Vol 2 Chapter 609: Horizontal push

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"I don't want to!"
The Master of the Heavenly Patching Pavilion was extremely angry, and the blood burned all over his body. He wanted to perform the sacred method of patching the sky.
The last struggle was broken, and I could only watch the giant palms close together.
"This this......"
In Bai Yujing, the mighty power of a patching sky pavilion was like thunder, staring dumbfounded at the starlight giant palm, and his heart trembled.
The huge palm covered the sky, and the five colors flowed, and the sky loomed, like mountains and rivers all in the palm.
The resistance of the three powerhouses has all been sealed among the giant palms.
Huh~
Under the sky, on both sides of the big river, in the plains and forests, the wind and the dragon road, thousands of miles of wind and clouds, flying sand and rocks.
"The three master-level powerhouses have been suppressed?!"
"Invincible! Invincible! The Emperor Tianding was nothing more than that!"
"The first person in Dongzhou, the real first person in Dongzhou!"
With just one palm, all three masters of the master class were suppressed in it. Even if the real top ten master master of the cave is only Ling Tian, ​​it is enough to shock countless people.
There was a dead silence inside and outside Bai Yujing.
This scene is really too spectacular. The huge palm covering the sky is pressed down horizontally, and it seems to be heavier than the sky, separated by tens of thousands of feet, and there are cracks everywhere.
Even the white jade Kyoto that was shrouded in the formation was constantly trembling, shocked by that terrifying aura.
All the monks were shocked.
The vast majority of cultivators in this world have not even seen Dongtian Power, let alone such a master class.
I have never seen such a tyrannical giant who can crush the three masters.
After all, the existence that can reach this step, regardless of talent and understanding, is first-class, invincible at the same level, and it is simply the legendary supreme, holy emperor.
Click, click~
The starry sky collapsed inch by inch, and quickly retracted, and within a short time of just one or two seconds before and after, it had already merged into one, revealing An Qisheng's figure.
He closed his five fingers together, and he creaked the void.
And between his five fingers, there was a flickering sword, light and sword shadow, and thunderous roars, the pavilion master of patching the sky, the lord Lingtian, were roaring and struggling.
But as soon as they entered the palm, the twenty-four holes and the sky changed and rotated, even if they were all crushing vacuum-class powerhouses, it was difficult to break free.
An Qisheng is the best at cultivating Tai Chi. The three people and even the fourteen struggles are all in the five-color circulation and the yin and yang rotation, turning into a force to suppress each other.
The sum of the strengths of several people is undoubtedly beyond the limit that he can suppress, but unless they can unite, don't think about being able to break free.
Buzz~~~
And almost the moment the three were suppressed.
In the extreme east, a boundless and sharp aura soared into the sky, and the mighty sword light instantly tore through the clouds, seeming to sink into the boundless sea of ​​stars.
A fierce sword shadow appeared in the air.
Ling Tianjian, recovered!
"Ling Tianjian recovers? What does Ling Tianzong want to do?"
"Enemy attack? No, the king's aura penetrates the sky and the earth, who would dare to violate the sect of the Holy Land?"
"It's magnificent. The king-ranking spirit treasure that is only initially recovered is already so tyrannical. What kind of grand occasion was it to compete for supremacy when the king was crowned at that time?"
"There is a fighting atmosphere in the northeast. Is it because Sect Master Ling Tian has encountered a major enemy? In the northeast is Bai Yujing, is it because Sect Master Ling Tian has a conflict with Butian Pavilion?"
Ling Tianjian's breath permeated the small half of the East Continent, and the turbulent aura caused a chain reaction of many sects, and the powerful aura rose to the sky.
The entire East Continent rolled over for a while, and the sky was like a sea, causing countless people's attention.
"Ling Tianjian rioted, could it be..."
In the Scarlet Flame Dynasty, in the sacred field of thousands of miles, feeling the revival of the powerful aura, the blue Narcissus's heart moved, and he looked south and muttered:
"Could it be..."
Hundreds of thousands of miles away, even though he had already cast a divine body, he couldn't see the battle, but he had a vague premonition that Ling Tianjian's recovery should be related to the Yuanyang Taoist.
It’s just that the chaser is clearly a master of Mending Heaven Pavilion, how can he be involved with Ling Tianjian"
"My little gold."
