The originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy, the light in the inaccessible barren mountains and dense forests was very dim, and in front of a thorn covered with purple flowers, a one-eyed spirit deer was eating flowers, suddenly raised its ears, and the next moment "swished" into the distance.

After a few breaths, the afterimages flashed, and then disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Xin Zhuo flew and waved lightly: Grab!

Eighteen golden dry bones hundreds of miles away suddenly weathered into ashes.

The water splashing on the surface of the Mochizuki well in front of him swayed.

Entry to Daiseng: 90/100.

After killing eleven alien saints, he grabbed the last eighteen of the most powerful 10,000-year-old warrior bones, and his entry was only increased by two points.

The accumulation of the Great Sage of Entry is terrifyingly huge to a certain extreme.

There are still 10 points left, and the amount needed is even greater, if there is no sacrificial spirit, I am afraid that he will inevitably waste decades or even hundreds of years like other martial artists.

However, it is not difficult to find the sacrifice spirit.

Looking behind him, he Xin Zhuo was a person who never fought unprepared battles, in fact, since he decided to defend the Hundred Clans Yuan for a long time, he was waiting for the possibility of a master above the Alien Saint to come.

His attention is always half on a group of alien saints, half of them are in the rear, and there are hands and feet he has done in Linqiu City, if he comes to the Saint King Realm, he will ask Xiao Huang to help him as soon as possible and then use his strength, snakeskin moves, detours from various large and small formations, leaves quickly, and goes to the human race to seek protection, as long as he is not locked in the first time, there is a great possibility of escape.

After arriving at the Terrans, with his many years of credit in guarding southern Xinjiang, he was morally kidnapped, at least on the surface, no one dared not pay attention to him.

However, after waiting for a full nineteen years, only a few Great Saint Realms came.

It seems that the ancestors of the alien race are bent on attacking the human race, and they don't treat him as a little human saint at all.

How far is he now from the strength of the Great Sage Realm? I don't know! But he knew very well that with his current teleportation and escape skills, escaping shouldn't be a problem.

Since he won't have to worry about his life, he needs to do something.

Counterattack the alien race, exterminate the race, and sacrifice the spirit!

Once the Great Sage Realm is broken, the crisis will be solved immediately, and everything will be promising.

I don't know if the "taste" of the alien race, Mochizuki will like it very much.

"Whoa—"

Out of the dense forest, in front of you is an endless dark brown barbaric land, mountains, rivers, plains, forests, flowers and thorns are all dark, which is the lack of heaven and earth aura, the reason for the barren land.

I heard the old ghost of the medical emperor say that in the ancient era, the first emperor exiled the alien race to the wilderness, the alien race lived in poverty, rude laws and systems, and gradually developed a barbaric living habit.

However, aliens can still absorb strange powers from the wilderness and cultivate supreme supernatural powers, obviously, this desolation is not really desolate.

After walking hundreds of miles, he gradually adapted to the colors and styles around him, and found that this wild place also has flowers, trees, snakes, insects, rats and ants, but it is different from the human home.

He stretched out his hand, and a trace of nine-colored true qi flashed out, and he felt it for a moment, and vaguely noticed a special aura of gloom, heaviness, and condensation.

I'm afraid that this is the qi of heaven and earth that aliens rely on to cultivate.

At this moment, he fell lightly on a huge mountain peak, looked behind him again, those great saints were still far away, looked back into the distance, and vaguely noticed that there was a village or tribe that stretched for dozens of miles three hundred miles away?

His eyes lit up, he stretched out his right hand, and the halberd flashed out, and his body shot away like a meteor.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived over the village, and at this time it was almost dusk, and the village was lit with animal oil lamps, with a pungent smell of smoke, and groups of strangers with pointed ears returned from leisurely work, cooking, and the young people of the right age sat in the secret place to practice.

Xin Zhuo stood for a full breath, and the outstretched halberd never fell, it was not that he was pretending to be merciful, the alien race had already started killing in the human race, but he was flooded with the Holy Mother, it was really enough to kill over the years, and he wanted to vomit after killing, and it was very likely that he had stress disorder after killing, this kind of weak alien race was too boring.

Simply look for something that can immediately sacrifice to the spirit to absorb the luck of this race, search around, and indeed find a strange statue in the middle of the stockade, with a layer of moss on the surface, very ancient, surrounded by spars, and a huge incense burner placed on the main seat.

That's it.

In a flash, it scattered a piece of Mochizuki well water.

The well surface blinked and made waves——

[Special Sacrifice Spirit: Small Long-eared Village. 】

Gone!

"Who?"

At this moment, the dense alien race in the village finally discovered him, but it was just ...... No one is afraid, no one is afraid, the faces of aliens are full of curiosity and doubt, and even women continue to nurse their babies, and children continue to chase and play.

