I saw an unparalleled vortex surging around each of the Thirteen Swords in Ten Directions. Thirteen rays of different colors, like the tornado pillars of the Optimus Pillar, thrust straight into the sky.
The sacred, majestic, deep, awe-inspiring, stalwart, and unshakable aura, like the endless ocean, rises from the hillside and encompasses the entire world.
When the sky is filled with golden light, the glow is endless, and the colorful auspicious clouds are floating leisurely, the whole world seems to have become the Western Paradise.
Such a shocking scene is too rare and too incredible.
"This seems... it seems a bit like a scene that can only be achieved by becoming a saint." Another gold medalist exclaimed in disbelief.
The other gold medal envoys, although they had an expression of impossibility on their faces, were already filled with fear in their hearts.
"Nonsense!"
It was Chief Lengyue who made the final decision: "Have any of you seen or heard of a precedent in which a person who has become a semi-saint can still achieve the holy realm?"
"What the Chief said is absolutely true."
"Don't panic, it's probably these bastards who are just making things up!"
All the gold medalists came to their senses together, showing signs of sudden enlightenment.
But having said that, what Chief Lengyue said does make sense.
As long as a warrior becomes a semi-saint, it is almost impossible for a warrior to become a saint after abandoning the near and seeking the far away. In a long period of small evolution, there may not be one.
It is so difficult for one of them, how is it possible for thirteen semi-saints to become saints together?
Chief Lengyue bowed his head proudly and said: "Shifangjian Sect is also an ancient sect, and its strength cannot be underestimated. It is not surprising that they have some weird methods. If we thought they were becoming saints and left in fright, we would be in trouble.
I caught their trick. If it spreads, wouldn’t it make people laugh?"
In fact, Zuo Lengyue was also filled with fear. He was also a strong man in the Holy Realm. He had personally experienced the scene of becoming a saint. He asked himself that the power at this moment was not only completely consistent with becoming a saint, but was also many times more powerful than his original one.
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But reason told him that this was impossible!
How can there be any reason for thirteen people to become saints at the same time? And thirteen rubbish semi-saints.
They must be scaring themselves!
So, never believe it!
"Fortunately, Mr. Da Si has sharp eyes and saw through the treacherous plot of these thirteen ants. Without your guidance, they would have succeeded this time!"
"The Thirteen Swords of the Ten Directions are really as cunning as a fox, but Master Da Si is also wise..."
All the gold medal envoys began to sing praises one after another, which made Zuo Lengyue feel a little proud in her heart, and said secretly: "I want to see how long you can keep pretending."
Therefore, under the wise leadership of Chief Lengyue, this team that originally planned to destroy the Thirteen Swords of Shifang successfully missed the best opportunity to escape.
They watched helplessly as their vitality surged like an ocean current...
When the law of the Holy Path rolls down from the air...
Ten thousand feet of golden light emerged from the bodies of the Thirteen Swords of the Ten Directions...
But everyone still stubbornly believes that this is definitely an illusion.
However, they also secretly admired in their hearts: The play of Thirteen Swords in Ten Directions was so well performed that it almost seemed real...
Back and forth, I watched it quietly for a total of half an hour.
"Master Leng Yue, you stupid donkeys are just watching us become saints. You are really asking for your own death!"
Accompanied by Qing Yeye's loud shout, the Shifang Thirteen Swordsmen who were sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly stood up at the same time. Thirteen terrifying holy lights shot into the sky, and the power of the holy way surged like a storm, filling the area within a thousand feet.
At this moment, all the Thirteen Swords in Ten Directions advanced to the Holy Realm, reaching that coveted height and becoming great Saints!
In fact, Qing Yezi successfully advanced one step ahead of the others, but he was worried that he might alert the enemy, so he silently endured it for a long time...
Chief Lengyue was surprised and doubtful, but he sternly scolded: "Qing Yezi, when death is imminent, are you still pretending to be a ghost?"
"These damn ants deserve death!"
"With your poor performance, do you think you can deceive our wise and powerful Chief Leng Yue?"
"Da Si, use your supreme magical power to brutally crush their fragile conspiracy!"
The gold medalists simply refused to let go of any precious opportunity to flatter their leaders.
"Are you pretending to be a ghost..."
Qing Yezi grinned and suddenly pushed with both palms. In the next moment, thirteen great saints took action together!
The terrifying Holy Path attack is like an extremely terrifying tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.
One by one, the gold medalists were beaten to pieces, like rotten watermelons. Both their bodies and souls were shattered into nothingness.
In the blink of an eye, the only one left alive was Leng Yue Da Si, who had not even come back to his senses. He stared at this scene with eyes wide open and said to himself: "You... you guys
Actually...it really...really came true..."
He could never say the next words again.
"Yeah, you big fool!"
Qing Yezhi gave a cruel smile, and the thirteen great saints took action at the same time again. Thirteen terrifying powers of the holy way, like thirteen terrifying angry dragons, shattered the great master of Lengyue in a destructive manner.
The dignified saint is reduced to ashes and smoke!
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When Sun Ning arrived at Longyang City, there was an uproar in the city, and all kinds of shocking comments could be heard wherever there were people.
Longyang City is located at the foot of Qintian Prison, and the people in the city are more or less related to Qintian Prison, so these evaluations are basically very extreme.
But Sun Ning understood clearly. What they were talking about was: The Qintian Supervisor sent Chief Lengyue to lead thirty-six gold medal envoys to go to the eighth theater to kill the Thirteen Swords of Ten Directions. Who knew that the Thirteen Swords of Ten Directions were going to
In the realm of semi-saints, all of them suddenly became saints, and with one attack, they killed Leng Yue Da Si and others, and then disappeared...
"I have long expected that the Qintian Prison will not be able to deal with Senior Brother and the others, so this time it will be a steal but a loss of rice."
Sun Ning secretly laughed in his heart. Anyone who wanted to deal with the thirteen great saints would find it extremely difficult to deal with, even the Qintian Prison was no exception.
Moreover, the enemy was overt and we were secretive. How could the Qintian Prison have expected that these thirteen people could actually become saints?
"Senior brothers and sisters have temporarily disappeared. They must have found a secret place to consolidate their cultivation. For the first time in the Holy Realm, there are indeed many things that need to be studied, but the time for me to meet them is not far away.
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Sun Ning thought like this as he walked into Longyang City, the famous welcoming place for guests, Wanshou Pavilion.
He came to Longyang City to find the Black Turtle Immortal Grass.
Sun Ning has made up his mind that if he cannot get this item from Qintian Prison, he will directly borrow these two immortal treasures through the loan system.
It is very important to refine the healing elixir for Xu Wangsun. No matter what the cost, Sun Ning will get it without hesitation. (To be continued)