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Chapter 1572: Such Holy Power

"what is that!"

The core Elder of the Overlord Palace was so frightened that his expression collapsed on the spot and he screamed.

This sword completely exceeded his expectations.

Isn't Jiang Cheng new here?

The newcomers haven't had time to familiarize themselves with the rules of the Lone God Realm, so how can they use the power of the rules?

Even stronger than their rules!

And didn't he agree that he only has the power of the soul?

Before the war, it was not that Mengju Taoist had never thought about the possibility that Jiang Cheng might have some immortal power left.

It's not that he didn't think about it, he might have cultivated some intermediary power.

That's not a problem.

They can all handle it.

However, at this moment, the turbid power was beyond his cognition.

"Fuck? So strong?"

Jiang Cheng himself was taken aback by the result just now.

Just such a wisp of turbid power, compared with his previous immortal power, or even a firefly compared to a bright moon, would definitely not be able to form any combat power.

He was just going through the motions, waiting to be killed and hang up.

Jiang Cheng felt that the power of turbidity had to have a certain scale in order to exert its super power.

At least the total amount cannot be less than the holy power of other Taoist saints.

However, that sword just now...

That can no longer be said to have a significant effect, but to block and kill God.

"Is the turbidity so outrageous?"

If he had changed to Xianli just now, he would have lost.

The reason why he can win is all because of turbidity.

That wisp of turbidity was displayed through the sword path, and then covered the entire field, it can be said to be diluted to the extreme.

It's almost turning into mist.

So much so that the artistic conception of kendo at that time looked like a castle in the air, very unstable.

It feels like it's going to break.

However, the seemingly weak fog composed of those turbid forces produced incredible magical effects after contacting the opponent's mesenchymal power.

Wherever it shrouds, the power of intermediary will disappear and disintegrate.

And it's not just the power of Jieyuan, even their power of rules has no power in the face of this turbid power.

After the regular turbulent flow was touched, it immediately lost its original effect of destroying heaven and earth.

Disappeared in the void.

And when the power of turbidity finally touched their immortal bodies, they were not hindered in any way.

It invaded their bodies so easily.

There is no process of wreaking havoc, but the erosive effect of the turbid force itself is enough to annihilate their vitality after bringing death energy.

Those people on the opposite side didn't even have the slightest means of defense.

"Hahaha, daddy finally has holy power."

Brother Cheng almost cried with joy.

After all, he had no idea how to obtain the holy power before.

Although he didn't say anything on the surface, he worried in his heart that he might stop Dao Zun and never make further progress.

No matter how strong Dao Zun is, he is still Dao Zun, no matter how heaven-defying the combat power is, compared to Dao Sheng, his compulsion is still too low.

Especially when thinking of Qiu Yuxuan, a Talent who is an 'old enemy'.

Maybe the next time we meet, this girl will miraculously become a Taoist saint. Where will Master Jiang's face be then?

But now, he finally let go of the big stone in his heart.

After eliminating the other miscellaneous fish, the only opponent locked in front of him was Mengju Daozun.

Ten Third Stage's kendo suddenly shrunk.

Mengju Daoist's power of rules and power of mediation dissipated quickly like water vapor being rapidly evaporated.

"Do not!"

"This is impossible!"

It's not that this Elder, the core of the Overlord Palace, has never seen the Holy Power.

The head of Ba Yu Palace is Dao Sheng.

"This is not holy power! Absolutely not!"

When encountering the holy power, although he can't resist it, at least he can urge the power of mediation and the power of rules to attack the opponent.

Attack against attack, disrupting the opponent's rhythm.

But now facing Jiang Cheng, his attack just disappeared without any resistance at all.

If the Daoist is so powerless when facing the Daoist, then even if there are hundreds or thousands of Daoist, they will only be killed by the Daoist.

"What is it if it's not holy power?"

Brother Cheng is still annoyed.

What do you mean?

How much effort did brother take to solve the biggest difficulty of becoming a Daoist saint, and you actually said no?

"You are definitely not a Daoist!"

Daoist Mengju crazily stimulated the power of his own Jieyuan. Although it seemed futile, Jiang Cheng's turbidity power was also at the end of its strength.

"You say it's not right?"

The available turbidity power is too little, it can't stand consumption at all, and it will dissipate soon.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng's holy soul was free to concentrate on dealing with Daoist Mengju alone.

Under the intensive care of the holy soul, Mengju's sea of ​​souls was turned upside down.

His ears buzzed, his eyes went dark, and his consciousness began to slacken.

Bark!

The Ji Que sword finally pierced his throat and cut him off on the spot.

And at this moment, the turbid power finally disappeared.

The turbidity seeds in Jiang Cheng's body dimmed.

It's like other people's Qi Sea has exhausted its magic power.

It will take a recovery period before it can be turned on again.

And if he wants to restore the seeds of turbidity, he can only rely on the fruit of turbidity from the Immortal Tree of Enlightenment.

"Oh, it's really not easy!"

After the battle was over, Jiang Cheng quickly collected all the spoils from the field.

Mu Yue, who was on the side, was already shocked by Deva at this moment.

This girl covered her small mouth lightly, her eyes were full of looking at the color of the gods, that was incredible.

"You, are you really a Taoist saint?"

"That is required!"

Brother Cheng thought it wasn't easy, he used to pretend to be a Daoist, but now he finally got his name right.

Although the Xianli Realm has not yet reached the Daosheng, it will be a matter of course if you eat the Emperor Pill after you go back in the future.

"But, then, then you were not..."

Mu Yue felt that this was too unreal.

This is a Taoist saint!

He had only heard legends since he was a child, and he existed like a god.

In the end, I met one in person, and spent so long with him day and night?

This feeling, like a low-level pawn, living and walking with the marshal who commands an army of millions, is too dreamy.

Jiang Cheng thought she was talking about the lack of celestial power, but just now she brought up the matter of swordsmanship.

So he looked up at the sky at a 45° angle, put his left hand behind his back, and gently patted the girl's shoulder with his right hand.

"Don't forget, the Daoist has no immortal power, but still has holy power!"

He has an inscrutable demeanor, making himself seem like a reclusive expert who plays games.

Mu Yue seems to understand, that Realm is too far away from her.

At this time, the eyes of the two also fell on the only two survivors on the battlefield.

In that distance, the two envoys pulling the cart survived again by luck.

This time actually is not Jiang Cheng deliberately wanting to spare their lives.

It's because their Venerable Realm is too low, so they didn't join the battle at all, and just stood behind as an atmosphere group.

Because of this, it was "lucky" not to be covered by the power of the turbidity.

At this time, the two of them were also very good, once again skillfully knelt on the spot and slapped own crazily.

(end of this chapter)