Feeling the breath of Lingbao pervading the sky, Bao Bao Mo's face suddenly collapsed, and she was depressed, thinking of her own Sumi Jinshan.
Falling into the hands of the Taoist Yuanyang, God knows if there is any hope to come back.
"Heaven and earth are going to change."
Blue Narcissus converged his mind, and looked at Bao Bao Mo with a solemn expression: "Baby, you have to practice more seriously, I'm afraid that the great changes in the world deduced by the Holy Master Mingyue are not far away..."
The general trend between heaven and earth fluctuates like ocean tides, sometimes low and sometimes high tide.
Hundreds of thousands of years from the Middle Ages to the present are a low point in the 30 million-year history of the Wanyang Realm, even if the Guanglong supreme turned out to be born.
But after the trough of hundreds of thousands of years, I'm afraid it will be an unprecedented great world.
If you do not improve, you can only be eliminated.
"Uh huh."
Baby Mo nodded, her face serious: "Sooner or later, I will ask the Taoist Yuanyang to return to Xiaojin."
"...There will be one day."
Lan Narcissus shook his head, while smiling bitterly in his heart, he was also firming his conviction.
Being behind for a while is not terrible, he firmly believes that he can catch up after all.
Before the great change of heaven and earth, no one was able to seal the prince, and the Emperor Tianding had only burned all the steps before he died after his thousand-year practice.
Even if the Taoist Yuanyang has a peerless talent, it is not so easy to take that step...
should......
"Feng Wang Lingbao."
If An Qisheng felt it, looking eastward at Ling Tianzong, he could see that a mouthful of Ling Tianjian contained endless sharpness.
Fengwang Lingbao has higher spirituality, but it is not as expensive as the Supreme Supreme Treasure, and it is not easy to drive. It is the strongest force that can be used in Dongzhou and even Kyushu today.
It is a pity that Lingbao is Lingbao after all, not a true king-class powerhouse, unless it can recover as much as possible, otherwise, there will be flaws to follow.
Call~
An Qisheng's thoughts moved, his will is like a knife, sweeping across the sky and the earth, setting off a terrible frenzy of will, and beheading all the traces of himself left in the world.
With the energy of dreaming, he was already able to grasp and clean away the traces between the heaven and the earth that he left behind as early as Xuan Xing.
Although he couldn't completely cut off the traces he had left between the heavens and the earth, but that Ling Tianjian was not the former Lingtian King, and he wanted to make a shot based on a breath of Ruo Ruowu, but he couldn't.
Otherwise, the Tianding Emperor of that year had already been killed, and there was no possibility that he could break the vacuum.
As An Qisheng killed the traces of aura between the heavens and the earth, in the extreme east, the slowly resurrecting Ling Tianjian let out an unwilling sword cry, and then fell into silence.
But the entire Ling Tianzong was in chaos.
There are still many big sects who are in a mess together, and all the masters are frowning, calculating what happened.
Many more masters came out of the mountain and came towards Bai Yujing.
Want to get to the bottom.
Call~
An Qisheng stepped to the ground, and as his breath whistled, the blood and blood swiftlet swallows around him overflowed toward the palm of his palm.
The physique of the smashing vacuum powerhouse is shocking to the world, not inferior to the dragon and the phoenix, the ancient survivors, every drop of blood can transform into a river of blood.
That Wuji was smashed to pieces by his palm, and the cross-flowing blood flooded the plain like a sea for thousands of miles. The mountains and rivers outside Baiyujing were all dyed blood red.
After countless fish, shrimp, birds and beasts were frightened, they were all chasing blood and looting frantically, except for a few spirit beasts with a foundation.
Ninety percent of the birds and beasts that swallowed blood were like swallowing a plate of high-strength aqua regia, completely corroded.
At this time, it turned with An Qisheng's thought.
The river of blood soared up into the sky, and was gathered into the cave sky.
He naturally doesn't need this blood, but this blood stays here, without giving birth to nothing for thousands of years, it will attract countless people's greed and snatch.
For example, at this time, many monks watched this scene inside and outside the city surrounded by Bai Yujing formation, but it was a pity.
But naturally no one had the guts to come up and An Qisheng.
On the contrary, as An Qisheng approached step by step, the entire White Jade Kyoto fell into a huge silence, and the many soldiers guarding the city were even more pale in two battles.
