Chapter 539: The Power of a Thousand Whales

A well-informed master, his eyes flashed sharply, and his judgment was expressed.

"You mean that Snowmark Shaojun has already made a move? This is impossible, after all, so many of us are watching, it is impossible that we haven't even noticed anyone, right?"

The other person looked puzzled, still unwilling to trust the other party's judgment.

"You don't understand, this is exactly the horror of the Snow Mark Shaojun, stepping on the snow without a trace!"

The man sighed faintly, it seemed that he knew Snow Mark Shaojun very well, and had some close contact.

"No way, you're too exaggerated and terrifying. ”

The other sneered.

"Have you ever heard of the Shadowless Soul Breaker?" the master asked in an indifferent tone.

Swish!

As soon as these words came out, it was like a cold winter moon blowing through the north wind, and the whole atmosphere became into an ice cellar, with a kind of downright coldness.

The five words of the Shadowless Soul Breaking Needle, in the eyes of countless people, are simply like a nightmare-like existence, just hearing this name can make their faces turn pale, and they can't help but tremble.

"If it is the Shadowless Soul Breaking Needle, as an opponent of the same realm, it is indeed very possible, and he didn't notice the attack of the Snow Mark Shaojun at all. Once you get this needle, even if you are a Daozi-level figure in the late stage of the Yuan Shen, you will have to return to the sky and lose your life!"

A burly young king, with a solemn face, said in a low tone.

"Three!"

While everyone was puzzled and arguing, Lu Zheng still continued to shoot, like entering a no-man's land, killing people like mowing grass, and once again taking the life of a mid-stage giant of the Yuan Shen.

"You're so tenacious! But now you should have reached the last moment of your life. Is your consciousness beginning to blur, and is your soul source rapidly drying up?"

"Admit it, admit it! You're already finished, so why keep holding on?"

Snow Mark Shaojun spat out the words and threatened coldly.

Lu Zheng's "strength" seems to be a bit beyond his imagination, which makes the face that has always been calm and as usual a little more confused and unwilling.

According to past experience, as long as a person who has been hit by his Shadowless Soul Breaker Needle has never lived for ten breaths, and the more he uses mana, the faster he will die.

However, this extremely rare Daoist in front of him was obviously hit by his Shadowless Soul Breaking Needle, but the more he fought, the more courageous he became, he was still wantonly slaughtering his subordinates, killing the giants in the middle stage of the Yuan Shen, as easy as a quick knife cutting through the chaos, without the slightest hint of dullness.

"Two!"

Another young giant fell.

It's still that man, and it's still a sword kill, as if in this world, no one can make him slash a second sword.

At this moment, the nine giants that had surrounded Lu Zheng were left with two people at this time.

One was a pale-faced young giant standing in place trembling, and the other was a shocked Xueji Shaojun, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles white and creaking.

The speed of Lu Zheng's shot was too fast, and the force of his shot was too fierce.

Every time a sword is slashed, it will take the life of a giant without accident.

His sword is unparalleled, and it is impossible to stop it at all, no matter what means those giants in the middle of the Yuan Shen Dynasty use, what kind of magic weapons they sacrifice, the final result is still a dead end, and they can't change the slightest.

Thump!

Except for the Snow Mark Shaojun, the last young giant, his knees were weak, and he couldn't help but fall to his knees, crying bitterly and begging Lu Zheng for mercy.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die yet! Mr. Lu, you are a Taoist, a dignified son of the Great Dao, just let the adults ignore the villain, spare me once! Between the two of us, there is no injustice and no hatred, and the well water does not interfere with the river water, I don't want to be an enemy of you at all, Mr. Lu!"

He cried and pleaded, his finger suddenly pointed to the snow mark Shaojun on the other side, and said viciously: "It's him, it's all his fault." It was Snow Mark Shaojun who forced me to make a move, he was the culprit of all this, and he was the real commander. If you have a wronged head and a debtor, you will be merciful and spare my life!"

A giant in the middle of the Yuan Shen Dynasty, the leader of the hunting organization, at this moment, like a dead dog, knelt on the ground, pleading bitterly to Lu Zheng, knocking and kowtowing desperately, just to get a trace of mercy from him.

"Something like a waste, you also point fingers at Benjun?"

Snow Mark Shaojun was immediately furious, and when he raised his hand, he burst with a palm, fierce and powerful, pouring down like a snow-capped mountain.

Avalanche Snow Wave Palm!

It is the best skill of the Snow Mark Shaojun, and he has almost reached the top grade of the ground level, and between the shots, the mountain collapses, the snow is like waves, and the rolling force cannot be resisted at all.

"One!"

At this moment, the countdown to Lu Zheng's death sounded again.

