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Chapter 4629 The heavens help

"Boom——" The immeasurable sword light and the sword's intent were bone-piercing, spreading around like ripples. Some strong men who were closer to Hua Yueye were instantly killed by the sword's energy and turned into blood mist.

However, although this was Hua Yueye's trump card, it still could not stop the spread of the increasingly severe famine, which was getting closer and closer. The aura of death made Hua Yueye's heart beat.

"Boy, he's going to die, why don't you go and save him?"

King Yinshan sneered, shaking Luo Tian's mood, and took the opportunity to kill Luo Tian.

"He will be fine. You should take care of yourself first." Luo Tian went out to the sea like a dragon, with overwhelming fighting spirit. He used a pair of purple lightning and gold-plated madness, as fierce as a mountain, crushing the sky, and knocked the Yinshan King away with one hammer.

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The sound of broken muscles and bones was heard, and Yin Wangshan's entire body was almost broken into two pieces.

"Roar! Luo Tian, ​​you and I will fight to the death today," King Yinshan roared, his body quickly regrouped in the distance, his eyes turned towards Hua Yueye, and he saw that Hua Yueye was already at the middle point of the great famine, less than three meters away.

It was only ten feet away, but Luo Tian didn't even look at it, which made him a little confused.

Isn't it rumored that this Luo Tian values ​​​​love and righteousness?

Why would he face death and not save him?

This was an issue that King Yinshan considered. However, this thought flashed across his mind. He still had to face the formidable enemy of Luo Tian.

However, King Yinshan was confused. Even the disciple of Hua Nu, who secretly cast the great famine, frowned slightly, as if he had a premonition that something was wrong, his expression changed, and he turned around sharply.

A figure, like the person in the painting, stood behind him and pointed a finger in an instant.

With a finger from the world of mortals, all the karma and thoughts of the world of mortals merged into magical powers, which were extremely powerful. It was Zhutian Hongying who took action.

"You——" The man's face changed, and a layer of armor instantly appeared on his body, shining with golden light, hoping to block the opponent's attack.

However, Zhutian Hongying was ready to attack, and the distance was extremely close. This person was able to defend in a hurry, which was quite good. However, he was unable to block Zhutian Hongying's finger.

"Pfft!"

The armor cracked, and a bloody hole appeared on the man's chest, which was transparent from front to back.

"who?

Dare to attack me secretly?"

This powerful disciple of Huang Tian Hua Nu was also a semi-saint, but he didn't expect to be bullied behind him. Not only did he interrupt his attempt to kill Hua Yueye, but he also hurt himself, which made him extremely angry.

"Sneak attack?

Are you waiting to set up an ambush here because you want to deal with people from the immortal and divine realms like me?"

The red heroes from the sky appeared, their figures were like water waves, stunning the world.

"Are you——Zhutian Hongying?"

This person recognized Zhutian Hongying.

"oh?

It seems that I still have some reputation in the wilderness world, and you actually recognize me. If the prediction is correct, you should be from the flower girl in the wilderness. You have good strength, half-saint level, and you haven't killed a half-saint yet." Zhutian Hongying said casually.

said.

"Hmph, I saw you fight against the Holy Lord of Desolate Spirit back then, but it's nothing more than that. You are the most beautiful person in the world. It's a pity to die. Under my great desolate disaster, you will turn into a red and pink skeleton. It's really

It's a pity. How about being my partner?

There is no hope for the two realms of immortals and gods." This is a man in commoner clothes, with a jade tree facing the wind. He is the most powerful disciple of Huang Tian Hua Nu. He is in the semi-saint realm. He actually likes Huang Tian Hua Nu and wants to recruit her in public.

"We have different paths and we don't want to work together. Just give up on this idea, Palm of the Heavens!"

Zhutian Hongying snorted coldly, instantly transformed into Shura, and slapped it down with a palm. The world shook, and the shadow of the palm enlarged, like a mountain. The jade hands were crystal clear, containing boundless magical powers, one after another.

"Hmph, then let me see how powerful you are," the man snorted coldly. A finger, extremely gray and yellow, was like a piece of dead wood that had lost its vitality. It was instantly enlarged, like a pillar of heaven, and a desolate aura filled the sky.

, collided with Zhutian Hongying’s thousands of heavenly palms, and powerful energy fluctuations broke out.

"Great famine!"

The palm of this man's hand became extremely gray and silent. He silently pressed it lightly against the red eagles in the sky, and suddenly a terrible desolate disaster appeared.

"Although the great famine is powerful, it cannot hurt me," Zhutian Hongying said lightly with a pair of beautiful eyes, a solemn expression, and with a wave of her jade hand, an inconspicuous lamp appeared in her hand.

The oil lamp has a dry wick and is unattractive in appearance.

Zhutian Hongying hesitated for a moment, then flicked his finger, and suddenly a drop of crystal liquid, like agate, erupted with terrifying energy fluctuations, and then entered the wick. Soon, the wick was lit and gave off a faint light.

Dizzy, but it blocked the terrible famine. The famine retreated, stopped moving forward, and collapsed one after another.

"You--you actually have the refined oil of the great sage?"

The commoner man couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this scene.

The mighty Great Saints stand tall and are the most powerful men in this world. However, this does not mean that they will not fall.

Some great sages know that their lifespan is short, and some have great wars. In short, these great sages will make some arrangements before they die. Some of them will imprint their lifelong magical powers on mountain peaks, or in ancient jade, or in seals.

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness of future generations, one day they will awaken and slowly continue the inheritance of the great sage.

There are also those who have fallen in a hurry, transformed into a forbidden land, and their magical powers dissipated in the place where they fell. If they persist for a long time, some spiritual objects will be born, and they will also attract the world to explore and gain opportunities.

Of course, there are some great sage-level figures who are cruel to others and themselves, and in the end they have refined themselves. Their skulls, arms, and torso have become peerless treasures, and some are even equivalent to the full strength of a great sage.

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During the refining process, some essential oils of the great sage will appear. This thing is extremely precious. It not only contains the magical power of the great sage, but it is also indestructible to ghosts and gods and can break through many supernatural powers.

Zhutian Hongying had many adventures in her life. This drop of oil, which is equivalent to the level of a great saint, is actually the oil of a high-level immortal king in the immortal world. It is extremely terrifying. She has gone through all kinds of hardships and only got this drop, and it is also extremely impure.

, if it were really pure oil at the level of a great sage, it would be even more powerful.

But it is enough to resist the desolate disaster of this half-saint. After all, the opponent is only a half-saint.

"snort!"

From then on, he snorted, and a seed appeared in his hand. It was the size of a dragon's eye, gray, with a strong vitality and a breath of death. These are two different breaths, but they merged together. The seed quickly

Appeared in the void above Zhutian Hongying's head, hanging down silky energy fluctuations, slowly moving downwards.

"The barren seed, as you are the fertile soil, I believe it will produce the most brilliant flowers," the man drew his hands and chanted loudly, as if he was chanting a spell to plant this seed in the body of Zhutian Hongying.


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