Centered on the attic where Ying Zheng is located, twelve giant pillars of ice and snow, one hundred meters high, rise from the ground. The nearly three-meter-thick Panlong pillars are completely made of cold and biting frost, and each pillar is wrapped with ice. There were nine giant ice and snow dragons. As Ying Zheng shouted softly in the pavilion, all the giant dragons opened their big mouths at the same time and sprayed out blue freezing air that was as thick as glue.
A sea demigod with low strength, who had probably just entered the demigod realm, howled miserably. He happened to be caught in a blast of freezing air, and half of his body was frozen into transparent ice on the spot. Compared with ordinary humans, , the bodies of sea people have more water, so they are more damaged by freezing air.
These freezing energies are actually as lethal as a mid-level demigod's full blow!
Miao Wen let out an angry roar: "Minglian, what are you doing in the Miluo Divine Cult's lair? Everyone, if you still have some energy left, you really have no chance. Think about it, let the tyrant Ying Zheng sit firmly. The throne of the Blood Qin Empire, with the current national and military power of the Blood Qin Empire, can everyone still have a good life?"
Taking a deep breath, circles of lotus-shaped light patterns spread out under Miaowen's feet, and a vast and majestic divine power surged into the sky. Miaowen's body gradually expanded, and his shriveled skin turned into In purple-gold color, he turned into a giant King Kong man eighteen meters tall.
Pu Yu also roared: "Let's work together to kill Ying Zheng. As for the division of interests, let's be more careful! Minglian, you Milo Divine Sect, you really shouldn't forget to rebel at this time! You just Are you so anxious to kill Lord Fanluo?"
A very thin golden light shot down from the sky and instantly penetrated into Pu Yu's head. Pu Yu's aura also became vast and unfathomable, his eyes turned into a magnificent golden yellow, and his skin instantly transformed into bronze. The statue has a unique color, and it is also a rusty bronze color that has withstood countless years of refinement.
Miao Wen said loudly: "Such as the divine words, we should have the power to move mountains and crush all evil obstacles of time!"
With a wave of his hand, a delicate hill with a height of three hundred meters in the garden suddenly moved, and smoke and dust rose into the sky all around. The ground was fighting endlessly, and the hills within a radius slowly flew up, quickly flying towards Miao Wen's open arms. The closer we got to Miaowen, the smaller the size of the hill became. In the end, such a big hill became only about ten feet in diameter.
This is the "Mountain Moving Technique", the secret magical power of Tianmiao Upper Court. Miao Wen's strength is still a bit inferior. Legend has it that there are secluded elders in Tianmiao Upper Court who can throw mountains thousands of meters high to attack the enemy. The attack can destroy an area of hundreds of miles, which is more terrifying than the so-called forbidden spell.
Miao Wen snorted coldly, raised the hill and smashed it down towards the pavilion where Ying Zheng was.
One hundred and eight ice dragons on the twelve giant dragon pillars raised their heads at the same time. A stream of freezing air roared out, forming a thick ice cloud above the pavilion. The eighteen-meter-tall Miao Wen waved the hill, It whizzed down like a meteor. A loud noise came to everyone's ears. The hill shattered suddenly, and the ice clouds remained motionless. A tall and elegant figure flashed out from the pavilion, shattered the hill with one palm, and then revealed the wonderful news. It was so shocked that he fell back again and again.
He took a step back, vomited a mouthful of blood, and shrank his body by a foot. He took more than forty steps back. Miao Wen had returned to his original height. A clearly visible palm mark on his chest sank three inches deep into his chest. It was obvious that he had been severely injured. His bones and internal organs.
Lin Shan, who was wearing a white coat, looked a little desolate, and his eyes were a little penetrating and a little confused, suspended in the air a few feet above the ground. He said coldly: "What else is the ghost called? Lin Qi is indeed used by the Guardian Palace.
The divine seed plotted against him, but when he was just born, a senior used the Soul Guarding Blessing Technique to protect his soul, but the divine seed could not break through the defense of his soul."
The body of Empress Minglian, who was rushing toward us in the distance, swayed, her heart tightened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out more than ten meters away. She exclaimed in a hoarse voice: "He is not controlled by a god? What about Paradise?"
Where is my direct disciple Ji Letian?"
Lin Shan glanced at Empress Minglian indifferently: "I have already gone to bed with Lin Qi, and I am completely devoted to Lin Qi. I am extremely well-behaved. As the contemporary god of the Guardian Palace, do you still not know the effect of your evil methods? Then
The girl threw herself into the trap, and Lin Qi got an extra girl to make the bed and warm the quilt, that's all."
With a cold snort, Lin Shan said calmly: "But don't worry, although she was born in the Miluo Divine Sect, since she follows Lin Qi wholeheartedly, our Lin family will not discriminate against her. The position of the head wife is impossible.
Yes, but we don’t mind giving her the status of a common wife."
Empress Minglian was so angry that she was trembling all over. She could only steal the chicken but lose the rice. Her every move was simply the best interpretation of this ancient proverb. Then she saw Fan Luo's headless body, and even his soul was swallowed up by Lin Qi.
The body, Minglian Empress' eyes turned black, Van Luo was dead, how could she explain to the old guys who founded the Shrine when she went back?
