"Good!"

When Xin Zhuo said this word, there was no emotional fluctuation, but you could hear his seriousness, it was a kind of affirmation without fancy and absolute determination.

He and Bai Liuyun are two small realms apart, and after this person's "Saint King Well Secret Realm", he will sit on the quasi-saint life and death pass without accident.

The gap between the two small realms of the Yuan Extreme Realm is not too big, but there is also the distance from the first decay to the fifth decay of the five decays of heaven and man!

It's just that Bai Liuyun's origin power is the first level, and his is the Yuan level, a level of contrast, he has ten times the strength and true qi of the same realm, so he should be a little sure.

This person chased and killed all the way like a fly, and he was a clay man with three points of fire.

"Whew-"

The momentum of the Yuanji Seven Forests was fully opened, and the mental method was operated to the extreme, and the wind howled within a radius of hundreds of zhang, rolling up the frost in the sky.

"Yes, very!"

Bai Liuyun showed a relieved smile on his face, and then he also looked cold, the momentum of Yuanji Jiulin climbed to the extreme, he was not a great person, he knew that Xin Zhuo was by no means an ordinary Yuanji, but he had a strong self-confidence, this battle can solve the knot, a battle will be won, and if it wins, it will be a quasi-saint.

"Hanging Treasure Treasure, Devouring the Nine Apertures!"

He patted his waist, and the crystal jade gourd flashed to the top of Xin Zhuo's head, shooting down the dense clear qi, which could directly capture Xin Zhuo's spirit through Xin Zhuo's nine orifices.

And his robe was flying, holding a red blood sword, the martial pole holy soldier, the terrifying holy power blessing, the whole person was like a wild beast, and his eyes were even sharper and gloomy, like a rainbow pouring into the moon, and went straight to Xin Zhuo's waist and abdomen to kill.

However, the moment Xin Zhuo aimed at him at the mouth of the gourd, his body shook strangely, turning into two hundred galloping horses.

The gourd lost its target.

That Bai Liuyun also lost his goal, but he was not surprised at all, in the middle of the way, he forcibly stopped his figure, made a seal with two fingers on his left hand, and said something in his mouth: "...... Divide! ”

He also turned into two hundred figures.

Two hundred figures collided wildly with two hundred horses.

"Dangdangdang......"

In the violent explosion, two hundred horses merged into one figure, and two hundred figures also merged into one.

"Dang!"

The two holy soldiers collided, and the surrounding air tore countless heart-pounding cracks, and then there was an earth-shattering explosion, and the surrounding ice was overwhelmed and "creaked" and cracked countless openings.

More than a dozen Yuanji masters who were watching from a distance turned pale, and immediately took off and flew back.

But I saw the two figures in the air collide again and again, and suddenly they reached three miles to the south, five miles to the north, and suddenly to the high air.

Icebergs and snow hills from far and near burst out one after another, and the gloomy clouds in the sky quickly rolled up because of the aftermath of the collision between the two Yuanji masters.

A moment later, the two figures parted, their long hair disheveled and their clothes torn.

It's just that the mouth of the white flowing cloud tiger exploded, it was difficult to breathe, and his face was hideous.

Grabbing his right hand, the gourd suddenly flew again, and he looked at Xin Zhuo.

Immediately, there were words, and a bronze mirror in the cuff flew into the air, facing Xin Zhuo, shooting countless arrows, as fast as the wind, just appeared, and the next breath reached Xin Zhuo's eyebrows.

However, Xin Zhuo suddenly lost his trace strangely, and when he reappeared, he was above the gourd and the treasure mirror, and his hands were sealed: "Cao Tian Ge Immortal was received by the rhino armor, and the spirit blade hub was short-armed, array!"

"Hum—"

There were large ripples in the sky, and a piece of golden-armored immortal-clothed people drove a row of golden horse chariots, waving spears, as if they had shuttled from the ages, killing and sinister.

"Boom!"

The gourd and the treasure mirror were shaken and flew, staggering and falling.

However, although Bai Liuyun once again lost the opportunity to shock and kill, he was still not surprised, the person had already reached mid-air, carrying his left hand, and the martial pole saint soldier in his right hand pointed to the sky, his face was indescribably calm, his eyes were locked on Xin Zhuo, and his voice was like thunder: "Xin Zhuo, you and I will divide life and death with one sword, and break the army to attack the immortals!"

The vision of the god body behind it appeared instantly, it was a three-color dragon the size of a thousand zhang, the dragon's head was in the sky, the dragon's tail swept the earth, and a pair of dragon eyes looked down coldly at the common people.

A flying eagle descended from the sky and turned into the purest advanced origin between heaven and earth.

People are like gods and demons, slashed with a sword.

The army breaker is also known as shaking the light, and "breaking the army to attack the immortals" is the end of the Big Dipper Holy Land, and the secret of the shaking light holy land is not transmitted.

The surrounding three hundred miles of ice and snow mountains and rivers shook violently, and a Tianque giant sword, as if breaking the heavenly dome, slashed at Xin Zhuo on the head.

The wind is howling, the ice and snow are flying, and the sword is terrifying, which makes people's hearts palpitate.

The dozen or so Yuanji masters not far away again fled again, and the dense warriors in the distance came when they heard the sound, and they were all shocked when they saw this scene.

Xin Zhuo admitted that he underestimated the determination and madness of the martial artists in this world, and Bai Liuyun's heart was too deep because of the matter of the mirror.

