She Made The Whole Cultivation World Cry

The monks in Plum Blossom Pier were alarmed by the fierce battle on the bank of the Eight Immortals, and when they came out to check, the rookie of the righteous way, Zhenjun Wangshu, was there.

She quickly caught up with the two well-known Nascent Soul cultivators in Plum Blossom Pier, and went up and said, "Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist, I'm going to relax and cultivate Wangshu. I don't know what's going on in front of me?"

"I don't know, I'm going to check it out."

After the two answered, Jiang Wangshu thanked him, and ran to the Golden Core cultivator who was flying at low altitude below.

"Wang Shu, do you know what happened ahead?"

Jiang Wangshu, with white clothes and white hair, was as awe-inspiring as a fairy, which fascinated the two Jindan monks, and it took him a long time to realize it, and he shook his head hurriedly.

Before they could say anything, Jiang Wangshu noticed that there were two Nascent Souls coming from behind, and she directly appeared in front of them.

"Fellow daoists, wait a minute. I'm going to practice Wangshu. There seems to be a big battle ahead. Please proceed with caution."

"Wang Shu at the bottom, in front..."

"My lord, Wang Shu, may I ask..."

"I'm looking forward to Shu..."

Jiang Wangshu travels around everywhere, cordial and warm, regardless of Yuanying monks or Jindan monks, even those who have established the foundation, they will greet each other when they see each other.

Master Tiezhang discovered that Dongyue was in trouble, and when he rushed from Plum Blossom Pier to the battlefield, Jiang Wangshu was with the elder Yuanying of the other two cultivating families in Baxianhe.

"Dare the devil!"

The iron palm master was furious, but it was still a step too late. His extremely violent palm wind not only extinguished the ghost fires all over the mountains and plains, but also destroyed Dongyue, which was burnt to a point where there might still be a little scum.

There is no way to rescue them even if they are fished out.

Jiang Yuebai, using Jiang Wangshu's identity, followed the two Yuanying elders of the Yan family and the Liu family, and when he approached the battlefield with the large army, he saw this scene.

The beard and hair of the man in the iron palm danced wildly, his face was livid with anger, his anger collided violently with the air, and violent shocks erupted all over his body, chi chi and whistling.

Jiang Wangshu moved forward a little, and when he saw the white-haired man wearing a black mask standing in the air above the battlefield, he took three steps back and shouted in horror among the crowd.

"That's the female devil who has been known far and wide recently, leaving no blade of grass in her path, the poisonous hand Rakshasa sinks the boat and looses people!!"

Everyone was attracted by her voice. Nascent Soul cultivators may not have heard of it, but many Golden Core cultivators and Foundation Establishment cultivators changed their faces drastically.

Among them, a Jindan cultivator squeezed out from the crowd, who happened to be the one who tried to snatch Lei Yu a few days ago and was almost killed by Shen Zhou Sanren.

"Yes! It's her, it's her, it's her! A few days ago, I killed several people in the upper reaches of the Jiuxiao River, and the methods were extremely cruel!"

While everyone was discussing, Master Tiezhang had already raged at Shen Zhou Sanren who was in mid-air.

"Devil, this deity will smash your corpse into thousands of pieces today!"

The palm of the iron palm blasted out, and the air was torn apart like cloth by the palm wind, leaving behind uneven cracks in the void. The extremely violent force instantly condensed into an unshakable giant palm like a mountain, and mercilessly moved towards Jiang Yuebai bombarded him.

The power of that palm made the onlookers tremble with fear, as if they had seen the tiny Jiang Yuebai being blasted into powder.

Everyone didn't notice that Jiang Wangshu and Shen Zhou Sanren in the crowd frowned and clenched their fists at the same time.

Jiang Yuebai, who was a loose person in Shen Zhou, did not retreat, and withdrew the divine sense from the avatar in the crowd, and instantly transferred Lie Que, Xiaolu and Heijia bee colony to the Lotus Terrace Cave.

She concentrated all her attention, added her flame armor, activated the condensing mirror, sacrificed the Yuan magnetic ruler, and her white hair turned into thousands of white vines dancing wildly in the wind, quickly winding her body into a cocoon.

