The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 249: Invincible (1)
Yin Xuege's heart convulsed violently, her blood almost stopped flowing.
He thought a lot, he thought of Yuanlu World, the palm that fell from the sky and almost destroyed everything. It was a blow from a saint, a blow from a certain saint of the unknown saint clan. Across the unspeakable boundary wall, a sage's light palm can also obliterate everything in the Yuanlu world.
He thought of Miaowen Buddha again. When he was still a Bodhisattva, although his aura was unfathomable and made people feel unattainable, Yin Xuege could roughly estimate his limit.
It's like a high mountain stands in front of you. From a distance, you can at least see where the top of the mountain is. Whether you can climb it or not is a matter of personal ability and luck, but at least you know that you can try to climb this mountain.
When Miaowen Bodhisattva became Miaowen Buddha, he was like a star in the sky. You know that he is there, and you know that he is emitting boundless light and heat, but with ordinary people's thinking and vision, it is impossible to find a way to touch him.
It is a terrifying realm that is unattainable, unstoppable, and dominates and controls everything at the same time.
Yin Xuege is not self-deprecating, but he clearly understands that with his current strength and current state, any saint, or the existence of the state of honor, or the existence of the state of Buddha, can obliterate him with a single thought.
The middle-aged man in front of him is actually a saint!
He stood in the palm of the blood sea Asura, looking at the middle-aged man stiffly. Don't speak, don't speak, don't move. In the face of this kind of existence beyond common sense, all unnecessary actions and words are useless.
Among the immortals of the Holy Spirit Realm present, more than 90% exploded their nests like frightened mice. They screamed indiscriminately and fled away as Changhong at the fastest speed. There were even a few people who directly crushed the life-saving talisman bestowed by their ancestors. The body suddenly disappeared without a trace in a cloud of strong light, and was moved thousands of miles away by the fairy talisman.
The remaining people had much stronger self-control than the others. They barely suppressed the shock and fear in their hearts, and stood there tremblingly looking at the middle-aged man. Countless thoughts flashed through their minds - if this guy is really a saint, why does he speak in such a gentle and almost humble tone?
The face of the middle-aged man twitched slightly, and he stared at the immortals who turned into rainbows and fled away. The pupils dilated faintly, and Hun Ling'er drifted off somewhere.
After a while, he trembled and woke up from the trance. He forced a smile, and bowed deeply to Yin Xuege, who was standing in the palm of Asura in the sea of blood, his whole body tensed: "Everyone, aren't you from our local area? Ha, as long as you are willing to retreat, we can give our all." Any price you can afford.”
Guilt. Lack of confidence, everyone could hear the weakness and powerlessness in the middle-aged man's tone. His body was also tense, his legs were trembling slightly, and there was a thin layer of sweat coming out of his forehead.
Could this be a saint?
Looking at his performance, he is clearly an ordinary person who was forced to negotiate a price with the tiger, and begged the tiger not to eat people and leave quickly.
Le Youyou stared at the middle-aged man, and he turned to Yin Xuege. Looking at Youquan again, a bad breath suddenly rushed to his forehead. He laughed oddly. He laughed hysterically: "Ha, look at you being scared like this! A saint? Is it just this softie? How could he be a saint?"
Amidst the wild laughter, a flash of inspiration flashed in Le Youyou's hand, and a three-foot-long Jasper Ruyi appeared out of thin air. Bordered with gold thread, the jasper inlaid with eight treasures on the cloud head shone with eight-color fairy lights, attracting the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth. A large cloud of smoke and auspicious light was rolled up. Le Youyou grabbed Yu Ruyi, and almost insanely smashed the middle-aged man's forehead.
Yu Ruyi is a golden celestial artifact, not high in grade, but it is very magical. This is a golden fairy weapon that can absorb the aura of heaven and earth by itself, and can explode with powerful power without the user spending too much fairy power. Therefore, although the grade is a little lower, for an eighth-grade true immortal like Le Youyou, his value is much greater than those top-grade golden fairy weapons.
The middle-aged man's eyes widened, he yelled in horror, and staggered back again and again. He saw Le Youyou's movements clearly, and he also saw Yu Ruyi smashing down towards him with the cloud of glowing light and mist all over the sky. The divine light flickered in his eyes, and he even saw clearly how the cloud of glowing light and smoke near Yu Ruyi was produced. How did the aura of heaven and earth construct this cloud of smoke that was heavier than a mountain peak.
But he couldn't dodge, he didn't know how to dodge more effectively. He was just like an ordinary mortal, dancing back and forth in a bewilderment. He stepped on the back of his gown, and then sat down on the ground.
With a loud noise, Biyu Ruyi hit the middle-aged man **** the forehead.
