Chapter 537

In the rain.

Zhao Xin ran wildly in the heavy rain.

Many of the practitioners who were fighting or had just finished fighting saw Zhao Xin.

"Isn't he Zhao Xin?"

"Who is he carrying? Why rush to the east city? There's a fishman team there. "

Many people are puzzled, but they don't care too much. It's not their turn to look for death.

Soon Zhao Xin came to the streets of Dongcheng District.

It's raining heavily, but the more it falls, the more powerful it is.

Suddenly Zhao Xin stopped running, and more than ten figures appeared in the alleys around him.

A head of Fishman nose spray hot air, on the roof, alley mouth, before and after the street.

"Seventeen fish people, one cave, the rest cast God."

Zhao Xin whispered. Although he didn't know what it meant, he knew that the situation was not good at the moment.

The fishman in dongtianjing is tall, nearly three meters in height. His scales radiate cold light. The two fish have to sway in the strong wind.

"Xiao Yezi, hold on to me later."

As soon as the voice fell, the trident of the fishman in the cave was waved, and sixteen fishmen swarmed up.

"Today, let's see what is called the strongest divine power for you scum!" Zhao Xin's mouth is slightly raised, and his deep voice is full of bloodthirsty pleasure.

The scarlet eyes exude an astonishing ferocity.

Ding!

Do you want to start merging the divine

"Fusion."

At the command, Zhao Xin's body suddenly sent out a fury, and a force of immortality and mystery filled the audience. The whole audience swept away, and sixteen fish men of casting divine realm rushed to the scene.

Just as the fishman was about to kill Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin was shocked suddenly, the heaven and the earth roared together, and a strong and chilling force of immortals and mysteries soared into the sky. In an instant, he flew 16 fishermen upside down, smashed them through the wall and fell into the house.

The power of immortals and metaphysics in his body surges wildly, and the broken elixir field turns into a hexagonal transparent divine grid, which communicates with heaven and earth. Zhao Xin suddenly feels the surging power pouring into his body.

That smooth feeling almost made him groan excitedly.

The most powerful God in the world is born!

Ding!

Congratulations on the successful upgrade of the host. Current level: cast the first level of divine realm.

Ding!

Congratulations to the host for getting the upgrade reward, ten evolution stones.

"Shit, surprise."

System prompt sound falls, Zhao Xin thin lips with a wanton, scarlet deep eyes evil spirit strange.

The fishman in dongtianjing looks at Zhao Xin's eyes. Does this human just break through the realm of casting God?

If you want to build a divine realm, you dare to come from the way of seeking death. It's really beyond your ability.

"Roar"

The fishman in the cave raised his hair and roared ferociously.

In the ruins, the 16 head fish man who had been shaken out got up, shook his head and became conscious. He immediately picked up his weapon and rushed to Zhao Xin again.

It's raining hard, it's in the dark.

The black iron remnant sword burst out a field of vigorous Qi, and a fierce sword Qi soared to the sky.

"The tenth breaking formation of Dugu nine swords!"

Buzzing——

Shua Shua——

The sword Qi spreads everywhere, and a raindrop in the air is torn into innumerable tiny drops by the dense sword Qi.

Buzzing——

The air of the sword is surging, and the blade is humming.

As the sword passed by, the action of sixteen fishmen stopped suddenly.

Kata~

When the sword goes into the scabbard, sixteen fishermen are cut into a pile of meat, and the dark green blood stains the rain under their feet.

In the brain system prompt sound dense rings out.

Zhao Xin once again felt the reward of experience and Xuanqi.

A fish man provides one million experiences, 800000 immortal and mysterious forces, breaks through the realm of casting gods, and all his mysterious Qi is transformed into immortal and mysterious forces.

This is the power of the most divine!

When ordinary practitioners break through the realm of casting gods, they can only transform at most 5% of the Xuanqi in their body into the power of Xianxuan. The Kaifu realm is only 20% and the Dongtian realm is 40%. This is why the demon sea is so excited to see Xianxuan spirit liquid.

The replacement degree of Xianxuan power has indicated your strength. The higher the replacement, the stronger the talent, the stronger the strength, and the higher the growth height.

However

Zhao Xin's divine personality directly and completely replaced all Xuanqi.

In the cold street, the fishman in the cave glared at Zhao Xin, and his muscles slowly climbed up the ferocious green tendons.

Zhao Yezi's tense hands quietly grasp Zhao Xin's clothes.

Zhao Xin patted Zhao Yezi's hand and put him down: "you step back and wait for me."

For the second time, Zhao Xin had to show all his strength in the face of the strong in the cave.

In the face of green shark, there is a suit of gods. It depends on three seconds invincible to kill green shark. If there is no three seconds invincible, green shark can kill him in the first second.

This time, there is no suit of gods, no invincible. Although we break through the realm of casting gods, we have a poor chance of winning in the face of the strong ones in the realm of cave.

"The general of the Yuren, the district is near."

The fishman in dongtianjing slowly put on an offensive posture. Zhao Xin killed 16 of his subordinates in one move, and his strength was enough to make him go all out.

Seeing Zhao Yezi hide in a house, Zhao Xin slowly turns around and takes an offensive posture: "Terran cultivator, long Yunxin."

Heavy rain, mercilessly hit the two people, the rain.

A drop of rain fell from the top of my hair.

Tick~

As the rain drops fall, Zhao Xin instantly disappears in the same place. In the forest of buildings, a dark night passes quickly and goes straight to the district.

The body shape is like a ghost flickering, the naked eye can not grasp, and the fierce momentum forms a aura around.

"Shadow Wang Shan!"

Zhao Xin hummed coldly. His figure disappeared in the rain, and even his breath disappeared completely.

the rain comes down in a deluge.

The street fell into silence.

Qu Lin's pupil turned slowly to the left, and a dark shadow came with the intention of killing,

As a mermaid, his insight is absolutely top in the rainy night. No matter how superb Zhao Xin's figure is, he can't avoid his attention.

Zhao Xin's momentum soared, his divine personality was running wildly, and his immortal and mysterious power covered his sword.

"A little bit of ability."

Although Qu Linhua was like this, his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared in Zhao Xin's sight.

When the Canjian attack failed, Zhao Xin was shocked. The figure of Qu Lin above his head was revealed, and the Trident stabbed fiercely.

"The breaking sword style of Dugu nine swords!"

Zhao Xin sneers. At the same time, the black iron remnant sword turns into a large shadow. The power of the immortal and the mysterious goes crazy. The power of the broken sword after breaking through the divine realm is hundreds of times more than that of the broken sword in the spiritual realm.

Each shadow is very real, and the strength of Xianxuan is so strong that Qu Lin has to be careful.

Bang——

The sword shadow collided with the Trident and exploded. The rain splashed and the mysterious air gushed.

The two figures ejected from the dense rain. The strong gas field forced Zhao Xin out of a hundred meters, tearing a long and ferocious trace out of the ground. The gravel splashed everywhere, and the war spirit in the air was growing crazily.

Zhao Xin's fighting spirit soared between his eyebrows. He said with a cold smile, "today I'll take you to try the most powerful divine power."

As soon as the words fell, the body of the remnant sword gave out a clear hum, and the rain on the body of the sword was shaken back. In an instant, countless sharp sword shadows were generated within a radius of 10 Zhang.

Strong sword Qi field diffusion.

Qu Lin's face darkened, and he said with a cold smile: "it's true that you have a talent. It's said that fifty years ago, there was a talent named dragon chop in the five realms of spirit. Your talent is just as weak as it is."

"But today, you're going to be buried here. There's no chance to surpass him."

"Ha ha ha... Die."