Immortal World Champion

Not long ago, Caiying went deep into thousands of zhang.

On the outer wall of the prisoner Heavenly Prison, a deep and secluded hole has appeared.

"It's so deep."

Zhu Dashan strode behind, shaking his head constantly, "Unexpectedly, Old Zhu, I can't do anything about it, but you That’s amazing, Caiying."

"Call me...Master of the Palace!"

Caiying’s voice is intermittent, out of breath, and swinging a sword seems to be effortless What strength, but as Sword Spirit, almost all of her sword intent was poured into Victory Evil, and there was not much power she could provoke. The main tricks and methods like this were created temporarily and lacked experience.

"Palace Master, haha!"

Zhu Dashan laughed, "When I go back, let Xiao Zhou build you a big palace, let you not just in name only , but also in reality."

Caiying paused, and a lot of joy flashed in his eyes, "This is a good idea, why hasn't this palace ever thought about it?"

Zhu Dashan chuckled, "In fact, you just like to bark, and never thought of being the lord of the palace, hehe."

"Nonsense!"

Caiying scolded, and suddenly stopped. joyfully said, "It seems to be about to penetrate!"

Zhu Dashan took a few steps quickly and said solemnly, "Then you work hard!"

"Of course, look. From the palace!"

Caiying raised the sword and stabbed it into the wall in front of her forcefully, "Huh?"

Before stabbing out, Zhou Shu suddenly appeared. Hold it down, Zhou Shu earnestly said, "You return to the sword, and I will come."

"Grab your power, disobey the order!"

Cai Ying white Zhou Shu At a glance, he withdrew his hand, his figure gradually blurred, and disappeared into the sword, "Zhou, why are you here now? Aren't you waiting to fight the big City Lord, this little thing is enough for us. "

Zhou Shu held the sword, Wen said, "I've always been behind, Old Zhu, don't get too close."

Zhou Dashan stepped back quite puzzled. Behind him, there was a group of Burling soldiers who followed.

Zhou Shu took a look, pressed his wrist, swiped his sword, and the walls of several ten zhang squares were suddenly cut open, forming a gate like a white smoke from the gap. to leak out.

Aware of something, Zhou Shu drew hundreds of swords in succession, chopped the gate to pieces, and then threw the sword behind him.

"All out!"

Before the voice fell, a big hand appeared at the opening of the cut hole, and he patted it.

What kind of big hand is that, as soon as it appeared, it shocked everyone's hearts.

Remove Zhou Shu.

Skinny, no trace of blood is visible, and the pale yellow skin is full of the vicissitudes of the years, but with incomparable power, the indescribable and substantive pressure is instantly flooded The whole deep hole.

Boom, boom!

As far as the big hand can reach, the dark iron is broken into powder.

The tenacious thing in the heavens that even Quasi-Saint can't easily destroy is like mud and sand in front of a big hand.

Zhu Dashan watched this scene, his eyes widened, he didn't know how to react for a while, and then he felt a strong force. Fiercely pushed himself back before realizing something, and his body flashed suddenly. With the golden brilliance, the Buddha's radiance mountain body instantly reached its strongest state.

He retired rapidly, with the Burling Army behind him.

Because the hole is full of solid strength, the speed is not fast.

The big hand didn't want to see them leave safely, suddenly stretched out and chased after Zhu Dashan.

Boom.

The big hand suddenly stopped.

I met something, subconsciously pinched.

The unprofitable power was hindered, and the big hand tightly held Zhou Shu braving the bronze light, and stopped for a while.

"You can't get through."

Zhou Shu was pinched to death, but there was a smile on the corners of his mouth, "Big City Lord, meet again."

"haha! Create Daoist! haha! Trifling furnace!"

Laughing wildly, in the deep hole, shaking back and forth in the prisoner Heavenly Prison, "Send the door, don’t even think about going back That's it!"

The big hand suddenly exerted force, and the surroundings shook for a while, and Zhou Shu suddenly showed two deep fingerprints on his body, almost breaking his arm.

At the same time, there was a gust of wind behind Zhou Shu, which was caused by the surplus of the big hand. The wind moved extremely fast, like a reamer with a rotation speed of hundreds of thousands, instantly dwarfing the surroundings. The gang iron was shattered, the deep hole was enlarged several times, and the gale continued to move forward, engulfing the dark gang iron that had become a powder, just like an unstoppable torrent of steel, rushing freely.

At this time, Zhu Dashan and the Boling Army had retreated near the entrance of the cave.

I was about to enter the void, but saw Caiying turning around, holding the sword, with an anxious expression on her face.

"What happened, why was this palace thrown out? Did something happen to Zhou?"

"We will explain later, get out first!"

Perceiving the huge torrent behind, Zhu Dashan had no time to explain, so he picked up Caiying and ran out quickly.

Caiying doesn't have much strength, but she is still struggling, "What are you doing, I have to go in!"

"He is okay, I believe Xiao Zhou."

The normally stupid Zhu Dashan was unusually sober at this time, and he scolded, "Don't waste time, it will be too late if you don't hurry!"

While flying up on your own, you still use it. The huge body blocked the forward path of the torrent, allowing the slower Burling Army to have a chance to retreat.

The time for a few breaths is extremely long.

Seeing that the Burling Army had withdrawn from the entrance of the cave, Zhu Dashan kicked vigorously, suddenly stretched out a pair of wings, and rushed into the void.

The torrent of steel like thunder, follow closely from behind, burst out from the entrance of the cave.

Like a fountain, the torrent of steel as large as several hundred zhang sprays out hundreds of thousands li all the way, and nothing can stop it. Unfortunately, there are some cultivators on the path, too late to make any The reaction was swallowed by the torrent and turned into mud and dust inside.

Perceiving the torrent not far away, Zhu Dashan, who is fearing nothing in Heaven or Earth, also shows a trace of fear.

Those Bollingers didn't change their faces, but although their will was steady, their bodies fell down unsteadily, completely unsteady.

This sudden change made everyone present feel nervous.

"What happened?!"

"What kind of power is that, it actually traverses nearly one million li......"

"Hey, you see No, Dian Duyun...It was the guy who had just been promoted to Quasi-Saint. He was accidentally hit by that power, and it was gone, and there was no breath left. That was Quasi-Saint."

"Didn’t you read it wrong, right?"

"How is it possible!?"

"It is indeed him. Those who are here to observe the situation, did not expect to be beaten to death by the immortal world’s own people."

"I think we still have to stay away."

Don’t watch the crowds I stayed back, lest I have another shot and so on, even Quasi-Saint could be annihilated at once, and I couldn't resist it even more.

The team in Xianshu City is not in a serious problem. It seems to have realized something early, and avoided that position in advance, except for a few Cihang who did not listen to orders or said that they had no time to run away. Zong dísciple, most people are easy to handle, but there is a thick layer of dust in their hearts.

The same on the face.

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