In front of Sishui Pass.
The faces of the golden immortals such as Guangchengzi, Nanji Immortal Weng, Taiyi Zhenren, Chi Jingjing, Cihang, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra suddenly turned dark.
"Zhao Gongming is really extremely arrogant!"
"Do you really think that our Kunlun Golden Immortal is made of mud?"
Zhao Gongming put his hands in his pockets and treated the other person with his own treatment, and said arrogantly: "What else?"
"The anger is so bad!"
"Fantian Seal!" The quasi-sage early stage magic power surged in Guangchengzi's body, and the Fantian Seal suddenly turned into a mountain and hit Zhao Gongming!
"What can a mere Tianyin do to a poor man?"
Zhao Gongming jumped up and raised one hand slightly.
Thus, a shocking picture was born.
Zhao Gongming held the entire mountain peak with one hand, effortlessly.
Guangchengzi's eyes almost popped out of his eyes, and he lost his voice: "How is this possible?"
"Teacher Fantian Yinai intercepted half of Buzhou Mountain to refine it. He didn't know how critical it was, but he blocked it with one hand?"
"Illusion must be an illusion!"
"Within less than three breaths, he will definitely run out of mana and die of exhaustion."
"call……"
One breath has passed, two and a half breaths have passed, and three breaths have passed.
Half an hour.
Zhao Gongming held the mountain peak unharmed and walked leisurely, as if he had no weight at all.
"How can this be?"
"That's half of Buzhou Mountain!!"
"Not only is he not exhausted, but he also maintains the magic power at the peak of Daluo Jinxian?"
"The illusion must be an illusion, or the Fantian Seal has become lighter."
Zhao Gongming's arms were a little sore, so he threw the mountain peak towards the Kunlun Golden Immortals.
boom!
The mountain peak hit Manjusri and Cihang, and they imitated Zhao Gongming and raised their hands to catch it.
Click.
The sound of immortal bones cracking.
Manjusri and Cihang's faces turned red, struggling to resist the mountain peak, "Why is it still so heavy..."
"Brother, help!"
Guangchengzi waved his hand and recalled Fan Tianyin.
Zhao Gongming stretched his muscles and looked at Master Taiyi with a smile, "Taiyi, you said that Junior Brother Luo Xuan is the ghost in the flames, right?"
Master Taiyi's expression suddenly froze, "It's Pindao...what do you want to do?"
"Yes! Gan!"
Zhao Gongming's Da Luo peak aura had reached its peak. He held two golden whips in each hand, turned into a phantom, and killed Taiyi Zhenren!
The Antarctic Immortal's eyes narrowed and he shouted loudly: "Junior Brother Taiyi, be careful!"
"Nine Dragons Lift the Fire Shield!" Master Taiyi sacrificed the spirit treasure in panic, and nine fire dragons roared out.
"Kowloon? I'll beat you and turn you into a nine-worm!"
Throwing two golden whips, they pierced the fire dragon's mouth and penetrated the fire dragon from beginning to end.
Zhao Gongming stretched out his hands, grasped them in the air, and held the two fire dragons in his hands.
The huge fire dragon twisted like a loach.
puff! The two fire dragons were crushed apart!
The left foot will destroy one, and the right foot will destroy one.
The black tiger jumped into the air, opened its mouth, and bit the three fire dragons in one bite, dragging them into the river and playing with them like novel toys.
Everything happens in a flash of lightning.
Before all the immortals could react, the nine fire dragons were wiped out.
The fire dragon mask fell weakly and became dim.
At this moment, Zhao Gongming had already ducked to the side of Master Taiyi, exuding endless murderous intent.
Master Taiyi's pupils were dilated and horrified, "Wrong..."
Snap kick.
Very soon.
Zhao Gongming put his foot on Taiyi Zhenren's chest.
Taiyi Zhenren flew out violently, spun half a circle, landed on his face, and created a ravine.
Before Taiyi Zhenren could turn over and look up.
Snapped!
Another kick.
Zhao Gongming kicked Master Taiyi on the back.
"Golden Whip!"
Two golden whips cut through the sky and struck.
Zhao Gongming held the golden whip with both hands, gathered enough magic power, and struck Taiyi Zhenren's bottom.
Poof!
Juice flowed across the river.
The rotten buttocks just now were made worse.
A golden whip penetrated completely.
The second golden whip continues.
The chrysanthemums are broken, the ground is covered with wounds, and Taiyi's smile has turned yellow.
Time seems to be frozen at this moment.
The whole world is silent.
Master Taiyi lay on the sunken mud and shed heart-wrenching tears, "Why are poor people always the ones who get hurt?"
"There are so many golden immortals in Chanjiao who don't fight, but only pick on the poor?"
"Hiccup!" Master Taiyi tilted his neck and fainted.
