The owner of Baihuagu and the red-bearded old man were amazed, and Lin Chen was also shocked. The appearance of Zhuoyou God in front of him was beyond his imagination, and he had an incredible feeling.
But when Lin Chen's mind flashed the appearance of Mojia, the God Devourer, he felt relieved.
The other party is the Holy Spirit!
For him, such existence is hard to guess.
As for appearance, it is second.
In the world of martial arts where the strong are respected, no matter how good-looking it is, it is just a skin.
Take the god Zhuoyou in front of him as an example, what is really scary is his realm.
Holy Spirit!
This is a state where people feel hopeless just thinking about it.
I saw Zhuoyou God just standing there casually, exuding an indescribable power, like a high god, above everyone.
"Is this the Holy Spirit?"
The red-bearded old man's hands and feet trembled, his back slumped, and he said incoherently: "It's over, it's over, we're going to die here now."
The owner of Baihua Valley's face was as pale as paper, and the picture scroll he was using wobbled and fell to his feet with a bang.
As for the elders of the other major holy places, they all showed fear and panic, and they did not have the aura of the ancestors of the Eight Paths, just like ordinary people.
But no one laughed at them, because anyone who faced a Holy Spirit would feel scared.
"Turdy secluded god."
The Nine-Life Sword Ancestor stared at him with his eyes fixed on him, and his face was full of hatred and killing intent, because this person in front of him destroyed his family, Qi Tianzong.
Old Mo staggered to his feet, supported his divine body with a silver-white spear, and said with a gloomy face, "It still failed after all."
Compared with the fear of Lin Chen's side, Tianmo Zhuoyan and others were full of excitement. They knelt down on one knee and shouted respectfully:
"Welcome Lord Zhuoyou God."
Zhuo Youshen, who looked like a beautiful boy, flicked his purple sleeve robe lightly, and said in a low tone: "15837 years, 15837 years!"
As he spoke, he shook his head and said, "I didn't expect this young master to be trapped here for such a long time by a little Qi Tianzong. What a wonderful time. If my young master is outside, with my extraordinary Talent, must have broken the shackles of the holy god realm, and ascended to the supreme realm."
"A realm above the Holy Spirit?"
Lin Chen was taken aback when he heard this, and asked via voice transmission: "Qi Feng, is there a realm above the realm of the Holy Spirit?"
"Don't listen to his nonsense, he has only survived one holy catastrophe, and there are eight times to come. Even if he is a demon with unparalleled talent, it will be difficult to break through, let alone become that supreme existence." Gu Moqi The wind said in a mocking tone.
"Holy Tribulation?"
Lin Chen's heart moved, and he asked: "Listen to you, after breaking through the realm of the Holy Spirit, you need to go through nine holy calamities?"
"Nonsense!"
The ancient demon Qi Feng said something to Lin Chen angrily.
However, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know much about the realm of the holy gods, so he explained: "If the ancestors of the nine paths want to become holy gods, they need to transform the power of the ancestors in their bodies into holy power."
"After this step, you can be called a half-step holy god, but there is still the most critical step before becoming a real holy god, and that is to cross the holy catastrophe."
"The so-called holy calamity is a bit troublesome to explain. The old man simply said, you may understand it as a heavenly calamity or a thunder calamity, but it is more than a thousand times more terrifying than the two. When you practice in the future to reach the realm of the nine gods , will naturally understand."
"It's not that I'm scaring you. As far as I know, among hundreds of gods of the Nine Paths, only one person can make the first step, and there is no one in a million who can survive the holy calamity."
"Otherwise, why isn't there a holy god in Litian Realm where your kid is? Even in this Senluo Realm, there are very few of them."
强牺 baolaixsw.com 读牺。 "So, think about it, boy , you can know how difficult it is to become a holy god, and it is easier to say that it is easier than climbing to the sky."
"What's more, after passing through the first holy robbery, you need to go through eight holy robberies, and the difficulty is multiplied. In the end, those who can successfully survive nine holy robberies are rare."
"Take the old man's family as an example. With only one Holy God of the Eight Tribulations, it has become the overlord of the Great Wilderness Starfield, ruling thousands of holy places."
"If you become a Saint of the Nine Tribulations,If it is true, it will definitely stand on the top of the Great Desolation Starfield, and the survival of the forces of various races is only a matter of thought. "
"But if the old man remembers correctly, so far, there has not been a Holy God of the Nine Tribulations in the Great Wilderness Starfield who has taken the last step and stepped into the legendary realm."
"The old man said so much, just want you to know, don't be frightened by this so-called Zhuoyou God, he is just a holy god."
In the end, the ancient demon Qi Feng said another sentence, seeming to comfort himself, but also seemed to be comforting Lin Chen: "Besides, he has been sealed for so long, and he is injured. Let's think of a way, and there is still hope to get out alive."
Lin Chen was silent for a moment after hearing the information about the realm of the Holy God, and said with emotion in his heart: "It turns out that it is so difficult to become the Holy God."
But looking at the unfathomable Zhuo Youshen, and thinking of the god-devouring tribe Mojia, Lin Chen couldn't help but hold the Dragon Sword tightly, and his eyes showed an unprecedented firm light.
This time Zhang Si. "One day, I will also become the Holy Spirit!"
Lin Chen has boundless fighting spirit and faith in his heart.
However, he immediately calmed down after hearing the words of comfort from the ancient demon Qi Feng.
Although the other party said that Zhuoyou God had just survived a holy calamity, it was an invincible existence for the human cultivators present.
The moment Zhuoyou God was born, it meant that Lin Chen and others were facing death, and there was no hope of surviving. Maybe this place is their burial place.
His brows were gradually furrowed, and Lin Chen asked via voice transmission: "Qi Feng, since you said so, is there a way to solve it?"
"The way to break it? Kid, are you joking with this old man? No matter how sophisticated the strategy is, it is nothing but empty talk in front of absolute strength." The ancient demon Qi Feng said.
"Didn't you say that he was injured? Since he was injured, his strength must have been greatly reduced" Lin Chen asked.
"stop!"
The ancient demon Qi Feng interrupted him, and said unceremoniously: "Boy, it's not that the old man looks down on you. You should know the power of the Holy Spirit. Even if the opponent is injured, you are not able to compete."
Fortunately, he also knew that he was on the same boat as Lin Chen, and immediately suggested: "Hurry up, run as far as you can, hurry up, this old man is already in such a miserable situation, I don't want to be killed by you again "
"Enough! Everyone wants to live, and I am no exception, but do you think we have any hope of escaping? It will only die faster."
Lin Chen interrupted his chatter, and said calmly: "Don't forget, there are other people here besides me, and I guess, Master Yanxia and others have already heard about this, and they must be coming in now On the way, if we can hold back this Zhuoyou God for a while, then we might as well be able to contend with him."
To control the big and to control the owl. "Stop him? Kid, wake up, with your strength, how can you hold him back? Do you use your life to fill it?" The ancient demon Qi Feng said angrily.
"Even if I use my life to fill it, I will hold him back." Lin Chen said firmly.
"Damn it! I've told you so much in vain, but I didn't expect you to still" Gu Mo Qi Feng said angrily.
But before he finished speaking, Lin Chen had already cut off the connection with him, and looked firmly at the handsome and stalwart Zhuo Youshen with a firm face.
Who would have thought that Zhuo Youshen glanced at Lin Chen, then looked at Mo Lao, said "interesting", and then looked at Nine Lives Sword Ancestor