Chapter 677 The two gods who killed each other in succession amazed the world
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"kill!"
As he shouted, Gong Yile's face turned red, his hands trembled, and he struggled to pinch his fingers.
Suddenly, within a kilometer of the surrounding area, the majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth rolled, and cicada-winged flying knives condensed out in fear.
In an instant, thousands of cicada-winged flying swords appeared, and they formed a knife dragon that was more than ten meters long, densely packed, covering the sky and sweeping towards Jiang Tian.
"Cicada wing flying knife, the ultimate kill, thousands of cicadas!"
This is a secret technique passed down by the Gong family. It pursues quantitative change to qualitative change. With more than one, the more you win, and a cicada-winged flying knife can kill the master of the realm. What's more, there are thousands of them, with such a huge size.
Master Wuchen's lips quickly swayed, he silently recited the secret mantra of the Buddhist sect, and sacrificed a golden bowl.
Bang!
In one place of this bowl, it suddenly rose into the sky and flew above the jiangtian. The mouth of the bowl was filled with thousands of Buddha lights, which had a bright and majestic charm.
Among them, there are scriptures and secret mantras flashing, and every word is condensed, like carved from gold, suppressing Jiang Tian.
"The treasure of the Potala Palace, the golden bowl!"
"It's actually in the hands of Master Wuchen!"
The people who knew each other were staring with their eyes wide open and exclaimed loudly.
This treasure is very big. It was created by a living Buddha in the Qing Dynasty using Tantric methods. It was also sacrificed and refined by several reincarnated living Buddhas and monks for a hundred years. It contains great aspirations, great merits and great wisdom, and its magic power is vast!
For a hundred years, the monks in the Potala Palace used this treasure to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and they were invincible.
"laugh!"
Situ Yuanhao's face was awesome, and his cold eyes flashed with murderous intent, like a crazy gambler, slapped the back of his head and spit out a three-inch-long sword.
This sword is as red as blood, with a bloody and strange aura, and is engraved with complex patterns.
The little sword slapped in the air and suddenly became bigger, like a blood rainbow that penetrated the sun, pulled out a strange roar and rushed towards Jiang Tian.
This is the technique of the Lin family's blood sword, which is similar to Shushan's use of blood to raise the sword and form the natal magic sword.
But his sword-raising and sword-controlling technique is obviously much stronger than Bai Tianlei, who is at the peak of the divine realm. As soon as his magic sword is released, the speed is almost the speed of sound.
"Brother Situ, you have to be careful, Jiang Taichu is not easy to deal with..."
Seeing that Situ Yuanhao even used his own blood sword, Chen Anping's face was shocked. With a wave of his hands, dozens of green small swords condensed, displayed in front of him, ready to go.
Whoosh!
Sure enough, Jiang Tian bounced his fingers.
A finger light turned into a golden stream of light, sharp and sharp, and pierced through Gong Yile's condensed "thousand cicadas" with a destructive and destructive force.
Snap! Snap!
The sound of the flying knife shattering in the cicada wings is connected.
The cicada wings shattered like paper, and then exploded uncontrollably, clamping the complete cicada wings, forming huge waves and flying randomly.
"How is that possible!"
Seeing the golden fingers coming to his eyebrows in the blink of an eye, Gong Yile's face was shocked and panicked, and his eyes jumped out.
While he retreated like a meteor, he waved his hands in a hurry, pulled out seven or eight magic weapons to protect his body, and bulged out the protective energy to block this sharp attack.
During the Republic of China period, the Nine-Cross Tower could work with the Blue-Yi Society, Hongmen, and Qinggang. In recent years, it suppressed Hong Kong Island, Baodao, and Macau and plundered the entire country, but its foundation did not decrease but increased, and it was quite profound.
These magic weapons are powerful, and each can withstand a cannon firing, which is no less than the protective magic weapon of Miyamoto Origin Yi.
He has reached the peak of the divine realm for many years and has been sublimated for the most part, even three points stronger than Miyamoto Yuanyi and Bai Tianlei.
But under Jiang Tian's little black flying sword that had been refined many times, whether it was the heaven-defying magic weapon or the body-protecting energy, it burst out in an instant.
The Gengjin finger light was like a golden lightning, piercing through many magical instrument light shields and protective energy, and then passed through his head, and the entire head exploded like a rotten watermelon.
As the brain plasma and blood mist flew, the body instantly became skinny and bone-like, and was as haggard as a mummy.
The whole body of essence and blood was sprayed out from the neck cavity. After a tumbling roll, it was completely drained by the Gengjin finger light. It seemed that even the soul did not run away, and it was swallowed by the Gengjin finger light in the blink of an eye.
One finger at the peak of the Killing God Realm, both body and spirit are destroyed!
"The power of a finger is so terrifying!"
Seeing this scene, many people were frightened and filled with cold air.
In an instant, the many Wudang sects and the helpers from the Banyin sect who were watching the battle changed drastically, and they were sweating wildly, as if they were seeing a demon god.
Gong Yile, that is a figure of Ye Tianren’s generation, and he is at the peak of the old-fashioned divine realm, and he is even more famous than Wang Chongyan.
But at this time, Jiang Tian was killed with one finger! This was like a myth, and it was incredible.
"Jiang Taichu's cultivation is a thousand miles a day!" A big cold sweat broke out from someone's forehead.
Everyone still remembers that just over a year ago, Jiang Tian met Bai Tianlei and Hao Hongmei, who was at the peak of the divine realm, and it was still difficult to fight.
But now, it can easily crush it.
Although Jiang Tian’s overwhelming cultivation is terrible, what’s even more terrifying is that he has been growing and improving rapidly!
Even Zhang Qianlei was secretly amazed, thinking that he would never be able to crack it if he had to face Jiang Tian's finger.
