Chapter 289 Stealing

Ancient legends, the fairyland, the holy world, and the secular world are all bred from chaos, and chaos is a mother body. There are also legends that the fairyland has stood at the highest point in chaos. As long as that point can be found, it can break the barrier of the fairyland, get out of the chaos and enter an unprecedented world.

But the legend is a legend, and no one can confirm whether it is true or false.

But one thing is true that chaos can destroy everything.

Even if Xu Le's body has experienced the quenching of chaos, he is still in awe of the chaotic counterattack. Because fundamentally speaking, the power of chaos is only a ripple of chaotic energy, not real chaotic energy.

The sky cracks, like a black hole that can't see anything inside. Not to mention exploring with the soul, even if you look up, you can feel the horrible devouring power that penetrates from it, and even their eyes can be absorbed and swallowed.

A long rainbow of gray energy fell, and Xu Le's body turned into a blood mist. The surrounding array began to break inch by inch and could not withstand this momentum.

Everyone who saw this tragic scene covered their mouths with a frightened and helpless look in their eyes.

However, the blood fog turned into a figure after twisting and wriggling for dozens of breaths. The figure was taller and more powerful, and the surface of **'s body was like a layer of glaze, emitting gorgeous light.

"Oh, something is wrong. This chaotic force seems to be very wrong." Xu Le's eyes from the new group no longer have any fear, but full of doubts. Because the chaotic counterattack was many times weaker than he thought, his body was really ready to use the king's unique skills when it turned into blood fog. Unexpectedly, the energy of the counterattack merged with his physical blood fog and became a tonic for his supernatural body.

Another gray energy fell down and turned into a big knife, cutting Xu Le in half without hindrance.

The disciples around watched all held their breath, and they witnessed the birth of a legend with their own eyes. Being able to live under God's punishment has created a legend, and now it has provoked chaotic space and has been counterattacked by chaos without dying.

This is not a legend, this is a myth.

The energy of the chaotic counterattack has been absorbed and transformed into physical strength. In the destruction again and again, Xu Le is constantly reborn, and his breath is getting stronger and stronger, just like a wooden sword undergoing thousands of trials, and the essence begins to evolve to the iron sword.

The power of three disasters, the power of four disasters, the power of five disasters... Every time Xu Le endures a chaotic counterattack, his martial arts combat power enhances the power of one disaster.

Bum——

Xu Le's whole body turned into a blood fog again, and the ninth counterattack in the chaotic space condensed a pillar and suppressed it. Xu Le was unable to resist or escape. He was imprisoned in this square space.

After only three breaths, Xu Le appeared again. His body became more and more brilliant, and the light on his body surface seemed to turn into the color of chaotic energy. The gray color made people despair at a glance.

"It actually stopped at the level of the power of nine disasters, and the last three counterattacks did not increase the combat effectiveness at all. It seems that there is a certain figure in the dark. If you want to break through the power of the nine disasters, you can only upgrade the realm of martial arts to the spiritual realm.

Xu Le was not surprised by the soaring combat effectiveness, but fell into meditation. The more you come into contact with many things in the world, the more you know, and the more questions you have.

"Is that really a chaotic space?"

Xu Le muttered that he couldn't figure it out and couldn't figure it out.

The horrible cracks in the sky disappeared, and the heavens and the earth returned to calm again. Several figures fell, and it was the spiritual fetus split and the words.

"Brother Xu, how are you?"

Yanzi looked at the back and suddenly felt that he was very great, as if an insurmountable mountain stood in front of her.

"It's okay. I've never been as powerful as I am now." Xu Le's arms moved, and a sea of flood-like power suddenly broke out in his body, which was endless and continuous.

"I found the trace of the purple thunder. I'll meet him."

"Sister Yanzi, the Zilei real person has cultivated the second law, and martial arts have at least seven battles. Brother Xu went to see him so rashly. Will there be no accident? If it really doesn't work, we will immediately ask our ancestors for help.

The last son frowned. Although he witnessed the birth of myth, this does not mean that Xu Le has the capital to challenge the strong. Because he is still a ten-level realm of the Holy Land. As long as the realm does not break through, there will always be a limit in power.

It is rare to be able to break through the limit of the power of a disaster.

"Don't worry, I have enough means to suppress the purple thunder real person. He dares to wash Anfu County with blood, so we don't have to be soft-handed and refine him into a combat puppet to guard the door for us.

The spiritual fetus split sat down peacefully and began to repair the array again. Fortunately, those disciples withdrew from here in advance, otherwise at least 90% of the disciples would die under the oppression of chaos.

In a small mountain range on the edge of Anfu County, there is a small sect. At this moment, there are fifteen ten-level saints kneeling in the palace of the holy land. They crawl on the ground and dare not move, and they dare not even breathe in the atmosphere.

