Saint Came

Such a coincidence?

Must be the world's fault!

The Samsara travelers in the valley acted decisively, crushing the two Transcendents who were fighting.

They hurriedly dismantled the array flags, wanting to change positions.

But in less than ten minutes, the native coalition forces led by Dragon Gate and Tree Shade Group appeared.

It seemed that they were in a nearby moving city.

It must be a hint of the world!

Although the Reincarnators were helpless, they were not afraid.

For the natives, this was a hasty battle.

As for them, they had mountains of flesh, flames, and other powerhouses with peak combat strength, not weak!

Five minutes later,

The Reincarnator looked at the world protagonist who seemed to be within his reach - Du Ming - who was now a Second Order Transcendent, his speed top-notch, his transformation into lightning and slipping away. Even if the Third Order Reincarnators targeted him, he would still be able to escape time and time again.

On the contrary, because Turin had attracted a lot of firepower, it was not good for the Reincarnators to start.

"As expected of the protagonist of a high-level world. In terms of speed, you are the strongest among the second-level ones I have ever seen!" A captain of the Reincarnators sighed.

Ten minutes later,

Roshan looked at Gong Ling, using his time ability to restrain him with his own strength.

"If you were given time to grow, with time, even I would be afraid. Unfortunately, you don't have the time -"

Boom!

Roshan charged forward in a straight line, crashing down mountains.

Fifteen minutes later,

Yan Jin's expression was grave as he looked at one of Tang Yu's avatars.

He was good at using fire, but the rank three natives he faced were no weaker than him. They had even come into contact with laws!

"In terms of using fire, this person is not inferior to me."

The two of them had met their match!

Twenty minutes later,

Another dozens of natives joined in, and the Reincarnators who had the upper hand gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

Yan Jin and the other third batch of Reincarnators were not weak and still felt that there was hope.

Those who had experienced it before felt a sense of familiarity.

It was as if...

"Retreat!"

"We didn't lose. We just need to seize the opportunity to take them away!"

Twenty-five minutes later,

"I feel that something is wrong. Let's retreat."

"I have already figured out the tricks of the native powerhouses. I have to burn my essence to take them away."

Thirty minutes later,

"If we can't beat them, let's retreat!"

"As an invincible team, we have experienced so many desperate situations. It is not impossible for Backwind to turn the tables!"

Thirty five minutes later,

"You are not retreating? I am retreating!"

"Retreat? That means that if we fail the mission, we have to ask for help from Lord Saint? We, the invincible team, can't afford to lose this person!"

Thirty-five minutes and thirty seconds passed.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!" The captain of the invincible team shouted.

...

Dozens of minutes later,

The seven or eight Samsara travelers who had survived with great difficulty and suffered heavy injuries gathered together again, their faces grim.

"Why don't we split up?"

"If we gather together, we still have some strength to resist. Split up? Are we going to send them off one by one?"

"I think that it won't be long before those natives find us."

"How strange!"

They could only ask for help again. The shadow of the Dragon Imprisoning Saint appeared.

...

In the unique space belonging to the Samsara Temple, the Dragon Imprisoning Saint frowned.

He already had a bad feeling even without activating the Samsara Square.

Seeing that there were only a few defeated soldiers left, his frown deepened.

These Reincarnators were not new recruits. It was impossible for them to make low-level mistakes, but how did they... be discovered again?

It was unscientific!

No awakening!

Was the world's spirituality too strong? Was it about to awaken self-awareness?

However, even if one possessed the consciousness of a world with intelligence, it was reasonable to say that they would not be able to discover the grand formation that concealed the secrets of the heavens.

The Dragon Imprisoning Saint pondered.

The Monroe King valued this world very much, and it was impossible for him to give up on it. This was especially so when it was possible for 'to give birth to the consciousness of the world'.

But right now, continuing to send a team of Samsara travelers was just a waste.

"Saint's Descent?"

The mechanism of the Hall of Samsara:

Those below Saint rank will be completed by a small team.

After reaching Saint rank, there will be no need to form a small team, and the task will become extremely small. Compared to those beyond mortal rank, Saint has the greatest degree of freedom.

There were also very few of them.

Even a hundred invincible teams might not be able to give birth to a single Saint.

With a wave of his hand, Saint Prisoner Dragon was able to throw down a few invincible teams. Even if all of them were destroyed, he wouldn't feel any heartache. He would only suffer for nothing.

"With my authority, I can give missions to some of the Saints... However, if I want them to participate, I need to promise some benefits. Moreover, the price of a Saint descending is too great."

The amount of resources required to send down a hundred teams couldn't even compare to giving away a Great Saint!

Even if it was to work for the Monroe King, the Dragon Imprisoning Saint felt that he needed to consider the cost.

