Chapter 2399

"One stroke of reincarnation determines life and death!"

Xia Ping looked at the ancient demon saint Jerome in the distance. His golden crow eyes from hell could see through time and space, tracing cause and effect. No matter how fast the ancient demon saint Jerome was, there was nothing to hide under his eyes.

I saw him holding the reincarnation pen and tapping lightly towards the void.

Boom~~

In an instant, from the depths of the reincarnation pen, a terrifying power erupted, like the first ray of light from the beginning of chaos, the most primitive and pure power.

This ray of light traced the line of cause and effect, spanned infinite time and space, and arrived in front of the ancient demon saint Jerome in an instant.

"Impossible, what kind of power is this?!"

The body of the ancient demon saint Jerome shook violently. Its hairs stood on end, as if it felt a fatal crisis. It couldn't help but look back, wondering what happened.

But this turning back is eternity.

A white ray of light blasted towards him, spanning time and space, and with a bang, this force pierced through the head of the ancient demon saint Jerome and tore its soul.

This seems to be a blow from the ancient underworld god, tracing the power of cause and effect.

"Dead, I just died like this? How is it possible?!"

The ancient demon saint Jerome was stunned, unable to resist, and fell into the endless darkness like this, with a huge corpse lying in midair like this.

"As expected of the reincarnation brush, its power is extraordinary."

Xia Ping sighed in admiration and was deeply moved.

If he relied on his own strength, it would be difficult to kill a medieval saint. After all, the speed of the ancient demon saint is too fast. Using the space-time domain, a breath can span hundreds of light years.

And the vitality of the ancient saints is also extremely tenacious, even if they are poisoned by the Poison, they can last for a long time.

Only the reincarnation pen, which traces cause and effect, reverses reincarnation, and targets the soul, can easily hunt down and kill a medieval saint.

However, this attack also consumes a lot of mana on Xia Ping's body, and it cannot be used all the time.

"It seems that we have to leave immediately. The death of a medieval demon saint is an earth-shattering event. Maybe even the ancestors of the demon clan will be completely alarmed."

With a wave of his hand, Xia Ping immediately collected Jerome's corpse and threw it to the World Tree for refining. I believe that a time fruit will be condensed soon.

Whoosh!

He didn't say anything else, his body flickered, and he jumped through time and space. At the same time, he used a phaseless mask to hide his aura and all the information and power on his body.

Half an hour later, Xia Ping landed on a remote island outside the Thunder Continent.

This place is some distance away from the Thunder Continent, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, it is located in a remote place, and it is the time when the Human Race and the Monster Race are fighting. I believe that no one will find this place in a short time.

He immediately entered a certain mountain range on this island, in a certain cave, temporarily retreated, and then took out more than 2,900 Immemorial Heavenly Dragon Talismans that he had obtained from the Demon Temple.

If he took out the forty-six Immemorial Heavenly Dragon Talismans from his body, he would immediately be able to form three thousand Immemorial Heavenly Dragon Talismans, recreating the style of the ancient times.

This is not as simple as increasing the strength several times, it is increasing hundreds of times, thousands of times, or even tens of thousands of times.

The power of the complete Primordial Dragon Talisman is simply beyond the imagination of most saints.

Moreover, by thoroughly refining these Immemorial Heavenly Dragon Talismans, the spiritual imprints left by those demon saints on the Immemorial Heavenly Dragon Talismans could be removed, so that those demon saints would no longer be able to rely on these spiritual imprints to find themselves.

"let's start."

Xia Ping sat cross-legged on the ground, and immediately began refining the three thousand Immemorial Heavenly Dragon Talismans.

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At this moment, the sky above Hyams City.

Many medieval demon saints who were fighting the human saints also sensed the abnormality of the medieval demon saint Jerome all of a sudden, and their faces changed drastically.

"What's going on? Why was the spiritual connection with Jerome broken? Why did its breath suddenly disappear without a trace, and it's no longer on the Thunder Continent?"

A medieval demon saint's face was very ugly, and there was a faint feeling in his heart, as if something disturbing was about to come, as if that Jerome was in danger.

"You won't die, will you?"

Hearing these words, another medieval demon sage expressed his conjecture. The aura was interrupted and disappeared suddenly. Only death could explain such an abnormality.

"Impossible. Jerome is a medieval demon saint who has realized the existence of the law of time. He is just chasing and killing a small immortal saint. How could he die? Who can kill him?"

A medieval demon sage yelled, not believing such absurd things.

"That's right, don't say such baseless things, don't shake the morale of the army here."

The city lord Patrick yelled angrily, feeling very dissatisfied. He didn't know how much it would deal a blow to their morale by spreading rumors here.

It feels that this is just speculation and shouldn't be talking nonsense here.

"The problem is that Wu Wudi is an immortal saint. Doesn't he have any helpers? If Jerome was in a panic during the escape and accidentally fell into the trap of that human bitch, he might be killed."

Randolph, the deputy city lord, put forward different opinions. It still felt that Jerome was in danger. If not, the aura on Jerome would not disappear inexplicably.

"No way, that bastard actually dared to kill a medieval demon saint of my demon clan. Is he tired of living?"

"If he didn't have the guts, how could that guy dare to come to the Demon Temple in Hyams City and steal our Immemorial Sky Dragon Talisman?"

"Damn it, it's really audacious, that Wu Wudi deserves death."

"Stolen more than 2,000 Primordial Heavenly Dragon Talismans that we worked so hard to obtain, and now beheaded one of our medieval demon saints. This feud is irreconcilable. We must kill that bastard and tear him into pieces."

"That thief is too abominable. He came to Hyams City to kill and rob, and he thought we were Hyams City."

"Find it, we must find him, and we must not let Wu Wudi go."

A medieval demon saint roared, furious.

Even after fighting the human race for such a long time, although they are at a disadvantage, relying on the tyrannical vitality of the ancient demon saints, so far none of them have died, at most they were seriously injured.

Now, in order to chase and kill Wu Wudi, they let their monster race kill a medieval monster saint. What a shame, what a loss, and how angry they are!

If that Wu Wudi appeared in front of them, they could only wish to tear him into pieces and exterminate the nine clans.

Because now not only the precious property is lost, but also a large number of monster elites are lost. This kind of hatred is simply higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea.

None of them could imagine how angry they were at the moment.