Bang!
At this time, Wuchen's golden bowl suppressed him, and there was a great power of Buddhism that ruined the world.
It's like the Buddha slapped the Five Finger Mountain.
I saw that many temples below Jiang Tian were the first to be blasted, collapsed with a bang, smoke and dust rolling, and air waves were empty.
The ground paved with heavy blue stones was cracked and sunken, forming a large pit with a radius of ten meters and a depth of more than one meter.
"Haha, robbing the most treasures of Tantric Buddhism and turning the spiritual power of the monks for their own use. Borrowing external power in this way is ultimately a small path!"
But Jiang Tian, who was overwhelming with a slight look, his long black hair flew like a waterfall, and his long clothes were clamoring, and he obviously had enough energy.
At this time, he was bathed in thousands of golden Buddha lights, his whole body was shining brightly, calm and relaxed, and he was like a god descending.
Bang!
Jiang Tian was simple and straightforward, punching him in the sky.
A Gengjin Divine Fist containing Taoist patterns instantly smashed the Qinjin Bowl like a cannonball.
Under Jiang Tian's punch, whether it is the power of the Buddha's light or the secret mantra scriptures, even the body of the bowl collapsed in an instant, turning into pieces and flying in the sky.
"What?"
"This guy is too strong! Run! Run quickly!"
When Master Wuchen saw this, he was so scared that his souls were all rising, as if he had seen a demon.
The magic weapon is damaged, and he has no stronger means.
He was about to retreat, but Jiang Tian had already stepped out of the air, and Yubai's palm slapped in the air.
Boom!
A golden giant palm that was more than ten meters long fell from the sky and slapped at Master Wuchen.
This golden giant palm has many secret curses surrounding the ups and downs, blooming thousands of golden lights, with a stream of light, dazzling and dazzling, and is as solid as carved from gold, with palm patterns clearly visible.
Just like the Buddha in "Journey to the West to Suppress the Demons", he can urge the city and shake the mountain with one finger.
This is the characteristic of the later stage of Qi training. The technique is secretly in line with the way of heaven. With every move, the Taoist patterns can be condensed, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and continuously increasing the lethality of the attack.
"My life is gone!"
Seeing this, Master Wuchen was frightened and suddenly shattered all the Dzi bead bracelets in his wrist.
Suddenly, countless golden talismans shot out, and Buddha's light filled, forming eight heavy and thick defensive shields in the blink of an eye.
These diarrhea beads are extremely rare Nine-Eyed Male Darrhea beads with a profound heritage of thousands of years and are inherited incredibly ancient and vicissitudes.
Moreover, he has been worshipped and blessed by eminent monks and great masters who have achieved great achievements in Tantric Buddhism, and has engraved countless body protection mantras.
Every magic spell has a deep magic power, and can attack artillery and missiles, let alone so many magic spells.
Master Wuchen believed that even if it was a human immortal attack, the Dzi bead could protect him for at least a half moments.
But ideals are full, reality is skinny.
"Bang bang bang!"
Amid the muffled sounds like a shell explosion, eight light shields exploded one by one.
Paji!
Master Wuchen could no longer bear the violent pressure and fell to the ground like a toad.
Even if he struggled and roared wildly, or used Buddhist supernatural powers to stop him, it was useless.
Only one breathing room.
Boom!
The golden giant palm pressed down like a mountain of Tai, slapped his indestructible body into flesh paste and sank it a few meters above the ground.
Rolling blood, broken bones, muscle fibers and internal organ fragments emerged from the fingers.
"hiss--!"
"Master Wuchen, who is invincible and powerful in the entire Tibetan area, is known to be unable to come out of Kunlun and no one is competing for the competition, died like this?"
Everyone present gasped for air conditioning, their eyes were shocked and frightened, and they couldn't believe it.
But everything in front of me is really incomparable and cannot be argued.
Jiang Tian killed two peaks of the divine realm with just one finger, one punch, and one palm.
Although the little black flying sword was revealed, he did not use it at all.
From beginning to end, he only relied on his pure true energy and physical strength to kill people, without any tricks.
It was a long time to say that, and then it was soon. At this time, Situ Yuanhao's magic sword had already arrived.
At this time, his magic sword had been infused with countless essence and blood, reaching three feet long, like a blood rainbow.
The blood and energy surging on it, the sword light is like a tide, and the sword intent is like a sea.
In the sky, dark clouds roll, lightning and thunder, and the energy of heaven and earth is restless and restless.
This blood-colored magic sword was like a blood-colored dragon slashing the nine heavens, and suddenly came across hundreds of meters away. The terrifying aura was already shocking.
"What a powerful force!"
"The murderous intent is extremely terrifying!"
Seeing this, all the strong people present changed their color, and even Zhang Qianlei showed some worry.
"Hmph! Jiang Taichu, you are a human immortal and even awesome. When you meet my blood-clotting sword today, you will have to feel regret on the spot!"
"At that time, the founding father Sun Wen's personal bodyguard was taught by me and personally guided me!"
"I once drank and talked with the founding father. Even Ye Tianren, his cultivation is just as good as me!"
"You young boy, even if you have some luck and strength, how can you be my opponent?"
Situ Yuanhao gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, his gray hair waving.
He pulled out ninety percent of his essence and blood, his cheeks were shriveled, his skin was dry, and his hair became much white, as if he was ten years older in an instant, but his eyes were extremely excited, with a brutal and bloodthirsty smell.
This is a sword of essence and blood from human immortals, and it is activated at the extreme, sublimated to achieve its full potential, and it will be rewarded in one battle.
Situ Yuanhao was confident that this sword could easily kill a half-step immortal.
Even if you are both human immortals, you will never be able to fight with such a crazy way of fighting. You will never dare to take the lead and can only retreat.