The strongest starting system

Chapter 976 The Crisis of Qinglian Holy Land

Although the master of the demon god has a strong physique, sometimes he can't defend against it. For example, Jin Zhichen's knife, at that time, he concentrated all his energy in the front and had no time to care about his back.

In addition, Jin Zhichen used a special method, so he was able to seriously injure himself.

If such a situation occurs next time, there is still the possibility of being injured, but now with the protection of the light force, there is an automatic defense guarantee.

Light defense, dark attack, the two complement each other.

Zhao Wushuang couldn't help but asked again: "System, this light demon god's physique can only be broken by the emperor-level powerhouse, so tell me, how far I have to practice to reach the point where even the emperor can't break it?"

The system replied: "The bright demon body is the most powerful physique in the Shenwu Continent so far. There is no one. Please rest assured to cultivate the host. When you reach the realm of the sixth heaven of saints, you can upgrade the bright demon body to the second level, and the body will not die. Indestructible, the Great Emperor has nothing to do."

Zhao Wushuang clicked his tongue. Doesn't that mean that as long as he cultivates to the realm of the sixth heaven of saints, even the emperor can't do anything with him.

Moreover, this bright demon body can be advanced, which is also a good thing for him.

After being nourished, the power of light in Ling Qingjue's body became more and more pure. If she made a move at this time, she would definitely be able to instantly kill a saint of the same level.

It is also possible to fight against the strong in the fourth heaven of saints across borders!
The strong rise of the two, to a certain extent, made up for the blow that the death of Jin Zhichen and the black dragon had brought to Qinglian Holy Land.

"Lady, let's go."

With a wave of Zhao Wushuang's hand, he summoned Dou Yun from the system, which transformed into a spaceship.

Ling Qingjue sat in the cabin co-pilot, his small face was full of excitement.

Flying tens of thousands of miles is easy for them, but she likes to sit and lie comfortably in it.

After completing the breakthrough task, the points in Zhao Wushuang's system account increased sharply, reaching a huge amount of 600 million, so he exchanged for stealth mode twice.

After experiencing violent wind and huge waves, this space has become an independent existence. The real tree of the soul has left this space, returned to the universe, and continued to travel.

So when Zhao Wushuang activated the formation buried deep in the space, his consciousness had already entered this space, and he only discovered it later.

A ray of golden light descended from the sky, and the crack in space slowly opened to welcome the two of them out.

Before leaving, Zhao Wushuang waved his sleeve robe, and this space changed drastically. The green mountains and green waters were all restored, and the stars, silver and moons were also restored to their original state, returning to the quiet starry sky again.

Zhao Wu pointed with both hands, and the rising sun was born in the east, illuminating the whole world, exuding vitality.

For a moment, Zhao Wushuang came up with an idea: when he finished all the tasks, he would come back here and enjoy the rest of his life in peace.

This space has been embedded in the depths of the void, and only he can find it.

"My lady, let's name this small independent world, let's call it... how about Qingjue God Realm?"

Zhao Wushuang turned to Ling Qingjue and said.

Ling Qingjue was stunned for a moment, and then he understood Zhao Wushuang's intention.

"it is good!"

She smiled, like the breeze caressing peach blossoms in March, intoxicated and charming.

Zhao Wushuang quickly turned his head, he was afraid that if he took another look, he would not be able to pull it out.

After leaving this space, Zhao Wushuang pressed the invisible button, and galloped along the deserted road of Elephant Trunk Mountain to the distance.

At this time, blood was already flowing in front of the mountain gate of Qinglian Holy Land.

"Quick, ask for support, we are about to be overwhelmed!"

An elder from Qinglian Holy Land shouted loudly, but the next moment the sword light flashed, his head was cut off, spun a few times in the air, and fell to the ground.

"Elder Liu!"

Several Qinglian Holy Land disciples were about to burst into tears, and they all drew their weapons and rushed over.

Some disciples came down from the mountain to support them, but the number of opponents was too large, and they had already fallen into an absolute disadvantage.

"Hahaha, the combat effectiveness of your Qinglian Holy Land is really too weak. No wonder it ranks last among the top ten Holy Lands every year. Let it be destroyed today. There is no need for it to exist."

A man with a big knife sneered.

"This time our Thunder Resort and Flame Holy Land teamed up, it's not something you can parry, surrender quickly, maybe there is still a way to survive, otherwise, hehe, those female disciples in your Holy Land are quite attractive and delicious."

People from the two holy places fought all the way to the mountain gate of Qinglian Holy Land.

The mountain is in a fierce battle, and the mountain is also facing a huge crisis.

On the Tongshen Peak, the Tongshen Square, which symbolizes the highest honor of Qinglian Holy Land, was covered with patches of blood.

"You... are too insidious, don't you know that this will lead to sanctions from the sectarian alliance!"

Lin Qiuyun held the long sword in her backhand and stood on the ground. There was a bloody wound on her right shoulder.

On the other side, Jin Wudi and the old drunkard were still struggling.

Three days ago, the Great Song Kingdom sent an invitation letter for the Shangyuan Festival, and His Majesty the Emperor personally approved the decree, euphemistically saying that he wanted to exchange feelings with Qinglian Holy Land.

Qinglian Holy Land had to go, so Qinglian patriarch took the holy master Tang Sanzang to go together.

At the same time, Nangong Wentian received the news that something happened to the Nangong family in the northwest, so he could only go back to deal with it.

The three highest combat powers of Qinglian Holy Land almost left one after another, but everyone didn't take it seriously, they thought that the elders would come back in a few days.

But they did not come back, but the enemy came.

People from Thunder Sacred Land and Flame Sacred Land joined forces to launch an attack, catching Qinglian Sacred Land off guard, and soon the two parties broke through the mountain gate.

At the foot of the mountain, the disciples of Qinglian Holy Land retreated steadily.

The situation on the mountain was not much better. Among the ten elders, only Lin Qiuyun, Jin Wudi and the old drunk stayed on the mountain, and the others were out for business.

Zhuge Xuanji went to the back mountain to clean up, and Lin Qiuyun had already sent him the news.

Now the three of them face more than a dozen elders from the other two holy places alone, it is really very difficult.

The leader of the opponent is Elder Lei Wujie from the Thunder Holy Land, whose strength has reached the peak of the fifth heaven of saints, and is one of the top ten existences in the Thunder Holy Land.

This time he led the attack, which is enough to show that the two holy places have made the determination to completely eradicate Qinglian Holy Land.

In addition to him, there are six saints who are at the fourth level of the heavens. This lineup can be called terrifying.

After returning from the space of the tree of spirits, Lin Qiuyun and Jin Wudi broke through to the fourth heaven of saints, but they were still in a state of embarrassment in the face of twice as many opponents.

"Lei Wujie, although the grievances between us Qinglian Holy Land and you have been going on for a long time, it is not to the point of fighting to the death."

(End of this chapter)