Chapter 511: Heavenly Backlash
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The Earth Conquers All Worlds
- Desperate Lamb
- 1386 characters
- 2021-01-30 08:05:47
The map projected by the system in front of him turned into a light blue spot and disappeared into the air.
"Counting Dao is a discipline of cultivating immortals derived from the innate hexagrams of the cultivators and the big data of modern civilization. It is extremely difficult. I have never seen a player who specializes in numeracy."
Zhao Shi sat cross-legged silently at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, with a killing intent: "However, this must be based on cultivating immortals, must integrate his own soul into the heavens and the earth, and use his own heart to unite with the heavens, which is extremely fragile. when."
Cangqing is still an unfamiliar world for players. All aspects of data are missing. There are no satellites in the sky, and there is no aura observatory on the ground. The big data on the scientific side can play an extremely limited role.
There was a bright red light spot in the sky, which was suddenly enlarged to a size of 1,500 kilometers, forming a turbulent sea of blood, in which the spirit of heaven and earth gathered.
Bloody brilliance fell on the earth.
"Blood Star!"
The mortals and monsters on the ground were shocked to discover that a red star that was hundreds of times larger than the sun suddenly appeared in the sky, and their hearts were inexplicably cold, and they couldn't help but bow down to the sky in fear.
In the crashing waves, Zhao Shi's divine consciousness spread out little by little, using himself as the center of the circle to spread in all directions, and soon passed the scope of the blood sea.
Continue to unfold, one thousand eight hundred kilometers, two thousand kilometers, two thousand five hundred kilometers...
Divine consciousness distance and attack distance cannot be the same. After exceeding the range of 1,500 kilometers, Zhao Shi's power projection ability will decrease every time he leaves.
By the time of two thousand kilometers, he could not kill a condensed realm immortal cultivator, and after two thousand five hundred kilometers, he could barely kill a mosquito.
The scope of the divine consciousness continued to spread, and continued to spread, until it reached about four thousand kilometers.
At this distance, not to mention the power projection ability, even the detection ability of the divine consciousness has begun to blur, and it can be seen clearly in a large range, but the accuracy has been reduced to less than 100 meters.
The long extension of the divine consciousness caused Zhao Shi's divine soul to start to feel pain like a heart, and he had to stop the expansion of his divine consciousness.
The sea of blood was violent, and the spiritual energy of the world was turbulent, but his heart lake was calm, his heart was empty, and he completely entered a state of no thinking.
The sound of wind and the flow of wind are much more ups and downs than the flow of water waves. They change rapidly and have no upper and lower boundaries, and they soon mix with wind in other directions.
The surrounding auras are also clearly visible in his mind, the blue water aura, the green wood aura, the yellow soil aura, the red fire aura, and the white metal aura.
The five attributes of auras are mixed together to form a vast and boundless ocean of auras. They change with the flow of the blood sea and form a colorful silky scroll.
Suddenly, a light gray thread appeared in this picture scroll, which was fleeting.
"Got you!"
In the intense killing intent, the world suddenly darkened, and the icy blood and sword intent enveloped this area of more than four thousand kilometers, making the light gray silk thread reappear.
A crimson soul sword emerged, fixing the thin light gray thread that was twisting like a snake, and cutting it into two.
Ear-piercing soul screams resounded in this empty sky, with extreme pain and resentment, as if someone pierced the fingernails of ten fingers with a fine needle, and then pulled them out.
"Ah! How dare you, I want to kill you! I want..."
However, Zhao Shi's attack was more than that. The gray little snake that had been cut in two rose up and soared up crimson blood inflammation, spreading and expanding quickly to the vicinity.
Like a lighted spider web, it quickly burned the large gray network that appeared around it, swept away the slight and unknown source of pressure that had been pressing on Zhao Shi's heart.
More than that, after burning the gray net on top of Zhao Shitou, Hongyan, which contained Zhao Shitian's blood sea sword intent, burned along a thin line to the far distance, and soon disappeared.
Zhongyu, formerly known as Xingchen Pavilion, was located on the highest star-gazing platform in Zhongyu, where the cultivators of the late Yuan Ying stage were seated, and suddenly a painful roar came.
"Zhao Shi, rubbish, bastard, I am going to kill you!"
In the early days of a golden core on the stargazing platform, a young man with big ears, whose mana was in harmony with the heavens and the earth, had disappeared like a fairy, his face was twisted and wrinkled, revealing bloodstains interlaced, terrifying.
He held his head tightly with both hands, rolling all over, with a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth, nose and eyes.
"Fate! What happened to you?"
The teenagers around him who had a similar atmosphere with the heavens and the earth were shocked, and quickly floated him up, inputting mana to stabilize the mania in his body.
The fate of getting the help of a source of power finally eased slightly, but the breath of the whole body suddenly dropped by a large amount, and the soul was broken, and it would take at least five or six years to repair.
After a while, his face with bloodstains on his face calmed down because of the violent distortion, and his eyes calmed down: "White, it is Zhao Shi. You inform Yuan Qianjun that Zhao Shi has penetrated my surveillance and you make him think. Method."
His eyes are full of fear, and his heart is lingering. It is no wonder that the path of destiny and secrets mentioned the consequences of backlash in all the collections.
Ordinary cultivators, even those in the Nascent Soul Stage, will undoubtedly die under such backlash.
He is still alive, and it only takes five or six years to repair, all with the help of the system.
"Can't monitor Zhao Shi anymore?"
Bai was taken aback, did not dare to delay, and quickly notified Yuan Qianjun of this information.
As the only group war king who has been promoted to the Golden Core Stage so far, the Yuan Qianjun has an important position in their planning and must not be lost.
Fate can't control these, and said coldly: "We must report to the Central Committee immediately. Zhao Shi is an unexpected variable. We must use all our strength to kill him immediately."
"Bai, you have to help me, there is a flaw in my way of heaven, a permanent flaw, and he must be completely eliminated."
His face was grim and cold, and his murderous intent was ups and downs, and his surroundings were plunged into the ultimate ice abyss.
"Not easy. The current player power is still weak in front of the natives."
Bai pondered for a moment: "But we are united by the two of us, plus the four people who have been jumping up and down these days, so that we are sure..."
In the Southern Territory, Zhao Shi at an altitude of 10,000 meters did not pay attention to a mere golden core early heaven-level king, staring at a certain part of the sky, turning into a red sword light and flying to the distance, killing intent.
"Yuan Qianjun, I finally found you, I miss you very much."
In the light gray network, his sword intent of the sea of blood found a spot where tens of thousands of players from the Realm of Condensation gathered.
It was surprisingly the area he had passed through and scanned several times before, but each time it was exactly 10,000 kilometers away, allowing them to hide.
The number of roads is worthy of being the strangest road to immortality in the hearts of players and the Cangqing natives. It is really mysterious.
The next time you see this player, you must kill him, until he becomes a mortal, this kind of power cannot be controlled by anyone other than him.