Chapter 335: : Penglaixian...no more! )

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What is the concept of 270 million tons equivalent?
To be honest, no one knows, because no country in the world has produced a hydrogen bomb of such a huge equivalent. As for whether it has been produced after the rejuvenation of Reiki, it is unknown.
The little boy of that year, with only 10,000 tons equivalent, instantly razed Hiroshima to the ground, causing hundreds of thousands of deaths and injuries.
The Big Ivan produced by the "Nuclear Maniac" Khrushchev, but 50 million tons can be detonated, causing almost all houses within hundreds of kilometers to be destroyed, and the violent wind pressure generated by the explosion sent nearly 1,000 kilometers away!
According to data, the hot wind produced by the 50-million-ton Grand Ivan explosion can cause burns to people 170 kilometers away, and the flash from the explosion can cause severe pain, burns and even blindness to the eyes 220 kilometers away.
The electromagnetic pulse wave after the explosion caused a full one-hour radio communication window period, moving the entire Eurasian continent 9 millimeters south.
The destruction strain with the equivalent of 270 million tons exploded in an instant, causing the powerful mana of the Mahayana realm to dissolve. At the core of the explosion, even if he had the best Taoist weapon and the protective body in the first place, that Hundreds of millions of degrees of high temperature made his best Taoist weapon suits melt, and his physical body burned under intense high temperature almost instantly. His soul wanted to escape, but just flew out. Swept by the heat wave.
Even if the Mahayana realm is strong, those tribulation realms, combined Dao realms, and Yuanshen realms need not be mentioned.
Even if they are far away from the center of the explosion and have a reaction period, they are still inundated by the flashes, flames, and pulses produced by the explosion as they flee outward.
Boom!
The earth-shaking loud noise sounded in the sea, and an extremely huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky from Penglai Xiandao. The heat wave generated by it was that the rivers and the Baimei Taoists in the high altitude had to be separated temporarily, and they continued to lift off. open.
The turbulent waves broke out in the sea, and the tsunami was hundreds of meters high, rolling in all directions.
"Fuck!"
"Is the 270 million tons equivalent of the destruction strain so terrifying?"
Jiang He was taken aback.
He looked at the center of the explosion, but at close range, the sharp pain and burning sensation from his eyes made him only look back.
At this moment, the Taoist White Eyebrows had gone crazy.
He shouted and screamed.
I tried to rush into the explosion several times, but all failed.
The strong men in the distance all showed fear, intertwined and exchanged thoughts and thoughts, and did not know what immortal technique Jianghe displayed, and farther in the sky, the immortal light stagnated in the void.
This is the strong man of Wan Jianzong.
Seven or eight in full.
The leader is the only Mahayana realm of Wan Jianzong. He looks like a middle-aged face. He steps on the treasure of Wan Jianzong's Zhenzong-Longyuan Sword, and behind him are seven triumphant realm experts.
It can be said that this time Wan Jianzong almost came out.
At least the high-level combat power left only one Five Tribulations Realm guarding the sect, and what he did was the "Sword" in the hands of Jiang He.
If you get the Immortal Sword, even if there is only one Mahayana realm in Ten Thousand Sword Sect, you can surely crush the world.
However, at this moment, the Mahayana sword repairman had a look of astonishment flashing in his eyes, staring at the mushroom cloud flying in the distance, and said in surprise: "What is that?"
Many Tribulation Realms shook their heads, expressing not knowing.
They have been in retreat for a long time, and they usually only leave the customs when they cross the tribulation. Even if they leave the tribulation, they are carried out in an isolated island in the sea, where have you learned about modern technology?
Of course, I don't bother to understand.
In the eyes of these "immortals", there are just a few mundane groups. What can their so-called technology create?
What kind of muskets, artillery, some people in the scene have seen it, it is not enough to tickle yourself.
"Huh...that direction, seems to be Penglai Xianzong?"