Xin Zhuo rubbed his eyebrows, picked up the halberd, as long as he broke this statue, this stockade would be taken.

"Terran!"

"Damn it!"

In the distance, in a magnificent wooden house, three old men suddenly flew out, all of them were in the Lingtai realm, raising their arms and shouting: "Sons, the human race is here, kill him with me!" ”

"Kill!"

Hundreds of teenagers and girls in all directions had hideous faces and pounced fiercely, and the weapons in their hands exuded a strange cold glow.

In terms of ferocity and aggressiveness, it far surpasses the Terran warriors.

It's just that they are too weak and too weak, maybe the middle-aged men and women in this village have already been killed by themselves.

Xin Zhuo sighed lightly and waved his halberd lightly.

"Boom-"

The nine-colored light flickered, the whole village shook violently, the three old men became mud, and hundreds of teenagers and girls were shocked to death.

The corpse fell like snowflakes, shattering large swaths of houses and buildings, and the spurts of blood were very eye-catching.

And the statue below, which I don't know what year and month, also shattered into a mess.

Xin Zhuo's figure flashed, and he went straight into the distance, looking at the Mochizuki Well as he walked, grabbing it!

Wisps of strange aura emanated from the stockade and entered the Mochizuki Well, and then transformed into the purest true qi and qi luck breath into his body.

He felt the power and the changes in the Five Holy Gates a little, and it was almost possible to sacrifice ten alien villages of this size to enter the 91/100 realm.

The village is too small, "tasteless food"!

However, he noticed that there was something wrong with Mochizuki Well, and it seemed that it was ...... Excited?

In the village behind him, countless aliens looked at the hundreds of bloody corpses dryly, and they didn't dare to walk out of the houses and behind the trees until Xin Zhuo had been gone for a long time.

This bloody scene, they have not seen, how many years have the aliens not been killed?

The next moment, the cry shook the sky.

"Woo Woo ......"

Sun Kongkong, the prince of the Shenwu clan, the princess of the demon clan, the princess of the ancient clan, Lin Xiutian, and Zhi Jiu arrived and looked at the devastated village condescendingly, all of them with angry expressions to the extreme.

Na Zhi Jiu scolded: "Xin Zhuo killed in the rear of all ethnic groups, just to take revenge, what we were most worried about still happened, this person has superior combat strength, terrifying means, and the ancestral land of all ethnic groups in the rear is empty, no one is his enemy!" Princes and princesses, please take a charter, otherwise it will be a bad thing! ”

"There's a fart charter, it's not so serious, chase!"

That Sun Kongkong carried a stick and chased after him quickly.

Everyone looked at each other and had no choice but to continue to catch up.

……

Night falls.

Xin Zhuo arrived in front of an alien tribe that stretched for twenty or thirty miles at this moment, casually scanning the strange houses and buildings, and the strange-shaped aliens in the black pressure.

I didn't have the slightest interest in waiting, and I found the holy relics of this clan, sacrificing to the spirit, and slashing down a halberd.

There is an alien attack, wave and kill.

Proceed to the next one.

……

The third.

……

Fifth.

It's dawn.

……

The eighth.

……

Eleventh.

It's dark again!

……

Two days, thousands of miles.

Entry to Daiseng: 91/100.

He suddenly lost interest in the small tribe, the spirit sacrifice entered the realm too slowly, and a group of foreign masters were chasing after him, when was this going to be killed?

He remembered that there were several very large alien races there, killing all the way, presumably the sacrifices were very rich!

……

In two days, the alien race was in flames for thousands of miles, wolf smoke everywhere, and panic shrouded the hearts of all aliens.

Sun Kongkong's group of people were also completely shocked, thinking that Xin Zhuo would kill a few ethnic groups at most to relieve his anger, mainly to escape and hide, how could this kid be leisurely, cutting grass without leaving roots, and all the inherited things of foreign races and some of the remaining masters were killed along the way?

He really wants to serve the ancestral land of the alien race?

"You can't chase it like this!"

The prince of the Shenwu clan waved his sleeves, his golden robe flashed with dazzling brilliance, and said coldly: "This person's teleportation technique is indeed mysterious, although we are great sage cultivators, but it is also a coincidence, they are all great sage primordial realms, heaven and earth dao patterns are not yet in the five elements, and they can't shrink into inches, it's difficult to catch up!" ”

Sun Kongkong also restrained his rough temperament and asked, "What do you say?" ”

The Absolute Heir said: "Separate! The four of us will walk four roads, and the rest of the human saints will be all the way, blocking all the directions he may go, once entangled, and spreading the sound of the other four places, we will work together to kill him, I don't believe that this kid can dodge the combined force of the four great saints, and it will be against the sky? ”

(End of chapter)