The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 800: The real fairy is a finger
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"As soon as this sacred formation comes out, I am afraid that Yao Wangzong will have no more worries."
Sect Master Wangqing sighed, that is, the eyes of Sect Master Changsheng have changed. Although the true immortal Taoism has fallen, the foundation is too deep. Some even sighed that if the Lingxiao Holy Land Divine Array had not been taken away, Ye Chen might not be able to level this mountain so easily.
Many Tianjun looked at Ye Chen playfully at this moment, waiting for him to break the game.
The faces of the Frost Leaf Sect were also extremely solemn. As soon as this divine formation came out, it was obvious that Medicine King Zong was determined to pay attention and resisted to the end, not accepting Ye Chen's talk.
At this moment, Ye Chen raised his eyes, looking at the chaos shrouded in front of him, the blue thunder was exploding, the rocks pierced through the sky, and the storm-filled islands, seeing no movement inside, so his voice was flat:
"Since you guys didn't meet each other, I thought that with this layer of tortoise shell, you would be able to stop Ye from outside the island. Then Ye could only break the eggshell, and then talk to Yao Wangzong."
After speaking, Ye Chen caged his hands in his sleeves, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was feeling something.
The next second, Ye Chen pointed out, and the world changed!
At that moment, all eyes of the entire galaxy were focused on Ye Chen. Including the ancestors and elders of Yaowangzong, the great heavenly monarchs of Lingxiao Holy Land, and countless monks and mortals in the hundreds of regions of the galaxy.
Everyone is waiting for Ye Chen to break through.
"Swish——!"
Ye Chen's finger was lightly pointed out, without the slightest air of firework. After pointing it out, there is no more vision between the world and the earth, and the clouds are light and breezy. The waves are still roaring, the thunder and lightning are still bursting, the blue light and clouds are still there, the image of Medicine God Island is becoming more and more illusory, nothing has changed!
"That's it?"
Everyone is a little confused.
"Nothing?"
The ancestors on the Holy Land of Lingxiao waited for a while, but there was still nothing to see, and I couldn't help but wonder.
"Hahaha, why did I think about the amazing Secret Art of Peerless Magic, it turned out to be bragging." In Yaowangzong, the burly figure, the three elders with many tattoos embroidered all over his body, laughed and rolled. Fell on the stone steps.
Even the people of the Frost Leaf Sect were very puzzled. Could it be that Ye Tianjun’s spell was unable to do anything with the Medicine King Sect’s Divine Formation, so it didn’t stir up waves?
While everyone was laughing, only Sect Master Changsheng seemed to have thought of something, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "That's..."
"A real fairy!"
Venerable Peng next to him, has blurted out.
A real fairy?
When everyone in the hall was puzzled, an incredible scene suddenly appeared in the golden light curtain in the sky.
"Boom——!"
I saw that dozens of thunder pillars shrouded in chaos, lightning, and clouds on the outermost layer of Medicine God Island, suddenly cut open out of thin air like an invisible long knife, and broke into two one after another. Countless thunders that can easily kill the golden core and threaten the Nascent Soul's Law have dissipated in the heavens and the earth, as if they did not exist.
Next.
"Boom——!"
The thick golden clouds on the second layer, countless clusters of the power of merit, represent that the power of merit that the king of medicine has once proved for this world and stars, seems to have encountered boiling water. It was sloppy, quickly disappeared, and a big gap was cut.
In the end, that layer was filled with sacred aura, and the cyan light curtain painted with countless sky patterns and Dao Ze of Yao Wangzong's great power was also cut open out of thin air, tearing a huge crack of kilometers long.
The crack didn't even end, it fell into the depths of the space, and smashed deeply on the Medicine God Island. Shrouded by countless auras, the essence of the medicine is like rain, and the island of Qionghua and strange grasses everywhere, although countless array patterns bloom in an instant, they have no effect at all and are cut apart one after another. The invisible blade crossed the sky, and directly drew a huge crack from North to South on Medicine God Island, almost splitting the island in half with one finger!
At that moment, the entire galaxy was stunned, and countless monks stared at this scene dumbfounded.
"How is it possible?"
The elders are even more dumbfounded. After the third elder was taken aback, he jumped up and couldn't believe it. The mountain guard sacred formation, which claims to be invincible in defense, can resist all attacks under Hedao True Immortal, was actually broken by Ye Chen's finger?
Not only the Three Elders did not want to believe it, but the many disciples of the Medicine King Zong, the many guests on the Holy Land of the High Heavens, and even the countless monks all over the galaxy couldn't believe it, nor did they want to believe it.
Especially the heavenly princes of the Heavenly Sect, their eyes are almost staring out.
The mountain guarding array of their sect is comparable to Yaowangzong, but it is weaker than strong. Ye Chen can penetrate the Yaowangzongjia array with one finger, and it is even easier to destroy their sect!
"Impossible, this is a real immortal finger, how did you do it, Ye Tianjun! You are just out of your body!"
The ancestor of Wanpo was taken aback for a moment, and then jumped up suddenly, his voice was sharp, even penetrated through the heavy magic circle, and reached Ye Chen's ears.
"A real fairy?"
Everyone was puzzled, everyone had never heard of this term.
In the Great Hall of Lingxiao Holy Land, many Heavenly Sovereigns focused their eyes on Sovereign Longevity and Venerable Peng at the same time. Both of them had said this term before.
Sect Master Changsheng's complexion was blue, without a word, his eyes sparkled violently.
However, Venerable Peng burst into a smile on his old face, coughed lightly, and said lightly to the many heavenly monarchs in the entire hall:
"The so-called True Immortal One Finger refers to the great monk at the peak of Yuan Ying, who has comprehended the laws of countless years and walked very deeply in the field of laws. He has already blended the laws into himself and peeped into the avenue, which is only a short distance from the combination. One step. At this point, occasionally I can feel the way of heaven and make a blow."
"This blow, conforms to the avenue, looks straight into the realm of Hedao. Although the power is slightly inferior to the real true immortal, it is also extremely terrifying. It is far from being able to resist Yuan Ying, so it is also called true. Immortal strike."
"The Array of Medicine God Island is a real immortal cloth, how can it be broken if not by the same means?"
In the end, Venerable Peng laughed lightly, and the laughter was full of sarcasm.
And after listening to what he said, all the ancestors of the entire Lingxiao Holy Land Hall were stunned.
Countless Tianjun looks ugly, unwilling to believe it. But seeing the longevity lord's complexion, without a word to refute, I felt a chill in my heart, knowing that this matter might be true.
There was dead silence in the hall, and it took a long time before someone whispered and said softly.
"He is only the true monarch, who can see God in one blow. If he enters the Nascent Soul, wouldn't he really be able to kill Hedao?"
At that moment, not only the heavenly monarchs, but even the monks of the galaxy were silent...
At this moment, Ye Chen had already closed his fingers, his body turned into a golden light, and shot into the Medicine God Island. His finger was not the one that Venerable Peng had guessed.
Ye Chen is only a true monarch after all. Although he has cultivated hard for three years, his cultivation has been unfathomable, reaching a half-step Tianjun. But there is no way to cross the two realms and strike a single blow.
But Venerable Peng's explanation, although not in the middle, is not far away.
Limited by his cultivation base, Ye Chen couldn't make a real strike, but his understanding of the way of heaven was higher than those of the heavenly monarchs who had been trapped in the peak of Yuan Ying for countless years. Even far above the power of the ancestors of Medicine King Zong.