Immortal Zhenyuan felt a little unable to perform under such a sharp attack.
Normal cultivators cannot react at all.
Dang! However, at this moment, the treasure mirror of heaven and earth dropped a blazing divine light, like the light of a sword, extremely sharp, powerful and heavy, hitting the nine-ring sword, emitting a metallic trembling sound, and
The leader of the Angel Hall was so shocked that he stepped back.
Then, Immortal Zhenyuan's eyes turned cold, and he slapped the fierce god Ming Snake on the chest with his palm, causing the fierce god Ming Snake to spurt out a mouthful of blood and smash a mountain down.
Immortal Zhenyuan was so powerful that even under such a siege, he showed no sign of being at a disadvantage. Instead, he seriously injured a strong man.
But unfortunately, the master of the God King Sect, the master of the corpse hall, the eldest grandson and other powerful ninth-level saints have also come around. As they attack one after another, the attacks become more intensive. Even if the Zhenyuan Great Immortal is stronger, there are still some
He is weak in strength, has less attack and more defense, and is extremely passive.
A total of ten powerful men of the ninth rank of quasi-saints were fighting in this uninhabited and wild mountainous area. The bright divine light was continuously released, and the terrifying energy was crazy and powerful. Countless people were frightened and frightened.
Generally speaking, those who have reached the ninth level of quasi-sage are the masters of the same sect, spanning the entire land. There is rarely any reason that is worthy of their action. Even in the wilderness for tens of thousands of years, it is difficult to see the two quasi-sages.
The scene of the Nine Revolutions Battle.
Now there are actually ten of them, and they are still besieging Zhenyuan Immortal, which makes many cultivators who came to watch after hearing the news feel excited and unable to control themselves.
Just this kind of battle is a visual feast for everyone.
"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, if you can't do it, why don't you leave."
In this way, when the battle reached seven or eight hundred moves, Zhenyuan Immortal finally couldn't defend himself, and injuries gradually appeared on his body. The fierce god screamed as a snake, with a fierce look in his eyes, exuding a terrible murderous intention, and struck out with a palm, directly
He hit Immortal Zhenyuan on the chest and shouted angrily.
Immortal Zhenyuan had hurt him before, so he naturally harbored a grudge against Immortal Zhenyuan, and whenever he made an attack, he was always ruthless.
However, he was still a little afraid of Immortal Zhenyuan, so he did not dare to force Immortal Zhenyuan into a life-or-death situation.
Otherwise, it would not be a problem for Immortal Zhenyuan to really go all out and drag one or two of the nine of them to hell.
A quasi-sage who has reached the Great Perfection of Nine Transformations, a strong man who has accumulated countless years of hard work, is no small matter.
Bang! Since Zhenyuan Immortal was already injured, and the attack of the fierce god Song Snake was too fierce, he naturally could not withstand this palm. He was hit solidly in the chest, and he was immediately majestic.
The force was like a giant mountain that hit him, causing a clear cracking sound to be heard from the bones in his chest. Then Zhenyuan Immortal was also knocked away, knocking out dozens of trees.
The towering ancient tree, which could only be hugged by human beings, was broken in an instant, and the thick trunk hit the ground, like a mountain ridge, creating a big crater in the earth.
When Lin Han saw that Immortal Zhenyuan was actually injured, he couldn't help but his eyelids twitched. Immortal Zhenyuan was his guarantee. If something happened to Immortal Zhenyuan, he would naturally be in the hands of nine powerful men of the ninth rank of quasi-sage.
If you resist, the consequences will be dire.
In desperation, some sweat broke out on Lin Han's forehead.
Clenching his fists slightly, Lin Han's eyes flashed crazily as he thought about ways to help Zhenyuan Immortal.
"Don't worry, Immortal Zhenyuan, it's not as simple as you think."
At this moment, Hong seemed to understand what Lin Han was thinking, smiled faintly, and said softly.
"oh?"
When Lin Han heard this, he couldn't help but be startled, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.
Although he also knew that Immortal Zhenyuan should have hidden strength, but from the looks of it, he might have overthought it, otherwise he would not have used it until now.
Could it be that Immortal Zhenyuan really has a trump card?
Regarding Lin Han's question, Hong didn't say anything. Zhenyuan Immortal has such a great reputation in the ancient world. If it can be solved by only nine quasi-sage ninth-level figures, it will be too unworthy.
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He was a fellow Taoist with the Six Saints back then, and he was also one of the cultivators who participated in the Sainthood Ceremony of Zixiao Palace. He once snatched the opportunity to become a Saint, and he was far from being comparable to the powerful men of the younger generation in later generations.
As expected, the figure of Immortal Zhenyuan was seen slowly standing up from the broken branches of the broken tree. Although his figure was a little embarrassed, his hair was disheveled, and there were some blood stains on his body, his pair of weathered eyes never showed any trace of blood.
Even at this moment, his beard, hair and clothes began to move automatically without the wind, and his whole person exuded a sharp feeling like a divine sword being unsheathed. Such magnanimity
, making the atmosphere in the entire vast wild mountain forest become slightly tense.
If you look carefully, you can find that even the clouds in the sky are constantly changing, as if something big is about to happen.
"what happened?"
The fierce god Ming She, the leader of the Divine King Sect, and others looked at the strange Zhenyuan Immortal, and couldn't help but have a look of shock in their eyes, and said in shock.
Originally, they thought that Immortal Zhenyuan would be weak after suffering such a severe attack. However, Immortal Zhenyuan showed no signs of being discouraged at all. There was even a feeling that the dragon was about to slowly wake up. Naturally, they felt in their hearts.
Somewhat unexpected.
In the prehistoric times, Immortal Zhenyuan was famous throughout the ages, and his reputation was indeed very high. However, they had not dealt with Immortal Zhenyuan once or twice. They always felt that this was just a powerful person who became famous earlier than them, which was not the case.
He is not much stronger than them, and I never believe that Immortal Zhenyuan has other methods.
Is it true that Immortal Zhenyuan is like this, and what he shows is just an illusion?
"Hmph, so what if he really has hidden methods? We are the nine most powerful Nine Quasi-Saints. Unless he truly reaches the level of Semi-Saint, he still cannot be our opponent."
The face of the Master of the Corpse Hall was a little stiff, like a dead corpse, and his voice was hoarse with a special chill as he sneered.
Several other quasi-sage ninth-level experts also nodded silently, thinking it made sense.
They were outnumbered, so there really was nothing to worry about.
Even a strong man like Demon Pattern Dao Ancestor, who has even stepped into the semi-saint realm, would be almost impossible to defeat the nine of them without the help of the Black Tower.
It is naturally impossible for Zhenyuan Immortal, whose realm is suddenly deeper than that of the Demon Pattern Dao Ancestor.
"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, are you bluffing?
If you don't leave, don't blame us for killing you."
At that moment, the leader of the Divine King Sect took a step forward, with a disdainful sneer on his lips, and said sarcastically to the Great Immortal Zhenyuan.
