On this day, Yu Jingcheng remembered the fear of being dominated by giants decades ago.
The impact of the "God-level Shattering Fist" set off waves in everyone's minds. The three-headed and six-armed monster on the horizon was bathed in the divine light, just like that time, trying to smash the Guizhe Holy Mountain with one punch.
"Buzz!"
The stone slabs along the long streets in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Yujing City were crushed by the power, but underneath, the long-buried Heavenly Secret Formation patterns lit up.
The Kyoto formation was triggered first.
It tried to imprison the giant and isolate it from the Guizhe Holy Mountain.
However, the three-headed and six-armed monster punched in the air, carrying a devastating force of death that even shattered the avenue.
The Kyoto formation only blocked ten breaths of time...
"Peng!"
If the sky explodes, the fireworks will burst into pieces.
The lights of these shattered Kyoto formations criss-crossed in mid-air, forming lines of spider web-like energy, trying to bind and pull back the monster's fist.
In the roaring sound, all the threads were easily torn off!
The monster's punch seems extremely slow, but it's just because of the distance and
In fact, its power is steadily pushing towards Guizhe Holy Mountain.
The guards on the holy mountain all raised their heads, and without exception, they felt that the world was gradually being filled by a fist, and there was nothing else in sight.
"What's this… "
This thing came so unexpectedly!
Not long ago, a grand event was held in the Holy Mountain. The wind was beautiful and the sky was clear and clear.
In the blink of an eye, someone came to the holy mountain
For people who have lived on the holy mountain for a long time, isn't this more unbelievable than the sky falling
"run-"
This devastating punch of great impact temporarily caused some people to forget their duty to guard the mountain, and it was a subconscious move to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.
However, when they came back to their senses, they stopped and poured their own strength into trying to activate the formation.
But as they stared at the fist with fear, everyone felt like they were waiting to die!
The Holy Mountain formation lit up instantly.
However, the giant moved, as if he had expected it. Three heads stuck out, five arms were stuck, and he suddenly opened a gap in space before the formation closed.
His destructive fist penetrated through the huge gap.
"Have a rest, rest, rest, rest..."
At the critical moment, nine arrows linked up and chased the clouds!
The evil sin bow fired nine arrows in a row, this is so rare!
The last time a similar situation happened, I heard that a black dragon ran out from the Eastern Region, and the Taoist Palace Master used the "Nine Arrow Nailing Divine Formation" to severely damage it.
This time, everyone looked up and witnessed the loss of the nine sinful bows, nailing the giant's three heads and five arms in an instant.
"Done?"
Some people were surprised, looking at the giant being nailed back and feeling like they saw hope.
But the remaining Evil Sin Bow only touched the aftermath of the giant's fist and exploded into pieces.
"Totally unpinnable!"
"Can't even Lord Cangsheng's evil sin bow block this punch?"
The goal of the Divine Shattering Fist is too clear.
—Crush all the creatures in the Holy Temple of the Holy Land and the Guizhe Holy Mountain encountered during the journey as much as possible!
However, one arrow of Ai Cangsheng was broken, but the remaining eight arrows were extraordinary.
It controlled the monster's body for a moment, and then, the nine illusory but towering laurel trees rose up from the outer ring of Yujing City.
"Nine sacrifices to Gui!"
Nine osmanthus trees in different states rise from the sky, intertwining in strength.
In an instant, the entire Jade Capital City seemed to be held up by the crown of the ancestral tree, glowing with new life.
"Ouch—"
The dragon's roar echoed throughout the city.
At the right time, the golden dragons of luck gathered on the holy mountain, opened their giant mouths to swallow the three-headed and six-armed monster, and swallowed it whole except for one arm.
"Tsk..."
After all, the God-like Shattering Fist failed to truly fall on the Guizhe Holy Mountain.
After all, that mountain is the center of the continent, with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and countless saints leaning on it.
The arm and the punch that lost the power of the body were like rootless duckweeds, shattered and destroyed by the heavenly light of the Holy Mountain Formation.
But everyone can see clearly.
