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70.04% Immortal Me Can Infinitely Add Points For Myself / Chapter 145: Hunt Down

บท 145: Hunt Down

  How powerful were the three elders at the third level of the Sea-Reversing Realm?
  If they fought separately, each of them should have the strength equivalent to around the fifth level of the Sea-Reversing Realm.
  However, if they cooperated tacitly and could even form some large formations, then their combined strength would be equivalent to the sixth or seventh level of the Sea-Reversing Realm.
  Were they strong?
  For preparatory disciples and formal disciples, they were indeed quite powerful.
  But for Chen Xia, they were far from being strong enough.
  Within thirty breaths, he grasped one of the elders' heads and was about to throw it down when a cold chill hit him from behind.
  Another elder launched a water-attribute supernatural power at the level of Dao Law, blasting towards Chen Xia's back.
  The profound Extreme Ice covered Chen Xia, and there was even pale flame on it, constantly roasting him, quickly freezing him in mid-air and keeping him in a stalemate there.
  The elder whose head was grasped by Chen Xia used his supernatural power, his figure flickered, and he quickly retreated.
  "The combination of the Profound Extreme Ice and the Pale Corpse Fire, these two great Dao Laws, should be able to inflict quite a heavy blow on him!"
  One of the elders said with certainty.
  This was a fusion technique they had studied for thousands of years. One was a water-attribute Dao Law, and the other was a fire-attribute Dao Law. They had both been improved a lot, so they could be combined and released together.
  Chen Xia now became a statue made of profound ice, suspended in the sky, with the flames constantly roasting him inside, looking as if he was completely covered by the flames.
  The terrifying aura emanating from it even made the disciples' hearts palpitate, making them feel as if they had witnessed something extremely terrifying.
  Just one glance at it made them tremble.
  The disciples watching swallowed hard, feeling that the supernatural power of the two elders joining hands was extremely terrifying. No wonder they were elders.
  "This kind of supernatural power isn't as simple as one plus one equals two. It's the result of my thousands of years of cultivation. You, a preparatory disciple, want to rebel? You should first see if you have the ability!"
  The elder who released the Pale Corpse Fire sneered. His Pale Corpse Fire could really turn a cultivator at the Sea-Reversing Realm into a corpse!
  The disciples didn't dare to say a word. Some preparatory disciples even didn't dare to look at the Profound Ice Statue in the sky and just sighed secretly.
  Crack!
  A crisp sound rang out, echoing in everyone's ears.
  The cultivators below instantly looked up, their eyes widening in horror.
  The Profound Ice Statue in the sky suddenly moved. It slowly moved its frozen hand, grasped its own face, and squeezed hard with its five fingers.
  Boom!
  The profound ice all fell off, revealing Chen Xia's face with a calm expression.
  "Indeed, it's not one plus one equals two. At most, you equal one point five."
  He squeezed his five fingers again, and the profound ice fell off, revealing his palm with the pale flame on it.
  The three elders couldn't figure out how this had happened no matter what. They just stared at Chen Xia blankly, unable to say a word for a long time.
  The elder who had spoken before opened his lips helplessly, looked around with his eyes, and then slapped himself, wanting to see if he was dreaming.
  Obviously, he wasn't, because that slap really hurt.
  But... but this was their joint ultimate skill. How could Chen Xia, who was only at the first level of the Sea-Reversing Realm, block it so easily?
  Chen Xia raised his hand. The pale flame on it was still burning. He slightly snapped his fingers as if making a snapping sound.
  The fire suddenly grew larger!
  The sky instantly turned pitch black, shadows spread out, and a blood-red moon hung high in the sky, showing a corner.
  The Cycle of Reincarnation in Desperate Situation.
  Chen Xia had a scarlet crown hovering above his head. Facing the elder who used the flame, he stretched out his hand and smiled lightly.
  "I'll give you a chance for a head-on fight."
  Before the elder could respond, a figure like a meteor crashed into him, brutally crushing him to the ground and creating a trench several thousand meters long.
  The Profound Extreme Ice on Chen Xia's body fell off piece by piece, like shedding a shell, revealing his somewhat mottled blue shirt.
  He stood under the blood moon with the pale flame burning on his right hand, the scarlet crown hovering above his head, his head slightly raised, and a calm expression on his face.
  He looked invincible.
  The disciples outside were getting even more nervous at this time, extremely worried about the outcome of the fight.
  The other two elders wanted to break into the small world created by Chen Xia, but they couldn't find a way. At the moment, they could only be anxious.
  Everyone was so worried that they didn't even dare to say much, with tense expressions on their faces.
  Fortunately, they didn't have to wait too long. About half an hour later.
  Heavy footsteps sounded in the void, stepped into reality, and seemed to step on the hearts of everyone on the field.
  The figure in the blue shirt walked out slowly. The left sleeve was completely torn, revealing his muscular arm. Looking down, he was holding a blood-covered figure in his hand.
  Chen Xia threw the half-dead elder out and asked the other two elders unhurriedly.
  "Who's next?"
  No one answered, and no one dared to answer.
  The remaining two elders quickly exchanged a glance, communicated with their eyes, and then immediately nodded.
  The Profound Extreme Ice burst out again, climbing onto Chen Xia's body, trying to freeze him here.
  At the same time, these two elders instantly retreated explosively.
  Chen Xia stretched out his hand, flicked his finger, and shattered the Profound Extreme Ice from its source. Then he reached out and suddenly pulled in the void.
  The movements and expressions of all the cultivators on the field became slow at this moment. Grayish-white colors spread out, the clouds didn't move, and the water didn't ripple.
  Chen Xia took a step forward unhurriedly and had already reached behind one of the elders, grasping his neck with one hand.
  The elder's reaction was also very fast. Almost instantly, he turned his head, with his supernatural powers and spells already in his hands, ready to throw them out.
  Unfortunately, another hand had already grabbed his hand first, suppressing all his supernatural powers and spells.
  "It'll just hurt for a moment." Chen Xia said calmly.
  Then the elder's eyes widened. In front of him was a fist swinging at him at high speed!
  Boom!
  What did it feel like to be hit by a meteor?
  The elder didn't know. All he knew was that he felt like he was dying, falling into the mountain range and being buried under the mud and stones.
  Blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth. There wasn't a single part of his body that didn't hurt. If he were given another chance, he definitely wouldn't come here.
  Who knew this person was so fierce!
  A dull sound came again. The mud and stones burying him were pushed aside, light shone through, and there was also the figure in the blue shirt blocking the light.
  "Hello."
  Chen Xia smiled and greeted him politely.
  The elder closed his eyes, didn't say a word, and didn't make a move.
  The sword intent rose.
  A purple-gold flying sword hovered at his brow, its sharp edge stinging his skin.
  Cold sweat flowed from the elder's forehead, and he didn't dare to make a move.
  Chen Xia didn't bother with him anymore and turned to chase after the last elder.
  The three elders had come in a mighty manner, and naturally, they should also lie down neatly.
  The last elder was extremely fast. He had already crossed the Heavenly Pavilion and entered the formal disciple area. He was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he turned his head and his body instantly froze.
  Chen Xia was standing not far away, smiling at him, with blood on his hands, dripping down continuously.
  The elder felt a chill run down his spine, and his guts were about to split with fear.
  What kind of terrifying game was this?

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