As soon as Long Qingcang finished speaking, an overwhelming fist force swept over him in an instant.
The terrifying fist intention and true energy enveloped this entire space, endlessly washing away the heaven and earth.
It was as if the layers of space airflow were being squeezed out, and everyone in the thick fog just felt a desperate danger.
At this moment, whether it is Xian'er, Shangguan Jiajia, masters from other colleges, or even Shangguan Qian and others, they all have a completely unstoppable feeling of terror.
That is the Holy Lord, so powerful that it is terrifying without limit.
This punch struck, and even the semi-saint strong man had the idea of resisting it.
"Bing Yuqian, I wonder if your clone's ability can block my punch?"
Long Qingcang chuckled, and his cold-blooded and domineering side suddenly appeared.
That's right, he has no grudges against the people in the Royal Academy.
But in his eyes, these people are the same as ants. Even if he kills one person, a hundred people, even a thousand people, or ten thousand people, it makes no difference to him.
Even if all the people of a country or a race are wiped out, Long Qingcang will not hesitate at all.
As long as you can achieve your goal, no matter how much killing you do, it's just a piece of cake.
"Are we all going to die here today?"
Shangguan Jiajia felt a chill in her heart. At this moment, despair arose in her heart, and she subconsciously wanted to catch Xiao Naihe.
But she found that in the thick fog, she couldn't feel Xiao Naihe's breath at all, and her grasp was in vain.
Unable to see Xiao Naihe, she felt even more helpless.
Long Qingcang's fist revealed a kind of mastery of war, which was the aura and coercion of fighting a race, a world, and a star.
The fist intention burst out, and within a snap of his fingers, there was a doomsday-like power that enveloped the Royal Academy.
"Long Qingcang."
Bing Yuqian's face was cold. He did not expect that Long Qingcang would be crazy enough to threaten him with so many lives.
That's right, his clone does not have that much power to block Long Qingcang's punch.
Bing Yuqian had no choice at that time. His clone could only turn into part of the barrier to block part of the punch.
"Everyone should use their original spiritual shield to protect themselves."
The thunderous sound of Bing Yuqian came in and out of the thick fog.
It was impossible for him to protect everyone at this moment.
We can only let the people here protect themselves.
But he knew that many people would die this time.
Anyone who survives 10% is probably lucky.
After everyone heard Bing Yuqian's words, they quickly activated their spiritual thoughts and origins, and the power of Qi and blood sprang out in the thick fog. Almost everyone's own strength was pushed to the extreme, forming a shield to protect themselves.
"With the strength of an ant, how can I know the strength of my dragon?"
Long Qingcang was dismissive. With this punch, he had the intention of completely destroying the Royal Academy and killing everyone.
If they could still survive, wouldn't it make Long Qingcang feel embarrassed
However, at this moment, a mysterious force suddenly emerged from the countless Qi and blood.
"Tai Chi is in the air, the gentleman's heavenly law... wheel!"
A very vague voice came out.
At this moment, a huge divine wheel rotated, like volcanoes erupting one after another, erupting all the power into one piece in an instant.
I don't know how many formations were destroyed in the Royal Academy. When this divine wheel turned, it was even more domineering than Long Qingcang's fist.
There was no humility at all, they just squeezed and collided with this fist force.
A true Buddha's dharma appeared in the divine wheel, and the power of cause and effect was integrated into it. Countless thoughts flickered continuously, representing a supreme will, rolling toward the sky and rolling endlessly.
Between one punch and one round, it was as if two unique strands of Qi had formed two storms, squeezing each other.
One after another, the two forces were immediately offset.
The terrifying fist intention also slowly disappeared.
The danger that hung over everyone's minds unexpectedly disappeared inexplicably.
"What's going on? Did Lord Shengzun save us?"
"Master Bing must have saved us."
"Long live the human race!"
Many cultivators who originally had the intention of dying found that they were still alive. The ecstasy in their hearts was self-evident. The huge scent of incense suddenly gathered and gathered towards Bing Yuqian.
But Bing Yugan, standing in the sky, knew very well that the power just now was not his own.
In the infield, there was another person who neutralized Long Qingcang's punch in one move.
In other words, there is a hidden saint among them.
Others didn't know, but Bing Yuqian was able to deduce it.
"There is another saint among our human race? I have never seen this magical aura. Who is it?"
Bing Yuqian was slightly startled and his pupils shrank.
At least in this situation, he could resist Long Qingcang's fist, so he should not be an enemy of their human race.
This person's strength is by no means inferior to Long Qingcang.
I don’t know if this person is still the Holy Lord of their human race, but regardless of whether he is, as long as he is not an enemy of the human race, he will be lucky.
"Huh? This is... I see, that person is also here. Bing Yuqian, you humans have recovered a lot of lives. But my fist intention is still here. If you don't leave Gaozang within one day, If the Buddhists come back, the people here will still be killed by my fist. You can take care of yourself."
As soon as the voice fell, Long Qingcang's figure also disappeared. His eyes looked into the thick fog, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face: "And Your Excellency, I hope that the next time we meet, in the real world Let’s compete.”
Everyone thought that Long Qingcang was speaking to Bing Yuqian, but only Bing Yuqian knew that Long Qingcang's last words before leaving were to the mysterious saint who saved everyone in their Royal Academy. of.
Listening to Long Qingcang's tone, Long Qingcang obviously knew the mysterious man.
"Gaozang Buddhism? The real body of Bing Yugan is over there at Gaozang Buddhism. This Long Qingcang has done so many things, but he just wants to lure Bing Yugan from Gaozang Buddhism. I don't know what to do. ! But what is certain is that he should be setting off to Gaozang Buddhism now."
Standing somewhere in the thick fog was Xiao Naihe who had just taken action.
He used a magical power at that time to offset Long Qingcang's fist. Others could not see it, but Bing Yuqian must have felt his presence! (To be continued)