Chapter 1992 Despicable Sword Immortal(2/3)
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Outside the boundary.
The three cultivators were also stunned on the spot.
In their minds, the eleventh prince could not use his magical powers at all.
But now, he actually created such a terrifying golden bridge, it was simply terrifying.
"If my guess is correct, that golden bridge should be the Supreme Taoist scripture of the cultivators, the Divine Emperor Sutra. It's unbelievable!"
The white-haired cultivator observed it carefully for a long time, and finally said in disbelief.
"Is it possible? That is the qualification that only descendants of the God Emperor have!"
Another cultivator had a troubled face.
Regarding the God Emperor Sutra, they are all memories collected by the leaf ghosts from the minds of cultivators.
Although they do not know the ins and outs of the Divine Emperor Sutra, they are certain that the Divine Emperor Sutra is the highest level of magical power for cultivators.
"It is very possible that the body of the eleventh prince is the descendant of the God Emperor!"
"Oh, what a pity. If there is enough time, the eleventh prince can definitely surpass the tenth prince. Damn it, there is not enough time!"
The last cultivator looked miserable.
"The level of the Divine Emperor Sutra is no weaker than that of the Flying Immortal from Heaven. It is really possible for the eleventh prince to defeat the tenth prince. What a pity, what a pity!"
The cultivators can only sigh.
In the distance, the swordsmen were also deeply shocked by Zhao Chu's Imperial Bridge.
Although the Eleventh Prince's realm is low, this Imperial Bridge is indeed terrifying.
"The eleventh prince will definitely win, and the eleventh prince will definitely be able to proclaim himself emperor."
"The eleventh prince will definitely win!"
The dog-licking tribe roared at the top of their lungs.
At the same time, he also looked down upon the entire Sword Immortal Clan with disdain.
Even the dog-lickers look down upon a group of races that dare not fulfill their promises!
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Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, thunder rolled.
Within the barrier, Zhao Chu controlled the Imperial Bridge and finally hit the Ghost Emperor Tree hard.
The unprecedented terrifying sound waves spread loudly, and even the barrier arranged by Ye Guihuang shook slightly.
Within the barrier, the remaining princes were staggered by the strong wind, and the ten princes all lowered their heads and covered their faces.
Right now, he is still unable to activate the magic sword.
But the strong wind blowing against the face is like countless sharp knives, which makes people's faces hurt.
Not only inside the barrier, the strong wind even swept outside the barrier.
The sudden strong wind caused all the races on the throne to fly wildly.
Of course, when the strong wind reaches outside the barrier, most of it has been offset. In addition, the races that help Huangtai have defensive means.
On the contrary, the audience was more calm than the princes in the barrier.
"What a terrifying blow, worthy of the magical power of a descendant of the God Emperor."
The cultivator secretly sighed.
This is the true style of a cultivator.
Just now, the three of them even had the urge to worship.
Too strong.
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The strong wind lasted for several minutes before slowly calming down.
For the first time, everyone focused their attention on the Ghost Emperor's dragon chair.
Everyone, including the tenth prince, is curious, and everyone can't wait to see the next results.
The killing of the eleventh prince was simply too terrifying.
The dust disperses.
6211.
Compared with the achievements of the tenth prince, it is not worth mentioning at all.
Even compared to the princes who have died, he is still in the last place and still not enough.
But this number is still shocking.
Everyone in the audience was silent, and everyone was so shocked that they forgot to breathe.
Even the most confident Tenth Prince was covered in cold sweat.
6211.
It's simply an incredible number.
You know, before this attack, the eleventh prince's score was 5231!
With one blow, the data was 980.
This is simply an incredible feat.
One move, close to a thousand.
It's simply unbelievable.
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"The eleventh prince is invincible, the eleventh prince will surely win, the eleventh prince will definitely defeat the prince."
"The eleventh prince will definitely win!"
Finally, a broken gong broke the dead silence.
The three cultivators looked at all this in disbelief, and the dog-licking tribe was the first to cheer.
He was really excited.
Even if the eleventh prince lost, this move was already shocking enough.
"Damn it!"
The sword fairies cursed angrily.
With data approaching 1,000, they believed that the Eleventh Prince was not worthy of being recorded at all.
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"call!"
"I'm injured. The counterattack power of this Ghost King Tree is more terrifying than I imagined!"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Chu slowly calmed down his breathing.
Half of his internal organs had been shattered.
This means that Zhao Chu is physically strong, otherwise he would be seriously injured due to the counterattack of this move.
"Damn it, I underestimated the counter-shock power of the Ghost King Tree. Now is not the time to practice!"
Zhao Chu held two pieces of chalcedony of creation between his fingertips.
On weekdays, Zhao Chu needs to use up all his true energy in every possible way.
In that blow just now, half of the true energy was blasted out.
Theoretically, Dantian will automatically restore true energy immediately.
But the backlash from the Ghost King Tree injured Zhao Chu, so a large amount of true energy was needed to help Zhao Chu heal his injuries.
Because of this, Zhao Chu needs to supplement it with Good Fortune Chalcedony.
If the Ghost Emperor Tree had no counterattack power, the moment Zhao Chu finished casting the Emperor Bridge, his true energy would be replenished immediately.
In that case, he would have no chance to use the Chalcedony of Creation.
Therefore, bombarding the Ghost King Tree is also an alternative way of cultivation.
But it's a pity that Zhao Chu can't be happy now.
To be continued...