Chapter 26 Thousand Years of Internal Power

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Ding Xinghe looked into the dark void, smiled slightly and said, "Your Excellency, do you dare to slap me in the face?"

Although Ding Xinghe is a Grandmaster, he is following the path of the Lime Martial Saint.

Lime, poison, spit... When fighting with others, only others can't think of it, and no one can do it.

Since he didn't take many shots and was silenced every time, almost no one knew about his methods.

Just like before, there was no response except the sound of wind.

Yu Mianxin thought that the master would not be eating melon again like before.

Ding Xinghe's eyes turned to Yu Mian: "Little friend, I saw the black clouds hovering above your head and the darkness in the hall. I concluded that you are suffering from a bloody disaster. Come, come, kowtow three times and nine times to the Immortal, and the Immortal will help you get rid of the disaster."

Yu Mian had never seen such a person before, and he scolded him with a stern face: "Madman"

These words aroused the dissatisfaction of Ding Xinghe's funeral team, and they all shouted:

"The clown doesn't know whether to live or die. Kneel down quickly and ask the immortal for guidance."

"If you insult the Great Immortal, you will be punished by heaven. If you don't kowtow and repent quickly, please beg the Great Immortal to accept you as a disciple."

Ding Xinghe showed a satisfied expression, shook his feather fan again, tangled his beard and smiled.

At this moment, the wind was strong and the thunder was rolling, as if a monster was coming. Suddenly, a giant hand made of yellow sand fell from the sky.

Ding Xinghe's expression changed and he quickly blocked it with a three-foot wall of energy.

Hey, no, he adjusted some postures to be more elegant.

The next moment, the giant hand used unstoppable force to instantly break through Ding Xinghe's three-foot air wall, and immediately pinned Ding Xinghe to the ground.

The wind and sand dispersed, leaving only a huge handprint, blood on the ground, a broken slider, and a fan.

quiet.

Deathly silence.

The palms are aligned, but it seems that the palms are not aligned.

The surviving members of Ding Xinghe's funeral procession all knelt on the ground.

Shout with a vibrato:

"Whoever is the peak at the end of a martial arts career will become nothing when he meets his predecessors."

"If heaven does not give birth to a senior, martial arts will last forever like a long night."

"Holding the sun, moon and stars in your hands, there is no one like you in the world."

Killed in fear on the Alliance side.

Judging from this huge handprint, the visitor's internal strength must be as much as two hundred years old.

Without three innate masters taking action at the same time, it would be impossible to win.

Seeing that the alliance was showing signs of disbanding, someone said in a stern voice: "If everyone swarms up, I believe that you won't be able to kill all the martial arts heroes. When your true energy is exhausted, you will also be doomed."

Someone said directly: "To deal with this kind of evil heretic, there is no need to talk about moral principles, let's go together."

Suddenly, the two people who spoke fell down.

"What's going on? I can't see how to do it this time."

"I understand. The other party is not an innate grandmaster at all, but an innate grandmaster who has mastered the innate god. He can kill people invisible."

What?

The expressions of all those killed by the alliance changed.

How can I fight a group of people who practice internal strength against a person who cultivates their spiritual power?

Especially at night when the sky is filled with yellow sand, you can't see each other at all.

It's better to leave as soon as possible.

At this moment, several more people fell down, and the expressions on their faces did not change, as if their souls were instantly taken away by a ghost.

Panic suddenly spread.

"escape"

I don't know who shouted.

Killing everyone in the alliance, they each used Qinggong and used all their strength to escape.

"Ah, Erlang, save me."

"Brother, I will help you take good care of your sister-in-law."

"Second brother, save me."

"Fourth brother, I will help you take good care of your younger siblings."



At dawn, when the yellow sand stopped, Yu Mian led people to check and found that there were hundreds of corpses lying within five miles around.

Among them are many heads of powerful factions, heads of aristocratic families, famous generals in the army, princes, and stunning beauties.

Yu Mian said excitedly: "Half of Dafeng Wulin was slaughtered in one night. Is this person still a human being?"

At this time, someone said: "Hey, this one has been drained of its internal energy."

Another person said: "This one has also been sucked dry."

After a period of time, everyone discovered that all the warriors above the second-rate level had been drained of their internal energy.

How terrifying it is to have so much internal power concentrated in one person.

Yu Mian suddenly said: "Do I know who he is?"

Everyone looked at Yu Mian in confusion.

Yu Mian said: "The former greatest master in the world, Old Immortal Changbai."

Everyone suddenly remembered that in the past there was an old immortal named Changbai who could absorb people's internal energy and possess the indestructible power of the Vajra.

Many people said he was dead, but it turned out he was not dead.

Fortunately, he is not an enemy, but a helper.

"Old Immortal Changbai breaks through, and the immortals from the Four Continents will become the immortals from the Five Continents."

Someone murmured.

Yu Mian straightened his clothes and knelt down in the direction of Changbai Mountain: "Thank you, old immortal, for saving my life."

"Thank you Lao Xian for saving your life."

Everyone knelt down and shouted together.

The only thing that responded to them was the rustling of the wind and the rising sun.

Two hundred and fifty miles away.

In the wildly dancing yellow sand, Qin Geng sat cross-legged, his face flushed, like a cooked lobster. In his body, the monstrous internal energy kept colliding and roaring like a mad dragon.

Eat too much.

Absorbed thousands of years of internal energy at once.

He was about to burst.

Originally I only planned to smoke casually for two hundred years, but as I smoked, there was a backlash. I either continued to smoke and suffered a small punishment, or I was completely finished.

Qin Geng could only continue to suck.

As time passed little by little, Qin Geng couldn't control it anymore.

He stood up and ran quickly with blood boiling, leaving yellow sand, grass and trees behind him. He didn't know how long he ran, but a gurgling river appeared in front of him.

Qin Geng, who was feeling extremely hot all over his body, rushed in. The surrounding river water began to boil, and many fish and shrimps floated up.

"ah"

Qin Geng clenched his hands, raised them high, and roared loudly.

The clothes burst open on the spot, and a large amount of river water was thrown to the shore. Countless fish and shrimps followed them ashore, struggling continuously. Then, most of them followed the backflow of the river back into the river, and a few stayed on the shore.

Finally suppressed.

Qin Geng, whose expression returned to normal, opened his eyes and immediately shot out two golden lights.

Thousands of years of internal power, so terrifying.

Qin Geng looked at his fist.

Who can stop this punch with more than a thousand years of internal power?

Then, Qin Geng calmed down.

He is not invincible. If two land gods attack at the same time, he will be blinded.

If that rootless monk who has lived for who knows how many years takes action, he may not even have room to fight back.

Low key, low key, low key.

After Qin Geng repeatedly emphasized it in his mind, a humble smile appeared on his face that made people feel refreshed.

It's time to go back.

After killing so many masters, the upper echelon of Dafeng is probably going to explode.

No, it’s Old Immortal Changbai who kills people and absorbs people’s internal energy. What does it have to do with me, Qin Geng?

In order to avoid being followed, Qin Geng ran three hundred miles east and three hundred miles north before returning to the capital.