Suddenly, someone screamed, and immediately everyone's expressions moved slightly. Someone immediately took out the jade symbol and sent a message to contact the Qianjian Taoist. However, this sound transmission changed his expression: "No echo, but the spiritual imprint left by Senior Brother Qianjian. Very weak, almost reaching the edge of collapse..."
The spiritual imprint is still there, which means that he is not dead.
But even if he didn't die, the Qianjian Taoist at this moment was almost dead.
The aftermath of the explosion has begun to dissipate. Although the mushroom cloud in the sky has not disappeared, at least the explosion shock wave on Penglai Xian Island has disappeared...
A few figures appeared on the surface of the sea, and several weak and nearly collapsed souls appeared...
Heaven.
The Taoist White Eyebrows spit out blood and landed quickly.
His spiritual thoughts were frantically searching and finding the surviving people of Penglai Xianzong and...Penglai Xiandao.
However, where is Penglai Fairy Island?
Only some scattered rubble floating on the sea surface, an island with a radius of more than 100 kilometers, under the explosion of nearly 900 ruined plants, completely disappeared.
"Brother..."
In the sea, a weak soul emerged.
It is another Mahayana from the Penglai Immortal Sect. His body has been completely reduced to ashes, and the primordial spirit that escaped is almost melted under the intense heat. Fortunately, the primordial spirit has no weight and flies extremely fast. Only barely survived.
But what about surviving?
At this moment, the strength of his primordial spirit is at most at the Dao level...
Want to recover, I'm afraid it will never be possible.
"The Patriarch..."
The surviving cultivators of Penglai Immortal Sect gathered towards the Taoists with white eyebrows.
There are seven people in total.
Three of them were far away from the explosion center, escaped faster, and had a protective body, so even if their bodies were seriously injured, they were still at least still there. The Mahayana realm and the other three people had no physical bodies.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
The white-browed Taoist yelled up to the sky, roaring like a beast.
"Jianghe..."
He has white hair and white beards flying, and this whole person has the signs of being enchanted, and said angrily: "You destroy my Penglai Xianzong mountain gate and cut off my Xianzong inheritance for thousands of years. My Penglai Xianzong will never die with you. Dai Tian..."
"Ok?"
Heaven.
Jiang He's eyes sank.
Seeing the Penglai Immortal Sect that was blown up by the ruined strain, Jiang He's heart... actually flashed a trace of compassion, but at this time, he couldn't help but sink!
compassion?
ridiculous!
These people are cultivators.
In the monastic world, the weak and the strong eat the weak, if you want to be this Virgin, I am afraid that one day in the future, I don’t know how to die...
The hatred between himself and Penglai Xianzong can no longer be resolved!
"Since it cannot be resolved, then..."
They can only cut the roots early!
Jiang He gritted his teeth, his figure fell from the sky, and he killed the Taoist with white eyebrows without a word.
The Taoist White Eyebrows urged the mana to the extreme, and the Haotian Mirror in his hand exploded with heavenly power, and wanted to kill Jianghe, but no matter how he broke out, it would be hard to beat the power of the fairy sword in Jianghe's hand.
Fairy...
Half fairy, one word difference, but power is a world of difference.
The only seven Penglai immortal cultivators behind Taoist Baimei were quietly retreating at this moment, and they received the voice of Taoist Baimei
"go!"
"I'm here to hold Jiang He, you guys will run away immediately, this son is a sword repairman, powerful, and in control of the immortal weapon, the combat power is not weaker than me...poof!"
With a sword, Jiang He swept away the mirror light coming from the lasing.
In the center of his eyebrows, sword lights flew out again.
Now, he lacks everything else on his body, but the magic weapon flying sword is not lacking. He has killed the people like Chiyang, Zhong Wanshan and Hong Shanze, allowing him to obtain a large number of magic weapon flying swords. After planting...
Now Jiang He has two high-grade Taoist flying swords besides the Qingmu sword.
There are six middle-grade Taoist flying swords.
Unfortunately……
The attributes are wrong.
