Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1248: Disintegration

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A magnificent palace appeared in mid-air, obscuring the sky, and magnificent, as if it were a palace of the gods, which could suppress the Eight Desolations.

This moved Ling Xian, and felt a tremendous pressure from the palace.

Wang Wu and the others also changed their colors. Apart from shock, their eyes were worried.

"Damn it! They realized the Temple of Houtu!"

"This method is the first magical power of our king's tribe, and it has the ability to suppress the world. This is terrible."

"If it is only performed by one person, Young Master Ling still has some hope, but right now this temple has double power!"

Everyone exclaimed, full of worry.

Houtu Temple is the first method of the Wangtu tribe. Although it is only a phantom, not a real Houtu Temple, its power is still unpredictable and terrifying!

What's more, at this moment, it is still double power!

In this way, how can everyone not worry?

Even Ling Xian himself showed a bit of worry.

He has encountered countless powerful enemies since his debut, and the supernatural powers he has encountered are ridiculously strong, but this temple is undoubtedly the strongest method he has encountered since his debut!

Therefore, Ling Xian's expression became solemn, and with a thought in his heart, three avenues of flowers sprang out, isolating the horror overflowing from the temple.

"Haha, as soon as the Houtu Temple comes out, let you have a lot of magical powers, maybe you want to come back!"

The great elder laughed wildly, staring at Ling Xian fiercely, except for spitefulness, but also pleasure. Obviously, he already thought that Ling Xian was bound to die.

The second elders think so too.

The Houtu Temple is the strongest method of the Wangtu tribe. Even if you look at the entire Witch God Realm, it is a first-class existence. What's more, it is still a temple of double power at the moment.

I said unceremoniously that even if the peak of Rongdao came, he couldn't stop the blow without using the same method!

"Haha, kid, die for me!"

The great elder smiled grinningly, the temple in mid-air slowly fell, and the void suddenly cracked, like the sky falling down, with the mighty power to suppress everything.

And this is just the beginning.

As the temple sinks, the chaotic air is constantly overflowing, and accompanied by the mark of the avenue, it is like a real witch **** palace, which can suppress nine heavens and ten earths.

This made Ling Xian's expression dignified, knowing that this is the decisive move. If he blocks it, there will be no more suspense in this battle. If it can't be stopped, he will die.

Everyone knows this very well.

The two supreme elders are willing to help each other, but they are entangled by the three elders. It is difficult to maintain their invincibility, and there is no room to help.

As a result, Wang Wu and others are worried, and even many people are desperate.

At this moment, Ling Xian made a move that surprised everyone.

He squeezed the invincible fist, and burst out immortal light, but he did not sink slowly, but blasted towards the three elders.

This move stunned everyone.

What's the situation?

Faced with a fatal threat, and didn't want to resist it, how could you attack the Three Elders instead?

Everyone was puzzled and couldn't understand Ling Xian's move at all.

"Haha, is your brain flooded? Even if you kill him, it is impossible to block the Houtu Temple!"

"Fool, if you attack the temple with all your strength, you have a chance to survive, but you are so stupid to attack others, you are just looking for death!"

The first elder and the second elder showed sarcasm, not only thinking that Ling Xian would definitely die, but also that he was already stupid.

At this moment, everyone heard two words clearly, two words expressing confidence.

"Okay."

The corners of Ling Xian's mouth raised, looking at the towering palace that was sinking gradually, the star shining with confidence.

The reason why he attacked the three elders just now was because he was accumulating power, or to pave the way for the strongest blow.

Don't forget, Douzhan Xian Bone can make his attacks soar tenfold, but not every hit can be so, but a random trigger.

Therefore, Ling Xian first attacked the three elders with a few punches to pave the way for stimulating the fighting fairy bones. Right now, when he closes his hand, he feels that his next blow will explode ten times the power!

"Alright?"

Everyone was stunned, not knowing why.

"Fool, I would like to see how you can block the Houtu Temple with double power!" The elder sneered.

"Then open your dog's eyes and watch it!"

Ling Xian responded aggressively, and his right fist released an immortal light, like a round of immortal scorching sun, shining to the extreme.

At the same time, he ran the primordial heavenly power, burned his energy, and raised his state to the peak.

After that, he punched out and shook the Temple of Houtu!

This is a punch that cannot be described in words, just like the wrath of the heavens, the supreme shot can shatter three thousand realms and shatter the nine heavens!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the fist and the temple violently collided, suddenly bursting out a brilliant divine light, drowning everything.

Afterwards, the aftermath swept across all directions, making everyone pale and bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

Even if he was as strong as the Great Elder, he was shaken back several times, and the blood in his chest was churning.

Ling Xian is no exception.

Needless to say the power of Houtu Temple, his punch also condensed all his strength, and it also soared ten times the power. In this way, the aftermath of the collision between the two is naturally terrifying, and even he has to retreat.

When the divine light dissipated, everyone clearly saw that Ling Xian's fist mark had disappeared, but the Houtu Temple was intact!

This made everyone feel sluggish. After that, the people on Wang Wu's side showed sorrow, and some people were even desperate.

The Houtu Temple is intact, which means that Ling Xian could not stop it, that is to say, they are defeated. In this way, how can we not feel desperate?

The great elder and others laughed out loud, except for ridicule, they were proud.

"A foolish fool, I've said that if you are an enemy of me, you are doomed to die!"

"Haha, know it now, I don't know the height of the sky and the earth."

The two were joking, but also left a strong irony.

This made Wang Wu and the others pale, and the sense of despair became more intense.

However, not only did Ling Xian remain unmoved, but instead shook his head and laughed.

His fist marks are indeed dissipated, but this does not mean that the Houtu Temple is intact.

"What are you laughing at?"

The great elder frowned~IndoMTL.com~ sarcastically said: "Your head is flooded, and you will laugh when you die."

"When I die, I naturally can't laugh, but if the enemy dies, why can't I laugh?" Ling Xian shook his head with a smile.

"The enemy is dead?"

The Great Elder was startled and realized that the enemy Ling Xian was talking about was himself. At the moment, he sneered and said: "Sure enough, he is a fool, and he is starting to talk nonsense."

"What nonsense..."

Ling Xian smiled, did not refute, just pointed to the temple in mid-air.

This made everyone startled, and suddenly discovered that after the punch that originally came from, the Temple of Houtu hadn't moved.

But what does this mean?

Everyone was puzzled, but in the next instant, they understood and were shocked.

Because, that majestic palace suddenly cracked a gap, then gradually cracked, and finally disintegrated completely in the horrified eyes of everyone!