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641 Severely wounded body, reduced to mortal dust)

"High-level element!"

"What, a high-level element!"

When the Zhao Chu Bu Hui Monument appeared, two exclamations came out almost one after the other.

They are Xiangming Palace and Dengguan Tower.

At the same time, the Nascent Souls of the two holy places were also dumbfounded.

High-end components.

You must know that even in the two holy places, there are only some absolute cores that can obtain high-level artifacts, such as Xiangming Palace and Dengguan Tower.

The Nascent Souls present are already considered elites in their respective holy lands, but they are all mid-level Yuan Weapons.

Although it crushes the northern realm, these mid-level elements are enough.

But the significance of a high-level weapon is definitely not trivial.

In the central domain, as long as you possess high-grade elements, you are qualified to compete in natural selection.

Perhaps, possessing high-quality components may not necessarily break through natural selection.

But every natural selection once possessed a high-grade element.

And all the Nascent Souls who are conscientious and willing to be driven by the Holy Land, searching for Tianyuan treasures at all costs, are also slowly cultivating.

Their weapons have the opportunity to transform into high-level weapons.

Of course, the transformation after becoming a Nascent Soul will never be as good as the advanced level of cultivation from the very beginning.

In the Golden Core Realm where high-level elements are smelted, there are only two types of people.

First, it is a direct descendant of the Holy Land Saint, or has an extremely profound background.

Second, you have received a great destiny inheritance.

Zhao Chu obviously belongs to the second type.

"It turns out to be a high-level elemental weapon. Zhao Chu, Zhao Chu, if one day you really break through to the Nascent Soul, how terrifying it would be."

Luo Guangliu even felt a little scared.

Fortunately, they met the Blue Tribulation Eleven disciples early. If there had not been the Northern Territory Incident, when Zhao Chu grew up, he would definitely be a greater disaster than Chao Hongqian in the future.

You know, even today's Chao Hongqian only obtained the high-level elements of the Blue Tribulation Holy Land when he broke through the Nascent Soul.

And this Zhao Chu, in the Golden Core Realm, had already used his blood to smelt high-level elements.

That’s right!

The sooner things like Yuanqi are smelted, the higher their achievements will be in the future.

It's just that high-level elements are wild and difficult to tame, and ordinary golden elixir realms can't suppress them at all.

"Zhao Chu, you are able to suppress high-level weapons in the Golden Core Realm. You are indeed the best among men!"

King Yueluo sighed slightly.

What a pity!

King Yueluo felt even more sorry now.



Boom!

Then, there was an earth-shaking loud noise.

The high-level element that everyone coveted suddenly shattered into pieces.

The fire was blazing into the sky, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose into the air. The huge blazing waves cracked the walls in the distance, and many Nascent Souls' skins were sore from the heat waves.

Finally, the smoke fell.

The Monument of No Regrets disappeared in the explosion.

There is only a shocking deep pit, which proves that there was once a high-level element here.

Shocking!

The people in the two holy places were all stunned on the spot.

How much courage it takes to destroy your Nascent Soul.

However, when they thought about it later, they understood Zhao Chu.

In any case, he will face the end of his cultivation being abolished. Rather than being shattered by the natural selection situation, it is better to break himself to pieces. In this way, he can still retain his dignity.

The two natural selection elders were speechless.



"I still have the soul-living element!"

hiss!

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

hiss!

Then, Zhao Chu raised his wrist.

Thirteen beads are hanging in the air, seemingly chasing each other.

At the same time, shrill roars rose into the sky, and the entire sky was filled with the roar of thousands of galloping horses.

Thirteen Riders of Hanyun.



"well!"

"This is God's will!"

In the Tianci Sect camp, Lin Chenyun sighed.

Even the wisest people cannot escape this catastrophe.

The power of the two holy places has long exceeded the limit that wisdom can resist.

It is an incredible miracle that Tianci Sect can negotiate to such an extent.

Recalling the scene when Zhao Chu and he talked all night long, and the two sketched out a picture of how to destroy Shenwei, it seemed like yesterday.

But the Divine Power Imperial Court was destroyed, but the once high-spirited young man was also facing his downfall.

