Chapter 1286 The cause and effect of miracles are messed up
The Sea Clan Alliance, that is, the camp of the Deep Sea Alliance.
The high saint of the Sea King family that Zheng Zha targeted finally couldn't hold on. He was cut in half by Zheng Zha's punch and turned into two pools of flesh. The huge flesh and blood gathered and turned into a huge ocean. Another high saint who even descended from the high latitude was still struggling to support until
the sword energy fell, and even Ao, the innate saint, couldn't resist the sword energy, which directly chopped the high saint and the saint into pieces.
Zheng Zha rushed into the saint of the Sea Clan Alliance and slaughtered wantonly. Wu Jie estimated the time and it should be less than an hour away from returning. It doesn't seem to be close from here to the camp of the nine alliances. Right?
Anyway, in order to complete the trick, it's better to go back quickly.
"Second brother, it's almost done, we have to retreat."
Wu Jie grabbed Zheng Zha. Seeing that Zheng Zha was ready to chase, he quickly stopped him. He had a sense of urgency in his heart, and this urgency drove him to return to the camp of the great lord as soon as possible.
Zheng Zha nodded and casually threw the crippled Sky-Swallowing Shark Saint in front of an octopus.
"You're still..."
Wu Jie, who had originally thought that since he was here, he didn't need a punch or a sword, was suddenly stunned.
The reason was nothing else, just because that octopus looked so familiar.
The miracle power that had been dormant in his body for a long time was awakened by Wu Jie. He had not used this miracle power for a long time because the triggering conditions were too harsh, and he didn't need another power now, but the miracle power was still dormant in his body. Once the conditions were met, it would still wake up.
Wu Jie will never forget the glory of using the miracle power for the first time. If it weren't for this power, how could he kill the saint as a mortal, and how could he get the E-level authority. Although the E-level authority doesn't seem to be of much use.
Through the resonance of the miracle power, Wu Jie was 100% sure that this octopus was Cthulhu. Wu Jie felt that if Chu Xuan was here, he might stuff something into this guy, or simply use this guy to set up a big game.
But now
Not moving, not doing anything, is the best move.
Thinking of this, Wu Jie made a retreat gesture to Zheng Zha, and was too lazy to say anything nonsense to these two guys. Anyway, their fate can be said to be determined in the future. In view of Cthulhu's huge contribution to the cause of the Zhongzhou team, don't
Boom!
Two balls of black flames fell directly from the high latitude, directly burning Cthulhu and the Sky-Swallowing Shark to ashes, including the holy way and the body.
"Great! Finally got a head!"
Fu Zha cheered, not knowing that Wu Jie was dumbfounded at this moment.
This, this is not right!
Wu Jie thought of a lot at this moment. The existence of Cthulhu is of great significance to the Zhongzhou team. For example, the first team battle is not mentioned. Li Xiaoyi's soul light and Lingdian's soul light were lit under his influence. Zhu Wen's kingdom of God was directly fused with the Grudge plane. It can even be said that the Grudge plane is the main body. The E-level authority of the Zhongzhou team comes from Cthulhu, and his miracle power comes from Cthulhu. Even Jingtian Jinglong joined the Zhongzhou team because of Cthulhu.
Now, this guy is gone, what about the Zhongzhou team?
Or did he admit his mistake? Or is the Zhongzhou team still not the only state?
Wu Jie walked up and picked up Fu Zha's original dark fire, confirming that Cthulhu and the shark clan saint are dead and can't die anymore. They are dead. Let alone resurrection, it is difficult for the luck projection to survive in the future.
This should be a good thing for the two of them, because they don't have to endure in the turbulence of time and space for who knows how many years before being wiped out. It can be said that they have directly skipped a detour of who knows how many years.
"You're really quick to act!"
"You all have made great achievements in battle, and you've taken a lot of heads. When people ask you about it, you just say how many beginner saints and how many high saints you killed. What about me? Only two reptiles died in the battle between me and the black hole dragon. I killed the black hole dragon by parasitizing it. Can't I just take a head? What's wrong with giving up a head?"
"Hey, if I had known, I wouldn't have left just now. Damn it. Oh, it's okay! Let's go back."
What else can Wu Jie say? These two brothers have lost their ashes, and their souls have burned out. No matter how capable he is, he has never learned to help others play the resurrection match! As for these things, he should go back and ask Chu Xuan. This kind of brain-intensive things should be left to professionals. As for Chu Xuan's tricks on him, he's used to it anyway, and it doesn't matter if it happens once or twice.
Fu Zha looked proud. He felt that he had finally caught up with the first echelon of the Zhongzhou team. This was indeed true. Now, if this kind of weak first saint in the prehistoric history was exposed to Fu Zha, the only outcome would be to be killed or killed instantly. There would be no third result unless it had an innate spiritual treasure. However, Fu Zha felt that Wu Jie and Zheng Zha both killed the first saint in seconds with a single move, and he could also kill the first saint in seconds. Then, rounding off, the gap between his strength and that of Zheng Zha and Wu Jie was not much!
Then it was just around the corner to surpass Wu Jie and suppress Wu Jie under the mountain to avenge the past!
Wu Jie, who didn't know what dangerous ideas Fu Zha was thinking, took the lead and flew over the silver land. After this battle, the name of "Wu Ming" was completely established. A group of high saints were injured, some died, and the innates were all beaten. Who would dare to obstruct?
During the flight, Wu Jie also found that the corrosion of the silver land was almost eliminated. At least the corrosion of the silver land could no longer be seen in the periphery where they were.
Like the blood rain pouring back from the sky, or the blood sea pouring into the silver earth, the saints of the myriad races that were killed by Wu Jie and the other two were actually absorbed by Buzhou Mountain and the silver earth after they fell. No one knows the specific principle, but hundreds of primary saints fell one after another, almost killing one-third of the primary saints of the myriad races, and even the high saints fell. For some reason, these fallen saints were also counted in the sacrifice progress of the silver earth.
Originally, the progress was greatly improved by the fall of ten primary saints and one high saint. Now, the number has increased tenfold, at least thirty times!
Although the best way to eliminate the corrosion of the silver earth is to use human lives, the size of the saints is too large. Other races can only get one or two points of progress by sacrificing to the silver earth, but sacrificing a human can get dozens or hundreds of points. But the death of a primary saint is at least equivalent to hundreds of billions of progress.
The corrosion of the silver earth almost no longer exists!
Now, there are only one mecha after another blocking the legions of the nine alliances.
"This mecha seems to be related to the power of low dimensions."