World of Immortals Chapter 269: The Last Mark of the Warrior

Xiao Chen was confused and had entered a state of dying. He was pierced by three war swords, and it was difficult for the supernatural powers of the sky to be safe. Although the war sword did not burst out the aura of destroying the world, it was so innocent. Physical attacks were not something Xiao Chen could bear.

If it is Fanpin, why would Yuanzi, Tongtian, Laozi and others go to grab it?

The sixteen deified acupuncture points in the body slowly overflowed with life essence, which made Xiao Chen's nearly collapsed sex, a ray of life shining. Like the cracked earth, the source of life suddenly flows out. This is the most effective supplement.

A little light emerged, Xiao Chen's skin was crystal clear and shiny, the blood was slowly solidifying, and the wound was slowly healing. The three legendary war swords seemed to merge with Xiao Chen, as if growing on his body.

Xiao Chen, who was in a state of dying, slowly began to wake up, and a huge sky monument in front of him plunged into the sky, towering into the clouds. Behind the sky monument was a vaguely divine garden. The clouds were misty and it was impossible to see clearly. The whole picture, I can only roughly perceive the exceptional tranquility there, like a whole new world.

At this moment, Lao Tzu, Buddha, Tong Tian, ​​Yuan Yuan, etc., are already standing in front of the huge monument, gazing at the God Garden carefully. A little white light inside was moving fast, it turned out to be a snow-white little beast, it seemed to be unaffected by the slightest, and it could fly freely inside.

The breeze blows away some mist, and gradually reveals some true features. The Shenyuan seems to be an independent space, which seems a little out of tune with the surrounding world. The surrounding space is distorted, it seems to be embedded in it, and it is difficult to judge what kind of space the God Garden is.

Seeing the three war swords nailed to Xiao Chen flying, the Sun Zhi Shen, God, Kong Xuan, White Tiger Holy Emperor and others were a little surprised, but they were helpless. In this space, they lost their previous great supernatural powers. , It is difficult to fly in the air.

Watching three war swords nail Xiao Chen and slam into the sky stele.

The sky stele as high as a huge mountain burst out with a monstrous black mist, which instantly submerged Xiao Chen and the three war swords in it.

"Eye yeah..."

It feels like it's being sensed. The little snow-white beast Ke Ke felt a familiar breath in the garden. Rushed out quickly. It can fly into the sky. Whether in the garden of God. Still in the lost world. There are no obstacles. This space has no effect on it.

At this moment. It already has a physical body. That is the place that the Master Tongtian temporarily refined for it.

Swipe

The light flashed. Ke Ke rushed to the sky not far from the monument. Cried anxiously. Constantly impact on the Tianbei. But there is no other way. The endless black clouds are rolling. Which contains a majestic force. It is as strong as the Master Tongtian, Lao Tzu, Yuan Yuan and others frowned. One can imagine how terrifying power is.

But those dark clouds didn't take the initiative to launch an attack. It just passively prevents the little beast from approaching. Dark clouds burst. Engulfed Xiao Chen completely.

"Go to Paradise Lost. Now you can't save him." The leader of Tongtiao communicated to Keke.

"Don't go! Don't go! Don't go!" There was a wave of divine consciousness, and the little beast shook his head vigorously, his big eyes filled with anxious light.

Not far away, the white tiger holy emperor's eyes flashed, and then he said coldly: "This little beast can't stay." While speaking, he looked at the primitive nearby.

The original did not say anything, but Tongtian snorted coldly, and said: "The matter has not progressed before. If anyone dares to kill it, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"The nine-fold seal has been broken, and this beast should be killed." The original spoke. Although he spoke calmly and without any intention to kill, since such a character has spoken, it is enough to explain the seriousness of the problem.

On weekdays, the original hand-raising room can wipe out the endless repairers, and will not just target a small person at all. But now he advocates killing the Snow White Little Beast, which is inconsistent with his respected status.

"Take this sword to split the stone tablet." Yuan Yuan pointed at Ke Ke and raised the primitive war sword he had obtained.

"Eh..."

The little beast looked at him suspiciously, then turned into a white light and flew down into the sky.

Silentlessly, the war sword was raised diagonally, piercing straight towards Koko, and at the same time the space seemed to be imprisoned, blocking the escape of the little beast.

Beside, the eyes of the White Tiger Holy Emperor and the Great Demon were shocked. Their supernatural powers completely disappeared. Today, only the powerful physical treasures still retain the powerful lethality, but there is still some magical power left in the original. The half ancestor **** is really terrifying.

"Eh..." Snow White Little Beast yelled angrily, and the little beast claws vigorously waved, and the Colorful Shenguang tried its best to shoot, sweeping towards the stabbing war sword.