The energy in that fist took less than half a quarter of an hour to be digested by the Holy Mountain Formation.
"Huh..."
At this point, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
There are often people swaggering through the city of Yujing, but scenes like this of stepping on the giant city and punching the holy mountain have only happened twice in the past few decades.
Last time, he was the only reckless man among the ten. After being offended, he smuggled across the Holy Mountain single-handedly and almost climbed up the ladder to heaven. After being discovered, the saints forced him to flee in embarrassment and had to hide in the city of Death Pagoda. The God who continues life.
"This punch seems a bit familiar..."
Some old people felt the aura fluctuations in Yujing City, as if they were recalling something, but they were not entirely sure.
"But he's still locked up, right?"
"I heard that Lord Cangsheng is watching him all the time. How could he come out?"
"Could it be that this time, he is his descendant?"
"After so many years, it is indeed possible that he has cultivated a little reckless man..."
Changle Street, inside the tea shop.
Xi's face turned pale, and he silently came to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.
He was holding the tea cup, but in the end he didn't drink it, but just poured it on the ground.
"God also!"
At this point, Xi Neng was sure who the bald man who had just brought a sense of oppression to him was.
Others may admit their mistakes, but it is impossible for him, the leader of the foreign ministry, to admit his mistakes.
It is God!
Then God really came out from the cross street corner
Otherwise, in the whole world, except for him who is brainless, not even the Eight Masters would have the guts to enter the Holy Mountain alone, right
"But with his true form, how could he be easily swallowed by the Luck Golden Dragon?"
"It looks like a semi-saint incarnation. No, there is no fluctuation of holy power. Instead, it looks like a..."
Xi thought for a long time, but could not find a suitable adjective to describe the way of existence of Shen Cai.
Finally, a "virtual image" popped into his mind, but he quickly shook his head and dismissed it.
What a joke!
Looking at the completely shattered Changle Street and the corpses of his companions around him, Xi remained silent for a long time.
He recalled a conversation he had with his teacher when he was learning swordsmanship:
"Teacher, under the same level, who can be said to have the strongest combat power on the mainland?"
"There is no strongest person."
"and you?"
"I'm not as knowledgeable as Bazun."
"Impossible! But I take it seriously. If you say so, then the Eight Masters are the strongest?"
"He's not the 'best'."
"Ah? Who else could it be? Mr. Youtu? Although I have never seen him..."
"No, ten generations above and below are not as good as ten thrones."
"Then the strongest one is from the Tenth Sword Master, but not the Ancient Sword Cultivator?"
"No, no one can bear the words 'the most powerful', but if I insist on saying so, there are three of them."
"who?"
"Lingcao, Kenpachi, the God of War."
Xi was extremely surprised when he got this answer.
He still remembered that the teacher paused and then added, "Under the same level, all restrictions are lifted."
These three people were all restricted, each for their own reasons, Xi knew this.
He asked again: "At the same level, the restrictions are lifted, who is the strongest among these three?"
I vaguely remember that the teacher thought for a long time and said faintly: "Regardless of all other conditions, whoever strikes first will be the strongest."
"Why?"
"Because the three of them have the ability to kill the other two instantly."
Xi did not expect that there could be only three such geniuses. After thinking hard, he discovered a characteristic and asked:
"There is another question. Why doesn't the Holy Temple have good relations with these three people? They all seem to be neutral or on the opposite side?"
At that time, the teacher just laughed and said something that still makes Xi Yi feel alarmed:
"You think the Holy Temple doesn't want it? They just can't do it and can't afford it."
"There is no absolute fairness in the world. The fairness in today's era is only fairness based on the majority of people, and will inevitably sacrifice the interests of a small number of people."
"This is the model of the Holy Temple today. Real geniuses will inevitably be forced to stand opposite them, such as the three people mentioned just now."
"Look, there will be prosperity in the short term, but there will be no peace in the long term. When the sleeping lion opens its eyes, there will be strife."
Xi came back to his senses and felt that it might be the time when the "sleeping lion opens its eyes" mentioned by the teacher.
