Chapter 1128: Promise God Returns, 10,000)(1/2)
The first fantasy!
The atmosphere was so terrifying that even Ma Hongsuo was hoarse with his roar. He could only let out a silent scream from his throat. Compared with the pain of shattering his thighs and breaking the meridians all over his body, the pain of the two Xuanshi Immortal Envoys in front of him was...
What happened was even more frightening.
Some timid immortals in the distance even lost their legs and fell to the ground, trembling all over.
The previous arrogant and arrogant immortal envoys and lieutenants had already turned pale and were huddled in the corner tremblingly. There was unprecedented fear in their pupils.
Wang Jiangjie swallowed hard several times before barely recovering from the deep shock.
horrible!
Weird!
shocking!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two immortal envoys were first drained of all their flesh and blood, and in an instant they became octogenarians, as if they could fall down if the wind blew them.
They were skinny and bones, and their large robes fell directly. Without the flesh and blood skeleton, they could not support the robes at all.
At the same time, people also saw the physical bodies of the two immortal angels.
There was only a layer of dry skin covering the body, and the cheeks were so collapsed that they were like skeletons. If their two eyeballs were not still moving, people would even suspect that these two people had become weathered corpses.
But the scene after that was even more breathtaking.
The eyes of the Ascending Immortal Envoy were the first to wither, yes... Before dying, the Ascending Immortal Envoy turned around with difficulty. He seemed to be asking for help from the Immortal Envoys again. He was not stupid, but at the end of his rope.
I want to grab a handful of any straw.
For example, a person who is drowning and about to drown has no ability to think.
pity.
The Immortals had already been frightened out of their wits. Unfortunately, perhaps for the sake of being an ascended person, Wang Jiangjie, who was the only one who could help him before, was already heartbroken. He wished he could go up and stab him in person.
Relieve anger.
Not only did the ascended immortal envoy not wait for help, even his two eyeballs withered.
That's right.
Just like grapes placed in the sun, they are directly dried into raisins.
Click!
Click!
After that, there was a sound like dry steamed buns being crushed by feet. People discovered that it was the sound of the bones of the two immortals starting to be crushed.
As expected.
After a few breaths, the soles of the two immortal envoys began to collapse, and the dry and rough skin was like broken sacks scattered on the ground, containing some low-quality flour.
In the blink of an eye, the two immortal envoys were piled at Zhao Chu's feet, one behind the other, right... just piled up, like two torn bags.
Only the skin on their arms was stretched very long, like a hose, sticking to Bai Shuanghong's chest.
Wang Jiangjie was covered in cold sweat!
By chance, he had seen Wan Xiyang devouring his enemies with his own eyes.
But at that time, Wan Xiyang only swallowed up the flesh and blood of his opponent. The monk could at least maintain his human appearance until he died. Although he was very old, he could barely recognize who it was.
But Zhao Chu's devouring was too cruel and too thorough.
You not only devoured flesh and blood, but also devoured all the essence in your bones, leaving only a piece of skin in the end.
How cruel and terrifying this is.
Of course, in Wang Jiangjie's heart, he wanted to relieve his anger, so these two crazy old bastards had to be tortured in this way.
…
"Oh my god, Bai Shuanghong is a hundred times more terrifying than Wan Xiyang!"
"The skin is weathered, what kind of magic skill is he practicing!"
"I will definitely walk around Bai Shuanghong in this life!"
…
really!
Wang Jiangjie raised his head again.
He found that he had completely underestimated Zhao Chu's terror.
He thought that the two Xuanshi realms had been beaten to dry skin, which was the ultimate level.
Unfortunately, Wang Jiangjie underestimated Zhao Chu.
Everyone watched helplessly as the two pieces of dry skin began to disintegrate from the soles of the feet, and finally turned into a layer of gray ashes. The weathering speed became faster and faster, and finally the two upper arm skins adhering to Zhao Chu's chest and back also turned into a layer of gray ashes.
As fly ash, it was scattered on the ground.
Wang Jiangjie sensed it with the power of his spiritual thoughts.
Pure!
That's right, the powder on the ground is so pure that you can't even find any trace of true energy.
You must know that this is the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm. Even in the Miasma Mountains where the true energy is exhausted, such pure dust that does not contain any true energy can not be found. Wang Jiangjie was only shocked in his heart.
Compared to Zhao Chu, Wan Xiyang's so-called magic skills are simply a waste of natural resources.
It takes such a profound skill to drain all the true energy from the dry skin.
The immortals looked at the two piles of ashes at Bai Shuanghong's feet. No one dared to breathe loudly, and many people even knelt down quietly. Yes, these people had some unpleasant experiences with Bai Shuanghong, and some people openly mocked Bai Shuanghong.
At this moment, they wanted to slap their mouths to bits. Why did they provoke this great devil?
Some immortals who had no relationship with Bai Shuanghong also knelt down with the people, with their heads pressed against the ground for fear of offending the devil.
As for the immortal envoys and lieutenants, they were all frightened. They called Tian Wumen, and some even had the idea of escaping to the second illusion. No matter what, they would die, and the second illusion might not be so painful.
Of course, they are just ideas, no one dares to touch them, no one dares to be the first to offend the devil.
In an instant, only Wang Jiangjie was left standing in the entire first illusion, and Ma Hongsuo was rolling on the ground.
…
call!
Finally, Zhao Chu slowly let out a breath of turbid air.
He slowly opened his eyes, and no one noticed that Zhao Chu's eyes were like two pitch-black black holes, which were infinite whirlpools.
This vision only lasted for a moment.
"Congratulations!"
Wang Jiangjie clasped his fists towards Zhao Chu and sincerely wished him a breakthrough.
Zhao Chu smiled and threw it away, and the impermanent magic crystal in his palm fell into Wang Jiangjie's hands.
"this……"
Wang Jiangjie was stunned.
The Impermanent Phantom Crystal was so precious that Zhao Chu just threw it over without even discussing how to exchange it with him, leaving him at a loss.
"There's another piece over there, keep this piece for yourself!"
Zhao Chu smiled.
"Thank you for your kindness!"
"What are your next plans? Are you going to stay here and wait for the end of the Deadly Hunting Ground?"
Wang Jiangjie didn't want to talk too much. He put away the Impermanence Phantom Crystal and asked again.
Zhao Chu shook his head and glanced at the second illusion. This was his answer.
"Together?"
Wang Jiangjie asked.
"You go first!"
Zhao Chu smiled!
"Well, be careful and don't go if it's not necessary!"
Wang Jiangjie said with concern on his face.
"Be careful too!"
After Zhao Chu finished speaking, Wang Jiangjie held the impermanent magic crystal in his hand and rushed towards the second illusion realm impatiently.
He has wasted more than ten minutes in the first illusion. The second illusion is a transition. If he goes to the third illusion, he will be ten minutes later than others, which is very detrimental to the Ascended Assassin's plan.
"You guys, go kill him and get the Impermanent Phantom Crystal!"
To be continued...