Chapter 198 Tombs of Kings

And on another hill, there stood a demonic man, dressed in magic condensed into a battle suit. His eyes were like a blood pool filled with blood, and his breath was deep and dark, as if it were the source of all corruption.

There were five skeletons lying at his feet, all of which were sucked up and died.

The evil man saw that the vanguard team in the demon horn world was killed and defeated. Since it triggered the full retreat of all the latent forces, there was a sneer on the corners of his mouth: "It's all a bunch of wastes. Xu Le, it's just a delusion that you want to create a new fairy gate to fight against me. In this Xuanhuang catastrophe, I took the opportunity to swallow you all one by one. Yuqing, Ajiu, Nangong Xiaoxiao and Feng Feifei are all mine, and their treasures are also mine. And the old man of Tiandaozi has always regarded me as a puppet, and sooner or later he will swallow it cleanly.

The evil man turned around and left. He had to think of other ways to not allow Le to grow in silence. When the world comes, all kinds of forces compete. As long as those old monsters appear immortally, they can destroy the immortal gate with one palm.

Xu Le killed more than 200 saints in the Magic Horn alone and let the warship escape in a hurry. The rest of the saints in the Demon Horn were cut off by other saints and disciples of the Changshengmen.

The dust of the war has settled, and all the disciples have returned to the array and begun to practice. They are not as demonic as Xu Le. They need quiet cultivation to make their souls not polluted.

Xu Le collected all the remains of the saints. When he walked into the Changsheng Hall, he saw that the head of Ningchan controlled a fist-sized bead suspended in mid-air. The bead slowly rotated, shooting thousands of rays from it and wrapped around everyone.

"Does even soul beads have such an ability?"

A trace of gray energy rises in everyone's body, which is magic, and then absorbed by soul beads. After the soul beads, the pure energy is delivered to each person's body.

No wonder when they fought just now, the disciples of saints who originally belonged to the Soul Refining Sect were not afraid of the so-called slaughter of saints and took action crazily. They were surrounded by magical treasures. Their souls will not only not be polluted, but also strengthen their strength and kill them with one stone.

Ajiu and Yuqing asked to practice alone. They must have their own means to refine their magic. Xu Le just looked at it a few times and withdrew from the Changsheng Hall. Their worries were superfluous.

"Where are the master-level disciples?"

After a while, more than 100 master-level disciples appeared in the square. Xu Le glanced at half of them, took out 50 saint's remains and said, "Go to retreat and attack the holy scene. When the disaster comes, one more force will be more safe."

The backbone of the Changsheng Gate has less fighting power, with a total of only more than 80. Like those foreign forces, a vanguard team has hundreds of saint disciples. If you are not the cultivation of the immortal soul, today is the day of the destruction of the Changsheng Gate.

He sat at the door of the temple and began to refine the bones. With enough cultivation resources, his strength can continue to improve.

When the eighth skeleton was refined, Xu Le's breath became wild, the martial arts suit soared, the surrounding space was constantly distorted, and the empty cracks seemed to flash strange runes. The blue flame enveloped his whole body and transformed into a three-meter-long fire pool under him.

The fire pool has not been completely condensed, like the evolution of spiritual energy, which looks like a huge grave from the whole.

The fire pool was burning, and a flame man stood up from the fire pool and roared. The remains of ten saints scattered around all flew into the fire pool and were caught by the flame man and tore them up directly.

"The tomb of the kings."

Xu Le once again calculated a supreme trick in [God's Gaze], which is the last place to live after the fall of the kings, and all their spirits will be buried.

[God's Gaze] Xu Le doesn't know how many tricks there are in total. He can only slowly understand. So far, he has calculated four moves, namely, 'Kings Gazing', 'Kings Roaring', 'Kings Glory' and 'King' Grave'.

The gaze of the kings is to spy on all the vanity in the world. The roar of the kings is a kind of soul storm. The glory of the kings is to cut through the thorns and pave a bright road for others. The tombs of the kings is the last habitat to bury all living things.

Xu Le's cultivation level is still very low, so his understanding is very superficial, but the essence of [God's gaze] is very powerful. Even if he goes to the fairyland, he may be the top cultivation skills. Even if he understands a little skin, it is earth-shaking.

At this moment, I realized that the 'graves of the kings' are like a huge furnace of heaven and earth, and anything can be refined.

A saint's remains turned into pure energy and integrated into Dantian. The energy sword body is constantly increasing, and the light is getting brighter and brighter. In the end, it seems to be able to compete with the sun and the moon.

The remains of 30 saints were refined, and Xu Le's combat effectiveness successfully broke through 600 dragons. He could not control the sword in Dantian. Even if there is no impact, the promotion barrier can hardly withstand the power of the sword body, making a click sound, which will automatically break at any time.

