C1554 Capture Zhang Xing and Take away His Ability
Article 1554. Capture Zhang Xing and take away his divine ability
Qi Practitioners's Thaumaturgy can only be practiced by Late Star Condensation Realm, a great cultivator in the Saint realm.
Under these two realms, even if there were Thaumaturgy skills in front of you, you wouldn't dare to practice them.
Because Thaumaturgy requires a super powerful Spiritual Energy to support it.
If your Spiritual Energy could use a supernormal ability, then congratulations, you have already met the requirements to level up.
However... you cannot use it.
Unless you want to die together with the enemy, or if you have the confidence to win.
In addition, the divine abilities passed down from the ancient times are about to be lost.
Predecessor, who had come from the Saint Plane, did not have any innovative ideas.
Therefore, it was very rare to be able to see divine abilities now!
However, the Ancient Sword Gate Ancestor Gu Xilai, the Purple Sword Pavilion Ancestor Kang Lengfeng, and the Iron Sword Sect Ancestor Hong Tiejian were very shocked.
"Could this be a divine ability? That brat is merely a late stage Heavenly Reflection cultivation level. To put it bluntly, he is using a divine ability. It seems a little far-fetched."
Hong Tiejian shook his head and said doubtfully.
"That's right! He used four different divine abilities in an instant.
And each of them had terrifying power.
Can he do it so easily with just the cultivation level of the late stage of the Reflection State?"
Gu Xilai was also extremely puzzled as he asked.
"If it's not a divine ability, then what is it? Could it be the Martial Skills?
Perhaps he is only using a simplified version of a divine ability? "
Kang Lengfeng thought Zhang Xing used the divine ability.
"Observe it a little more. I don't care if it's a simplified version of the supernormal ability. Is he using some kind of power? This man must be caught alive!"
Kang Lengfeng's eyes revealed a greedy and ruthless expression.
The casualties of the disciples were no longer important.
If they could use their deaths to observe this mysterious Martial Skills, it would be worth it.
The other two old ancestors nodded in agreement.
According to the description in Holy Dragon Continent, Zhang Xing's cultivation level was only an Early Combat King.
The magic cultivation level was the primary Great Magister.
However, his actual combat strength was equivalent to primary, War Emperor, and Primary Demon Emperor.
It was the same as before, he could jump ranks to fight.
In his eyes, there was no way for him to defeat the hundreds of thousands of people in the Three Great Sword Sects.
His four Fifth Grade magic instantly took away the lives of tens of thousands of people.1
The Three Great Sword Sects, Sect Leader, stood behind their respective old ancestors, his heart clenched tightly.
They were not as calm and indifferent as their old ancestors.
Those dead disciples were the future hope of the sect.
It was not easy to nurture a disciple.
But if the old ancestor did not say anything, they and the elders beside them could not fight either.
They could only watch helplessly as their disciples struggled in the sea of fire, in the snow, in the flood, until they died.
It was too tragic!
As for the people from the twenty-seven sects, all of them were dumbstruck and shocked!
Three people against a hundred thousand people! ......
They had just started the battle and had already killed each other until they were crying for their parents.
This was too much! ......
They didn't know what words to use to describe their current feelings.
In the blink of an eye, the Three Great Sword Sects disciples who claimed to be the elite Team were thrown into chaos like headless flies.
Although 100,000 people seemed to be a lot, they were divided into three parts, and a large number of them were killed or injured.
Now, it seemed like they no longer had any combat strength left.
"What is Sect Leader and those elders doing? If they don't attack now, we will all die..."
These disciples were complaining in their hearts.
"Sect Leader... Old Ancestor... Help..."
The disciples who were running for their lives were crying out for help from time to time.
"Let's do it. If we don't do anything, these disciples will hate us!"
Gu Xilai and the other two old ancestors nodded their heads at the same time.
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