With the body of a semi-saint, the danger involved in counterattacking against the Saint is so great that if there is even a slight mistake, it will lead to the end of eternal catastrophe and the annihilation of Tao and spirit.
You must know that any great power in the holy realm has supreme magical powers. Even if he is severely injured, his energy is exhausted, and his strength is gone, as long as he is still alive, he will still have some remaining strength to fight back before death.
This blow, not to mention restoring the peak state, is at least infinitely close!
Even if it's just a casual blow that can reach the level of the Holy Realm, how many people in the world, and even in all the worlds, can confidently take it?
Not to mention, Zizhong Huai is not an ordinary person, but a direct descendant of the Ziyue royal family.
The reason why Wu Ming took such a strange risk and faced a death-defying counterattack by a powerful saint was because he didn't want to be followed, but because he was interested in this man's lifetime collection!
If it's just for killing people, this is not in line with Wu Ming's style of doing things. The amount of effort and reward is proportional to the business he will do.
Don't look at Zizhong Huai being chased by the Black Steel Dragon Saint. How many treasures he had were damaged, but those were life-saving items, and the rest were not damaged.
Among the remaining treasures, there may not be any that can be used as life-saving items, but it just takes too long to activate, or there are many restrictions, or it is even just a semi-finished product, etc.
Its rich collection is definitely not weaker than any Holy Realm power, and even surpasses it.
Otherwise, I'm sorry for being banned from being a treasure hunter!
The most important thing is that as a direct descendant of the Ziyue royal family, how can there be no books and illustrations such as special handbooks, even the slightest bit, which can be worthy of Wu Ming's adventure.
You must know that one of the purposes of Wu Ming's travels to all realms is to collect the history and secrets of various ethnic groups, thereby enriching his own experience and knowledge, and broadening his horizons and knowledge.
There is nothing more valuable than the scroll carried by a direct descendant of the Ziyue Royal Family!
Therefore, Zi Zhonghuai could easily feel the unshakable firm belief from Wu Ming, and his face became even more gloomy.
Thinking about it, if Wu Minghui could be easily moved by a few words, he would not risk the disapproval of the world and have the intention to kill a powerful person in the holy realm.
"Since you want to die, I will help you!"
There was overwhelming anger in Zizhong Huai's eyes, as well as a trace of resentment like a poisonous snake, and he fiercely bent his fingers to hit the points all over his body.
The originally chaotic aura actually stabilized a bit. Although it was not completely restored, it was obviously suppressed by some kind of secret technique.
It is conceivable that in this state, Zizhonghuai's strength will inevitably increase, even if it will cost a lot.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming showed off coldly, but instead of retreating, he advanced and charged forward brazenly.
If Zi Zhonghuai continues to show that he is half-dead and has no achievements, then it will be dangerous and may even disappoint Wu Ming.
How can a majestic Saint Realm power, even the weakest among them, not have one and a half unique skills that top the list?
Wu Ming would never underestimate anyone, let alone a powerful person in the holy realm.
Therefore, from the beginning, we will go all out!
He will not underestimate anyone, nor will he underestimate himself. If he had not made in-depth deductions, he would not take such a strange risk if there was a possibility of success in this trip.
Even if you fail, at most you will expose some of your trump cards, but you won't have to worry about your life.
Wu Ming didn't believe that a mighty saint in the holy realm who had almost run out of oil was capable of killing him with one blow.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been turned into a dog by the Black Steel Dragon Saint!
"court death!"
Zi Zhonghuai felt extremely humiliated. He was looked down upon by a semi-holy sage who he usually regarded as an ant-like being.
Zheng!
The broken sword swept across, forming a crescent-shaped edge in the void, and a clearly visible mark appeared on the cut space barrier, and the spatial fluctuations coming from inside could be vaguely felt.
He was so weak that he couldn't even break the space barrier with a full blow!
But even so, after using secret techniques to temporarily enhance his strength, this sword still has a different charm.
That is the secret sword technique of the Ziyue Royal Family. Even if it is not as exquisite as the sword technique of the human race's holy way, it has its own beauty of power and power, and its power is indeed powerful.
Tsk!
The Buddha's soldiers intersected with them. Accompanied by the harsh explosions of gold and iron, ripples in the space surged up, and stars burst out in all directions. The huge body of the immortal golden body of Mahakala stepped back several steps and stepped on the ground.
A big hole.
"die!"
Zi Zhonghuai didn't gain much advantage with his sword, and he wasn't even the slightest bit happy. He still struck out with another sword boldly.
This sword is even more powerful than before!
"Hahaha!"
Wu Ming laughed wildly, stopped suddenly, faced the rushing Zi Zhonghuai, shook his six arms, raised the Buddhist soldiers high, and charged forward brazenly.
The former was shocked by Wu Ming's strength, but the latter knew that the other party's secret method would never last long!
One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and although the outcome is not clear, it is by no means easy to judge.
"hateful!"
Zizhong Huai let out a low growl, and his expression turned even more ferocious. The strange black and gray lines that had faded away actually showed signs of recovery.
Although he knew that Wu Ming meant to provoke him deliberately, he couldn't help it, and the fluctuations in his mind caused the sequelae of the inner demon's fire entering his soul.
Now, he felt a little unable to even support the secret technique.
