Chapter 1627: Countermeasures

He actually defeated Lao Li!

A strange monk who cultivated in the semi-saint realm, relying on the super defensive magic weapon on his body, took Lao Li twice, and then killed Lao Li with one fatal blow, defeating Lao Li. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

That's right, it's not a dream!

Dozens of ancient saints were collectively stunned.

Since cultivating to the realm of advanced ancient saints, these ancient saints have personally experienced the power of this realm.

In the great realm of the refining period, every time a small realm is improved, the strength is increased in a multiplying way.

Although there is only a small realm gap between the ancient saints and the saints, as long as they take a step through the door, they will leap to a stronger realm.

But it is this seemingly simple kick in the door that determines the worlds of difference.

Any strong person who cultivates to an advanced ancient saint believes that no matter how powerful a saint is, it is impossible to defeat a strong person in the ancient saint realm.

And today, reality has given all the ancient saints a resounding slap in the face.

It was not an ancient saint who defeated Lao Li, nor a saint powerhouse, but a half-saint monk who cultivated to a lower level!

Moreover, this half-saint monk won with one move, directly destroying Lao Li's two arms, so that Lao Li had to withdraw from the trial ground.

What a magical battle!

Regardless of whether this half-saint monk can continue to win, this battle will definitely go down in the history of the Tianwu Continent.

Lao Li endured severe pain and returned to the rest area next to the trial ground, the pain caused by the destruction of his arm was unbearable for him, and his face was distorted.

"Lao Li, what the hell is the situation, how could you lose to that demi-saint!" asked Zhongzhou Wang with concern.

In the final analysis, Lao Li is also a monk in Zhongzhou, and he has a good personal relationship with the king of Zhongzhou.

Now that Lao Li has withdrawn from the competition for the Lord of Heavenly Martial Arts, of course the King of Zhongzhou will no longer be hostile to Lao Li.

At this time, two strange powers were still raging in Lao Li's body, and the dead qi was gradually dissolved by Lao Li, and it no longer had the initial power, and it would no longer pose much threat to his body.

And another strange power, but Lao Li was helpless, and he couldn't quickly dissolve it with aura, and he continued to destroy the meridians in his body.

Lao Li shook his head helplessly, "This demi-saint is strange, he has two completely different powers, one of which is the death qi of Beizhou, which has been almost dissolved by me." The other aura was extremely strange, one I had never seen or heard before, and it could only be suppressed by using aura, and it could not be completely dissolved. ā€

After saying this, sweat droplets the size of beans appeared on Lao Li's face, and you can imagine the pain he is suffering at the moment.

Without personal experience, all the strong people didn't know what happened to Lao Li, and they were all puzzled, unable to figure out why Lao Li had his arms destroyed.

Listening to Lao Li's words, everyone was stunned.

What's going on here?

A person with two breaths at the same time?

This person is not a monk from Beizhou, why is there such a strong death qi in his body.

What is the other breath in his body?

Until this is clarified, no one wants to take on the demi-saint on the stage.

No one wants to be defeated by this demi-saint inexplicably.

Someone looked at Lei Mingyuan with suspicion.

Beizhou dead qi can only be absorbed by Beizhou monks, in addition, as long as the dead qi enters the meridians, the end will be like Lao Li.

The demi-saint in the trial ground, there was not a trace of the Beizhou monk in his body at all, why did he have a dead aura?

Lei Mingyuan was even more puzzled.

He knew that in addition to the Beizhou monks, there were also people who could absorb and use death qi.

But that person shouldn't be here, he should be in the big universe that is far away and nowhere to be found.

Besides, even if that person came back, it would be impossible for him to have another breath in his body.

With aura and death qi, this is already shocking and unacceptable, how can it be possible to have another aura at the same time.

However, judging from the figure, this demi-saint in the trial ground is very similar to that person, the difference is only that this demi-saint has a slightly hoarse voice and a different appearance.

Of course, these can change.

As for the more than 100 years of time, the cultivation has been promoted from the acquired realm of the Juyuan period to the semi-saint realm, and no one will believe it when it is said, and what happened to that person can also be accepted.

All kinds of doubts flashed in Lei Mingyuan's mind, and finally he targeted that person, that was Yang Teng!

The more he looked at it, the more Lei Mingyuan even decided that this half-saint in the trial ground was very likely to be Yang Teng.

However, with Lei Mingyuan's friendship with Yang Teng, even if he guesses that this person is Yang Teng, he will not stand up and expose it.