At the top of them, there sat a middle-aged man in a purple martial robe, and his eyes twinkled with lightning between the closures. He looked solemn. What kind of monster was hidden in Anfu County? Unexpectedly, it attracted God's punishment.

He blood washed the master of Anfu County. Even if the Huangquan Changgu father and son are not dead, they will probably lose half of their lives. He swept the whole Anfu County. Except for the mysterious array that can't be seen through, there will never be such a rebellious person.

"Is there any anti-sky treasure born?"

The reason why Zilei Zhenren suddenly thought of something and was emotionally excited makes sense.

"You slaves, why are you still kneeling here? I need more sacrifices. 300 pure yin female disciples have been selected from your sect, and I need to absorb their essence to practice the third law.

The fifteen people crawling on the ground trembled more, but none of them obeyed.

"Well, dare to disobey my order and die." Zilei waved his hand, and a thick thunderbolt bombarded one of them, bombarding the man into a blood mist.

"You are all slaves in captivity. Your only qualification to live is to constantly look for pure yin practice women for me. As long as I hold the power of Huangquan religion, he can consider improving your identity and let you free."

"When returning to the real people, all the 3,000 pure yin female disciples in the fairy gate have been dedicated as sacrifices. It's not easy to condense the second law, and the more difficult it is, the more difficult it is. If it goes on like this, it may be necessary to find 5,000 pure Yin disciples this time. Although there are many female disciples in Xianmen, the conditions are limited. If we wait another 20 to 30 years, we may be able to cultivate 5,000 pure yin female disciples in the fourth level of the Holy Realm.

The old man kneeling in the middle said tremblingly.

The fierce light in Zilei's eyes flashed and said in a low voice, "You can start a war and grab resources."

"When we return to the real person, our cultivation is not outstanding. Even if we take the initiative to attack, it is still a situation of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800. Xianmen has such a little foundation that he can't stand such cruel consumption.

"You slaves are all useless. In this case, what reason is there to leave your life?" Purple Lei Zhenren took the case from his seat, and the violent force suppressed it and wanted to kill all the remaining 14 saints.

Those people are really slaves and don't even have the idea of resisting.

However, a figure stood in front of 14 people, shouted in a low voice, and saw that Zilei's real body was shocked, which was obviously a hidden loss.

"Did you do the bloody washing of Anfu County?"

Xu Le looked at the purple thunder real person faintly on the back of his hands. This was a knowing question to give the other party a horse.

"So what if it's the old man? Who is your Excellency?"

Zi Lei Zhen saw that Xu Le was still a junior in the holy realm, and his heart beat unnaturally and violently. He has lived for thousands of years and has never seen anyone. Like Xu Le, he can desolve his momentum at will. He is either a person who hides the real realm or a person who is against the sky.

The latter is the most terrible, because it is the most difficult to see through.

"You just need to admit it, and there is no need to talk nonsense with you." Xu Le reached out and grabbed it, and the sky suppressed it.

"Arrogant, I captured you and let you try thousands of tortures, life is worse than death." A gun appeared in the hands of Zi Lei, with thunder blooming all over his body, and the palace collapsed into ruins. He stabbed with a gun and turned into a thunder dragon to attack Xu Le's heart.

Xu Le turned a blind eye to the thunder dragon and let it penetrate his heart, while his right hand turned into a sword and grabbed the other party's head. As long as you hit it, you can smash the other party's head and even grab his soul directly.

His palm produced a strange suction, and virtual shadows appeared around his palm, false and false.

This is the method of empty theft.

Empty thief cultivation to the highest level can not only steal the enemy's soul, but also memory, cultivation, and realm can be occupied by yourself and transformed into your own strength.

Originally, this technique was learned from the Situ brothers and sisters, but the understanding was limited. Since he got the Taoism of the old treasure king of Jubaomen, his perception of 'empty' has stepped into another wonderful realm.

This is the first time that this empty thief's technique has been really used. He wants to know whether Baowang Daotong is really so magical that he can steal everything from the other party out of thin air.

Zi Lei Zhen saw that Xu Le did not dodge, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, but the next moment, his expression suddenly stiffened, because his thunder gun had penetrated the other party's heart, but it was a virtual shadow that did not exist.

However, Xu Le's grasp was a real attack. Zi Lei's whole body was like being put into an ice hole, and his blood and mind were stiff. He felt an invisible force grabbing his soul to take it out of his spiritual suffering.

What kind of means is this?

"Kill." Purple Lei Zhenren was endangering the moment, and a stream of blood came out of his body. Suddenly, the blue flame burned brightly, and he began to sacrifice himself.