My Doomsday Territory - 785

The holy order exists, and it shines with the sun and the moon.

Every saint is the incarnation of the law. If the immortal body of the saint is fully revealed, the ordinary awakened person will collapse and die.

The Holy Order, and the Transcendent Order, are already completely different classes.

Like the fireflies and the scorching sun, the gap is immeasurable.

Even if it is the supreme arrogant who can be compared with the saint in law perception, it is still only the arrogant, and there is a difference in the essence of life from the saint.

The invincible strong came to the wasteland world, and the first thing he felt was the pressure of the world.

They suppressed ninety-nine percent of their strength.

But the saint can fight against the world.

The coming saint projected a surging river of phantom, the world space was constantly distorted, the laws collided, and for a time, the whole world set off a surge of natural disasters.

The long river sage swept his surroundings with indifferent gaze, and suddenly he stopped.

“Huh? It turned out to be illusion.”

He stretched out his hand and waved, a stream of purified water washed over Yanjin and other reincarnations.

In an instant, Yan Jin and other strong men looked startled, as if there was no change, and as if they had unlocked some kind of spiritual shackles.

“It turns out that we have planted illusions long ago?”

He couldn’t believe it.

I still can’t remember when I planted the illusion or who used it, but I really understand that I and others have long been affected by the illusion!

“How can a group of indigenous people master such a clever illusion?”

Illusion requires fine manipulation, and to some extent, it is more difficult to master than destructive spells.

He suddenly said, “Isn’t… not a native?”

In the past, affected by illusions, some unreasonable places, they all made up their own brains, but after the illusion was solved, the experienced reincarnation understood that a world that only began to recover from Genesis a few hundred years ago, there is no foundation. The world, indigenous, can’t be so strong!

“They are here.”

The long river sage’s gaze penetrated the space, “One, two, three… Is there only a mere six third-order peaks?”

…

Great Rift Valley,

At the moment when the saint descended, the wind was surging, and it was difficult for Tang Yu not to notice it.

Elaine, Nancy, or other followers who were in retreat were all awakened, the breath still depressing people’s heart across countless distances.

“The saint?” Nancy was excited.

“Is there a sacred object?” Zhu Shu Li Cai fan.

“It’s actually the holy rank who came in person.” Luo Zhe was a little worried.

Sora held the hilt of the sword, warfare in his pupils.

“A few years ago, the breath we felt on the Aino continent was also a saint.”

Yilian has a deep memory.

That year, the breath of the sage came overwhelmingly, covering the continent, even if the sage had not yet arrived, it made them feel suffocated and powerless.

At this moment, the aura of the holy step is similar to the aura imprinted in the depths of memory back then, but it is no longer suffocating.

Yes, it’s just pressure.

“Ellen, Nancy, Sora, Oguri, Hongyue… Let’s go there for a while, that saint.”

…

The space is rippling like water, like a picture scroll pulling apart on both sides.

Tang Yu, wearing a fire-print robe, walked out of the twisted space.

On the left, Nancy Yilian, on the right, empty, bamboo rat chestnut, and red moon.

Yan Jin and other Samsaras only recognized Tang Yu, but their auras were quite different.

Other strong people have never seen it before.

“We, haven’t we been taken seriously?!”

Under the sage’s world projection, Yan Jin and others have recovered some strength and are close to the state of heyday.

He took out a Tier 3 magic weapon spear and pointed it directly at Tang Yu.

Tang Yu’s eyes did not change, “Miscellaneous soldiers, leave it to you.”

“No problem squeaking!”

jingle–

jingle–

jingle–

The first bell rang, and an endless illusion appeared in front of Yanjin’s eyes. He gritted his teeth abruptly and broke free, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

The second bell rang, Yan Jin was in a daze, and he struggled for a while before he came back to his senses.

The third bell sounded, Yan Jin staggered, his complexion changed, and finally stopped in place.

“It’s actually a sacred artifact, no wonder…”

The long river sage looked at the string of bells on the left hand side of Zhu Shu Li, exuding the power of sacred objects.

His eyes are hot.

A sacred artifact of illusion augmentation type, even if you can’t use it, you can exchange it with other saints for a holy artifact suitable for your own use.

The Sage of Long River was still fantasizing, Nancy moved first.

She smashed it up with a single sword, without special skills, just slashed out a 400-meter-long sword beam.

“Humph!”

The sage of the long river swayed the raging river current, like a waterfall falling down in nine days, crushing everything and dispelling the sword light, but there is still a little purple light in the river.

The unpretentious heavy sword struck the saint.

He raised his hand, the halo circulated, buzzed, and the epee was placed in front of him.

The Changhe Sage’s complexion changed, “It is also a holy artifact!”

He blocked this sword, but his soul seemed to be stabbed with a sword. Although it only caused very weak damage to him, it was undoubtedly…

“The deity has been sanctified for 23,000 years, and you are still the first transcendent who can hurt me. Even with the sacred tools, the deity is willing to call you the strongest under the saint.”

