Six hundred and twentieth chapters spike holy level
Within a few breaths, Cang Lang, Rodega, Po Jun and others all appeared in front of the mausoleum. They all looked at Reg with wide eyes, with various expressions in their eyes.
"Reg, you're finally out!"
Rodgar looked at Reg and said softly, with a complicated look on his face: "What happened inside?"
Reg looked at this group of saint-level powerhouses and had a somewhat strange feeling in his heart. If it weren't for him, these powerhouses wouldn't have suffered a huge decline in strength, and even those saint-level powerhouses wouldn't have become crippled.
Already.
Although Reg didn't see the scene where the strong man blew his hands, Reg could guess the scene at that time.
Reg did not directly answer Rodgar's words, but asked softly: "Have you been waiting for me here all this time? How long have I been in there?"
There was a bit of uncertainty in Cang Lang's eyes. It was obvious that Reg's calmness gave everyone a strange feeling. Although Reg didn't have any terrifying aura, it gave people a strange feeling.
It feels like standing out from the crowd of chickens, or a tiger standing among the wolves.
"You've been in there for two and a half years...what happened in there?"
"Two and a half years ago?" Reg murmured in a low voice, with a bit of sadness in his eyes. Reg was not too surprised by Canglang's answer. After all, Lord Potian said that the spirit inside was
The spring was enough for Reg to use for three years, but when Reg left, the spiritual spring inside was not eaten up by Reg. There was still a lot left, and Reg took a lot of it and put it in the space ring to prepare to take it back.
Qingzhu Villa, for other people to take.
Raising his head, Reg smiled softly and said: "The owner of this cemetery is Venerable Potian, the strongest man who created magic and fighting spirit in the world, and I am just a joke he made temporarily, or in other words,
He is the heir he chose..."
As soon as Reg said these words, the faces of everyone around him changed. Rodgar widened his eyes and asked, "Have you obtained the treasure that can make people immortal?"
Reg nodded. He did not explain much about what happened in the labyrinth. Anyway, none of this is important anymore. What is important is that he has inherited the life seed, and has truly entered the god level, becoming the heir of Lord Potian.
"It's not immortal, it's just that the life will be longer than others. It's a life seed. Venerable Potian could have lived for tens of thousands more years with it, but he was tired of it, so he kept the life seed.
Come down, I eat the seeds of life and digest them completely, maybe I can live for thousands of years."
Everyone around them looked extremely shocked and envious, and many people's eyes were even full of greed for a moment.
Reg felt the changes in everyone's emotions and said softly: "I know that your strength has been greatly reduced, and you have all suffered a big loss in this whole thing. I am the only beneficiary. I know that you are certain in your hearts.
They all resent me, but things have already happened, the seeds of life have been absorbed by me, and there are no other treasures in the stone chamber..."
"Do you want to just let it go?"
A strong man with broken arms stared at Reg with a sinister face and shouted angrily.
Reg turned his head, looked at the strong man's broken palms, and said calmly: "Then what do you want?"
"Pay with your life!"
Reg looked coldly at this strong man who had been reduced to the emperor level. He knew that the resentment caused by his broken palm was naturally far greater than that of the others. He gently put his hands on his back and glanced at everyone: "
How many people want me dead? Let’s all stand up together.”
After Reg finished speaking, the strong man who had just shouted took a step forward, turned around and shouted to the others: "How could such a mysterious place have only one life seed and nothing else? This kid
It must be a lie..."
Originally, these people were still holding a wait-and-see attitude. After all, this man broke both hands and wanted revenge, but most of them had just declined in strength. They were not willing to be the leader before they had figured out Reg's true identity. But after hearing this,
When this person yelled, everyone thought it was reasonable.
How could such a huge treasure only have one thing?
What's more, even if the life seed is swallowed by Reg, is there still a way to get it out?
Everyone looked at Reg with a bit more fiery and greedy eyes. Looking at the eyes of these people, Reg sighed softly: "Don't force me, I don't want to kill you."
Hearing Reg saying such arrogant words so calmly, the people around him felt a chill in their hearts, and felt a little more fearful for no reason.
Did he become very powerful in just over two years?
Is he powerful enough to ignore such a large group of emperor-level and saint-level experts in front of him?
