Chapter 162 Fighting Alone to Ascend to the Sun
On the old man's body, four holes of flesh and blood appeared, and the high temperature attached to the lightsaber not only completely wiped out the thunder and lightning attribute in the old man's body protection qi, but also burned a circle of tissues around the wound to blacken, and the huge penetrating force contained in the lightsaber itself directly penetrated the old man's body. The heat of the light is not as fierce and fierce as the heat of the flame, it can only scorch the flesh and bones around the wound, but there is no way to completely sinter the blood vessels, which causes a large amount of blood to spurt out of the four burnt holes on the old man's body, and the blood spurts out of the body, and there are boiling bubbles, and the high temperature contained in the lightsaber is not one degree Celsius lower than the most powerful thunder wind.
The old man of Shengyang suddenly moved sideways without saying a word, and was able to avoid the remaining four terrifying lightsabers that looked like bone-piercing awls, and then gritted his teeth, turned around and fled silently, and the six lightsabers were castrated, piercing the wall on one side of the passage fiercely, and disappearing on the other side of the thick wall. Silver dust finally landed at this moment, looking at the back of the old man fleeing in the wilderness, a malicious light appeared in his eyes.
As the old man of Shengyang ran, clusters of golden-red flames came out of the golden-red robe on his body, and a warm aroma like an intoxicating fragrance spread, and at the same time, both the holes in the robe and the holes in the old man's body were being filled at great speed, as if the body of the Shengyang Master was not flesh and blood but plasticine, and it returned to normal in a few breaths, but the Shengyang Master was still fleeing in embarrassment, and he was not even in the mood to turn around and shout and abuse.
The moment Yinchen made a move, his strength was exposed, he was usually a poor child with no cultivation, but as soon as he made a move, whether it was the magic array expanding in his palm or the surging light elements around him, his cultivation was exposed.
As soon as he became an old man, he immediately understood that this silver-haired boy had obtained great benefits in the secret realm! At this time, he was far superior to the old man himself in terms of cultivation and even luck, so what else would he fight, hurry up! The Venerable Shengyang didn't want to die in such a ghost place for no reason.
Recovering from his injuries, he suddenly sped up, but the silver dust behind him was even faster than him.
As soon as the white shadow flashed, the silver dust appeared behind the old man, the distance between them was very subtle, it was two feet three feet and one and a half inches that were killed that day, it looked very close, but the old man just couldn't reach it!
The old man Shengyang didn't turn around, because it was useless, he knew that this silver-haired boy could kill almost all the monks in the world by relying on his exaggerated attack distance. At this time, turning around and fighting him was definitely an act of death, and it may have been that the moment the old man turned around, a lightsaber pierced his chest directly.
The Venerable Master of the Rising Sun had a choice at this time, running fast with his head bored, and at the same time exerting his ability to listen to the wind, sensing the direction and speed of the lightsaber behind him according to the flow of the surrounding air, and delaying time with a sideways flash, the old man thought so, and his feet naturally increased his speed, and his body was slowly wrapped with fine green electric light, exerting his speed to the extreme.
Yinchen did not attack rashly, but followed the old man to "flee" quickly, he didn't even make a move, and his small body hung more than two feet behind the old man, not approaching, not far away, not attacking, not retreating, it was like a haunting demon that could not be shaken off. Silver Dust clearly felt that the elemental compensation in his body was rapidly fading, and as his strength grew, perhaps even with age, his hedging physique slowly matured, and the accumulation and regression of elemental compensation became faster and faster, while the ability to polarize and flip the elements became more and more inhuman.
In the realm of the Holy Magister, he can even launch the two systems of ice and fire and the two systems of light and darkness at the same time, that is to say, he can launch four systems of magic at the same time, instead of using the four systems of magic in rotation as before.
What exactly has changed in the silver dust, the Venerable Shengyang doesn't know, and he doesn't have the time to think about it, at this time, he can't do anything other than flee for his life in embarrassment. Annihilating the people of the Demon Pavilion, then you have to live first.
The Rising Sun Master ran in front, and Silver Dust followed. He wasn't [chasing] the Ascending Sun Venerable at all, because his speed was actually faster than that of the old man, and faster than the Divine Skill cultivators of the Wind and Thunder Department.
The two of them kept running like this, and after a full hour, the Rising Sun came to a halt, and the environment around them was still an endless corridor lit with kerosene lamps.
"Didn't you rush out of the underground palace? There's no value in keeping you. Silver Dust's cold voice came from behind, causing the Venerable Rising Sun to turn around while coughing violently. "Evil obstacles! Don't be complacent! We have already had a new head on the throne! The people of the Ascending Sun Sect can't finish killing, and you Demon Pavilion, don't think about stopping one day!" The Rising Sun Master breathed for several minutes before he calmed down, and let out the most vicious curse he could send in his life, Silver Dust had been standing two feet away in front of him and watching him, as if he had infinite patience, waiting for him to catch his breath, waiting for him to finish the curse like his last words.
Silver Dust slowly raised his hand, and there was a cold killing intent in his pure silver pupils: "If you want to kill me, then whoever you are, you have to die, there is no need to discuss." As for your Ascending Sun Sect? I don't care. The Demon Power Pavilion is so big, and there are so many masters, maybe before I can tell your words to the elders in the sect, your precious Ascending Sun Sect will say goodbye to the world. ”
"You !......" The old man of Shengyang was directly angry, Yinchen's words were really revealing his scars, what the Shengyang faction lacked most compared to the Demon Pavilion, that is, power and heritage. The Shengyang faction is a sect established by the old man of Shengyang himself, only a few decades before and after, and the people of the sect say that it is only three or five hundred after breaking the sky, but the Demon Wei Pavilion is said to be a super gate sect born at the same time as Hanshan Temple, and its history is older than that of the Divine Sword Gate.
When the old man Shengyang said these words, he just wanted to scare Yinchen like a child. He saw that Yinchen was so small, he was afraid that he would not have any status in the Demon Pavilion, and he definitely did not dare to provoke a huge Ascending Yang Sect to take responsibility for his impulsiveness, so he would be threatened by the old man's words, and let the old man leave with a mouse. The old man of Shengyang's hand to threaten the enemy with the sect behind him has been tried and tested repeatedly in the past ten years, invincible, not to mention others, it is the Demon Killing Sect, the disciples of the "Demon Dao Great Sect" like the Demon Realm Gate, will be frightened by his hand, after all, the young monks of the Demon Dao who do not really grasp the power of the sect, no one wants to be a mad dog like the Shengyang Sect.
It's a pity that he didn't scare Yinchen, but was frightened by Yinchen's fluttering words like scaring a child. The old man of Shengyang only remembered at this time, the behemoth of the Demon Wei Pavilion would not care about the Rising Yang Sect! Just like the Divine Sword Sect would not care about the Demon Killing Sect.