Under countless glances, Xin Zhuo did make a move, and his hand moved......

Pointing to the nearest dried corpse, a wisp of nine-colored true qi came out of the body, and the dried corpse immediately changed, and the killing intent and fierce aura in the body became a little stronger.

He immediately retracted his true qi, concocted it in the same way, and pointed at the second corpse, and the second dried corpse was also immediately violent.

He gave up the attack, waved his sleeves, and walked lightly towards the first dried corpse, just stepping into the range of the huge leaves, the dried corpse condensed with terrifying killing intent, and pounced like a vast ocean.

Sindra withdrew from the range of leaves and thought for a moment.

These dried corpses are strong when they are strong! And entering the leaves is like blasphemy, strong and strong!

Now there is only a third option left, prostration?

He looked at the Trapping Sea Pavilion building under the endless abyss below, and vaguely saw that Su Miaojin and those people had already fallen, and they were being surrounded by countless martial artists to congratulate them, but they turned a deaf ear and looked up for the first time, with palpitations and complicated emotions.

Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, then pointed out again, the true qi transformed into a human form, kneeling in front of the dried corpse on a leaf, who expected that the dry corpse was even more "angry", and instantly destroyed the true qi human form!

Xin Zhuo smiled.

Su Miaojin's group of people are all smart people, a group of old yin.

The dried corpses on these leaves are a group of extreme saints who fought the heavens and the earth in ancient times, all of them are "Xuanyuan saints" in the eyes of later generations, they are very good at killing, and they are much stronger than the saints of later generations.

Not only are they strong when they are strong, but they are humble and prostrate, and they will also kill you.

After all, saints are not to grovel!

When Su Miaojin and the others approached, they actually knew that they couldn't do anything, so they would fight and quit.

So, there are only two ways left: sacrifice the spirit or forcibly break it!

Before entering the abyss, Mochizuki Well had already reminded "forcibly", that is, even if it was a sacrifice, it could only be surrendered.

It seems that there is only one way-

……

Below, on the palace of "Trapped in the Sky Sea", Chen Wentian, Jiang Wen, Ji Fengyu, Zhao Chunqiu, Ye Feiying and others had already recruited more than a dozen "True Yuan Sages" such as Su Miaojin to the front, and the more they looked at it, the more satisfied they became, and the more they looked at it, the more happy they became.

At first, he was encouraged and praised, and then the Chen Wentian Ancestor looked at the high abyss in the sky, and asked: "This Holy Realm is definitely a holy place to enter the realm of saints, and it is already much stronger than ordinary saints to achieve True Yuan Saints.

Yuan, Shouye, this Xuanyuan Sage, is stronger.

The sky is too far away, and we can't observe it carefully, do you know if that Xin Zhuo has the ability to achieve Xuanyuan Zhenren? ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire "Trap Sea" was silent in all directions, and all the warriors looked over.

Jiang Wuxing and the others also flew over and listened closely.

Gongsun Li also nervously approached.

"Ask the Great Sage!"

The Ying Clan Win Si people pondered for a moment and replied seriously: "On those leaves, there are ancient extreme saint corpses!" ”

"This ......"

Hearing this, there was a restlessness all around, and from their point of view, it was impossible to see clearly.

Ye Feiying took a deep breath and said, "The ancient sages dried up the corpses, even if they have been dead for many years, the holy rhyme is especially there, no wonder!" ”

The Yingsi people continued: "If you want to reach the Xuanyuan Saints, you must be recognized by these Ancient Extreme Dao Saints, and they will give them the inheritance, and if you want to be recognized by them, you must defeat their Holy Intent, Martial Arts, Divine Powers, or the two sides will tie!" ”

On the side, Li Chunyuan smiled bitterly: "Not to mention that we don't know anything about their methods, even if we are familiar with them, we have just entered the sainthood, and the realm is not yet stable, how can we be the opponent of the ancient Extreme Dao saint who dares to fight with immortals?" Three against one, you may not be able to win!!

Therefore, this Xuanyuan Sage, you can't enter, it's better not to enter! ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden exclamation from all around.

Everyone immediately looked at the abyss in the sky, only to see that Xin Zhuozhen. Move, forcibly attack the ancient extreme saint on the first dead leaf.

Everyone concentrates and looks carefully, success or failure is in an instant!

I saw Xin Zhuo flying in the air, and his whole body was filled with nine-colored true qi, which was thick and majestic and extremely murderous, and it was more than one step stronger than Su Miaojin's twelve "True Yuan Saints".

