Wang Yi's palm is as yellow as copper. The yellower it is, the more powerful it is.
The ancient sage descended to the mortal world, his palms were like crystal, crystal clear.
This is a peerless magical skill in the Yuntian Realm, the Amethyst Magic.
Once the Amethyst Magic is activated, the whole body will be like amethyst, indestructible.
As a direct descendant of the Gu family in Yuntian Realm, Gu Tiandu also has another level of identity, and his eyesight is really extraordinary. He saw the martial arts used by Wang Yi: "Golden Bell Cover, how far does this extrapolate the Golden Bell Cover?"
He did not look down on low-level magical skills such as the Golden Bell Cover.
He clearly knows that if a person can deduce a low-level martial arts to several levels beyond the creator, then this person will become extremely terrifying.
The person who created Jiuding in that era was such a person.
Crazy deduction of a martial arts, and finally reach that state.
"Could this Wang Yi be the reincarnation of that person?" This thought suddenly occurred to Gu Tiandu.
"No, no, that person is definitely not in this time and space. He must have died in that realm. If he had not died, China would have been restored long ago!"
Gu Tiandu comforted himself in his heart.
He knew very well how powerful the person who created Jiuding was.
If this person does not die, the upper world is just an ant.
Gu Tiandu's eyes were focused on Shangguan Yan and Li Qingxuan, "She is worthy of being the goddess of China, second only to Fairy Baihua and Fairy Yunmeng. Moreover, these two people seem to have awakened their bloodline. If I can get it, I will definitely be able to practice the Three Emperors Heavenly Tribulation." To Xiaocheng!”
The Three Emperors Heavenly Tribulation is so small that it can almost shatter the void.
He was looking forward to it.
"Later, kill the three star masters of Zhonghua Pavilion and the twenty-eight stars. The most important thing is to capture Shangguan Yan and Li Qingxuan!"
In ancient times, it was said that the two gods of heaven and earth, the three masters of the sun, moon and stars, and the two mysterious elders.
"Yes, Young Master!" The seven masters were shrouded in clouds and mist, but their eyes were fixed on Shangguan Yan and Li Qingxuan.
The Western martial arts masters focused on Wang Yi and the ancient sage.
It was an eye-opener for them today.
Mortals can also compete with immortals.
Even if he fails, his name will last forever. His name will not fade with time, but will become more and more popular.
Throughout the ages, how many mortals have been able to fight against immortals.
Standing in front of the immortals, they are all great people.
"How many moves do you think the master of the Chinese Pavilion can block the Immortal's moves?"
"Hundred moves!"
"Thirty moves!"
"Ten moves!"
Jianghu people express their opinions.
Some people did not express their opinions. They felt that the master of the Chinese Pavilion could create miracles.
Mortals may not be unable to defeat immortals.
It's just that they don't dare to say it.
Speaking out, if the master of the Zhonghua Pavilion loses, then they are not doomed.
Immortal, he seems to have a bad temper.
Under the gaze of everyone, those palms held each other for nine breaths before bursting out.
The huge waves are unparalleled.
Heading towards the west.
The nearby mountains bear the brunt.
The vast divine power brings about disillusionment, it is so vast and powerful that it destroys everything.
The mountains collapsed and the world was turned upside down.
The heavenly beings who were close were the first to be hit and headed towards the west.
Heavenly beings can escape through the air, but great masters cannot.
Just a wave of air knocked them away, leaving blood in the air.
That shock wave was so terrifying, unparalleled in the world, that it was simply not something that a Grand Master could withstand.
There are all kinds of visions.
In the smoke cloud, an amethyst figure flew upside down and smashed mountains.
Wang Yi was also pushed backwards by the huge force.
His thick shoulders smashed through countless killing formations in Tiandu Mansion.
The beautiful islands in the sky began to collapse one after another.
It's hard to imagine how powerful their bodies are.
"Come again!"
The ancient sage, an immortal from the upper realm, was angry. He was a half-immortal, but he was beaten by a person from the lower realm until he vomited blood. This was a shame.
Today, he must make this rampant netherworlder pay the price.
Wang Yi finally stopped after smashing ten islands in the sky.
His insides shook.
It's totally fine.
The sixteen-layer golden bell gave him a powerful body. Nothing could be stronger than his body.
"kill!"
Wang Yi burst out with cold murderous intent and killed the ancient saint, an immortal from the upper realm.
Two peerless peak experts collided here.
Punch to the flesh.
The ancient sage's amethyst-like fist struck Wang Yi, and Wang Yi's loess-like fist struck the ancient sage's shoulder.
Clang!
The two of them flew upside down.
The two of them, still without any trouble, flew into the air and collided with each other again.
The Old Sage is really going crazy.
He was a body refiner in the Yun Tian Realm, and the amethyst magical skill he practiced was the best in the world.
With such magical skills and his semi-immortal cultivation, his physical body is only comparable to that of a mortal.
This was unacceptable to him.
Today, he must hammer this mortal to death.
Wang Yi's eyes were condensed. He had not yet activated the power of the bloodline of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
not needed for now.
After colliding with this half-immortal ancient saint, his sixteenth-layer golden bell made great progress. He saw the seventeenth layer of the golden bell.
He wants to use this half-immortal to refine the golden bell.
If this person wants to escape, he can activate the bloodline of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to kill him.
"Trash Immortal, let's see how this pavilion master kills you!"
Wang Yi shouted loudly, his palms turned into bronze, and he slapped the ancient saint.
Ancient Sage Jian was furious.
A mortal from the lower realm actually laughed at him as a useless immortal.
Immortals are above mortals.
"Suffer death, you waste from the lower world!"
The Ancient Sage roared angrily, and Amethyst slapped Wang Yi with his palm.
The martial arts masters were numb.
They didn't expect that the master of the China Pavilion in China could actually fight against the immortals from the upper realm with hundreds of moves without losing.
There is even a vague chance of winning.
This had to make them re-examine the immortals.
Immortals may not be as powerful as they thought.
"Master of the Chinese Pavilion, what realm is he in?"
"He seems to be an intermediate immortal!"
"The west level, the fifth level, the sixth level?"
"You can't tell, they didn't use mental power to fight!"
A heavenly master can use the heavenly gate to attack once he activates his spiritual power.
The person who can control several spiritual heavenly gates is a heavenly being of several levels.
They wouldn't be able to tell the difference if the two didn't display their mental power.
"Why don't immortals use spiritual attacks?"
"Their strength in the confrontation is too violent. Using mental power to attack is useless. An accident will occur due to the distraction of the spirit." The Supreme Elder of the Yuhua Holy Land knows the relationship very well.
Heavenly beings, unless they are several levels higher, it is useless to use spiritual attacks.
The strength of this Chinese Pavilion Master is far beyond imagination, and his mental power must be extremely terrifying. Even if the immortal uses Yuan Shen to attack, it will be of little use.
Void, Gu Tiandu saw that his uncle, the Ancient Sage, was unable to win, and he snorted in his heart: "Trash, a half-immortal, can't kill a fifth-level heavenly being, or even defeat a fifth-level heavenly being. I thought you were useful, but you didn't It’s no use thinking about you.”
Then, Gu Tiandu's mind moved, and the seven masters behind Chuanyin! "Do it!"
Boom boom boom!
Seven big hands grabbed Li Qingxuan, Shangguan Yan, and everyone in Zhonghua Pavilion.
Blocking out the sky and the sun, it is irresistible.
Li Qingxuan and Shangguan Yan shouted loudly, preparing to activate the power of Yanhuang bloodline.
call!
Suddenly, a Tai Chi diagram enveloped Shangguan Yan, Li Qingxuan and others.