There are no skills, no moves, no conspiracy, no calculations, and some are just extremely powerful sword slashes.

A human head fell to the ground, and a severed hand flew away.

Lu Zheng's penultimate sword directly killed the young giant who was kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy in an instant. Along with his head, there was also one of the palms of the Snow Mark Shaojun.

His avalanche and snow wave palm had not yet raised his momentum to the peak, and before he had fully exerted his power, he had already been cut off by Lu Zheng's sword, which was shocking, stunned and shocked!

"It's impossible, this, it's impossible, it's absolutely impossible! Why, why, why is this happening?"

Snow Scar Shaojun's entire face became distorted by extreme shock.

After Lu Zheng cut off his palm with a sword, the famous Snow Mark Shaojun, the great leader of the hunting organization, could be regarded as truly realizing the huge gap between himself and Lu Zheng.

It was a trench, an insurmountable chasm.

Because at the moment when Lu Zheng made a move, Xueji Shaojun seemed to see that an ancient divine mountain fell from the sky and directly pressed against his small and fragile egg.

That's right!

If Lu Zheng is an ancient sacred mountain, then the current Snow Mark Shaojun is just a small egg.

This is not about hitting a stone with an egg, but about crushing the egg and destroying everything!

It wasn't until this moment that Xueji Shaojun suddenly realized that the man in front of him was not at all what he had guessed before, what was the late stage of the Yuan Shen and what kind of son of the Great Dao.

He is clearly a giant of the Dao God Stage, and he has mastered the existence of the power of the law of the Great Dao.

That kind of transcendent power, the power that is far above the mana, is clearly the law of the Great Dao, and it is something that the Snow Mark Shaojun dreams of.

Xueji Shaojun really couldn't imagine that a newcomer, who had only stepped into the Tower of Babel not long ago, and had cultivated for less than a thousand years, was not just the so-called "Son of the Great Dao", but officially stepped into the realm of the Dao God Stage, and was a giant in the true sense.

He has cultivated for more than 3,000 years before he has reached the point where he is today, and the peak realm of the late stage of the Yuan Shen is only a line away, and he can condense the Dao Seed and achieve the Giant.

However, the young man standing in front of him, in less than a thousand years, had already stepped into the realm of the Dao God Stage and completed the ideal he had dreamed of.

This huge sense of contrast, the huge sense of disparity, simply makes Snow Mark Shaojun want to go crazy. For many years, all the confidence and pride in his heart collapsed at this moment.

It's as if all of a sudden, Xueji Shaojun discovered that he was so ridiculous, so humble, and so vulnerable!

"Zero!"

Lu Zheng's lips moved, and he spit out the last number - "zero"!

This is the number of the end, the number of death, the last countdown!

As Lu Zheng's sword slashed, Snow Mark Shaojun fell in response, without any resistance, and without even dodging.

The leader of the hunting organization, the old son of the Great Dao, seems to have seen through life, and he has no intention of it, and feels that his entire life has lost its due meaning.

I tried everything I wanted to get, in the eyes of others, it was so easy and so easy to get.

In that case, what is the point of his life?

Instead of groveling and living in the shadow of others, it is better to die happily and keep the last bit of dignity and pride.

Snow Mark Shaojun obviously chose the latter.

After seeing a giant who was less than a thousand years old, he decided on his own death and gave up everything he had.

Anyway, at this time, everything in the world has lost all meaning to him.

It's better to die than to live!

Suck!

Lu Zheng was indifferent, running the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill with an expressionless face, devouring and refining the last giant, all the essence of this snow-stained young monarch.

The whole battle seems to be long, but in fact, the total thing that has passed is only a quarter of an hour.

The nine giants, all of whom fell, all became Lu Zheng's flesh and blood, integrated into his body, and became part of his power.

Call!

Lu Zheng let out a long breath.

After all, there are nine giants, eight of them are in the middle stage of the Yuan Shen, and one is still in the late stage of the Yuan God, and the energy contained in their bodies, even for Lu Zheng, is a lot of money, which is already quite considerable.

After refining all these energy essences, Lu Zheng's realm, although it was still stuck in the Dao God Stage, his strength increased again, reaching the level of six hundred ancient dragon whales.

Even his Ming King Golden Body and Ten Thousand Tribulation Thunder Body, after devouring so much flesh and blood essence, had been significantly improved, making Lu Zheng's overall physical strength reach the realm of three hundred ancient dragon whales.

If you count the 100 whale power of the Dark Star Horned Dragon Armor, the current Lu Zheng's overall strength has almost reached the strength of a thousand ancient dragon whales, which can be called "terrifying as an abyss"!

It was a day of driving, from 7 am to 5 pm, and it was so tiring. It's a change today, three thousand words, sorry!