God also…
At the gate of hell, God is called God...
No wonder the Taoist Palace Master said three solemn "no"s in succession, making him absolutely unable to resist the bald man.
If you dare to draw your sword at that time, you will really die, right
Xi pressed the combat communicator on his ear and contacted Dao Qiongcang, the leader of Operation Tian Group. He had the right to make a direct complaint.
"Master of the Dao Palace, God just asked me to tell you..."
"I've heard everything. You should close the team first and keep your men away from Changle Street. Send additional people to find out first-hand information about the city of Futu. Don't let go of any details."
Well
If you look at it this way, God hasn’t come out yet
He was still locked up there, and the person who just punched the Holy Mountain was just... a semi-holy incarnation
Xi was stunned for a moment and quickly responded, "Okay."
He thought again about the operation on Changle Street. It would be too childish to cancel the operation because of Shenyi's punch. After all, the guy didn't really come out. He asked again:
"Is this really the case on Changle Street?"
"Um."
Xi suddenly felt the sword strike the cotton.
The "hmm" of the Taoist Palace Master caused him to have a myocardial infarction.
Xi hesitated for a while, unable to suppress his curiosity:
"Palace Master, can I ask..."
"You'd better not be curious."
"..." Xi choked again, but the more he pressed, the more he rebounded. He still spoke out, "Palace Master, I still want to know, was that what the semi-saint incarnation could do just now? Has God already reached that level? threshold?"
"You really want to know?"
"Um."
"Then ask questions one by one."
"Uh, God is also the Holy Emperor?"
"no."
"Then he is half-saint..."
"no."
"Then... ah? He's not a semi-saint? Then he just became a semi-saint incarnation..."
"That's a virtual image."
Xi touched his ears and froze, as if he were petrified in the tea shop.
He vaguely understood why the Taoist Hall Master had just said, "You'd better stop being curious."
"Any more questions?"
"Yes... no, no, no more..."
"You're so curious, let me tell you a little more!" came the communicator with a mocking smile.
"W-what?"
"Shen also cultivates ancient martial arts, and the virtual image has the ability of a spiritual master."
"W-what do you mean?"
"To give you an example you are familiar with, Ba Zunzhen used alchemy to destroy the formation in Yujing City."
Snapped!
The tea cup suddenly fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.
Xi felt that the voice directly transmitted from the combat communicator was suddenly so far away from him, so far away...
"Work hard, young man."
"You have a chance."
With a single sound, the communicator ended.
The Taoist Palace Master's laughter disappeared, leaving only the young man, messy in the evil wind of the tea shop.
…
"Aunt Xiang, I want to learn ancient martial arts! I really want to!"
In Yougui Pavilion, the light from the skylight fell on the sickly pale face of the second true form, making his eyes sparkle and bright.
When the main body enters the apricot world, the second true body will quickly change clothes, from the human form to the sick son Xu Gusheng form.
Aunt Xiang just turned around and came back.
"Snapped."
The second real body snapped her fingers and said, "Aunt Xiang, this is my sincerity. Although it is only a little bit, I just want to express my sincerity."
The sudden light on his face disappeared.
Aunt Xiang raised her eyes and found that the hole on her head was healing, and the osmanthus tree was regenerating itself. This was clearly something that a wood-attribute spiritual refiner could do.
After thinking about it, on the corridor separated from the private room opposite, the footprints from Shen Yi disappeared, and the doors of the two rooms repaired themselves.
The spiritual formation in the room that had been shattered by the God of Illusions was also healed instantly. The sound insulation layer was automatically opened, and the quality was still improving.
Even the collapsed walls on the first floor of Yougui Pavilion and the damaged pavilion protection formation were restored to their original state.
The wooden engineer and spiritual array architect on the first floor suddenly stood there dumbfounded, scratching their heads and looking at each other:
"what happened?"
Have you forgotten that this guy is still a Heavenly Mystery Warlock, but he is also a wood spiritual refiner? Aunt Xiang was surprised to see this change and sat down first.
