, and an old “immortal” shattered with a loud bang.
Five fingers together, seven or eight immortals around, all dissipated.
All around more than ten prospective saint masters, feel in front of an empty, the pressure is light, can not help but bewildered seems: “Law Wu Tongyi Xuan? Xin Zhuo you ……”
……
“Fa Wu Tong Yu Xuan ……” Below the palace, countless gazes, the same dead stare.
In that roiling blood light, the piercing lightning was too dazzling, and it was hard not to let people pay attention to it.
It was Xin Zhuo again!
“This son ……” Chen Wentian hesitated for a long time, unable to speak.
Even if he was as strong as a great saint, he could not understand what this inexplicable spell was all about, it was simple for a martial artist to visualize the Myriad Wonders of the Heavens with his true qi, but a bare-bones spell was just unexplainable.
Ji Feng Yu said: “Inviting the moon that girl had said that this son opened two veins!”
The crowd was silent, was it another Yuan Xian?
……
High in the abyss.
The only remaining hundreds of paraclete, are all strong, outstanding talent, after the initial narrow escape, gradually stabilized, although they do not have Xin Zhuo’s strange spells of heavenly thunder, but can be cited to avoid the “immortal” divine sense attack, give up the strength of the physical body and the sharpness of the weapon, to the true qi, the mountain pattern illusions through the Xuan means of combat! I’m not going to be able to do that!
This move is very effective, often put their best foot forward, can kill an “immortal”.
Moreover, they found that every time they killed an “immortal”, there would be a majestic true qi and pure holy thoughts, which not only repaired the physical injuries, but also directly entered the sea of dan, and impacted the vortex at the end of the quasi-saint ten gates.
This is …… the chance to enter the saint!
This time, despair all turned into power.
“Kill!”
Each one of them was as powerful as a shock, going forward and fighting desperately.
“Boom ……”
Xin Zhuo once again shattered the five “Immortal Shadows”, and also discovered the chances that the surrounding Quasi-Saint experts had gotten, but unfortunately, he did not!
He killed them with his spells, but there was no feedback?
Suddenly, he realized that these “Immortals” were precisely the obsessions and tests of the tens of thousands of Ancient Saints, and needed to be overcome with martial arts, true qi, and mountain patterns.
Thinking of this, he took a step forward.
……
Below, on the palace.
“Xin Zhuo this son’s Heavenly Thunder is truly subtle, but it does not follow the holy thoughts of the Ancient Extreme Saints, there is no chance, if you don’t learn from others, just to be safe, I’m afraid that you will fall down the chips.”
The Exterminating Colt Great Sage shook his head.
Ye Feiying said: “If you give up the Heavenly Thunder spell, with his heritage, I’m afraid that ……”
Before the words were finished, his brows knitted slightly, then the pupils of his eyes shrunk slightly.
Ji Fengyu and Chen Wentian’s group of old ancestors also stood up solemnly and watched carefully.
Tens of thousands of martial artists in the four directions similarly exclaimed out in shock: “This guy ……”
Only to see Xin Zhuo suddenly gave up casting the Heavenly Thunder spell, I do not know what to do, the figure like flowing clouds and water, a finger pointing to break a “immortal” shadow, than other paragons too easy.
If other paraclete masters are skillful killing, vast, sensational, this person seems to be lazy, playing around.
While other Paramount Saints killed one Immortal, this person killed at least five.
Unfortunately, the distance is too far away, and the martial arts mind can not enter the “abyss”, so it can not be probed.
But this kind of picture, do not ban everyone to the previous death of thousands of paragons, feel resentment, miserable and unworthy.
……
“Nine hundred and thirty-eight!”
Xin Zhuo used the Void Mountain Tattoo to shatter an “Immortal” shadow once again, and the surrounding area was already empty.
That’s right! He had realized that his Void Chaos Mountain Patterns were different, and at this moment, he didn’t even need to use his true qi to manifest his means, and directly used the Mountain Patterns to point, which was stronger than anything else!
It is like …… a natural restraint!
“Buzz–“
Absorbed a huge amount of true qi and holy thoughts, and other paraclete very different from the hazy mist in the sea of dan, suddenly became much clearer, in the “sea” around, more than five vortex portals.
“Holy shit!”
This made him unable to resist cursing angrily.
This meant that his threshold to enter sainthood was five times that of the others!
There’s one more chapter, wrong code, I’ll fix it and pass it on right away.
(End of chapter)