There is nothing more exhausting than this!
Likewise, I was even more shocked by Wu Ming's resilience. He had to risk his life to do something like defeating the War Saint. Is he crazy?
Wu Ming was obviously not crazy, Zizhong Huai clearly felt it, and the other party made careful arrangements and deductions.
From the very beginning, the goal was extremely clear, and he was focused on himself!
This is a poisonous dragon. As long as he sees the target correctly, he will seize the opportunity and hit it with one hit. There is no luck!
The fighting spirit faded, and Zi Zhonghuai's heart trembled several times. It seemed that he couldn't even care about the dignity of the Holy Realm power, and actually said something that even he himself could not believe.
"Junior of the human race, although you are very strong, you are by no means a match for this saint. How about we stop for now?"
But between survival and death, what does a little dignity mean?
Even if he compromises with a Half Saint, Zi Zhonghuai can't care about anything else, because if he continues to fight, the price of using secret techniques is not what he is willing to bear!
"Heh, do you think it's possible?"
Wu Ming smiled sarcastically and refused to deceive others with lies.
At this point, there is no way to deceive, because after all, the other party is a powerful person in the holy realm and can sense the truth and lies.
Moreover, even if he tells lies, how can the other party be unprepared?
It's better to end it all, completely wipe out his will to fight, and kill him in one go!
"Ah, you forced me!"
Zi Zhonghuai finally gave up the last bit of luck and continued to perform the seals like crazy, hitting the vital points of his body dozens of times, which was countless times more complicated than before.
It is obvious that he is ready to make a desperate move!
No wonder he was like this. As a powerful person in the Holy Realm, he had already shown weakness and compromised, but Wu Ming did not leave any room for it. This kind of humiliation and the feeling of life and death made him lose the last bit of luck.
In fact, if another person of the same rank were here and faced with the same situation, he would never make the choice he did, but would directly fight to the death.
Zi Zhonghuai was obsessed with entering his soul, and he had already met the conditions to become a demon. However, he suffered heavy losses one after another, and was possessed by the fire of the inner demon. It can be said that his will is extremely weak.
In his heart, there may not be any luck. He wanted to regain his position in the future, but Wu Ming gave it to him!
boom!
I don't know what kind of secret technique Zi Zhonghuai used, the aura around his body suddenly increased sharply, more than several times, and his body shape, which was similar to a human body, increased to ten feet in an instant.
Although it was still no match for the several-foot-long golden body of Krishna, its aura was suddenly overwhelming, and the situation seemed to change in an instant.
But look at the momentum of the storm, the terrifying and boundless aura sweeping across the world, and the golden body of Mahakala in front of it, like an ant, floating in the wind.
"You deserve to die!"
Zizhong Huai's body was covered with dense black and gray lines, and his pupils were no longer clear at all, and were completely filled with black. There was a purple-black light and shadow between his eyebrows, just like the full moon clan pattern before.
The difference is that the royal emblem of Ziyue originally showed great righteousness, like the brilliance of the sun and the moon, but now it is full of evil intentions, which is extremely weird.
This is a sign that the inner demon's fire has entered the body and completely burned the holy soul.
In other words, while Zi Zhonghuai used secret techniques to temporarily regain his strength, he also gave up suppressing his injuries and wanted to kill Wu Ming in one fell swoop.
The soul is the foundation of life, and any slightest damage will be extremely troublesome.
It can range from affecting the foundation and making no further progress in this life; to severe, it can lead to stupidity and even death on the spot, unless a heaven-defying treasure is restored.
Zizhong Huai was injured to begin with, not the serious injuries he suffered now, but the sequelae left over from the forced breakthrough in his early years. Now that the fire of the inner demon has entered his soul, one can imagine how miserable the end will be.
But he couldn't care less, his anger had overtaken his reason, and he wanted to kill Wu Ming at all costs.
In fact, the current Zizhong Huai does have such strength!
boom!
A sword was swung out, and the crescent sword light roared out, tearing apart the space barrier in an instant, as if a sharp blade had opened a hole in the sky, and went straight to where Wu Ming was.
"Such power..."
Mahakala's three faces changed simultaneously, his eyes became extremely serious, and his six arms suddenly spread out, assuming an extremely strange posture.
Strange phenomena such as the golden bell cover and the rushing dragons and elephants spread out from the six-arm extension, forming a wall of light composed of countless runes around the body.
Tsk!
The moment it took shape, the crescent sword light descended. Amidst the ear-piercing explosions, the light wall shook wildly, endless sparks splashed, and clearly visible cracks appeared. It shook wildly, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.
"Die!"
But Zi Zhonghuai didn't stop. He was as ferocious as a troll. He had lost his mind and no longer had any scruples. He unleashed several sword lights with undiminished power.
Boom Kaka!
In the blink of an eye, Wu Ming was drowned by the huge waves of dust set off by the sword light. As his energy surged, harsh and cracking sounds continued to come out, accompanied by the sound of tearing leather.
After more than ten breaths, everything gradually stopped, the smoke, dust, light and mist dissipated, revealing the land that seemed to have been ravaged by infinite giant beasts.
There is another one standing, but only half of the body, half of the head, and two arms are left. It is a dilapidated, dull, and silent ferocious body!