Chapter 713: Great Creation
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"No.."
"I don't want to die. โ
"Damn, we're just passers-by. Terrible screams, accompanied by screams of despair, echoed in the sky.
People who have already passed away can't help but look back, their hearts full of fear.
The killing lasted for a minute, but more than 300 cultivators innocently fell, and their blood turned into a rain of blood, staining the earth red.
The rich smell of blood, accompanied by the breeze, blew through every corner of the heaven and earth, and also penetrated into the depths of Lin Ziyu's soul.
He remained motionless, and his face became even paler.
"It's just ants. Wei Hou was indifferent, put away the killing, and his gaze fell on Lin Ziyu's body again: "Should you fight?"
Han Xin clasped his hands and walked step by step.
"Don't go out. Lin Ziyu shook his head, blocking Han Xin's pace forward.
"I see, you want to see more blood rain, don't you?" Wei Hou raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.
Behind him, the strong man shrouded in black mist stepped forward and rushed towards the people in the distance, his black pupils appeared, deep, pitch black, hollow, as if there was no color except black.
There was a loud bang, and the purgatory rolled into the sky, and the terrifying power of death turned into a chain of order, which stretched out densely, and the speed was very fast, and the power of death that turned into a chain of order was like a sharp arrow, piercing through the body of the cultivator who had gone away in an instant.
There was a pop, and the red blood spilled down again.
"It's a craving. He whispered and licked his lips, looking a little dry.
Demon..
The cultivators who were not affected did not look back, as if it took great courage to even turn back.
A few minutes later, he was back here, quietly hovering behind Wei Hou.
"Should you fight?" Wei Hou looked at Lin Ziyu.
"I'll come. Han Xin couldn't hold back any longer, his anger was burning, his killing intent was awe-inspiring, and he really wanted to kill Wei Hou ten thousand times at this moment.
This time, Lin Ziyu didn't stop him, this kind of killing is really annihilating human nature, but what can he do?
Han Xin roared angrily, his long hair fluttered, and he killed Wei Hou like a god and a demon.
However, a terrible scene was presented, the latter raised his hand, weighing hundreds of millions of pounds, as if an immortal Mount Tai pressed down.
Such a power, such a strength, is not something that Han Xin can resist at all.
There was a loud bang, echoing in the sky, and that terrible big hand pressed Han Xin's whole person down, and his body collapsed like a deep earth.
In the distance, countless Wuji disciples were suffocated, and fear was pervasive.
Not long ago, Han Xin blocked the three kings alone, and he also fought back, with an amazing record, but when he fought against Wei Hou, he couldn't withstand the opponent's move.
How terrible is that?
The situation seems to be even more serious, the enemy is strong and I am weak, if they really want to enter here, who else can stop these people in Wuji?
In the distant sky, the cultivators who had already fled far, far away, inadvertently turned around, but saw such an amazing scene.
Escape.
All the surviving cultivators only had one such word in their minds.
Infinite depths, inside the palace.
Li Pu's breath in his body was chaotic, signs of life loomed, and his soul was still silent, like a dead mustard.
The four elders all showed anxiety, a long time had passed, and the power of the Soul Restoration Grass was about to dissipate soon, but they could not do anything about it, they could only watch this scene.
What to do?
What else can they do?
The atmosphere in the palace was oppressive and precipitating.
"By the way, we can invite that senior. Li San paused, as if he remembered something.
Hearing this, the three of them looked at him at the same time, all with doubts.
"When the Holy Land was reopened, a supreme being came here, and he ended up sleeping in the depths of the Holy Land. Li San said, and without waiting for everyone to react, he quickly walked out.
"Didn't he say that he didn't have much to do? Li Si came back to his senses.
"Mighty Skywalker, a predecessor from 10,000 years ago... Maybe he has a way. โ
"There is not much life to live ... We had no choice but to ask him out. Only then did the elders remember that there was such a person.
Li San stepped into the depths, where Zhongshan was beautiful, the ancient trees reached the sky, and the green vines were swirling, and at a glance, there was life everywhere.