However, apart from a Saint, no matter how strong a Tier 3 Invincible was, it would still be weakened for a period of time after descending. With the current situation, the native experts wouldn't give him any chance at all, and they wouldn't be able to endure the weakened period.

Then, he could only...

...

Between the barren mountains, the majestic palace floated up and down.

A dot of red light fell and turned into a fiery red spear. The spear was carved with Azure Dragon carvings.

The moment the fiery red spear appeared, the surrounding air distorted. A hot and sharp aura swept across the souls of the Samsara travelers.

The Dragon Imprisoning Saint looked at the 'Ember'. This strongest person had suffered some injuries, but he still managed to survive stubbornly.

"I'll lend you this holy artifact. With the power of the battle formation, it will be enough to kill those indigenous people ! Don't disappoint me."

Along with the holy artifact spear, there was also a formation plate.

When the formation plate was opened, it was enough to unite all the power in the formation and gather it all in one body. This way, even if the Flame Ember had not returned to his peak state, it would still be enough to unleash 30 to 50 of the holy artifact's power.

Of course,

The battle formation needed to be filled up in numbers. The Dragon Imprisoning Saint sent five peak teams in one go as a charging treasure.

The five teams and eighteen Reincarnators quickly descended. Even if they only had the strength of the early Second Rank of the exceptional state, they could still provide a lot of help to the battle formation.

Yan Jin did not float. "You should hurry up and run the secret technique. You can recover as much as you can. When the aboriginals find us, it will be time to fight."

Firstly, they could more or less buy time to recover some strength.

Secondly, even if they could kill some native experts, the rest would probably hide when they saw that the situation was not good, especially the main characters.

They did not have the ability to find people like that.

And the aboriginals were at their peak at this time, just like last time, where the main characters were also present, they could catch them all when they came to their door.

As they had expected, in less than ten days, an aggressive native alliance army came knocking on their door.

The number of Second Order Transcendent cultivators had exceeded sixty, and there were nine Third Order Transcendent cultivators.

Under the stimulation of the world, the native experts improved rapidly.

However,

You won't have a chance!

Yan Jin used his battle formation. It was a basic type of spear battle formation, and it matched perfectly with the divine artifact fiery red spear.

The might of the battle formation was so great that no one could rival the might of the divine artifact.

With a sweep of the spear, a few native rank two bodies exploded, burned into nothingness by the flames and instantly died.

Even a rank three native could not withstand a single blow!

The native alliance army immediately fled, but with the support of the formation, even if the native experts fled dozens of kilometers, hundreds of kilometers, or even thousands of kilometers, he still killed them in one blow.

"Hahaha, hahahaha -"

"The mission is finally completed!"

"Uh... What about the mission completion notification?"

"?"

In the eyes of outsiders,

There were only a few native powerhouses and no large-scale allied army.

As for the Samsara travelers, their bodies stopped in mid-air, their expressions constantly changing. Sometimes they laughed wildly, sometimes they were excited, and sometimes the corners of their mouths twisted...

The painting's surface had turned into a monster.

Tang Yu held two things in his hands.

A fiery red spear, a battle formation disk engraved with a spear pattern.

"An unexpected harvest."

Originally, he only wanted to capture some Samsara Diamonds. He discovered that the Samsara Seals were different. As long as he captured enough Samsara Diamonds, he might be able to use this to pry into some of the secrets of the Samsara Temple.

However, the enthusiastic Samsara travelers presented their holy weapons and military formations.

"This is too... polite."

Tang Yu accepted the spear. He had seen many holy weapons, so he was only happy. On the other hand, he had faced the might of a battle formation before. Tang Yu was very clear about the power of a battle formation.

It was a one-time trump card that could reverse the situation of the battle.

On the side,

Zhu Shuli had a serious expression. She held a string of bells in her left hand and a shell-shaped treasure in her right hand. There was a shiny pendant hanging on her flat chest. She also wore a blue spiral head ring on her head. In front of her mouth, there was a vertical flute.

"Woooo", "Dingling", "Dingdong, Dingdong", she played a piece of music, and the instruments used all exuded the breath of holy artifacts.

Not three, but five!

After seriously cultivating for a period of time, Zhu Shuli, whose strength had improved, finally... could barely use her beloved holy weapon.

Yan Jin and the other Samsara travelers had long since broken through the mental defense line. Before he used the holy weapon and the military array, he was in a trance for a moment and was pulled into the illusion space by Zhu Shuli.

If he hadn't deployed his troops, it wouldn't have been so easy for Zhu Shuli's illusion technique to succeed.

In the illusion technique, the Reincarnators and the native allied forces engaged in the most tragic battle in history.

Countless experts fell, but the indigenous actually had their own treasures.

