Chapter 502： 502 Change One

Chapter 502 502 Change 1

"That spirit general is actually dead!?"

In the middle of a mountain in the distance, the celestial girl supported Dongfang Mu who stopped the bleeding, together with Ran Xinyue, who was pale, looked towards this side from afar.

The moment she saw Sang Lan finally exploded and turned into a cloud of black ash.

Several people opened their eyes wide and fell silent.

Spirit will be invincible.

This truth has long been deeply imprinted in the hearts of several people.

Not only because of the spirit general's own terrifying defense, but also because of the final great seance.

Even among the extreme masters, it depends on the person, and those who are not ranked enough are also unable to compete.

Only the top few people can really fight against the spirit generals in the real sense.

But at the same time, they don't like to fight with spirit generals, because no one can kill spirit generals, gods and Buddhas are immortal, and spirit generals are immortal.

The terrifying defensive body of the special spirit general is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

It takes a lot of effort to hold the magic soldier to get hurt. And the Great Masters of the Extreme Realm will suffer internal injuries once they are liberated one by one. Naturally, he is even more unwilling to fight with him.

"Although the fight was very difficult, he did indeed kill the spirit general once." Dongfang Mu said with a complicated expression.

He has lived long enough and seen enough to know what this means.

The tortoise shell of the spirit general, without magic soldiers, is simply unstoppable.

Whether it is attacking or defending, even if he holds the magic weapon and unlocks it, he can only protect himself at most.

Once the opponent is forced to perform a seance, the final result is that he will undoubtedly die.

Now, the man didn't use magic soldiers, and purely relied on himself, he forcibly beat a spirit general to death.

"It seems that a new extreme state has been born." He said suddenly.

"A new extreme?" The goddess watched Zhang Rongfang from a distance, feeling inexplicably witnessing the times in her heart.

Being able to kill a spirit general represents the concept of human immortality, and it can truly be regarded as the top level of the entire world.

From this moment, Zhang Rong is no longer a **** at the mercy of others, but a chess player who can place his own **** on the world chessboard.

This qualification is beyond the reach of countless people, even if they dream of it.

From this moment, the concept of immortality is completely different because of Zhang Rongfang Er

Immortals, Immortals, Immortals with Humans

Ran Xinyue was the one who accepted it the fastest. Before that, she had personally watched Zhang Rongfang and Di Jiang improve rapidly day by day.

Was already numb by the shock.

Although I was shocked once again, I got used to it and returned to normal soon.

"It's really possible to say that this way of immortality may really be a realm similar to the extreme realm. The side effect is blood sucking. It's just that compared with other extreme realms, the side effects of the immortal realm are much more concentrated. It's also much simpler." She thought about it.

"Let's go, go meet this new master of the heavenly genius!" Dongfang Mu coughed a few times, and walked forward first.

The three approached together and were soon noticed by Zhang Rongfang.

At this time, the three arms on his body quickly recovered into two, and his body also shrank, releasing a large piece of scalding steam, returning to its original normal state.

Looking at the three heavenly women approaching. Zhang Rongfang let out a long sigh, went up to meet him, with a wry smile on his face.

"I really didn't expect that such an inferior spirit general would be so embarrassing. It made the three of you laugh."

At this time, although his body has fully grown back, he has lost so much essence and blood, and has regenerated a new arm. He has suffered so many injuries, and his vitality has been severely injured for a while, and he is very weak.

These are all good, just need to **** more blood to recover. The key is still mind.

Zhang Rongfang could feel that after the battle just now, his mind was exhausted. At this time, there is a faint feeling of sleepiness and fatigue, and I want to sleep and rest.

I don't know how long it will take for this kind of mental damage to recover.

If it happens again, I am afraid that it may not be able to break out again and break through the suppression of Sang Lan's will field.

At this moment, the three of them approached, and were about to congratulate. Hearing Zhang Rongfang's words, the smile on Dongfang Mu's face froze.

These words are level. He faintly has the style of Confucianism

Ling put this kind of existence outside, and he is almost invincible in the world.

Except for the top few people of the major forces, who else can do anything to them?

Basically, before the general walks, he will find out only a few areas that are threatening, and then avoid them.

The rest is to cross the world, unrivaled.

And now this battle, I am afraid that in the future, the area of ​​Renxian Temple will also be raised to the level of being avoided.

Just such a happy event that is enough to spread the word and become famous in the world, this one actually...dislikes himself for being too embarrassing? ?

"No matter what, thank you, the Lord, for your help. Otherwise, this old man's life may really only be here." Dongfang Mu is worthy of being a great master of Confucianism, and his expression management is excellent.

"You are welcome, old man. In fact, this meeting is just in time for me. I just found out that Tiannv and Grandmaster Ran are here. Since they are old friends, it is only natural for me to help." Zhang Rongfang's body has recovered at this time, and the blood lost by using Yinhong before is now gone. Created again, completed.

"May I ask, the old man is also in the extreme state?" Zhang Rongfang was quite curious about this.

Being able to fight against a spiritual general and a great master for so long before his arrival, he can also defeat one of the great masters of worship head-on.

You can see the strength of the old man in front of you.

Having been in contact with the extreme world more and seeing more neuropathy, Zhang Rongfang has a good impression of the old man in front of him.

"Extreme realm. It is, it is not." After Dongfang Mu nodded, he shook his head again.

"How do you say that?" Zhang Rongfang, Tiannv, and Ran Xinyue were all aroused by these words.

