Chapter 319: The immortal figure passes by! (Please subscribe)

Style: Fantasy Author: ten walksWords: 2626Update Time: 24/01/12 04:24:39
In front of the Taoist Palace on the verge of collapse.

The Saint of Lei Sheng stood quietly in the thousands of feet of void, and the divine energy began to rise.

For this young inheritor of light, he suddenly discovered that he did not need to be like other Taoists in the holy realm. He needed to deliberately restrain his majestic energy and eliminate the murderous energy in it. The War Holy Body was comparable to the Holy Body. The battle body breaks the boundaries and possesses part of the divine power in advance.

Woo!

There was a whine in the wind, and the thousand-foot-long mountain shook, trembling under this divine pressure, but for some reason, Saint Lei Sheng always felt that the sound was not as powerful as when the waste blood penetrated the mountain just now.

Do you need to push a little more cultivation level? Is it too obvious?

etc! Why do I have so many distracting thoughts?

Is it because of the attention of the saints in the inner palace that Saint Leisheng is alert? He also became too cautious and lost his usual normalcy.

At the foot of the mountain, the rocks were shaking. Kuhe was somewhat thankful for his decision just now. The sacred pressure could not reach him and was blocked by rocks that were stronger than railroad tracks.

A hundred miles away, in the Jiuri Dao Palace.

Wiping his face with one hand twice, Jiuri Daozi's eyes were shining, staring at the top of the mountain a hundred miles away, especially the back of Saint Leisheng. He sneered at the corner of his mouth, anticipating the opponent's attack from the details. Combat strength is the foundation for his invincibility. Although Saint Lei Sheng is not a weakling among the newly promoted saints, he always feels that the young man is weird. Where is the inner palace of Butian Palace? No matter how unruly the person is, he has just arrived. , will also restrain themselves a little, but this one has no scruples. Either he is always eating hair and drinking blood, or he is not afraid of enemies. It is the same for everyone.

Not only the Jiuri Dao Palace, but also people in some Dao palaces and even stone palaces further away were alarmed. After all, this was not an ordinary fight. The divine energy was rising. Which two saints were discussing martial arts?

Lei Sheng Temple.

Lei Yuan suddenly turned around and felt the majestic aura rising in the distance. Even though he was far away, it still made him tremble. This reminded him of the dark giant corpse he had seen in the dark dojo before. This was the corpse of a holy master. War?

He wanted to go out and see a confrontation in the Holy Realm. This kind of opportunity to observe was too rare.

Just stay in the temple and don't come out.

Suddenly, he remembered what Saint Lei Sheng said when he just left, and immediately stepped forward. He had just arrived at Butian Inner Palace and had just entered. If he went out and was seen by the returning master, he would probably leave a bad impression. , I didn’t respect my teacher’s orders when I first came here, I’ll do it again in the future!



A corner of the mountains.

Saint Lei Sheng looked at the swaying Dao Palace, where the figure in white robes sat cross-legged, like an eternal iron needle, unmoving.

Under the divine pressure, the opponent seemed powerless, and seemed like a black hole, swallowing everything. Saint Leisheng could not help but have the illusion that this was not a young junior, but a powerful divine being in the same realm as him. What's more, in this invisible battle of qi and machines, he actually didn't have the slightest advantage.

boom!

The next moment, an astonishing sound of thunder exploded between heaven and earth. Saint Leisheng no longer suppressed his body, and his powerful cultivation of the third level of the holy realm set off a hurricane on the top of Qianzhang Mountain, and bamboo leaves were swept away. It rose up, flew all over the sky, and was soon crushed into nothingness by the tiny lightning.

If you look closely, you will see that these countless tiny lightning bolts are purple-black, and an aura of destructive law suddenly envelopes the entire mountain peak.

Boom!

The mountain that was already on the verge of collapse could no longer bear it. Rocks pierced through the air, and the huge mountain collapsed in an instant, as if the sky were falling apart and the earth was shattering.

At the foot of the mountain, Kuhe was stunned, because the skylight spilling through the cracks in front of his eyes disappeared, leaving only fine stone chips falling and the deepest darkness.

The Holy Saint of Thunder slowly raised one hand, and his index and middle fingers came together to form a sword. Between the fingers, wisps of purple-black lightning emerged. Along with the sound of the iron chain pulling, a force that seemed to be able to destroy the world, made The air on the mountain top showed signs of slight distortion.

"The Finger of Destruction!"

In the Jingshui Palace, there is a sacred whisper. Is it a little too much? This thunder-born saint actually used the famous killing method. If he points it down, if he cannot catch it, ordinary saints who have just entered reincarnation will have to do it. seriously injured.

