Chapter 415 Sense Deprivation

The heart of a warrior lies in the abundance of Qi.

If your heart is strong and your courage is strong, you will be fearless and never stop.

Dare to shake your fist at those who are stronger, breathe a sigh of relief in your chest, forge ahead resolutely, and never stop.

Of course, this ancient holy king has no such thing at the moment.

Ever since he abandoned his sword and ran for his life, he had completely lost his spirit and courage.

But at this time, he smelled of alcohol and was decadent and violent, lacking the nobility that a warrior should have.

Next to him, Green Mountain God Golden Teeth emerged from the formation: "Give me a quarter of a minute, and I will take care of this person."

The demons danced and laughed, not thinking that the Holy King was scary. Some demons even laughed and asked the golden tooth: "Mountain God! You can just leave this kind of cripple to us. Why do you have the nerve to ask you to do it yourself?" ?”

As they spoke, these monsters licked their lips and fangs.

Jin Teeth was a little disgusted, but he didn't show it. He just said: "At least I dare to stand up now, which is worthy of respect. Although I, Jin Teeth, are cruel, I am not courageous."

After saying this, he saw him leaving the array and facing the ancient holy king of the Holy Flame Tribe who was flying towards him.

The demons didn't take it seriously and immediately left far away to avoid being affected by the aftermath of the battle.

I say I look down upon them, but after all, they are two sixth-grade men who are fighting fiercely. I am afraid they are not that easy to get along with. The strongest among them is only seventh-grade. If they do not form a military formation, it will be difficult to resist the aftermath of the sixth-grade battle.

On the side of the Holy King.

Looking at the huge tiger image floating in the distance, outside the world, his wings trembled.

A sense of soreness welled up from the soles of his feet and spread all over his body.

The scene of that battle in the past came to mind.

He no longer knew why he was flying, so he could only fly forward driven by instinct.

There was an unbearable staleness in his lungs, and the pain was intense.

It felt like I had almost lost consciousness. It made my head hurt and I was dizzy. My hands and feet were twitching completely involuntarily and uncontrollably.

Lack of oxygen?

Definitely not, sixth grade, it doesn't matter even if you don't breathe.

Back then, his sword could cut through mountains and seas and rule the entire world.

But...that battle in the past...

Even if you cut through the mountains and seas, the sky cannot restrain you.

so what? Can you break through that palm?

The so-called mountains and seas can only be overturned by the opponent's palm.

The Holy King, under the influence of alcohol, finally lost his energy and courage, which he had finally worked up.

However, his reason told him that at this time, even if it was not out of will, even if it was just to help Xiao Er escape, he should take action.

He must take action, must...

With deep agitation, martial arts inner energy surged out and covered the fist.

The fist force poured out like a storm, and the inner energy gradually solidified! Standing high on the sky and on the ground, he punched the air, as if thousands of thunders exploded at once, the blue sky howled, and the earth bowed in submission!

However, Jin Teeth gently exhaled a breath of golden energy.

Just like the golden thread that Li Qi used back then, it pierced out with a swish of speed at a speed that exceeded the limit of heaven!

Give it a try! Pierce the fist intention, disperse the inner energy, and directly hit the Holy King, knocking him away far away.

However, Jin Teeth did not pursue him, but said slowly: "Take it, stand up and continue. You are not good at using fists, so you should use your full strength. You will have no regrets in dying this way."

But on the other side, the Holy King was blown hundreds of miles away before he stopped, and there was a sword stuck in his chest.

His breathing became heavy and his heartbeat began to beat.

This sword is his 'natural sword'. According to the world's classification method, it is a typical sixth-grade magic weapon. It is also an exclusive and unique magic weapon. Others can only use 50% of its power, but he When used, the full power can be easily exerted, and it can even be 'overclocked', surpassing the limit of the magic weapon, and exerting 120 or even 150% of the power.

After abandoning the sword, he never thought that one day it would come back to him.

And it’s refined!

Obviously, some kind of extremely magical technology has refined this innate primitive magic weapon into a more powerful and professional magic weapon, with countless golden energy flowing in it. Was it made by the 'immortal'?

Also, after taking away the sword, maybe he thought his sword was also very useful.

The Holy King stopped moving forward and pulled the sword out of his chest. A certain resonance stirred in his heart.

The other party did not appropriate the sword, but returned it to him and even strengthened it.

