Reaper of Faith [Quick Travel GL]

After all, there are only a few people who can recognize the Bingdi Phoenix Lotus. In fact, most people in the world have never heard of such fetishes, so they belong to this old sect that has been passed down for at least tens of thousands of years. Only then can relevant records be found.

The many monks who rushed over could only see that there was something brewing and preparing to be born among the blazing flames, and the large amount of magic energy and aura that swept through was proof—although it stands to reason that if any treasure is born , it should be that the aura and magic energy have risen sharply.

But in the devil world, it is normal and understandable for some abnormal treasures to appear.

"This is definitely a top-notch magic weapon..."

Someone looked in the direction of the flames, with a glint of greed in their eyes.

Zhao Chuguang also didn't want to explain more to this group of people.

For a group of powerful people who have cultivated to the extreme of mortals, they will not change their minds because of a few words from others.

Moreover, the role of the Phoenix Lotus is really miraculous. Zhao Chuguang was afraid that after they learned the truth, they would instead have her and Shen Zhaoxi's ideas - there were no records of divine objects being extracted by unpredictable means in the past.

Her long sword danced impenetrably, protecting Shen Chaoxi behind her, and the sword light intersected in the sky, almost tearing the entire space apart.

In terms of visual effects alone, it is an extremely beautiful picture, the sky is like broken glass, each piece is shining brightly.

Only those who are in it can feel the horror in it.

"When did such a powerful sword cultivator appear in the cultivation world, why didn't I get any news..."

A sword cultivator in the fusion stage is naturally not looked down upon by a group of old monsters in the tribulation stage, but if this sword cultivator has the ability to threaten them, that's another story.

Sighing is sighing, this group of people didn't stop their movements at all. Although they were afraid, they didn't really take Zhao Chuguang seriously.

It's nothing more than a sword cultivator in the fusion stage... strong is strong, if it is one-on-one, it may be worth seeing, but it is undoubtedly a dream to resist so many high-level monks.

bump--

Under a huge force, Zhao Chuguang was slammed into the ground, spitting out blood.

At this moment, her blood already had a burning smell, as if it could burn at any time.

Zhao Chuguang knew that this was a sign that her life had been exhausted and Phoenix Lotus was preparing to be reborn from the ashes.

She took out the elixir from her bosom, and she poured the invaluable elixir into her mouth like she didn't want money, and it turned into billowing spiritual power, washing her body.

Soon, the temperature of the blood was suppressed.

Holding the sword, she rejoined the battlefield.

"Little baby, if you don't want to die, you should stay away. This is not a place where you can get involved."

It is rare that someone kindly advises.

In their view, the upcoming fetish has absolutely nothing to do with Zhao Chuguang.

Only those who are at the same level are eligible to participate in this competition.

Amidst the raging fire, a pair of invisible eyes opened, watching the scene in front of them.

Several old monsters from the Tribulation Stage had already started fighting, and from time to time someone stretched out his hand, ready to take advantage of others' surprise, grab the treasure and leave.

At this time, there will always be a bright sword light shining, blocking it out.

That was Zhao Chuguang's sword.

As the sword light continued to cut out, the aura of the person holding the sword became weaker and weaker, his white hair fluttered in the wind, and his face was as white as paper.

However, the long sword was like an extension of her arm, slashing out fierce sword energy again and again, blocking monks with higher cultivation levels than her.

The sword light magnified in the pupils, and then magnified again, finally occupying the entire field of vision.

"roll--"

"A monk in the fusion stage really doesn't know how to write the word dead!"

A huge palm fell from the sky, and it was about to hit Zhao Chuguang's body.

Her pupils constricted and her nerves stretched to the extreme.

At this time, a sigh suddenly sounded. Behind Zhao Chuguang, the raging fire suddenly rose, rising to a height of hundreds of meters or even a thousand meters, covering a large area of ​​land without damaging the vitality of the vegetation. A figure gradually appeared in the flames looming.

"The person who doesn't know how to write death is probably you..."

The figure was a little fainter, and a faint spark suddenly flew out.

The light of this spark was weak, as if it could be extinguished at any time, but it was extremely determined. After breaking away from the main body of the flame, it steadfastly persisted in front of the monk who had attacked Zhao Chuguang.

It was a monk with all white beard and hair. Among the group of people, his cultivation base was the highest, and therefore, he had the strongest desire to obtain the treasure that was about to be born. However, when the faint sparks drifted towards him, he His eyes were filled with horror, his body was as stiff as if being controlled by someone, and he just froze in mid-air, staring straight at an inconspicuous spark, which kept approaching.

Only from the perspective of the person involved, can one see how terrifying this move is.

As Mars approached, a huge sun rose in the monk's eyes, and the scorching fire almost melted him.

