Sun Ning could deeply feel the trembling deep in his soul!
This was the ultimate danger that he had never experienced in his life.
Before this, no matter whether he encountered various ferocious beasts or powerful people like Gongsun Auntie, he had never been afraid to this extent.
This terrible feeling makes people feel deep despair.
Just like when ordinary people face landslides, mudslides, earthquakes and other terrible natural disasters, they feel the despair of being unable to escape, unable to resist, and can only wait for death!
Sun Ning only felt that the surrounding space seemed to have been sealed by heavy mercury.
I was like an ant wrapped in rosin. I wanted to escape, but my body couldn't move any more.
"Saint! This is the saint attacking me again!"
Sun Ning's heart roared crazily.
Based on his understanding of the world of martial arts, he naturally knew that only the action of a great saint would produce such terrifying and despairing pressure and energy.
Sun Ning made a prompt decision and activated the Takong True Talisman he had just obtained without hesitation.
He finally understood that the system would reward such a treasure.
It was actually because he was about to face such danger.
If the saint takes action, he can only escape this disaster by immediately entering the parallel space. All other methods are courting death.
Then, Sun Ning's expression changed again.
One of the conditions for activating the True Talisman is to be in free space, so that it can connect to the space crystal wall system entering the parallel space.
But now, the terrifying Qi that struck when the Saint took action has formed a terrifying field, completely blocking the surrounding space. It seems that even the structure of the space has changed.
The Takong True Talisman has lost the conditions for activation!
"Cross Immortal Sword!"
Sun Ning roared in his heart, and tried his best to pour the dragon essence in his body, which was almost exhausted, into the small sword given by the Sword Master of Shifang, which could withstand three fatal attacks.
However, even the Shifang Sword Master who conceived this sword never expected that one day he would use it to resist an attack from a saint.
The Crossed Immortal Sword is indeed a treasure that has been nurtured by the sword masters of the ten directions for thousands of years.
The moment Sun Ning activated it, it was as if a dark space finally received light. Sun Ning felt that his body, which was stuck in mud, finally had the possibility to move.
He did not hesitate, and stepped out fiercely into the void. This should have exploded at a speed much faster than the sound barrier, but under the terrifying energy, it had been reduced to less than one-third.
He knew that if he didn't leave immediately, Huangfu Baihu and Yang Ku would be hurt.
One second, two seconds...
Ten seconds later, Sun Ning finally arrived thousands of feet away with difficulty.
And at this moment, countless fine cracks appeared on the land within a thousand feet, and the ground collapsed eight feet in an instant. The smoke and dust, like the collapse of ruins, rolled up a raging mushroom cloud.
Until this moment, the saint's attack has still not arrived, but it has already gained such power.
At the same time, in the void more than 100,000 feet above the ground, a giant hand traveled through many spaces and struck from an unknown place. It finally landed on Sun Ning's head, covering the sky and the sun like an ancient god.
Lifting the mountain and smashing it down, the boundless breath of death surged in.
The Saint's attack has finally arrived!
Sun Ning's body suddenly shot out a sword energy that reached the sky.
The moment it left Sun Ning's body, it turned into a giant sword ten feet long, stabbing at this palm that seemed to be shot from the fairyland.
A terrifying loud noise that could make a person's eardrums bleed was generated in the void. In an instant, a continuous black gap spread within a thousand feet, and the extremely stable space was shattered like a glass cover at this moment.
The giant sword disappears and the giant palm scatters.
Click!
A crisp sound came from the cross immortal sword. It protected Sun Ning from one of his fatal attacks.
However, there was still a faint trace of the terrifying power that came from the giant palm, which immediately made Sun Ning tremble all over. He spurted blood from his mouth and was seriously injured in an instant.
The aftermath of a saint's attack, even if it is only slight, can bring a devastating blow to any warrior below the saint.
Sun Ning's vitality was on the verge of drying up in an instant.
If he hadn't cultivated the unity of heaven and man four times and been baptized by the inscriptions of the holy path of immortals, gods, and saints, this alone would still make him die without a burial place.
Also because of the above reasons, he used his unusually sharp senses to predict in advance that he was about to suffer a fatal blow, and took the most accurate protection.
If it were other people, it is no exaggeration to say that even if they died ten thousand times, they would not know how they died.
The action of the great saint already implies the way of heaven, and the ghosts and gods are unpredictable. How can it be easily predicted?
"This old guy, Xu Wangsun, is very kind to you. He even gave you this turtle shell..."
A clear voice sounded in Sun Ning's mind.
This voice is extremely soft and melodious, with a rather round and jade-like feel. It sounds like a man or a woman, but neither a man nor a woman. It is very strange.
And the moment it fell into Sun Ning's mind, the figure of another person strangely appeared in his mind.
This man's body seemed to be divided into two halves.
Half is normal.
The other half was black and purple, with blue flames burning continuously on half of the body. A dark, ferocious, and violent aura spread uncontrollably, like a demon king who did all kinds of evil.
Sea Dragon King?
The saint who attacked him turned out to be the Sea Dragon King whom he had already encountered when he was in the sea world, and who also had the main mission of killing him?
Sun Ning's mind just moved like this, and he couldn't think about it in detail.
He tried his best to take the healing spirit treasure, and at the same time activated the offensive of the Cross Immortal Sword. It can be used three times, exerting 50%, 70% and 100% of the strength of the Ten Directions Sword Master in one strike.
However, it is a pity that it must first use its first level, a strike with 50% of the strength of the Ten Directions Sword Master.
Because of this, Sun Ning did not make the first choice.
One is only a magic weapon that contains half the strength, but it has to deal with the full blow of a saint. Which one is better and which one is worse is very obvious.
But now, Sun Ning has no choice.
"The Cross Immortal Sword was built by King Xu thousands of years ago. Its power has long been inferior to that of the old guy. But I can compete with the current King Xu. So don't think that just by relying on such a piece of protection
With the magic weapon, you can escape with your life..."
The soft and strange voice flowed into Sun Ning's thoughts again.
In the next moment, a giant palm covering the sky, like a huge mountain falling from the heaven, slapped Sun Ning hard, and the boundless terrifying aura invaded again. (To be continued)