Mortals get a golden finger for immortal cultivation every year

Chapter 383 Zhao Shuang's Sword Arrives
"Immortal Blood Clan, Death Zen Sect, what are you doing here?"

A hot-tempered saint shouted angrily. If other saints had not stopped him, he would have probably taken action.

"Senior, please don't be angry. Empress Chi Yao has ordered that all the outstanding talents of the Kunlun Realm can come to attend this Realm Son Banquet. I believe you should have no objection to this prince taking the position of a Realm Son, right?"

The third prince of the Undead Blood Clan laughed.

"I think so too. I'm sure Lady Saint will not disobey the orders of Empress Chi Yao!"

The monk of the Dead Zen Sect echoed.

"This……"

Seeing this, the talented lady of the Holy Book looked at Zhao Shuang, while Zhao Shuang sat expressionlessly on the seat of the boundary master next to Chi Wansui, with no intention of interfering in other people's affairs.

"Indeed, could it be that the Lady of the Holy Book thinks our clan doesn't belong to the Kunlun Realm? If so, then don't expect us to be rude to you later."

Upon hearing this, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the talented lady of holy books, Xingchen Ming, and she stretched out a slender jade finger and pointed at the bottom of the mountain of books. Suddenly, a surge of mental power surged out and condensed into a huge word "destroy", wanting to kill the third prince of the Undead Blood Clan and Jialuo Guzhen of the Death Zen Sect.

"It's really disappointing that such a talented woman of the Holy Book has such an intolerant mind!"

Before the word "destruction" transformed by mental power fell on the third prince of the Undead Blood Clan and Galao of the Death Zen Sect, an old voice came from the sky.

Then, the sea of ​​blood rolled and turned into a big hand that directly grabbed the mental power of "destruction".

With a snap, it broke into pieces!
One can imagine how terrifying and powerful the person who made the move was.

This scene immediately intimidated everyone present, young and old!

Looking up, the sky has turned into a sea of ​​blood, dyeing the earth with a layer of blood. The stench is overwhelming, making people feel uncomfortable.

What is most eye-catching is not the sea of ​​blood, but the old man below the sea of ​​blood, who seems to be the owner of the sea of ​​blood.

This old man had a pair of bloody wings on his back and wore a white robe. His body was covered with tumors. He looked more like a monster than a human.

Compared with this white-robed old man from the Undead Vampire Clan, the Fish Dragon Realm on the Book Mountain is no different from ants.

"As expected of a talented woman of the Holy Book, you are probably on the verge of breaking through the fifty-fifth level of spiritual power and becoming a spiritual power saint king! In the future, you will also have the opportunity to become a spiritual power saint like your grandfather, Emperor Wen. Not bad, not bad, really not bad."

The old man in white from the Undead Vampire Clan had a fierce look in his eyes and praised a few times in a hostile tone.

"This old monster's cultivation is quite powerful. Even this Saint cannot see through his cultivation."

……

At the same time, outside of the Book Mountain, numerous saints in Shentai City unleashed their holy might. Wisps of holy energy flowed through the air, enveloping all the cultivators present.

Looking down from the sky, the power of all the saints and ancestors gathered together, like a huge holy picture, appearing on the ground.

"Haha, are you planning to attack together? Okay, but it's useless. Only old fellow Taiyi from Liangyi Sect can make this Saint afraid."

The old man in white from the Undead Vampire Clan laughed loudly. He showed no fear at all towards the combined forces of the saints in Shentai City, which was enough to prove how powerful he was.

"Boom"! ! !
Before the arrogant laughter stopped, a loud bang sounded.

Because of the arrival of the white-robed old man from the Undead Vampire Clan, the blood sea that covered the sky and the sun was suddenly torn open by a huge golden hand, and a huge hole was formed, like a raging river, rushing straight towards the white-robed old man from the Undead Vampire Clan below.

Seeing this scene, the old man in white from the Undead Vampire Clan shouted loudly and was about to do something.

With a "bang", he was blown away by the golden big hand.

boom! ! !
It crashed into the huge wall of Shentai City, almost collapsing the hundred-foot-thick wall.

"Great Sage!"

For a moment, all the saints in Shentai City had the same idea in their minds.

Apart from the Great Sage, they couldn't think of who else had such powerful strength to slap away the old immortal vampire monster at the Saint King level with just one slap.

Moreover, the owner of this golden palm definitely has a close relationship with Zhao Shuang, the King of Ji Tian, ​​because both of them like to slap others away with their palms.

The previous one was called Ouyang Heng!
"If you should participate, then participate. I didn't say you can't participate. Why are you so arrogant? Do you really think no one can stop you? Not to mention you, even if the Blue Sky Blood Emperor, the Equal Heaven Blood Emperor, or the Lord of the Undead Temple came, they would have the same fate. Okay, this slap will be a lesson. If you do it again, haha, even if the Lord himself comes, you will die."

