The monks in Meihuawu were alarmed by the fierce fighting on the Eight Immortals Riverbank, and when they came out to check, the righteous rookie Wangshu Zhenjun was among them.
She quickly caught up with the two Nascent Soul monks who were relatively well-known in Meihuawu. She went up and said, "Fellow Taoist, wait a minute. I'm here to relax and practice Wangshu. I wonder what's going on ahead?"
"I don't know, I was just going to check it out."
After the two answered, Jiang Wangshu thanked him and ran to the Jindan monk flying at low altitude below.
"Looking down at me, do you know what's going on ahead?"
Jiang Wangshu, with white clothes and white hair, looked as majestic as an immortal. The two Jindan monks were so fascinated that they took a long time to react and quickly shook their heads.
Before they could say anything, Jiang Wangshu noticed that two Nascent Souls were coming from behind, and she immediately appeared in front of them.
"Fellow Taoist, please be patient. I am relaxing and looking for peace. There seems to be a big battle ahead, so please proceed with caution."
"Wangshu below, ahead..."
"I'm Wangshu, may I ask..."
"I'm Wangshu..."
Jiang Wangshu traveled everywhere, being cordial and enthusiastic. No matter whether he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, a Golden Core cultivator, or even a Foundation Builder, he always greeted them when he saw them.
Master Tie Zhang discovered that Dongyue was in trouble, and when he rushed from Meihuawu to the battlefield, Jiang Wangshu was with two other Nascent Soul elders from the Eight Immortal River cultivating families.
"How dare you, devil!"
The Iron Palm master struck out in anger, but it was still a step too late. His extremely violent palm wind not only extinguished the ghost fires all over the mountains and plains, but also destroyed Dongyue, which was burned to the point of being burned to ashes.
It can't be fished out, and there is no way to save it.
Jiang Yuebai, using the identity of Jiang Wangshu, followed the two Nascent Soul elders of the Yan family and the Liu family, and saw this scene when he approached the battlefield with the large army.
The beard and hair of the man in the iron palm danced wildly, and his face turned livid with anger. His anger violently collided with the air, causing violent vibrations and roars all around him.
Jiang Wangshu stepped forward slightly and saw clearly the man wearing a black mask standing in the sky above the battlefield. He was dressed in green and had white hair. He took three steps back and shouted in fear in the crowd.
"That's the female devil who has recently gained a reputation for being vicious, leaving no grass behind wherever she goes, and the poisonous Rakshasa who sinks the boat!!"
Everyone was attracted by her voice. The Nascent Soul cultivator might not have heard of it, but the faces of many Golden Core cultivators and Foundation Establishment cultivators changed greatly.
Among them was a Jindan monk who squeezed out from the crowd. He happened to be the man who tried to snatch Lei Jian a few days ago and was almost killed by Shenzhou Sanren.
"Yes! It's her, it's her, it's her! She killed several people in the upper reaches of the Jiuxiao River a few days ago, and her methods were extremely cruel!"
While everyone was talking, Master Iron Palm had already violently attacked Shen Zhou Sanren in mid-air.
"Devil, I will cut you into pieces today!"
The master of the iron palm blasted out with a palm, and the air was torn directly like cloth by the wind of the palm, leaving jagged cracks in the void. The extremely violent power instantly condensed into an unshakable giant palm like a mountain, and moved mercilessly towards Jiang Yuebai blasted over.
The power of that palm made the onlookers tremble with fear, as if they had already seen the tiny Jiang Yuebai being blown into powder.
No one noticed that Jiang Wangshu and Shen Zhou Sanren in the crowd frowned and clenched their fists at the same time.
Jiang Yuebai, who was a Sanzhou disciple, did not retreat. He withdrew the spiritual thoughts from the avatar in the crowd and instantly moved Lieque, Xiaolu and the black-armored swarm to the Liantai Cave.
She concentrated on it, added her flame armor, activated the condensing mirror, and used the Yuan Magnetic Ruler. Her white hair turned into thousands of white vines dancing wildly in the wind, quickly wrapping her body into a cocoon.
The surging Yuanci black sand rolled up like a river, rising from the ground and colliding hard with the giant palm.