"Lin Dongweasel!"

Lin Hongyan gritted his teeth. Although he had broken through Nascent Soul, he was still tasting the powerlessness scene after scene.



"Huh? Another soul-leaving weapon, Zhao Chu, you are amazing!"

Seeing the Thirteen Hanyun Riders, Luo Guangliu and others were not too shocked.

An ordinary Soul-Lefting Elemental Weapon can't cause them any disturbance.

"This piece of equipment is not valuable, so you probably don't care about it either. Let's keep it in the Tianci Sect as a souvenir!"

Then, Zhao Chu flicked his wrist, and thirteen Hanyun war horses were in Shen Fusheng's hands.



"Brothers and sisters, remember the young master you once were, remember... I am Zhao Chu!"

"I won't allow you to be decadent, I won't allow our country to be ruined, and I won't allow the people of the Northern Territory to suffer disasters!"

"You have preserved this picturesque country for me."

After smashing these treasures, Zhao Chu threw out three more Qiankun Rings, which contained some worthless things such as Yuan Dou Jade.

Then, he spread his arms like a proud eagle holding the moon in the sky, mocking the people.

Zhao Chu looked at the two natural choices with his eyes, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

bring it on.

It's time to end!



Boom!

Boom!

Two consecutive forces of natural selection converged into two extremely huge transparent hands in the void.

With a frightening loud noise, the palm of his hand pinched Zhao Chu directly.

puff!

A mouthful of blood splashed out three feet away.

Zhao Chu's whole body was like a huge ball of dough, twisted into twists.

A series of brittle sounds sounded like thousands of troops crushing numerous corpses, as if every inch was about to be shattered.

puff!

Phew! Phew! Phew!

puff!

Mouth after mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhao Chu's eyes were filled with blood.

pain!

Unprecedented pain.

But Zhao Chu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, like a stubborn rock in the storm, maintaining his last dignity.

Golden elixir Dzogchen.

Late Jindan period.

The middle stage of Golden Elixir.

The early stage of Jindan.

Boom!

As Zhao Chu's dantian was shattered, the golden elixir aura on his body disappeared into thin air.

puff!

This time, blood not only spurted out from his mouth and nose, but Zhao Chu's ears and eyes were dripping with blood non-stop.

He was bleeding from all his orifices, like a prisoner undergoing torture.

But this prisoner refused to compromise.



"Shaozong!"

"Shaozong, Shaozong, why!"

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"

At this moment, all the Nascent Souls of Tianci Sect knelt down on one knee. Everyone clenched their fists tightly and their eyes were filled with tears.

Some Nascent Souls couldn't bear it and burst into tears.

Zhao Chu sacrificed too much.

How much did he bear for Tianci Sect?

now!

Even the demon emperors who had been captured by the demon realm knelt down willingly.

If it weren't for Zhao Chu, they would have died in the cage at this moment.

Qing Xuanle gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

This is the price of living.

After tomorrow, there will be no more Qingxuanle in the world.

A hundred years later, there will be no more Zhao Chu in the world.

The family relationship of the last hundred years is the last tenderness I, Qingxuanle, give you.



"Happy, haha, come again!"

Zhao Chu, who had become a foundation builder, gave a sad smile. The laughter was like a strong wind that spread out, rolling up a ten-foot hurricane, making ghosts cry and wolves howl.

He practiced the Kaio Canon.

As long as the power of his spiritual thoughts breaks through the third level and the monument of no regrets returns to its place, he can regain his lost cultivation level in an instant.

Yuanqi is Yuanying.

Yuanying is another Zhao Chu.

All the dormancy is just to gain time, to gain precious time for him to rise.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The bombardment of the two natural selections is endless.

After a few more breaths, Zhao Chu trembled all over, and layers of blood mist erupted from his body.

The pinnacle of foundation building.

Late stage of foundation building.

The middle stage of foundation building.

Late early stage.

There was a shrill sound of bone marrow crushing, and Zhao Chu's cultivation fell back to the Qi Refining Realm.

All the bones in the body were broken.

But Zhao Chu's knees did not kneel down, and his waist did not bend.

Zhao Chu picked up a branch and supported his body so as not to fall.

