High in the abyss, in the colorful river, all the quasi-saint masters summoned the divine body and bloodline vision, and with their powerful talents, they bathed and absorbed the holy thoughts and the true qi of the saints, broke the holy gate, and entered the holy realm.

Once sanctified, he should be the strongest group of saints in this generation and even after this martial arts flourish! Standing out from thousands of quasi-saints, the terrifying and immortal slashing is their symbol!

However, among these people, Su Miaojin's Nine Desolation Holy Body, Li Chunyuan's True Martial God Body, Jiang Wudaunt's Barbarian Witch Holy Body, Zhao Tong'er's Innate Spirit Body, Yingsi People's Heavenly Demon Bloodline, Jiang Nuying's Innate Dao Body, Zhi Feiyan's Gu Immortal Flying Dome Bloodline, Cui Ying'er, and so on are the most powerful!

It is said that in the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago, people with any kind of divine body and bloodline were the only one out of tens of millions of people, and their cultivation was ten or a hundred times faster than ordinary people, and it was these people who relied on killing foreign races!

However, there is never a shortage of smart people in the world, in order to fight against all races, there is no can also be hard-made, such as laying down a monstrous formation, forcibly gathering the babies of the major races, and the accumulation of long years has long been rotten on the street, everyone has it, and there is no obvious difference between high and low.

However, the divine bloodline of Su Miaojin and these people is among the top three in the world, extremely strong!

At this moment, with the vision of the blood of the divine body, the crazy gathering of holy thoughts and true qi is in stark contrast to the trembling of others!

Among them, Xin Zhuo was the most unbearable, resisting with his mortal body, and his whole body trembled violently.

"Sindra does not have the qualifications and medium to become a saint, and cannot be sanctified."

"If you can't be sanctified, you will naturally die!"

Countless warriors have reached a consensus, thinking of the rumors of Xin Zhuo over the years, they can't help but sigh, that is, the combat power is unparalleled, the leader in the same realm, the amazing talent, how ironic is it to be so restrained when entering the saint?

"Senior Brother ......"

Gongsun Li's face was as white as paper, if the junior brother could not become holy and died here, the master was indeed gone, what should he do alone......

The faces of the group of great sages were obscure, but a trace of complexity flashed in Jiang Wen's eyes, and he closed his eyes and stopped looking.

Time passes slowly.

An hour.

Two hours.

……

One day.

Two days.

……

Sixteen days.

……

The tens of thousands of warriors present, all of whom were Bigu generations, were settled once for several months, so they naturally did not feel irritated, and they needed to witness the appearance of these so-called strongest saints.

Until the forty-fourth day, a person suddenly flew out of the colorful river, and was directly ejected into the abyss in the sky, and arrived under the roots of the fortress-like tree in the sky.

The body is glowing with a hazy colorful glow, with a hidden fragrance and flower shadows on the ground, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

It's a pity that the aura of the Holy Realm is not pure.

False saints!

Although it is a false saint, it is much stronger than ordinary false saints, and there is no danger of life.

The man looked up with nostalgia, then landed on the ground and bowed around.

Tens of thousands of warriors were in a complicated mood, bowed their heads slightly, and continued to look upwards without blinking.

The next moment,

"Woo Woo ......"

One after another, warriors were ejected into the colorful river and fell down, all of them were pseudo-saints!

Three, four...... Eighteen ...... Thirty-six ...... Fifty-one...... Seventy-nine ...... One hundred and thirty ...... Four hundred and seventy-three ...... Five hundred and eighty ......

There are 580 pseudo-saints, each with regret, regret, and nostalgia on their faces, and they are helpless to give gifts.

And in the colorful river, there are only thirty-nine people left!

At this time, Su Miaojin, Li Chunyuan, Jiang Wuxing, Yingsiren, Zhao Tong'er, Jiang Nuying, Cui Ying'er and others were flooded with colorful glow on their bodies at the same time, dazzling, intense, and rich in fragrance, and fell pieces of golden lotus, lotus, spirit flower, and Ganoderma lucidum......

There are faint dragon and phoenix phantoms, four elephant phantoms and spiritual objects phantoms, bowing and worshipping!

"Sanctify on the ground!"

"The innate beings who are introduced to worship!"

"Such a saint!"

The tens of thousands of warriors who had been waiting below for a long time finally made a sensation, and they stood up one after another, their faces showing joy, and they bowed their hands.

It is a group of great saints who are also slightly bowed, full of relief, this is the last "Holy Coming from the Abyss", every true saint is a baby pimple, this time there are more than ten people, it is already a blessing!

However, fortunately, it is only the beginning, almost when countless people below have just sighed, the colorful glow above is once again filled with a long river, the fragrance is rich, and the lotus and lotus flowers fall densely......

The True Saint has reappeared!

One, two......

In the next hour, more than 20 True Saints appeared one after another!

In other words, after the five hundred and eighty false saints were released, all the remaining people were sanctified on the spot!

This is simply something that has never happened before, the luck of Donghua Mingyu, and the luck of the human race!

