Chapter 1489
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Wa Wa Nu
Of course, the so-called full-attribute saint is only a matter of the future.
Now they all looked up at the sky.
Originally, they thought they were very powerful.
To be able to increase the combat effectiveness to such a level in such a short period of time.
That is definitely an existence that no one can believe.
However, they did it.
Hundreds of years of practice are comparable to the achievements of other people's practice for hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years.
Moreover, these people practice very powerful combat skills.
Moreover, everyone practices more than one kind.
Similarly, because there are many detours in the middle, the exercises practiced by these people are not complicated at all.
There are even many people who practice the same top-level kung fu, which can concentrate all energy during battle.
This is definitely the effect of one plus one greater than two.
Although these people may not be the opponents of those battle-tested quasi-sages when fighting alone, but once united, these quasi-sages of the military system are definitely the nightmare of all quasi-sages.
Even saints can only back away from these quasi-sages.
Of course, this is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that behind these quasi-sages, there are tens of millions of strong men with a combat power of more than 3000 yuan.
These strong men may break through to the realm of 4000 yuan combat power at any time and become quasi-sages.
Tens of millions of quasi-sages.
Even the most powerful Chosen One, Small World, might not be so terrifying.
However, at this moment, these powerful quasi-sages could only look up at the sky and the attack that was about to fall.
Everyone knows that if they and others can block this blow, then there is still hope for them.
There is still a certain amount of time to grow, grow into the strongest, and step on this so-called strong man of the Demon Race.
Because they are geniuses.
A genius who was able to grow to such a terrifying level in just a few hundred years.
No matter in that world, they are all amazingly talented existences.
It's just that, no matter how powerful a genius is, if he can't grow up, then he is nothing.
"You must hold on."
At this moment, no matter whether it was the aloof Jade Emperor or the most ordinary heavenly soldiers and generals, they all looked up at the attack that was getting closer and closer.
Win or lose, in one fell swoop.
Nearly.
closer.
Finally, under everyone's attention, the two fists collided lightly.
Nothing earth-shattering, nor deafening.
Some only have silent collisions, quietly annihilated.
Both the fleshy fist and the dark red fist were disappearing rapidly at the same time.
However, there was a wave of despair in everyone's heart.
That's right, at that moment, the fist of flesh and blood was completely annihilated and disappeared without a trace.
And that dark red fist consumed nine tenths of it.
However, there is still one tenth left.
The fist with only one-tenth of the energy remaining, after annihilating the fist of flesh and blood, opened slowly again, turned into a big hand, and pressed fiercely towards the small world of No. [-] Chosen One.
"Failed."
A trace of despair flashed across the Jade Emperor's face.
He never expected that Liu Jiangtao's world would be so powerful.
The Jade Emperor, who had sworn to himself and felt that he must be very powerful, actually found out that he was like a child when he participated in the battle for the first time.
The cultivation of the so-called powerful quasi-sage realm is not enough to look at in front of the opponent.
The quasi-sage, in his own world, can walk sideways, but in this world, he is just a slightly stronger monk.
Even, there are countless strong men behind him. Those strong men have practiced for a much shorter time than him, but their combat power is already very close to that of quasi-sage.
In the past, he looked down on the human race the most.
There is no way, the talent of the people of the human race is really too bad.
Not only the Jade Emperor, but in any world, as long as it is not a world composed entirely of human races, those worlds will feel that human races are a burden.
A cowardly body, a foundation so inferior that it is almost unbearable to look directly at it.
In an environment where the jungle preys on the weak, the human race is simply not suitable for participating in the competition.
However, when the practice really started, they discovered that compared with the human race, the so-called god race, the so-called witch race, the so-called demon race, the so-called elves, and the so-called whatever, etc., are all useless.
The talent of the human race is really amazing.
The speed of practice is too fast.
Whether it is the Jade Emperor in the world of lotus lanterns, or the Yan Emperor in the world of Jingwei, etc., everyone knows that as long as these human races in the world of the Three Kingdoms are given a period of time, then the world of the Three Kingdoms will definitely be the most powerful one under Liu Jiangtao. strength.
none of them.
