Kill the Great Wall of Martial Arts from me

Chapter 239 Suppression of the Three Sages Yongzhou Secret Azusa
The broken body of the snake fell from the sky.

Even the body of this snake is riddled with holes, like termites gnawed away, but it is a rank six demon saint after all.

Before falling down, Li Shenzhi felt the breath of the law of defeat, which made his body feel like it was about to collapse.

The two symbols of the lunar yin and the sun lit up, dispelling part of the holy power, and even increasing the strength of the combat body several times in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Li Shenzhi only had this demon saint in his eyes, taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

Saint-level demon blood, with a demon body.

Yes, there is also a pair of extremely strange tricks.

In this state, it is not an exaggeration to say that people die for money and birds die for food.

The skeleton of the saint in the bronze coffin was held by Li Shenzhi and used it as a weapon, colliding with the falling snake body.

The moment he touched it, the power from the holy demon body descended on Li Shenzhi through the bones of the saint.

Click!

"Ok!"

With a muffled snort, Li Shenzhi's body burst out with a heavy red blood energy, his five internal organs were shocked at the same time, the two symbols of the sun and the lunar yin flourished, and black and white divine light enveloped his body.

Click!

At the same time, there was a shattering sound, and the broken body of Shenlongshi, who had already reached the limit of shattering, shattered.

Forcing his own will, Li Shenzhi gritted his teeth and grabbed the skeleton of the saint again, smashing it to the head of the dragon envoy.

"Ant, look for..."

Under the crisis, the dragon envoy fought back on the verge of death, the blazing demon energy burst out, and a ray of consciousness fluctuated like electricity.

In the midst of the bright blue light, the bronze coffin that had been sheltering at the side blocked this wave of spiritual consciousness.

Click!

Shenlong cracked the huge skull, and a lingering snake soul emerged, and there was a short period of sluggishness.

Without hesitation, Li Shenzhi grabbed the bronze coffin and suppressed it.

Under the blue light, the dragon soul of the dragon envoy was directly suppressed.

hum!
After doing all this, Li Shenzhi didn't stop. The green light on the bronze coffin was shining brightly. The blazing blue light appeared in the wilderness like stars, covering the remnant soul of the beggar and old ghost.

"you dare!"

Feeling the ban that came down from the town, the expression of the beggar old ghost changed drastically, and the remnant soul stirred the thunder, but found that under the blue light, the infinite death pressure was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe.

succeed!

Watching the shadow of the beggar and old ghost disappear under the bronze coffin, Li Shenyi grabbed the bronze coffin and walked away into a crack in the ground.

After about dozens of breaths, his figure sprang out again, and just as he was about to escape, his expression suddenly froze.

Click!

Without hesitation, Li Shenzhi blasted the void and dived in.

……

After a dozen or so breaths, the space above the void split open again, and a sharp sword energy swept across the sky and the earth like a plow.

The eyes of the Saint Yuncheng were extremely sharp, and he swept across the tragic ruins below.

After a long time, nothing was found, and the void was torn apart just now and disappeared.

Inside Qiancheng King City.

In a large hall with a small cave, the spiritual spring is bubbling, and the figure who has lost most of his body, soaked in the spiritual spring, is the Xuancheng saint.

Plants of elixir, which are hard to see from the outside world, were crushed into a medicinal juice and blended into the spiritual spring.

"Old Ancestor, I have already checked, but I did not find the remains of the Qingyang Saint, nor did the other two."

After a long time, soaked in the elixir pool, the sage of Xuancheng, who had initially developed his veins in his viscera, opened and closed his eyes, looking at the sage of Yuncheng.

"Open the defense formation!"

"Send an order to Donghuangzong, say that the territory of the Southern Region will be given to them half."

"Yes, I'll do it right now."

At this moment, Xuancheng's eyes were extremely gloomy and cold, and now he couldn't guess whether the Dragon Envoy, the Holy Sheep, and the Saint of Yongwang Palace who came out halfway were dead or alive.

When the real dragon's dharma was floating in the air earlier, he saw something bad and ran away.

Even so, more than half of his body was still cut off. Even if the saint in Yongwangdian who was in the middle of the attack survived, he would have suffered more serious injuries than him.

For such an injury, for a rank six saint like him, it would be impossible to heal it in less than a hundred years.

……

"Feng Ling, you are not dead!"

"Why are you here?"

In the gray daylight, the beggar old ghost looked suspicious when he looked at the Phoenix Spirit Saint who was just like him, with only a broken soul.

At this moment, he had strong doubts in his heart.

This is where?

Who is Li Shenzhi?
A martial artist at the Divine Fire Realm?
Would a martial artist at the Divine Fire Realm dare to sneak attack a saint?