That Chen Wentian laughed loudly: "You guys accept it, my disciples Si Qingluo and Si Wu are two true saints!" ”

Ye Feiying also smiled: "There are five of the old man's subordinates!" ”

"Three!" Ji Fengyu shook his head, quite emotional, but the smile in his eyes couldn't hide it.

Jiang Wen also rarely brushed his beard and said: "Seven! Concession! ”

"It's too much!"

The great saints made jokes, and they were all in a comfortable mood, these thirty-eight true saints were basically all from their families, what reason was there to be unhappy?

And Su Miaojin and the others, who were the first to be sanctified, have continued to go to the high altitude to receive further baptism and reach the True Yuan Saint, this is the only baptism that can only be found after sanctification, even if it is not in this "holy abyss", retreat in other places, it is the same, the method is different!

The saint is definitely a threshold of transcendence, and the true yuan saint can go further than the path of the true saint!

Just when the tens of thousands of martial arts masters below were cheering, someone suddenly realized that something was wrong! In the colorful river, there was still a person sitting, with no momentum fluctuations on his body, and no struggle, as if he was asleep!

Sindra !

He's been forgotten these days, so why is he's still there?

That is, it is not hypocritical, it is not sanctified, it is not reasonable!

What's he doing?

A group of great sages stopped joking, and the Great Sage who was trapped in the sea asked the sky to brush his beard and asked the group of pseudo-saints who were bounced down: "Do you know what that Xin Zhuo is doing?"

Gongsun Li, who had been in a nervous mood and was restless, immediately looked at it.

Even Jiang Wen frowned and looked over.

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked, I saw that the faces of the five hundred and eighty pseudo-saints changed in unison.

Hua Que'er of the Qihuang Medical Sect also came to participate in this sanctification, but his qualifications were limited, and he was just a pseudo-saint, so he took the lead and said: "Xin Zhuo is weird, this guy is really weird, I can't see what he's doing down there, but we know very well that the holy thoughts and saint true qi in the colorful long river, if they are divided into ten realms, he alone occupies five realms!"

Another pseudo-saint master also said: "He seems to have the divine body and bloodline vision of all of us, but it seems that he doesn't, the junior really can't tell what he's doing, but it's true, he accounts for half of it!"

The two of them were excited and exaggerated, and the rest of the pseudo-saints were the same, no wonder they were already among the saints but they were so unstable, it was really too weird that scene, this violated the rules of quasi-saint sanctification!

There was silence on all sides.

After a while, the Bauhinia Holy Land Destroyer waved his sleeves: "Nonsense, how can it be so reasonable?" Is he a demon? ”

Chen Wentian also frowned and said, "This is ridiculous! Let's take it into detail. ”

A hint of hesitation also flashed in Jiang Wen's eyes.

Hua Que'er and a group of pseudo-saints immediately saluted: "I can't tell what the reason is, but it's true, this person is close to a demon, no accident, it is not difficult to become holy, he may be ...... The first man in history to be sanctified by mortal bodies! ”

Seeing that a group of quasi-saints were so solemn, no one spoke in all directions, and I didn't know how to say it.

At this moment, the colorful river in the "high-altitude abyss" suddenly shrank violently, and went straight to Xin Zhuo who was sitting cross-legged with a tiger swallowing it.

And Xin Zhuo suddenly stood up, waving his sleeves heavily, the filth, Shen Ke, and mortal breath on his body were gone, and his whole body was white and flawless, with a brilliant nine-colored glow, and sixteen kinds of petals and spiritual objects such as lotus, lotus, Fusang, and koi were fluttering and dense, and the fragrance was overwhelming.

Immediately after that, thirty-seven kinds of living beings are phantom, rising and falling, and worshipping.

The terrifying true holy aura can also be felt even below the ten thousand feet!

If it is really a mortal body into holiness, it has never been seen in eternity!

Nine-colored saints, unprecedented!

The purity of the breath is incomparable!

"This ......"

The tens of thousands of martial artists below, including dozens of great sages, stood up one after another, their faces showing shock.

This kind of saint, they don't understand either!

Jiang Wen's face also changed slightly, and the index finger of his right hand trembled slightly.

That Gongsun Li was even more demented and speechless for a long time.

……

High in the abyss.

Xin Zhuo felt the majestic power of the sea in his body, a completely different power, this was a completely different realm from the quasi-saint and the cultivation below!

Even if it is pointed out, crushing a city for hundreds of miles, and shocking and killing millions of living beings, it is just like picking up something!

Immaculate! Innocent! Mind to heart!

Infinite fit with heaven and earth!

Fly away, one step and a thousand miles, just wait!

If it is said that the power used before was only brute force, the power now mastered is already above the underground and the world!

No wonder it is said that "if you don't enter the holy realm, you will be ants after all", the gap is too big!

And the reason why he was able to break the problem of mortal bodies being unable to enter the sainthood and being rejected was that when he was in danger, he boldly made an experiment -

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