The sky was full of strong light, and Le Youyou let out a miserable howl. The jade Ruyi shattered on the middle-aged man's forehead, and countless tiny jade particles were bounced back, hitting him hard. The protective fairy clothes on his body spewed out brocade clouds to protect his whole body, but these extremely hard jasper particles easily pierced through the brocade clouds and pierced his body.
Le Youyou flew back with blood spurting all over his body. There were at least two hundred transparent holes the size of soybean grains on his body, and viscous plasma was constantly spraying out. Those jasper particles crazily rotated and struck in his body, smashing dozens of his bones, and severely wounding his internal organs.
Pampered and spoiled since she was a child, Le Youyou, who has never suffered such a bitterness, flew back more than ten miles, fell to the ground, and passed out from the pain. His personal guard rushed up in alarm, and took out a large amount of panacea as if mourning, wrapped him in a thick layer, and poured several bottles of life-saving panacea for him.
Before fainting, Le Youyou stared at Yin Xuege with incomparable resentment—he just wanted to show his masculinity in front of Youquan, why did he suffer such a heavy injury? Everything was caused by Yin Xuege!
On the forehead of the middle-aged man, a strand of long hair hung down, blocking his sight.
He brushed his long hair blankly, looked at Yin Xuege in horror and screamed: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, what do you want? I will give it to you! All my property , My eighteen houses in the city, the 380 manors outside the city, and the 5,700 villages under my name are all given to you, all to you!"
He twitched in fright, a lot of sweat spewed out of his pores, and the silk clothes on his body were quickly wet with sweat, sticking to his body greasy. Dozens of peak Golden Immortal-level guards who followed him pulled out their sabers tremblingly, walked up to him with weak legs and lined up in front of him, protecting him behind them.
No one said anything, Yin Xuege opened her mouth wide, looking at the middle-aged man in horror and dull.
That Jasper Ruyi, although it is only a low-level golden fairy weapon, is a golden fairy weapon after all. Not to mention that the Golden Immortal Artifact's attack contains the Dao of Heaven and Earth, the material of the Golden Immortal Artifact is extremely precious, and the material is even more hard and tough to the extreme.
The fairy weapon used by ordinary wandering immortals is like a treasured knife chopping wood against mundane magical weapons, and it can easily hit two pieces with one blow.
As for the real fairy artifacts used by real immortals, it is like cutting meat with a kitchen knife, even the best quality immortal artifacts can be easily cut.
As for the golden fairy weapon with the lowest quality in the golden fairy realm, its material is like a magic weapon made of diamonds to cut tofu compared to the real fairy weapon. In front of the golden fairy weapon, there is no way to stop the sharpness of the golden fairy weapon.
As for this middle-aged man, he didn't use any magical powers to protect his body, and he didn't have any defensive magic weapon on him. The skin on his forehead was not damaged at all, but the golden fairy weapon was completely shattered.
The only harm the shattered golden fairy weapon did to this middle-aged man was that it smashed the headband that tied his hair, causing a strand of long hair to hang messily over his face. This is Le Youyou's full blow, which brought all the troubles to the middle-aged man.
This monster, who was as strong as a monster, rebounded and shattered a golden fairy weapon, he actually cried and begged Yin Xuege for mercy, telling Yin Xuege not to kill him. In order to survive, he can hand over all his property.
"My Buddha is so kind, Monk, I have gone crazy today." Monk Yunjue shook his big bald head vigorously, he raised his heavy Zen stick blankly, and the phantoms of eight dragons slowly emerged behind him. He used the divine power of the eight Buddhist dragons to subdue demons, and his body suddenly rose to about three feet and six feet.
With a loud roar, Monk Yunjue bypassed the guards who were trembling like quails holding sabers, and rushed straight to the middle-aged man, and blasted his Zen stick on the middle-aged man's head with all his strength.
"Bitter too!"
Amidst the wailing sound, the Buddha's light disintegrated~IndoMTL.com~ Monk Yunjue's Zen stick exploded into countless fist-sized fragments, and many fragments hit him, making his golden body of Arhat roar loudly, Several extremely obvious dents appeared on the chest.
His arms were shattered inch by inch, and all his muscles exploded. The muscles and meridians that looked like blue glass rolled up indiscriminately. After piercing through his muscles, it leaked out of his body in a mess.
Dragged two badly injured arms, Monk Yunjue staggered back as if he had seen a ghost. The eight heavenly dragon phantoms behind him were also shattered inch by inch, and the terrifying shock force rushed into his body, almost completely annihilating the Buddhist supernatural powers that he had cultivated for thousands of years.
Monk Yunjue was so painful that tears spewed out, he vomited blood, staggered and rushed in front of Monk Yunluo and fell to the ground. He used a portion of his power to bombard the middle-aged man, but the power of the counter-shock was at least ten times that of his full blow. His internal organs were full of cracks, and he was on the verge of death. (To be continued..)
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