Chapter 521 You are all going to die!
Two cold divine lights suddenly shone on the moon mountain saint, and the moon mountain saint's body couldn't help but stagnate and tell his moving body to stop abruptly.
Aggrieved.
His heart seemed to have pressed a boulder, making him sad, and there was a sweet smell in his throat.
I suffered some minor injuries.
These two divine lights actually have a fixed effect, making him unable to move his body at all, as if they had sealed him.
Boom, he tried his best to stimulate his strength, and his body was filled with holy light, and the faint holy light slowly became bright. Five breaths, and the holy light around his body enveloped him.
It's like a slowly rising sun, with bright and majestic.
This is a powerful confrontation!
The two divine lights emitted by inexplicable creatures are extremely horrible. They seem to be noble monsters with bloodlines. These two divine lights are only his own breath, not any means of attack and killing.
Frightened!
The heart of the moon mountain saint sinks. What the hell is going on? So far, he, a sixth-order saint, is aggrieved to death, and a saint who claims to be [destruction] confronts their 18 saints.
As soon as he took action, he stunned the weakest first-order saint Sandong.
Then 16 saints united to form a battle array and fight with this [destruction] saint. I don't know what kind of means the saint used to destroy the battle array of 16 saints, causing some trauma to these saints.
The injury is not serious, but it is shocking enough.
16 saints are all second-order and above. Unexpectedly, they can't cope with a saint from [destruction]. Yueshan can clearly feel that this saint's cultivation is not very high, but they just can't kill each other.
Now, the other party doesn't know what inexplicable means he used to turn the pavilion of the exchange hall into a hellish death world, with a strong sense of death to the extreme.
Although to their level, the general death can no longer cause harm to them, but at the same time, it also prevents their communication with the outside world.
Good means.
What a good means.
The saint of Yueshan can't help sighing.
As time passed, the momentum on the moon mountain saint became more and more powerful. He was bright and almost transparent, like a god from heaven, with great power.
As the breath climbed, the dead air around him was forced back, slowly retreated, and gathered together, creating a brief vacuum around him.
Ding.
The body can move, but the moon mountain saint did not dare to be careless. The fear of the inexplicable creatures shrouded in death was too serious. If he didn't figure out the situation, he dared not go forward.
"How about the Moon Mountain Saint?" The 16 besieged saints formed a war and stood behind the moon mountain saint, waiting for the moon mountain saint to give orders.
"Wait a minute!" The moon mountain saint said in a low voice.
One breath!
Three breaths...
Five breaths...
Ten breaths......
After ten breaths, the moon mountain saint saw that the inexplicable creature wrapped in death did not move his body, and his heart sank. The other party seemed to be deliberately delaying the time.
Procrastination?
Why?
Why delay time? For whom?
I can't wait!
There is already an answer in his heart. The other party is delaying time for the upper-level looters and delaying the escape time for their companions.
It can be said that the power to protect the three courtyards is basically here. If they can't stop the other party, then the other party is likely to really escape.
No!
The exchange hall of Ruyi Third Hospital was looted?
Once such news spreads, it will be the face of the naked beating of the human leader association, which will undoubtedly be a heavy hit on the newly established human leader, which is quite unfavorable for the human leader to control the human race.
This is the general trend and the influence on the forces behind them.
But when it is small, what will happen to these saints who guard the three courtyards?
Just thinking about it, he feels his scalp numb.
This is a dead end.
Although the leaders will worry that they are saints, which are difficult to cultivate and will not be easily executed, they will not be reused in the future, and may become cannon fodder in the struggle with other forces...
Is such a miserable end what they want?
And the most terrible will affect their families and even their descendants...
I shuddered!
When his mind turned, the moon mountain saint understood what he should do.
"Fight to kill these guys, otherwise no one will have a good end!" The saint of Yueshan howled with grief and indignation, and his whole body turned into a streamer and rushed out.
Go straight ahead!
At the same time, the sixteen saints also realized something. They were all thoughtful people. When the moon mountain saint reminded them, they knew where their way out was.
"Kill! Kill! Kill all these beasts! Long live the leaders of the human race!"
"Hold the leader..."
The sixteen saints roared repeatedly, their faces were ferocious and horrible, like angry lions, which stimulated their own power to the extreme, and a huge sword with bright light condensed into shape.
Thousands of rays of light fell from the huge sword, and where the light passed, it retreated, and was refined by smiles.
The moon mountain saint waved his fists, the left green dragon, the right white tiger, bombarded... In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of fists were bombarded, and the ferocious roaring green dragons filled the pavilion and rushed forward... A cruel and fierce white tiger roared, and its claws were torn endlessly.
Wangling... dead and retreating, revealing the inexplicable creatures in it.
