Legend of the Swordking Chapter 808: Huangquan Sage

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Holy Corpse Forest, a holy soil contaminated by death.

Every sage, even the great sages of the sages, will have an end to the day. Even some ancient sages can only live up to a thousand years, even if they have practiced the rules of time and years , Living for two thousand years is the limit. This is the limit of human life, unless one can achieve detachment and become a legendary god.

However, God is too far away, and the last legend about God does not know when it is.

So when the sages in the lower realm feel that their life is about to come to an end, they can’t see through and understand, they can only choose to come to the place closest to death, which is the holy corpse forest on the boundary of life and death, but when they After arriving in the holy corpse forest, she was unable to penetrate the secrets of the heavens. In the end, she could only sit and transform on this holy land, and his body fell into the earth, thus forming the holy corpse forest.

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At this time, the ancient corpses in the holy corpse forest seem to have been awakened, and there are at least a thousand breaths awakening in the ground in an instant. This is too terrifying. Many of these ancient corpses have been loaded. The great sage in the annals of history, even if his power is only half left, is still terrifying. I am afraid that the power of the upper realm right way in front of him can never be suppressed.

The holy spirit is stirring in the air.

Master Zhugeming's right hand divine sword, left hand wine gourd, has entered the realm of full firepower, strands of peerless sword light soaring into the sky, forming a sword pillar around his body, fighting the four saint corpses without losing. Compared with this, the strength of some palms in the inner courtyard was much inferior, and even many palms could not bear the Shengwei in the holy corpse forest, and had vomited blood and injured.

This jungle with abundant holy energy is completely reduced to a battlefield, and the holy corpses awakened and joined the battle, so that the upper realm right way can use more than a dozen holy ones to suppress this scene, and we young A generation of monks was even forced to stay away, unable to join the battlefield at all, and the collision of the holy realm made us even not qualified to enter the battlefield!

"Uncle Master!"

A palm seat of Tianfeng Academy was shaken back by a powerful saint corpse, and his body flew out like a stream of light, crushing a whole jungle before stopping, his bones seemed to be broken, and he coughed up blood. .

Li Qingyin drew his sword close and fed him a healing pill. Then the Qingyin sword shook the sacred corpse, and the Confucian Swordsmanship rolled endless sword intent like a wave. Directly retreating this saint corpse, Li Qingyin was ranked as a semi-sage, and even a master on the semi-sacred list. At this time, he was very shocking when he shot, and he was already able to compete with a mid-level saint.

The central battlefield continues to expand, and one after another, saint corpses jumped out from the center of the battlefield and began to slaughter young monks on the periphery.

"Roar--"

Amidst the terrifying roar, a sage with a disheveled head and a azure cyan sword in his hand broke through the ground, his face was full of madness, his eyes filled with the momentum of looking at the world, and the roar spurred a thunderous blow. A middle-aged saint who went straight to the Ministry of Defense, the sword was fierce, this sword has entered the state of unity, fierce and domineering!

A ray of blood glided across, shocking everyone. The sage of the Ministry of War, wearing an extraordinary armor, couldn’t stop a sword, and flew out one arm directly, wisps of holy road lightning swallowed his body and burned him. It was a little scorched, and the body flew out like a cannonball, and only stopped after hitting the two mountain ranges, losing its combat power in one blow.

My heart trembled: "So strong..."

Lin Muzhao was also full of worry in his eyes, and stood beside me and said, "This saint corpse has a very different origin. The martial arts sacrificed seems to be the legendary thunder-cracking technique, known as the Holy One of Yellow Springs. Celestial Sky is a powerful man of the Holy Path more than 3,000 years ago. He was the proud son of the sky who once traversed an era, but he didn't want to be reduced to a corpse."

Not far away, someone recognized it.

"Huangquan Sage! The legendary Great Sage is born, my God, I didn't expect to see this level of Sage in this life, I'm afraid... this decisive battle will become a disaster for our human race. ."

"Huangquan Sage is known as undefeated in the Middle Ages, how could it become like this, he has become the minion of the endless sea of ​​corpses..."

"He is not a minion, but is controlled by his will."

Everyone looked at it, and sure enough, the eyes of the Sage of Huangquan were very hollow, and the only aura came from a touch of blood, which seemed to be controlled by a deep power.

"It's terrible..."

Lin Muzhao murmured: "The corpse-handling tribe pays attention to power control. The saint corpse of a powerful person like Huangquan Sage must also be a corpse-handling powerhouse at the sage level. Could it be that... The corpse-handling tribe actually produced a corpse-handling person in the holy way for thousands of years? This is too terrible, a corpse-handling holy way can control at least three holy corpses, and the combat power is terrifying. "

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While speaking, the corpse of the sage of Huangquan entered a state of slaughter, and a war knife passed by with a "chi", and the head of a semi-sage of the Ministry of War was chopped off. With the dance of his war knife, everything around it followed the knife. Ups and downs, there were more than a dozen semi-sages who died under his sword in a blink of an eye, as if they were in an uninhabited state.

"Keng——"

Mars splashed, Dongfang Qi, known as the enemy of ten thousand people, just received a knife from the Holy One of Huangquan, and was shocked to vomit blood and flew back. His face was pale. It is incredible that there will be such a strong person in the world, I am afraid unless It was the top sword saints and sword saints who could contend with it, but unfortunately, Shangguan Nanfeng, Shangguan Ziyi, and the Empress Tianxin all went to the Demon Emperor Mausoleum for another battle, and could not get out.