Can't make up a "six meridians and five elements sword formation", so Jiang He can only retreat and learn from the more powerful Qixing Bagua sword formation.
"Ding!"
"Planting points-1 million."
"Congratulations to the host, you have successfully cultivated the Seven-Star Bagua Sword Formation to a great state..."
In his mind, the system prompt sounded, and a large amount of complicated and mysterious sword formation information poured into Jianghe’s mind. He flexed his fingers and shot out flying swords. The following immortal weapon cut mosquito sword was used as a guide, and seven flying swords were supplemented. Arranged into a seven-star eight-diagram sword formation in an instant.
Seven Stars and Eight Diagrams Sword Array, the main enemy.
At this moment, it seemed that the world was silent, only the endless sword auras formed a huge "Seven Stars and Eight Trigrams" sword formation, suppressed in the air!
"what is this?"
The Taoist with white eyebrows was shocked, biting the tip of his tongue abruptly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and sprinkled on the Haotian Mirror. He burned his blood and mana, and even burned his own way, pushing the Haotian Mirror to the extreme. In the Haotian Mirror, the golden haze burst out like a substance, forming a world outlined by a great road and mana in the void, trying to resist the "Seven Stars and Eight Diagrams Sword Formation".
But it's useless.
next moment……
Boom!
The Haotian mirror shattered.
The Taoist Baimei was suppressed by the Seven Stars and Eight Diagrams Sword Array.
Jiang He urged his mana and spurred the Seven Stars and Eight Diagrams Sword Formation. At the same time, he grabbed all the [Five Thunder Symbols] from his body, swayed them in the air, and threw them at the seven escaped Penglai Immortal Sect cultivators.
In the sky, the thunderclouds gathered in an instant, and the five elements of the gods of thunder seemed to have locked the seven, and bombarded them in turn. The seven people who were already seriously injured and dying broke out with all the means that can explode at present, and resisted 14 shots in full [5] Lei Fu] After a total of 70 five-element divine thunders, all of them were smashed to death, that is, the soul, all smashed into dregs.
"Do not……"
Inside the Seven Stars and Eight Diagrams sword formation, the white-browed Taoist roared frantically. His seven orifices spilled blood, burning his avenue to the limit, and even a red flame appeared all over his body. The red flame burned, causing ripples in the void, and the space began. Fluctuated.
"Good guy!"
Jiang He was shocked.
Is this old immortal thing so cruel?
Burning one's own avenue at this level can quickly burst out tyrannical combat power, but it is breaking one's own foundation. When the battle is over, the realm will surely fall, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future.
Thinking of a strong man who has stepped into the Mahayana realm for more than a thousand years, because he is about to fall to the realm, he has to face the tragic life of the collapse of the sect and the death of all his disciples and grandchildren, Jiang He decided...
Give the white eyebrow Taoist a joy.
"System, how many planting points are needed to cultivate the Nine Sky Thunder Fire Sword Formation?"
The system is speechless.
Jiang He cursed secretly and said directly: "System, train me the Thunder Fire Sword Formation for nine days!"
"Ding!"
"Not enough planting points..."
Jiang He was speechless for a while.
I have accumulated 112.8 million planting points. Is this insufficient?
"It cost 10 million to upgrade the Dao and Dao Realm of Great Perfection, and to upgrade to the Great Perfection of Tribulation Realm, it cost 100 million points...Seven Stars and Eight Diagrams Sword Array, cost 1 million...I now have 1.8 million planting points left ?"
Sigh lightly.
Jiang He could only take out a pepper.
no way.
Only rely on the 50% combat power of the pepper to send the white eyebrow Taoist on the road.
He swallowed the chili in a few mouthfuls, his aura soared by 50%, and his violent mana caused Jiang He to feel the pride of the world. He waved his hand and the Seven Stars and Eight Diagrams Sword Array was unlocked.
The white-browed Taoist who was trapped in the sword formation got out of the trap and couldn't help but be overjoyed, holding the Haotian mirror to kill Jianghe.
"Jianghe!"
"Poor Dao will die with you..."
