Chapter 170 The Eight Immortals Cross the Sea, Each Showing Their Magical Powers
Chapter 170 The Eight Immortals Cross the Sea, Each Showing Their Magical Powers
Chu Xiu's eyes were full of golden light, and his arms were muscular.
He punched out one punch after another.
The Immortal King above him was in a strange state, and he opened his mouth and shouted, with the sound of Tao rolling.
The statues within a thousand-meter radius were shaken, their bodies stiffened, and their steps stopped.
On the other side.
The body of the Emperor Butterfly Girl swelled like an ancient giant reborn.
It held two huge axes and danced tightly.
She knocked away pieces of statues.
She was worthy of being a heavenly demon and barbarian god body. Her physical dominance was on par with Chu Xiu.
The Jiang family, the Ye family, and the Ji family were also extremely powerful.
They had a strong foundation. They used various means to stabilize the situation quickly.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang, with the Divine Source Aquarius Seal on his head and the Spirit Source Divine Body, was fully activated, like a small sun, dazzling and eye-catching.
With a roll of his sleeves, endless purple light flew out, cutting down the statues before him and forming a fan-shaped gap for people to pass quickly.
The Barbarian God Son, the Barbarian Dragon.
His upper body was naked, and his skin was like cast black iron. He smashed a huge mace several meters long, and many statues flew out.
The Barbarians were good at fighting and crazy about fighting.
The tribesmen following him were red-eyed and crazy, and they rushed out of the formation to fight the statues to the death.
The consequences are self-evident.
They were naturally submerged by the statues and torn into pieces.
The team that suffered the most losses was the Tian Yaozi team.
Tian Yaozi was a madman.
He didn't care about the life and death of his teammates.
He rushed to the front alone.
To cooperate with him.
His teammates had to grit their teeth and follow.
As a result, the formation was in chaos.
The statues quickly devoured them, and their lives were ruthlessly harvested.
In less than a quarter of an hour.
389 people, half of them died.
On the other hand, Chu Xiu had the least number of people. The number of people who died was also the lowest. Of course, Chu Xiu and Yao Chi Saint played a key role.
Chu Xiu's holy body vision was extremely powerful and suppressed everything.
No matter how strong the statues were or how many there were, their strength would be weakened by several percent when they rushed before him.
And Yao Chi Saint Feng Yao, with an innate Taoist body, was born in harmony with the Tao.
She had magical powers at her fingertips and continuously shared much of the pressure for Chu Xiu. At this time, the outside world saw the following scene.
Like six sharp knives, six teams fiercely stabbed into the tide of black statues.
Continuously, with difficulty moving forward.
Tian Yaozi's team is at the front.
Followed by Chu Xiu.
Then, the Holy Son of Yaoguang. Then, the Butterfly Emperor's daughter. Ji family, Ye family, Jiang family...., and finally, the fighting maniacs in the Manshen tribe.
"Haha, Master Yunxia, look at how well your Saint Son cooperates with our Saint Girl."
"Ancient Saint Body, Innate Dao Body, a perfect match!" Qi Meng came to Qi Mengdie and said with a smile. Qi Mengdie raised her eyebrows and said nothing.
She thought Chu Xiu would give up the others and breakthrough alone. Unexpectedly, he would bring other disciples with him.
Could it be that he has changed his nature? Other great saints were also discussed. They were quite surprised at Chu Xiu's fighting power.
Those statues were all in the realm of magical powers. He knocked them away with three punches and two kicks.
It was too strong.
The low-level cultivators who did not choose to enter. Seeing the scenes in the secret place, their backs were soaked with cold sweat. Horrible. Too horrible. Fortunately, they did not go in.
Otherwise, they might be the ones to die.
"It's so tragic."
"The people in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley died too quickly. Half of them died when they were only halfway through the attack. By the time they reach the second level, I'm afraid only a few people will be left."
"The Barbarian God Tribe is too. Too tough. Some people are so stubborn that they fight to the death with statues...."
"The Holy Son Yaoguang is indeed powerful. He deserves to be the number one on the Little Saint List of the younger generation of the human race."
"The most powerful is the Silver Moon Butterfly Mountain princess. She has the Heavenly Demon Barbarian God Body... and is invincible."
"Haha, the human race's saint body is not bad either. She is only at the Dao Palace level and can't get close to a group of statues.
Her defense is impenetrable with the various magical powers of the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi."
"Well, their team did have the least deaths..."
Looking at Chu Xiu, who was like a god or demon descended to the earth in a secret place.
Tai Su, a veteran great sage, nodded, his eyes full of admiration.
"The Holy Lord was right to choose Chu Xiu as his son. With such fighting power, if he can grow up... he will be invincible."
"Indeed."
The head of Tianxing Peak nodded, "If he combines the sword intent with the boxing skills and then matches it with the holy body vision, he will have no worries in the first level."
Mo Feiyan clasped her hands together, staring at the secret place without blinking.
"Your Highness, you must be safe."
Buzz————
Boom————
Chu Xiu punched hundreds of statues away, his black hair flying, and took a deep breath.
His divine thoughts spread and scanned all directions.
"Feng Yao, how are you?"
"I'm fine..."
"Retain your strength."
"In case the demon barbarians attack you by surprise."
"Yeah."
Feng Yao pinched the seal with one hand, and thousands of flowers flew, swirling in all directions, forming a petal tornado.
Protecting the Tai Su in the middle, the disciples of Yao Chi.
Ye Fan fought bloody battles.
Although not as strong as Chu Xiu and Feng Yao.
But it's not weak, either.
Even if he faces one or two statues, he can still fight.
He looked at Chu Xiu's back.
His eyes were full of hope.
"When will I be as strong as Brother Chu..."
I couldn't help but recall the Wild Monster Secret Realm scene, where the other party used lightning to kill hundreds of thousands of monsters.
"When can I catch up with him..."
There is still one thousand meters to the second level.
Eight hundred meters.
Six hundred meters.
The closer they get to the finish line.
The statues are getting crazier.
Roaring, they are surrounding them... densely packed, layered.
These things are not only strong in defense but also so simple.
They can't be killed. Even if broken into pieces, they will quickly recover and continue to fight.
Continuous, over and over again.
Chu Xiu, who has read the strategy, knows the most dangerous moment has come.
"Speed up, rush over with all your strength."
'Kill...'
At this moment, Chu Xiu opened fire.
The Immortal King is in the sky, along with the mixed-green lotus, the splendid mountain and river map, and the Saint King's dojo.
The four major visions emerged, trying to force a way out.
Regardless of their injuries, they also want to keep more people alive.
"Kill————"
"Suppress it."
The golden blood rushed into the sky like wolf smoke, piercing people's eyes and hurting...
Chu Xiu's move was a mockery, attracting many statues to besiege him.
Even though he had achieved a minor success in his holy body, he was bitten and bleeding... extremely miserable.
He coughed up blood, and his eyes were extremely cold.
He punched out one punch after another.
Seeing this scene.
The Tai Su and Yao Chi disciples behind him had red eyes and clenched fists.
"The Holy Son is willing to get hurt himself to open a way for us."
"Kill..."
"Kill with His Highness..."
There was a female disciple of Yao Chi with tears in her eyes.
"I was initially dissatisfied with the Saint Girl pursuing the Holy Son... Now I finally understand that it turns out that Your Highness, the Holy Son, the world is worth it... I am superficial."