Chapter 330: The Fate of a Sword Saint Is Bestowed upon Me. If I Cannot Become a Saint, Who Can?

Chapter 330 "Sword Saint" is blessed with fate. If I can't become a saint, who can?

Everyone saw the figure walking out of the clouds very clearly, and the surging river rolled in from afar and paved a road.

"No, it's Gangzhu of the Twelve Thrones. Why is he here!"

"I remember that he seemed to be fighting with Shenshu Bodhisattva in the western sea."

"Did Shenshu Bodhisattva lose?!"

There were exclamations among the human monks.

Shenshu Bodhisattva is one of the four giants of Buddhist Bodhisattva. His strength is unfathomable. He has the combat power at the peak of the Thirteenth Realm. How could he be defeated?

Did Gangzhu break through to the fourteenth realm?

The position of the throne does not completely represent strength or weakness.

Gangzhu is ranked twelfth, which does not mean that he is the weakest.

The great demon can also practice cultivation and its strength will also increase, so the strength and weakness are not eternal but fluctuating.

For example, among the Seven Thrones, Dragon King, although he is ranked seventh, he only represents a thousand years ago.

In fact, Long Jian's strength potential is definitely more than just the Seven Thrones.

He is the youngest and has relatively junior qualifications, and can only be ranked seventh.

The same goes for Gangju.

Even if he is the last one, he cannot be treated completely with the eyes of a weak person.

Now that Gangzhu has defeated Shenshu Bodhisattva, it shows that his strength can definitely be ranked in the middle of the throne.

Sure enough, after a while.

A bodhisattva with a plump face holding a jade purification bottle slowly fell from the sky while riding a spiritual tiger. His face was quite pale, and he had obviously suffered a lot of injuries.

"Welcome back to the Bodhisattva."

"What's happening to you?"

Seeing their own Bodhisattva returning with his golden body damaged, the golden monks from Wenshu Temple came over one after another to greet him and inquire about the situation.

"Gangzhu got a great opportunity in the cave. I am indeed no match for him."

Shenshu Bodhisattva said solemnly.

"What are these currents?" the golden monk asked solemnly, looking at the extra water in the sky.

"That's weak water."

Shenshu Bodhisattva explained.

"Weak water is a very special kind of sacred water between heaven and earth. It comes from the gods. Nothing can float on it. Even a feather will sink into the water. At the same time, weak water has amazing corrosive power and is said to be able to dissolve All things. In the Middle Ages, even gods did not dare to approach.

But Gangzhu has mastered this kind of magical object, which can dissolve all means, even the dharma image and the golden body of merit. "

Yun Qinghe noticed someone coming from the sky and used the storage bracelet to collect the Corruption Divine Flower. Instead of being greedy and collecting all the other things, he quickly returned it.

She is used to being arrogant, but she is not arrogant.

She considers herself no match for Gangzhu.

But she was locked by a divine nail in the sky, and thunder seemed to be falling.

The overwhelming pressure swept over and descended from the sky. All living beings must kneel down!

Yun Qinghe gritted his teeth and threw out the life-saving talisman given by the Heavenly Master.

Injecting cyan Dao Qi, the talisman burned quickly.

A projection of an old man in purple robe with long sleeves flying appeared from this world, with nine-sky thunder flashing above his head.

A big old hand, carrying the power of destruction, struck Gangzhu.

"Longhu Mountain Celestial Master?"

"It's true that there are enemies on opposite sides of the road."

Gangzhu sneered, and struck a pestle with the Nine-foot Divine Nail, and streams of black water appeared in his palm.

Spread out.

The palm-sized water flowed out and suddenly became a torrential river.

It was like a flood that was opening up and rushing towards the projection of the Heavenly Master.

"Boom!"

Thunder fell from the sky, but when it landed in the river, it disappeared without any movement.

It melts when it meets water.

This is the characteristic of weak water.

"This Gangzhu's strength has been greatly improved compared to before."

Even Lu Mingyuan, who was watching, saw the clues.

There is something about this Gangzhu.

The talisman left by the old Heavenly Master did not last long, and soon dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How can it be so easy to leave?"

Gangzhu locked the position of the Corruption Divine Flower, and sucked it in with a big mouth. The wind was strong for a while, and many monks were immediately swallowed by him, eating them all in one bite.

Therefore, many monks stopped running away and faced the big demon head-on.

Yun Qinghe glanced back, saw these monks coming forward, and chose to draw his sword boldly.

