Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 130 Death Crisis (55)

but.

When the bloody light curtain was pulled up just now, everyone, including Han Yi, did not escape.

In the cave world, they have an immortal body, so why run away, escaped, how can they grab the Yujing Taixu Token.

The more than 30 legends in the ruins had dispersed as soon as the heartbeat came.

Although they are not afraid, they are also unwilling to make wedding dresses for others. Seeing that Yujing Taixuling is about to be born, it would be a great pity if they were killed and eliminated at this time.

boom.

The ruins below the Devil Emperor's corpse suddenly blasted a passage from bottom to top, and the gentle heartbeat became clearer all of a sudden.

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A demon stepped on the fallen ruins and gradually came out.

This demon has an old face, but its height is the tallest demon Han Yi has ever seen. It is a full ten meters tall. Standing up and overlooking the crowd, it looks like a demon god standing upright.

As soon as he walked out, he didn't look at the crowd, but looked up into the air, and then grinned, first lightly, then loudly, and then wildly...

At the beginning, everyone didn't pay attention to it, but as he roared and laughed, a terrifying aura rose up, and everyone was instantly shocked. Even the many legendary Qi practitioners who had retreated a few hundred meters had changed their expressions.

"Critical state?"

"Impossible, it is impossible for Chaozhen Taixutian to still have critical alien races."

A young monk who was standing in the void and didn't see any magic weapon he was using, saw the demon clearly, and exclaimed, his face was no longer as simple as ugly, but a little scared.

"Eldest brother, what critical state are you talking about?" Six meters away from the young man, the holy girl of Yujing Mountain and the girl with a knife asked doubtfully.

The young man called the big brother by the girl dragging the knife took a deep breath and quickly explained in a deep voice: "The critical state is the highest strength set on the interface of this world's rules. It is only one step away from breaking the rules of this world. And if this rule is broken, this alien race can break through the barriers of the world and leave this world."

"In theory, although the critical state exists, it was further suppressed by the patriarch 3000 years ago. In this world, the demon body of the demon race is the tallest. It is no longer the ten meters of the critical state, but nine meters."

"Because, the critical state is too dangerous. Maybe the foreign race can suddenly use foreign objects to bypass the rules and break through to more than ten meters. Once it breaks through, the rules of the world will no longer suppress it. Chaozhen Taixutian will be extremely dangerous. As for what danger specifically refers to, the Patriarch did not say."

Although the young monk's words were not very loud, everyone in the square could hear them clearly. When they heard it, they were only concerned with the solemnity of the ten-meter-high demon, and they were not afraid.

"Little baby, you actually know the critical state."

"However, no matter what you know, you guys, you have to...die!"

Before the word "death" fell, the ten-meter-high terrifying demon had disappeared in place, appeared in front of the young man, and punched out.

The old face did not affect its Xeon's strength.

As if time had been frozen repeatedly, Han Yi, who was standing in the square opposite the youth, could not describe this punch.

Less than a tenth of an instant.

He just saw the newly-appeared ten-meter demon clan, moving, no, because its speed was too fast, in front of Han Yi, it was like a teleportation, the demon clan teleported to the senior brother of Yujingshan Qi training period, and then punched out.

The entire space of the square suddenly shook.

The power compressed to the extreme starts from the fist of the demon clan, and radiates in front of it in a fan shape.

The young man, his body flickered with light frantically, and the light was overwhelmed, swallowed, and dissipated by the violent power.

Rumble.

Only the knife-wielding girl who was a little farther away from the young man was blown away by the aftermath, while the other three legendary qi practitioners who were farther away were so shocked that they lost their voices.

Behind the young monks of Yujing Mountain, separated by thousands of meters, there are more than 70 peak Qi training monks standing on the edge of the square.

Han Yi, who was standing on the edge of the square in the direction behind the demons, suddenly had some kind of great terror in his heart, and reached the commanding heights as soon as he appeared.

This kind of horror appeared once before in the Cang tribe of the Black Demon Clan, but that time was different from this time. That time, the great horror that emerged in Han Yi's heart appeared at the moment of death. limited.

But this time was different, he watched the Demon God punch out a blank area with a width of one thousand meters. In this blank area, three legendary Qi practitioners were still standing there before the last tenth of a second. , more than 70 monks at the peak of Qi training.

Han Yi couldn't find words to describe it, because he felt that horror was not enough to describe this punch.

"Haha, you all have to die."

"Let me tell you, make the fear stronger."

"This shroud is said to be from the ancient times. When this world was just born, a certain innate and sacred innate spirit treasure could separate the world from the earth."

"The so-called isolation of heaven and earth means that the space inside this shroud is completely different from the rules of space outside. If you are killed by me here, your souls will belong to me."

"Instead of returning to the so-called too illusory realm in your mouth."

"Fear, yes, yes, I smell fear."

"However, it's not enough. The more of this kind of fear before death, the better. My soul and flesh and blood can forge my path to a demon god."

"Kill you and break through the critical state imposed by you, then I can leave this world and escape into the myriad worlds. From then on, I will no longer be restricted, and the way of magic will be unblocked."

"I've been waiting for thousands of years."

It seems that in order to let the many human monks in the cage feel the real fear of death, this Demon Race told the truth about this place and the conspiracy he had planned for countless years.

Speaking of this, this ten-meter-tall old demon no longer laughed wildly, but regained his composure. He laughed wildly as soon as he came out just now, which was an emotion that had been suppressed for thousands of years.

At this moment, this kind of useless emotion has been vented, it is time to wait for many bugs to be crushed to death, and pave the way for his own demon god.

And this moment.

After the demon statue finished speaking these words, the people who were still alive turned their heads to look at the fan-shaped area blasted out by the punch. There were bloodstains on it, and some of them were not completely wiped out by the punch. It became powder, but kept a small number of corpses.

Normally in the cave world, when a monk dies, the imprint of Chaozhen will work, and the Taixu body will return to the Taixu illusory realm, so there is no possibility of corpses.

And the corpses at this moment all reflected that the person the demon said was true. When they thought that if they died here, they would not be resurrected in the illusory realm, everyone panicked instantly.

Hundreds of peak Qi practitioners, some of them turned around and wanted to escape, but were blocked by the bloody light curtain. No matter how they attacked, or even self-destructed magical weapons, they couldn't make the bloody light curtain move.

There was also a legendary Qi training, turned around, and the top-quality magic weapon bombarded the blood-colored light curtain, but it was the same result, the light curtain remained the same, not even leaving a trace.

And with a punch, the old demon who stood in front of the young man didn't want to harvest quickly, but to make the atmosphere of fear more intense, so that he was more confident of breaking through.

"Join hands and kill him."

Among the monks of Yujing Mountain, among the four who survived, someone let out a soft shout, and murderous intent rose in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)