"Xu Gusheng, I know you are in a hurry, but..."
"No! This matter is just urgent! God also looks down on me. He showed too little just now, and it was just a virtual image. I can't learn much."
In the Xingjie, Xu Xiaoshou frowned and put away the body plate at his feet.
The three disks of body, soul, and mind are the three basic disks, and he has figured them out a long time ago.
But through the virtual image, even if he entered the state of unity between heaven and man, it was difficult to see the changes in the power contained in the acupoints when Shen Cai Shen Yi performed the technique just now.
There are still traces of the eight gates to follow, and we can get a first glimpse of the door.
Qisu couldn't understand it at all, as if he was being shut out.
As for the Six Paths... This is just like a miracle. He can borrow so much power inexplicably. Looking at it, Xu Xiaoshou felt like the world was crazy!
Gu Wu actually has such a magical technique. With his passive skills, if he opens the violent giant and then opens the eight gates, seven places, six paths...
Damn it!
If you don't see a mere illusion, you can hit the holy mountain with one punch.
If I succeed in my studies, I can defeat the Semi-Saints and Saint Emperors single-handedly, slap Lao Sang out of the Dead Sea, and let him roll back to the Spiritual Palace to take refuge, right
Is this "the gate of hell is closed, and God is called God"
Xu Xiaoshou now understood what "God calls God" meant - it was really just a wrong name, not a wrong nickname!
"Before taking action in the Four Symbols Secret Realm, I need to see a ghost. That will help me a lot." The second true form said seriously.
"That's easy to say." Aunt Xiang was busy pouring tea, absent-mindedly, "Ghost Face has already met me and said that he would come to your door in person in the near future to apologize to you Xu Gusheng."
oh
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.
Does that rough guy still have such a sophistication in the world
That’s great, the Ghosts and Gods gang are getting cuter and cuter the more you look at them!
"God also underestimates me too much. I can master the eight gates and seven constellations in a month at most. Then I can go to him."
The second real body was happy and sat down as he spoke.
When there is only one master, people will have that weird mental mysophobia and feel that becoming a master is a very grand thing.
But when there are multiple masters... This serious disease can be cured without treatment.
The master is the supporter, so naturally the more the better!
Alchemy master, swordsmanship master, ancient martial arts master... there's nothing wrong with it!
There is no perfect person in this world. If there is a master who has many responsibilities, it will not be a problem to just worship him.
The problem is no.
Then it won’t be a problem if you have more masters to worship!
"Aunt Xiang, you said I..."
The second real body was excited when thinking about it, but was reminded by the original figure in Xingjie. He quickly calmed down his joy, looked at Aunt Xiang and said seriously:
"Aunt Xiang, do you have any troubles? Tell me, maybe I can help you solve it."
Aunt Xiang pushed the tea cup away, looking really sad.
She didn't want to say it at first, but when she saw that the person sitting in front of her was actually Xu Xiaoshou, she thought that this man had some magical powers, so she recounted her bitter experience:
"Auntie is indeed a little worried."
"You say God does this too, how will the old slut deal with it?"
"If he sends more people to cross street corners, or directly targets the Ghosts and Gods Gang, or even my Yougui Pavilion..."
The second real body immediately laughed: "Don't worry, Aunt Xiang, you may have come into contact with the Dao Palace Master more times than I do, but your understanding of him is definitely not as deep as mine."
"Oh?" Aunt Xiang raised her eyes, with a sarcastic look on her lips, "You little brat, you've only seen a seasoned slut on Void Island. How dare you speak nonsense in front of Auntie?"
After all, she, Xiang Yaoyao, is also one of the ten, and she personally participated in that battle back then.
The parties involved and outsiders have completely different feelings.
Not to mention that Xu Xiaoshou is a junior among juniors, and his understanding of Tao Qiongang is only one-sided.
The second true form was also smiling.
What he laughed at was that Aunt Xiang was in trouble when she cared about her.
Although this woman is smart, she is obviously not strong enough to be regarded as an opponent by Dao Qiongcang, so she must have never had a head-on confrontation with Dao Qiongcang.