This is a monster ten feet tall, with a dog-like head and a cow-like body, and four hoofs are like four stones, full of explosive power.
A pair of indifferent eyes of this black monster constantly shot out the cold divine light. Where the divine light passed, the green dragon exploded and the white tiger exploded.
"It's a professional dog! How can it be a dog?" Seeing the inexplicable monster, the body of the moon mountain saint was slightly stagnant, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes.
"Dog? The rumored mythical beast? It is claimed to be the most evil creature, which is condensed by evil spirit karma fire and is synonymous with evil. How can it be a karma dog?
An older saint among the sixteen saints trembled slightly and his face turned pale.
Dog! Evil! Industry fire!
These nouns are really heavy in the hearts of these saints.
"No! It's not a real dog, it should be condensed by a remnant soul. How can this be possible? Who has such a great ability to summon the remnants of mythical beasts? Even a wisp is extremely horrible!" The saint's face changed again.
[Destruction]! It must be [destruction]!" Another saint howled out.
"Yes! Do you remember the monster that destroyed the emperor? He is the descendant of a dog..."
In an instant, the hearts of these saints were affected, and the eyes of the monsters in front of them showed terror.
"Kill! Otherwise, you will die!" The moon mountain saint also had fear in his eyes, but as a sixth-order saint, he fought countless battles and fought endlessly. The battle has long been turned into his own instinct. Although he saw that although he was afraid, he could not break his mind and willpower.
"Kill!"
Being roared by the moon mountain saint, the eyes of the sixteen saints were slightly red, and all of them showed a desperate posture. There was nothing they could do. They were all dead.
Roar... Several white tigers attacked the evil spirit dog from different directions, and the white tiger's claws were like a sharp weapon between heaven and earth, scratching the day and hitting the dog heavily.
At the same time, the giant sword controlled by the sixteen saints was also cut down.
The evil spirit dog moved away from the giant sword and was not hit. The giant sword turned into a sword light and rushed over. The sword flew away and became smaller and lighter.
Poof, poof, poof... Each of the sixteen saints spewed out a mouthful of blood and turned into a ten-foot-long sword that suddenly turned blood red, and a strong bloody smell came to their faces.
Sne, the blood sword seems to have crossed the void and went straight to the evil spirit dog, abruptly cutting off the head of the evil spirit dog.
At the same time, the moon mountain saint also came behind the evil spirit dog, and his fists were like two huge mountains, dong, dong, hitting the evil spirit dog.
Jumping, the evil spirit dog turned into a black fog and rushed to the next layer as if fleeing.
Where to escape?" The moon mountain saint got up and followed, waved his hands, and followed him to the 135th floor.
The thick fog is still there, and the black fog has long disappeared.
On the 140th floor, the black fog dissipated, revealing Ping Keer in it. At this time, Ping Keer's face was extremely pale, her eyes were dim, her body was shaking, and she was almost ready to stand unsteady and her expression was depressed.
On her chest, a large pool of blood soaked her skirt.
"Pig... Brother Pig, 300 breaths... Ke'er got it for you!" There was a smile in her eyes, and she looked deeply at Zhu Zhu. Ping Keer only felt that the sky and earth turned and fell down.
"Ker!" Zhu Zhu stretched out his hand to hold Ping Ke'er and roared in a low voice.
The power of wood and water merged and poured into Ping Keer's body. Looking at Ping Ke'er's body, Zhu Zhu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
"Ker... why are you so stupid? Brother Zhu is not good, Brother Zhu is not good, why do you resist 300 breaths..." Zhu Zhu's eyes were red, and his silver teeth bit his lips and dripped blood.
Ping Ke'er is almost full of oil!
There is no power in the body, and the soul seal is even more dim, falling into a deep coma.
Three hundred breaths!
Ping Keer won 300 breaths for herself, but she overdraws her vitality without hesitation. Keer, how stupid...
Zhu Zhu blamed himself for a burst of self-reproach in his heart. With the power of wood and water, he poured his life into Ping Keer's body endlessly.
No matter what, nothing can happen to Ke'er!
Suddenly, under a heavy pressure on his heart, Zhu Zhu's eyelids jumped and his eyes became more red. He temporarily sealed Ping Keer and put it into the space ring. Zhu Zhu stood up.
Boom, a burst of explosion, and the thick fog gradually dissipated, revealing a figure, which was the saint of Moon Mountain.
Sw... Another figure appeared, and sixteen saints also rushed up.
"You - you all have to die!" Zhu Zhu's eyes showed cold light.
[Second update! This chapter is 3,000 words. Wu Sanqi feels that there have been fewer updates recently, and it feels uncomfortable to miss a thousand words. We should strive to update more in the future... Thank you for your support.]