The sneak attack was successful and even suppressed him here.

"Why am I here, senior beggar doesn't know?"

Looking at the old beggar, Feng Ling's illusory body shook violently, feeling extremely joyful.

"Old guy, don't you claim to have thousands of plans, and you are also trapped."

At this moment, the old beggar was speechless, he never expected that Feng Ling would appear in front of him again.

Feng Ling sneered, her phoenix eyes glared.

"Old thing, go to hell!"

……

Take the east of the Yellow Region, deep in the barren land.

Boom!

The void exploded with a bang, and a cyan streamer fell from the crack in the void, crashing into the depths of the earth, splashing waves of air.

"Cough cough..."

Li Shenzhi lay in the crack of the ground, as if suffering from epilepsy, his body trembled violently due to the stinging pain, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

This feeling of being on the verge of death is really uncomfortable.

At this moment, his injuries were all over his body, a wave of black and white energy swam, forcefully hit his body, and got up from the cracks in the ground.Mobilizing the qi and blood left in his body, he rushed all the way into the depths of the wilderness.

……

two months later.

In the barren land, in a dry mountain with a harsh environment, two hundred feet underground, in a dark cave, Li Shenzhi slowly woke up.

A pair of eyes glowed with black and white divine light, illuminating the cave.

At this moment, after the injury improved, he was a little healed and the scar forgot to hurt, and he felt that this time he earned blood.

Just a piece of demon blood from a demon saint is quite a blessing to his physical body.

The demon body has been swallowed by the bronze coffin, awakening the skeleton of a saint again.

After the demon soul was suppressed, a stream of soul energy emerged, and the soul power energy contained in it formed a soul group the size of a watermelon.

This divine soul light group is enough for him to be promoted to Yuanshen.

A demon saint eats three times, this business is absolutely impossible.

Not to mention that in the bronze coffin, the remnant souls of beggars and old ghosts will be suppressed.

From a chess player to a prisoner all of a sudden, I don't know how the beggar feels.

……

Inside the bronze coffin, in the gray sky.

Tens of thousands of battle spirits were squeezed into the corner, Feng Ming and the beggar old ghost were fighting, and roars erupted.

It's just that restricted by the unique operating order inside the space, the power created by the two has been greatly weakened.

Spiritual consciousness shrouded in the gray sky, Li Shenzhi watched the two fight.

During his healing days, the two would fight every now and then.

Of course, Feng Ming was the one who took the lead.

Feng Ling looked coldly, she was no match for the old beggar, but it could be said that the old beggar was responsible for her own fate.

Whenever she thinks of this body-destroying and trapped hatred, she will burn with anger.

The remnant soul of the old beggar dodged and avoided Feng Ling's attack. Since he was trapped here, Feng Ling had beaten him dozens of times.

After each fight, every few days, this crazy woman would be furious again.

Of course, he also understood the reason, so he just dealt with it passively every time.

"Old beggar, you are more uncomfortable now than dead."

"Thousands of plans, all in vain!"

"It counts the world, why don't you count yourself!"

Being injured can't take advantage of it, Feng Ming's mouth is also crazily outputting.

One sentence made the beggar old ghost's old face look so gloomy and terrifying.

He originally thought about saving the saint of the same clan who was hunted down, and then put him in the palace of King Yong.

Unexpectedly, the last game was empty, and I became like this.

"enough!"

With a palm of thunder, Feng Ming was sent flying, the old beggar raised his head to look at the gray sky, and shouted angrily.

"The old man knows you can hear me!"

"Fall into your hands, the old man admits to being killed, it's life or death, give it a good time."

A strand of spiritual consciousness slowly flowed down from the sky like backflowing incense, and finally gathered together, revealing the phantom of Li Shenzhi's soul.

This is a method that he can only use after his spiritual consciousness has reached [-] zhang.

"Senior saints, be well."

At this moment, Li Shenzhi looked at Feng Ling and the old beggar, and motioned slightly.

"What are you trying to do by trapping us here!"

Seeing Li Shenzhi finally appear, Feng Ling rolled up and rushed forward.

"The old man has lived for four thousand years, I never thought there would still be times when he was blind."

The beggar old ghost looked Li Shenzhi up and down, exuding a sense of defeat.

Manifesting the soul is the method of the primordial spirit, and some tyrannical existences of divine consciousness can also be used before the primordial spirit state.

Li Shenzhi in front of him had a harmonious breath in his spiritual consciousness, and he didn't have any ghost sage Gu energy.

"The old man has a holy artifact, which can be exchanged for the old man's life."

Immediately, Li Shenzhi looked at the old beggar with some amusement, it was so impractical to live at such an advanced age.

In his opinion, this old man is a very contradictory combination.

