"Above the saints?"
Zhong Wen was shocked and blurted out, "What realm is that? Shattered Void?"
Ever since he embarked on the path of cultivation, in his understanding, the realm of saint has been the pinnacle of cultivators in this world.
Although the saints have different strengths and weaknesses, their realms are not the same.
Even in the ancient times, giants of cultivation such as the Great Sage of Samsara and the Five Great Yuan Sages who dominated one area and even looked down on the world only lived for five hundred years and could not escape the category of saints.
The only time I heard talk about being "above the saints" was from the letters exchanged between "Master of Bailing Palace" Lin Xingyue and "Qin Sheng" Feng Wuya.
Feng Wuya once mentioned in a letter that there is a realm called "Broken Void" above the saints.
However, this is just his personal inference. From ancient times to the present, no strong man in the world has truly reached such a state.
Now he suddenly heard words like "shattering void" and "above the saints" from Lin Bei's mouth. Even though Zhong Wen was in a desperate situation, he still couldn't help but want to find out.
"Broken Void is not a realm, it only represents the power you have to break through this realm and go to the other side of the void." Lin Bei's answer once again exceeded his expectations, "When I suck you dry,
Maybe we can reach this step, but only by truly mastering the soul power can we reach the level of a saint."
"There are no practitioners who have reached that level in the world." Zhong Wen's mental state was getting worse and worse, but he still couldn't suppress his curiosity. He actually exchanged words with Lin Bei, "Besides, you yourself
He's just a saint, how can he know so much?"
"I have no idea."
Lin Bei, who has always been decisive in killing, for some reason, responded very patiently, "The Chaos Clock knows."
"Chaos Clock?" Zhong Wen looked at him with some strange meaning in his eyes.
"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Lin Bei said with a slight smile, "The innate spiritual treasure was born in chaos, has the same longevity as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon shine together. What kind of divine thing is it? Isn't it a natural thing to give birth to self-awareness?"
"Even if the innate spirit treasure really has self-awareness." Zhong Wen was stunned by what he said. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and then asked, "But the treasure can't talk, how can you know its thoughts?"
of?"
"Of course it can talk." The smile on Lin Bei's face suddenly became a little distorted, and coupled with Xiao Wenjian's striking aquiline nose, it looked very weird, "It's just that you can't understand it."
The two of them were exchanging words like this, just like good friends chatting. No one who listened would have thought that one of them was constantly absorbing the spiritual power, physical strength, energy and soul power of the other person, trying to
Squeeze him completely dry.
"Do you have anything else to ask?"
Just when Zhong Wen was thinking hard about the meaning of his words, Lin Bei spoke again and acted very friendly.
"Ten thousand years ago..." Zhong Wen was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "Why didn't you die?"
"As expected, you know what happened ten thousand years ago." Lin Bei's eyes lit up, and after a long while he shook his head and said, "Sorry, I have no comment."
"For a devil." Zhong Wen grinned, his face getting paler, "You are quite polite, thank you very much."
"no need to thank me."
Lin Bei laughed loudly and said, "If it weren't for the fact that your foundation is too strong and your soul power is too strong, and it takes too long to absorb, how could I have the leisure to chat with you here?"
"Oh?" Zhong Wen's expression suddenly became very strange.
"Among the opponents I have ever met, in terms of strong and solid spiritual power, I'm afraid no one can beat you." Lin Bei did not hide anything and answered truthfully, "Even I am still a little behind.
"
"So I'm so powerful!" Zhong Wen pretended to be surprised.
"You are indeed very strong. If you didn't have some brain problems and care too much about the lives and deaths of others, I'm afraid it wouldn't be that easy to defeat you." Lin Bei nodded graciously and acknowledged, "A strong person like you shouldn't.
If you die alone, don't worry, I will send the entire Piaohua Palace to accompany you, which can be regarded as a token of respect."
"No need, I want everyone around me to live well."
Zhong Wen frowned and refused decisively, "I can't bear your respect."
"This is the biggest difference between you and me. If you don't get rid of your soft-heartedness, you won't be my opponent even if you practice for another ten thousand years." Lin Bei sighed and shook his head helplessly, "This is also you.
The real cause of defeat.”
"The reason for defeat?" Zhong Wen bared his teeth and said, "Who said I lost?"
"Aren't you willing to accept the reality?" Lin Bei tightened his fingers, increasing the absorption strength of the Nether Naxuan Gong. "You will soon become a mummy. Even if you release the soul body, it will not help. You should know that facing
Chaos Clock, he can't hold a single breath at all."
