"Hiss! How terrifying is Wuxiangde?"
"The formless should be able to satisfy all our imaginations of the law."
This duel between the Saint Kings in the Arctic Circle can be regarded as unveiling the mysterious veil of the Saint King to the world, allowing people to glimpse the power of this realm.
Overall it is weakened.
The Holy King is not as powerful as most people imagine. He is not powerful enough to be incredible, beyond common sense, and to manipulate the laws.
Probably at the level of their clan leader.
Someone like the Great Sage Pingtian is undoubtedly more powerful than the Snowy Night Sword Immortal.
"After this war, a new force has been added to the world. The foundations of those plant spirits and monsters are extraordinary, and their future achievements will definitely be high."
"The war has just begun."
He Kun looked up at the Holy Kings. Everyone had quieted down, and the tension was gone.
However, wild beasts hunt silently.
He did not approach, nor did he think of joining the fight.
As a descendant of the Sword Sect and the senior brother of the Sword Immortal, he had enough cultivation resources. Especially in the recent period, for some reason, it seemed that the massive cultivation resources provided by the government were completely given to him.
The King of Medicine is indeed tempting, but it also has thorns.
"Begin the retreat."
He Kun waved his hand and left with everyone from the Sword Sect.
If these holy kings really start fighting each other, I'm afraid there will be no safe place in the Arctic Circle.
The atmosphere in the sky became increasingly depressing.
“Cough cough cough…”
The Huangshan Immortal coughed lightly a few times, attracting everyone's attention.
"You are truly a peerless hero. If my Buddha were born, he would definitely protect me. It's a pity..."
"Old Immortal, just speak frankly." Someone said in a cold tone, "If you want a share, stay. If you want to save face, recognize it and leave. We are not related, do you still want to uphold justice?"
At once, more than a dozen unfriendly glances were cast.
Huangshan Old Immortal was unable to resist and shook his head with a wry smile, saying: "My two fists are no match for four hands. Now I can only speak to you, Taoist friend."
“If we don’t achieve enlightenment, we are all ants.”
He bowed slightly towards the sky, as if pointing to something, pointing to those supreme beings in the dark.
"Your cultivation is not easy to come by, but don't be proud of it. Especially in today's world, we are just saints in name only, the real saints are still out there."
"It's not shameful to bow your head."
The eyes around him became more and more hostile. The words of the Huangshan Immortal undoubtedly hit everyone's soft spot. The Saint King who remained here was most afraid of Wuxiang intervening.
For example, the one in the world of creation.
The Great Sage Pingtian remained silent and just clenched the iron sword again.
The meaning is self-evident.
There is nothing wrong with bowing your head, but now you can't survive by bowing your head.
If those beings wanted to intervene, they would have done so long ago. Why wait until now? Just as the other party said, if you don't achieve enlightenment, you are all ants.
Perhaps in the eyes of those beings, the fighting here is just like ants fighting for food.
They don't care.
Huangshan Laoxian didn't say much when he saw this, but bowed and said goodbye: "See you again if we are destined to meet again."
As soon as he left, only 30 Holy Kings were left. This place probably gathered most of the enlightened people in the world, and it was also the accumulation of the cultivation world for tens of millions of years.
A Saint King may not appear in a hundred thousand years.
"Goodbye."
Another Holy King left.
Followed by the second, third, and fourth place... Not everyone is shameless, and not everyone values money over life.
The strength displayed by the Great Sage Pingtian was effective. At least those who left had some concerns, and some of them must have considered his strength.
In the end, only 8 people were left, and the rest retreated to the sidelines, looking as if they would not get involved.
Among the remaining eight Holy Kings was the Eclipse Sage who had previously torn off one of his fingers.
"Great Sage Pingtian, this is not a competition. Two fists cannot defeat four hands. It's not just a saying. Why don't you cut off another finger for me and I'll leave immediately. There are eight of us. If you give each of us a finger, there will be one left."
The other party laughed sharply and looked at the Monkey King with a mocking expression, without any of the bearing that a saint king should have.
Also cunning to the extreme.
Maybe someone will be satisfied after it is cut, maybe these eight holy kings will really leave, but the deterrent power that Pingtian Monkey King fought for with his life will be gone.
You can take a little, why can't I take a little too?
Those holy kings haven’t finished their journey.
The Monkey King Pingtian would naturally not be fooled. He took up the long sword, and the Dharma image appeared in the sky, and the huge sword pierced deeply into the earth veins.
Blocked the entrance to the world of creation.
The sword’s intention reaches the sky, and its purpose is to level the heaven.
Boom!
A black sun crossed over, eclipsing thousands of dharmas and swallowing up everything in the world. It was the Eclipse Sun Great Sage.
A bloody knife slashed down, the blood sea was boundless, the sword path was in sight.
The mountain-lifting giant stands tall and upright, is a congenital creature, the ancestor of mountain moving, and the father of lifting.
Thousands of demonic eyes appeared, the divine eagle cried, and hundreds of beasts stepped into the sky.
The eight great dharma images appeared, the wind howled violently, and all living beings in heaven and earth bowed down.
The practitioners dormant around the Arctic Circle looked up at the Dharma image in the distance, and they felt like kneeling down and worshipping it.
Strong! A kind of Taoism that has reached its ultimate strength.
Each of them is a person who has reached the pinnacle in their respective fields, and is the path that the world needs to worship, learn from, and pursue.
The brilliance of this era does not lie in the revival of heaven and earth, but in the resurrection of these capable and powerful people. They are the most dazzling gems on the crown of the perfection of heaven and earth.
He Kun looked into the distance, deeply shocked by the scene, and sincerely realized his own insignificance.
Although someone was stronger than all the people present, He Kun couldn't see his back, which always made him feel unreal. But these people could see him, and the difference was very clear.
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