Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 239: With 1 enemy 3
The second reason is that whenever he opens up one more meridian, his immunity to the aura emitted by the giant gate is stronger, so his actions are not prevented.
The giant gate is right in front of you, like a desolate beast lying here, majestic and majestic like the ocean, shocking countless people, but unable to stop Wutian's footsteps.
He walked steadily, moving forward step by step, the 98 meridians under his skin, like pockets of fire dragons, gleaming with blood-red lights.
"He has entered the range of ten meters. Is it incredible that he can really walk under the giant gate!" someone exclaimed.
The battle between Ditian and Zhanfeng has begun again.
The three of them were in a triangle shape, sandwiching Di Tian in the center, all kinds of means came out, surging essence and power, but Di Tian's complexion was light and calm, and the powerful moves came at his fingertips, and they did not fall in the slightest.
In mid-air, a thousand swords qi are vertical and horizontal, tearing the world apart. The power of fire raged and burned everything. The power of wood roared through the clouds, and a fierce battle began!
"Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha said, the sea of suffering is boundless, and the back is the shore. This benefactor has been deeply immersed in demons. If he is not saved in time, he will surely harm the common people in the future."
At this time, he also chose to take action. The Buddha statue appeared above his head, and the Buddha's light shined all over the world, purifying the sin and evil between the heaven and the earth.
"Dead bald donkeys, cats crying and mice fake compassion, put away your disgusting face, and just say if you are jealous, why do you want to do this, you want to stop him, I won't let you succeed!"
Guizong Guiguzi sneered again and again, and the black mist was steaming on the surface, as if the devil possessed him, an evil and cold breath, overwhelming the sky.
The two cases are the overlords of Xihuzhou, each according to one side. Usually, it is not you who calculate me, or I cheat you. The hatred has long been as deep as the sea and cannot be resolved. No matter where you go, they are destined opponents.
See Gui Guzi suddenly intervened, and there was a glimmer of misfortune in Buddha's eyes, which was fleeting.
But I have to admit that Guiguzi's strength makes him quite jealous. The two people did not know how many times they fought in Xihuzhou, and in the end they were almost equal, and no one of them had ever really won.
If you change to someone else, it makes sense, but Buddhism is the nemesis of all evil things, and it can't control the ghost sect. One can imagine how strong its strength is.
The battle is on the verge of breaking out, the devilish energy is overwhelming, and the dark clouds are rolling, like a ghost roaring, fascinating. The Buddha shines in the sky, purifies the endless evil, and the two compete with each other, as before, it is difficult to distinguish between each other.
The three sects of Nanquezhou shot, but were dragged by Ditian, and the two major sects of Xihuzhou fought inwardly, but they were very wise and did not let their disciples participate in the war.
If everyone enters the battle, the place will be chaotic, death is inevitable, and there will be a lot of casualties before entering the ruins of the extremity, which is not what they want to see.
Looking at the scene, An Li frowned and said: "What should I do now?"
Wang Chu’s face was as sinking as water. Obviously, the current situation was a bit beyond his expectation. I thought that people from other continents would take a big shot, then they could fish in troubled waters, but now, except for the son, everyone else is standing still. .
"Wait and see, the three major forces of Zhongyaozhou have not arrived yet, maybe there will be a slight turn for the better then." After a little indulgent, Wang Chu still didn't dare to be careless and made a decision.
No more than other continents, if he chooses to shoot now, Shura Hall and Frozen Ice Valley will definitely not let them go, and they will definitely be investigated to the end.
If the Heavenly Sun Sect had a teleportation channel to Fengyang City, he would not be afraid. A message would be able to summon the high-level sect in Qinglongzhou, but now it’s different. They already have a grudge with the Asura Hall, and the Asura Hall’s high-level are sure Will not let the high-level Zongmen continue to use the teleportation ban.
In other words, the fifty people of Tianyang Sect have been completely isolated. Unless they form an alliance with others, there will be no reinforcements, so he has to be cautious, otherwise he will only be slaughtered by others.
The emperor stood high in the sky, looking down silently, neither going down to persuade him, nor taking action against Wutian, but from the gloomy eyes, he could see that he was not at peace.
Actually, he wanted to go down to kill Wutian and get rid of everyone in the Shura Hall and Frost Ice Valley in order to avenge the day, but due to the threat of Frost Ling, he did not dare to act rashly.
There is another reason. The old twelve and other great venerables are just outside Fengyang City. With their cultivation base, as long as they get news from the Asura disciples, they will be able to arrive in a flash.
In addition, there is also the transmission holy forbidden. The Shura Hall can send people to come at any time. The only three people in the twelfth class make him a headache. If you add the other nine sages, the Confucian dynasty is not directly Finished in one pot?
Unless the Forbidden Sect, Qi Sect, and Wanbao Pavilion assisted each other, if they were really willing to help each other, the emperor would not be able to ask for everything when they were outside the city.
Only these hours, Wutian's location is only three meters away from the giant gate.
The distance of three meters, but just one step away, the Little Sword Saint and others were anxious, rushing to attack with all their strength, the emperor's weather was open, every move was completely natural, dripping water, and they did not give them any chance.
"Guiguzi, you really want to do this, but you know that Wutian's strength has greatly increased, and it will not be good for you and me," the Buddha was angry, and the sound transmission said.
