I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 490 490. Super genius? Just meet my threshold

"The fifty-one regions of the empire each have a population of at least five billion. Therefore, there are not only one million but one hundred thousand geniuses in the past tens of thousands of years. These so-called geniuses can develop within a hundred years. Learning A-level spiritual clothing is enough, and fifty years is their limit."

"But super geniuses are different. It only takes 20 years for these talented people who may become gods in the future to learn an A-level spiritual robe.

If it is faster, 10 years or 5 years is not impossible. Theoretically speaking, the maximum learning speed for a super genius is two years, and he can directly obtain an A-level spiritual garment in two years.

Of course, only a few people, even super geniuses, can achieve the A level in two years. "

After listening to the words of the prison guarantor, Xia Feng probably understood.

The standard for defining a super genius is probably to learn A-level spiritual clothing within 20 years.

Is this the super genius that all major forces regard as a treasure?

In fact, Xia Feng did not expect that the definition of super genius would be based on 'years', not even 'days'.

Xia Feng couldn't help but think of when Miss Mu learned her first A-level

That was wrong. It should have been when Xia Feng learned his first A level, it only took him 18 minutes.

It took 15 minutes to learn the second A-level, God King Statue, and the third, most difficult set-level A, only took 9 minutes.

Visible to the naked eye, Miss Mu's um, no, it should be that Xia Feng's learning speed is improving rapidly. I don't know what the maximum speed of his A-level learning will be?

But no matter how much it is, Xia Feng now understands one truth, that is - a super genius? Just meet my threshold~

While thinking, Xia Feng glanced at Ye Likong and Jiawen, the Holy Son of Justice, and looked further into the sky.

In addition to the Ye Li clan, the seven powerful factions known as the Seven Families in the Empire also sent geniuses from their clans, but they were basically only at the second level of Zhenwu.

There are also representatives from various major legions, many of whom are distinguished.

The person coming from the Elements Holy See was a nun from the second realm of Zhenwu, not a mushroom. This made Xia Feng a little disappointed and a little strange.

Both Justice and Black Moon have young geniuses who have reached the realm of Venerables, doesn’t the elemental one have them?

Shaking his head, Xia Feng glanced around again, observing the surroundings, trying to see if Miss Mu would blend in among these people.

Now there is no new synchronized information in the heart of the evil demon. This probably means that Miss Mu has not improved her strength, but is hiding and dormant somewhere.

The most likely possibility is that he has disguised himself as a member of these forces, sneaked into them, and entered the Sadqiu Abyss together.

But unfortunately, Xia Feng didn't find any clues.

"Zila——"

Just when Xia Feng was confused, along with the sonorous and powerful footsteps, there was a sharp and shrill metal collision sound, and everyone followed the sound.

I saw a woman's figure nearly two meters tall appearing in the east under the sunrise.

Her whole body was armed with ferocious and rough blood-colored heavy armor. Under her long, flowing blood-red hair, Dawson's cold and dark Hell Mask was clasped on the left half of her chin. The exposed facial skin on the right half of her chin was light red, with a narrow eye. The pupils of his eyes reflect the black moon.

She was holding a three-meter giant knife in her hand, and the weird blade that was constantly bleeding was dragged on the ground. As she walked towards the crowd, the giant knife plowed a deep straight ravine on the ground. You can imagine the terrifying weight. .

On the back of the knife, there is a line of flying characters shining with bloody brilliance: [Blood Prison]

Half a step behind her, there was a man with the same red skin and long blood-red hair. He wore reflective square glasses and had a delicate face.

"These two are Olivia and her double cultivation partner, Russell." The guarantor of the Prison Temple continued to popularize science with Xia Feng.

"See that big knife dragged on the ground? There are at least 100,000 souls who died under that knife."

"It can be said that anyone who provokes this crazy woman or has a grudge against this crazy woman, even if it is just a small grudge, will be sacrificed by her."

"." After hearing this introduction, Xia Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Is it so outrageous? None of the four saints who co-authored the Black Moon Holy See are normal people, right?

But another point worth noting is that Olivia and Russell are both red.

Many years ago, the human race actually had seven or eight ethnic groups with different skin colors. However, later many of the skin colors disappeared, leaving only three types: yellow, white, and red.

Among them, the yellow race accounts for nearly 70% of the population and is the main race. The yellow race also accounts for the majority of the upper seven powerful families and major legions.

About 28% are Caucasians, and the remaining 2% are rare races with red skin.

The characteristics of this race are light red or even deep red skin, pointed ears like elf ears, and they are rich in beauties.

The upper-class nobles of the empire especially loved people with this kind of skin, regardless of whether they were men or women.

Of course, Xia Feng disagreed. Red skin was not within his aesthetic range.

"So, what does your Black Moon Church mean?"

Ye Likong was wearing golden armor, standing on a layer of pale golden clouds, looking down indifferently, "I would like to remind you that the Black Moon Holy See only has the quota for one important person to enter the Bei Qiuyuan, so don't cross the line."

"Boom!"

The black moon scepter clung to the ground, and right in front of the space door stood two old men wearing crimson priest robes.

One of the old men had a black moon between his brows, and he was none other than Cardinal O'Brien.

He raised his old eyes and glanced at the three saints: "Three adults, do any of you take the initiative to withdraw?"

Jiang Qiu'e looked calm, while Olivia looked indifferent.

Only Cha Naxue smiled faintly: "I quit."

She had a grudge against Jiang Qiu'e and Olivia. If she didn't quit, she would be abused.

That's why, although there were things she wanted in Beiqiuyuan, after thinking it over again and again, she decided to give up the fight, so as to avoid exposing her cards too early.

Oberen waited for another two seconds, and finally nodded, throwing the golden bead in his hand directly into the air.

"Whoever grabs this bead will win and get a place to enter Beiqiuyuan."

After the words fell, the bead soared a thousand meters into the sky and went straight into the clouds.

After the whoosh, it disappeared, only thunder bursts in the clouds, and golden rays of light illuminated the sky.

Olivia and Jiang Qiu'e looked at each other in the air, their calm eyes crossed, and there seemed to be hatred between the two.

Olivia turned her eyes and looked at Xia Feng beside her, saying indifferently: "Is it your artificial life?"

Jiang Qiu'e narrowed her ethereal and beautiful eyes.

At the same time, Xia Feng felt a bone-chilling chill in his heart. The ferocious armor of the two-meter-tall woman in the distance seemed to emit an icy, ancient breath, which was extremely cold.

Especially the indifferent look of the woman, as if she was looking at a dead person.

"Swoosh--"

The big knife that the woman used to plow the ground into a gully suddenly flashed, and in an instant it was right above Xia Feng's head, hitting Xia Feng's head and chopping it off!

Xia Feng was cut in two by the knife.