Wen Tianyun's three dragon heads watched with horror on their faces as the black and white stripes covered Shu Han's body.
"How is that possible!"
He roared as his worldview collapsed: "You obviously didn't surrender to the Lord, how could you get the Lord's power! This is impossible!" However, as the black and white stripes covered Shu Han's body, Wen Tianyun could no longer suppress Shu Han.
The three dragon heads were shining brightly, and the three divine lights were about to spit out from the dragon heads and burn through Shu Han's head. In an instant, Shu Han's figure shook, and four clones suddenly ejected from Shu Han's body, transforming into an immortal with one move. The Heavenly Finger, one move of the Seven Stances of the Vast Sea, one move of the Dragon Spirit Penetrating Fist, and one move of the Chang Le Zi Zhi Palm, all fired at Wen Tianyun from four directions.
Wentian Yun immediately pulled out a scroll from his waist, and the scroll wrapped around him, showing a fantasy scene of prosperity in the world. This is Wentian Yun's protective treasure, a picture of the prosperous dynasty. Once this painting is unfolded, it will show the prosperous age. The prosperity of the dynasty is projected, and the defense is suppressed by the prosperity of the dynasty. Junqu Pavilion
It's just that Wentian Yun is no longer the prince of the Wentian Dynasty at this moment, but a lackey of the ancient power. His magic power is transmitted to this picture of the prosperous dynasty, and the prosperous scene on it immediately declines like being infected by the plague.
The country is broken, the mountains and rivers are desolate and desolate.
The four magical attacks of Shu Han's clone hit this picture of the prosperous dynasty, and were blocked perfectly. Just when Wen Tianyun was triumphant, in this scene of decline, Shu Han's main body tore a gap and forced his way through. Come in.
At this time, Shu Han's body was covered with black and white markings, but unlike Wen Tianyun and Ye Xinchen, who were infected and transformed evil spirits, his body would mutate into a monster. Shu Han still maintained his human form, and his soul was not captured and became a lackey.
Wen Tianyun was extremely surprised when he saw Shu Han burst into the prosperous age of the dynasty. His three-headed dragon head breathed out flames and struck away with the Wentian Shen Fist. However, Shu Han just waved his hand and Wentian Shen Fist was released. When he waved it away, he looked so calm and calm.
Shu Han looked at his hands with satisfaction and felt the inexplicable power coming out of his body. He didn't believe the strength of this power. The moment the black and white stripes possessed him, Shu Han immediately felt that his strength suddenly jumped forward. The feeling on the stairs made Shu Han think that he had broken through to the integration stage.
Shu Han didn't know exactly how the black and white markings enhanced his power. He only knew that with the existence of the black and white markings, his strength had reached an unprecedented level. Moreover, the black and white markings would automatically absorb the Yin Qi from the Immortal Land. To replenish his strength, in the Land of Immortal Fall, Shu Han acted as if his strength would never run out.
This level of magic can even be compared to the Nine Saints Armor of the Yu Ming Clan.
Seeing Shu Han ignoring the pressure of the Dynasty's Prosperity Picture and approaching him step by step, Wen Tianyun couldn't help but feel fear. The Dynasty's Prosperity Picture was indeed powerful, and Shu Han no longer used magic power every moment to resolve the waves of crushing enemies. Although he is depressed, there are black and white markings on him, and his whole body is constantly absorbing yin energy, making his energy almost never exhausted.
"You are just a little cultivator who dares to fight against this prince! This prince wants you to die without a burial place and your soul to fall into the netherworld forever!"
Shu Hanfeng Qingyun's calm demeanor completely angered Wen Tianyun. Wen Tianyun raised his arms and waved his arms high. Behind him, a huge golden mountain slowly rose, as high as tens of thousands of feet. Then the rocks on the surface of the golden mountain quickly fell apart, and a golden statue stood out. Standing tall. Shu Han knew that this statue was the founding statue of the Wentian Dynasty. Compared to Wentianjun, the founding statue derived from Wentian Yun was more subtle and slightly tilted, just like the arrival of the real founding god.
However, the statue only emitted golden light for a moment before being eroded by a corrosive force. The golden statue seemed to have been doused with strong acid at this moment, and began to change color and wither, and finally turned into what Shu Han had seen in the Senluo Ghost Domain.
A pale white face.
"The Founding Divine Fist!"
Wen Tianyun shouted loudly, and it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the eyebrows of the statue. In an instant, the statue seemed to be given life, like the fist of a meteorite raised high, and the wonders of the Dynasty's Prosperous Age were all distorted and condensed into this
In the fist.
"Heir of Changyuan, you can defeat my imperial brother, so what's your ability? There is a huge difference in strength between this prince and him. This time I will let you see the highest secret of "Asking Heaven and Ascending Immortal Sutra", the Founding Divine Fist. You
I will personally dedicate your head to the Lord!"
As he spoke, he punched out the Founding Divine Fist, and everything in the world was covered by this punch, which means the beginning, and also the end.
Shu Han held his breath and stared. The broken armor of the Nine Saints was reassembled on his body, and then shattered out again, along with the nine holy seals on Shu Han's chest. Those broken armors merged with the nine holy seals, and formed nine holy seals after Shu Han's death.
The great gods, the nine great gods, are all shining brightly, with faces like Shu Han and solemn treasures.
The four clones immediately returned to their original bodies, and the fingers of Shu Han's right hand shone brightly.
Faced with this moment, Shu Han still chose to trust the Immortal Zhan Tian Zhi who carried the hope of Ying Tian Realm.
The Founding Divine Fist came to Shu Han in an instant. It was not so much a fist as a big world coming towards Shu Han. The huge fist filled Shu Han's entire field of vision. Just when Shu Han wanted to fight back, suddenly
, the futon in his storage bag suddenly flew out.
This futon was obtained by Shu Han from Wentian Jun. It is said that it was the futon that the first emperor of the Wentian Dynasty sat cross-legged on when he created the statue of the Founding God. Facing the alienated Founding God Fist, this futon actually flew out automatically and floated behind Shu Han.
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In an instant, a real statue of the Founding God emerged from behind Shu Han. Shu Han immediately felt the blessing of an inexplicable will. That will seemed to support Shu Han in resisting the contaminated Founding God Fist. Shu Han immediately understood this force.
Will, close the outstretched fingers, clenched into a fist, accept the guidance of that will, and guide your whole body's magic power.
At this moment, Wentian Yun's Founding Divine Fist descended suddenly, and everything around Shu Han collapsed violently. However, Shu Han still did not make a move. He was submerged in the power of the Founding Divine Fist, but he seemed unscathed, as if
The breeze blows on my face.
Wen Tianyun looked extremely shocked when he saw a statue of the founder rising up behind Shu Han. Shu Han's statue was more solemn and more lifelike than his. The moment he saw his ancestor, Wen Tianyun's captured heart
It seems to be loosened.
"How could it be... Ancestor..."
This moment of mental relaxation was captured by Shu Han. He closed his eyes, and all his magic power burst out directly through a punch. In an instant, the light of the Founding Divine Fist struck by Wen Tianyun was broken by a purer and brighter light, and merged with one blow.
The Wentian Divine Fist with the Huxian Zhantian finger counterattacked, breaking through all Wentian Yun's attacks with an unstoppable force, annihilating all obstacles, and soaring into the sky.
Wen Tianyun was suddenly hit by the punch. In an instant, he collapsed in the crystal white light, and the armor on his body gradually turned into powder and withered.