Nanhuang City is the capital of Nanting Continent, where the Southern Emperor resides, the general headquarters of Nanzhou Xianting, and the core of power that governs one-seventh of the Xianting Realm.
Not only is this place rich in spiritual energy and strong people gather here, but the security and defense are also top-notch in the fairy world.
For thousands of years, no immortal thief or ghost has dared to directly attack the Southern Imperial City.
Even if you want to attack, you can't get in.
An Immortal-Emperor-level city defense formation was like an inverted fairy dome, covering the entire Southern Imperial City.
No power below the level of the Nine-Star Immortal Emperor can forcefully break through this transparent barrier.
If you cross this barrier and directly tear apart the space inside the formation, your power will soon be extracted by the formation and you will suffer a divine calamity.
Southern Imperial City, the city that will never fall!
now.
The Nanhuang City is prosperous and peaceful, with hundreds of millions of city residents living and working in peace and contentment, focusing on practicing, doing business, and traveling.
Until someone accidentally looked up at the sky...
A bloody giant hand tore the sky apart with its bare hands!
Unlike all netherworld attacks, this giant hand does not seem to come from the abyss, but appears suddenly without warning.
There is no spiritual pressure, no sound, no eyes, no miscellaneous sad sounds or murmurs, and even no entity.
There is only a huge red and pale shadow of a hand!
What the hand shadow tore was not the space wall, but——
City defense formation!
From the edge of the torn tear, streams of blood dripped down, just like tears of blood flowing from the sky, turning into a downpour of blood in the blink of an eye.
Before the shadow of his hand arrived, the rain of blood fell first, like the arrival of death.
The whole city screamed in horror!
Screaming...but no sound came out.
Even when the air defense bell was struck, there was only ringing but no ringing.
Lu Ya doesn't like noise, so nothing can make a sound.
Because of the frequent movements of the Immortal Thief King, most of the Immortal King's power in Nanhuang City left, leaving only Ouyang Longcheng and the chess player on top of Xingtian Pavilion...
The top of Xingtian Pavilion.
The seven people in Ouyang Longcheng were speechless. He could not be an opponent for someone who could tear apart the sky formation with his bare hands.
"This is……"
When the words came to my lips, I found that there was no sound.
Instantly, a chill ran down my back and I was sweating profusely.
Although the pressure brought by this blood shadow giant hand is very terrifying, its level cannot be detected. The way the spiritual pressure oscillates seems to have traces of the forbidden magic of the demon sect, but the essence of its spiritual pressure is as vast as the laws of heaven.
The chess player looked up at the blood shadow, but he couldn't see the source of this power.
God is not like God.
Ming is not like Ming.
It's more like ordinary immortal power, but how could an immortal have such power?
The tear was right above Xingtian Pavilion, and it was obviously coming towards him.
The chess player's face was calm and extremely dignified.
"Why don't you show up and speak?"
Ouyang Longcheng stared at the chess player blankly. He was the only person in Nanhuang City who could speak now.
There were no words in the air.
After the bloody rain.
The huge hand of the blood shadow dragged its arm, which stretched infinitely and was as thick as a pillar of heaven, and grasped downwards toward Xingtian Pavilion with a pressure that would destroy the world.
This time, the spiritual pressure finally came out.
But no one dares to believe——
This is actually nine-star immortal level spiritual pressure!
The power of the Nine-Star Immortal Lord tore apart the Nine-Star Immortal Emperor-level sky formation?
Even the calm chess player was confused.
What scene has he not seen before?
He has never seen this scene before!
"Why don't you show others your power?"
Tian Tian suddenly replied.
"Are you worthy?"
Lu Ya was not hiding his strength, but he wanted to build the city well and live a stable life in the future, so he borrowed Liu Xuanye's power.
Therefore, his hand shadow is red, his spiritual pressure is only at Immortal level, and there is a slight time lag in reaching the Southern Imperial City with his power.
He only needs the power of the Immortal Lord, supplemented by the full-level power of resonance and a few god-level laws, to easily subdue the city.
But this person now made him a little interested.
Unexpectedly, there are people in the fairy world who can speak under the shadow of his hands.
If you can speak, speak more!