In the middle of the mountain range, there is such a lakeside, the water of the lake is crystal clear, turquoise and rippling, and there is a thatched house on the edge of the lake.
Li Sanyi stepped into here, and the heavens and the earth suddenly changed, and the terrifying power rumbled out, enveloping the surroundings.
It's a formation.
It was originally arranged in order to prevent outsiders from disturbing Mu Chen, and this formation was only known to larks and Mu Chen.
After touching the formation, Li San's face changed greatly, and then he remembered the existence of the formation.
"Seniors. Li San exclaimed, his voice was like thunder, and he entered the thatched house, trying to carry out Mu Chen.
"You.. Is there something?" Mu Chen seemed to be awakened, and with a wave of his hand, he suppressed the riot formation, and a low and hoarse voice came out.
"There's no time, come with me. Li San was anxious and immediately turned around.
Inside the thatched house, Mu Chen was silent for a moment, his divine sense spread out, enveloping the entire Wuji, in just a moment, he understood a lot, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.
A few minutes later, Li San returned here.
Inside the palace, the three elders looked at him at the same time.
"Wake up. Li San raised his head.
"Soul Rejuvenation Grass?" Mu Chen, who was shrouded by the vast power of death, walked step by step, he walked very hard, and it seemed that he was about to fall.
In the end, he stepped into the palace and came here, under the ancient armor, a pair of empty eyes stared at Li Pu.
"A wisp of essence blood. . . Cursed power. Mu Chen whispered, revealing solemnity.
"How's it going, senior, Holy Lord, he..." Li San stared at him closely.
"The three forces contradict each other, completely canceling out the effect of the Soul Returning Grass, for a long time, he Zhihai can't absorb the power of the Soul Returning Grass, once the power dissipates, there will be no possibility of recovery. Li Si explained.
"Don't talk, let the seniors think. Li Wu swept over.
"There is no solution. Mu Chen shook his head, and his tone sank a little.
"How could it be?" several elders said in unison, their faces pale.
"That wisp of essence blood is not simple, it contains great divine might, it is absorbing all the power, including the power of the curse, and after a long time, it will suppress all the power. Mu Chen spoke.
"But as time passes, the power of the Soul Restoration Grass has also dissipated!" Li Si opened his eyes wide.
"I know, it's up to him to make it. Mu Chen shook his head: "If he can fuse that wisp of essence blood, this will be his greatest creation." โ
He was shocked in his heart, because that wisp of essence blood was too terrifying, and it was filled with amazing divine power, which he had never felt before.
Moreover, the essence blood is rooted in his body, which seems to be a kind of recognition, and what awaits will be a fusion, and it will also be a creation of Li Pu.
"What kind of essence blood is so terrifying?" The fourth elder stared at Li Pu with a deep gaze.
"I don't know, but I feel extraordinary, not ordinary... Once fused, he will be turned upside down. Mu Chen said seriously.
"How long?" Li San asked subconsciously.
"Maybe soon, maybe for a long time.." Mu Chen thought for a while: "The fast time may only take one day, and if it is long, it may not be able to be fused in a lifetime." โ
Hearing this, the four of them were shocked.
"You guys go out first!" Mu Chen sighed softly.
The four of them paused, looked at him, and then at Li Pu, and didn't say anything after all.
Soon, the palace was silent, and only two figures remained.
"If it's the essence blood of that existence, this will be your greatest creation, cherish it!" Mu Chen said to himself, and he smiled.
The vast power of death in his body overwhelmed his whole person, he was motionless, the life force in his body was dissipating, as if the light veil met the wind.
"Rain King, I'm leaving. โ
"Brothers, wait for me, I'm coming. โ
"Ten thousand years have passed, and after all, it will pass, no one can be immortal, I am tired. โ
"Just let me, bloom one last time!" Mu Chen smiled, he walked over step by step, in the process, a powerful life force burst out from his body, and the vast sea of qi that belonged to him was also exploding, and the blood red color bloomed like a rising sun, and in an instant, it illuminated the entire palace.
The elders who had already passed away, as if they felt something, their steps stopped, and they looked back...