"continue!"

Looking up gloomily, Zhao Chu looked like a ghost, his bloody eyes locked on the two superior natural selections.

"There is no Qiankun Ring on him."

"That's right, one Yuan Weapon and two Soul-Living Yuan Weapons are worthy of this young sect's status."

The two natural choices nodded.

In the process of abolishing Zhao Chu's cultivation just now, the two of them investigated Zhao Chu from the inside out countless times.

There are no space magic weapons.

As for the cultivation of Qi Refining Realm, it is even easier.

Luo Guangliu flicked his finger, and a golden light sank into Zhao Chu's body.

Like firecrackers exploding, countless clouds of blood mist exploded all over Zhao Chu's body.

The sea of ​​qi was shattered.

Zhao Chu's Qi refining skills disappeared into thin air.

After that, it’s the spiritual veins!

These two natural selections were unambiguous in the slightest, leaving no room for Zhao Chu to become a mortal.

When Zhao Chu could only tap three spiritual veins, they finally gave up.

Not kindness.

Without these three spiritual veins, Zhao Chu would die suddenly.

In fact, the three spiritual veins are already commoners among commoners in the Northern Realm.

In the Central Realm, many babies are born with eight to nine spiritual veins. The so-called mortals are actually in the spiritual vein realm.



In the distance, Ji Dongyuan's face was covered in blood, and two lines of scarlet liquid dripped from his pupils.

Those were not tears, but two lines of blood.

Third level of spiritual veins.

Time flies, and everything seems to be back to the starting point.

Back to the original Xiangfeng Three Shames era.

At that time, Zhao Chu was a waste of the third level of spiritual veins, waiting to be expelled from Xiangfeng Martial Academy.

Who would have thought that after such an unexpected encounter, Zhao Chu would be back where he started.



"Sure enough, without the true essence, the power of my spiritual thoughts is ten times clearer than before!"

Zhao Chu's body was crumbling and he might fall down at any time, just hanging on for his last breath.

But there was not much frustration in his heart.

Two natural selections destroyed his cultivation, but as long as he doesn't regret the monument and comes back, it will recover, so there's nothing to worry about.

But the awakening of the power of spiritual thoughts was a gain that he did not expect.

The fourth level of spiritual consciousness is already his limit. He never thought that the opportunity to break through to the third level would be a reincarnation and nirvana.

Misfortunes are where blessings depend.

If it weren't for this catastrophe, Zhao Chu might not have dared to abandon his cultivation in this life, so he could concentrate on cultivating the power of spiritual thoughts.



All the dust has settled.

"Zhao Chu, choose a place to live. Your scope of activities is only one city."

Luo Guangliu limited Zhao Chu's living scope and he would not be able to leave the city for the rest of his life.

"Go back to my hometown."

Zhao Chu smiled.

Xiangfeng City, that small border town, doesn’t know what it looks like now.

"Xiangfeng City has been destroyed by you."

Unfortunately, Qingtian Yi interrupted Zhao Chu's plan.

"Destroyed?"

"Then... let's go to the City of No Regrets!"

Then, Zhao Chu said calmly.



The City of No Regrets is still there.

Qingtianyi pointed out the place to King Yueluo.

"My Yueluo has always cherished and valued heroes."

"Originally, you were supposed to end up in the mortal world with a seriously injured body, subject to life and death, but I decided to heal your injuries first."

"The reason why I healed my wounds was not because you were a member of the Eleventh Disciple of the Blue Tribulation, but because your body was standing upright from beginning to end. I admire your bones very much!"

After King Yueluo finished speaking, Zhao Chu felt relieved.

The injury that shattered the bones just now was completely healed.

certainly!

Zhao Chu's cultivation is absolutely true to the third level of spiritual veins.

"King Yueluo, one day I will kill you in Linlu Holy Land and leave you a whole corpse, so I will repay you for today's karma!"

Zhao Chu looked at King Yueluo and said in his heart.



Buzz!

The next breath, Zhao Chu's vision went dark and he lost his intuition.

The power of natural selection reaches the heavens and the earth.

On the street corner of Wuhui City, a heavy object suddenly fell.


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