The heavenly kings attacked fiercely, and even the super formation of Xuanming Palace could not bear it. After all, the formation was dead and no one presided over it, and the power would drop by a huge margin.
Just when layers of formations were constantly penetrated and the true form of Xuanming Palace could be seen.
Suddenly the gate of Xuanming Palace slowly opened, and a black-haired boy walked out slowly.
He had nothing in his body, except for his handsome face, like the banished immortal Ling Chen, without a trace of aura on his body. He stepped out of Xuanming Palace step by step like a mortal and walked outside the formation.
Seeing the strange scene, the twelve heavenly kings also stopped.
They were condescending, and the twelve pairs of eyes focused on Long Xiaoshan. The twelve heavenly kings' gaze was so terrifying that even if they did not release a trace of pressure, it would be enough to make any existence under the heavenly king's hearts and courage break.
However, Long Xiaoshan looked calm, as if standing in his back garden, with his hands behind his back, and calmly looking at the twelve heavenly kings.
"You are here, you are fighting, is there anything wrong?"
The twelve Heavenly Lords felt a little ridiculous at this time. They had never seen Long Xiaoshan before, or had not paid attention to it at all, so it was naturally difficult to associate such a young man in front of them with the Heavenly Lord.
It is the lord of heaven and man, and a person's true age cannot be hidden from them.
There are many magical techniques for maintaining the face in the world, and even the magical techniques of rejuvenation. The age cannot be seen from the outside. For example, these heavenly kings all look only in their thirties or forties, or even in their twenties or thirties. However, their appearance can be concealed.
The soul cannot deceive others.
True youth is the vitality of the soul and the vitality of rising like the sun.
That is the truth that no magical arts can simulate.
So they naturally could feel that Long Xiaoshan's age was truly young, and his freshness was as fresh as the sun, far from being comparable to the youthful appearance simulated by the Taoist Dharma. He was definitely less than 100 years old, and even younger.
So these heavenly kings stared at Long Xiaoshan suspiciously: "Who is your little kid?"
"Old ancestor, he is Long Xiaoshan! He is the one who imprisons us." The geniuses of the heavenly beings standing behind the heavenly kings spoke one after another.
"What? This is impossible!"
The lords don't believe it.
How could there be a lord in this world who is less than a hundred years old? Other people's words are as sincere as what you see with your own eyes.
"But, but the ancestor, he is really."
The geniuses kept saying a lot.
One person said they could not believe it, but everyone was convinced, and these ancestors of the Heavenly Lord were a little shaken.
"What a long talk, let me draw out the three souls and seven spirits to refine them and you will know everything!"
A dark and terrifying ghost shadow stepped out suddenly, it was Yan Chi, the ghost king of the Netherworld Sect. His eyes were fierce. Other heavenly kings were still questioning, but he was too lazy to talk nonsense. His son was dead.
All the true teachings of the Netherworld Sect are dead.
No matter who the boy in front of him is, since he came out of Xuanming Palace, it must be related to the person who killed his son.
Yan Chi raised a palm and rumbling. The infinite ghost energy churned and turned into a giant black scale claw with countless injustice souls screaming. If you look closely, you don’t know how many evil spirits gathered on the entire giant claw.
The soul is dense and shocking.
The black scale giant claws went down the sky, covering a thousand feet of radius. The entire void under the giant claws solidified into an iron plate, and even the laws stopped operating.
When the heavenly kings saw Yan Chi taking action, they did not stop them.
Although they thought that the young man in front of them could not be the Heavenly Lord, since the disciples all swear so confidently, let's take a look.
Even if he was killed by Yan Chi, he would just step on to death a trivial ant.
And the kingly geniuses who were suppressed by Long Xiaoshan just now all straightened their backs. They were suppressed by Long Xiaoshan so badly that they were not only deprived of their magic weapons, but also imprisoned here. They were extremely humiliated. Now, Lan Yutian
When you arrived, it was finally time for them to be proud.
"Long Xiaoshan, see when you can be proud of it. When you are suppressed by our Lanyu Tianjun, I must taste the feeling of a heavenly king kneeling in front of me." Ling Jingzi clenched his fists with both hands, his body trembled with excitement, and was forced to kneel before
The humiliation of begging for mercy to Long Xiaoshan turned into the joy of revenge.
Looking at the black scales and giant claws pressing against Mount Tai, Long Xiaoshan's five fingers were spread out, and countless * characters were flowing on it. The huge Buddhist sound sounded between the sky and the earth. Long Xiaoshan's palm was like glass, gently patting it out, its palm was so small
, like a glass jade, but when slapped on the huge black claws covering the sky, infinite golden light exploded like a supernova, and countless golden lights penetrated out from the black claws, like a hedgehog, and then, they were
It was completely torn apart and turned into nothingness, and countless unjust souls on it were also purified.
The eyes of the heavenly kings shrank.
"What a powerful Buddha power, this is the power of a holy monk!" The abbot of Xuantian Temple narrowed his eyes and said asserting.
The holy monk is like the heavenly king of the Taoist sect.
Having the supreme status in Buddhism, the abbot of Xuantian Temple himself is a holy monk, so he naturally won't admit his mistakes.
With the assertion of the abbot of Xuantian Temple, the other heavenly kings were finally sure that the handsome young man in front of him was actually an existence comparable to the heavenly king.
Yan Chi withdrew his hand and his eyes were extremely dull.
Seeing Long Xiaoshan take action, he finally confirmed why his son and the Netherworld Sect were destroyed. Ghost cultivators and Buddhist cultivators have always been old enemies and were born to oppose each other. At this time, he was too lazy to investigate why Long Xiaoshan was so young.
The old enemy is the old enemy, not to mention that he has killed so many people in the Netherworld Sect.
"The King of Hell is judged."
Yan Chi roared wildly, his hands came out together, and the terrifying black fluctuations immediately turned the sky into darkness. Before, he only used a palm to activate with ordinary magic power, but now, he has used his real magical killing move.
The extremely terrifying black magic power is like the sea, boiling in the void.
Above the infinite darkness, a ghost palace seemed to appear, and judge the world. In the ghost palace, black lights soared into the sky, gathering into a pitch-black judgment pen, and drawing the word "death" towards Long Xiaoshan.
As soon as the word "death" appears, the laws of heaven and earth are distorted.
In an instant, Long Xiaoshan seemed to fall into the Infinite Hell. The chains of death wrapped around him, and countless powers of death penetrated his body, trying to directly pull their souls out of their bodies.
"The King of Hell wants you to die in the third update, who dares to keep you until the fifth update?"
When the heavenly kings saw Long Xiaoshan shrouded in black light, they all showed a trembling look.
"Yan Chi's death power is even stronger, and he is worthy of being the strongest ghost king of the Netherworld Sect."
"This old ghost is hiding very deeply. His strength is only a line away from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. It seems that he will be more damaging to the Netherworld Sect in the future to avoid his Tao."
The lords' eyes flashed, and thoughts turned around in a blink of an eye.
No one is paying attention to Long Xiaoshan.
Under such terrible magical powers, even if Long Xiaoshan is a holy monk, it is impossible to reverse the situation.