Chapter 3100 I Don’t Believe It

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boom!

A total of a dozen Chaos Saints joined forces, and the power they unleashed was so powerful that even Xiang Yang, who was at the bottom of the River of Destiny, couldn't help but change his face when he saw it, "This foreign world is too powerful. If a dozen Chaos Saints appear randomly, the River of Destiny won’t be able to hold on, right?”

At this moment, he felt a little regretful. If the River of Destiny could not hold on, he had rashly appeared here. Even if he was not killed by these Chaos Saints together with the River of Destiny, he would be truly unstoppable if he was exposed in front of these guys. 's dead.

"boom!"

Under Xiang Yang's worried eyes, the terrifying power condensed by a dozen Chaos Saints instantly gathered together and blasted directly towards the River of Destiny.

However, this time, they are not attacking the River of Destiny, but preparing to use this energy to explore the situation of the River of Destiny.

Xiang Yang was so worried that he even took out all the treasures such as the Demon God Armor, the Bell of Tribulation, the Cauldron of Creation, and the God-killing Sword. If something really happened, it would be time for him to fight and escape.

"Crash..."

Fortunately, just when Xiang Yang thought he needed to fight, he heard a roar, followed by a terrifying energy bursting out from the River of Destiny.

Then, to Xiang Yang's surprise, every drop of water in the river of destiny burst out with bright light, and a monstrous force instantly blocked the power bursting out from the dozens of Chaos Saints. Moreover, it also Bounce it back with even more terrifying power.

boom!

"not good."

The faces of these dozen Chaos Saints changed drastically, and they all used their own means to defend themselves. However, the River of Destiny exerted its power, and even if they were Chaos Saints, they could not stop it. The next moment, a huge roar flashed past. At that moment, these dozens of saints were instantly blown away and disappeared.

In fact, in the west where they stood, there was blood raining down.

"Oh my God, how could this happen? Even the Chaos Saints were knocked away."

"That river is so terrifying."

"terrible."

"..."

The Yasages and Chaos Saints present were all shocked when they saw it.

To them, this energy is really terrifying.

Even Mo Ya was stunned when he heard this, forgetting that he should continue to use the Extradition Technique to get his eternal life.

"The water of the River of Destiny is so powerful?"

Xiang Yang was also stunned. Originally, he had easily brought the River of Destiny into his sea of ​​consciousness world, and felt that he had already controlled the River of Destiny in his own hands.

He believed that the River of Destiny had no other function. At most, it could only collect the so-called eternal bodies.

However, now he realized that he had underestimated the river of destiny.

The energy contained in this River of Destiny is really terrifying. When I can really hold the entire River of Destiny in my hands, if there is a Chaos Saint or even a strong man at the level of Dao Ancestor attacking me. , as long as the River of Destiny is sacrificed to block the front, who can stop the counterattack of the River of Destiny?

When he thought of this, he felt excited and his blood was boiling.

"River of Destiny is really awesome."

Xiang Yang sighed, while counting the countless incarnations of Moya that entered the 'Heaven and Earth Furnace', and found that only nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine of them were absorbed by him before disappearing.

He couldn't help but frown, "The last one didn't show up. What's going on?"

As he spoke, he looked around, trying to find the cliff. He thought to himself that if the guy used the 'Extradition Technique' again, he would be able to attract the last eternal body. By then, he would truly be there. Refined that guy's eternal life.

"In addition to not being able to become a saint, I wonder if there are any other effects after a person loses his eternal life?" Xiang Yang was really curious in his heart.

"No..."

Just when Xiang Yang was curious, he heard a loud roar of great grief and anger, and Moya, who was blown away by the terrifying power of the monstrous water wave, rushed over with a crossbow look on his face.

He stood on the river and shouted angrily, "No, no, I don't believe it. Where is my eternal life? Why..."

His scream was simply earth-shattering and tragic. Those who heard it were saddened and those who heard it shed tears. All the powerful Yasheng present felt sad for Moya.

A good genius has fallen like this.

Everyone knows that Mo Ya, who cannot extradite Wanshenshen, is not a Chaos Saint, no matter how powerful he is in the sub-sage realm. From now on, Mo Ya will lose his status as a genius, and may even be abandoned and lost to everyone.

Mo Ya also knew that although he was only one step away from becoming a Chaos Saint and could already be said to be a true quasi-saint, he would never be able to become a saint if he could not take back his eternal body.

He was so grief-stricken that he continued to use the 'Extradition Technique' without Xiang Yang's instructions to extradite his eternal life. Unfortunately, no matter how he used the 'Extradition Technique', it was useless, and the same was true for the last Eternal Life Body. Didn't show up.

"Is this guy born with a flaw? Others have ten thousand lifetimes, but he only has nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine?"

Xiang Yang muttered, although he thought it was a bit unlikely, but after waiting for so long, Mo Ya failed to attract the last eternal body. Obviously, either this guy only has nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine immortals. Either the body or the last one has been destroyed.

