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Chapter 494 Zhunti: He really wants to kill me? (Subscribe)

Next door, inside the sword formation.

Not only is there another version of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, but there is also the Dahe Sword Art hidden.

Hide in the dark and launch sneak attacks from time to time.

It almost broke the defense of the Saint Zhunti.

It takes some energy to defend, but not defending is not an option.

This made Zhunti very angry.

Persuasion is futile, there is no hope of giving in, and even fighting back is impossible.

Zhunti once suspected that his identity as a saint was fake, and he was even worse than a newly promoted saint.

What's more, Li Qingtian relied on the Hongmeng purple energy to prove his truth through merit.

This is different from the Six Saints of the Primordial World.

"As a saint, he controls the laws. If the sword formation and the Great River Sword Art had not been integrated with the laws of time and space, it would have been difficult to trap him."

"However, due to the occasional sneak attacks, scars have appeared on the body of the Zhunti Saint."

"But it's not enough."

Originally, Li Qingtian planned to continue to wear down Zhunti.

But saints replenish themselves very quickly and are connected to the Three Thousand Great Ways. This is one of the fundamental reasons why they are difficult to kill.

When you think about it carefully.

Li Qingtian suddenly had an immature idea in his mind: If I take the opportunity to borrow the saintly power of the saint Zhunti to make up for the lack of energy in the entire inner world, will it be possible?

While Zhunti was trapped, he combined the laws of time and space with the laws of devouring, and used the sword energy and sword light of the Zhuxian Sword Formation and the Dahe Sword Dao as cover to quietly "steal" Zhunti's saintly power.

Of course, the whole process went quite smoothly.

Zhunti was unable to notice anything, and only felt that the energy in his body suddenly disappeared.

This sudden change.

This made the Saint Zhunti somewhat confused and at a loss.

"Did I just use too much force?"

At this moment, Zhunti became confused.

"It's really strange. The energy in my body has inexplicably decreased by a large amount..."

It shouldn’t be!

Although these sword energies were dense and constantly sweeping, and there was a divine light emanating from the body, even if there were any injuries, they were only superficial.

Not afraid of it at all.

But now, it’s really inexplicable.

"Is it my illusion?"

However, the strength in the body disappeared inexplicably.

It actually made Zhunti begin to doubt his life.

No, where is my power?

I am a saint, but I didn't even know that the power in my body disappeared...

But suddenly.

Zhunti found himself unable to move.

The space around was infinitely compressed, and the surrounding sword energy was constantly crisscrossing and sweeping.

It keeps rolling.

Originally, Zhunti was on guard against sword energy.

He was afraid that the sword energy of Zhu Xian would destroy his golden body.

Its Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree was constantly refreshing, but the effect was very weak, and sword energy would still penetrate the defense from time to time.

"boom!"

This hits me over and over again.

The saintly energy in Zhunti's body was "stolen" by Li Qingtian in an inexplicable way.

"Hahaha……"

This time, this guy Zhunti is the source of my energy.

In the inner world, the origin is continuously absorbing the power of the Cundi Saint.

"Can a saint really be immortal?"

Maybe not!

"If I can continuously draw the power from the body of the Saint Zhunti and let it act as a 'spiritual eye' or 'source', and if the Saint is truly immortal, then does that mean I can always draw the power from his body to replenish the origin of the world within my body..."

"This will not only wipe out the Saint Zhunti, but also enhance the development of my inner world."

It's a win-win situation.

With this continuous extraction, even if a saint is said to be immortal, I wonder if he can be beaten to death after thousands of years!

I'm really looking forward to it!

Saints, immortal?
But, are you really immortal?

"If it is really immortal, then it can become the source of my perpetual energy..."

Saint Cundi, will you persevere?

Li Qingtian's mouth curled up slightly, "Under this circumstance, I am not in a hurry to kill you."

Drain you bit by bit, squeeze out your value.

This is what is useful.

At this time, the face of the Bodhisattva Cundi, whose movement space had been reduced, was gloomy.

If you didn't know it before, you could still use "not paying attention" to describe it and judge it...

It's obvious now.

The energy in the body is dissipating at a terrifying rate.

No, it should have been taken away inexplicably. Until now.

If Zhunti still doesn't understand, he can just hit his head against a wall and die.

"Li Qingtian, it's you, it's you who did this, right?"

Zhunti's eyes were red, and the strength in his body was being drained away at a terrifying speed.

And he disappeared inexplicably.

Even if he is a saint, even if he always claims to be invincible and immortal.

He was also afraid at this moment.

The more I recovered, the more he would take away, and he could even take away more.

How to do this?

It's impossible.

"Shh!"

"It's just a small experiment, no need to make a fuss."

"Besides, don't you, the Saint Zhunti, claim that you are immortal?"

"Since you are all dead, why do you still care about these powers? At most, you can just spend some time to recover."

Li Qingtian explained quietly.

Zhunti: "..."

At this moment, the Bodhisattva Cundi even wanted to bite someone.

Is this human language?

Good job, Li Qingtian.

"Brother Qingtian, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one. How about we shake hands and let it go?"

Zhunti said something quickly.

Dare not be timid.

A saint may be immortal, but he may also be drained dry.

Especially now.

"Don't worry, take your time!"

"As for shaking hands and talking happily, let me think about it carefully first."

And smoke.

The fact that I did not use all my strength to activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation to strangle you is already a sign of my great sympathy for you, the Saint Zhunti.

But don't push your luck any further.

At first, I just wanted to experiment.

I just want to see whether the saint will die.

It is different now.

I want to drain the power out of your body, the Saint Zhunti, and turn you into a dried human being.

No, if the energy is provided continuously.

Nature is the best.

A saint is a natural perpetual motion machine.

"It just so happens that the development of my inner world requires sufficient energy. You are a saint after all, so I think you have an endless supply of energy and can provide it without stopping."

In this way, I think it should be possible.

"you……"

The Bodhisattva Cundi was so angry that he just wanted to curse.

Bloody and unreasonable.

You are really exposing yourself.

"Junior Brother Qingtian, you will have no friends if you do this. I am a saint after all. If I don't die today..."

this moment.

The threat in the words of the Bodhisattva Cundi was so blunt and direct.

If you don't die today, one day, it will be your bad luck, Li Qingtian.

It is true that you are a saint, but you also have relatives and friends.

What's more, I, Zhunti, have a saint behind me to guide my senior brother.

When two saints appear together, who will be the opponent?
Your master is Taiqing Laozi. He cannot protect you for your whole life.

"Noisy!"

"If I don't die today, you will continue to provide me with energy. Just act like a spring!"

A saint.

Immortal and indestructible, and recovers quickly.

I think it shouldn't have any impact on you.

Zhunti: "..."

What the hell is this spring? It has no fucking impact at all!
"Li Qingtian, you are such a hateful kid!"

"You have to die!"

"I am Zhunti, a saint. I am your uncle in terms of seniority. I will make you pay a heavy price!"

Since the negotiations were fruitless, he had no choice but to make some harsh remarks.

If you don’t die, I, Zhunti, will be uneasy in the future!
But at this moment, Li Qingtian had the same thought in his mind.

"In this case, I cannot let you go."

Saint Zhunti, then you should be mentally prepared to be my spring for the rest of your life!

I think you should be able to...

(End of this chapter)