When he finished speaking, Kong Li’s sword was unsheathed.

Sora had perfected the combat skills of beheading the invincible in the mountains and seas.

An extreme silver light appeared!

One after another, endless, every sword light is instantaneous, every sword light cuts through the space, and every sword light condenses the’law of cutting’ that can cut everything!

——Invincible “Vacuum Cut”!

The river stream swayed by the sage of the long river was cut off by the silver light, breaking the river with one sword!

Yin Mang slashed his sacred body unabated.

Buzzing–

The halo is flowing, bright and dying.

The body of the long river saint burst into light, and the torrential river flow changed from azure blue to gray, and the surrounding space was corroded. In just one second, the mountains and rocks disappeared like dust after thousands of years.

Even the silver sword light cut out by Kong was corroded one by one.

But “Vacuum Cut” is not only strong, but also fast and endless!

The face of the Long River Saint changed again and again, retreating hundreds of miles like a face change.

The luxurious robe infused with the power of the saint has been cut out of the open-minded gap, the immortal saint is injured, and drops of pale golden blood flow out from the wound.

He really changed color.

Hallows!

Deep understanding of the law!

Enough to pose a threat to him.

It is not that the saints are weak, the saints can compete with the world without being suppressed, but this world is only a higher world, and the saints cannot exert their full power.

It’s like a small pond can’t hold a real dragon!

Unless, the long river sage can explode the whole world.

The Long River Sage originally thought that even if he could not exert his full strength, it would far exceed the so-called invincible powerhouse.

The saint, there is a qualitative gap between the extraordinary and the invincible after all!

The existence of sacred artifacts has made up for this part of the gap!

Originally, although Sora and others had a high level of attainment, they were limited by their own strength and could only exert the power of two or three into the sacred artifacts. Now, the semi-sacred body is cast, and it can induce more laws under full force. Power can also make the sacred weapon explode even more terrifying power.

Even if Yan Jin and other reincarnations are immersed in illusion, they are still fighting. They can barely detect the situation of the outside world, but they can’t break free.

They were dumbfounded.

Lord Sage was actually repelled? injured?

How can it be!

Fake, it must be fake!

It’s illusion!

Don’t try to blind our hearts!

What is the use of illusion trapping us? Still can’t escape the fate of being killed one by one by Lord Changhe.

boom!

The world projection of the surging river flow was chopped into sections by a vacuum. The sage of the long river no longer cares about the upper part, turning into a streamer and rushing into the sky, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Yan Jin and other reincarnations are still waiting, waiting, waiting…

Lord Changhe, won’t you really escape?

…

The sky in the wasteland world does not know how high it is, and the higher it goes, the thicker the fog.

Although the sun can be seen on the ground, the light is getting dimmed and the resistance is getting stronger and stronger when it reaches an altitude of tens of thousands of meters or hundreds of thousands of meters.

It is difficult to enter the world of one side.

It’s not easy to get out.

The barriers to protect the world seem to be just a thin film, but even the saints cannot come in and out at will.

When the Long River Saints came, they took advantage of the power of the Samsara Hall and the cost of resources.

It’s easier to go out, but he wants to break through the world wall and it takes time.

The Long River Saints are really afraid that those human races will chase themselves and they will suffer some injuries to their bodies!

“Damn human race!”

“Didn’t the high-dimensional upper realm collapse? Shouldn’t those human races run for their lives like bereaved dogs?!”

The wasteland world is a plane, and the outside world is not the starry sky of the universe.

He shuttled in the thick fog, and he could no longer see light, life, and nothing.

finally,

The sage of Long River penetrated the thick fog and saw a huge hollow in the distance, slowly rotating.

“The broken gap in the world has been found!”

Layers of halo bloomed around him, like a beam of light passing through a hole.

There was resistance at that moment, but it was much weaker. The Long River Saint was only blocked for a moment, and then penetrated without obstacles.

He was in the boundless void beyond the plane, his power was no longer limited, a towering phantom appeared all over his body, the phantom burst into light, and the wind of annihilation disappeared completely when it was blown close by.

Faint eyes looked at the void, at the colorful world membrane wall.

Sighed, “It’s a pity that those sacred artifacts.”

The sage of the Long River knew that perhaps the dragon prisoner, or the Lord Monroe, would still act, but at that time, the sacred artifacts had nothing to do with him.

He stared sharply.

A few familiar figures flew out of the hole where the world’s membrane wall was broken.

Four eyes facing each other,

The Long River Sage laughed loudly.

It turned out to be… I delivered it to my door! !

…

Beyond the wall of the mask, there is an infinite void.

The void is more dangerous than the barren universe, and the wind of annihilation blows from time to time, but it is not as high as the high void.

Here, you can see the membrane wall of the wasteland world, which is very huge, and the colorful colors occupy most of the field of vision, far larger than the bubbles seen in the high void.