As the East retreats together, he roars: "Please block the sage of the sky wind and white deer, don't let the sage of the Ministry of War be cut off!"

For a time, Ouyang Fu and Qu Yeliang, the two masters of the Palace of Heavenly Wind Academy, rushed over together, the aura of the Holy Dao surged like a tide, the sword light shook the earth, and the sword battle with the Holy One of Huangquan Together, but in the end the strength was inferior, and both were defeated without more than 50 strokes, and the flesh was cut by a sharp sword.

"Not good..."

With blood on his face, Qu Yeliang said solemnly: "The holy person of Huangquan has fallen for many years, and he has actually realized a terrible power of death rules, plus his own realm of swords, even if the master comes It may not be able to suppress him!"

"Siege, condense sword energy, with many enemies!"

Zhu Geming roared and shook the iron sword in his hand, blasting out a sword intent of a Qianlong going out of the abyss, rushing straight to the sage of Huangquan in the distance. At the same time, Yun Nishang and Xiao Yi from Bailu Academy The sage also roared and urged two strong sword intents together, even Lin Muzhao was attentive, like one hand, the flying sword was out of its sheath.

"Let's go together, fight it!"

Lu Qingshu, Zhang Xiuping and others shot one by one.

I also silently transported Wang Li, released the Canglong Soul, and blasted out a sword with thirty-six times the power. The fairy bone sword swept the air-powered mountains and rivers and gathered into thousands of sword auras.

This is an unfair battle. At least hundreds of upper realm righteous cultivators took action together and confronted the sage of Huangquan.

However, the sage of Huangquan, who is the target of the public, has no fear on his face, and even screams up to the sky. Layers of black mist rises and continues to linger, forming an artistic conception of death rules. In that artistic conception It makes people feel the profound secrets of death. That is the real space of death. All things begin to annihilate once they enter this space.

Following the howling sound, strands of inscription patterns climbed onto the sturdy body of the sage of Huangquan, turning into a golden body, and countless sword auras from the outside blasted into the dead space, but the power began to annihilate in an instant. , In a blink of an eye, there is no one, and even one-tenth of the strength is not preserved. Then the sword intent, sword aura, and flying swords blasted on the golden body of the holy person of Huangquan, but they were bombed and injured. Not him.

"Roar!"

This Medieval sage roared, brandishing a sword to bully him, raising his sword to swept past, and suddenly swept out the overwhelming blue light of death, quickly beheading thousands of military masters. After the blue light was annihilated, those The master actually only has the bones left in the armor, and the strength is not on the same level.

Furthermore, the sage of Huangquan seems to have absorbed some of the power that attacked him just now, and the stronger the Vietnam War, he urged such a terrifying blow.

"Not good..."

Xiao Yi said solemnly: "I heard some historical records recorded earlier that the sage of Huangquan had practiced a golden body. As long as the golden body is not broken, the stronger the battle will be. If we can't break his body, I am afraid that the Holy One of Huangquan will be invincible in the world!"

"If he slashed at us, Bailu Academy would be gone!"

Zhu Geming let out a low roar, and his eyes revealed unprecedented wisdom and determination. When he made a mistake, he turned into a phantom and galloped away, using the style of dragging sword art in Wushuang Nine Swords. , Raise the speed to the extreme, gather the strength in one point, and strive to shoot down the opponent's weakness with one blow to fill the place, once and for all.

The sword was magnificent, and with a "chih", it broke through the death space outside the holy person of Huangquan, and pierced his throat to fill the place.

Everyone was shocked.

Zhu Geming is only the palm seat at the bottom of the 36th Inner Court of Bailu Academy, but his strength and courage directly crush everyone, not inferior to the palace owner of the Holy Palace, and even slightly wins. Therefore, this move of the sword went slanting forward, deducting the mystery and suddenness of the kendo of dragging the sword to the extreme, which directly made me look at it.

The sword's front is extremely fast, piercing through the power of the rules, and burning a white flame.

But, the opponent is Huangquan Sage, where is it so easy to succeed?

Sage of Huangquan suddenly raised his body, avoiding the vital point of his neck, and opened his palms that had been surrounding the golden golden body with the decisive pattern, and caught Zhuge Ming’s iron sword and blade as fast as lightning. With chills in his eyes, he stared at him and said: "Drunkard, why don't you drink and come here to die? Do you want to die like that?"

Zhu Geming's expression sank, his wrists turned, he immediately wrung the iron sword, and quickly spurred a sword wringing technique, using the opponent's arm as a soldier, and wringing out the sharp sword intent.

The holy person of Huangquan was furious, with one palm, the power of the majestic holy way exploded, shattering the sword intent, and the fierce palm horizontally faced Zhuge Ming.

"Peng——"

Zhu Geming's face was livid and retreats a hundred feet, with the palm of the sage of Huangquan with a half-holy realm, but fell in the wind, but was not defeated, the long sword was swung, and the sword intent was raised again. Sora almost urged together, blasting towards the Holy One of Huangquan like thunder.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Sage of Huangquan waved his sword, setting off a heavy blue flame of death, and attacked Zhugeming's sword with the sword.

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