Those eyes are as big as stars.
Scared a lot of people.
Not dead?
Or residual consciousness?
This kind of thing is common in Lingxiao.
It's unlikely that he didn't die.
If the saint is really alive, he is unlikely to stay here all the time.
Then there is only one possibility.
The blessed one also preserves some consciousness.
After all, there is a level of saint.
It can't really die.
But we can still keep some consciousness.
At the next moment, an illusion flew out of the huge body.
As like as two peas.
With a long gun.
"Chu Zhongtian, a descendant of the Chu family, pays a visit to his ancestors!"
Chu Zhongtian hurried to stop and kowtow.
Lingxiao stood in the distance and bowed his hands.
He dare not offend the existence of this level.
The rest also stopped fighting.
One after another kowtowed: "see your majesty!"
The holy master looked at the people faintly: "finally!
I've been waiting for tens of thousands of years.
Finally, I waited for you.
I'm dead.
The oil ran out and the lamp dried up.
Now it's just a remnant of divine consciousness.
To complete my last inheritance and the last thing to do. "
Everyone was relieved to hear this.
If it's a saint, it's terrible.
Fortunately, it's just a wisp of divine consciousness.
However, everyone is very strange.
This is the Holy One.
Who can kill the Holy One?
I can't imagine.
Even if they are both saints, I'm afraid it's difficult to do it.
Unless several saints join hands.
Or is it a more terrible existence than the Holy One?
Does that really exist?
"Do you all want my immortal body?"
The holy master suddenly asked.
Everyone was nervous.
Even if it's just a remnant of divine consciousness.
That's not what they can compete with.
If the saint blames it.
They're probably dead.
Finally, the holy master fixed his eyes on Chu Zhongtian: "very good, son of life.
Among my descendants, you should be the most gifted.
My body is entrusted to you!
This is a little selfish of me.
But if you can't grasp it, I can't help it. "
Hearing this, Lingxiao frowned slightly.
Chu Zhongtian was ecstatic.
"Holy master, can you really let anyone take your body?"
Lingxiao suddenly asked.
"How dare you question the Holy One!"
Chu Zhongtian was furious.
"Not a question.
Just asking.
If I'm not mistaken, the physical body of the saint is probably the key to suppress the tree world.
Once taken away.
The twelve creatures will awaken and escape.
At that time, it is not just the tree world.
Even the outside world will die? "
Lingxiao continued to ask.
"That's right!"
The holy master did not deny: "I suppressed twelve terrible creatures with my own flesh and maintained the whole blessed land of life for tens of thousands of years.
Unfortunately, during these tens of thousands of years, no saint was born.
What makes me more angry is.
The blessed land of life can't respect my Chu family.
Why should I?
My efforts can't exchange for the greatness of my Chu family.
Why should I?
What do I have to do with those so-called lives?
I have guarded them for so many years, and I don't see any gratitude from them to me.
And you, you take my holy gun.
The person holding the holy gun should help the descendants of the Chu family.
Can you do it? "
Lingxiao frowned and said, "if the holy master abandons the idea of leaving the body, I can return the holy gun to the Chu family“
Although it may be for the Holy One.
Thousands of creatures are just numbers.
It doesn't arouse his feelings at all.
But Lingxiao can't.
He would rather not have the holy gun.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be such a fool today.
What do those creatures have to do with you?
You care about their lives?
Besides, do you think my body can be suppressed forever by staying here?
My strength is running out.
But their strength is getting stronger.
After all, one day, I can't trap them.
So, what's wrong with leaving my flesh to my offspring and letting them have the capital to protect their lives? "
The holy master laughed and said, "since you won't be loyal to my descendants, hand over the holy gun."
"That won't work!"
Lingxiao said faintly, "who can confirm that you are the saint of the holy city, and who can confirm that you left the holy gun?
If you have the ability, just take it! "
While talking, Lingxiao's body retreated violently.
The other side is just a wisp of divine knowledge.
His soul power has already reached the holy land.
Even if it's not low.
Should be able to resist for a moment.
However, the holy master did not do it.
He smiled and said, "don't worry, I'm not going to fight a younger generation.
Chu Zhongtian, it's up to you whether you can get the holy gun back! "
Soon he disappeared.
At the next moment, the huge body of Jin family Saint also turned into a golden light and injected into the body of Chu Zhongtian.
At this moment, the cultivation of Chu Zhongtian soared.
Five and a half saints!
Six and a half saints!
Seven and a half saints!
Eight and a half saints!
Nine and a half saints!
After reaching the nine and a half saints, he stopped.
At this time, the combat power of Chu Zhongtian was no less than that of saints.
His strength.
Make everyone's face change dramatically.
Lingxiao's face was gloomy.
I couldn't help taking a breath.
Unexpectedly, the holy master brought such a crazy promotion to Chu Zhongtian.
Nine and a half saints.
He can't be an opponent at all.
I'm afraid there will be death and no life in this war.
"Jin Yan, Xue Xue, take everyone and get out of here!"
Lingxiao roared.
"Go? Where are you going?"
Chu Zhongtian opened his eyes and a golden mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows.
It looks as if it is the golden armor saint.
"Lingxiao, you must die today.
The holy gun is mine. No one can take it! "
In the voice of Chu Zhongtian, there was a cold and incomparable killing intention.
At this time, the cultivation of Chu Zhongtian was half holy and nine heavy.
Half a foot has stepped into the holy land.
Even, it is comparable to the ordinary virtual saint.
How could Lingxiao be his opponent.
"Oh, there's no way!"
Lingxiao took a deep breath.
Take out the magic gun.
Among the five small worlds and the five imperial elixirs.
The power belonging to black began to release continuously.
Finally reached a limit of equilibrium.
This limit is that Lingxiao can keep a little sense.
His body has also undergone great changes.
His eyes were burning with black flames.
A pair of blood red magic horns grew on his head.
The figure has also become much taller.
The hair turned completely white.
"What's going on?"
Everyone looked at Lingxiao and was surprised.
Who would have thought.
Lingxiao can continue to grow stronger.
However, this way of strengthening seems to be a little special.
Like some kind of secret art.
"Hum, you still have this secret method.
You should become a useless person after casting, or you will reduce your cultivation. "
Chu Zhong Tian Leng snorted.
"Don't worry about this.
You just have to die! "
Lingxiao's voice also became very strange.
As if two people were talking.
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