The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 770: The power of one foot
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Chapter 770 The Power of One Foot
"Crack--!"
The door of the main hall on the top of the mountain opened, and a middle-aged man in a black robe led the crowd. He wears a gorgeous black robe painted with stars and looks like a silver dragon. He is ancient and solemn and solemn, just like the emperor of the world, but compared to the emperor, he is more than a thousand times stronger.
Behind him, six monks lined up side by side. The six monks were dressed in golden armor, some were hanging old, some were wicked up to the sky, and they had white faces and blue beards. But no matter which one, the cultivation base is not below the Venerable Peng.
"It is the ancestor of the five true immortals and Taoism. The golden armor should be Kunlun, the first **** general of the Holy Land of Lingxiao."
An old monk exclaimed. As for the back, twenty or thirty Yuan Ying monks filed out. With these Yuan Ying, there are hundreds of thousands, wearing silver armor, and the cultivation base is in half a step. , There are many heavenly generals who are no weaker than any sect elder. There are countless divine troops wearing black armor and blue armor, rising to the sky, lining the sides of the high holy land, driving the clouds and mist, boundless and boundless, just like a **** soldier and heavenly general.
"Giggle--!"
There are many monks, and their teeth are shaking with fright.
Too strong, a **** master, six Yuanying mid-term masters, dozens of Yuanying heavenly monarchs, plus hundreds of heavenly generals. Ten Celestial Sects cannot contend against such a huge force.
"It's no wonder that the Holy Land of Lingxiao suppressed my galaxy for tens of thousands of years. It is too strong, too strong. In comparison, the other Heavenly Sects, which have only two or three or even one Heavenly Sovereign, are really nothing." Even some Heavenly Sovereigns. , Could not help shaking his head.
As for Elder Yuehua, Hua Nongying and others, their hearts sank even more.
On one side are the three of Ye Chen, three or two big cats and two kittens, and the only ones who can barely fight are Ye Chen and Venerable Peng. On the other side is the gathering of dozens of Yuan Ying, and countless battle formations gather together, so you can easily step into the world. Any sect's Lingxiao Holy Land.
The gap between the two sides is too big, almost like a sky deep.
"Only you, want to level my Lingxiao Holy Land?"
Elder Lingxiao Holy Land squinted and looked down at Ye Chen.
"A true monarch in a small area, no matter how strong his cultivation base is, can he be better than a few masters and the first generals? I don't need a master to take action. I can easily smash him after a few people line up." The elder said overcastly.
"Yes, I thought I had killed a few Nascent Souls in the early stage, so I dared to come to the Lingxiao Holy Land to be presumptuous. How strong was the fifth ancestor of the Flying Immortal back then? Wasn't it also killed by my sect, and used such a big battle for him. It's enough to make him die." The fourth **** will speak.
The black-robed **** master and several head teachers do not bother to speak at all.
Their existence is a deterrent. It was like Tarzan hitting the chip set, tilting the balance to the extreme in an instant. Even if Ye Chen was in the mid-Yuanying stage, and even the late-Yuanying stage, facing such a lineup, he had to shrink back.
"Ye Tianjun, forget it. You and Lingxiao Holy Land are both important forces in my galaxy. It's better to bow your head to the God Lord, and from then on, the two races will fight for the jade silk, and the generations will have a good relationship. Isn't it beautiful?"
The light group onlookers next to him, a heavenly monarch spoke.
He is the emperor of Wangqingzong, the master of Yuntianhe, and he is known as the love of talent.
"That is, how strong the Holy Land of the High Heavens is, the Lord God is broad-minded, and I think it is not a small offense to Ye Tianjun. You should just retreat, so as not to hurt." Another Tianjun also said.
Many heavenly monarchs are also not optimistic about Ye Chen, and even Honglian Tianjun shook his head slightly.
"Ye Tianjun, if you take it with your hands, kneel under the gate of my Lingxiao Holy Land Mountain, and beg for mercy from my God Lord. My Lingxiao Holy Land can spare you and the Chinese people, and allow you to guard the side for my Lingxiao Holy Land for generations. The Lingxiao Saint Underground belongs to the highest level of slaves."