He looked at the giant sword that made his heart tremble, he couldn't dodge, he couldn't dodge, he didn't think about dodging, the momentum of the Yuanji Seven Forests rose rapidly, and the "Cold Moon" in his hand slashed out a sword.

【Heaven, Earth and Man Dynasty Sect】

Yuan-level nine-headed Pixiu origin blessing!

Yuan-level three-headed, six-armed hundred grass boy origin blessing!

"Hum—"

A large number of people worshipped in a trance on the ground.

Mountains and rivers in the distance are worshipped.

The sky also appeared like the shadow of an immortal worshipping.

"Woo Woo ......"

In the distance, hundreds of warriors flew out on their own with their swords.

"Woo ......"

Countless remnant swords also flew out of the ice in all directions.

Combined into 100,000, he rolled up the aura of the ancient sword cultivation and faced the giant sword.

A heavenly greatsword.

One hundred thousand swords.

The dense sound of swords resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The hundreds of warriors watching from a distance couldn't help but cover their ears, their bodies swaying, and their eyes were in a trance.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw that the giant sword and the 100,000 sword disappeared at the same time.

The white cloud spat blood from its mouth and crumbled.

Immediately, a figure and the crescent moon flashed by.

A bleak hot blood stained the broken ice.

"I ...... Lost ......"

Bai Liuyun chuckled, spitting out a large amount of brown blood from his mouth, he finally understood why Xin Zhuo was so famous, why he could not be killed, although this person was only the Yuanji Seven Forests, he had already reached the realm of the Yuanji Nine Forests, ten times the strength, ten times the true qi, and where did he come from the two Yuan-level origins, Ji? Did Ji take it out?

"Admit it if you lose!"

Xin Zhuo's long sword was slashed horizontally, and Bai Liuyun's head flew high, falling heavily into the snow cave with loss and pain.

Xin Zhuo no longer hesitated, struck the ice and snow with his sword to bury Bai Liuyun's body, grabbed the gourd and treasure mirror not far away, and went straight into the distance, but halfway through, he suddenly waved his hand and grabbed it: "Collect!"

Under the mountain peak, more than 200 ownerless heaven and earth origins roared in, burrowing into the Mochizuki Well in the blink of an eye.

Until Xin Zhuo had been gone for a long time, hundreds of martial artists in the distance were still sluggish, unable to return to their senses.

The Holy Son on the Holy Land, the master who was about to enter the quasi-saint, was beheaded here by the Great Qiandifu.

The first war was not long, but it was remembered by many people for a long time.

"Wow......"

At this moment, several figures fell to the ground, it was Bai Xuance and the others, their eyes glanced at Bai Liuyun's corpse, and their eyelids jumped slightly.

Xin Zhuo, this kid...... Do you have the strength to kill the superior son?

……

"Poof—"

The seven fanged demons of the Heaven and Man Five Decay Realm fell heavily to the ground, turning into seventy primeval true qi in the blink of an eye.

Xin Zhuo stood quietly and absorbed it all, and then buried a pair of pretty mother and daughter warriors on the side, this mother and son are definitely shrewd and warlike people, but unfortunately only in the Lingtai Realm, they were killed by seven heavenly and human "monsters".

He took out a jug of wine from the "Mochizuki bag", poured a sip, and looked at the place where he had come from.

It's been a day since Bai Liuyun was killed.

He carefully recalled Bai Liuyun's strength, to be honest, this person was the stronger person he had met over the years, not only because of his high realm, but also because he was stronger than ordinary masters of the same realm, and he was cultivated by the Holy Land since he was a child, martial arts, fighting, talent, and treasures were all first-class.

Although he hasn't done his best yet, a person like Bai Liuyun, the two of them do it together, and I'm afraid that it will be enough.

And he could expect that Jiang Yugui, Bai Hence, and several quasi-saints were looking for themselves.

He needs to improve his strength as soon as possible in order to have any hope of survival.

The fusion degree of the Nine Shadows and Hundred Feet Ice has reached [25/100].

Xiu Wei is still some distance away from the Yuanji Eight Forests.

Fusion of those more than 200 origins? I can't take care of it for the time being.

His entire attention was on the other place that Sun Kongkong had said, where there were seven hundred and ninety masterless origins.

After chatting with Sun Kong some time ago, it can be analyzed that these origins are almost all the origin power in one organ of this holy king, and it stands to reason that it will take at least hundreds of years to open the "Holy King's Well" more than a dozen times before it can be scavenged. But he Xin Zhuo is going to loot it all this time, and then hide and melt together.

Not surprisingly, about sixty miles ahead of this place is that place, but it's just ...... Even here, you can feel a dense and majestic True Qi lingering, which is the aura of at least a hundred people entering the meditation and cultivation together.

In other words, it is likely that someone has discovered it, and it is more than a hundred people who work together to collect and fuse the origin.

It made him feel like blood was dripping from his heart.

But he must not rush over and drive them all away, as he did before.

Can't beat it!

Those who can fuse the origin are naturally Yuanji masters, although there are so many Yuanji masters who have emerged out of nowhere, but with their eyes, they also know that most of this base and strength should be under the Holy Land Cave Heaven and even the Jiang family, this is a monstrous force, even if it is a quasi-saint, you have to weigh it.

Therefore, he had to think of a way not to be beaten by the group, and to quietly "steal" all the origins.

(End of chapter)