Chapter 1398: All Powers Gather in Eighteen Sets and Join Forces to Siege
The Gengjin divine body is divided into several realms: small success, great success, peak, great perfection, and transcendence!
If you practice a small level of cultivation, you can kill the foundation with your bare hands, and you can use your physical body to shake the golden elixir.
Now, Jiang Tian has transcended the Great Perfection and evolved to a new level, becoming the immortal body of Geng Jin. What kind of strength is this?
"Gengjin's immortal body, immortality, immortality forever, immortality forever, and the whole body is like a golden elixir. Just rely on the physical body, just to see how many blows the powerful gods can strike!"
With Jiang Tian’s cold sound, golden thunder clouds filled the sky filled with water poured into Jiang Tian’s body.
His dazzling body was like a treasure forged in an instant, and countless shining Taoist rules and runes intertwined. In the end, he gradually returned to ordinary people, just like an ordinary young man.
"Clang!"
Jiang Tian stretched his long arms and shook slightly, directly shaking the huge sword light into countless pieces, scattered.
Looking at Jiang Tian’s fingers again, he is safe and sound!
It turned out that the sword light that was extremely sharp torn apart the world did not even leave a white mark on Jiang Tian's body, just like a knife slashing gold.
"This, this, this is too scary!"
This time, even the True Dragon Ancestor Ao Feng was shocked.
Although he knew that Jiang Tian was strong and had the nine-turn of the divine plate at the bottom of the box, and many changes in magical powers, he did not expect that Jiang Tian's body was so tough that it was so terrifying.
This is a half-trailer!
"What kind of material is this guy made of?"
Mangu exclaimed, his eyes almost glaring out.
He has a special physique and is always proud of his wild golden battle body.
But I thought I could still beat the low-level real weapon, but when I encountered an intermediate real weapon, I had to be cautious and dare not fight it head-on. When I encountered a accurate Taoist weapon, I was afraid I could not resist it even with a single knife.
But this Jiang Taichu was able to beat the quasi-tao weapon, which made his confidence and pride shatter.
"What? He was shaking the quasi-tao weapon with his bare hands! He didn't even leave any scars. Is this still a human?"
Many monks were stunned and screamed, as if they were caught off guard and exploded.
Especially those monks who had been convinced that Jiang Tian would die before seemed to have been slapped countless times invisibly, with a red face.
Many Yuanying Heavenly Lords even rubbed their eyes, as if they thought they were confused.
"This boy... is so evil and so evil!"
Wu Shujian, who was originally calm and gentle, had a huge change in his face and his pupils contracted, as if he had seen the most incredible thing.
"Brother Shujian, can you use your body to force yourself to shake it?"
Fairy Yaoyue's beautiful eyes were also wide open, and her expression was filled with disbelief.
She was born in the top Tianzong in the second-level fertile land of the world, and her knowledge was naturally good.
But I have never heard of such a precedent.
Any Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord is as fragile as tofu before the killing of the quasi-dao weapon. You must know that the quasi-dao weapon is cut out, which is the real power of the powerful power of the god-transforming power!
"Yes! But that must be the body of a god-like god who transforms into gods!"
Wu Shujian lowered his head slightly, and a sharp murderous intent flashed through his gloomy eyes.
On the battlefield, Long Shengnan, who was already full of confidence, became panicked again, and a bean sweat oozed out of his forehead, and he said in a lost voice: "Jiang Taichu, what kind of magical art are you doing?"
Jiang Tian smiled coldly and said, "What other magical magic is needed to hit you, a useless woman? This is pure physical strength!"
The whole audience was silent.
Although everyone guessed that it was physical strength, they were still shocked to the point when they were truly confirmed from Jiang Tian!
He actually used his pure body to shake the quasi-Dao weapon and disperse the sword light of the Dragon-Slaying Mysterious Sword. All of this was like a myth, and I couldn't believe it.
Although Long Shengnan's sword did not leave any scars on Jiang Tian, it was not completely useless. At least it gave Chen Qingdi the chance to escape.
Although his Nascent Soul was swallowed by Jiang Tian with Taotie's divine body, his soul was pulled out, like a faint ghost, rushing towards Long Shengnan's camp like lightning.
