"A sum of reincarnation will determine life and death!"
Xia Ping looked at the Middle Age Demon Saint Jerome in the distance. His Hell Golden Crow saw through time and space and traced the cause and effect. No matter how fast the Middle Age Demon Saint Jerome was, there was nothing to hide under his eyes.
I saw him holding the pen of reincarnation and lightly tapping towards the void.
Boom~~
Suddenly, from the depths of the Samsara Pen, a terrifying force burst out, like the first ray of light from the beginning of the chaos, the most primitive and pure force.
This ray of light traced the line of cause and effect, straddling infinite time and space, and arrived in front of the medieval demon Saint Jerome in an instant.
"Impossible, what kind of power is this?!"
The body of the Medieval Demon Saint Jerome shook severely. Its hairs were erected and it seemed to feel a fatal crisis. It couldn't help but look back, wondering what happened.
But this time around, it is eternity.
A white light bombarded and straddled time and space, with a bang, this force penetrated the head of the medieval demon Saint Jerome, tearing its soul.
This seems to be a blow from the Primordial Underworld, tracing the power of cause and effect.
"Dead, I just died like this? How could it be possible?!"
The Middle Ancient Demon Saint Jerome was dumbfounded and had no power to resist, so he fell into the endless darkness, and the huge corpse was lying in the air like this.
"It's a reincarnation pen, as expected, the power is extraordinary."
Xia Ping exclaimed and sighed with emotion.
If he relies on his own power, it is estimated that it is difficult to kill a Middle Ancient Saint. After all, the speed of the Middle Ancient Demon Saint is too fast. When using the time and space domain, one breath spans hundreds of light years.
The vitality of the Medieval Saints is also extremely tenacious, even if they are poisoned by sages, they can sustain them for a long time.
Only the reincarnation pen traces the cause and effect, reverses reincarnation, and is the supreme artifact for the soul, that can easily hunt down a middle-aged saint.
However, the use of this blow also caused Xia Ping's mana to be consumed extremely, and he could not be able to display it all the time.
"It seems that we are going to leave immediately, and a middle-aged demon saint died. That is an earth-shattering event. Maybe even the ancestor of the demon clan will be completely alarmed."
With a big wave of his hand, Xia Ping immediately collected Jerome's corpse and threw it to the World Tree for refining. I believe it will soon be able to condense a time fruit.
Whoosh!
He said nothing, his figure flickered, jumping through time and space, and at the same time, he used a formless mask to hide his breath, concealing all the information and power in his body.
Half an hour later, Xia Ping landed on a remote island outside of Thunder Continent.
This place is some distance away from the Thunder Continent, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, a remote location, and it is a time of battle between the human race and the monster race. I believe no one will find this place in a short period of time.
He immediately entered a certain mountain range on this island, in a certain cave, temporarily closed the door, and then took out the more than 2,900 Primordial Heavenly Dragon Talisman he had obtained from the Demon Temple.
If you take out the 46 Primordial Heavenly Dragon Talisman from your body, you can immediately form 3,000 Primordial Heavenly Dragon Talisman, recreating the style of the Primordial Era.
This is not as simple as increasing the power several times, it is increasing hundreds of times, thousands of times, or even tens of thousands of times.
The power of the intact Primal Dragon Talisman is beyond the imagination of most saints.
Moreover, thoroughly refining these Primordial Heavenly Dragon Talisman can remove the spiritual imprints left by those demon saints on the Primordial Heavenly Dragon Talisman, so that those demon saints will no longer be able to find themselves with these spiritual imprints.
"let's start."
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Xia Ping immediately began to refine these three thousand Primordial Heavenly Dragon Talismans.
……
At this moment, over the city of Hyams.
The many Middle Ancient Demon Saints who were fighting with the Human Race Saints suddenly sensed the abnormality of the Middle Ancient Demon Saint Jerome, and their expressions changed greatly.
"What's the matter? Why is the spiritual connection with Jerome broken? Why does its breath suddenly disappear without a trace, not above the Thunder Continent?"
The face of a middle age demon saint is very ugly, and there is a faint badness in its heart, it seems that there is something uneasy about it, as if that Jerome is more auspicious.
"Will you die?"
Hearing these words, another middle-aged demon saint uttered his own guess. Such aura was interrupted and suddenly disappeared. Only the reason of death can explain the occurrence of such an abnormality.
"Impossible, Jerome is a middle-aged demon saint. He understands the existence of the law of time. It is going to hunt and kill a small immortal saint. How can it die? Who can kill it?"
A Middle Ancient Demon Saint yelled, not believing in such a ridiculous thing.
"Yes, don't talk about such unfounded things, don't shake the morale of the military here."
The city lord Patrick yelled, feeling very dissatisfied, and spreading the rumors here at will, without knowing how much it would hurt their morale.
It feels that this is just speculation and should not be gibberish here.
"The problem is that Wu Wudi is an immortal saint. Doesn't he have any help? If Jerome becomes furious and falls into the trap of that human bitch in the process of fleeing, maybe he will be insulted to death."
The deputy city lord Randolph put forward different opinions, but he still felt that Jerome was more auspicious, if it were not the case, Jerome's breath would not disappear inexplicably.
"No, that bastard actually dared to kill a middle-aged demon saint of my monster race, is he tired of living?"
"If he didn't have such guts, how could that guy dare to come to the Demon Temple of Hyams City and steal our Primordial Heavenly Dragon Talisman."
"Damn it, it's so bold, that Wu Wudi deserves death."
"Taking away more than two thousand Primordial Heavenly Dragon Talismans that we had worked so hard to obtain, and now beheading one of our middle-aged demon saints. This hatred is not shared. We must kill the bastard and smash him into thousands of pieces."
"That thief is too nasty. He came to Hyams City and killed and robbed him. When we are in Hyams City."
"If you find him, you must find him, and you must never let Wu Wudi go."
A middle-aged demon saint roared, furious.
Even though they have been fighting for so long with the human race, they are at a disadvantage, but relying on the tyrannical vitality of the Middle Ancient Demon Sage, no one has died so far, at most they are seriously injured.
Now, in order to hunt down that Wu Wudi, let them die a middle-aged demon saint, what a shame, what a loss, and how angry they are!
If Wu Wudi appeared in front of them, they could hardly wait for the corpse of this guy to be smashed into pieces and annihilate the nine races.
Because now not only is the loss of precious property, but also the loss of a large number of demon elites, this kind of hatred is simply higher than the mountain, and the sea is deeper.
They can't imagine how angry they are at the moment.