Only in the next moment, a bright sword light rose up.
The mosquito sword, the first type of three thousand calamities-Baiju crosses the gap.
With a sword, the Haotian Mirror was split.
The white-browed Taoist is divided into two.
Because of the burning avenue and the soul, his soul is braving the raging flames at this moment, wanting to fly away, but the next moment, the endless sword light rises between the heavens and the earth, the sword twenty-three...
Cut out in the air.
Pouch.
That soul was torn apart by a sword.
With a bang, it dissipated completely.
Jiang He waved his hand and put away a flying sword. He who played the "Sword Twenty-Three" twice today was slightly tired and yawning. He just wanted to search for the loot, but he couldn't help but his eyes moved and looked far away. In the sea.
In the sea, a weak primordial spirit rushed out and fled to the distance instantly.
"Thousand Swordsmen?"
Jiang He laughed, and punched out...
Boom!
The tyrannical qi, blood and mana flooded the soul, and the weak soul of the Qianjian Taoist burst open.
Jiang He moved his gaze and found that a storage ring fell with the bursting soul. He probed his hand and grabbed the storage ring in his hand. He laughed and said: "I didn't find it. These thousand swordsmen are still Old Yinbi, if it hadn't been for me to be promoted to the Great Perfection, the primordial spirit had already made a qualitative leap and metamorphosis, and had a strong sense of power, so I would have let this dog go away."
Jiang He put away the storage ring in his hand.
He frowned, looking around the void.
I can't see the figures, but the hidden tyrannical auras can't be concealed from the rivers. The powerful people who hide the world of the immortal sect, the magic door and even the ancient demon cultivation holy land have not left. These people, the old and the elite, how can they retreat so easily?
They are all waiting, waiting for Jiang He and Penglai Xianzong to lose.
Waiting to reap the benefits of the fisherman.
The temptation of the fairy sword is too big!
What's more, in addition to the fairy sword, there is also the Haotian mirror. They were originally worried about the treasure house of Penglai Xianzong for thousands of years, but now...Penglai fairy island is completely gone, even the treasure house is completely in the violent explosion Was destroyed.
But a fairy sword, a half fairy weapon, is enough to make them take risks.
Feeling the breath, Jiang He's scalp numb.
Damn...
Careless.
These people don't want to do it to themselves, right?
The possibility...not small.
They must think that in order to deal with the white-browed Taoist, they consume a lot of money and are not injured lightly. What if they feel that they are now strong outsiders?
And myself...
indeed……
Some minor injuries.
Today I used Sword Twenty-Three twice, and my mind is a little bit injured and exhausted. If I fight again, it will definitely have an impact.
These people have the Mahayana realm and the Tribulation realm. They really have to work together to deal with themselves. I'm afraid... even if their liver explodes, they can only kill one... No, they should be able to kill two Taoists with white eyebrows. The strong man, after the killing is over, he has to run away!
"Absolutely can't be counseled, if I really show counsel, I'm afraid these people will do it."
Jiang He was looking for some magic weapons and storage rings scattered in the sea, thinking in his mind, maybe... he has to be a little stronger, so as to shock the group of people.
He came to the corpse of Taoist White Eyebrows, took the storage ring of Taoist White Eyebrows, and picked up the Haotian Mirror that was floating about 800 meters away by his own sword.
At this moment, Jiang He sensed a change in the aura hidden in the dark.
"Someone is going to attack me!"
Jiang He's heart jumped, and he immediately smiled.
He looked around, his face was full of arrogance, and smiled: "Friends of Daoist, just look at the excitement. Now that the excitement is finished, it's time to go back to each house? Hey... the fellow Daoist in the southeast, Are you a demon cultivator?"
"Eight Tribulation Realm, dare to show hostility to me?"
"Where is your demon cultivation holy ground? Do you want me to plant some mushrooms in your house?"
brush!
Above Jiang He, the mosquito sword appeared.
The murderous intent on his body skyrocketed, and after hundreds of miles, he cut the past with a sword.
