Chapter 502: 502 Changes One

Chapter 502: 502 Changes One

"That spirit general is actually dead!?"

On the mountainside in the distance, the goddess supported Dongfang Mu who stopped the bleeding, together with Ran Xinyue, who was pale, looked towards this side from a distance.

The moment Sang Lan finally exploded and turned into a mass 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 for the magic soldier to hold it in order to be injured. 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 it was a difficult fight, he did indeed kill the Spirit General once." Dongfang Mu said with a complicated expression.

He had lived long enough and seen enough to know what it meant.

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

Whether it's offense or defense, even if he holds the magic weapon and unlocks it, he can only protect himself at most.

Once the other party is forced to descend, the final result is that he will definitely die.

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

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

"A new extreme state?" Tiannv watched Zhang Rongfang from afar, with an inexplicable sense of witnessing the times in her heart.

Being able to kill a spirit general represents the concept of immortality, and it is truly considered to be on the top level of the entire world.

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

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

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

Immortals, Immortals, Immortals

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.

Already numb.

Although I was shocked again now, 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 who is a 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 girls 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."

Although his body had fully grown back at this time, he had lost so much essence and blood, and had regenerated a new arm. He had suffered so many injuries, and his vitality was severely injured for a while, and he was very weak.

These are all good, just need to suck 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.

It is unknown 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, breaking through Sang Lan's suppression of the will field of descending spirit.

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

This speaks volumes. He faintly has the style of Confucianism

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

Apart from the top few people from all 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 and have no rivals.

And now this battle, I am afraid that in the future, the area of ​​Human Immortal 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 temple master, 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 facial expressions are 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.

To be able to fight a spirit general and a great master for so long before his arrival, and to defeat one of the great god-worshiping masters 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... yes, no." Dongfang Mu nodded, then 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 power 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.

Unexpectedly, after Chen Junchen 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 a low class, and it is tied with a prostitute. 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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The moment 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 the places where gods and Buddhas are enshrined, at this moment, with the spread of the invisible signal, new signals are slightly fed back.

'Taboo. '

'Taboo. '

'Taboo. '

'Taboo. '

One after another oracle fell into the minds of priests, monks, monks, and Taoists praying in front of the statue like raindrops.

Xizong Zhenfo Temple, inside the Maitreya Hall.

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

"Sang Lan." His face was rounded into a ball, and his facial features were 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 protective spirit 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 of a spirit thread attached to 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 made the move? Reverse Time Society? Shinichi? Dao? Or the hidden power of the Five Kings?"

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

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

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

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

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

Even Master Yuan didn'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 actually 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 smashed and part of it dissipated!

This kind of dissipation represents a permanent loss!

So in the end, the God 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 son is silent and strange.

At that time, Confucianism advocated that everyone should not believe in gods and Buddhas, which once led to a substantial and permanent reduction in the number of spiritual lines of the sect.

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

As a result, Confucianism has only disappeared for how many years, and now a new concept of human immortality has emerged? ?

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

Every time in troubled times, there will be evil spirits appearing on the river, disturbing the country and the world.

This was the case with Confucianism at the beginning, and it is also the case with the way of immortality now.

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

"Here!" A young novice quickly entered the door.

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

"Uh..." the little novice stood there, a little embarrassed and didn't move.

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

The little novice shuddered.

"No abbot! Just yesterday, in the Yasha Hall and the Asura Hall, all the great masters left overnight. Now...now"

Master Yuan suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

"explain!"

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