1452: C1452 The Road to Xuyang

C1452 The Road to Xuyang

However, in the end, their attacks did not have any of their desired effects and ended in a miserable way. Two of their powerful attacks were even broken on the spot.

Xu Yang's face revealed a rare look of surprise, but this surprise was not because the opponent was too strong for him to deal a blow to, but because they were too weak.

"Hehe, what I saw was unbelievable. If you are only this strong, then you can still be placed in the top ten, then the so-called one hundred saints is really a joke."

It had to be known that Xu Yang's tone was the biggest insult to the six assassins, and they couldn't come up with any more powerful counterattack.

The only thing he could do was to use the team's integrity to unleash a more powerful and rigorous combined attack. Only by looking for a way to combine the power of the six of them would he be able to shake the halo around Xu Yang.

"This guy is too mysterious. I have no way to estimate the upper limit of his strength. Although we didn't use our strongest skill just now, it's clear that this guy is intrinsically different from any challenger we've had contact with."

His strength might have already reached the level of the main God Level, although this assessment greatly underestimated Xu Yang's true strength.

However, Xu Yang didn't mind. What he wanted was only the result. He just wanted to see the six arrogant guys in front of him collapse in despair and bring him joy.

"Ha ha, hurry up and attack. All of you still have one last chance."

After Xu Yang said this, he put his hands behind his back and calmly observed the six guys who were lying on the bed like ants on a hot pan.

The six assassins didn't hesitate anymore. They looked at each other, and an ice-cold sharp totem appeared on their backs at the same time.

Each totem was a sword of the God Level that each of the six people wore. The six swords combined together, forming a huge vortex of sword Qi.

In that instant, a huge sword blade hundreds of meters long came crashing down. Xu Yang's eyes more or less had a look of approval.

"The power of this strike should be barely worthy of your tenth ranked believer. However, in front of me, there is no way it can be even weaker."

To be honest, I'm a bit disappointed with your performance, it's far from what I expected. "

Xu Yang shook his head. The next moment, he clenched his right fist. It was also because of this movement that the surrounding aura instantly collapsed and turned into a rain of light. Wherever the rain of light fell, the time and space surrounding these six people completely disappeared.

It was as if the world they existed in had turned into a painting, completely falling silent. The six of them froze in midair, crushed by the rain of light, and completely melted into nothingness.

Everything that belonged to them was tied to Xu Yang. No one knew that the support created by the aura that was tied to Xu Yang was only Xu Yang's Illusory Body and not his real body.

So the wisp of soul aura that he paid for merging with the soul of the Overgod was also from Xu Yang's Illusory Body. He was also the only existence that was a saint, but not completely bound by the will of the Overgod. What was surprising was that even though Xu Yang did such a thing, the Overgod did not detect it at all.

In a sense, Xu Yang's realm and strength had already surpassed the Overgod and stood at the top of the continent's current epoch. Such an achievement was something that even the one ranked first among the three strongest in the world, as mentioned by Beacon Fire Limitless, hundreds of thousands of years ago, could not achieve.

This was because on the continent of the Great World, the accumulation of countless millenniums of civilization had produced many legends that had once been famous, but no one had ever truly stood at the pinnacle of the world.

At that time, every single expert had a large group of opponents that could be on par with him, and they were almost on par with him. But when Xu Yang returned to this continent, what he wanted to do was to become the true number one person in the history of the continent. He wanted to leave all the seniors behind and walk on an unprecedented high road.

This was Xu Yang's true purpose, and he wanted to bring the civilization back on the right track.

As the six people in front of him completely melted, Xu Yang gently waved his hand and kept the swords that were originally exclusive to the six people into his bag. Although he would definitely not be able to use these things, with Tus, Jade Bone Godly Sword and the two supreme Divine Artifact, why would he need these pieces of scrap metal to increase his strength?

However, he aimed to form a team of his own. The outstanding experts that he had chosen to join his team also needed these Divine Artifact to increase their own strength.

When Xu Yang's vision returned to the spacious godly temple, this time, he directly targeted the person that was ranked third out of the one hundred saints. His exclusive halo emitted a dark blue light that was as bright as the stars.

Xu Yang seemed to possess the domain of Sea God, so he was very close to this dark blue color that was like the sea of stars.

Xu Yang did not hesitate to choose the third rank – Halo. He wanted to see who the third saint was.

However, Xu Yang didn't expect that when he touched the dark blue halo of the corresponding elf, he would actually see a sea of stars. A dream-like exclusive space domain covered his field of vision.

Xu Yang finally truly understood the so-called one hundred believers from this moment onwards. In reality, the aura that each of them possessed was a special space that belonged to them and was stationed in this godly temple.

As for how vast this space was, or how beautiful the scene inside was, it was all determined by the abilities of these cultivators. It was as if they were top three cultivators in their ranking.1

Based on the strength of their strength, they should be able to match up to the strong ones with the main God Level. Thus, their strength was far more than enough to satisfy the need to create their own personal space.

The dream-like domain in front of them was the crystallization of their cultivation.

Once they were defeated, their exclusive domain would become the victor's fruit. However, they had this kind of confidence and glory, and they could rely on their own strength to protect the domain that they created.

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