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Chapter 593 If you can resist Chong En, I can give him a fatal blow [Third update]

In its opinion.

Going retrograde to conquer the saints is simply an act of committing suicide.

Even if it believes that its master is the best genius in the world, he will definitely be able to go further than a saint in the future.

But for the moment, it never wants its master to accompany this guy to mess around!
Because of fighting against saints.

It can't be done by just relying on the number of people.

If there is no real saint to help, no matter how many quasi-sages unite, they will be just chickens and dogs in front of the saint.

However, compared to Xiaotian Quan and others, they were speechless.

From the beginning to the end, Yang Jian never refuted Lin Heng's ideas. On the contrary, at this moment, he actually said thoughtfully: "The First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty has indeed progressed to an extremely terrifying point in these years."

"When it comes to the breath of a saint, you and I should be far behind it."

shuh...

Although he has not been able to leave heaven in these years, he has not had the opportunity to kill the quasi-sage to obtain the breath of the saint.

He slowly closed his eyes, raised his hand and chanted: "Ice."

But the gains in cultivation brought about by heavenly luck are also extremely terrifying.

The sudden change made Xiaotian Dog take a breath of cold air.

"Have you actually traveled such a long distance on the road to becoming a quasi-sage?"

Here, the black mountains and foul waters, the sun, moon, and stars all froze on the spot in a matter of seconds.

Now that he heard the other party say that he already had sixty strands, Chijiri Mahou was inevitably shocked.

This world is directly frozen!
"hiss……"

A layer of frost blossoms spread from point to point, sweeping across the world in an instant.

The words fell.

"Not long ago, I just turned sixty." Lin Heng did not hide anything and told the truth.

Among all the quasi-sages in the world, it can be regarded as an extremely ancient group, but now, it can only be compared to the breath of the thirteen saints.

The red-armed horse and monkey have practiced for countless years.

The cold air came suddenly.

The six-eared macaque also widened its eyes with a shocked expression.

Lin Heng smiled and said: "If I didn't have a trump card, I wouldn't have the idea of ​​killing the saint."

However, Yang Jian shook his head: "It's just that it's impossible to deal with Holy Emperor Chong'en."

The red-breasted horse monkey on the side couldn't help but marvel slightly. Only a quasi-saint level person could understand how rare the breath of a saint is.

Having said this, Yang Jian asked lightly: "How much saint's breath do you have now?"

During these sixty years, he relied on himself to cultivate several rays of saint's breath, and now he has reached sixty.

The red-armed horse monkey's brows knitted into a straight line, and he said solemnly: "Have you mastered the power of the frozen rules?"

"That's right." Lin Heng smiled slightly and added: "It's just one of them."

The words fell.

He raised his hand and casually waved away the power of the ice, and then recited the sentence "All things wither."

In an instant, the sun and the moon alternate, the stars dim, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, the flowers wither and the grass withers.

Everything in this world is heading towards the end of its life, like a trembling old man in his twilight years...

"God..."

His ability to change the world at every turn shocked the Roaring Sky Dog.

The six-eared macaque also looked extremely sad.

It couldn't believe it.

Don't want to believe it either.

But I have to believe it!
The red-armed horse monkey also became serious, and his cloudy eyes seemed to be much shrewder. He stared sharply at the young Taoist master in front of him, and his heart could not stop being shocked.

No one knows it better.

How powerful is the power of rules exerted by Lin Heng! Because this world was created by it.

It can be said that here, it is the real owner.

Yang Jian is just a boarder!
"I didn't expect that you would actually understand some of the rules and order between heaven and earth..."

"Even though I have observed the rise and fall of several eras, I only understand the rules of the evolution of heaven and earth, but you, who have only been a quasi-sage for a few decades, have actually understood the power of two rules."

"I have to say, you are really a monster..."

Akashiri Mahou sighed sincerely, fully realizing the terrifying potential of this guy who was selected by Sanqing...

However, what made it even more unbelievable was that Lin Heng actually corrected him: "Actually, the power of rules I have is not limited to these two. Of course, I will not show the rest one by one."

No one can doubt the truth of what he said.

Akashiri Mahou and others were just shocked.

Only Yang Jian looked calm: "The saint has the means, but we don't have the body to block the saint's power."

This is the top priority.

No matter how powerful the rules are, if they can't withstand a casual attack from Holy Emperor Chong'en, they are destined to be difficult to achieve results.

Actually speaking of physical fitness.

Whether it's the sanctification of his body, Lin Heng's purple energy infusing his body, or Ying Zheng's corpse cultivation method.

They are all representative figures with superb physiques.

But...it can only be represented in the same situation.

And the saint...

He has long transcended the world, and his body has been sublimated by heaven, almost to the point of immortality.

Compared with the saints, no matter how strong their bodies are, they are destined to pale in comparison.

"True Lord, you can rest assured. I will come when the time comes and bear the power of the saint!"

As Lin Heng spoke, he had already summoned the Xuanwu Armor in the system space.

With the blue-gray light flashing, Xuanwu Armor emerged on Lin Heng's body, and ancient inscriptions flickered.

Vaguely, behind Lin Heng, the ancient holy beast, the shadow of Xuanwu, appeared.

It is boundless and huge, holding up the sky and the earth, showing an ancient and heavy feeling.

"Fuck..."

Roaring Sky Dog was completely stunned, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.

"Is this the legendary Xuanwu Armor?"

The six-eared macaque was also stunned. It was messy in the wind, with a dull look on its face.

"hiss……"

Chijiri Mahou couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

as an ancient being.

It has witnessed the majesty of the four holy beasts of the prehistoric times.

I also know how terrifying Xuanwu is!
In terms of combat power, Xuanwu may not be as good as others, but in terms of defense, Xuanwu in its heyday may be the only being in ancient history who can withstand the power of a saint with a quasi-saint body!

"Back then, when Mount Buzhou collapsed, Nuwa repaired the sky and used the four legs of Xuanwu to hold up the four poles. However, the Xuanwu armor disappeared."

"I didn't expect it to be on your body."

"How many secrets do you have?"

The red-armed horse monkey's eyes sparkled with light, wishing he could see through the young Taoist master in front of him.

Lin Heng, however, did not explain much. He just smiled and asked Yang Jian: "Zhenjun, do you dare to take a gamble with me now?"

Yang Jian looked calm: "If you can withstand Chongen's offensive, I can give him a fatal blow!"

Lin Heng looked thoughtfully at Yang Jian's third eye, but he didn't ask any more questions and said: "This matter is dangerous. Only if someone joins forces can it be safe."

"I can't leave the Heavenly Court, so I have to bother Zhenjun to make a trip to Yingzheng of Great Qin."

(End of this chapter)