The blade of the sword condensed into a huge sharp cyan blade, striking at the center of the Twelve Thrones' brows.

"The mantis' arm is like a chariot."

Gangzhu snorted, slapped away all means, grabbed the fairy sword, and threw it out.

"Bastard! I'll fight you!"

A Nascent Soul Qi practitioner who knew that he could not escape, with the intention of dying, shouted and rushed towards Gangzhu.

When I came out, I saw his body making a chirping sound, hot flames gushing out from the hundreds and thousands of pores on his body, and every inch of his skin turned golden and was rapidly expanding.

Cracks appeared on the surface including Nascent Soul.

The destructive power produced by a tenth-level Nascent Soul's self-explosion of the Qi Sea is absolutely terrifying, affecting thousands of miles around. Even higher-level third-level creatures may be seriously injured and die if they are too close.

However, the power of self-destructing the sea of ​​qi cannot only depend on the monk's conduct.

It also depends on the amount of spiritual energy within a hundred miles radius.

The reason why a monk's self-destruction can cause a movement hundreds of times more terrifying than his own cultivation level is because self-destruction can ignite spiritual energy.

Let all the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds, thousands, or thousands of miles go berserk and chaotic, and explode.

"No, he's going to explode into a sea of ​​qi."

A monk who was approaching noticed what he was doing, but by the time he discovered it, it was already too late.

"Return."

Yun Qinghe stretched out her right hand, and the sword finger recalled the fairy sword, turning it into a crystal clear mirror, wrapping her body.

"Boom."

After the Nascent Soul cultivator self-destructed, the destructive energy generated surged out in all directions with astonishing power. Even the solid ancient mountains collapsed in an instant and turned into flat ground. Many places even melted into droplets.

The creatures that had no time to use defensive methods, whether they were human monks or demon masters, were all sent flying by the impact. Among them, some weaker creatures died on the spot.

The demon clan was wiped out by several demon lords because they were too close, leaving only huge skeletons falling from the air.

The destructive energy formed after the self-destruction gradually dissipated.

Gangzhu rushed out of the wasteland with a disgraceful face, his body covered in dirt, his head and clothes turned into ashes, leaving only an armor made of weak water still on his body.

The human form has dispersed, revealing a ferocious pig head with a mouth full of sharp teeth.

Because the weak water absorbed the explosion, even if he stood at the center of the self-explosion, Gangzhu was not injured, but only looked slightly embarrassed.

"When I seize the Corruption Divine Flower and the Ascension Platform, I will definitely kill all of you humans."

He let out a harsh word and prepared to rush out again.

However, it took a while.

Yun Qinghe has returned to Dayan's lineup.

She was already some distance away from self-destruction, and with the protection of the fairy sword, she had escaped and handed the Corruption Flower to Lu Mingyuan.

The moment I took the storage bracelet.

A reminder appeared in front of Lu Mingyuan.

[The hexagram is completed, Xiaoji. 】

[Promoted to Emperor Orange Fate - Sword Saint]

"Emperor Orange Fate - Sword Saint, the refining degree increases to 10%"

"Emperor Cheng's fortune teller (Sword Saint): When I hold my sword, the wind is thundering, and when I hang my clothes, the sun and the moon are bright. I am wielding my sword from the heavenly gate. Who dares to come to this world?"

"Forging the God (Elementary Level): Slaughtering creatures can cultivate the divine body. The sword can protect the body, and the demons will be frightened and cannot get close."

Lu Mingyuan looked at Yun Qinghe's position, looked at her dusty face with scars, and sighed:

"Why repay?"

"Take good care of your injuries and break through to the Martial Saint level, which is the greatest reward for me."

Yun Qinghe stared into his eyes and said seriously.

"With this Corruption Divine Flower, can you break through the Martial Saint? Don't let me work in vain then."

Yun Qinghe deliberately glanced at him suspiciously.

Lu Mingyuan said confidently: "If I can't become a saint, who can?"

Men can't say they can't do it.

Then, he moved towards a position behind him and whispered:

"Senior Chess Saint, Brother Dayan, please take care of yourself."

On the mountainside, the chess master stroked his beard and said with a deep look: "I have almost recovered. Although there is no way to defeat Gangzhu, the delay is more than enough. You can rest assured that you can break through."

"good!"

Lu Mingyuan nodded when he heard this and said with firm eyes:

"Isn't it the Martial Saint Realm? Protect me!"

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