Van Luo's master... thinking of that old monster with a weird temper and unpredictable cultivation, Empress Minglian was so frightened that her legs became weak.
"Hmph, you dare to be distracted on the battlefield, you are seeking death!"
Lin Shan saw Empress Minglian standing there in a daze with her eyes blank. He raised his eyebrows and suddenly turned into an afterimage and flew out. The demigods of the Miluo God Sect present exclaimed at the same time, and several people took action to stop them, but
All attacks failed. Only Pu Yu, who had also taken half a step towards the unpredictable realm, saw Lin Shan's movements more clearly. However, he could only watch Lin Shan pass by him, directly
He rushed in front of Empress Minglian, and then punched Empress Minglian savagely on her towering chest.
Without the slightest scruple, and no fear of not attacking a woman's breasts and lower body, Lin Shan punched Empress Minglian hard on her left breast, half a foot below where he punched, just in time.
It is the heart of Empress Minglian.
Pu Yu's scalp was numb for a while. It could be seen from Lin Shan's actions that this was a god of death who only wanted to kill people and did not follow any rules. Only those who killed people like crazy and survived countless times,
Only then could he have such a clean and sharp punch with a hint of ruthlessness. No one else could deliver such a neat punch.
Empress Minglian's face suddenly turned pale, her tall left breast suddenly shriveled up, and a large amount of blood spurted out from under her clothes. From the back of her heart, a white fist-shaped blast clearly visible to the naked eye shot out several feet.
Far away, the force of this punch had penetrated the body of Empress Minglian, and the invisible fist intention had severely injured Empress Minglian.
The Mingyu Sutra, which is illuminated by divine light and is indestructible, has extremely terrifying defensive power, but its defensive power also has limits. If Lin Shan is only an intermediate demigod, or he is a high-level demigod, or even if Lin Shan is only a peak demigod
With her cultivation level and having entered the demigod realm for hundreds of years, Empress Minglian was still able to withstand the attack of this punch.
But Lin Shan has entered the demigod realm for thousands of years, and he has even taken a step towards that unpredictable realm.
The power of this punch was very pure, very pure, full of naked killing desire, and also had a strange flavor of killing laws. Empress Minglian's physical defense collapsed, and her heart was shattered by one punch.
Then her whole body exploded, even her long hair exploded one by one, and exploded into countless fragments scattered on the white snow.
Lin Shan grabbed the storage bracelet worn by Empress Minglian, then turned around and left.
A demigod from the sea tribe stared blankly at Lin Shan, who looked like a god of death with his long hair standing on end. Lin Shan glared at him and punched the unlucky guy who had a crocodile head on his neck.
The demigod screamed miserably, and his body suddenly broke into 360 pieces - and each piece was of the same size. If it were weighed, the weight of each piece would be exactly the same.
This terrifying punch frightened several nearby Sea Tribe demigods to take a few steps back in embarrassment. Lin Shan snorted disdainfully, walked straight back to the pavilion, and stood at the place where he had retreated from the wonderful news just now, and then
He raised his fingers coldly at Pu Yu and said, "Little bald man, it's you! You're the only one here who can fight me. Anyone else who comes here will end up dead, so don't waste your energy."
Pu Yu stared at Lin Shan. Although he had taken that step, he had only touched that mysterious realm for about ten years. It was like a city gate tens of thousands of meters high and extremely heavy.
He just pushed the city gate open a gap as small as a hair, and saw a little bit of the scenery behind the door. With Lin Shan's presence, he had already pushed the door open several feet wide, and he could even breathe in the air behind the door!
Both of them can be said to be half-gods, but the difference in strength is huge.
Taking a deep breath, Pu Yu said in a deep voice: "Senior, with so many magical powers, why do you work for a tyrant?"
Lin Shan frowned and said in a low voice: "Shut up, little bald man. You people from the Temple of Heaven can talk the dead alive and the living dead with one tongue. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Either fight me or get out."
Seeing how hard it was for you to take that step, I will leave you alive today!"
Pu Yu's face turned red. He stared at Lin Shan, and the bronze mysterious light on his body became more intense.
He no longer spoke, but punched Lin Shan with great caution and slowly pressed forward. A low chanting sound came from Pu Yu's fist, and behind Pu Yu, three fire altars appeared, with three faces.
The ferocious gods with three heads and six arms, four heads and eight arms, and five heads and twelve arms jumped and roared on the altar of fire, releasing extremely terrifying divine power.
Lin Shan shook his head and sighed heavily.
"The gods enshrined by your Heavenly Temple and the Miluo Sect are all so weird and weird. They have many heads, many hands, and some have many thighs. I really don't know where the thing under their crotches is between the legs!
You said they have so many heads, and they have to use that mouth to kiss a woman?"
Pu Yu, who was concentrating on punching, almost vomited blood. The multi-headed and multi-armed divine image was a symbol of the vast power of the gods. Lin Shan was emotionally thinking about how they should kiss? Lin Shan's words made Pu Yu feel angry.
The fisting intention suddenly weakened by three points.
"Another one looking for death!" Lin Shan snorted coldly. His long sleeves suddenly exploded, and a black hand ax the size of a palm appeared in his hand. With a flick of the wind, it turned into a heavy ax the size of a door panel.
The ax struck Pu Yu.
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