The square of the Changsheng Hall became an energy furnace, and the invincible power spread to the whole Changsheng Gate. All the disciples were secretly frightened, just like a huge mountain suspended above their heads, making them panicked.

Mao Mao came out of the remote corner, and his little eyes looked at the 'graves of the kings' outside Xu Le. He shook his little head and hummed twice and ran to sleep.

Many saints of the Changsheng Gate have finished practicing, and they saw this amazing scene when they walked out of the hall. Xu Le is like an ancient beast bathed in fire, rebirth with invincible will. Who can believe that a third-level saint in the Holy Land can cultivate his combat effectiveness to more than 600 dragon combat power, which is a height that countless saints can't reach in their lives.

Boom——

The flames rushed straight into the sky and burned half of the sky thoroughly.

Xu Le stood up and stood up and roared, the wind and clouds rolled, and the sun retreated. He was the only one in the sky. The promotion barrier was finally broken, and the rolling energy was like a flood**, Torrent and amazing.

The promotion barrier rushed through, and Dantian's energy was boiling, constantly brewing new energy. Xu Le's accumulation was so deep that he broke the limit several times and forcibly endured not breaking through. Now it has finally come true. His combat effectiveness has risen steadily, and he soon surpassed 700 dragons.

Xu Le moved the 'graves of the kings' to the peak, took out all the remains of the saints collected in the blood Mizi, and put all the last 30 into it. For a moment, the energy refined was like the moon hanging in the Milky Way, surging.

"If it is used to cultivate disciples, at least 40 or 50 saint-level disciples can be cultivated, but Taishang actually refines so much at one time, and anyone will be blown up alive." Ning Chan's leader exclaimed and said that it was not a pity, but a great joy, indicating that Xu Le's potential was too great and boundless.

Half an hour later, Xu Le's martial arts combat effectiveness was brave and radical, breaking through 800 dragons. At this time, his growth rate slowed down, accumulated and consumed, and his strength gradually disappeared.

Fortunately, the fourth level of the Holy Land has been stable. Next, you only need to practice it well and cultivate it to the peak of the fourth level.

Xu Le restrained his strength and was very satisfied with his transformation. As long as the martial arts power can break through the combat power of a thousand dragons, it can fully use the [Zhen Tianshang] and [Longshengjing], and even [War Map] can evolve one by one.

What he expected most was the eighteen pillars left by the Imogene, each of which is a top-quality magic weapon, many times more powerful than ordinary magic. If you can control the eighteen pillars, it is difficult to imagine how far your combat effectiveness can be improved. It is estimated that you can destroy a peak with one hand.

The more you master the magic, the stronger the increase in combat effectiveness. Like Xu Le's current cultivation, if he exerts two heavenly skills at the same time, it is easy to break through the combat power of a thousand dragons.

"Ning Zen sister, immediately send disciples to inquire about the news. I guess that a stronger enemy will attack in a few days."

Will there be old-fashioned dragons with more combat effectiveness than a thousand dragons? Such a person has reached another level, like the gap between a giant elephant and a little sheep. With their status, will they still deal with this little fairy gate in person?

"Brother, now there is no pure land in the Xuanhuang world. No matter which fairy gate will be besieged at any time, it seems that there is no way for us to consume it all the time."

Yuqing said a little worriedly.

"I know the most powerful killing move. No matter who comes, no matter how many forces are besieged, I can turn the world around in an instant. It's just that the requirements for this move are too harsh. I'm afraid that even if you have a hundred years of potential, you may not be able to do it.

Xu Le frowned slightly, and the Changsheng Gate was surrounded by foreign forces, which had long been a piece of fat. If you are as strong as the Five Immortal Gate, you don't need to worry about being attacked, but the power of the Changsheng Gate is too weak, and the number of saint-level disciples of any vanguard team is several times more than that of the Changsheng Gate.

After a brief shock, everyone showed an incredible look. What kind of shocking kill can be without fear of any enemy?

"Told to Taishang, the leader, there are three blood-stained female saints asking for help, and there are more than a dozen powerful magic masters behind who are not besieging and killing." Some disciples hurried to return.

Xu Le turned his head and looked, his eyes crossed the distant space, and the restrained breath broke out in an instant, like a peerless sword coming out of its sheath, and everyone felt the infinite murderous intent.

The three blood-stained female saints are actually Situ Qinglian, the 19th princess and Xiaoyi, the only disciple who was almost forgotten by him.

Am of the three, the 19th princess has the highest cultivation. Her Daluo Tian body runs with all her strength. Zhou Tianxing echoes it, and every punch is like a meteor impact.

Xiaoyi's martial arts cultivation is the weakest, but she keeps throwing spells one by one, evolving into various powerful attacks.

"Ah."

A scream came, and Situ Qinglian was shot through the abdomen by a middle-aged man, shot with blood arrows, and her life and death were in danger.