Chapter 1572 Such Holy Power

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

This sword was completely beyond his expectation.

Isn’t Jiang Cheng new here?

The newcomer has not yet had time to familiarize himself with the rules of the Solitary God Realm, so how can he use the power of the rules?

Even stronger than the power of their rules!

And wasn't it agreed that he only had the power of the soul left?

Before the war, Taoist Master Mengju had never thought about the possibility that Jiang Cheng might have some remaining immortal power.

It's not like he hasn't thought about it, that he might have developed some Jie Yuan power.

That's not a problem.

They can all handle it.

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

"What the hell? So strong?"

Jiang Cheng himself was shocked by the result of the battle just now.

Just such a wisp of turbid power, compared to his former immortal power, is like a firefly compared to the bright moon, and it will definitely not have much fighting power.

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

Jiang Cheng felt that if the power of turbidity wanted to exert its super power, it must have a certain scale.

At least the total amount cannot be less than the holy power of other Dao Saints.

But that sword strike just now...

It can no longer be said that the effect is significant, but that God blocks and kills God.

"Is Zhuoli so outrageous?"

If it had been Xianli just now, he would have lost.

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

That ray of turbid power was exerted through the swordsmanship and then covered the entire field. It could be said that it was diluted to the extreme.

It almost turned into the form of mist.

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

It feels like it will break when you poke it.

However, the seemingly weak mist composed of those turbid forces produced incredible magical effects after coming into contact with the opponent's intermediary power.

Wherever it covers, the power of Jie Yuan disappears.

And not only the power of Jieyuan, but also the power of their rules have no power in the face of this turbid power.

After being touched by the turbulent flow of rules, it immediately lost its original destructive effect.

Disappeared into the void.

And when the power of turbidity finally came into contact with their immortal bodies, they were not hindered in any way.

It invaded their bodies so easily.

There is no process of wreaking destruction, but the corrosive effect of the turbidity itself, after bringing in the death energy, is enough to wipe out their vitality.

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

"Hahaha, I finally have holy power."

Brother Cheng almost cried with joy.

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

Although he didn't say anything on the surface, he was worried that he might stop at the gate and be unable to make any further progress.

No matter how powerful the Taoist is, he is still a Taoist. Even if his combat power is incredible, compared to the Taoist Saint, his strength is still too low.

Especially when thinking about the talent of Qiu Yuxuan, the ‘old enemy’.

Maybe next time we meet, this girl will miraculously become a Taoist saint. Then where will Mr. Jiang's face be?

But now, he finally let go of his worries.

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

The swordsmanship of the thirteenth level suddenly shrank.

The power of rules and the power of Jieyuan of Taoist Mengju dissipated quickly like rapidly evaporating water vapor.

"No!"

"This is impossible!"

It’s not that this core elder of Bayu Palace has never seen holy power.

The head of Bayu Palace is Tao Sheng.

"This is not holy power! Absolutely not!"

When encountering the holy power, although he cannot resist it, he can at least mobilize the power of Jie Yuan and the power of rules to attack the opponent.

Use attack against attack to disrupt the opponent's rhythm.

But now facing Jiang Cheng, the attack he fired just disappeared, leaving him completely without any resistance.

If the Taoist Master is so powerless when facing the Taoist Saint, then even if there are hundreds or thousands of Taoist Masters gathered, they will only be killed by the Taoist Saint instantly.

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

Brother Cheng was even angry.

What do you mean?

How much effort did it take for me to solve the biggest difficulty in becoming a Taoist saint, and you actually said it was not the case?

"You are definitely not a Taoist saint!"

Taoist Master Mengju frantically activated his Jie Yuan power. Although it seemed to be in vain, Jiang Cheng's turbid power had also reached the end of its strength.

"You said it's not the case, right?"

The available turbid power is too little and cannot withstand consumption, and will dissipate soon.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng's holy soul could now free up his hands to concentrate on dealing with Taoist Mengju alone.

Under the careful care of the Holy Soul, Meng Ju's soul was turned upside down.

His ears were ringing, his vision went dark, and his consciousness began to fade.

Bah!

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

And at this moment, the turbid power finally disappeared.

The turbid energy seeds in Jiang Cheng's body dimmed.

It's like other people's Qihai has exhausted its immortal power.

A recovery period is required before the light can be relit.

And if he wants to restore the turbid power seeds, he can only rely on the turbid power fruits from the Immortal Tree of Communication and Enlightenment.

"Oh, it's really not easy!"

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

Mu Yue on the side was already in shock.

This girl lightly covered her little mouth, her eyes were filled with the color of looking at the gods, it was incredible.

"You, are you really a Taoist saint?"

"That is required!"

Brother Cheng said it was not easy. He used to pretend to be a Taoist saint, but now he is finally justified.

Although the realm of immortal power is actually not yet that of a Taoist saint, it will be a matter of course when I return in the future and take the Emperor Pill.

"But, then, weren't you before..."

Mu Yue felt that this was so unreal.

This is a Taoist saint!

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

As a result, I met someone in person and spent so much time with him?

This feeling is like being a low-level pawn living and walking with a marshal who commands an army of millions. It is really dreamy.

Jiang Cheng thought she was talking about not having immortal power, but she just showed up about the way 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, Taoist Saint has lost his immortal power, but still has his holy power!"

He had an enigmatic demeanor, making himself seem to be a reclusive expert in the world of games.

Mu Yue seemed to understand, but that realm was too far away from her.

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

Far away, the two divine envoys who had pulled the cart once again survived by chance.

It wasn't that Jiang Cheng deliberately wanted to save their lives this time.

But the level of these two sages was too low, so they didn't join in the battle at all, they just stood behind and acted as the atmosphere team.

Therefore, he was very lucky not to be covered by the power of turbidity.

At this time, the two of them were very smart, and once again kneeled down and slapped themselves crazily.