The existence of the holy order shines with the sun and the moon.
Every saint is the incarnation of the law. If the immortal body of the saint is fully revealed, ordinary awakened people will collapse and die if they take a look at it.
The holy level and the extraordinary level are already completely different levels.
Like a firefly and a blazing sun, the difference is immeasurable.
Even if the genius' understanding of laws is comparable to that of a saint, he is still just a genius, and there is a vital gap between him and the saint.
When an invincible strong man comes to the wasteland world, the first thing he feels is the pressure of the world.
Suppressing their strength by 99%.
But the saint can fight against the world.
The descending saint cast a shadow of a surging river around him, and the world space continued to distort, and laws collided. For a time, the entire world was surging, and natural disasters continued.
The Changhe Saint glanced around with indifferent eyes and suddenly paused.
"Huh? It turns out to be an illusion."
He waved his hand, and a stream of purifying water washed over Yan Jin and other reincarnations.
In an instant, the expressions of Yan Jin and other powerful men were stunned, as if nothing had changed, and as if some kind of spiritual shackles had been released.
"It turns out that we have planted illusions a long time ago?"
He couldn't believe it.
I still can't remember when I planted the illusion and who cast it, but I really understand that I and others have been affected by the illusion a long time ago!
"How can a group of natives master such advanced illusions?"
Illusions require careful control and are, to some extent, more difficult to master than destructive spells.
He suddenly asked, "Isn't it... aboriginal?"
In the past, they were affected by the illusion, and they all figured out some unreasonable things. But after the illusion was solved, the experienced reincarnations understood that a world where the source of energy had only begun to recover hundreds of years ago was a place without any foundation. The world, the natives, cannot be that strong!
"They're coming."
The Changhe Saint's gaze penetrated the space, "One, two, three... Are there only six third-level peaks?"
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Disaster Rift Valley,
At the moment when the saint arrived, the storm surged, and it was difficult for Tang Yu not to notice it.
Elaine, Nancy, or other followers in retreat were all awakened by the fact that the aura was still depressing despite countless distances.
"Saint?" Nancy was excited.
"Is there any sacred weapon?" Zhushu Li was fascinated by money.
"It's actually the Holy Order who came in person." Luo Zhe was a little worried.
Kong held the hilt of the sword, his pupils showing fighting intent.
"The aura we felt in Aino Continent a few years ago was also that of a saint."
Elaine’s memory was profound.
That year, the aura of the Saint came overwhelmingly and enveloped the continent, making them feel suffocated and powerless even before the Saint came.
But at this moment, the aura of the Holy Order was similar to the aura that was imprinted deep in his memory back then, but it was no longer suffocating.
Yes, it's just pressure.
"Elaine, Nancy, Kong, Xiaoli, Hongyue... let's go meet that saint for a while."
…
The space ripples like water, like a scroll stretching to both sides.
Tang Yu, wearing a fire pattern robe, walked out of the twisted space.
On the left is Nancy Elaine, on the right is Kong, Bamboo, Rat, Chestnut, and Red Moon.
Yan Jin and other reincarnations only recognized Tang Yu, but his aura was completely different.
I have never seen other strong men.
"Have we never been taken seriously?!"
Under the projection of the saint's world, Yan Jin and others have recovered some strength and are close to their peak state.
He took out a third-level divine weapon spear and pointed it directly at Tang Yu.
Tang Yu's eyes did not change, "Miscellaneous soldier, I leave it to you."
"No problem!"
jingle-
jingle-
jingle-
The first bell rang, and endless illusions appeared in front of Yan Jin's eyes. He gritted his teeth and broke away, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
The second bell rang, and Yan Jin was in a trance. Burning Origin struggled for a moment before coming back to his senses.
The third bell rang, Yan Jin staggered, his expression changed, and finally he stopped where he was.
"It's actually a sacred weapon, no wonder..."
The Changhe Saint looked at the string of bells on Zhushuli's left hand side, exuding the power of the holy weapon.
His eyes were burning.
Even if you can't use an illusion-amplifying holy weapon, you can exchange it with other saints for a holy weapon suitable for your own use.
The River Sage was still imagining, but Nancy moved first.
She struck forward with one strike of her sword. There was no special skill, she just struck out a 400-meter-long sword light.
"snort!"
The Saint of the Changhe River swung out the turbulent river flow, like a waterfall falling from the sky, crushing everything and scattering the sword light, but there was still a little purple light in the river flow.
The simple heavy sword struck the saint.
He raised his hand, the halo of light flowed and buzzed, and the heavy sword was held in front of him.
The Changhe Saint's expression changed, "It's also a sacred weapon!"
He blocked the sword, but his soul seemed to have been stabbed by a sword. Although it only caused very weak damage to him, there was no doubt that...
"I have been a saint for 23,000 years, and you are still the first person of the extraordinary level who can hurt me. Even with the help of a holy weapon, I am willing to call you the strongest among saints."