Looking into the distance, there is nothing but nothingness and the occasional wind of annihilation, without seeing any colorful bubbles.

Even if it is a saint, it is difficult to find a new world when driving in the void. Only in the high position of the void, if you are in a higher dimension, the space distance has been shortened countless times, even if you are physically shuttled.

If you don’t use the teleportation array, at least, you have to have the space shuttle rule to enter the room, and then you can enter the high void with your own strength, which stops most of the saints.

The Long River Sage does not seem to be able to step into the high position of the void, and there is no way of escape…

Tang Yu gradually smiled.

The Long River Saints couldn’t wait to take action, and even worried that these human races would once again escape into the world.

With a wave of his hand, the world projection appeared, from blurring to reality, surging rivers, and some aquatic creatures were visible.

The river swept over, and the power was increased by a hundred times and thousands of times. In the void, Tang Yu and the others were as small as mortals facing a hundred-meter-high huge wave.

call out!

Whoops whoops!

The empty half-sage body urged to the extreme, a sword cut out, drove the law, cut through the water waves, but was filled by the more turbulent river behind.

“How can a mortal body compare to a god!”

The semi-sacred body already has the essence of immortality, but it is far from the real immortal body.

The Tier 3 invincible that can escape from the hands of the saints is the supreme arrogant, defeating the saint against the sky? nonexistent!

Behind the long river saint, there appeared a thousand-meter-high figure, glowing with colorful radiance, which made people afraid to look directly.

This is the holy stage, and the holy person who has developed the holy aspect is the perfect body!

boom!

He patted it with a palm, and there was a vortex formed by turbulent water in the palm of his palm. The extreme pulling force made Kong unable to dodge. The half-holy body exploded under a palm, and the Tier 3 magic weapon cloak on his body was instantly destroyed.

The body recondensed, Sora’s face was a little pale, but it was more of a fighting spirit. He took out a cloak of the same style and put it on, and slowly took out the second sword from the space ring.

This is a blue sword, as ethereal as the wind.

“It’s a sacred tool again!!” Long River Saint’s eyes widened.

Sora was originally a swordsman with two swords and three swords. Under the two holy artifacts, he could cut the rivers of the long river with one sword, and cut through the thousand-meter-high holy steps. His figure was erratic. Who deal with it!

“Damn it, if I have a suitable sacred artifact…!”

The Long River Sage couldn’t fight with the law of Corrosion, his best at the law of corrosion, the lethality was not enough, fighting until now, even if it has the upper hand, but the human race is extraordinary, even the breath is not weakened.

At this time,

A hundred-meter-long purple sword light slashed from the back of the Faxiang. The dense purple light collided with the colorful glow, and the entire void was shocked. Invisible ripples spread, and in the distance, the membrane of the wasteland world The walls trembled slightly.

The face of Changhe Saint changed again.

He showed his face, his aura skyrocketed dozens of times, and he was full of confidence.

This group of human races is extraordinary, but it seems that there is no upper limit, and it has become stronger again and again.

Under Nancy’s “ghost transformation”, the rich purple gas surrounded like a dragon, rushing hundreds of meters high, her figure was no longer visible, but the purple dragon and the hundreds of meters sword were constantly blasting out.

The air slashing method, Nancy slashing the soul, the face of the long river saint has been extremely dignified.

‘I’m just a newly promoted holy rank. I lack the cards. Even if I continue to play, I won’t get much benefit…’

He glanced at Tang Yu and Hongyue Yilian, the bamboo rat chestnut still remained in the world to restrain a few reincarnations.

Knowing,

The idea of robbing the sacred artifact by oneself was frustrated.

The task that promised the dragon prisoner saint could not be completed even more.

There was no good fight, and the sage of Long River was unwilling to continue. Faxiang slapped both palms, the waves spread hundreds of thousands of meters, and Nancy and Kong were bombarded far away.

Thousands of meters high Dharma phase stepped towards the distance, stepped an immeasurable distance in one step, and went away at a speed visible to the naked eye in the boundless void.

Tang Yu was not happy anymore.

Before, he didn’t know the difference between himself and others and the saint, but now he wants to leave after he fights, is it possible?

Yilian held the holy instrument, Bingming, projecting the eternal frozen world, and instantly confronted the phantom of the saint’s river.

The red moon incarnates in the Youhai, and also incorporates a sacred artifact. The sea and the water of corrosion are intertwined and confronted, and it gradually overshadowed the past.

The long river sage frowned, and regardless of his concern, he continued to walk into the distance, faster and faster.

At this time,

His eyes became gray and white, and the dense chains were in the air. Each chain was tens of thousands of meters, hundreds of thousands of meters, exuding tyrannical spatial fluctuations, and the space around him was completely frozen and sealed in the blink of an eye.

Hallows!

Hallows!

It’s another holy artifact!

The sage of Changhe has not seen the joy of the sacred artifacts for a long time, and now only thinks about the MMP, and there are so many sacred artifacts!