Yang Teng is as kind to him as a mountain, and he does not compete for the Lord of Heavenly Martial Arts, so he must stand firmly on Yang Teng's side.

Lei Mingyuan maintained a misty expression on his face, and he had already guessed in his heart.

On the very edge, Ye Feng's expression was sluggish, he never imagined that the battle would go on so fast, and in the blink of an eye, the demi-saint would win!

From the beginning of the battle for the Lord of Heavenly Warriors to the present, no battle has lasted for more than an hour.

It is normal to fight evenly for half a day or a day, and the winner narrowly wins in the end.

This is good, a demi-saint eliminates an ancient saint, just in the blink of an eye.

No wonder this guy said wildly that he wanted to compete for the Lord of Heavenly Martial Arts, he really has such strength.

Ye Feng's interest in this half-saint monk became even stronger.

He also suspected that the object was determined to be Yang Teng, maybe Yang Teng had left too deep an impression on him back then, Ye Feng stubbornly believed that only Yang Teng could do this.

The strong men outside the trial ground asked Lao Li about his injury and comforted Lao Li to recuperate with peace of mind.

The destruction of the two arms is not a fatal injury, and the cultivation of the ancient saint realm will soon restore the arms.

Lao Li couldn't say what he was suffering from, but he wanted to recover his arm, but because the two breaths in his body were still being destroyed, the power of the death qi was almost consumed, and the other strange breath made him unable to fight, and he didn't know how to resolve it.

Not to mention recovering his arm, his meridians are still bearing the impact, and he doesn't know how to resolve it.

Seeing Lao Li's predicament, the king of Zhongzhou took out a jade bottle, opened the cork, poured out the spirit pill from it, and stuffed it into Lao Li's mouth.

"Taking the Gathering Elixir to increase the aura in the body is good for fighting against that kind of aura. ā€

Lao Li didn't dare to make friends, so he thanked him and hurriedly absorbed the power of the Gathering Spirit Pill.

The effect is not satisfactory, this is just a treasure-level spirit pill, for a strong person in the realm of an ancient saint, it is better than nothing.

Seeing Lao Li's tragic ending, all the strong people had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

If Lao Li was defeated by any of them, they would be able to accept it.

Lao Li was defeated by a demi-saint monk, and these strong people didn't want to enter the trial ground to challenge because they couldn't figure out the details of that demi-saint, which was very difficult to accept.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the battle just now, have you ever seen the details of this half-saint monk. Brute Meng couldn't help but ask.

The appearance of a demi-saint monk disrupted everyone's plans.

After the demi-saint monk defeated Lao Li, he entered a half-hour rest.

One move hit Lao Li hard, and the consumption of the half-saint monk was not large, so he did not leave the trial ground, and simply sat cross-legged in the middle of the trial ground, waiting for the rest time to end, and the second opponent appeared.

Seeing that demi-saint's relaxed appearance, the Demon King looked angry, "Who knows where this bastard thing came from! I really can't think of anyone in the Tianwu Continent who can have two completely different auras at the same time!"

"Demon King, this is not absolute, Yang Teng and God King Jiang Dongliu back then, didn't they have aura and Beizhou death qi at the same time. Jiang Tong, the descendant of the Jiang God King, also inherited the ability of the Jiang God King, and has aura and death qi!" A strong man retorted the Demon King's words.

"The king was a little confused, and forgot that there were still three of them. "Where is the Demon King so confused, the last name he wants to hear is Jiang Tong.

Some people are aware of the grievances between him and Jiang Tong, and know that it is not appropriate to mention the name Jiang Tong on this occasion.

"The problem is that there is another aura in Lao Li's body that is extremely weird, and the old man dares to guarantee that he can't find this aura anywhere in Tianwu. A veteran powerhouse said affirmatively.

This veteran powerhouse was a saint cultivator back then, and he did not enter the great universe with Yang Teng, but stayed in Tianwu.

Later, the laws of heaven and earth changed, and his cultivation realm was also improved, and he became an ancient saint.

Everyone respected him as a strong man of the previous generation, and this strong man had a very high status in Tianwu.

"Senior, are you saying that the other aura on that demi-saint's body doesn't belong to Tianwu?" exclaimed in surprise.

The strong man twisted his beard and nodded slightly, "Whether it belongs to Tianwu or not, the old man doesn't dare to guarantee." However, the old man's footprints in his early years were all over Tianwu, and he had never seen such an atmosphere in Tianwu. ā€

Slap it violently, "That's easy!"

He immediately had a plan.

Soon, as everyone talked, the half-hour break ended.