Jiang Yuebai was instantly shattered. The two layers of protection of Yuanci black sand and white vine cocoon were shattered. Facing the surging force that was enough to crush her into bloody foam in an instant, Jiang Yuebai gritted his teeth and shouted, pouring out all the strength in his body without reservation. And out.
The ghost fires on the flame armor were surging and were suppressed by the wind of the palm. The condenser mirror hidden on the chest tried its best to absorb the power of the giant palm, but most of it still hit her.
Jiang Yuebai's body began to break irresistibly, as if his flesh and blood had been cut away by countless knives. His whole body was dripping with blood, and his bones made unbearable sounds, and cracks spread.
She tried to absorb the remaining energy into her spine, but the power at the peak of the transformation was too destructive. She had no time to absorb and transform it, and it had already begun to cause damage to her body.
She swallows everything within the same level.
Once she transcends a big realm, the intensity and concentration of that power cannot be solved by her in an instant, and will crush her before she is able to finish devouring it.
Jiang Yuebai didn't know how much power Master Iron Palm used in this palm, but she now knew that facing the peak of divine transformation, she couldn't catch a single move.
After realizing this, Jiang Yuebai immediately released the spatial restraint stored in the sea of consciousness, his entire body turned into nothingness, and the power of the iron palm passed through his body.
This process was very long for Jiang Yuebai, but for the onlookers, it was only a moment.
In an instant, the iron palm penetrated her body!
boom!
The extremely tyrannical power exploded instantly, setting off ripples that crushed the entire world, and the void storm poured in irresistibly.
The heaven and earth shook, the explosions shook the sky, and the hurricane swept like a dragon, killing everything around it crazily. The onlookers were shocked and hurriedly retreated.
The entire place where the battle was fought was blasted through, and it was too late to repair the realm laws. Several mountains in the distance were also flattened to the ground under that palm. Smoke and dust filled the sky, leaving only a terrifying palm-shaped pit.
But what shocked everyone even more was that only Shenzhou Sanren, who was in the early stage of Yuanying, survived the palm of the Peak Transformation God!
This is simply impossible!
I saw her falling down on the river bank in embarrassment, her tattered clothes stained with blood. She suddenly raised her head, and the black iron mask on her face shattered and fell, revealing a cold and stern face.
Black eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, flaming red lips, and a red birthmark from the right corner of her eye to her temple. Against her porcelain white skin and blood-stained white hair, she looks like a red plum blooming in the snow, with a kind of "arrogant snow-branched plum", Ling Han Drive alone' strong and unyielding.
Some people in the crowd looked at Wangshu Zhenjun unconsciously. They both had white hair and their eyes were indeed somewhat similar. However, white hair is not uncommon in the world of cultivation. Some people have white hair because of their skills, their physiques, and some people just want to look good. Presented in various colors.
Moreover, Shenzhou Sanren's face is mature, like a jar of aged wine, showing a strong feeling.
On the other hand, looking at Mr. Shu Zhen, he is seventeen or eighteen years old, his face is young and clear, his temperament is elegant and untainted by dust, he is as elegant as a fairy, and his righteousness is compelling.
The difference between the two is very obvious!
In mid-air, the Iron Palm Master looked at Jiang Yuebai who was still alive in shock, with an expression of disbelief. However, he soon noticed the fluctuations in the power of space, and immediately narrowed his eyes, murderous intent surging.
Jiang Yuebai got up from the ground, staggered and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, facing the strong wind, laughing maniacally like a female devil.
"Iron-clawed gelding, you are so stupid that you can even mess with ghosts! If you want to kill me, you can do it in the next life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuebai, who was a Sanzhou Sanren, cut through the ripples in space and escaped into it.
The man in Iron Palm was shocked by what he just said. He slowed down a beat. When he realized what he said, Jiang Yuebai had already disappeared.
Thinking of those words, Master Iron Palm was so angry that he was shaking all over, furious and furious.
"Devil, I...I am going to extract your soul and refine your soul, crush your bones and spread your ashes!"
With overwhelming anger, the man in Iron Palm disappeared through the air and continued to hunt Jiang Yuebai.
Under the night sky, the onlookers all had their mouths half open, with shocked faces on their faces, as if they were petrified and stood motionless.
What I just said was a bit informative...