But now, everything is over.
They tried their best and bet everything, but they still lost in the end.
Just when everyone was desperate, the dark red palm slowly fell down.
It fell on the small world of the No. [-] Chosen One.
However, it was only for a moment, and the three strong men at the saint level, the flat peach tree, the bodhi tree and the iron sword tree, shook their bodies quickly at the same time.
Then, rays of light shot up into the sky.
The three tall trees, which are thousands of feet tall, directly cast their spells on the heavens and the earth.
They were originally thousands of feet tall, but at this moment, they began to grow rapidly and become larger.
Five thousand feet, ten thousand feet, thirty thousand feet, fifty thousand feet, one hundred thousand feet!
At the same time, the palm that was originally pressed on the small world of No. [-] Chosen One was also pushed up abruptly.
Five thousand feet, ten thousand feet, thirty thousand feet, fifty thousand feet...
Seeing this scene, everyone was in a state of mind, and their faces couldn't help showing ecstasy.
saint.
That's right, they still have three saint-level existences.
They are only quasi-sages. Together, they can be compared to saints and defeat saints.
However, no matter how extravagant they say, they are not saints.
As the saying goes, under a saint, everyone is an ant.
They can't do it anymore, but there are still three saints.
"Ancestor Bodhi, come on, block it."
Marshal Canopy shouted excitedly.
He has drunk the most Enlightenment tea recently, and because of the weak water, the current Marshal Peng is too difficult, and his combat power has reached 99 yuan, and he is just a step away from breaking through to 4000 yuan. St.
Originally, this kick required at least thousands or even tens of thousands of years of training, but at the moment of the life-and-death struggle just now, the canopy broke through.
However, even if he breaks through, he is only a quasi-sage.
Everyone knows that now, the key to victory or defeat lies in the saint on their side.
If the saint on his side can persist in blocking the opponent's attack, then there is still hope for everything.
Now they all looked up at the sky.
Originally, they thought they were very powerful.
To be able to increase the combat effectiveness to such a level in such a short period of time.
That is definitely an existence that no one can believe.
However, they did it.
Hundreds of years of practice are comparable to the achievements of other people's practice for hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years.
Moreover, these people practice very powerful combat skills.
Moreover, everyone practices more than one kind.
Similarly, because there are many detours in the middle, the exercises practiced by these people are not complicated at all.
There are even many people who practice the same top-level kung fu, which can concentrate all energy during battle.
This is definitely the effect of one plus one greater than two.
Although these people may not be the opponents of those battle-tested quasi-sages when fighting alone, but once united, these quasi-sages of the military system are definitely the nightmare of all quasi-sages.
Even saints can only back away from these quasi-sages.
Of course, this is not the scariest thing. The scariest thing is that behind these quasi-sages, there are tens of millions of strong men with a combat power of more than 3000 yuan.
These strong men may break through to the realm of 4000 yuan combat power at any time and become quasi-sages.
Tens of millions of quasi-sages.
Even the most powerful Chosen One, Small World, might not be so terrifying.
However, at this moment, these powerful quasi-sages could only look up at the sky and the attack that was about to fall.
Everyone knows that if they and others can block this blow, then there is still hope for them.
There is still a certain amount of time to grow, grow into the strongest, and step on this so-called strong man of the Demon Race.
Because they are geniuses.
A genius who was able to grow to such a terrifying level in just a few hundred years.
No matter in that world, they are all amazingly talented existences.
It's just that, no matter how powerful a genius is, if he can't grow up, then he is nothing.
"You must hold on."
At this moment, no matter whether it was the aloof Jade Emperor or the most ordinary heavenly soldiers and generals, they all looked up at the attack that was getting closer and closer.
Win or lose, in one fell swoop.
Nearly.
closer.
Finally, under everyone's attention, the two fists collided lightly.
