Chapter two thousand five hundred and sixty fifth fight
Every time the Saint Mountain comes, it is a catastrophe for the Ya Sheng and the True God of Dzogchen.
In order to compete for a holy spring, everyone will try their best!
Those who can achieve Dzogchen are all like the favored sons of heaven. They only need to take one step further to stand at the pinnacle of this world. This kind of attraction is fatal to them.
As Luo Zheng was flying, the holy spring was getting closer and closer to him.
"Crash..."
The water sprayed from the spring is bright silver, like mercury, but the mercury is extremely viscous, and the silver spring water flows very happily.
These silver springs flowed along the ground, and because the central area of the springs was low, they soon turned into a pool of silver water.
Luo Zheng walked over, and when he was still a hundred feet away from the holy spring, the surface of the water pool suddenly fluctuated.
"Gululu..."
The silver pool began to bubble.
After a while, a silver head emerged from the pool, followed by a neck, body, and legs.
That is a complete "person", but the whole person is still transformed by this spring water!
When this person left the water pool, he had already taken steps and rushed towards Luo Zheng.
"Is this the test of the Holy Spring?" Luo Zheng's face was calm.
If you want to occupy the Holy Spring, you will not only face competition from others, but the Holy Spring itself will also launch an attack.
Seeing the silver man coming straight towards him, Luo Zheng did not dodge. With a flick of his finger, a red lotus bloomed on his fingertips and immediately swept towards the silver man.
If this "silver man" is also transformed by energy, it should be easily transformed by Honglian.
"clatter……"
The red lotus was wrapped around the silver man. The silver man didn't react much, he just stretched out his shining silver hand and tore the red lotus off.
"Unable to convert?"
Luo Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly. It seems that the power that makes up this silver man should come from the Saint Mountain itself.
Sage Mountain has been located here for countless years. It makes sense that neither saints nor powerful people from the other side can enter. Either Sage Mountain contains a treasure that cannot be broken, or Sage Mountain itself is an extremely powerful treasure.
While Luo Zheng was thinking, the silver man jumped up and punched straight towards him.
"call……"
The speed of this punch exceeded Luo Zheng's expectations, and the space around the fist showed signs of fragmentation.
Seeing this shining silver fist, Luo Zheng didn't have to dodge, he also punched him head-on!
Under the flickering of the nine stars in his body, he also extracted most of the power in his body.
"Bang!"
Under such bombardment, a strange color flashed in Luo Zheng's eyes, and then the whole person flew backwards.
In the competition of pure strength, he actually fell behind!
However, under the impact of Luo Zheng, his fist also glowed with a layer of golden light.
There was a burst of the true meaning of the mysterious Tao in this golden light. Even 9527 did not know the origin of this true meaning of the Tao. Although Luo Zheng was smashed away, the golden light rolled around the silver man like a high-speed chop.
The sharp sword suddenly cut the silver man into several pieces!
"Wow!"
After the silver man was cut into pieces, he immediately turned into a piece of silver water and gathered in the pool.
Luo Zheng stabilized his figure in the air and squeezed his somewhat sore fists.
Of course, when they got closer again, two more silver figures crawled out of the pool. This time, the two silver figures were much bigger, with a layer of armor inlaid on the surface of their bodies.
Like the previous silver man, they came straight to Luo Zheng without any explanation...
On the other side, Chen Huangyijian also looked cautious.
Even if there is no competition, it is not easy to get this holy spring.
Like Luo Zheng, when he approached the holy spring, a silver man crawled out of the pool below the holy spring, but this silver man held a silver sword in his hand.
This silver man is not as powerful as the one Luo Zheng encountered, but its swordsmanship is extremely good.
"Buzz!"
I saw this silver figure gently lift the silver sword, and the silver sword light turned into a fine net, covering Chen Huangyijian's head.
"The Shinto of Killing Love?"
Chen Huangyijian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes dimmed. As the long sword struck the void, a sword net also covered it.
When the two sword nets meet, they cut each other.
The sword nets that were originally arranged in an orderly manner were suddenly cut off from each other and turned into messy sword wires.
When Chen Huangyijian saw this, his expression changed slightly. These messy sword threads were irregular and even more difficult to dodge.
He turned over and tried to dodge through the gap between the sword wires, but a sword wire still cut through his body, leaving a slender wound on his abdomen.
But the silver man wielding the sword was even worse. He was cut directly by several sword threads. Half of his head rolled into the silver pool, and his whole body gradually melted away.
But before Chen Huangyijian could breathe a sigh of relief, two more silver figures holding swords appeared in the pool...
Around the other three holy springs, the situation is much more tragic!
When everyone approaches the holy spring, the silver man they face is always the same.
If ten sub-sages approach a holy spring, ten silver men will emerge from the holy spring.
That's fine, but the Yashengs and Dzogchens around the Holy Spring will attack each other in order to compete for the Holy Spring!
"boom!"
"Tie Gui! You helped me today! If I, Meng Tuo, can be canonized, I will never forget the kindness of your Tie family in the future!" A middle-aged man exuded cold air, and in front of him stood a huge ice tower.
The wall, and on the other side of the ice wall, countless ice picks are flying towards it. These ice picks are released by the silver men.
A burly man not far away sneered, "Why don't you Meng Tuo help me become a saint and let me take care of your Tie family?"
Becoming a saint means immortality and leading your family to become a wealthy family. This is the ultimate goal pursued by most powerful people in the God's Domain. Who is willing to give up easily?
"There's no need to argue, you two can die together. This holy spring belongs to me, Qin Lin!" Qin Lin is the sub-sage of the Qin family.
The sub-sage from a wealthy family is more powerful than the ordinary sub-sage, and his speech is naturally much more domineering.
The faces of Tie Gui and Meng Tuo changed, and they quickly agreed and gave up approaching the holy spring and instead headed towards the Qin Family's Yasheng.
Around the three holy springs, such fights were repeated over and over again.
Some people were attacked from several sides and fell directly, while others were injured and had to retreat temporarily. After being healed, they rushed into the chaotic battle group again.
Just as Saint Mountain was fighting for the Holy Spring, a flying boat rushed out of the huge cloud of chaos at an extremely fast speed.
Without the obstruction of the chaotic clouds, the vision of Wei Xian and others suddenly became much wider.
"I finally got out of that mess," Wei Xian sighed.
"There's something ahead," Lu Jia reported.
Weixian stared at the situation and saw a gem-like thing floating quietly in the air in the distance. (To be continued)