Otherwise, she should also know the weakness of Dao Qiongcang...
"As I expected, after Shenyi's punch, not only will the Holy Temple not put more pressure on him in the city of Death Pagoda, but even here!"
The second real body pointed at his feet and said seriously, "Even the Yougui Pavilion, the Ghost and God Gang, and even the entire Changle Street forces that have anything to do with us, Dao Qiongcang will temporarily put it down."
"Why?" Aunt Xiang raised her eyebrows.
The second real body smiled, and even the body shuddered, and asked: "Aunt Xiang, do you know what smart people are most afraid of?"
"What are you most afraid of?"
"The most afraid of recklessness... cough cough!" The main body in Xingjie coughed, and the second real body also coughed quickly, "The most afraid of people like God!"
Who wants to fight such a reckless man
Anyone with brains knows the consequences of recklessness, so they will, like the eight masters, plan to conquer the Void Island and kill the saint in the end. The process is tortuous, but the result is gratifying.
Brainless, doing things without considering the consequences!
If you make someone angry, they will get mad and rush to your base camp with all their strength, trading with you for more.
Who can afford it
In today's tense situation, Dao Qiongcang would definitely be frightened by being struck by Shen Yi's virtual image.
Even if the virtual image is like this, if his real body wanders around the street corner, what if...
Smart people are most afraid of this "what if"!
What if a hair on Aunt Xiang's body was moved here, and the intersection was unable to trap the beast due to some special accident
This powerful forward dares to step on the Holy Mountain with his front foot, and not only the Holy Slaves with his back foot, but all the dark forces in the five regions dare to get involved.
After all, judging from the combat power shown by Shen Cai just now...
He definitely has the ability to kill a saint with more than one dozen! And this is so outrageous that it is just a virtual image!
Aunt Xiang is not a fool. She understands everything at once and is no longer unfounded.
She looked over carefully and mentioned the business matter just now:
"Xu Gusheng, if you want to learn ancient martial arts, my aunt will not stop you, and Ghost Face will come to see you soon."
"Auntie also knows that you are very powerful... But even if it is as you said, you can finish learning the Eight Gates and Seven Souls in a month, then turn around and look for Shenyi on the cross street corner."
"Auntie has only one piece of advice!"
She spoke so seriously that Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but hold his breath and concentrate, "Aunt Xiang, please speak."
"Absolutely, don't mess with Shen Yi! And don't try to fool him! Treat him sincerely like Ba Zunshu, and you will get more." Aunt Xiang said almost heartily.
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I will pay attention."
Aunt Xiang didn't know what terrible scene she thought of, her delicate body trembled, and she said: "Xu Gusheng, you have to know that what you just felt face to face was not even one ten thousandth of what Shen Yi felt, and what you finally saw That punch was not even one thousandth of his."
One ten thousandth, one thousandth
"Are Aunt Xiang joking?" Xu Xiaoshou twitched.
"I'm not kidding." Aunt Xiang shook her head, "You've seen many semi-saints, right? You've seen Lian Yan Wu Se, the Divine Envoy of Heaven, and the Ten-person Council."
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"right."
"It's not enough, far from enough! Xu Gusheng, you have to know why some of them are so talented, and some have lived for so long, but their reputations are far inferior to those of the Ten Masters of that generation."
"Shenyi, is there more hidden?"
"Yes, Auntie is the person who knows him best." Aunt Xiang hesitated for a moment, then said:
"With your current perspective, it's hard for me to describe to you what the pinnacle of combat power is."
"Imagination alone is not enough. People cannot transcend the limitations of their own vision and get more."
"You have to see those people with your own eyes to understand this truth - some people's lives can really bring despair to people."
"Who are they?" the second true form asked.
Aunt Xiang pursed her lips, her peach blossom eyes became more solemn, and she said in a deep voice:
"The young and frivolous Eight Masters, the gods outside the Pagoda City, the Quilehan with his legs crossed and his eyes closed..."
"And, take off your shirt, but you can no longer find the Taoist Palace Master..."