e-booksonline Chapter 673
Chapter 673
"Hiss~"
"It's so strong, this move is no less than Tianzun's blow!"
"Is this Wenrentu's Martial Dao?"
All the fairy families in the fairy court were extremely shocked.
Wen Rentu's figure dissipated, and with this kick, his body, which had long since lost its former courage, was doomed to be unable to support the backlash force of this kick.
However, even though Wenren Tu died, the immortals were amazed, and they remembered this old figure firmly in their hearts!
The Absolute Sound of Martial Immortals...
"No, look at that black hand!"
But at this moment, the black hand that was broken by Wen Rentu's kick moved again.
There was a clicking sound from the black hand twisted to a weird angle, and the bones rubbed against each other, gradually recovering in a weird twisted posture!
Seeing this, the faces of the immortals suddenly showed despair.
In the Immortal Court, the remaining three Immortal Venerables looked at each other, and they all saw the determination in each other's eyes.
"Let's go too? Buy some time for the Young Heavenly Venerable?"
The man in the dragon robe smiled sassyly.
"As it should be, Immortal Court is the home of all my immortals, and not only the Celestials live here."
"At this moment, how can we sit idly by and be that shrinking turtle."
The three Immortal Venerables were chatting and laughing, and walked towards the Shrouding the Heavens black hand.
Ling Kongxudu, these three figures, with the meaning of seeing death as home!
Seeing this, all the immortals were all moved.
And as the Immortal Venerables say.
How can Xianting be someone's home! Xianting is the home of all of them!
There are no eggs under the nest! When the homeland is in trouble, our generation will step forward!
At this moment, the immortals in Xianting, who were a little desperate and panicked, suddenly became quiet.
Naturally, there are also a small number of practitioners who look away and keep silent.
But it doesn't matter, most of the Xianting practitioners, that eye Shendu gradually became firm.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
I don't know who it is, suddenly shouted a sentence, gradually, this killing sound gathered, its meaning can shake the sky! His heart is as firm as a rock!
This is the cohesion of Xianting!
"My cultivator, fight to the death and never retreat!"
boom!
At the next moment, countless figures soared into the sky, like rainbows, blatantly attacking the Shrouding the Heavens black hand.
At the same time, thousands of scholars walked out of the Immortal Court and the Confucianism and Taoism Museum.
Led by the old Confucianism, the scholars all looked up at the sky above the sky.
"Look, look, these cultivators who you always think are rough and don't have much ink in their stomachs, at this moment, they have forgotten even their own wealth and life."
"My cultivator, fight to the death and never retreat."
The great Confucians in the front row showed emotion.
In their eyes, streamers could be seen, attacking the Shrouding the Heavens black hand like moths to a flame.
But these streams of light were short-lived, and a little bit of light exploded on the Shrouding the Heavens black hand, and then went out...
Everyone can see that ordinary practitioners can hardly do any harm to this black hand.
They are trying their best to fill it!
If the Magic Treasures are broken, put them on yourself!
If the body is broken, then the soul will explode!
Really do your best! No matter what!
The young scholars couldn't help lowering their heads in shame.
Once upon a time, these little scholars who practiced Confucianism and Taoism and roamed in the ocean of knowledge were looked down upon from the bottom of their hearts. These fairy court practitioners who only knew how to fight and kill.
To borrow a common saying, they are just a bunch of vulgar warriors.
But now!
It is this group of "vulgar warriors" who don't care about themselves at all! for myself! Also fight for the homeland behind you!
The young scholars felt extremely ashamed, because up to this moment, they suddenly found that even though they had deep knowledge in their chests and read a lot of books, they couldn't even lift the three-foot Qingfeng sword when the situation came to an end.
A scholar who has no power to bind a chicken and is useless...
Confucianism and Taoism...is it really so unbearable?
"Don't get it wrong, we're not counting you down."
"I just want to tell you that tens of millions of warriors have died, and so many scholars should die."
While speaking, the old Confucian scholars became saints immediately!
Continue to become a fairy! !
The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu! There are even more mysterious powers in the book! !
I saw those figures soaring into the sky!
My cultivator, fight to the death without retreating!
Then my generation of Confucian scholars is full of arrogance and can't speak out!
...
Except for Confucianism and Taoism, on this day, there is no intrigue or faction in the fairy court.
Whether it is a Devil Immortal, a human immortal, or a demon...etc, all the immortals in the Immortal Court rise from the sky and turn into streamers!
Zhibao, with his body and spirit, uttered a silent and unyielding roar, and turned towards the Shrouding the Heavens black hand!
Even though everyone's strength is negligible, even the black hair growing back on the black hands of Shrouding the Heavens is hard to shake.
But there are too many people!
The streamers of the silhouettes turned into streamers gather together, just like the Milky Way flowing backwards! The sea of anger soars to the sky!
The Shrouding the Heavens black hand, who was about to recover, was once again broken by the impact in the raging waves made of figures and treasures! The palm was turned upwards, the wrist was completely cracked, blood and flesh were pierced out of the white bones, and thick black blood was sprinkled from the wound!
Click! The sky trembled!
Black Hand is completely broken!
The big hand separated from the arm.
what! !
Suddenly, a shocking cry of pain resounded above Nine Heavens.
The broken arm retracted with a whoosh!
Did you win?
The hearts of all the immortals in Xianting could not help but tremble.
At the same time, Jiang Lingtian has already fused the eight Heavenly Venerate bones.
All that was left was the last piece of the skull.
His whole body was surrounded by golden fireworks!
This is exactly the same as when Wen Rentu fully stimulated the power of his own blood. Obviously, Jiang Lingtian, who has fused the eight bones of Tianzun, made this world unable to accommodate him in this natural state.
"It's not over yet..."
Jiang Lingtian raised his head and looked over Nine Heavens.
really!
Just a short moment later, a gigantic fist appeared above Nine Heavens, like a pitch-black sun hanging across the sky!
Immediately, the fist hit the immortals below fiercely!
The speed of this fist is several times faster than that of the palm that was pressed down at will!
Wherever the punch passes, space explodes and time becomes chaotic!
This punch is a punch full of anger!
Seeing this, all the immortals took a deep breath.
It was terrifying, this punch actually gave them a sense of despair that they couldn't face, and they couldn't even get close to it.
Rao is Immortal Venerable, and he also has a feeling that even if he rushes up by himself, it won't help, because he and others are not qualified to approach this fist at all!
Before you get close, you will be crushed into dust by the fist wind...
"let me do it."
But at this moment, a sound suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.
In the void behind the immortals, Jiang Lingtian slowly got up.
Integrate the nine heavenly bones!
At this moment, Jiang Lingtian's body was surrounded by golden flames.
There is endless chaotic air tumbling under him.
But it's not over yet!
Jiang Lingtian stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and the pure white fireworks exploded with him as the center!
Purify the World Origin Fire! !
At that moment, gold and Baixiang merged, sparks splashed, and the magnificence was unparalleled...