I became a saint in the game

Is the Immortal-Slaying Sword powerful?
Very strong!

Unfortunately, no matter how strong the sword energy is, it cannot make up for the huge gap in strength between the two sides.

You know, there is still a Purple Mansion Realm between Chen Shicheng and the fat monk. Not to mention that he has lived for thousands of years, the 20% bonus after the realm improvement is already an insurmountable problem.

Fortunately, the number of the immortal-slaying sword energies was endless. With the continuous attacks of a considerable number of sword energies, the big handprint was barely offset before it fell.

But after this attack, the fat monk also saw Chen Shicheng's true identity.

"Grandstanding!"

With a trace of shame and anger at being fooled, the fat monk put his hands together, and the golden Buddha light spread around his body, condensing into a huge angry Vajra behind him. Then he slowly stretched out his hand towards Chen Shicheng, and with great force
The unimaginable and terrifying Buddha power condensed into a demon-subduing pestle, which shot out at this moment, and brilliant golden light suddenly burst out!

The next moment, it crossed the distance of less than a hundred meters between the two sides and pierced through the sword barrier that was rotating like the Milky Way in the Immortal-Slaying Array.

The earth was torn to pieces by this blow, and the terrifying energy spread in all directions, blowing most of the people on the battlefield to the ground. The terrifying attack power stunned everyone present and their minds went blank.

After the players reacted, they were filled with despair, and some even dropped their weapons.

"This, this. Is this the Dharma Realm?"

"How can we fight this? No one can take this blow."

"Boss, how is Boss?"

Jingluo stared at the place where the Demon-Subduing Pestle fell, with cold sweat on his forehead.

As the highest-level and most powerful player present, he felt the attack more directly, so the despair and fear in his heart were deeper than those of others.

What can I do if my skills are not as good as others?

Turgenev walked up to his side at some point, swallowed to moisten his dry throat, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Whale Fall, although it may be a bit inappropriate to say this, it seems that this mission of breaking the formation is impossible to complete. If it really doesn't work, we should implement the last plan and let all players cross the border and develop on our side."

Hearing this, Jingluo was shocked and fell into deep thought.

The last plan was what we had discussed before. If the mission to break the formation fails, in order to preserve the fire, the country will use all its resources to send a group of players abroad. When they have strength in the future, they will return to the country to destroy the Four Symbols Exorcism Formation.

But after struggling repeatedly, Jingluo smiled miserably, and finally made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "Leave? Where else can we go? Everyone can leave, but I can't. I am the leader of this mission, and I will bear the consequences of failure. You retreat, I will cover you."

“But you are one of the strongest people in the Iron Blood Great Wall. You must not die here!” A big man of the Iron Blood Great Wall had veins popping out on his forehead and threw Whale Fall behind him. “We will be the ones to cover you. You can avenge us later!”

".What can I use to take revenge? How long will it take to reach the Dharma Realm?" Jingluo muttered to himself in despair.

The more I think about it, the more desperate I become. Levels are easy to deal with, but what about skills? Skills that have been cultivated for thousands of years cannot be caught up with in just a few years or even decades.

Just when everyone was in despair.

next moment.

The smoke and dust were blown away, revealing Chen Shicheng in the center. At this time, under the attack of the demon-subduing pestle, his whole body was covered with scars, and the light of the golden light spell had almost dissipated. Only a few strands of golden light were still swaying on the surface of his body. Blood kept dripping down his body and soon gathered into a pool on the ground.

"Is this all you can do? If so, I can fight you for a whole day!"

Chen Shicheng grinned and licked his blood-stained teeth with his tongue, feeling the taste of rust in his mouth. He stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and a white ball of light slowly emerged in his palm.

[Immortal Slaying Formation (One-time): A formation formed naturally by the residual power of the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife. As the power dissipates, it can only be used once. It can unleash the full power of the Immortal Slaying Formation at once.]

When entering the game in the early stage, Chen Shicheng not only obtained the Immortal Sword Intention, but also obtained a one-time skill.

As the person involved, he had entered this formation and experienced its power once.

All the immortal sword intent accumulated over a hundred thousand or even hundreds of thousands of years is contained in this disposable formation. Once it all erupts, it will surely be earth-shattering.

Not to mention a small Dharma Realm, even if it is a slightly weaker Immortal Realm, one will have to take two slaps before being able to walk out.

"What's this."

The fat monk realized something was wrong the moment the white ball of light appeared. A feeling of impending disaster instantly emerged, and he looked shocked.

He knew that if he just sat there and waited for death, he would most likely be beheaded the next moment.

Of course, he didn't know why he had this illusion, but for countless years, this feeling had never been wrong, and he didn't dare to bet whether his premonition was an illusion.

So, he put away his contempt and burst out with all his strength.

His seemingly fat body is not ordinary fat, but an illusion created by a special technique that stores excess true energy in the body, which is similar to the principle of the Blood Evil Pearl.

At this moment, he directly activated his skills, stretched his body to the extreme, and rose several centimeters. The fat on his body instantly burned and disappeared, turning into solid muscles. Fat Maitreya directly turned into a muscular man.

"Haha, if you had used all your strength just now, you might have had a chance, but it's too late now!"

As Chen Shicheng finished his words, the white ball of light in his palm expanded instantly, and an indescribable powerful presence swept across the entire battlefield like a tsunami.

He moved forward slowly, and every step he took was carried with him an indescribable momentum, as if a peerless divine weapon had been honed in blood and fire, and he was the forger and wielder of that divine weapon.

Just as Chen Shicheng took the last step, the white ball of light in his palm suddenly turned into white light, penetrating the entire battlefield and rapidly spreading in all directions.

After just a short breath, the white sky replaced the blue sky and white clouds, shrouding everyone in an unspeakable formation. Endless vastness and desolation shrouded everyone's heart.

The players who had been somewhat desperate and out of control before all froze in place, staring blankly in the direction of Chen Shicheng, and then looked at Jingluo in bewilderment.

"Is this the great player? Why didn't the country use this trump card earlier?"

"Don't ask me, I can't understand, I don't know anything."

Whale's eyes were filled with confusion, and his jaw almost dislocated. (End of this chapter)