The first **** will speak Kunlun, he is high above, looking down at Ye Chen, his tone is very arrogant, like a gift from a god. Letting Ye Chen and the Chinese as slaves is the greatest reward.
Ye Chen didn't bother to recover at all, just spit out a word:
"Dead!"
His figure shook suddenly, turning into a hundred thousand feet tall, almost equal to the balance. The whole body was shining with golden light, the ninefold divine power was added to the body, the immortal golden body urged to the extreme, a big foot, surrounded by the golden light, like a smashed mountain, slammed and stepped on the top of the sacred land of Lingxiao.
At that moment, everyone in Lingxiao Holy Land changed their colors at the same time.
"Ye Tianjun really dare to do it?"
The audience was stunned with fright. Everyone thought that Ye Chen climbing the mountain was just a few ruthless words, at most one or two trials. At the level of him and the Lingxiao Holy Land, they all stomped their feet, and the big figures who shook the galaxy have rarely struggled to live or die. Since the Lingxiao Holy Land had listed such a powerful and unstoppable battle, Ye Chen was at the most unstoppable, so he turned around and left. The Lingxiao Holy Land obviously couldn't easily leave him.
However, no one thought that Ye Chen would not say anything, and act directly.
"So courageous!"
Wearing a golden armor, a height of two feet tall, covered in infinite electric light, and engraved with the word "nine" on the armor, a sacred general of Lingxiao holy land suddenly opened his eyes and let out a loud shout.
He turned into a golden light, soaring into the sky, with a golden halberd in his hand, tearing the sky, bursting out incomparably bright electric light, as if a single blow could crush hundreds of thousands of mountains, the power of that blow, Zhiyue Yuanying, even many Tianjun have lost their color, it can be described as strong and fierce.
"It is the ninth **** general of Lingxiao Holy Land, Luoshan."
Someone who knows speaks, the nine great gods of Lingxiao Holy Land, the higher the ranking, the stronger the cultivation base. Although Luoshan is only ninth, it seems to be a little stronger than the average Nascent Soul. This shows the strength of the Holy Land of Lingxiao.
"Boom——!"
Ye Chen didn't stop, like an ancient god, he stepped on it with one foot, as if he lifted the ancient Taishan Mountain into the sea. How terrifying is the power of the immortal golden body? That kind of terrifying power is unmatched! Could it be that Luo Shan, a **** general, could be the enemy?
"Crack!"
Just after the collision, Luo Shan spit out a mouthful of blood. His three-foot-long golden halberd was suddenly bent, his body shape seemed to be under unstoppable force, and he was shot down from the void. Even if Luo Shan desperately roared loudly, the terrifying Nascent Infant-level mana exploded, and the whole body was blazing brightly like a flame, stimulating it to the extreme, but it still couldn't shake Ye Chen a bit.
Ye Chen's feet are still firmly and slowly pressed down, without any hindrance.
"Ninth brother, let me help you!"
A **** general who also wore a golden armor, covered in black mist and painted a cloud seal with the word "eight" on his chest, screamed, holding a giant golden gourd hammer, and soaring into the sky. It turned into a golden light and stopped at Ye Chen's feet.
The eighth general, Sui!
Boom——!
But how can the power of two divine generals stop Ye Chen?
Even if Ye Chen doesn't use the slightest amount of mana, his ninefold magical power is equivalent to the physical strength of nine Yuanying bodies, and he is also a real Yuanying, not a pseudo-yuanying with incomplete ethics like the Milky Way.
Susu also spit out blood in a mouthful of blood, and couldn't stand it at all, and the pressure was reduced.
"This is too strong, isn't it?"
Many people frowned. The two Nascent Soul God Generals joined forces, and they couldn't even resist Ye Chen's kick? The key is that Ye Chen's speed never stopped, as if those two gods would not exist?
"Me too!"
At the top of Lingxiao Holy Land, a golden light rises again.
"There is still me."
"Add me!"
"Count me..."
Before the voice fell, three successive rays of light rose up into the sky.
One, two, three... In the end, there were seven gods who rose to the sky. Except for the seventh **** who died in the jail, and the first god, Kunlun, the nine gods Will, have all shot!
Ye Chen here still has only one foot!