Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1394: Element Sublimation
After seeing the face of the injured person clearly, the performance of the demons and the human race can be described as a world of ice and fire.
The devil is cheering.
The expressions of the strong people of the human race were full of astonishment, shock, and disbelief.
Because it was Wang Sichao who was injured.
The number one human being in the Qingyu Realm suffered a fracture at the elbow of his right arm. The broken bone pierced through the muscle, exposing the white bone stubble, and dripping blood.
Are you going to lose?
The hearts of the powerful people of all races slipped into the abyss.
At the same time, through various live broadcast images, the people of the human race who saw this scene couldn't help crying with their heads in their hands, feeling waves of despair.
The strongest of the human race is about to lose.
The human race is going to be reduced to slaves and livestock.
Where is the hope?
There seems to be a dense darkness between the sky and the earth.
Lin Beichen was also terrified in his heart.
He had thought before that Xiu'er would be very strong.
But I didn't expect it to be so strong.
Double cultivation of true qi and devil qi has reached the lord-level realm.
How can this kind of person be described as a genius?
It's a monster at all.
This reminded Lin Beichen of the [Ice Breaking Breathing Technique] that Xiu'er gave him before.
Could it be that this technique can really break through the fifth-order barrier and realize the road of "from virtual to real"?
Lin Beichen thought about it, but finally shook his head.
Yu Wenxiuxian is a genius, the [Ice Breaking Breathing Technique] may be really amazing, but after all, the positions of each other are hostile, and it is impossible for him to practice a skill given by an enemy.
Thinking of this, he looked back at Zha Hu.
The dog thing is still doing crunches.
Now it's all that's left, it's not a level up, it's entering the fourth level.
There was an exclamation in my ears.
Lin Beichen looked towards Duanfeng battlefield.
I saw Wang Sichao's right hand pointing like a sword, chopping off his shattered left arm shoulder-to-shoulder.
The wound was sealed with zhenqi and never bleed.
"The waves behind the river push the waves ahead."
Wang Sichao's face was calm, as if he didn't feel the pain at all, but expressed emotion, saying: "When I think of a monster like you, I was trained and taught, I am a bad old man, I am proud and guilty... ...You want to fight for a chance for your own people, I don't blame you."
He knows what kind of effect it will have if it is spread through the live broadcast.
But he said it anyway.
This number one powerhouse who has been in the Qingyu world for three hundred years has his own courage and pattern.
"You want to use this old man as a stepping stone, and use my reputation in this life to frighten all the clans in the Qingyu Realm for you. I don't blame you."
"However, no matter how good an idea is, it needs to rely on strength to get it."
"Wanting to take it and being able to take it away are two different things."
Wang Sichao's body suddenly burned with incomparable light of true energy.
His aura began to soar continuously, even more powerful and frightening than the two shots he made before.
Crackling.
The sound of flesh creeping and bone growing.
His broken arm was reborn in an instant.
There was a red light shining on his face, and the whole person became unreal. Under the extremely bright light, the figure of this strongest man of the human race was illusory, as if he was about to turn reality into nothingness.
Powerful.
Invincible.
At this moment, the peerless demeanor of the strongest human being in the Qingyu world was vividly displayed.
"Elements are sublimated!"
On the Duan Peak of the Magic Brush, Liu Wuyan and other sect masters looked horrified and complicated, with tears welling up in their eyes.
"What happened?"
Lin Beichen asked.
Yu Wuque came over to explain.
Ninety-nine out of 10 human warriors in the Qingyu Realm follow the direction of cultivation of the twentieth elemental bloodline.
The so-called 'elemental sublimation' is to completely elementalize one's true energy, burn the power of elements, and directly sublimate oneself, sending out the strongest and final blow.
The price is that after this move, the power of the most basic elements in the world will be dispersed, and it will survive forever.
"It's dead."
Lao Yu finally summed up concisely.
Lin Beichen looked towards Duanfeng battlefield.
In other words, after this battle, no matter whether Wang Sichao can win or not, he is doomed to fall.
Is it because Yu Wenxiuxian put too much pressure on him, making him no sure of winning, so he was forced to do his best to sublimate, or is it because he already has the will to die no matter whether he wins or loses? I am willing to live to accept the criticism of the world.
On the Duanfeng battlefield.
In the depths of Yu Wenxiuxian's purple eyes, a touch of sadness disappeared in a flash.
He didn't say anything else, and he circulated his true energy and magic energy at the same time.
Elemental power as bright as silver floated in his left hand, and void magic energy as dark as ink floated in his right hand.
Half a human being.
Half body is a demon.
Under his control, the true energy and the devil energy are constantly fused, and then a powerful destructive power burst out, and the world-destroying breath overflowed, making everyone around feel palpitations and suffocation.
"This is the last and most evil move of my three forbidden moves."
Wu Wenxiuxian's palms were facing each other, and they kept approaching, squeezing the magic energy and the true energy together, continuously merging, and finally turned into chaotic gray.
He clasped the palms of his hands together, pointed his fingers towards the entrance of the alley, stretched out his arms, raised them above his head, and then slashed down suddenly.
"Evil Forbidden move [Cang Sheng Jie]... Please go, teacher."
Boom!
Chaotic gray beam of light, from his hand
The palm burst out, like a streamer as fast as lightning, shooting towards Wang Sichao.
There is no previous blaze.
There is no special effect flow between them.
There is only one chaotic gray beam of light.
Opposite.
Wang Sichao has also completely completed the 'elemental sublimation', and the whole person is in the state of the elemental body, and slowly stretches out his hand: "Three Sanshou... [Tian Xingyun], kill."
The whole person turned into a ball of flame, like a meteor swooping down from the depths of the sky, extremely bright, extremely brilliant, extremely powerful, piercing through the void, and facing upward.
The light hits.
Between the heaven and the earth, there was a gloomy silence.
Silent.
There was no wind either.
On the Duanfeng battlefield, the light and space are frantically distorting and collapsing.
But there is no energy spilling out at all.
The people around seemed to be watching a silent light and shadow show. No matter how horrifying the scene on Duanfeng Battlefield, they remained silent. any impact on the environment.
For a moment.
The amorous feelings dissipate, and the brilliance is exhausted.
Yu Wenxiuxian's figure exploded, and the sleeves of a pair of arms were wiped out, exposing muscles with clear texture like white jade rocks, filled with a layer of fine and dense blood beads, and blood dripped in the clasped palms flow down.
Opposite.
Wang Sichao has no scars on his whole body.
The clothes are complete.
Countless eyes focused on these two figures.
Reversed?
The elemental sublimation of the first strong man finally won the first battle for the human race?
A gust of wind blows.
Wu Wenxiuxian slowly retracted his arms, purple magic flames floated over his arms, the scars healed instantly, and the blood disappeared.
He looked at the old man on the opposite side with a complicated expression, sighed, and said, "Teacher, do you still have a wish?"
A smile of relief appeared on Wang Sichao's face.
His skin, like a broken egg shell, was cracked with black cracks.
"After all, it's just a big dream in vain, and the lonely shadow shines in shock..."
A dreamlike sigh came from the mouth of the strongest man of the human race who has been in the Qingyu Realm for three hundred years: "My wish, what do you think?"
The voice did not fall.
His body turned into countless white fragments, scattered and split, floating in the wind.
Wang Sichao, the lord of Chaotian Que and the number one human race in Qingyu Realm... has fallen.
There is no sound in the surrounding world.
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