Swipe

The war sword seemed to be nothing but unbreakable. Although there was no energy fluctuation, it split the colorful divine light with a simple physical attack, and slashed towards Ke Ke without any barriers. However, the brilliance that was split in half was divided into two parts and swept toward the original.

The colored light sturdily collided with the big sleeves that the original then waved, and it made a loud "bang", which completely dissipated into the sky. The snow-white little beast in the air rushed up quickly and dodged the war sword dangerously and dangerously, but blood was spilled from the corner of his mouth that was impacted by a faint invisible sword energy.

Flying into the sky, it can hardly escape, because this space is sealed by the original, like an air prison. Although it is also good at imprisoning magical powers, it can't break through at this moment.

It is conceivable how powerful Primordial is. In this mysterious world, almost all the magical powers except for Choko have been lost. They can only rely on the powerful sex, and he can still show Part of the power is unpredictable.

If it weren't that his supernatural powers could not be displayed, one blow would be enough to wipe out the snow-white little beast several times.

This is the strength of the half-group gods, even if it is the phoenix of the shaggy land at the moment, it is not comparable to other people.

"Original villain, you are the big villain..." Snow White Little Beast was very anxious at first, but at this moment, he was extremely angry. Angrily spread his voice through mental fluctuations, and said: "Why are you trying to lie to me and kill me?"

"You shouldn't be here, you should be punishable!" The original words were extremely cold, and the war sword in his hand was raised again, pointing at the little white beast in the sky.

"This is the number of days, you should be punishable, you can't live!" The White Tiger Saint Emperor slowly walked into the primitive space prison. Facing Ke Ke who was trapped in this small space with a stern expression.

Swipe

Another faint light radiated from the war sword, and it swept Ke Ke. Although he couldn't display all his power, he was a half ancestral **** after all. He was only a part of his power, and he was not able to contend with the Snow White Little Beast.

Although Ke Ke worked hard to sweep out the colorful glow. But still shattered, it vomited blood and rolled out.

The snow-white little beast was extremely frightened. Although young, it was strange and strange. Of course, he knew that this was an excuse, and the people in front of him wanted to get rid of it. Anxious that Xiao Chen was engulfed by the black cloud of the sky stele, furious at the situation in front of him, it tried its best to escape, but it couldn't break through the original enclosed space.

Koko swept across Lao Tzu, Buddha, God, and the Holy Sun. I found that everyone was indifferent, and seemed to acquiesce in all this.

The original third weak sword aura shook out, and Ke Ke was swept away again. The blood dripped from the corner of its mouth, and it looked a little dazed. It really didn't know why these people wanted to kill it. It never thought that the human heart would be so cold.

It seemed that it was difficult to escape, and it asked the Lord Tongtian, his voice soft and tender, and extremely childish.

"Tongtian, will you kill me too? Why is this?"

Three war swords pierced Xiao Chen straight into the sky stele.

"Boom"

Strongly hit the sky stele, his bones almost shattered, and the pain caused Xiao Chen to scream.

He didn't know why this happened. I don't understand why the three war swords penetrated him and slammed him straight into the sky stele.

"This...very bad!"

At this moment, an old voice sounded abruptly.

"The aptitude is not very good. It is only the foundation of one's sight in twenty years, not even the kind of outstanding people who have seen one in a thousand years or ten thousand years. How can such a aptitude be passed on?"

The sound is like coming through the ancient time and space, misty and long, with an indescribable breath of vicissitudes.

"Who are you?" Xiao Chen was frightened, with three war swords stuck in his body. Without magical powers, the heart-piercing pain is beyond words.

"I am me, a me who is about to dissipate."

"Inheritance what?"

"It has nothing to do with you. Your qualifications are too bad. I will not pass you any power, even if you are selected by three war swords."

"Choose me?" Xiao Chen was shocked. He was clearly pierced by three war swords, almost causing his body to collapse, but now he heard the old voice. It doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems on the surface.

"It has nothing to do with me. It's just that the sword has selected you, and my power will not be given to you." The old voice was extremely cold. Obviously, he didn't dare to be interested in Xiao Chen at all.

Xiao Chen felt very boring, and the other party seemed to despise him.

The three war swords trembled, leading Xiao Chen to fly again, traversing the endless black fog, and revolving around the sky stele.

"Huh, learn as much as you can. This is your luck. But don't expect my strength." The old voice was heard again.

The third sky monument!

The third celestial monument is truly true!

This is what Xiao Chen dreamed of. He clearly saw the inscription on the huge monument, and his excitement was beyond words.

Ancient stele sky map!

A complicated and mysterious meridian map appeared in his mind.

Excited to excitement!

