Chapter 531 The Arrival of the Battle of the Top Powerhouses
Chapter 531 The battle of top powerhouses is coming
An Twelve was hit on the shoulder by Zhang Guolao's bamboo tube with all his strength, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. However, Zhang Guolao was punched through the chest and his heart was broken! The black mist energy not only destroyed Zhang Guolao's body, but also swallowed him.
The vitality also severely damaged Zhang Guolao's spirit!
Even for an immortal, if his heart is broken, his body will no longer be alive! Dark Twelve will definitely not leave Zhang Guolao's soul behind.
Zhang Guolao, who was facing death, was always so calm, with the same smile on his face as usual, but a trace of pain flashed in the eyes of Lu Dong, Bin Han, Zhong Li and others.
Zhang Guolao looked like a weasel who had stolen a chicken. If it weren't for the big bloody hole in his chest, it would be a bit funny.
He poked out his finger, seemingly indifferent, but the pupils of all those present who had reached the ninth level of cultivation shrank.
The speed of Zhang Guolao's finger was very slow and simple, just a straight thrust, but even a strong man in the Fourteenth Heaven could not say that he could dodge this finger and receive it safely.
This finger gathered Zhang Guolao's lifelong magic power. The inside of Zhang Guolao's body has begun to burn, and his soul has also begun to burn. This finger is destined to be the strongest blow in Zhang Guolao's life!
One finger penetrates the soul of Dark Twelve. As an immortal, he still knows the basics of attacking the soul. After all, the soul is also an existence equivalent to the soul.
Zhang Guolao turned around, smiled at everyone, and his body turned into little powder. Zhang Guolao, one of the Eight Immortals, disappeared into ashes. Only Zhang Guolao's bamboo tube floated quietly in the sky.
Duke Dong and others clenched their fists. Han Zhongli took the fan in his hand, walked into the protective mask, put the bamboo tube into his sleeve, "Han Zhongli, one of the Eight Immortals, please give me advice!" Han Zhongli actually broke through to the tenth level.
The fourth heaven.
This protective mask has its own judgment function, and will isolate all energy and objects from entering if it violates the rules.
The three girls, Catherine Bisi, Zhao Rourou, stood behind Yeyue, holding Yeyue's arm, their eyes were faintly red. The three girls were still too kind. Although they were not familiar with the Eight Immortals and others, they still felt a little bit sad when they saw the death of their allies with their own eyes.
It's uncomfortable. If it were the three girls from the past, they might cry.
However, he soon regained his composure. After all, he was in the realm of a god, so he could suppress his emotions if he wanted to.
Yeyue noticed the strangeness of the three women, shook her head slightly, smiled, and sent a message from her spiritual mind: "You three, you are also gods of laws, but you are still so emotional."
"But it's our comrade who died. Don't you feel sad, Brother Ye (Yue)?" the three women replied.
Yeyue's spiritual thoughts fluctuated slightly, "When a person dies, it's like a lamp goes out. What's the use of being sentimental? If you see more, you can naturally get rid of sadness. I will avenge my dead companions." Yeyue is determined.
He said that Yeyue is a person who values his friends very much. From the moment they formed an alliance, everyone in the coalition was regarded as a comrade by Yeyue.
Han Zhongli was full of murderous intentions. Although he did not lose his mind, he did it with all his strength from the beginning. The fan in his hand danced so airtight that ordinary masters could only see the shadow of the fan but not the real thing.
Dark Eleven was not to be outdone. He punched wildly with both fists, like the Pegasus Meteor Fist, blocking all Han Zhongli's attacks. As the eleventh master among the dark generals, how could he be so easy to deal with? Dark Eleven died.
Yes, I want revenge!
The surging energy collided together, causing light ripples in the space.
Han Zhongli fought for his life with all his moves. Immortals don't get emotional easily and show their true temper when they move. The Eight Immortals have worked together for thousands of years and have been as close as brothers and sisters. They have gone on countless dangerous missions together. Unexpectedly, Zhang Guolao has reached a hundred times his previous strength.
However, Zhang Guo died of old age. From now on, no one will steal my chicken legs to eat, no one will show me that weasel-like smile, and I will no longer see the immortal riding a donkey backwards.
Dark Eleven also fights hard and fast, and the black mist energy is continuously output. The Chaos tribe is warlike and passionate. They also value brotherhood. From Dark One to Dark One Thousand, the top twelve have the best relationship. Dark Four will be killed. Dark Eleven will be killed.
Twelve also died, and Dark Eleven went crazy.
As a quasi-sage of the fourteenth level, Han Zhongli is not a simple thing. He stomps his feet and evades the Dark Eleven with a heavy blow. It’s time to decide the winner. If this continues, the result will be that both sides will exhaust their strength and everyone will take revenge.
No revenge.
An Eleven thought in his mind, "It's exactly what I want." He gathered energy all over his body, and there was an aura of indifference to the world. He punched out, as if thousands of troops were about to be wiped out.
Han Zhongli waved the fan in his hand vigorously, and a violent force suddenly swept out.
The two energy explosions caused the ground to collapse dozens of feet. Han Zhongli flew upside down and fell out of the protective shield. He was seriously injured and fainted, but his life was not in danger. Dark Eleven also flew upside down and was seriously injured.
The top management of both sides still looked calm. Dark 2 to Dark 41 came on stage one by one. Han Xiangzi, Tieguai Li, Guan Shengdijun, etc. also came on stage to deal with each other, winning or losing.
One by one, comrades fell. The peak of the Law was not much higher than that of the Lord God. Each battle lasted only a few breaths. Soon, an hour passed. The battle between the strong men of the Law was over. The Hand of the God did not appear.
, both sides did not send all the Law Peaks, because both sides understood that depending on the situation, the team between the Law Gods would not be able to tell the winner, so the main god and above could only choose the winner.
Although at this moment, the general main god is only a second-line combat power, but unlike the law, the main god is the highest existence among the second-line combat power, and the peak of the main god is also a first-line combat power.
With just a wave of the Lord God's hand, he can be placed as a general God of Laws. The battle above the Lord God is the key point. God of Laws? Even if a hundred Gods of Laws join forces, they can't even think of defeating the fighting power of a God King.
Only by reaching the Lord God can one further understand the magical effects of the law, and then slowly derive upwards to reach the level of understanding the rules.
Among the main gods, there will probably be a total of about three hundred main gods participating in the battle. Yeyue's eyes flashed slightly. Although nowadays, there are few main gods who can take his three moves, but it has to be said that the strong main gods still have a few brushes.
A brush worthy of absorbing the advantages, if hundreds of main gods join forces, even Yeyue will have to fight to the death with all his strength.
"Let me start this battle first!" Nezha couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out. As the second general in heaven, Nezha's magic power is at the sixteenth level at the moment, and his strength is between the sixth level of the emperor.
He is also a good player, but in a competition of this scale, under the Seventeenth Heaven, no matter how strong the player is, he is only a top second-line combatant.
Nezha stood on a hot wheel and held a fire-tipped spear. He just floated quietly in the air, showing a majestic aura, "Nezha is here, please fight!"
It has to be said that although Nezha's strength is not as good as that of the Seventeenth Heaven in the prehistoric period, his combat power is not inferior to that of the rookie Seventeenth Heaven.
I hope that in this battle, I can get another first victory and give the opponent a good blow to their morale. However, when fighting against the gods of law, after a few wins in the first battle, the opponent's fighting spirit is actually high. I don't know if it can happen this time.