It can be seen that the beggar old ghost has a strong murderous intention towards the monster race, but he is also relentless in killing the human race.

Seeing Li Shenzhi's silence, the old beggar shook his head.

He also understands that he is trapped here, as long as his soul is dead, everything on his body is Li Shenzhi's, and a sacred weapon is nothing.

However, he still wanted to give it a try. The plan of King Yong's Hall could not be stopped with him.

"After listening to the old man, it's okay not to let the old man leave. Can you send a message."

"You are so daring, you dare to sneak attack even a saint in the Divine Fire Realm, and you are not afraid of my Yongwang Hall if you think about it."

The old man just wants you to pass on a message, the news that the old man is dead. "

At this moment, Feng Ling also calmed down, and looked at Li Shenzhi.

The identity of Li Shenzhi, the two of them have guessed many times.

It is impossible for an ordinary warrior to have such combat power, and it is impossible to have the means to trap them.

In contrast, the old beggar thought more. He saw Li Shenzhi with his own eyes, and a saint with bones appeared in his hand.

The flowing vicissitudes of ancient energy can only be precipitated after years of experience.

He guessed that Li Shenzhi must have obtained some ancient inheritance.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for an existence of such combat power to be born in terms of the martial arts background of the human race in the remote areas of the Northern Wilderness.

The only explanation is to get a certain inheritance to make up for the background.

"When you were in the secret realm before, you killed demons like dogs. In fact, we can sit down and talk."

The beggar old ghost has lived for thousands of years, since Li Shenshang didn't kill him, his mind became active.

"The old man's wish is to rebuild the Palace of King Yong, kill demons and protect the clan."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Ling suppressed her anger and burst out again.

Rebuild the Yongwang Palace, you go to die yourself, why take her as a sacrifice.

Facing Feng Ling's anger, the old beggar's eyes remained silent.

"Since ancient times, there has been no change without bloodshed. Only by killing the Chinese side can a new life be recast."

"You..." Looking at the old beggar with hatred, Feng Ling's eyes widened.

"For so many years, the human race has lost its blood under the oppression of the monster race. Only by killing can the blood be reunited. In order to allow the human race to regain its blood, it is better to die now than when the time comes. It is better to die in the mouth of the demon clan."

After hearing this, Li Shenzhi finally understood why these old fellows in Yongwang Palace did these things in Beihuang.

"If one out of a thousand people can be killed through killing, the old man will do it without hesitation."

The corner of the old beggar's mouth was tense, and his eyes fell on Li Shenzhi.

"It's just that I didn't expect that the old man fell into your hands."

"The old man is very curious. You got rid of the ghost saint Gu a long time ago. Why didn't you leave? You still stayed in the Chenghuang area. This old man can even find your hiding place."

After much deliberation, the old beggar felt that meeting the people from Shenlong Palace in Xiling Mountain should be a coincidence.

He had some doubts, even if this unexpected situation hadn't happened, the reason why Li Shenzhi hid here and didn't leave was to sneak attack him.

"Now you capture the old man, what is the purpose?"

Li Shenzhi didn't respond to the old beggar's question, but changed his voice and asked: "The junior is very curious about the Dragon Palace, can senior explain it to me?"

The old beggar took a deep look at Li Shenzhi, and said, "Shenlong Palace has already existed in name only, and is occupied by a group of half-monsters."

Compared with Feng Ling, the beggar old ghost knows more about Shenlong Palace.

"In the final analysis, all of this originated from the poisonous tricks of the Yaozu.

Back then, the Yaozu gradually showed their fangs when they saw the Heavenly Emperor of the Human Race missing for a long time, and broke through the defense of the land of Yongzhou in one fell swoop.

However, the Great Wall of Martial Arts that surrounds our human race was built with the blood and bones of the sages of the human race. It does not mean that it can be destroyed if it is occupied.

In order to break the Great Wall of Martial Arts, an old dragon of the Emperor Realm of the Black Dragon Clan used a secret method to incarnate into thousands of people and began to eat away at the Great Wall of Martial Dao.

In order to destroy the Great Wall of Martial Dao, on the one hand, the monster race has been fighting with our race for so many years, absorbing blood and blood.

On the other hand, the Yaozu also sent out half-demon warriors to wreak havoc on all domains of the human race.

These half-demon creatures have half the blood of the human race in their bodies, and they are no different from the human race in the past.

Some warriors even sealed their demon veins deep inside their bodies, so that even saints couldn't detect them.

These half-monsters, through the selection of martial arts over the years, entered the interior of several major towns in Yongzhou, eroding our human race from the inside.

Shenlong Palace is just the first one to be attacked by a half-demon from the inside. "

(End of this chapter)