The sea of ​​blood dissipated, and an even more domineering voice was heard, causing the cultivators and saints within a thousand miles to tremble with fear!

Great Sage!

They were sure that it must be the Great Sage!

……

"Thank you for your mercy, Senior. I understand."

The old man in white from the Undead Vampire Clan, whose blood wings were all knocked off, walked out from the ruins of Shentai City and said to the sky,
"Third Prince, Jialuo, please ask the other geniuses of Kunlun Realm to teach me."

Afterwards, the white-clothed old man of the Undead Blood Clan shouted orders to the frightened Third Prince of the Undead Blood Clan and Galao of the Death Zen Sect on the Book Mountain.

"Yes!"

Hearing the order from the white-robed old man of the Undead Blood Clan, the Third Prince of the Undead Blood Clan and Galaro of the Death Zen Sect shouted.

Then they walked to the top of the mountain of books.

Their goal, the Son of Nature, other hero constellations, genius constellations, and king constellations, have no meaning at all.

However, they had just stepped onto the stairs of the mountain of books.

Then a young master who had reached the ninth transformation of the Fish Dragon, a distinguished person, stood up, kicked the ground with both feet, and rushed out, "Daqian Sect, Li Hongyi, has come to learn the evil method of the Death Zen Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, he used both hands to perform a mid-grade ghost-level palm technique, the Tianyuan Palm.

Suddenly, the surging holy energy in his body poured into his palm and turned into a huge circular seal with a diameter of ten feet.

"Amitabha."

Seeing this, Garogu of the Dead Zen Sect just waved his hand, and Li Hongyi was blown away like the white-clothed old man of the Undead Vampire Clan just now.

But the end was even more tragic, his flesh and blood were covered, his qi sea was broken, all the meridians in his body were severed, and he became a disabled person.

"Yan Wuji, the Yan Sheng clan, has come to slay the Undead Blood Clan."

"If you want to climb the mountain, you have to get past me first, you bald ass from the dead Zen sect, prepare to die."

At one time, twenty or thirty talented people in the seats of heroes took action one after another, but without exception, they were all defeated.

Afterwards, seven or eight of the most favored talents in the position of genius were defeated and eliminated.

Then, in the 36th position of the King, a young man wearing a purple spiritual master robe, holding a green wooden holy staff, stood up and stared at Garogu with heroic spirit, saying: "Earth Temple, Wind City Rain."

Then, he was defeated and crippled by Garogu of the Death Zen Sect in three moves!
"How can it be!"

This scene shocked many cultivators. They knew the strength of Feng Chengyu of the Earth Temple, especially the "Nine-Turn Blood Dragon Formation" he had deployed. It was enough to deal with a first-level semi-saint, and could even protect himself against a second-level semi-saint. Even Chi Wansui had to pay a considerable price to defeat Feng Chengyu of the Earth Temple.

But now he was easily defeated and crippled by Garogu of the Death Zen Sect.

"The Robe of Ten Thousand Treasures"!
The four light words uttered by Zhao Shuang made the eyes of other people in the realm fall on the blood-red cassock on the body of Galagu of the Death Zen Sect.

This Wanbao cassock is exceptionally wide, with golden inscriptions dividing the cassock into a net-like shape.

Each intersection of the golden inscriptions held a small pendant. Some were shaped like pagodas, some like Buddhist beads, and some like diamond seals... Each pendant radiated a star-like brilliance. The Wanbao Kasaya was the most precious treasure of the Wanfo Dao, passed down from ancient times to the present day, worn by tens of thousands of holy monks.

Every holy monk who wears the Wanbao cassock will nail a Buddhist artifact on the cassock, connecting it to the inscription on the cassock.

To date, there are nearly 10,000 Buddhist artifacts nailed to the Wanbao cassock, each of which is comparable to a holy artifact with a hundred patterns.

A cassock contains ten thousand holy artifacts. You can imagine how terrifying it is.

Even if Garogu of the Death Zen Sect exerts one ten-thousandth of his strength, it is enough to sweep away everything.

"Monk Lidi, I'll leave this guy to you later."

Zhao Shuang looked at the monk Lidi, whose face darkened for the first time, and said.

"Of course, but the Third Prince of the Undead Blood Clan will be handed over to the Heavenly King."

Hearing what Zhao Shuang said, Monk Lidi nodded and agreed.

"It's natural,"

Zhao Shuang also nodded and agreed.

The talented lady of holy books felt relieved when she saw this scene.

After all, as long as Zhao Shuang can take action, then this crisis will naturally be no problem.

Just as the monk Lidi stood up, "Swish!"

Suddenly, a green sword energy, like a green rainbow, rushed straight to the eyebrows of the third prince of the Immortal Blood Clan.

"Interesting, there is actually someone who can break this prince's defense. You are quite good."