They are very curious about Confucianism, this once huge force that has been buried in history.

You must know that the Confucianism of the past can be said to be the belief in the hearts of scholars all over the world.

The strength of the forces is comparable to the merger of Buddhism and Taoism today.

But I didn't expect that after Chen Junshen was defeated by the emperor, he fell into a slump, and was soon suppressed, divided, and eliminated by the Lingting court.

Now it can only be reduced to low class, and it is tied with prostitutes. In this way, it can also be seen that Lingting hated and feared Confucianism at the beginning.

"Actually, the way I practice in Confucianism is earlier than the extreme state. When we were strong and prosperous at that time, there was no such thing as the extreme state." Dongfang Mu coughed again.

"Since we meet each other by fate, how about we find a place to talk in detail first?"

"That's exactly what I mean." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

Several people were seriously injured, and even Tiannv seemed a little sluggish at this time. This is a natural phenomenon of being highly concentrated before, and then relaxed after being suppressed by the spirit general and the grand master one after another.

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At the moment when Sang Lan was defeated.

A circle of invisible ripples, starting from the area where he turned into black ash and disappeared, rapidly expanded and spread towards the surroundings.

The invisible signal traveled thousands of kilometers at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine, with a diameter of tens of thousands of kilometers, covering all the temples, Taoist temples, temples, etc. of the entire Daling in the blink of an eye.

All places where gods and Buddhas are worshiped, at this moment, along with the propagation of the invisible signal, new signals are slightly fed back.

‘Taboo. '

‘Taboo. '

‘Taboo. '

‘Taboo. '

Oracles fell like raindrops into the minds of priests, monks, monks, and Taoists praying in front of the statue.

Xizong Zhenfo Temple, inside the Maitreya Hall.

One of the beads in Master Yuan's hand was suddenly pinched and exploded, turning into countless sawdust and slag.

"Sang Lan." His rounded face was compacted together.

Putting down the prayer beads, he took a silver-blue token from his waist.

The token is exquisite and gorgeous, engraved with numerous patterns of flying birds, insects and fish, and in the middle there is a fuzzy pattern of a dragon absorbing water.

This is the spiritual protection card belonging to the Sanglan Sect. A spiritual thread from Sang Lan was stored in it.

Under normal circumstances, this token will glow with a faint silver light because there is a spiritual thread on it, which looks quite miraculous.

But at this time, the surface of the token was dull and dull, having lost its previous luster. Like a cultural relic that has been placed for hundreds of years, it is ugly and decayed.

"He's actually dead?" The divine light in Master Yuan's small eyes gradually became solemn and solemn.

"Who moved the hand? Reverse Time Society? Shinichi? Dao? Or the hidden power of the Five Kings?"

As for the rest, he didn't believe that anyone could kill Sang Lan.

Even if it is the earth mother walking enshrined by the spirit nobles, it is at most equal to Sang Lan.

These gods and Buddhas walking one by one are mostly parallel importers like Sang Lan.

They all rely on gods and Buddhas to improve themselves, and then they are drunk every day, dreaming of death, aloof, overlooking all living beings, and enjoying the glory and wealth supported by countless people. Treat human life like nothing.

This kind of stuff can only bully warriors under the generals, but any master of the same level can easily kill them in seconds.

Even Master Yuan doesn't like Sang Lan. But this time, it's different.

A trace of invisible information drilled into his mind from an inexplicable direction.

This kind of sudden and sudden news is the way the oracle always appears.

Master Yuan has long been used to it.

He glanced quickly, and his face became more serious.

"Taboo. Human Immortal Temple. The temple master can kill Sang Lan head-on!?"

Judging from the oracle, Sang Lan didn't die from being devoured by the same spiritual thread. His spiritual thread has now been completely shattered and part of it has been dissipated!

This kind of dissipation represents a permanent loss!

So in the end, the **** of cold sky behind him resolutely gave up the great seance and blew himself up. The purpose is to prevent more spirit lines from being corroded and permanently lost.

"It really is a taboo!" Master Yuan also felt a little creepy in his heart.

The last time this was done was Confucianism.

The child is silent and strange.

Confucianism back then advocated that all people do not believe in gods and Buddhas, which once led to a substantial and permanent reduction in the number of sect spirit lines.

After many wars, Confucianism was completely suppressed and wiped out.

As a result, how many years have passed since Confucianism disappeared, and now a new concept of human immortality has emerged? ?

"This world is really about to be in chaos." The ominous premonition in Master Yuan's heart became stronger and stronger.

In every troubled time, there must be evil spirits appearing on the river, disturbing the country and the world.

It was true in Confucianism at the beginning, and it is also true in the way of immortality now.

"Come on!" He suddenly yelled in a shrill voice.

"Here!" A little monk quickly entered the door.

"Notify the Yasha Temple that Yuanfeng is dead, so that the great master behind can worship God to make up the quota." Master Yuan said calmly.

"Ah" the little novice stood there, a little embarrassed and did not move.

"What? Can't understand what I said!?" Master Yuan's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the other party.

The little novice shuddered all over.

"No, the abbot! Just yesterday, the great masters of the Yasha Hall and the Shura Hall left overnight. Now. Today"

Master Yuan suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

"Say!"

"Yes! Now there is only one candidate grand master in the two temples. The other three. All ran away!" The novice wanted to cry without tears, and hurriedly finished all the words.

(end of this chapter)