In the distance, Guang Chengzi, Antarctic Immortal Old Man, Chi Jingjing and others came to their senses, with furious expressions on their faces, "Damn it!"
"Let go of Junior Brother Taiyi! (Senior Brother)"
Zhao Gongming jumped up and pulled away, with disgust on his face, "It's too hasty, this golden whip...forget it."
Zhao Gongming raised his eyes again, his soft eyes facing Chi Jingjing, "Oh? Did you yell at me the loudest just now?"
Red sperm was targeted by Zhao Gongming's murderous intent, and he subconsciously took half a step back, "No...it's not a poor thing."
"late!"
Zhao Gongming and Da Luo rushed up with great momentum, killing Chi Jingjing.
Taiyi Zhenren suffered such a cruel attack, how could Chi Jing not be afraid?
"Senior Brother Guangchengzi, save me!" Chi Jingzhi said in fear.
Guangchengzi's quasi-sage's magic power surged, and he shouted angrily, "Zhao Gongming, don't try your luck!"
Guangchengzi held the fairy sword and killed Zhao Gongming.
boom!
The two mana collided, and the Tao rhyme surged.
Although Zhao Gongming Daluo's magic power is endless, Guangchengzi has become a quasi-sage.
Coupled with the fact that Zhao Gongming had no weapons, Daoyun would inevitably be weaker in the collision.
The two powerful forces continued to collide.
Zhao Gongming was restricted by Guang Chengzi and could not advance even half a step.
Seeing this, Chi Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
In the distance, Ran Deng's expression suddenly wrinkled, "No... Guang Chengzi's magic power is constantly getting weaker, but Zhao Gongming's magic power shows no sign of exhaustion..."
The reason why a saint is called a saint is that he has an endless supply of magic power, and he can draw the power of heaven and earth at any time to restore his magic power.
Even Quasi-Saints, Sub-Saints, or Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortals will all have a moment when their magic power is exhausted.
But now, Guang Chengzi's magic power is constantly weakening, while Zhao Gongming still maintains Da Luo's peak momentum.
If Guangcheng is weak, he is Zhao Gongmingying.
"Guangchengzi is going to lose!"
While Ran Deng was analyzing, his fearful eyes suddenly became extremely hot and greedy.
Ran Deng saw the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls hidden under Zhao Gongming's Taoist clothes.
The Dinghai Divine Pearl hovered around Zhao Gongming's Taoist body, and dense blue spiritual energy flowed into his Taoist body.
Every time Zhao Gongming consumes a bit of mana, the Dinghai Divine Pearl will replenish it.
Ran Deng's breathing became more and more rapid, "Is this the reason for his endless mana?"
Ran Deng once again had a strong intuition in his heart, "The Proving Spirit Treasure, that is the Proving Spirit Treasure of Pindao!"
"Pindao must win the Dinghai Divine Pearl, he must win it!"
Ran Deng was almost crazy, but he told himself rationally, "We must let the golden immortals of Guangchengzi go up first..."
boom!
When Guangchengzi had consumed most of his mana, the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls suddenly exerted their power and defeated Guangchengzi.
Chi Jing suddenly felt a chill behind him, "Misunderstanding...Brother Gongming..."
"Ah! It hurts me so much." The red sperm flew out and hit the ground hard.
Zhao Gongming looked at Cihang again, "You were the second one to yell, right?"
Cihang's face suddenly became panicked, "I didn't yell, I really didn't yell. Brother Gongming, believe me, believe me!"
The voice seemed to be crying.
boom!
Cihang was also knocked down and fell into a big pit.
Puxian and Manjusri quickly took the initiative and said: "I admit that my voice was a bit loud just now, but Brother Gongming cannot..."
"Just admit it." Zhao Gongming waved his hand and said that there was no need to explain too much, even a poor person would understand.
"Ah!" Two more screams.
A large crater formed on the ground, and the postures of the Kunlun Golden Immortals were like stacked Arhats.
Samantabhadra on the top is better, but Taiyi Zhenren on the bottom still has a golden whip on his buttocks, so he will suffer from old sins.
Zhao Gongming looked at Master Yuding.
Master Yuding was also frightened, "Senior brother, I really didn't say anything just now..."
Zhao Gongming nodded in agreement and looked down again, "Hey, wouldn't it be nice to call you senior brother earlier? We are all one family."
Late winter.
Zhao Gongming stood alone on the top of the mountain, feeling the cold wind blowing against his face, and took a look at the immortals in the pit.
It was boring, and there was a feeling of loneliness and emptiness in my heart.
Putting his hands into the Taoist's pockets, he sighed slightly, "The poor Taoist is really not good at fighting, it's true."
pS: In the original work of Fengshen Yanyi, Zhao Gongming chases the Twelve Golden Immortal Hammers, which is much more fierce than this.