"That's all. After absorbing your nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine eternal lives, I don't believe you can still break through. Tsk tsk."

Xiang Yang chuckled and sat cross-legged at the bottom of the river. Looking at Mo Ya's grief-stricken and almost crazy look, the more he looked at it, the more comfortable he became.

Facing a strong man from a foreign land, no matter how he dealt with him, he would not feel any burden in his heart.

boom!

Mo Ya was still performing the 'Extradition Technique'. His whole body was trembling, knowing that something big was going to happen to him, but he refused to give up. As long as the river of destiny was still there, he could not give up this opportunity.

If he gave up, he would really be dead.

At this time, the dozen or so saint-level experts who had been blasted out all came back. Their expressions were very ugly. They looked at the River of Destiny and then at Moya, who was frantically using the 'Extradition Technique'. All of them sighed.

So what if they are Chaos Saints, no one can help Mo Ya.

If Mo Ya cannot fish out the eternal body from the river of destiny, he will not be able to complete the final step of transcendence, and he is destined to fail to become a saint of chaos. In this case, no matter how powerful Mo Ya is, no matter how talented he is, it will be useless.

Even the sloppy old man sighed and said to Mo Ya, "Mo Ya, don't waste your efforts. It's useless."

"No, no, Master, I don't believe it. I will definitely be able to find my eternal body. I don't believe it... come out to me."

Mo Ya, however, had disheveled hair and was still roaring. His soul had become substantial and was almost exactly the same as himself. He tried his best to use the "Extradition Technique" to extradite his eternal body back with his last effort. Unfortunately, there was no use.

boom!

At this time, with a roaring sound, it seemed that even the River of Destiny ignored him and jumped directly, disappearing from the void.

In this way, even if you fight desperately, there will be no place to fight.

He was stunned.

"How...how could this happen?"

"I am Mo Ya, I am the top ten supreme genius in the chaotic world of Panyu, my eternal life, why, why can't I extradite my eternal life?"

"Why?"

Mo Ya stared blankly into nothingness, even his soul had forgotten to return to his true form.

"Alas... such a talented person has become useless."

The strong men present all shook their heads.

Those Chaos Saints who followed Mo Ya's master and the sloppy old man all sighed and turned away with regret.

If Mo Ya can break through and become a saint normally, he can definitely become a Chaos Saint-level existence in the future. However, Mo Ya cannot even reach the level of a saint. From now on, Mo Ya can only be regarded as a waste and reduced to everyone in the chaotic world of Panyu. Ridiculing trash.

Below, the Yasheng strongmen and Chaos saints who were watching the excitement all sighed and left one by one.

After watching the excitement, there was no use in their hearts whether they were gloating or sighing. They should leave when it was time to leave, otherwise, Mo Ya would go crazy and probably start a killing spree. If they caught someone, they would start fighting with each other. .

Even the Saint of Chaos doesn't want to face off against a quasi-saint like Mo Ya. After all, although this guy is a waste who cannot extradite the 'Eternal World', his combat power is such that even the Ya Saint can fight against the Saint of Chaos. The presence.

In the blink of an eye, only Mo Ya, his master, and the little girl named Moxian were left in the chaotic void.

Moya's soul was still standing in the void, shaking his head in disbelief and muttering, with no intention of returning to his physical body. His master, the sloppy old man, shook his head, sighed and said, "It's over. At this point, it’s useless to say anything, just go back.”

After saying that, he waved his hand and directly drove Mo Ya's soul into his physical body.

"Master, I don't believe that I can't extradite the eternal body. Someone in the river of destiny wants to harm me."

After Mo Ya returned to his physical body, he raised his head and looked at his master with cold eyes.

"In the river of destiny, not even the Supreme Ancestral God can interfere, unless it is the real master. If the master really wants to deal with you, then you have no choice but to admit defeat."

The sloppy old man shook his head and said.

"No, although the other party looks murderous and wants to deal with me, but through the other party's eyes, I can know that the other party is definitely not a Chaos Saint. At most, he is in the same realm as me."

Mo Ya remembered the malicious gaze he had felt when he first jumped to the top of the River of Destiny, and he became even more certain that someone was trying to harm him.

He raised his head and looked at his master and begged, "Master, someone wants to harm me, what should I do?"

"calm. "

The sloppy old man also felt a headache. How did he know what to do? Let alone him, even if their heavenly saint, the supreme ancestor god, came, it would be useless.

He could only yell and let Mo Ya calm down. However, how could Mo Ya calm down? He yelled angrily, "No, how can I calm down? My path to breakthrough is blocked, what should I do, ah ah Ahh..."

He roared crazily, wanting to vent the grief and anger in his heart, but he didn't even listen to his master's words.

"Master, what should we do?"

The demon fairy flew over and looked at the roaring cliff with a look of pity on his face.

"Even you look down on me, hahaha, I don't believe I can't become a saint, I must become a saint, I will definitely become a saint..."

The pity-filled eyes of the Demon Fairy stimulated Moya even more. Moya roared crazily and without any pause, he rushed towards the chaos in the distance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.