This gave him a glimmer of hope and respect.

Are all immortals from outside the realm like this?

However, before this glimmer of hope fell to the ground, in the distance, a voice coming from the secret method rang in his ears: "You are good at using this sword, right? Come on, attack here, I will give you a powerful sword." A dignified funeral.”

"Or, surrender to me, you will still be the Holy King of this world, you will become my pope in this world, and your world will move towards a more prosperous future." Gold Teeth walked over steadily, the luxurious golden light in his eyes The surroundings were shining, full of air, and filled with a sense of oppression.

The Holy King said nothing.

Everyone in the world thinks it is brave to take death lightly...

But, if it’s just one death, what’s the difficulty?

The really difficult thing is to draw the sword against the 'immortal' in front of me, such a sense of oppression...

Xiaoyong, what he does is based on blood.

Great courage comes from justice.

Now, he has long since lost his blood and courage.

The only thing left is these few things that ‘can’t let go’.

But the Holy King took a look under the world barrier.

The immortals outside gave him two choices, death or surrender.

The immortals inside also gave him two choices, meaningless death, or death in exchange for a possibility.

These immortals...

really don't give people a way to live.

But, it's already very good to have a choice.

In the world below, there are countless Holy Flame Clan, who don't even have the qualifications to choose.

The Holy King squatted down and touched the world barrier, stirring up waves of light spots and ripples.

Through these ripples, he can see this world clearly.

This world that can be called 'hometown'.

Under great courage, the fear seems to have been reduced a lot.

So, he looked up again, and his figure disappeared on the spot.

Jin Chi sighed and shook his head.

It's not easy to break and then stand up. I thought I could subdue a promising talent.

The sword energy is whistling!

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Li Qi looked up at the sky.

His perception is very strong among the same level, and it can even be said that there is a gap of fault level. Some sixth-grade may not be able to match him. After all, with the true knowledge rhyme and information flow vision, Li Qi's eyesight can be said to be very strong.

Therefore, through the strange phenomenon outside, he can clearly see the battle outside.

The battle of warriors is really, tragic.

Fierce and powerful, the long sword in his hand is like lightning, cutting the mad tiger directly.

It is like a sword that tilts the sky. The sky is still under the sword intent. Countless sword lights flash outside the sky, as if to cut off the stars.

The tiger as the opponent is completely submerged in the sword light, and even Li Qi can't see through the airtight sword shadow.

It is worthy of being a sixth-grade. Under the blessing of his own sacrifice, he fought a life-and-death battle. The combat power that erupted, if it was in the world, I am afraid it would be enough to make the country under his feet "sink".

At the beginning, he was able to conquer this world, and it was indeed all due to strength, dominating the world.

However, he can't win...

He can't get close at all.

The greatest strength and weakness of a warrior lies here.

The martial arts internal energy is essentially obtained by a warrior swallowing other energy and refining it, so a warrior attaches great importance to "eating", swallowing different types of energy and turning it into his own martial arts internal energy. No matter what he eats, it will eventually become energy of the same nature.

This brings a very strong effect to the martial arts internal energy, that is, no matter what kind of energy, when it touches the martial arts internal energy, it will melt like ice and snow meeting fire and be swallowed up.

A warrior can break all methods with one punch, which is essentially to melt through the opponent's magic by such means.

The so-called magic and supernatural powers, when disassembled, are nothing more than different qi, surrounding the "Tao", and then forming different forms and producing different effects.

In fact, it is very similar to a machine. Various small parts are put together, so they can produce various effects and affect the outside world.

Different types of qi are small parts, and magic is the assembled machine.

From a simple gear set that a primary school student can put together to a Gundam that can cross the universe, the essence of this principle is the same, or... called "Tao".

But the internal energy of martial arts is completely different. It is more like collecting all the parts and then melting them all! Turning into magma!

Then use this magma to turn the opponent's machine into scrap metal.

Break through all the magic and body protection skills, and directly use brutal violence to beat the opponent into a corpse!

This is the unique advantage of the internal energy of martial arts.

But the weakness is also the same.

Magma, by itself, cannot form any machine, so the warrior cannot apply any magic, cannot use magic, and even longevity does not rely on magic, but on physical fitness.

As long as the body is strong enough not to decay, then naturally it will not die, and there is no need to use all kinds of fancy things to protect vitality like other ways.