"You can't escape!"
Jiang Tian shook his body, like stepping on an invisible chariot of gods, crossing the void and rushing towards the camp.
"Stop Jiang Taichu! Don't let him succeed!"
Long Shengnan shouted in a sarcasm and summoned many Jindan True Lords, and the Yuanying Heavenly Lord attacked Jiang Tian to protect Emperor Chen Qing.
Many Yaochi monks, whether they are the Nascent Soul or the Golden Pill, sacrificed their lives and rushed towards Jiang Tian like moths to the fire.
They can die, but their great emperor cannot die.
Emperor Chen Qing is the ultimate deterrent of their world. Once Emperor Chen Qing falls, the Yaochi will become a homeless land and usher in a catastrophe.
"kill!"
Many Hailan monks also took action together, and their magical powers exploded.
Only by killing Jiang Taichu can Long Yanan be rescued, otherwise their Hailan world will be controlled by others.
What's more, Jiang Taichu comes from the lower world, and in their eyes, they are like ants. If they lose to Jiang Taichu, they will become the laughing stock of many worlds.
"Hmph! Looking for death!"
Jiang Tian snorted coldly, his high fighting spirit surged like a tide, and he came to kill like lightning.
At this time, his golden Gengjin Qi was rays all over his body, like a storm of waves, and the foundation-building cultivators within a radius were instantly killed. Even the true King of Jindan could not resist Jiang Tian's punch.
Palm.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Jiang Tian broke out a long bloody path from the blocking camp composed of hundreds of golden elixirs and foundation-building powerhouses. Hundreds of Hailan and Yaochi cultivators were killed by the Gengjin Qiming.
The meat rain fell, and even the Duanmu family leader rushed up, Jiang Tian slapped it into a meat paste with a palm.
In the end, Jiang Tian grabbed Chen Qingdi's soul in his hand twenty miles away from Long Shengnan's camp.
Just as Jiang Tian ignored Chen Qingdi's wailing and begging for mercy, the golden palms bloomed with infinite divine light, and he was about to burst his green soul out of thin air.
Suddenly, a shout came: "Fellow Daoist, please stop!"
Accompanied by this sound, a bright rainbow that penetrated the world. A vitality burst out from the rainbow, trying to save Emperor Chen Qing's soul from Jiang Tian, but Jiang Tian bounced away.
"who!"
Everyone was stunned and looked up.
I saw a bright rainbow like the most advanced starry sky fighter, breaking through the air at a speed that exceeded twenty times the sound barrier, suddenly descending, revealing an old man with a faint aura, white clothes and white hair.
The old man's bloodline was dyed white with his beard and hair, his fairy style and aura was no less than that of Emperor Chen Qing. He was also a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord, but he only had his early cultivation level.
"Old Ancestor Tianpeng!"
The true dragon Ao Feng exclaimed.
Many monks from the Dragon Gate World were also stunned.
They naturally recognized that this old man was a living fossil monster in the Penglai world. He had Kunpeng bloodline, was extremely fast and powerful, and was a bit higher than the ancestor who missed the sky.
Penglai, Yingzhou, and Beiming are three third-level worlds that are comparable to Longmen. At that time, they all belonged to the underworld of Donghai Lan World.
However, at this moment, the ancestor Tianpeng was looking at Jiang Tian with a smile, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Fellow Daoist Taichu, stop now! Let's take harmony as the most important thing. Although Emperor Chen Qing was wrong, he would not die. Please forgive him for his life for the sake of my old man."
"I can mediate from it, and Long Yanan can act as hostages and live in the Longmen world. They will withdraw from this world. Within five hundred years, they will definitely not commit crimes again. They can also compensate for the magic medicine and treasures of heaven and earth, and only hope that fellow Taoists of Taichu will end up
war!"
The ancestor Tianpeng advised him.
"Not bad! Our clan is willing to compensate, and the fairy Shengnan will agree to withdraw the army..." Chen Qingdi's soul wailed and looked at Long Shengnan with mercy.
His soul is now withdrawn from the Nascent Soul, without the nourishment of the true essence of qi, blood and true energy, just like the twilight years of the wind, it can be broken at any time. This feeling of being weak and controlled by others is really uncomfortable.