Thunderous rumblings resounded densely, and soon the huge Shanhe Palace completely collapsed, and ninety-nine giant mountains stood up around the ruins of Shanhe Palace.
The strange thing is that from the foot of each mountain to the top of the mountain, there are long rivers of green water surrounding it.
"Zhuowen, you forced me to use the Shanhe Palace's accumulated knowledge over countless years. Don't even think about leaving Shanhe Palace today. Just die here!"
Su Liyang, who was originally nailed to the ground by the purple sword, laughed loudly, and the purple sword that passed through his chest collapsed. Su Liyang jumped up, his whole person seemed to be transformed, and his aura was as vast as the ocean.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, looking at Su Liyang whose aura was getting stronger and stronger, but his eyes fell on the ninety-nine mountains and rivers surrounding him.
In his perception, Su Liyang's surge of aura now comes from these ninety-nine mountains and rivers.
At the same time, the moment the great mountains and rivers appeared, the gravity here increased tens of millions of times, as if countless mountains were crushing down. Zhuo Wen's body swayed and his face turned slightly pale.
thump!
thump!
thump!
The other onlookers who retreated to the edge of the square were even more unbearable. Under this heavy pressure, they all knelt on the ground, barely supporting their bodies.
"too horrible!"
Ziwei Xingjun was in a better condition. He knelt on one knee and looked at Su Liyang in horror, who was surrounded by ninety-nine mountains and rivers.
"Suzu, this matter has nothing to do with us! Don't involve us, let us leave now!"
"Yes, Su Zu, we are just here to participate in the Baidian Auction Conference, please let us leave."
"..."
Naturally, there were many palace masters from other palaces present, but the strength of these palace masters was much different from Su Liyang's. At this moment, after Su Liyang inspired the great mountains and rivers, they were all kneeling on the ground, and it was difficult to resist.
Su Liyang looked at these monks who were talking coldly and ignored them at all.
After seeing Zhuo Wen's power, he is now much more cautious. Now that he has activated the great mountains and rivers, how can he create an exit for these people?
If he really does this, with Zhuo Wen's strength, he may be able to leave this great country as soon as possible.
Su Liyang said calmly: "After I kill this boy, I will naturally release you all, so before I kill this boy, please bear with me silently."
As soon as Su Liyang said this, the others cursed in their hearts, but they did not dare to refute at all.
After making great efforts, their wealth and lives were actually in Su Liyang's hands. If they cursed Su Liyang at this moment, wouldn't they be asking for death?
Many of them prayed in their hearts that Su Liyang would kill Na Zhuowen as soon as possible, so that they would not have to stay in the terrifying series of formations like Dahao Mountain and River.
Zhuo Wen silently looked at the sky above and saw Su Liyang suspended in the middle of the ninety-nine mountains and rivers. Then, the shadows of mountains and rivers emerged from the ninety-nine mountains and rivers, and all of them merged into Su Liyang's body.
"Is that... a mountain soul?"
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes. He looked at the phantoms of mountains and rivers that swept out of the mountains and rivers. He couldn't help but guess that these phantoms should be the souls of mountains and rivers.
Relying on the soul of mountains and rivers, Zhuo Wen found that Su Liyang's momentum was constantly rising, and the power in his body was getting stronger and stronger.
Moreover, this energy is neither the power of the three poles nor the divine power, but a real power as heavy as Mount Tai.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, grabbed the air with both hands, and condensed two purple swords with purple light flowing. He then swung it violently, and the two purple long swords cut through the sky, and fell in front of Su Liyang in an instant.
Bang bang!
Su Liyang's eyes widened, and he made a fist with his right hand and punched it fiercely.
This punch possesses unparalleled power, lifting the weight as lightly as possible. The wind roars, forming a transparent fist on the surface of the fist. It actually smashes two purple long swords into powder with one punch.
"The strength has indeed increased a lot!"
Zhuo Wen frowned as he watched Su Liyang easily break the purple sword formed by Dao's will.
If Su Liyang's previous strength was at the peak of the realm of life and death, now with the help of the great mountains and rivers, this guy's strength is comparable to that of the Half-Step Heavenly Taoist Master.
Although Zhuo Wen had defeated the Black Smoke King, the Master of Heaven, the main force at that time was Blood Scale, and he only assisted Blood Scale on the side, and finally killed the Black Smoke King.
Su Liyang's current strength is not weaker than that of the Black Smoke King, but because the Black Smoke King has abnormal innate magical powers, Su Liyang is easier to deal with.
But even so, relying solely on my strength, it is a bit reluctant to fight against the current Su Liyang.
Of course, if Zhuo Wen used the Death Sacrifice Sword, he would be able to fight Su Liyang, but he knew that he would not be able to kill Su Liyang.
Although the Death Sacrifice Sword has been proven and has become a Tiandao-level artifact, the strength of Lord Zhuo Wen is still too low and cannot exert the full power of the Death Sacrifice Sword. The actual strength of the person holding the Death Sacrifice Sword is only half a step to the Heavenly Dao.
Almost the same.
"Is this all you have? If so, then just wait to die!"
Su Liyang glanced at Zhuo Wen with disdain, feeling full of confidence in his heart.
The great mountains and rivers were built by countless generations of palace masters of the Shanhe Palace. They are the foundation of the Shanhe Palace. As long as the great mountains and rivers still exist, the Shanhe Palace will never fall.
boom!
I saw Su Liyang kicking in the air, and the sound of continuous air explosions came from the air, and Su Liyang appeared behind Zhuo Wen as if he teleported.
Although Zhuo Wen barely managed to avoid Su Liyang's blow by relying on the purple mist, his eyes were full of surprise.
Su Liyang's speed at this moment was simply beyond his imagination. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been hit by this punch.
With Su Liyang's current strength, he probably wouldn't feel well either.
"The reaction is good, but how many times can you catch my attacks?" Su Liyang's eyes became more and more intense, even showing a hint of joking.
Just after he finished speaking, Su Liyang disappeared from the spot again.
"The remaining days of life at sea!"
Zhuo Wen pointed out the void, and a sea of time and space appeared around him, and a purple sun rose from the end of the sea behind him.
Boom!
The moment Su Liyang entered the sea of time and space, his figure immediately slowed down a lot. Then Zhuo Wen punched out hard, hitting Su Liyang directly on the cheek, sending Su Liyang flying backwards.
After flying upside down for dozens of meters, Su Liyang stopped forcibly, looked at Ziri behind Zhuo Wen in surprise and said: "It's actually the magical power of time and space, but so what if it's just the magical power of time and space? It can't stop me!"
Su Liyang made a sudden squeeze with both hands, and immediately, the ninety-nine mountains and rivers in the sky suddenly fell down, hitting the sea of time and space, and erected mountains that were too high to reach.
The ninety-nine mountains and rivers are arranged in a circle with Zhuowen as the center.