As soon as he finished speaking, the empty sword was unsheathed.
Sora had already perfected the combat technique of killing the invincible strong men in the Mountain and Sea Realm.
An ultimate silver light suddenly appeared!
One after another, endless, each sword light arrives instantly, each sword light cuts through the space, and each sword light condenses the 'law of killing' that can kill all things!
—Invincible "Vacuum Slash"!
The river flow swung out by the Changhe Saint was cut off by the silver light, and the river was cut off with one sword!
The silver light slashed through his holy body unabated.
Buzz buzz—
The halo circulates, rising and falling indefinitely.
The Saint of the Long River bursts with light, and the surging river turns from blue to gray. The surrounding space is corroded, and the rocks turn into powder and disappear in just one second as if they have gone through thousands of years.
Even the silver sword light that Kong slashed out was corroded one by one.
But "Vacuum Slash" is not only strong, but also fast and continuous!
The Changhe Saint's complexion changed again and again, and he retreated hundreds of miles just like changing his face.
The luxurious robe infused with the power of the saint has been cut open, and the immortal body is injured, and drops of light golden blood flow out from the wound.
He really changed color.
Holy weapon!
A profound understanding of the law!
It was enough to pose a threat to him.
It's not that the saint is weak, the saint can compete with the world and is not suppressed. However, this world is only a higher world, and the saint cannot exert his full power.
Just like a small pond cannot contain a real dragon!
Unless, the Changhe Saint can blow up the entire world.
The Changhe Sage originally thought that even if he could not exert his full power, it would be far superior to the so-called invincible strong man.
There is a qualitative difference between a saint and the invincible!
The existence of the holy weapon makes up for this gap!
Originally, although Kong and others had great attainments in laws, they were limited by their own strength and could only exert 20 to 30% of the power of the holy weapon. But now, with the body of a half-saint, they can activate more laws under full force. Power can also make the sacred weapon burst out with more terrifying power.
Even if Yan Jin and other reincarnations are immersed in illusions, they are still fighting. They can barely detect the situation in the outside world, but they can't break free.
They were stunned.
The Saint was actually repulsed? injured
How can it be!
If it’s fake, it must be fake!
It's an illusion!
Don’t try to blind our minds!
What is the use of illusions trapping us? Still can't escape the fate of being killed one by one by Lord Changhe.
boom!
The world projection of the surging river was cut into sections by the vacuum. The Changhe Saint no longer cared about his appearance, turned into a stream of light and rushed into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Yan Jin and other reincarnations are still waiting, waiting, waiting...
Lord Changhe, you can’t really escape, right
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The sky in the wasteland world doesn't know how high it is. The higher you go up, the thicker the fog becomes.
Although the sun is visible on the ground, when it reaches an altitude of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of meters, the light becomes dimmer and the resistance becomes stronger.
It is difficult to enter the world of Yifang.
Going out is not easy either.
The barrier protecting the world seems to be just a thin film, but even a saint cannot come in and out at will.
When the Changhe Saint came, he relied on the power of the Samsara Palace and a high cost of resources.
It was easier to get out, but it would take time for him to break through the world wall.
The Changhe Saint is really afraid that those humans will chase him and cause some injuries to his body!
"Damn humans!"
"Didn't the upper realm of higher dimensions collapse? Shouldn't those humans run for their lives like lost dogs?!"
The wasteland world is a plane, and the outside world is not the universe and starry sky.
He shuttled through the thick fog, no longer seeing light, no life, nothing.
finally,
The Changhe Saint's gaze penetrated the dense fog and saw a huge hollow in the distance, slowly rotating.
"The gap in the broken world has been found!"
Layers of halo bloomed around him, like a beam of light passing through a hole.
There was resistance at that moment, but it was much weaker. The Changhe Saint was only blocked for a moment, and then penetrated through without any obstacles.
He was in the boundless void outside the plane, and his power was no longer restricted. A towering shadow appeared around him, and the shadow bloomed with light, and the wind of annihilation completely disappeared when it came close.
His faint eyes looked towards the void, towards the colorful walls of the world.
Sighing, "It's a pity about those sacred artifacts."
The Changhe Saint knew that maybe the Prisoner Dragon Saint or Lord Menluo King would still take action, but at that time, the holy weapon would have nothing to do with him.
His eyes widened suddenly.
From the hole in the damaged membrane wall of the world, several familiar figures suddenly flew out.
Eyes facing each other,
The Changhe Sage laughed loudly.
Unexpectedly...delivered to your door yourself! !
…
Beyond the plane wall is the boundless void.
The void is more dangerous than the barren universe. The wind of annihilation blows from time to time, but it is not as good as the high void.
Here, you can see the membrane wall of the wasteland world. It is very huge. The colorful colors occupy most of the field of view, which is far larger than the bubbles seen in the high void.
Looking into the distance, there is only nothingness and the occasional wind of annihilation, and no colorful bubbles can be seen.