He also wanted to try, whether he could defeat a powerful man who surpassed the Immortal Emperor even though he was a hundred thousand miles away, with the power of the Immortal Lord!
Bloody hands are silent.
Keep exploring.
The chess player stands with his hands behind his back, motionless.
At this time, seeing that the giant shadow with bloody hands in the sky was just the spiritual pressure of the Immortal Lord, Ouyang Longcheng clasped his palms together, and the Bold Immortal was released.
An Immortal King-level purple-gold golden body stands impressively on the top of Xingtian Pavilion.
"Purple Flame Crazy Dragon, rise!"
A purple shadow spurted out, quickly condensing into a giant purple flame dragon the size of the blood shadow's giant hand. It was wrapped in the Immortal Emperor's spiritual pressure and looked even more powerful.
With a violent dragon roar, the purple dragon raised its head and ran towards the giant blood shadow hand.
Ouyang Longcheng was full of confidence and felt that even if he lost in the end, with the power of the Immortal Emperor's Immortal Solution, he could hold on for a while and buy the chess player some time.
However, in the next breath, his expression froze and a mouthful of blood spurted out!
in the air.
The violently flying purple dragon had been pinched seven inches by the bloody hand and turned into a purple soft worm. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving not even a trace of dregs...
"not good!"
Ouyang Longcheng underestimated the power of the Immortal Lord in the giant hand of blood shadow. In just a moment, he fully activated his body skills, instinctively grabbed the other six people, and quickly escaped from the top of the mountain in a flash.
This is his plan.
But it wasn't finished.
In the middle of the flash, his shocking Immortal Lord's spiritual pressure pressed him to the ground.
The more you try to escape, the more you will be crushed to death, and there is a possibility of being thrown into pieces at any time.
In the end, I had to give up resistance and lie prone on the ground, like a dead pig that is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. At this time, I can actually breathe...
Looking around carefully, he saw that he had just fallen from the teleportation stone platform to the stone flat, and had only escaped less than a foot away.
now.
There are more than 100 million immortals in the Southern Imperial City, and they are all in the same state as Ouyang Longcheng.
Those people with the strongest cultivation base subconsciously wanted to resist when they saw the Immortal Lord's spiritual pressure. As a result, they were beaten so hard that their ribs were broken and huge waves were set off in the Sendai Qi Sea. No one was seriously injured.
It was only after I admitted my mistake and meditated that I felt relieved.
Those immortals with low cultivation levels did not dare to resist. They tried to escape at most, but they could not escape. They quickly meditated on the spot and were not harmed.
The luckiest people were the ordinary immortals, who thought that gods were coming to the world, so they knelt on the ground to save their lives and pray for safety. As a result, not only were they not injured at all, some were even able to move normally and were completely unaffected by Lu Ya's spiritual pressure.
Ouyang Longcheng seemed to understand something. He was so frightened that he quickly released the spiritual interpretation. He immediately sat cross-legged and meditated with piety and regret, and then he could breathe smoothly.
The other six people looked confused and had no choice but to do it.
After discovering this extremely simple fact, Ouyang Longcheng wanted to slap himself!
Think about it carefully.
If this giant hand of blood shadow were a demonic force, it would definitely suppress or massacre everyone without discrimination, but this spiritual pressure seems to only make people surrender, and there is no desire to kill indiscriminately.
It looks like a demonic shadow, but is it actually the power of heaven?
The top of Xingtian Pavilion.
The mist is clear and misty.
The chess player looked up at the sky, motionless, seemingly calm, but in his heart there was a warm blood boiling.
"Are those seven people from three thousand years ago already so strong?"
If the giant hand of blood shadow continues to reach down, even he will have to make a choice!
Although he only had Immortal-level spiritual pressure, such ingenious power was already worthy of his use.
Although the seven people in Ouyang Longcheng are speechless, they can still communicate with each other using their spiritual thoughts.
"Brother Ouyang, what is going on?"
"Why doesn't this chess player make a move?"
"Why does the devil have such power?"
Ouyang Longcheng's expression was complicated, and even his spiritual thoughts were weak.
"This is not the magic way, but the power of heaven... Someone in Nanhuang City has angered heaven!"