The third prince of the Undead Blood Clan wiped the blood from his brow and looked at the person who had attacked him.

The other party had already left his throne and walked to the top of the stairs, holding a green ancient sword. He looked graceful and elegant, with an extraordinary temperament. He said, "Central Domain Holy Academy, Beigong Lan."

"So you are Wu Zun's disciple! Not bad."

After saying this, he rushed forward, and at the same time, one of his hands went towards Beigong Lan's snow-white and slender neck.

"Hey."

His five fingers were completely enveloped in blood, and five foot-long nails grew out. A metallic sheen shone on the nails, like five sharp blades embedded in the bones of his hands.

Just as it was about to fall on Beigong Lan's snow-white and slender neck!

There was a sound of "ripping", followed by a scream!
The arm of the third prince of the Undead Vampire Clan was directly cut off!
"Don't leave such dirty claws lying around. They're too dirty and disgusting."

As soon as the light words fell, everyone knew that King Ji Tian had taken action.

"Haha, I knew King Ji Tian wouldn't just sit back and watch."

"King Ji Tian is really powerful. He cut off a claw with one move. Haha."

"Come on, King Ji, kill these three undead vampires!"

"That's right, kill him!"
Compared to the excited and cheering people in Shushan, Zhao Shuang was more concerned about Beigong Lan.

"Is Junior Sister Beigong okay?"

"It's okay, thank you King Ji for your help."

Upon hearing this, Beigong Lan's cheeks turned slightly red and she bowed to express her gratitude.

"Well, just call me Senior Brother, Senior Brother Tianwang. We are from the same Holy Academy. It would be too formal to meet Ji Tianwang."

Zhao Shuang chuckled.

Faced with such enthusiasm from Zhao Shuang, Beigong Lan's cheeks became more rosy, and she lowered her head slightly and said "hmm".

King Ji Tian is a playboy and a lecher, and he is known as the heir of the Sword Emperor throughout the Kunlun Realm. Naturally, Beigong Lan does not want to be involved.

Seeing this, Zhao Shuang smiled slightly and didn't mind too much. He just turned his gaze to the third prince of the Undead Blood Clan.

At this moment, the severed arm has recovered as before. The recovery ability of this undead vampire is really comparable to Xiaoqiang's.

It’s really amazing!
"King Ji, right? Today, this prince will make you, the number one prodigy in the Kunlun Realm, die here!"

The third prince of the Undead Blood Clan roared angrily, and then wisps of crimson blood energy surged out of the blood armor on his body, covering his entire body.

Countless human figures appeared in the blood and energy.

Each figure exuded an extremely powerful aura and let out a shrill cry that spread throughout the world, turning the sacred mountain of books into a blood-red Shura hell.

"This is?"

"What a terrifying aura! How could someone in the Fish Dragon Realm possess this? King Ji Tian is probably in danger this time."

"Yes, there is danger."

The saints of Shentai City all frowned in unison, worried.
"It's the Hundred Saints Blood Armor of the Undead Vampire Clan. This Third Prince is actually wearing the Hundred Saints Blood Armor."

At this moment, a saint had already recognized it.

This is an armor forged from the blood of one hundred saints, added with holy bones, holy sources, holy stones, and holy jade, using the unique secret method of the undead vampire clan.

"Damn it!" At this moment, even the talented woman of the Holy Book, who had enough confidence in Zhao Shuang, couldn't help but worry.

"Oh, I was wondering what it was, it turns out to be the Hundred Saints Blood Armor!"

Compared to other people's worries, Zhao Shuang was naturally fearless.

"Alright, let me show you the Supreme Sacred Artifact!"

Zhao Shuang waved his hand, and the Thousand Bone Empress Void Sword appeared in his hand.

"What, the Supreme Sacred Artifact, what did King Ji Tian say?"

"He said the Supreme Sacred Artifact? He meant that the holy sword in his hand is the Supreme Sacred Artifact!"

The saints in Shentai City could no longer sit still and were extremely shocked.

"Yes, that's what it means. But which supreme holy weapon is he holding? Why does it look so unfamiliar?"

"What is that? Which supreme holy weapon was actually obtained by King Ji Tian?"

"Yes! It was actually obtained by King Ji Tian."

"Hahaha, this time, the Third Prince of the Undead Blood Clan is in trouble! No matter how powerful the Hundred Saints Blood Armor is, how can it compare to the Supreme Sacred Weapon."

"Yes, yes, no wonder King Ji Tian is so confident. It turns out he possesses the Supreme Sacred Artifact!"

"It's really painful that you kept it a secret from me." When the Holy Book Lady saw Zhao Shuang take out the supreme holy weapon, the Void Sword, she felt relieved and said to herself with a smile on her face.

The only one who was panicking and at a loss was the third prince of the Undead Vampire Clan.

(End of this chapter)