Not only that, but the three red suns appeared behind him, like the merit wheel of the gods and Buddhas, with a little finger, the "supreme dao pattern" Qingguang Dasheng!

The quasi-saint on the withered leaves also rolled up a violent extreme killing intent, and counterattacked and killed with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

"Hum—"

High in the abyss, a brilliant true aura burst out, rioting endlessly, even if it was tens of thousands of feet away, there was still a trace of terrifying wind and pressure.

And then I couldn't see anything clearly!

Everyone's hearts tugged at each other, silently waiting for the result.

After a moment, the brilliance dissipated, and Xin Zhuo did not fall.

"Boom ......"

At the top of the entire "Trap in the Sea of Space" palace, tens of thousands of warriors are almost crazy.

"It's done!"

"An unprecedented mortal Xuanyuan saint!"

"Xin Zhuo, amazingly talented, destined to be famous and praised by the world!"

There was a ridicule in all directions, and countless faces showed an indescribable red glow, which was more exciting than marrying a daughter-in-law and becoming an emperor.

It doesn't matter what Xin Zhuo's past is!

"Uh......"

That Jiang Wuxing's eyes blinked, and he subconsciously scratched his nose, revealing a trace of horror in the depths of his eyes, he didn't have to doubt how strong Xin Zhuo was, Ye Miaojin, Zhao Tong'er, the perverts of the Heaven and Earth Divine Water, and the Lord of Divine Fire, they couldn't withstand a single move, Xin Zhuo became it, it can be seen.

"...... Xinzhuo"

Su Miaojin's group of people were in a state of flux, their faces were complicated to the extreme, and the kid back then was pressing on everyone's heads step by step.

Only a group of great sages glanced at each other, their brows furrowed.

Xin Zhuo's strength is not necessarily stronger than that of the Extreme Saint, but he has become, what is the explanation?

“…… No matter what, he became, this son turned out to be a white-clothed saint king Jiang Taibai and a figure like a saint of the Southern Heavens! ”

Chen Wentian Dasheng and the others sighed with emotion, their eyes were faintly happy, and their faces did not hide their eagerness to try.

That Jiang Wen's face turned pale, as if he hesitated, hesitated, put it down, relieved, the ghost knew how his heart changed, and finally chuckled: "This son ......"

Before he finished speaking, the bearded "True Saint" in the distance exclaimed, "Is Xin Zhuo crazy?" What is this doing? ”

Everyone looked again, only to see Xin Zhuo in the high abyss, defeating the Extreme Dao Saint on the first huge leaf, and did not choose to sit cross-legged, receive inheritance and baptism, and enter the "Xuanyuan Saint", but went directly to the second huge leaf.

When everyone didn't have time to react, they shot out violently, the nine-colored true qi was overwhelming, the holy pattern was ups and downs, Fang Tian drew a halberd, and poked a halberd.

The holy thoughts in the air are monstrous, and the clouds are rolling endlessly, like a blow to the mountain!

The grandeur of the momentum, the intensity of the fighting spirit, the domineering that must be won, and the determination of killing are eye-catching for a while.

"Boom ......"

The brilliance was shining, and the "high-altitude abyss" shook violently.

On the second dead leaf, the ancient Extreme Dao Saint, defeated!

The tens of thousands of warriors below were excited, confused, puzzled, and confused.

Even a group of great sages are the same, so why should Xin Zhuo?

A group of Su Miaojin, Zhao Tong'er, and Yingsi people subconsciously flew directly below the abyss in the sky, raised their eyes, and breathed rapidly.

And Sindra was already in front of the third leaf!

……

Fourth!

……

The fifth!

……

The seventeenth!

……

"Xin Zhuo's intention is to defeat all the Ancient Extreme Path Saints!"

"It's really a domineering supreme holy way!"

"Xin Zhuo's supreme holy way, I didn't accept it before, I think it's too arrogant, damn it now! Who can be so mighty, and who dares? I, Huang Qingyang, will be his first admirer of Xin Zhuo in the future! ”

"The most outstanding saint of the immortal family on the mountain can't withstand the blow of the ancient Extreme Dao saint, but Xin Zhuo has to fight all over again, this ......"

Tens of thousands of warriors only felt that their scalps were numb, and no one around them was talking loudly.

The old man with rich feelings, who has experienced several martial arts flourishes, knows the horror of all races, and kneels on his knees at this moment: "God bless the Donghua Great Domain, God bless the human race, out of this saint, the future can be expected!" ”

Is it an exaggeration? No exaggeration!

Whoever can do it, but obviously everyone can't, Xin Zhuo!

(End of chapter)