The so-called Immortal Palace is just a fictional place created by Feng Linyi in the form of dream soil.
It seems vast, but in fact it is unreal.
At this time, Feng Lin was talking nonsense, but he was not panicking at all.
With the help of Dao Shi Tianwang secretly, his performance can continue.
"A person who hides his head and shows his tail dares to say such things that make others laugh. I simply don't know what to say." The leading old man was talking to Feng Linhui from a distance, but he was not close to the Immortal Palace.
He was also worried that there was a mystery hidden inside.
Therefore, even though he was verbally insulted, he did not act impulsively and rushed directly into the so-called fairy palace.
Seeing that these people did not rush in, Feng Linwen breathed a sigh of relief, but he gave a cold drink without mercy.
"Hmph! How brave!"
The two ancient bronze doors in front of the Immortal Palace suddenly exploded, and a gust of cyan palm wind hit the leading old man. The heavy palm force was like a towering mountain, pressing down heavily. The surrounding space was torn apart with cracks.
This palm... was taken by King Dao Shi.
Feng Linwen just made a show and said a few nonsense words.
It's like two people in a trap, performing a double act one behind the other.
The old man knew the power of this palm and did not dare to be careless. He used all his strength and the terrifying evil energy condensed into a black dragon claw that came out of the void and struck hard against the cyan palm print.
Snapped!
The powerful air wave directly shattered the surrounding space into pieces, and fierce suction came from the depths of the broken space. But amidst these waves of suction ripples, the illusory fairy palace remained motionless without any damage. As for the old man, his chest and abdomen were filled with green light. He had already taken dozens of steps back, unable to lift himself up in one breath, and fell down due to serious injuries.
I saw the clouds and mist gradually dissipating, but I could see some scenes inside through the ancient bronze door.
A handsome man in green clothes and black hair is sitting on the cloud couch. There is a guqin on the cloud couch, and all the strings of the guqin have been broken. If you look closely, you will see that this man's limbs, wrists and ankles are covered with a slender chain that is constantly blooming with spiritual light. At the four ends of the chain, there are four weird copper beasts tied up, which seem to have four different extremes. The power formed a complete cycle, locking the man tightly and preventing him from moving at will.
Everyone who saw this scene was a little shocked.
Looking at this situation, is this man suppressed and sealed?
However, even such a sealed and suppressed person can have such great power with just a palm of his hand. The strongest one among them was seriously injured and retreated, almost being involved in the turbulence of space.
"Who are you?" The old man was forced back by a palm, and another person stood up and asked, pointing at Feng Linwen.
Even he didn't notice it, there was too much uncertainty in his voice.
This is Feng Linwen's plan.
If it were just a simple matter, a person could appear and use the hand of King Dao Shi to force them back.
Of course, it also has a certain shocking effect.
But it is impossible to reach higher, let alone reach the level of 'immortal' in this world and the monks' ideal concept.
And with a trapped and bound body, he could easily defeat the enemy with one palm and make the sound of the piano chaos in all directions, which amplified the concept.
"Me?" Feng Linwen raised his head, seeming to be thinking carefully.
Then he suddenly said: "That's right! Who am I? The 'Bad Sky Master' who made all things empty, or the Chaos Star Emperor who suppressed the stars? The peerless demon lord who once killed an era... or the sword? He Shi, the Qinglian Immortal who has been amazed for ten thousand years?"
"Who am I? Who am I?"
Feng Linwen's face was confused at first, then crazy.
After the madness spreads, the terrifying energy will wander through the fairy palace and destroy it wantonly.
"Red Dust Immortal... Feng Linwen! It's you! It's you who imprisoned me! You said you would let me reflect for a hundred thousand years. But now... more than a hundred thousand years? Why are you still imprisoning me? Why are you still imprisoning me? I?"
"You don't keep your promise! You don't keep your promise!" Feng Linwen roared crazily and flamboyantly.
The chains that bound him rattled around him.
At the same time, the copper beasts sitting in all directions turned into four real divine beasts.
The divine beasts bloomed with infinite brilliance, forming a huge and majestic four-spirit formation.
The large formation pressed down on Feng Linhui, causing his chaotic momentum to gradually subside.
Suddenly, Feng Linyi pinched his hands, and a small green lotus flew out from the fairy palace.
Looking at this lotus, everyone was tense and did not dare to relax at all.
Although I don't know what the mystery is, just listening to the people in the temple talking to themselves, coupled with the momentum they release, is enough to make people feel awe.
But this Qinglian is acting strangely.
Two is born, two is born, three is born, three and three are all things.
In the blink of an eye, it will almost cover the entire sky.
At the same time, an indescribable horror was also rapidly growing.
The monks who were surrounded by Qinglian did not dare to wait any longer and used their own special methods to sweep away the surrounding Qinglian.
The green lotus that rushed towards me burst out with bright green light. With the burst of green light, many green lotuses that were only half in full bloom began to bloom. As the green lotus bloomed, traces of magical blue light patterns condensed and appeared. came out, and finally turned into small sword rays. These small sword rays gathered in one place, like a sea of cyan light.
All the monks had incredible expressions on their faces.
It was hard for them to imagine how a seemingly ordinary green lotus could gradually evolve into such a vast sea of sword light.
But the people in the Immortal Palace are still struggling with themselves, doubting and scrutinizing themselves, and they don't take them to heart at all.
After a mighty scene, the sword roared.
Tianyu clarified that the dark clouds, evil spirits, and shady scenes seemed to have been wiped away with a rag.
A large number of high-level monks who were originally aloof fell from the sky like dumplings.
Those who are highly cultivated and have a solid body are just fine.
Those with low cultivation level and flesh-like bodies have either been crushed by the sword energy and turned into minced meat and blood, or they are about to be slapped heavily on the ground and broken into a puddle of flesh, dying without the dignity of a monk.
Those who were lucky enough to survive had horrified expressions on their faces.
They were frightened out of their wits.
Not only did he not dare to approach the fairy palace hanging far in the sky, but he also firmly remembered the two names.
Then they each chose a direction and fled thousands of miles away...
The battle in the cloud has already decided the winner.
In other words... the outcome was determined early on, the only difference was the execution process and the experience of pretending to dig holes.
The battle on the ground gradually showed signs of victory.
It is said that the weather is not as good as the right place, and the right place is not as good as the people.
The living army now not only has the right time, but also the harmony.
After several attacks, Cui Jin's army that had already been killed was defeated and fled.
In fact, only some of them will actually die on the battlefield.
What's more, in the process of escaping, huge flaws were exposed, and the pursuers who came after him were easily strangled.
At this time, Cui Jin's army had collapsed, and the battle line had completely collapsed... The situation was over.