"Jie Jie, dead bald donkey, now you are anxious? Your nature is revealed? Don't think that if you say a few rhetoric, this seat will let you go," Guiguzi said with a sneer.
Hearing this, the Buddha's face was as sinking as water, and his murderous intention was as if he had fallen into a demon, with all his ultimate moves, mercilessly, completely different from his previous compassionate appearance.
Guiguzi is powerful, has no self-confidence at all, is easy to do, and from time to time, the sound transmission and verbal satire make the Buddha extremely angry, but he dare not attack in public, for fear of affecting his impression.
"Haha, I didn't expect it to be so lively here!"
A loud laughter sounded from the sky, and after that, fifty figures dressed in different costumes broke through the air, unabashedly released, moving the spirit of heaven and earth, and shocking everyone.
"Someone is breaking through here, it's interesting and interesting!"
A burly man with a beard and a halberd on Fang Tian, coming from the sky, he looks rough and mad, his eyes are divine, his height is different from ordinary people, he can compare with dragons and tigers, and his robes are muscles. It rises high and is full of explosive power.
The big man looked at the **** storm under the giant gate, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he waved his big hand, and the halberd light under his feet was blazing, like a blazing sun, which made people unable to open their eyes.
Shoo...
Into a divine rainbow, Fang Tian painted a halberd to pierce the void, like a teleportation, breaking through the defense of Han Tian and others, and going straight to Wutian. The terrifying edge makes the people present invariable!
"Huh!"
Tiangang let out a cold snort, his body shape flashed, and he actually ignored the pressure of the giant gate's momentum, and the demon python's arms appeared, and the momentum suddenly increased. Every scale flashed with metallic luster, hideous and terrifying!
"Retreat."
However, at this moment, Wu Tian's faint voice came out, Tian Gang frowned, but stopped, then turned and stared at the incoming person closely.
Faced with such a powerful offensive, Wu Tian didn't even frown his brows. He suddenly turned around. The flesh on the center of his forehead was torn, his third eye opened, and the light flickered. He actually swallowed Fang Tian's painted halberd directly. The momentum also disappeared!
This scene surprised everyone present. Fang Tian's painting of a halberd is a king's magic weapon, and all of them have recovered. I'm afraid that even the great lords of a hundred dynasties will not dare to head-on.
However, this person can crack it easily. How did he do it?
The **** storm roared and rolled, flooding the sky, no one can see the scene inside. In fact, this is what he wants. The Star Realm is his biggest trump card. It is better not to expose until the critical moment.
"If you make another move, don't want to take this king's magic weapon back. You can treat it as if I'm threatening you." Wutian's tone was flat, the third eye flashed light, and Fang Tian painted a halberd through The **** storm shot out violently.
After returning Fang Tian's painting of the halberd, Wutian stepped out without any delay, and finally came under the giant gate. The ninety-ninth meridian quickly formed, floating on the forehead, flashing brilliance.
At this moment, he felt his vision widened, he could see the scenery hundreds of miles away, and the speed of absorbing the essence was almost a hundred times faster than before, and he felt that his spirit power was also about to move, and there was something about to break through. Signs of Wang Tier Soul Power!
Not only that, but Ju Yuan ban, which caused him a headache, suddenly became clear, and many things that he didn't understand before became much simpler at once.
Even, he suspects that if he comprehends the nine palace lore now, he will be able to comprehend it thoroughly within ten days.
On the other side, the burly man made a move, and Fang Tian's painted halberd fell in his hand, his eyes gleaming brightly.
Just before, this magical soldier who had followed him for many years suddenly lost contact, as if it had disappeared out of thin air, and it seemed to be trapped in some kind of enchantment, unable to sense, let alone summon!
A young man next to the big man stared at Scarlet Storm unkindly, and said lightly: "Brother Murong, this person is really a bit arrogant, it's better to let us shoot together, these people can't stop it at all."
This person is the great disciple of Sect Master Qi Sect, Murong Feichang!
"As early as the sect, I heard that the people in the Asura Hall are very strong, and there are many people. Now I really want to try, our fifteen brothers, can you kill them all!" another person said , Full of contempt, did not pay attention to Han Tian and others.
"Hehe~IndoMTL.com~something interesting."
Seeing this scene, Murong Fei raised the corner of his mouth, with a hint of playfulness. He is the great disciple of the Sect Master, and his position is transcendence. As long as there is enough material, there is no shortage of kings and gods.
However, this Fangtian painted halberd was made by his own hands. To him, it is of great significance and there is no room for error.
In fact, this is not the main reason, but Wutian has come to an end, and now it makes no sense to stop it.
Murong Feichang turned sideways, looked at the two people next to him, smiled and said: "Brother Gou, Brother Cang, have you seen how Wutian cracked my offensive?"
Two of them, one is the genius of the Forbidden Sect. Gou Yaolong, who had competed with Wu Tian for the lore of the Nine Palaces in the Wanbao Pavilion, has a mediocre appearance but outstanding temperament, which is hard to ignore. It is the soul power!
Not far from it, a young man in Chinese clothes stands proudly, not as humble as the first two, his handsome face is full of pride, as if all things and people cannot enter his eyes.
He is the son of the Master of Wanbao Pavilion, Cang Zheng!