This has nothing to do with courage and guts. No one can be at ease in the face of being able to pinch oneself to death with one hand.
Including the many masters of Butian Pavilion stationed in the city.
Butian Pavilion has a special status, but its special feature is that it is a powerful force that spans several states, possesses a domain gate, and can summon masters to rescue at any time.
In addition, although their forces are considered strong, they are obviously inferior to the top ten sects, let alone the three holy sites.
Not only did there not have a king-level spirit treasure in the door, but there were also only a few pieces of it, including the heavenly sword in the palm of the Lord Butian Pavilion.
But in addition to the ten major sects and the three holy places, Butian Pavilion is one of the top powers, more powerful than aristocratic families that have inherited princes.
And more famous.
This is naturally one of the reasons why An Qisheng chose Butian Pavilion.
The strongest is the weakest, and the weakest is the strongest.
Where can I find such a good "chicken"?
Step to step~
An Qisheng walked without rush, his footsteps were not high or low, but everyone who saw him naturally heard his footsteps in their hearts.
It seems that the transmission of the footsteps is not through the air, but through the eyes, which is extremely strange.
Bai Yujing's large formations inside and outside are still recovering, and several giants who have condensed the sky are waiting for them, but until he walks to the city gate, no one dares to stop.
"I'm here just to fill the sky pavilion."
An Qisheng stopped and swept across the majestic giant city. After he swept through, several auras quickly fled away, daring not to stay at all.
But there are also a few, although some hesitation, but still reserved to host the big array.
It seems to be a master of Patching Heaven Pavilion.
Call~
When An Qisheng stepped on again, someone in the city finally couldn't bear it, drew a great array of auras, swept through the tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and crushed it mightily.
The formation depends on the celestial phenomena on the top and the mountains and rivers on the bottom.
The great power of the cave sky can break the stars up, and the city and the ground can be destroyed at the bottom, but damage to the mountains and rivers will aggravate the disaster of the cave sky, and even directly cause it.
So if there is no way to get started, very few people will break the formation with strength.
A few people in the city are betting that An Qisheng will not break the battle with force.
But they couldn't think that An Qisheng at this time was still more familiar with this formation.
Therefore, the next moment, in the horrified eyes of many people.
He stepped out in one step, and the formation seemed to be non-existent, being passed through directly.
"This is impossible!"
Two horrified low roars sounded in the city, and then the two breaths quickly moved away, seeming to be far away.
Hum~
Five colors vacated, UU reading www.uukanshu.com divine light flooded the city, such as the sky hanging down, flashing out.
It seemed that just for an instant, two more pale and terrifying Taoists appeared in front of An Qisheng.
The two of them didn't seem to understand how they were caught, but the moment they saw An Qisheng, they seemed to admit their fate.
"If you provoke me to make up the sky pavilion, Dongzhou, there will be no more place for you."
One of them reluctantly suppressed the anger and looked at An Qisheng coldly.
"I heard that you have a domain gate, you can ask for help from other states at any time, and even Zhongzhou Butian Pavilion..."
An Qisheng looked plain.
While speaking, slowly put out his palm:
"It's good,
I want it! "
Boom!
It's just a probe, a surging blood has already risen into the sky, passing through the omnipresent protective array, turning into a big hand covering the sky.
The big hand is holding the sky, the divine light overflows between the five fingers, and the stars are lingering, it seems that there are many caves and sky, turning into infinite vigorous blessing on it.
In the frightened and confounded eyes of the two masters of Heaven's Caverns, they grasped somewhere in the south of the city.
"Do not!"
The master who threatened An Qisheng before was eclipsed in shock, never dreaming that this Taoist Yuanyang actually knew where the domain gate was!
Hum~
The divine light swelled, ripples spread across the city, and the howling of the squally wind and the great formation of the city collided with each other, making a series of thunder and explosions.
The whole city was shocked, and I don't know how many monks were discolored by it.
Especially the many cultivators who were under the pressure of the big hands were even more ashamed. If they didn't feel the slightest killing intent, they thought that Taoist Yuanyang would slaughter the city!
Roar~~~
Almost at the same time as An Qisheng's big hands were pressing, a deep to high-pitched dragon's voice blasted into the city:
"This seat...eh?!"