There was also a saint who saw something strange through the water mirror. Instead of speaking in a hurry, he showed a bit of anticipation.

Lei Sheng Temple.

Feeling the extremely destructive aura of the Thunder Law in the distance, Lei Yuan was a little surprised. In the Butian Inner Palace, a saint who was proficient in the Thunder took action. He suddenly became excited. Not only was he a holy warrior, but he was also a proficient in the Thunder. The saint's footsteps, which were originally held down, began to move involuntarily.

Two eyes, no, just take one look and come back...

Wouldn't it be bad? It would be embarrassing if we bump into each other.

This was also a stern young man from a large tribe on the Tianlu side, but he was hesitant at the moment. The awe he felt when he first arrived at Butian Palace made him lose his previous decisiveness in killing, and searching for the way alone was an experience he had never had before.

At this moment, Lei Yuan couldn't help but picture the figure in white robes in his mind, but he didn't know which figure he was, which holy disciple he had become, and where he was at the moment...

The ancient mountain collapsed, and the thunder law of destruction darkened the sky for dozens of miles. Purple-black lightning streaked across the sky, like a dragon coiling around.

A hundred miles away, Jiuri Dao Palace.

Really?

Jiuri Daozi showed a solemn look. He estimated the distance from the battlefield to here and breathed a sigh of relief. In the inner palace of Butian Palace, any corner of the Heavenly Road would be wiped out by him.

He stroked his hairless chin and wondered if he should consider moving to a more secluded hilltop...

"Arrogant!"

At this moment, Saint Lei Sheng gave a cold shout, and under his finger of destruction, the thousand-foot mountain collapsed. Only the white robe and the broken Taoist palace were still floating in the thousand-foot void. Su Qinian sat cross-legged, unable to move. Looking at him calmly, he had no intention of taking action.

Boom!

He dropped his finger, not seeing such contempt. A purple-black finger force burst out, and in an instant it surged like a sky pillar. The thunderous aura of destruction boiled, and purple-black divine chains of law shuttled through it. Wherever it passed, the air was violent. Distorted, even leaving burn marks.

In an instant, the Dao Palace was submerged, and the fiery finger force spread across dozens of miles, and with a roar, it penetrated another mountain before it stopped.

And after one finger, Saint Lei Sheng not only did not relax, but showed an unprecedented look of concentration. At the top of the mountain, where the power of the finger dissipated, the broken Tao Palace stood like a rock that would last for thousands of years, standing tall in the way of the heavens. In the sea, in the Taoist palace, Su Qinian sat quietly cross-legged, and there was an air of immortality about him.

Not only did it block his attack of the Destruction Finger, but it also protected the Dao Palace where it was located. This was many times more difficult than a pure battle.

call!

In the Dao Palace a hundred miles away, Jiuri Daozi stood up with a look of horror and lingering fear. He is an old guy. Is this something he can test?

With this finger, it was clearly a wild beast.

Mirror Water Hall.

All the saints were silent. If a few of them were motionless, it would be difficult for them to survive the blow of the Destruction Finger, let alone protect the dilapidated Dao Palace where their residence is located. This son's War Saint Body is quite powerful. Somewhat outrageous.

"It's my turn."

At this time, Su Qinian, who was sitting cross-legged in the dilapidated Taoist palace, said calmly.

What?

Saint Lei Sheng was startled, didn't he agree that I would only use one move? When did you say you were going to take action? I do not remember.

There was something wrong with this. Saint Leisheng had never encountered the current situation before. For no reason, he had an ominous premonition.

boom!

It was an index finger, which zoomed in very quickly and instantly filled the whole world in front of him. He could see the original and vicissitudes of fingerprints, like the Tianjiang Galaxy engraved on the fingertip.

Can't stop it! Can't avoid it! Can't escape!

As the fingertips approached, a terrifying and invisible force locked him in place, unable to move.

boom!

As if being hit by an ancient sacred mountain, a hundred miles away, Jiuri Daozi only saw a stream of light piercing the sky and whizzing past outside his Taoist palace.

Lei Sheng Temple.

After all, he couldn't stop thinking. Lei Yuan, who was half a step out of the hall, looked up. A stream of light came from far to near. In an instant, he was close to him and passed by.

call!

A head of purple hair was fluttering, and his eyes widened. In an instant, he clearly saw a pair of familiar and unfamiliar eyes, equally wide open, looking at him deeply for half an eye, then whizzing away. (Please subscribe, thank you all for your support! The next story will be more exciting.)