In the end, Yan Jin fell, and the illusion of the army dispersed. The holy weapon was lost, leaving only a few Reincarnators who fled while the native experts were heavily injured and unable to pursue.

"We failed again?" Black Crow looked confused.

"Yes." Flesh Mountain seemed to have lost his soul. He looked at Black Crow. How was the weakest guy still alive?

"Ask for help again."

...

"I wonder if we can get more holy weapons and military formations?"

Tang Yu was a little envious.

He did not have a way to create battle formations.

"Uh-huh, I'm awesome, right?" Zhu Shuli was elated.

"Amazing, amazing." Tang Yu said casually.

"Huh?"

"You are the best." Tang Yu said solemnly, "Bonuses will be issued this month."

Zhushu Li smiled widely.

"Has the spirit hint been reinforced?"

"Of course, squeak! As long as they encounter difficulties, they will subconsciously want to ask for help. As long as they ask for help, they will think of the holy weapon and military formation..."

As expected of a holy weapon.

Awesome!

Tang Yu sighed... Of course, Zhu Shuli also contributed.

...

When the Dragon Confining Saint received the news that the mission had failed, he was completely dumbfounded.

Even an immortal sage had never experienced such a complete defeat in his endless lifespan.

Based on what they said, the world consciousness might have personally come down. Could it be that the world consciousness has been completely born?

There is another possibility...

The Dragon Imprisoning Saint's expression turned cold.

It is incredible that the aboriginals crush the Reincarnators, but if it is...

Thinking of this possibility, the Dragon Confining Saint cursed his own carelessness. He wanted to throw this troublesome world to someone else, but he thought of the battle formation and the saint artifact he bestowed...

The battle formation was a one-time treasure that could turn the tide of the battle, and the saint artifact was even more precious. Even for him, the loss of a saint artifact was extremely painful.

-I must take it back!

When he saw the Samsara Cube, Yan Jin and the other Samsara travelers cried and cried, "Just a little bit more, and there will definitely be another saint artifact..."

The Dragon Imprisoning Saint's expression was gloomy.

They thought saint artifacts were cabbages!

...

"Ah, so stingy. I don't think I can get another holy weapon, squeak."

Zhu Shuli shook his five holy weapons. His dark green eyes showed a kind of contempt for the poor saint.

Tang Yu glanced at it and remembered the novels he had read before. The stories said that holy weapons were very precious. To a certain extent, ancient forces with holy weapons could be equivalent to a saint holding down the fort.

And a saint with a holy weapon had combat strength that was superior to those of the same level... Not all saints had holy weapons.

Tang Yu thought that this was an exaggerated way of writing, just to highlight the value of a holy weapon.

After all,

Zhu Shuli had five holy weapons, and he had three. Elaine and his followers also had holy weapons. The Ocean Emperor of nether Sea Realm, a few top forces like the Heaven Alliance Chamber of Commerce, all had complete holy weapons... Everything made Tang Yu feel that the holy weapons were like standard weapons.

Shouldn't he throw one at a time?

A Samsara traveler with unparalleled combat strength, who was reading a book, not only did he not even have a holy artifact, but even a dignified Saint was angry over a mere holy artifact?

Tang Yu still did not know that the Dragon Imprisoning Saint was not an ordinary Saint.

...

At the same time,

Yan Jin and the other Samsara travelers were at their wits' end.

Lord Saint was not willing to bestow a holy artifact. Even though they had killed many native powerhouses before, they were not confident about what was left.

As the Samsara travelers of the peak team and the Invincible team, they naturally had the option of giving up the mission.

However, the mission was assigned by the Dragon Imprisoning Saint. The conventional punishment for giving up the mission was acceptable for them, but if they offended the Saint...

Yan Jin, Meat Mountain, and the other powerhouses looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Black Crow and the other two were in a better state of mind. After all, they were the first Samsara travelers to enter the pit. When they saw the mighty Invincible Realm powerhouses also being cheated, they felt inexplicably happy.

Suddenly,

Their Samsara Diamonds all lit up, and beams of light shot out, weaving into a magnificent palace shadow in the air.

"The reinforcements that Lord Prison Dragon mentioned are here!"

They were nervous.

Their past experiences told them that the reinforcements had been given in vain.

However, they also had some expectations.

Whoosh 

The palace shadow shattered, and a five-meter-tall figure, dressed in a luxurious robe, with a blurry face, descended.

At this moment, the sky of the world dimmed for a moment.

The noble existence stood on the ground with his feet on the ground. The vast pressure and the radiance that shrouded his body made all the Reincarnators present pause their breathing.

They were both in awe and fanaticism. They lowered their heads slightly and exclaimed in unison,

"Lord Saint!"