"Bang ......"

The mountain peaks collapsed, and the Terran palace, which was easily moved, also collapsed into ruins, and the golden glazed tiles and carved beams and paintings fell from the cliff in a messy manner.

Sindra was repulsed!

Lin Xiutian, Linglong, Zhi Jiu, and Pleiades stood between the ownerless saint's colorful true qi and holy patterns, holding the holy soldiers tightly, with a hint of happiness and anger on their faces after defeating the strong enemy.

It wasn't until Xin Zhuo disappeared into the distant Bone Mountain that the barbarian Zodiac Star looked up to the sky and sighed: "Seventy-six clans, more than one hundred and thirty saints, and thirteen million clansmen besieged and killed one person, but it was turned into a defensive battle, which is unprecedented in the world!" ”

Everyone only felt that their hearts were blocked, and it was hard to say for a long time, Xin Zhuo entered the realm of the Holy Queen, which was several times stronger than before, and one person could resist the attacks of forty saints at the same time, and after the bloody battle of half a pillar of incense, he killed the three weakest people and left calmly.

Disgrace!

But there is nothing that can be done.

"That's not right!"

Zhi Jiu suddenly said, "Have you noticed that Xin Zhuo's forehead is black?" What does this mean? ”

After he reminded him, everyone recalled that it was true that Xin Zhuo's forehead was purple and black just now, which was not a normal appearance, this person was very fair-skinned before, and his face was handsome like a woman.

Lin Xiutian pondered for a moment and said, "Indeed, not only is his forehead purple and black, but you have not found it, although his strength is strong, it is not as pure and perfect as before......"

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhi Jiu stroked his three-inch beard and sneered: "I'm afraid that in response to my guess, this person's cultivation of the magic skill of fast entry, because he is bent on guarding and resisting our attacks, he is in a hurry, he has entered the realm of the human saint, and he also has the appearance of going mad!" ”

"Reasonable, how can there be two holy realms in the world that can break through two holy realms in a row in more than a year, and won't the whole world be his in the future?"

Ao Qing, the princess of the water tribe, couldn't hide her excitement: "In this way, this person is not terrible, the Great Sage Realm is difficult to enter, and now it is his extreme." ”

Zhi Jiu pondered for a moment: "If you want to resist this person or even kill this person, you have to take three steps, first, we can wait for the more than 120 people and saints now, we can divide them into two batches, lead the sons and daughters under their command to set up a formation, and grind and kill him day by day, without stopping; Second, there are more than 1,000 quasi-saints under his command, and those who are fully open are selected to enter the holy land of the Bailing clan to enter the holy realm, once they get a true yuan, Xuanyuan and the like, their combat power will be stronger, and after that, it will be endless, and it will not be difficult to grind him to death.

Third, there is no need to be stingy with the treasures and holy relics of all races, and they will be sacrificed at the critical moment and hurt this person! ”

"Brother Zhi, see it!"

A group of alien saints bowed slightly.

……

In the small array of Bone Mountain, the formation lost its original strength due to the movement and the loss of the blessing of the Jiusihai Great Array, but after Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang's plausible arrangement, it can still play some effect.

At this moment, thirty-seven old men were carefully building shelters, making beds and quilts, or planting some flowers and plants out of the earth.

Although this place of corpses and a sea of blood is really not something that mortals can survive, just a handful of age, coupled with the fright of these days, I am used to seeing life and death, and I can live for a day, whatever.

"Dogdan" is struggling to practice martial arts, the task given by the master is too heavy, and the practice is very hard.

Xiao Huang was bored and lay down to sleep.

When Xin Zhuo came in with a purple face, a group of old people immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Get up."

Xin Zhuo was not too polite, really talking about age, these old people were seventy or eighty years old at best, they were all children, he sat in a remote corner, glanced at the direction of the southern palace, patted the three points of the middle palace, forced out thirteen silver needles, and the purple and black on his forehead slowly disappeared.

"Does this trick work, master?"

The little jute ran over with an evil smile on his face.

"It's better than nothing, depending on what they think." Xin Zhuo nodded.

It's really heartbreaking for the sake of practice!

After breaking through, you have to show weakness, you have to make the illusion that the realm is too fast and the realm is unstable, and give hope to those alien races, otherwise the other party will avoid fighting and avoid it from afar, what will happen to your own cultivation? How do you pick up the dry bones around you?

Saying that, summoning the Mochizuki Well, we also need to see if today's active attack can fit the dry bones.

This is a big disappointment!

No!

The twenty small array of sacrificial spirits in the Mochizuki Well did not fluctuate at all.

Fight for nothing!

Why?

The dry bones of these twenty small arrays, since they are dry bones, are obviously in the ancient period 10,000 years ago, when the last emperor was in his old age, the alien riots, and the warriors of the world were all killed in battle.

At the moment of death in battle, their obsession must be to "resist the alien race and hold the formation", rather than "kill the alien race and kill them!" ”

That's right, last-minute obsessions are especially important.

In some ways, Mochizuki Well is rigid, one is one, two is two.

If the obsession timeline of these warriors is too long, for example, if someone has always wanted to go to a place 500,000 miles away to eat pancakes and fruits, he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to fit in.

The matter of cultivation is subtle and indescribable.

Xin Zhuo sighed, calmed down, and looked at the Five Great Holy Gates of Danhai, if he wanted to enter the Great Sage, the final accumulation was really terrifying.

After all, these dry bones around are only remnants of true qi, not a martial artist in their heyday, but I am afraid that if they can enter the Great Sage, it is still unknown whether they can be captured!