Even if you are a saint, it is difficult to find a new world while traveling in the void. Only in the high void, it is like being in a higher dimension. The spatial distance is shortened countless times, and you can travel even if you travel in the physical body.
If you don't use the teleportation array, you must at least have the space shuttle law to enter the hall to enter the room, in order to enter the high void with your own strength, which blocks most saints.
The Saint of the Changhe River doesn't look like a being who can step into the high void, so there is no way to escape...
Tang Yu gradually smiled.
The Changhe Saint couldn't wait to take action, and was even worried that these human races would escape back into the world again.
With a wave of his hand, the world projection appeared, from virtual reality to reality, with surging rivers and some aquatic creatures visible.
The river swept forward, its power increased a hundred and a thousand times. In the void, Tang Yu and the others were as insignificant as mortals facing a hundred-meter-high giant wave.
call out!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The body of the Hollow Half-Saint was pushed to the extreme, and he slashed out with a sword, driving the law, and cut through the water waves, but they were filled by the more turbulent river behind.
"How can a mortal body be as good as a god!"
The semi-holy body already has the essence of immortality, but it is far from the true immortal body.
The third-level invincible who can escape from the hands of the saint is the ultimate genius, defying heaven and defeating the saint? nonexistent!
Behind the Changhe Saint, a thousand-meter-tall figure appeared, glowing with colorful light, making people afraid to look directly at it.
This is the holy-level Dharma. The saint who unfolds the Dharma is the perfect body!
boom!
He slapped it with a palm, and there was a whirlpool formed by the turbulent water in his palm. The extreme pulling force made Kong unable to dodge. The body of the half-saint exploded under the slap, and the third-level magic weapon cloak on his body was instantly damaged.
His body regrouped, Kong's face looked a little pale, but more of a fighting spirit. He took out a cloak of the same style and put it on, and then slowly took out a second sword from the space ring.
This is a blue sword, as ethereal as the wind.
"Another holy weapon!!" The Changhe Saint's eyes widened.
Kong is originally a swordsman of the two-sword style and the three-sword style. With two holy weapons, he can cut the rivers of the long-sword saint with one sword, and cut through the thousand-meter-high holy statues. His figure is also erratic, and he can actually compete with the saint. Those who fight around!
"Damn it, if I had a suitable holy weapon...!"
The Saint of the Everlasting River failed to hit his magic weapon, and the corrosive water law he was best at was not lethal enough. Until now, even if he had the upper hand in the battle, the extraordinary human race had not even weakened his aura.
At this time,
A purple sword light hundreds of meters long slashed from behind Fa Xiang's head. The rich purple light collided with the colorful glow. The entire void shook violently. Invisible ripples spread out. In the distance, the membrane of the wasteland world The walls trembled slightly.
The face of the Changhe Saint changed again.
He showed his Dharma appearance, his aura surged dozens of times, and he was full of confidence.
This group of human beings are extraordinary, but they seem to have no upper limit, and they are getting stronger again and again.
Under Nancy's 'ghost transformation', rich purple energy surrounded her like a swimming dragon, rising hundreds of meters high. Her figure was no longer visible, but purple dragons and hundreds of meters of sword slashes kept blasting out.
Kong beheaded the Dharma form, Nancy beheaded the soul, and the face of the Saint of the Changhe River was extremely solemn.
‘I’m just a newly promoted Saint. I don’t have any trump cards. Even if I continue to fight, I won’t get much benefit...’
He glanced at Tang Yu and Hongyue Yilian. Zhushuli was still in the world restraining several reincarnators.
Knowing in my heart,
The idea of snatching the sacred weapon by myself was in vain.
The mission promised to Prison the Dragon Saint was even more impossible to complete.
It was a useless battle, and the Changhe Saint was unwilling to continue. The Faxiang clapped his palms, and waves of water spread hundreds of thousands of meters, and both Nancy and Kong were blown away far away.
The thousands-meter-high Dharma image stepped into the distance, covering an immeasurable distance in one step, moving away at a speed visible to the naked eye in the boundless void.
Tang Yu was unhappy.
Before, he didn't know the difference between himself and others and the saint, but now, is it possible to leave immediately after being beaten
Yi Lian held the holy weapon Bing Ming, projecting the eternal frozen world, and instantly confronted the long river shadow of the saint.
The red moon transformed into the Nether Sea and merged into a sacred weapon. The sea water of the Nether Sea and the corrosive water intertwined and fought against each other, gradually covering it up.
The Saint of the Changhe River frowned, and continued to walk away into the distance, getting faster and faster.
At this time,
His eyes turned gray, and the sky was filled with dense chains. Each chain was tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of meters long, exuding tyrannical spatial fluctuations, completely freezing and sealing the space around him in the blink of an eye.
Holy weapon!
Holy weapon!
Another sacred artifact!
The Saint of the Changhe River has long since lost the joy of seeing the Holy Artifacts. Now he only thinks about MMP. Having more Holy Artifacts is great!