"Do not--"

He screamed, but it was too late, the flames rose from his body, although it did not cause any damage to the appearance, but his fear and pain could be heard from his shrill screams.In one thought, what kind of concept is it to kill a monk in the Transcending Tribulation Period?

At least among the monks who came from all directions on the field, none of them felt that they could do it.

As the flames burned, the figures in the flames gradually dissipated, and finally turned into crystals condensed into laws of comprehension and a little bit of strong magic energy.

Shen Zhaoxi didn't care about other people, but raised her hand and called these things over. The rules fell into her hands and disappeared in an instant. Others could sense that these things were not scattered in the world, but were swallowed up by the people in front of her. .

devoured!

Sensing this change, the expressions of the surrounding monks suddenly became extremely ugly.

When a mortal enters the Tao, his life immediately transcends the mortal world, no longer under the jurisdiction of reincarnation, and at the same time loses the blessing of reincarnation.

In other words, mortals can be reincarnated after death, and if a monk dies, if his soul does not turn into a ghost cultivator, then there is only one way to go.

This group of people has cultivated to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, and their lifespan exceeds thousands of years. They are almost immortal. They never thought that a person as powerful as them would die so lightly, like a crushed ant. of.

This group of people hadn't felt any fear at all, but now they felt fear from the bottom of their hearts, their spirits trembling uncontrollably.

"Trap, this is a trap—" someone said in horror, "This monk is deliberately keeping us behind, she is the ghost of this magic weapon!"

Zhao Chuguang: "..."

The besiegers dispersed in a rush, for fear that they would be left behind if they ran too slowly.

She looked at the fleeing crowd, pursed her lips, and slowly descended from midair, pointing her sword to the ground, supporting her body, and then looked back.

When the flames dissipated, Shen Zhaoxi's face was revealed. She watched the group of people go away indifferently. After a long time, she finally set her eyes on Zhao Chuguang.

Cough cough--

She suddenly bent down and knelt on the ground with one knee, coughing up blood.

Forcibly using strength beyond the body, the price paid is greater than imagined.

She almost felt that the next nirvana was imminent.

"come over."

She said to Zhao Chuguang.

Shen Zhaoxi stretched out her hand, Zhao Chuguang's eyes gradually brightened, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved, resisting the severe pain in her body, and walked towards her.

The moment their palms touched, Shen Zhaoxi's hand suddenly tightened, pulling him closer to her arms.

Zhao Chuguang's heart was beating wildly.

Could it be that Wuhui remembered it?

However, the next moment, she knew that she would be wrong about what Shen Zhaoxi meant.

Because soon, she felt a feeling of falling down.

shuttle!

The moment she caught Zhao Chuguang, Shen Zhaoxi directly pulled him and herself into the spiritual realm.

For the two of them, there is currently no safer place than Lingjing.

Even if she, as the master of the spiritual realm, took people across the world, the exhausted spiritual power still made her heart ache.

Normally, this spiritual power is nothing, but when the spiritual power in her body is almost exhausted, and the divine power has bottomed out, it is quite terrible.

When the two reappeared, they were already at an altitude of one thousand meters in the spiritual realm.

Shen Zhaoxi lost consciousness the moment she successfully shuttled. Zhao Chuguang controlled the flying sword, put the two of them down, and landed beside a stream, only then did he have the heart to look at the almost completely changed world.

Unlike the previous visit, where the scene was full of deserts, forests and clean streams had already appeared in the spiritual realm.

Although it is not as dense as the forest in the realm of comprehension, and there are not many animals in the forest, but at least it has vitality, and it does not have the feeling of being lifeless before, with nothing but spirit stones.

It's just that there are too few people inside, so she won't find any people in it for a while.

Both of them were in poor condition. Putting Shen Chaoxi on the ground, Zhao Chuguang drew a safety circle with his sword intent, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground.

When Shen Zhaoxi woke up, the sky in Lingjing was completely dark, and the stars were twinkling in the night sky, looking bright and clean.

Zhao Chuguang was still lying quietly beside her, his expression exhausted to the extreme, his body was covered with large and small wounds, even his face had several scars of different shades, the most dangerous one was at the corner of his eyes, almost Sliding across the eyes, it was only a thin line away from hurting her eyeballs.

There are indeed many panaceas in the realm of comprehension, which can cure many problems that ordinary people can't do anything about. However, if they are blind or have broken limbs, it is not so easy to recover. The latter is a little easier. If the broken time is short , or can find compatible limbs, reconnecting is not a problem, the eyes want to be repaired, but there is no hope but the best medicine.

Shen Zhaoxi's hand fell on Zhao Chuguang's face.

Memories flooded my mind.

This trip to the Mozun Palace, the biggest gain is probably the memories in her mind.