"Maybe I will really lose!"
Zhong Wen suddenly opened his mouth and smiled extremely weirdly, "But don't think about winning too easily!"
"There is no use in being tough, only strength is..."
Seeing the rare and strange smile on his face, Lin Bei felt inexplicably uneasy, but he still said calmly.
In the middle of his words, he stopped abruptly. His eyes suddenly bulged out, and for the first time, a look of extreme astonishment appeared on his face: "You, you are crazy!"
At that previous moment, a powerful surge of energy surged out of Zhong Wen's body and poured into Lin Bei's palm.
This force is so majestic, so vast, incomparably rich, yet overbearing, like a mountain torrent or a tsunami, so swift and violent that it is unimaginable.
A thick beam of light erupted from his body, shining brightly into the sky. The dazzling light fell down, reflecting a layer of holy white light on the surface of the surrounding stones.
"Are you surprised? Are you surprised? I told you that you won't win too easily." Zhong Wen was still smiling, but there was a fierce look in his eyes, "Speaking of which, it's thanks to your reminder that I know the spirit in my body.
It’s much more powerful than you, come on, come on, suck in more, don’t be polite!”
"You, you will die." Lin Bei gritted his teeth, and a line of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.
"You and I are all destined to die." Zhong Wen smiled even more cheerfully, "If I can take you with me before I die, I will really not be alone on the road to hell."
It turned out that when he was at the end of his rope, Zhong Wen suddenly got inspiration from Lin Bei's words and knew that the reason why the other party absorbed energy so slowly was precisely because the spiritual power and soul power in his body were extremely strong, probably stronger than Lin Bei's words.
The north is even stronger.
And the other party's remarks about massacring Piaohua Palace greatly stimulated his nerves.
Since you can't avoid it, just let him suck it and strangle him to death!
Zhong Wen suddenly came up with a plan. Instead of deliberately shrinking his energy, he completely gave up on defense, packed up all his life's spiritual power and energy, and sent it into the opponent's body in one breath.
Three years ago, he was able to crush Ye Jiangnan, who was as famous as Lin Bei in a head-on fight. Now that his cultivation has improved again, the power hidden in his body has already reached an unimaginable level. Combined with the terrifying explosive power of the five-yuan magic, he can send him all at once.
When it enters Lin Bei's body, the power it triggers is not inferior to that of a nuclear explosion, and even exceeds it.
"If it were before, you might have succeeded."
Lin Bei's face was as pale as paper, and more and more blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth, sliding down his chin to his neck, almost forming a small river, "But now I have received two drops of earth dragon blood, and my body is indestructible. You
Doing this will only help me gain strength faster."
"Is it?"
There is no trace of blood on the surface of Zhong Wen's skin, and his cheeks, body and limbs are shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the smile at the corner of his mouth is getting brighter, "The expression on your face and the lines in your mouth seem to be inconsistent.
ah."
"There is no such thing... poof!"
Lin Beiwu said something harsh to himself, and when he was about to refute, he felt excruciating pain in all his limbs and bones. His heart felt a little sweet, and he couldn't help but shoot out a bloody arrow from his mouth.
At this point, even if he wanted to stop, he couldn't do it. He could only let the energy in Zhong Wen's body surge in, frantically attacking his eight meridians and limbs.
Waves of pain, like a knife cutting, could not help but flood into his brain. It took a lot of effort for Lin Bei to hold back from screaming.
"Hahaha!"
After another ten breaths, the light in Zhong Wen's eyes gradually dimmed, and his breathing became weaker and weaker. The originally bulging muscles quickly shriveled up, and they were stained on the surface of the bones. In just a short time,
In a matter of ten breaths, he transformed from a strong man into a "bamboo pole". He opened his mouth to laugh at the other person, but all he could make was a hoarse and rough sound from his throat.
"Do you really want to protect Piaohua Palace?"
From the gap between Lin Bei's teeth, extremely cold and vicious words popped out, "I will destroy all these women to cultivate themselves and sell them to brothels to receive customers. In the future, the offspring they will give birth to will also take men as slaves.
A woman has been a prostitute for generations and never has a chance to recover... Wow!"
Another arrow of blood spurted out of his mouth, as if he had suffered an unimaginable blow. His whole body instantly became sluggish, he weakly let go of his right hand, and sat down on the ground with a "plop".
Zhong Wen lost his support and fell slowly. His withered body was as light as a feather and made no sound when it touched the ground.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
This chapter has been completed!