I survived 999 catastrophes

Chapter 137 Jade Immortal Formation (Eighth)

The high platform of Tiangong Square has been divided into two halves by everything at this time. The first half has long been annihilated due to the destruction of the crescent blade-shaped aura, while the second half, which is behind the position where Zhen Hetu stood, remains intact.

Obviously, Sect Leader Zhen completely carried the crescent blade-shaped aura, not only Sect Leader Zhen was unscathed, but even the surrounding environment was not damaged at all.

As for the monks of the Lingshan Tiangong opposite the head of Zhen, the situation is quite worrying.

Except for the dozen or so monks who were beheaded by the spirit sword, after Lingbo, only the monks above the stage of transforming gods could still stand.

The remaining monks in Lingshan Heavenly Palace are not in a very optimistic state. Although they are not dead, their energy and blood are surging because of that wave of spiritual waves, and the spiritual power in their bodies is like a flood. They can't even stabilize the spiritual power in their bodies. It was difficult, let alone standing up and continuing to be Zhen Hetu’s enemy.

As for the big formation?Under the impact of the spiritual wave just now, where is the big formation?

The aura like a crescent moon blade was already the final blow of these Tiangong monks.

In this way, Zhen Hetu was not injured at all, and even the clothes on his body were not damaged in the slightest.

The sight in front of them was unbelievable in the eyes of those monks of the Xianmen.

It's not that they didn't expect that Head Zhen could defeat the Tiangong monks, but they didn't expect that they would win in this way.

As soon as Master Zhen made a move, he pressed down on the monks of Tiangong to fight, and in the end he directly used the most basic aura body protection of Wulian Sword Sect to resist the final blow of the monks of Tiangong.

The crescent blade-shaped aura impact was at least a supernatural level spell, but it was blocked by the most basic spell of the Five Lotus Sword Sect by Sect Master Zhen, and he was even able to kill the enemy with a spiritual wave.

Is the strength of a living immortal so strong?
The Tiangong cultivators in front of Hetu were all gathered on a small piece of ruins of the high platform that remained, and the ruins of the high platform were already crumbling.

Those who were once famous in China are now dead, disabled, and injured, and no one has the strength to fight anymore.

Hetu didn't even look at them, he looked up at the celestial being hanging in the sky, and said:

"Is your formation ready? If so, come down quickly and get beaten."

At this time, Tianren Yukong was flying in mid-air, with gray hair, and wearing the ordinary white monk uniform in the Tiangong.

After listening to Hetu's words that day, the man raised his hand behind his head and took off the blindfold that had been covering his eyes.

Seeing where the eyes were, there was already a piece of golden light at this time, the heavenly man looked at the river map with those strange eyes, looked at it for a while, and said doubtfully:
"Who the hell are you? I can't even see through you."

Facing the question from Heaven and Man, Hetu said calmly:
"You tell me why you arrested my master and why you want to arrest my junior sister, and I will tell you who I am."

Tianren looked at Hetu expressionlessly, stretched out his hand to hold the seal, and said:

"Since I don't say anything, after I catch you, I'll ask you about your primordial spirit."

That day, the man suddenly shrank in size, just like he was trying to grab Qingming's avatar before, with just one step, he shrank directly in front of Hetu from a distance.

He Tu still stood where he was, without any reaction. That day, the man had already printed the Yin Jue on He Tu's forehead with one hand.

The golden light of heaven and man looked straight into Hetu's eyes, and said a word:

"Certainly!"

He Tu only felt that the surrounding space seemed to be frozen. When he raised his eyelids, it seemed that he had to use the strength of pulling a cow. When he raised his arms, it was like he was carrying a mountain.

So, Hetu raised his arm and grabbed Tianren's neck. Then he turned over and threw Tianren onto the high platform behind him.

Hetu raised his other arm, clenched his fist, and punched Tianren in the face.

【boom--! 】

The entire high platform collapsed suddenly, and the ground of Tiangong was trembling. Starting from the ground where the high platform was located, spider web-like cracks began to spread in all directions, making rumbling noises.

The temples built on the ground naturally shook inevitably.

And the old man Moxin, Xian'er, Daoist Jiajiu, and Qingming who were near the high platform quickly backed away when Tianren took off the blindfold early on, but they did not suffer any injuries.

Ying Qiangu stood on the roof of the palace, holding on to the eaves of the roof, and barely managed to steady his body. However, he felt that the entire palace seemed to be tilted to one side, and he would soon lose his center of gravity.

"go!"

A senior sister from Jinglian Palace shouted, then grabbed Ying Qiangu by the collar, and dragged her onto a fairy sword. Xiaolian on the other side was also dragged onto the fairy sword by another senior sister.

The monks of the various immortal sects also immediately flew away from the palace where they were standing.

After flying to a high place, Ying Qiangu saw how much damage Zhen Hetu's punch had caused to the entire Tiangong.

At this time, the huge square of Tiangong has been divided into four halves by two horizontal and vertical cracks.

As for the palace buildings around the square, only those main buildings with relatively large foundations still stand crookedly.

The rest, such as fences, attics, overpasses, etc., all collapsed due to cracks in the ground.

The entire Tiangong takes the center of the square as the center, and spreads out to nearly one-tenth of the area. Because of Hetu's fist, it caused damage to varying degrees.

As for the point in the center, it was shrouded in smoke and dust, making it impossible to see clearly.

The monks' royal treasures were flying in the air, watching everything below in silence. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed that Master Zhen's fist could cause such terrifying damage.

Just as the monks were shocked by the destructive power of Master Zhen's punch, they saw from a high altitude that around the floating island where Tiangong was located, there was a clone of a celestial being flying in the air, suspended in mid-air.

The golden symbols shine on the bodies of those clones. The large formation surrounds the entire floating island. It is vaguely visible that spiritual energy emerges and lingers in the entire heavenly palace.

"This is……"

Ying Qiangu was looking at the formation surrounding the floating island of Tiangong, when he heard someone in front of him suddenly shouting:
"This is the Zhuxian formation!"

The one who spoke was a slightly worn-out monk. The sect that the monk belonged to, Ying Qiangu remembered, was a sect called Ji Tian Mo Gong, and he was a member of the evil heretics.

It's just that just as the man yelled, someone in Ji Tian Mo Palace refuted him:

"Gizi Chen, don't talk nonsense, the Jade Immortal Formation and other formations can be displayed in such a short period of time?"

The person called Chen Laizi hesitated a little after hearing his words, and a person from the righteous immortal sect said:
"Why is it impossible? Celestials and Immortals are living immortals, and there are so many avatars to form formations. If there is a special method to quickly form a Zhuxian formation, it is not impossible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone beside him retorted:

"Impossible, no matter how many people there are, it's impossible to deploy the Jade Immortal Formation in a short period of time!"

These people are arguing loudly here, but they hear someone talking in their ears:

"This is indeed the Jade Immortal Formation."

Everyone was stunned, and then followed the sound, only to see a man in tattered Confucian robes, standing on a huge book, hugging the old man Lucha who had already passed out.

This man is none other than Layman Wan Ling who presided over the fourth Fairy Fate Conference!
It's just that Layman Wan Ling looked a little embarrassed at this time. The originally elegant Confucian robes now looked tattered.

Someone suddenly asked:

"Myriad Spirit Immortal, what's wrong with your face?"

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