That was the follow-up exercise. Xiao Chen remembered it firmly only once. The profound art worked on its own in an instant, and the ancient stele heaven figure heart method perfectly continued to the third part.

At this moment, Xiao Chen's body and mind have undergone subtle changes, as if he is about to be reborn from the ashes, feeling that both his body and mind will undergo a sublimation.

Suddenly, this mysterious and mysterious wonderland was forcibly terminated, and the three war swords, regardless of his feelings, nailed him and flew towards the back of the sky stele. A series of scratches of the ancient vicissitudes appeared in front of his eyes, there was no constitution to speak of, it was like a mess of grass.

"Is it a magical power similar to the four major Sanshou?" Xiao Chen shouted out in surprise, and then focused on watching.

The old voice sounded again: "Hmph, Wu Di is sad. Now the world only knows magical powers, but does not understand the true meaning of martial arts. Now there is no pure warrior."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm sorrowing for Wu."

"I am a warrior." Xiao Chen was not convinced.

"Hmph, if you are a martial artist, just rely on martial arts to kill me two and a half ancestor gods!"

"You...they..."

"They?" The old voice was a little disdainful, and said: "What's wrong with them. Their magical powers are blocked, and now they can only show part of it. If you are a pure martial artist, you can definitely fight with them alone. Well, you go and kill the two and a half ancestor gods. If you succeed, I will pass on part of your true meaning of martial arts."

"Who are you?" Xiao Chen was surprised.

"I am the last pure martial artist's mark. I have no magical powers, no spells, and I don't use the power of heaven and earth. I only cultivate martial arts."

"The last mark of the warrior? Isn't it...Isn't someone like me a warrior?"

"What are you, what are the differences between you and those outside? They are all spiritualists, don't understand the true meaning of martial arts at all, and don't understand how the world's strongest combat power is produced."

"I am a martial artist, I want to cultivate martial arts." Xiao Chen has always regarded himself as a martial artist. It feels very unpleasant to be so despised right now.

"Then go and kill a half-ancestral **** to show me." came. Yuan Yijian penetrated Ke Ke, and then picked up the convulsively white little beast, letting the blood gurgle, bypassing the monument, and walked towards the real paradise lost.

Tongtian, Laozi, Buddha, Sun Sage, God, Kong Xuan, White Tiger Sacred Emperor, Great Demon and others followed closely.

Swipe

The light flashed, and it was as strong as the half ancestor god. After entering the Lost Paradise, the last faint light on the body disappeared, and the magical powers were truly endless.

The White Tiger Holy Emperor reminded: "Beware of that little beast. Its soul is immortal, don't let it escape."

The primitive snorted coldly, and said indifferently: "The sword has nailed its soul, and it wants to escape to the sky. It is destined to be suppressed for eternity."

The Lost Paradise is like a magnificent garden, as perfect as a fairy tale world. The jasper tree is swaying with a little green light, colorful flowers and crystal clear petals. They are all carved like **** jade.

There are no animals, only plants, just like a piece of pure land, a beautiful stream, extremely clear, flowing slowly, passing through the jade forest like a jade belt.

At this point, it is better than the primitive, Lao Tzu, and the Buddha dare not be careless, because their true supernatural powers have completely disappeared. Only ** can rely on.

"Eh..." The snow-white little beast nailed to the war sword. With constant bleeding, his mind is no longer awake. Muttered vaguely: "Xiao Chen...Where are you? No...things, the Tianbei didn't... hurt you."

Suddenly, murderous aura rises in Paradise Lost!

Xiao Chen strode into the Lost Paradise, with three war swords nailed to his body, with infinite killing intent in his eyes, staring at the primitive, Laozi, Buddha and others, and then angrily at the Master Tongtian, and finally looked at him with pity. At the little beast who was falling into a coma and talking nonsense.

"Clang"

Xiao Chen pulled out a war sword from his body~IndoMTL.com~ actually made a metal trembling sound, his body was like a real scabbard, no blood flowed out at all, he pointed to the primitive, indifferent Said: "I am at odds with you, today I want to kill the half ancestor god!"

Primitive ignored Xiao Chen, his deep eyes didn't look at him at all, staring at the three war swords on his body for an instant.

"Kill!"

Xiao Chen only had this word, and he leaped up and struck out with a sword.

Dangdangdang

The metal tremor shook the world, and the sleeve of the primitive left hand slashed at will, constantly hitting the war sword in Xiao Chen's hand.

"Clang"

The sword came out of its sheath, and Xiao Chen pulled out the second sword from his body.

An old voice echoed in Xiao Chen's ears: "If you kill all the half ancestor gods in Paradise Lost, I will try my best to convey the true meaning of your martial artist. Tongtian, Laozi, Buddha, God, Sun Sage, etc. Hearing this voice, I was shocked immediately.