With a muffled grunt, blood fell in the void, and a Great Demon of the Eight Tribulations realm covered in demon gas fell from the void, turning into a glow and fleeing away. His voice sounded: "Friend Jianghe, misunderstanding, This is all a misunderstanding, I am not hostile to fellow Jianghe Daoist..."
Just slipped away.
Jiang He waved his hand and recalled the mosquito sword.
Secretly, many strong people are secretly frightened.
Is this the power of the fairy sword?
After four or five hundred miles, one sword wounded a great monster of the Eight Tribulations Realm. If this was within a hundred miles, I was afraid that it could kill the Eight Tribulations Realm with one sword!
In the void, the breath of the Eight Tribulations Realm and Seven Tribulations Realm quickly disappeared.
Several Mahayana realm powerhouses exchanged divine consciousness for a while, and they all retreated.
Jiang He laughed a few times and said, "Sure enough, these old immortals who have lived for more than a thousand or even two thousand years are actually coercion, scaring them, and ensuring that they run faster than anyone else."
He searched a large circle in this sea area, and the result...
Very helpless.
The treasure house of Penglai Xianzong was really blown up.
What kind of magic weapon of spirit stone, the lower level is directly turned into nothingness, there are only a few more powerful middle-grade and high-grade broken Dao implements floating on the sea.
In addition, there is a top-grade Taoist suit.
This should be the Mahayana realm. He was at the center of the explosion of 900 Destroy Mushrooms. It was this top-grade Taoist suit that was burned by hundreds of millions of degrees with only two trouser legs.
Jiang He picked up these Taoist artifacts one by one...
It doesn't matter if it's broken, just go home and repair it...
"In fact, it doesn't matter whether there are magic weapons or not. What I am more concerned about is the practice of Penglai Xianzong... What a pity!"
Jiang He was very sorry.
A sect that has been handed down for thousands of years must have innumerable techniques. If you get it, it will be enough to start a sect. Even if you don’t have this mindset, you can give it to the prince to ensure that the prince can treat yourself as a father. It is great to keep a watch to pass the time in your free time, or to prepare for future self-created exercises for reference.
"Fortunately, I have not destroyed the strain. Otherwise, when I fight the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, I will habitually throw it out. Wouldn't it mean that I have to blow up everything?"
Jiang He's thoughts flashed, and suddenly he remembered something...
Why didn't you see the master of Wan Jianzong?
It stands to reason that when the Qianjian Taoist was present and he just showed up and revealed the mosquito sword, Wan Jianzong should have received the news?
"So complicated!"
"Wan Jianzong didn't come... After this time, I have to go to Wan Jianzong!"
Jiang He was a little depressed.
This group of people does not play cards according to common sense!
You are a sword repair sect, a fairy sword, is it not attractive to you?
None of the fierce beast kings he promised to catch alive to the Super Power Research Department... and just used the sword twenty-three twice, I was a little tired.
I really have to wait for myself to wake up, and after catching the fierce beast king, wouldn't Wan Jianzong... run away?
"Should not?"
"Ten Thousand Swordsmen's foundation for thousands of years~EbookFREE.me~ won't you just give up like that, right?"
"If a monk can run, can he run a temple?"
Jiang He yawned and said, "Go to bed first, and then go to Wan Jianzong when you wake up..."
As for the one who catches the beast king?
Jiang He didn't want to catch it anymore.
Now that he is stronger, he will use the physical beast tame method. If the beast is not obedient, he will be able to blow the beast king to death once his temper comes up.
"Or find an ancient demon cultivating sacred place and let them send me two demon cultivators in the Demon Core Realm?"
"The Eight Tribulations Demon Cultivator that was just injured by my sword battle didn't know that it belonged to the Demon Cultivation Holy Land... When I woke up and resolved the enmity with Ten Thousand Sword Sect, I went to it and asked for the Demon Core Realm Demon. repair!"
(PS: Da Zhang asks for monthly pass, asks for recommended ticket.)