The strongest starting system

Chapter 491
Zhao Yun originally had the strength of the Seventh Heavenly Martial Saint, so it should be easy to deal with a mere first-level Martial Saint. Why did he fight in such a stalemate? It seemed like an even match.

"Old man, didn't you say that there is a big gap in every small realm between saints? How can it take so much effort to beat Hailong?" Zhao Wushuang asked.

"The battle between saints is different from Wu Zun. The competition is about the comprehension of the Dao. This battle lasted less than half an hour, which can be regarded as crushing. Generally, there are many saints in the same realm who compete for a month. Here." The Swallowing Demon Sage explained.

Hearing what he said, Zhao Wushuang was secretly startled, how long has it been a month?It must be the scene of landslides and ground cracks, and the scene of the river flowing backwards, right?

"How strong is the life force of a saint? If it is so easy to die, then he is not a saint." Swallowing the demon saint said.

Zhao Wushuang nodded slightly. If it is true as he said, the divine general's maintenance time is not enough for a match, then what will Zhao Wushuang do then?
Thinking of this, Zhao Yun finally reached the end of his existence, and his figure slowly disappeared.

Zhao Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said: "We must improve our strength as soon as possible. For me now, this kind of strength is not enough!"

……

God Shark Palace Soul Hall

The elder in charge opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Hailong's soul imprint, and saw tiny cracks slowly appearing on it, gradually spreading.

"Hailong?" The elder looked solemn, staring at the soul imprint, for fear of missing something.

Click!

There was only a crisp cracking sound, and Hailong's soul imprint was shattered, and the fragments flew across.

"Bastard!" The elder stood up suddenly, with a ferocious face, holding back great anger.

"Give me an order! Kill this person at all costs!" The elder roared loudly, the voice shook the sky, and the entire Shensha Palace was shaken.

……

Walking on this familiar street, Zhao Wushuang was originally a thriving scene, but now, the previous prosperity has long since disappeared, and all that remains is dilapidated and lonely.

After that shocking battle, no humans came to Sea God Island, and it became a dead island.

It stands to reason that Yaochi Holy Land would not let it go, but why is it still like this after a few months?

"Strange, where did the people from Yaochi Holy Land go? And Huang Xinxuan." Zhao Wushuang perceived the tracking mark in doubt.

"In that direction!" Zhao Wushuang looked up at the northwest, frowning slightly.

Without hesitation, Zhao Wushuang immediately flew towards the northwest, turning into a streamer, pushing his speed to the limit!
An hour later, he came to a wilderness.

Countless corpses were displayed on the ground, and the blood flowed profusely, and the blood turbulently converged into a stream.

The whole area gave Zhao Wushuang the feeling of desolation, and at the same time added two points of cruelty.

"What's going on here?" Zhao Wushuang looked around, looking at the devastated land, it was not hard to guess that there had been a big battle here.

There are still spiritual fluctuations in the space, and he knows that the end of the war is not far away.

"Which two forces are involved in such a tragic battle?" Zhao Wushuang sensed that the tracking mark was here.

At this time!Zhao Wushuang's heart skipped a beat, and an idea popped up in his mind.

"Impossible!" Shaking his head quickly to veto, Zhao Wushuang spread his divine sense, and no one within a radius of [-] li could escape his insight.

Spiritual consciousness flitted over every corpse, even if some were beyond recognition, and some had broken limbs and arms, they were not human.

But Zhao Wushuang was still able to tell whether it was Huang Xinxuan based on their aura.

Searching one side from beginning to end, the entire wilderness has not escaped Zhao Wushuang's divine sense.

To his delight, Huang Xinxuan was not here.

"Since I'm not here, why can I feel the tracking mark?" Zhao Wushuang was puzzled.

Zhao Wushuang's tracking mark was directly planted in Huang Xinxuan's soul, that is to say, wherever the tracking mark was, Huang Xinxuan would be there.

But now that Zhao Wushuang had found the place but not the person, he was confused.

"Could it be that something went wrong?" Zhao Wushuang thought to himself.

Just as Zhao Wushuang was thinking hard, three people in black and yellow Taoist robes flew slowly from a distance.

"Look, brother! There's someone there!" The youngest-looking man among the three said.

"Huh?" Di Ren stared at the figure in the distance, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and said, "It's probably the remnants of Yaochi! Let's go!"

The three of them flew towards Zhao Wushuang together, and their aura exploded.

"The remnants of Yaochi! Die with me!" With a loud shout, a huge sword light with a length of thousands of feet crossed the sky, and suddenly attacked Zhao Wushuang, leaving traces in the void where it passed.

The sword glow slashed at Zhao Wushuang's back with a powerful force, causing a huge aftermath, and even a thick and hideous gully appeared on the ground.

"What?" Zhao Wushuang turned around curiously, and found that it was three young boys.

"What? This..." Di Ren looked at the knife in his hand in surprise, and then looked at the place where the light of the knife fell just now. There was no trace at all. What's going on?

"Could it be because he didn't show his full strength?" Di Ren's face turned green and pale.

"What did you do to me just now?" Zhao Wushuang asked curiously.

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense! Die!" This time, Di Ren used all his strength to chop down with a single knife.

Deng!
The precious saber landed on Zhao Wushuang's body and broke into two with a clang.

"My knife!" Di Ren looked at the only half of the blade left, extremely shocked and heartbroken.

This is a sixth-grade high-grade sword, and Di Ren spent a total of five thousand middle-grade spirit stones in exchange for it, which can be described as extremely precious.

Similarly, this treasured sword also greatly increases his combat power, a good weapon is very important for a warrior.

But such a hard magic weapon actually shattered on Zhao Wushuang?

Could it be that this person's physical body is divine iron?

Thinking of this, Di Ren suddenly realized that he seemed to have kicked a hard iron plate, his face was extremely gloomy, and he said, "Let me tell you, if you dare to touch me, Xuanming Holy Land will definitely not let you go, even if Yaochi Holy Land is behind you!" Backing you up won't help."

"Xuanming Holy Land?" Zhao Wushuang had heard about this faction, which maintained a hostile relationship with Yaochi Holy Land. No wonder these people were all wearing uniform Taoist robes, and their feelings came from one place.

"Hmph, since you know that I'm from the Holy Land of Yaochi, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy?" Zhao Wushuang said in a deep voice, following his plan.

"How dare you!" Di Ren was so frightened that his legs were trembling, he said grimly: "My grandfather is the elder of the Xuanming Holy Land, if he knew that there were people from the Yaochi Holy Land here, he would definitely not let you go If you are sensible, let us go quickly, otherwise my grandfather will definitely kill you when he comes."

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Wushuang couldn't help but sneered.

"What are you laughing at? Is it funny?" Di Ren was furious, feeling that he had been greatly insulted.

"I didn't laugh at anything, I just thought you were cute." Zhao Wushuang teased.

(End of this chapter)