He patted Xiao Huang's head: "We're just afraid that we have to be ready for a protracted war!" ”

Xiao Huang was surprised: "How long is the protracted war?" ”

Xin Zhuo thought for a while and said: "It's been so long that all the alien races in all directions have been killed, and even other alien races have come to support, and finally their Great Sage Saint King has to come, or the world has changed, let's run away again, after all, in this messy world, we have nowhere to go!" ”

Xiao Huang said: "But...... These old guys and dogs in the back are about to run out of food! ”

Xin Zhuo said: "This is what I told you, if the alien race comes to attack in the future, you sneak out and bring some food back!" ”

"Well, voila!" Xiao Huang agreed very simply.

……

On the second day, the aliens really attacked.

Lin Xiutian and Linglong and other sixty-two human saints were not afraid of death.

Tens of millions of ordinary alien formations were pressed from all directions.

Xin Zhuo's forehead was black and purple.

The old rule is to teleport and rush to fight ordinary aliens first, and then fight with more than sixty alien saints, taking the opportunity to kill a few of the weakest.

After this battle, Xin Zhuo found that he really underestimated these alien races, their formation was very powerful, and they would be hit if they were not careful, and a group of alien human saints gradually began to adapt to his attack method.

Until nightfall, only tens of thousands of aliens and one alien saint were killed.

After the alien race retreated, he checked the Mochizuki Well, and could only grab a thousand dry bones.

Breaking through the Great Sage, the accumulation of less than one percent, or even close to one thousandth.

But......

In the night sky, suddenly wisps of human race "luck" flew from the endless distance, approached, and entered the body.

Danhai shook slightly.

The accumulation is a few points deeper.

This inevitably exhilarates Xin Zhuo.

There's a head!

At this moment, Xiao Huang was wrapped in demonic energy and came back from afar with large bags of supplies.

The dog's eggs were also boiled with white porridge.

He was about to turn around and drink a few sips of white porridge with sauerkraut, when the night sky in the south was majestic and murderous, and the alien race had arrived again.

Xin Zhuo had no choice but to pick up the halberd and rush out again.

……

One day!

Two days!

Three days!

No stops!

Fighting with other races, they fell into a lackluster mutual stalemate.

A group of people of the alien race are extremely intelligent, constantly consuming Xin Zhuo, and making corresponding countermeasures against his various magical powers.

Frankly speaking, even if Xin Zhuo tried his best to completely defeat this group of aliens, it would be difficult!

On the other hand, if you want to kill him, it's basically impossible!

Even if it is an endless, non-stop attack, it is difficult to make him run out of oil, and his one-gasification three-yang heart method, as long as he gives half a pillar of incense, he can recover seventy-seven-eighty-eight!

Xin Zhuo even tried, while fighting, while running the difficult action of Da Zhou Tian to restore his true qi.

Ten days!

……

Twenty days!

In twenty-seven days, the alien saints killed seven of the weakest in battle, and the casualties of ordinary clansmen were not counted.

The "luck" between heaven and earth will come one after another every day.

Xin Zhuo looked at Danhai, the aura of the five holy gates was stable, and the distance from the breakthrough great sage: 1/100.

This is a qualitative leap.

……

"That's a big step forward! They found that no, Xin Zhuo's strength was not as deceitful and slowly increased as before, he was indeed a precursor to falling into a madness!

Only seven of us saints have been killed in the past month!

Isn't magic good to cultivate? It hurts at all!

On the other hand, we have to admit that under Xin Zhuo's offensive training, our strength has increased a lot! ”

"That's right! Fighting with this kind of Terran demon is the most important thing to hone your strength, and if you meet other Terran masters another day, I am afraid that you can kill them with one blow! ”

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and on another mountain one hundred and fifty miles to the south, a group of people from Zhi Jiu and Pleiades have just changed their formations, looked to the north, and said.

Even, there is a strange pride in their hearts.

……

One month.

Two months.

Trimester.

……

Half.

……

year.

……

Three years.

……

Three years is an incomparably long time, so long that Xin Zhuo and the aliens are a little numb.

Before the small formation of the hundred clans, he was already full of white bones.

More than 10 million aliens are fighting, and only more than 2 million remain.

Of the more than one hundred and twenty alien saints, only forty-one people remained!

Zhi Jiu and the others were no longer able to divide into two batches to rotate to consume Xin Zhuo, and the remaining forty or so people could only go together!

Halfway through, they tried to use the holy relics and treasures of various races to sneak attack, but unfortunately Xin Zhuo's drum was also super strong, and he himself was a mixed yuan saint, the most holy and yang, and many yin damaged alien holy relics were ineffective against him.

However, they found that although Xin Zhuo, who was about to go mad, insisted on it for another three years, it seemed that he was much weaker than back then.

And the more than 40 of them are no longer what they used to be, and they are all terrifying and tempered!

It's still a little worse, it's a little worse.

If you don't let Xin Zhuo increase your strength and grind him to death, you will win.

Twenty-four solar terms, great cold.

Snowflakes flutter like goose feathers.

There is a truce between the two sides today.

There is no other reason, Xin Zhuo's family is dead, and he is doing white things.

After three years of fighting, this face ...... To give!

"I wonder what happened to the hinterland of the Terrans?"

A group of people like Zhi Jiu, Lin Xiutian, Linglong, Pleiades and Ao Qing had a rare rest, and they stood on the highest mountain peak with tired faces and looked at the north.

(End of chapter)