The extremely short attack distance of the warrior is because of this reason.

The Holy King smashed countless magics and shattered the attacks of the Green Mountain God countless times. In this reckless battle, he exerted a power beyond any previous one.

But——

He couldn't get even half a step closer.

The Green Mountain God... was too strong.

Although he was a sixth-grade, his strength could fight against a fifth-grade enemy, and he was also very rich.

But the Green Mountain God was surrounded by the Five Spirits and Hundreds of Treasures, like a thousand-wire iron net.

There were swords, knives, daggers, spears, bows, arrows, crossbows, bullets, lances, spears, arrowheads, beads, rings, tubes, seals, tripods, gui, bells, furnaces, bells, gongs, and bells.

Moreover, they were all born with gold energy! The number of them might be as huge as a million, and the number was so large that it was almost unpredictable! Infinite and boundless!

From Li Qi's point of view, the Green Mountain God's fighting method was to use money to kill the opponent.

How many magic weapons did that Green Mountain produce?

But think about it, the Green Mountain God has been lingering in a treasure land in the world for thousands of years, and its background is probably impossible to calculate.

Why is Green Mountain called Green Mountain?

There are too many metals of gold, iron, and copper, which produce rust. The whole mountain is covered with green and yellow rust. When it rains, the whole mountain is yellow-green, so it is named Green Mountain.

In this case, it is no wonder that the Green Mountain God would use this method of warfare.

Every minute and every second, thousands of magic weapons are shattered, but Jin Chi doesn't care at all. He just stands there and looks at the Holy King surrounded by countless magic weapons.

Watching the other party struggle and desperately trying to survive.

The gods stand indifferently, watching the mortals who have given up everything.

The way of God is naturally superior.

This is ‘God’.

The original way of God was actually created by those innate gods, and they were born to be superior to other mortals. Although the Green Mountain God is not an innate god, he has also cultivated into a god. I don’t know how many worlds believe in him, which is also the source of his temperament.

At this moment, even if the Holy King chooses to surrender again, he will not stop.

There is only one chance. If you miss it, you will only have a dead end.

Seeing that the Holy King was struggling and barely holding on under the attack of the endless rain of magic weapons, the Green Mountain God spoke.

He said: "I am afraid you are not convinced by this defeat. I said I would give you a good funeral, and I can't break my promise."

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the endless rain of magic weapons suddenly recovered and flew back behind him, leaving only broken fragments on the ground.

The internal energy of the Holy King flickered, which was a manifestation of extreme fatigue, similar to the heavy breathing of ordinary people.

But he did not stop to recover his breath, but took this opportunity to accelerate violently! Rush to Green Mountain God!

A blow that burns potential

Several twisted sword shadows were drawn in the air, sweeping like the wind, extending for dozens of miles in an instant, as fast as a "shooting star", so that the whole body began to turn red, bursting with fire and heat!

This sword directly pierced the body of Green Mountain God.

The aftermath caused the world barrier under them to produce huge rolling ripples like the surface of the water, spreading for hundreds of miles!

The shock wave flew backwards like a wave of white lines, frightening the demons to scatter and avoid, but many of those who were close were directly destroyed.

However——

The Green Mountain God still had a cold face.

Facing the explosive attack of a sixth-grade warrior of the same level, he was unscathed.

The reason is also very simple.

A phantom of "Green Mountain" was lingering around him.

Green Mountain is the foundation of the Green Mountain God.

The strongest and most solid, pure gold mountain from the world, descended here.

The blow that the Holy King used his life to make could not even leave a scratch.

Another crack was heard.

The Holy King's exoskeleton and the sword in his hand shattered together.

The power of Green Mountain is not something that a sixth-grade magic weapon or a sixth-grade warrior can withstand.

The Green Mountain God stretched out his hand and slapped the Holy King gently, turning him into ashes.

Completely annihilated.

"It's a pity for this magic weapon. I have refined it again, but it's wasted." The Green Mountain God sighed.

However, when he slapped, he felt something on his hand.

"What is this? Blood?" Jin Chi raised his hand and looked at the red mark on his hand.

Blood is normal.

But... the blood of the Holy Flame Clan doesn't seem to be red.

But before he could think about it carefully.

Suddenly, darkness came!

The Green Mountain God's eyes were blank and he was stunned.

The five senses were deprived from the five elements of demon blood!