Chapter 663 Daoist friends in the depths of the starry sky(1/2)
Buzz ~
Raising your hand, smoke rising, and covering your hands is like the sky collapses.
The vast and vast aura slapped everywhere in the void, and it was like the sky pressing down from the sky. The extremely terrifying aura filled everything in an instant.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Three muffled sounds, low, long and piercing the soul.
In just a moment, the long spear was shattered into powder, and the domineering fist mark that the majestic old man slapped out was crushed.
boom!
The long spear burst, and the divine light that scattered was like a meteor shower pierced the void, and it disappeared immediately after flashing.
The three of them, including the Holy Lord of Dashi, flew backwards, coughing up blood for thousands of miles, like a waterfall falling into the starry sky.
"puff!"
The Holy Lord of Dashi coughed up blood and flew away, but still glared.
Unwillingness, anger, and murderous intent seemed to have turned into insignificant and ridiculous struggles under this palm.
He coughed up blood and looked up at the sky, and when he flew backwards, he still kept his eyes away.
In a trance, he seemed to see the essence of this palm. It was like a divine gate, like a high sky, magnificent and vast, sacred and heavy.
The principles of law are profound, and there seem to be thousands of essences of boxing techniques in one move, and the mystery of magical powers lies in it.
In a vague sense that there were mountains, rivers, mountains, sun, moon, stars, all races and spirits, and starry sky and universe in this palm!
With one force, it pressed down, like the entire universe hitting towards it.
How to avoid it?
How to resist?!
Click ~
The palms were still pressing horizontally, and it seemed that they had not been blocked at all. When they pressed down flat, the sound of a burst of cannons sounded in the void.
Under the extremely heavy power, the void was twisting and exploded.
The long sword in the sky and Bajue's punch became extremely pale and ridiculous under the pressure of this palm, and it did not play any role at all.
Just a simple palm, the three of them had already flew backwards, and their powerful bodies shattered the layers of voids, flying backwards for hundreds or thousands of miles.
"you?!"
The low old man holding a broken long spear was shocked, and his bloody mouth kept trembling. His eyes looked at An Qisheng as if he had seen a ghost:
"You have definitely not just stepped into the title of marquis! You are so hiding so deeply!"
Hiding in the Great Star Golden Bell, although they cannot preserve their power at their peak, their practice has been too long.
If the Yuanyang Taoist had really just stepped on the threshold of a marquis, perhaps because of his peerless talent, he would be stronger than them, but he would not be able to shake them back with one blow.
"Puff~"
The majestic old man stopped flying backwards, and blood fountains burst out from all over his body.
But his expression was solemn and cold.
Without saying a word, he had already stepped into the air again. The fist came out and the wind and clouds gathered. The starry sky trembled. He punched again to meet the palm that was pressing down horizontally.
boom!
The fist seal spread across the sky, and all the blood and energy were gathered. The divine light bursting was twisted and pulled back by powerful forces, and all the magical phenomena dissipated.
Just punched out with a flat punch, the only thing that was twisted was the old man's expression.
Ferocious and full of murderous intent.
Huh ~
The strong wind roared and howled, lifting up An Qisheng's Taoist robe and white hair.
His expression was calm and he glanced at the majestic old man who stepped on his fist and hit thousands of miles away, and he still had the time to answer the low old man's questions:
"I have never hidden anything, but you just can't see it..."
boom!
The moment the words drooped, the giant palm pressed down horizontally.
The void shook wildly, like a rag in the wind, making a 'stop' sound, almost shattering, and the invisible and sharp wind whistled, cutting the old man's dancing hair and beard.
Bang!
As a dull, weird and long impact sounded, the old man who was wielding his fist to fight, shaking his body.
The already solemn and ferocious face immediately became more and more distorted, and a scream could not be suppressed and burst out from his throat:
"ah!!"
The earth-shaking scream suddenly flashed and disappeared, and was shattered in the void by the giant palm that fell along with the old man.
Then the shadow drooped, and the five fingers bounced, and the Dashi Holy Lord who was separated by thousands of miles, was shrouded in his expression, and all the low old men were shrouded in it.
With one palm pressing, the universe overturns!
There is no way to avoid or resist!
"That power..."
The face of the Holy Lord Dashi shook, and at this moment, he finally felt the power.
Over the decades, he had heard of the information from Taoist Yuanyang more than once, and had already raised it again and again.
But I didn't expect that he was so tall!
"This is impossible?! Why are you not suppressed by Dashi Golden Bell?!"
The heart of the Holy Lord Dashi was trembling, but the low old man had already turned to growl, his eyes wide open, extremely incredible.
This void is the cave contained in the Great Origin Golden Bell, which naturally rejects all incongruous inspirations and auras.
In addition to the inherited aura of the Dashi Holy Land, anyone who enters it will face the powerful suppression of the Dashi Golden Bell. Whether it is realm, strength, or blood, they will be suppressed to the trough.
Originally, he thought it was the reason why the Dashi Golden Bell had just recovered, but at this time, the aura of the white-haired Taoist almost exceeded the limit of being a marquis.
But the Dashi Golden Bell was silent at all?!
He was shocked and angry, with a ten thousand incredible moments.
But he is destined to be unable to get an answer.
The giant palm pressed horizontally, covering everything, occupying everything, and there was nothing in the void, between the vast divine light drooping.
The two were submerged.
Bang!
The low old man tore the void and fled thousands of miles, but was still broken through with one finger, and then looked at the sky.
Click ~
The next moment, the giant palm disappeared and the void was shaking wildly.
Huh ~
As the winding air flow roared, An Qisheng took one hand and pressed the other, lifting the gloomy and bitter Holy Lord in his hand.
He looked faintly at the two bursting blood mists in the void.
It is already difficult to kill the powerful person who crushes the vacuum, but it is naturally even more difficult to kill the one who returns to the marquis.
While he was paying attention, the two old men walked out of the blood mist with pale complexion.
"Who are you?" The two old men looked solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy, and their aura stopped burning all the time.
"Your foundation is not bad, but unfortunately, you pretend to die and escape from the world for too long, and you will be eliminated by the times in the end..."
An Qisheng let go of the Holy Lord of Dashi, and did not care about the latter's actions, and looked at the two old men indifferently.
The cultivation, tactics, and magical powers of these two old men are not bad. Although they are weak in both qi and blood as they approach the end of the period, they are still a little stronger than the Heavenly Ding Emperor who had just broken through.
However, it is difficult to keep up with the times by isolating the inside and outside without communicating with the outside world.
Just like these two old men, both of whom have practiced several levels of cultivation, their power and supernatural powers are not bad, but they seem to have not experienced the ancient Guanglong era.
There are errors and omissions between the various realms.
Guanglong has been praised by countless practitioners since the ancient times for his nine realms and eleven steps, and has ranked him alongside the nine people with the greatest achievements of the human race in ancient and modern times.
How could it be called the "Top Ten Heavenly Venerables" be in vain?
Although An Qisheng had never followed the Guanglong Road, these two old men naturally could not be compared with him.
"This is no longer our time..."
To be continued...