Nothing earth-shattering, nor deafening.
Some only have silent collisions, quietly annihilated.
Both the fleshy fist and the dark red fist were disappearing rapidly at the same time.
However, there was a wave of despair in everyone's heart.
That's right, at that moment, the fist of flesh and blood was completely annihilated and disappeared without a trace.
And that dark red fist consumed nine tenths of it.
However, there is still one tenth left.
The fist with only one-tenth of the energy remaining, after annihilating the fist of flesh and blood, opened slowly again, turned into a big hand, and pressed fiercely towards the small world of No. [-] Chosen One.
"Failed."
A trace of despair flashed across the Jade Emperor's face.
He never expected that Liu Jiangtao's world would be so powerful.
The Jade Emperor, who had sworn to himself and felt that he must be very powerful, actually found out that he was like a child when he participated in the battle for the first time.
The cultivation of the so-called powerful quasi-sage realm is not enough to look at in front of the opponent.
The quasi-sage, in his own world, can walk sideways, but in this world, he is just a slightly stronger monk.
Even, there are countless strong men behind him. Those strong men have practiced for a much shorter time than him, but their combat power is already very close to that of quasi-sage.
In the past, he looked down on the human race the most.
There is no way, the talent of the people of the human race is really too bad.
Not only the Jade Emperor, but in any world, as long as it is not a world composed entirely of human races, those worlds will feel that human races are a burden.
A cowardly body, a foundation so inferior that it is almost unbearable to look directly at it.
In an environment where the jungle preys on the weak, the human race is simply not suitable for participating in the competition.
However, when the practice really started, they discovered that compared with the human race, the so-called god race, the so-called witch race, the so-called demon race, the so-called elves, and the so-called whatever, etc., are all useless.
The talent of the human race is really amazing.
The speed of practice is too fast.
Whether it is the Jade Emperor in the world of lotus lanterns, or the Yan Emperor in the world of Jingwei, etc., everyone knows that as long as these human races in the world of the Three Kingdoms are given a period of time, then the world of the Three Kingdoms will definitely be the most powerful one under Liu Jiangtao. strength.
none of them.
But now, everything is over.
They tried their best and bet everything, but they still lost in the end.
Just when everyone was desperate, the dark red palm slowly fell down.
It fell on the small world of the No. [-] Chosen One.
However, it was only for a moment, and the three strong men at the saint level, the flat peach tree, the bodhi tree and the iron sword tree, shook their bodies quickly at the same time.
Then, rays of light shot up into the sky.
The three tall trees, which are thousands of feet tall, directly cast their spells on the heavens and the earth.
They were originally thousands of feet tall, but at this moment, they began to grow rapidly and become larger.
Five thousand feet, ten thousand feet, thirty thousand feet, fifty thousand feet, one hundred thousand feet!
At the same time, the palm that was originally pressed on the small world of No. [-] Chosen One was also pushed up abruptly.
Five thousand feet, ten thousand feet, thirty thousand feet, fifty thousand feet...
Seeing this scene, everyone was in a state of mind, and their faces couldn't help showing ecstasy.
saint.
That's right, they still have three saint-level existences.
They are only quasi-sages. Together, they can be compared to saints and defeat saints.
However, no matter how extravagant they say, they are not saints.
As the saying goes, under a saint, everyone is an ant.
They can't do it anymore, but there are still three saints.
"Ancestor Bodhi, come on, block it."
Marshal Canopy shouted excitedly.
He has drunk the most Enlightenment tea recently, and because of the weak water, the current Marshal Peng is too difficult, and his combat power has reached 99 yuan, and he is just a step away from breaking through to 4000 yuan. St.
Originally, this kick required at least thousands or even tens of thousands of years of training, but at the moment of the life-and-death struggle just now, the canopy broke through.
However, even if he breaks through, he is only a quasi-sage.
Everyone knows that now, the key to victory or defeat lies in the saint on their side.
If the saint on his side can persist in blocking the opponent's attack, then there is still hope for everything.