Xue Ren stared at Reg and suddenly said coldly: "Are you trying to intimidate us?"
Reg shook his head and smiled softly: "I'm just stating a fact. If you are not my opponent, don't die. I don't want to kill you. After all, you all contributed some strength to my success.
But don’t think that I feel guilty, everyone is just competing for the treasure of Lord Potian, I am just more lucky, if the door hadn’t been closed, I’m afraid I would be the first to die in your hands.”
Reg's words made everyone feel palpitations, but they also knew that what Reg said was true. If everyone had entered the mausoleum more than two years ago, Reg would probably be the first target to deal with.
.
"Just because you said that, do we have to believe that you really have the strength to deal with all of us within two years?"
Reg looked at the saint-level strongman who stood up and shouted, and said softly: "You can come and try, but the price will be your life."
There was some hesitation and struggle in the face of the saint-level strong man, but the Blood Blade next to him winked at him, obviously supporting him to try it out. The old saint-level strong man looked at Reg's calm attitude.
, thinking that Reg just entered the Saint level more than two years ago, how can he become more powerful in more than two years?
Thinking of this, the saint-level old man suddenly became brave and said with a ferocious smile: "Okay, then I will weigh you to see how powerful you have become in the past two years."
As he spoke, the old man rushed towards Reg like a gust of wind. He waved the long sword in his hand, and the powerful fighting spirit energy gathered on his sword like a rushing river, and then suddenly rushed towards Reg who was very close.
Smashed it over.
The old man used his special trick "Galaxy Falling" as soon as he took action. He was filled with fighting energy and suddenly fell from the sky with powerful attack energy, just like a galaxy falling from the sky. It was unparalleled in power at such a close distance.
Here, the old man is sure that Reg cannot dodge at all.
Reg didn't hide, he just stood there with his hands behind his back stretched out from behind.
He stretched out his left hand, opened his five fingers, and aimed his palm at the ball of fighting spirit that was like countless blades spinning crazily. A huge breath suddenly emanated from Lege's body, spreading out instantly, covering the entire Fairy Island.
Everything is enveloped in it.
All the monsters living on Fairy Island fell down whimpering almost at the same moment, trembling all over, not daring to make any moves. These monsters also included many ninth-level monsters, and even a few tenth-level monsters.
Warcraft, but no matter what level they are, their reactions are exactly the same, not the slightest bit different.
Everyone's faces became extremely pale in an instant, and their eyes were filled with endless fear. They themselves were super strong, and the aura they emitted was enough to make people with low strength lose their combat effectiveness, or even be severely injured, but the aura they emitted was enough
, but it was so small, so insignificant under the violent force that suddenly erupted from Reg.
A majestic energy wave appeared around Lege. Lege seemed to have turned into the center of the storm in an instant, giving people a feeling of space collapse. At this moment, the attack of this saint-level powerhouse fell.
On the palm of Reg's hand.
The extremely violent energy stopped in an instant, like a raging wave hitting a hard rock, and instantly turned into countless water droplets, scattering in all directions.
Lege clenched his five fingers, and the majestic fighting energy burst instantly and turned into countless scattered energy, flying out in all directions.
Everyone's expressions had become extremely embarrassed, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight. Reg actually used one palm to casually destroy the super attack of this saint-level powerhouse!
If you want to achieve this effect, I'm afraid even the Canglang before its strength could not do it...
How terrifying is his strength?
Just when the same question flashed in everyone's mind, Reg snorted softly and said: "I have tried it, so I will take your life."
There was no too fierce movement, Reg just put two fingers together and poked in the air.
An extremely pure energy instantly formed a sharp energy body like an ice cone in front of Legg's fingertips. Under Legg's poke, it rushed towards the saint-level strong man like lightning.
Heart.
The energy appeared so fast that before the saint-level powerhouse could even react, the energy cone had already stabbed into his heart.
The Dou Qi armor could not block the energy cone even half of the way. It exploded instantly. The energy cone had already shot into his heart, and then exploded instantly.
The saint-level powerhouse didn't even have time to scream. The surging energy instantly tore his body into pieces and turned into a ball of blood mist, floating in the air.
Everyone's eyes suddenly widened, looking at the scene in front of them in great horror. Everyone had a feeling at the same time, why their feet suddenly felt a little soft...