The surging Yuanci black sand rose up like a river, and collided with the giant palm hard.

Jiang Yuebai was instantly shattered by the two layers of protection of Yuanci black sand and white vine cocoon. Facing the surging force that could crush her into blood foam in an instant, Jiang Yuebai gritted his teeth and poured out all the power in his body without reservation out.

The ghost fire above the flame armor was stirring and was crushed by the palm wind. The condensing mirror hidden on the chest tried its best to absorb the power of the giant palm, but most of it still hit her.

Jiang Yuebai's body began to shatter irresistibly, as if his flesh and blood were cut off by countless knives, his whole body was dripping with blood, his bones also made an unbearable sound, and cracks spread.

She tried to absorb the rest of her energy into her spine, but the power at the peak of Transformation God was too destructive, she had no time to absorb and transform it, and it had already started to cause damage to her body.

Within the same level, she swallowed everything.

Once it surpasses a large realm, the strength and concentration of that force cannot be solved by her in an instant, and it will crush her before she can completely devour it.

Jiang Yuebai didn't know how much strength Master Iron Palm used in this palm, but she now knew that facing the peak of Transforming God, she couldn't catch even one move.

After enlightenment, Jiang Yuebai immediately released the space restriction accumulated in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his whole body became nothingness, and the power of the iron palm passed through his body.

This process was very long for Jiang Yuebai, but for the onlookers, it was just a moment.

In an instant, Iron Palm passed her through her body!

boom!

The extremely tyrannical power exploded instantly, setting off waves of ripples that crushed the entire world, and the void storm poured in irresistibly.

The sky and the earth trembled, the explosions shook the sky, and the hurricane swept like a dragon, frantically strangling everything around.

The entire place where the battle was fought was blasted through, and it was too late to repair the laws of the realm. Several mountains in the distance were also razed to the ground under that palm, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust, leaving only the palm-shaped terrifying pit.

But what made everyone even more shocked was that only Shenzhou Sanren in the early Yuanying period survived the palm of the peak of Huashen!

It's simply impossible!

She fell on the bank of the river in a state of embarrassment, her tattered clothes were soaked in blood, and when she raised her head suddenly, the black iron mask on her face was shattered, revealing a cold and stern face.

Black eyebrows and almond eyes, flaming red lips, a red birthmark from the corner of the right eye to the temple, against her porcelain white skin and blood-stained white hair, like a red plum blossoming in the snow, with a kind of "Aoxue, a plum, Ling Han" Alone open' strong and unyielding.

Some people in the crowd looked at Zhenjun Wangshu unconsciously. Both of them had white hair, and their eyes were indeed alike, but white hair is not uncommon in the cultivation world. Some people's hair will fade because of their skills, some people's physique, and some people just want to look good. Comes in a variety of different colors.

Moreover, Shen Zhou Sanren's face is mature, like a jar of old wine, exuding a strong feeling.

On the other hand, looking at Shu Zhenjun, his seventeen or eighteen-year-old face is immature and clear, his temperament is elegant and dust-free, elegant like a fairy, and his righteousness is pressing.

The gap between the two is very obvious!

In mid-air, Master Tiezhang looked at Jiang Yuebai who was still alive in shock, showing an expression of disbelief, but he soon noticed the fluctuation of the power of space, and immediately narrowed his eyes, murderous intent surged.

Jiang Yuebai got up from the ground, staggered to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and faced the strong wind, laughing wildly like a witch.

"Iron palm dog, you are a ghost! If you want to kill me, you will do it in your next life!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yuebai, who was carrying the identity of Shen Zhou's scattered person, directly opened the space ripples and escaped into it.

Master Tiezhang was shocked by the words just now, and was a beat slower. When he realized it, Jiang Yuebai had disappeared.

Thinking of those words, Tieshangshang was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he was furious and furious.

"The devil, this venerable... This venerable is going to take your soul and refine your soul, crush your bones and turn you into ashes!"

Master Tiezhang disappeared through the air with overwhelming anger, and continued to chase and kill Jiang Yuebai.

Under the starry night, all the people around the audience opened their mouths half-opened, their faces were shocked, and they froze in place as if petrified.

Just now, the amount of information is a bit large...