The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 822 God's Final Blessing
Chapter 890 Seven God's death, the final blessing (for subscription, reward)
However, Gu Bei's strength has reached a level that everyone present can't understand.

This...is already out of the category of cultivation techniques, but the embodiment and application of the rules of space and time, so profound that everyone present can't understand it at all.

Even the jack-of-all-trades only have a little understanding of the simple application of the laws of space.

Regarding the law of time, let alone applying it, he is still at the stage of hearing about it. He has never seen it with his own eyes.

Even the lord of the hall stood on the spot in a daze, his whole body had been petrified to the point where he couldn't turn his head.

This shit...how big is it?

It's not a class at all!
At this time, Gu Bei had already clenched his fist again, and seemed to be very slowly bombarding Lord Hall Master.

It was silent, like an ordinary punch, the camera seemed to be slowed down hundreds of times, and everyone could clearly see the trajectory of Gu Bei's punch.

But at this time, no one dared to underestimate Gu Bei's bombarding fist, which seemed very ordinary and was almost as fast as a snail crawling.

Hundreds of feet away, the master of the palace stood in the void, with curly hair blowing in the wind, holding the Holy Spirit sword in his hand, but he did not have the slightest sense of immortality.

His face was full of horror, infinite fear.

Even if he wants to raise the holy spirit sword and use the power of faith to resist Gu Bei's punch.

But the arm seemed to be so heavy that it couldn't be lifted at all.

He could only watch helplessly as the fist, which was crawling like a snail, approached him bit by bit, approaching his chest.

Lord Hall Master even lost the ability to move.

"My lord, strike back..."

The left protector hissed and roared.

"Hall Master, kill that kid, the Western Temple is invincible!"

A group of cultivators from the western temple forces loudly cheered for the master of the temple.

But the master of the hall remained motionless, and his pair of indifferent eyeballs were staring extremely wide at this moment, and the horror and despair could not be concealed in the eyes.

Unlike the Western temple forces, the Eastern cultivators were excited and yelled loudly: "Look, the goddamn master of the Western temple is already scared to death~~"

"Yeah, I don't even know how to resist!"

"It's probably because we were overwhelmed by our co-lord's aura, and impressed by the co-lord's profound cultivation, and have already let it be dealt with!"

……

However, drunk with this punch, Gu Bei said calmly: "Your understanding of the power of faith is not bad. In the cultivation world I know, you can be ranked in the top ten, and you can be proud of yourself." !"

This is the last voice that the Master of the Western Temple, living in this world, heard.

Afterwards, the Lord Hall Master saw that punch hit the air around him, and his body, starting from his feet, collapsed.

Then, the legs collapsed and continued to spread...

"My lord..."

"Ah... my lord, you resist!"

The cultivators of the Western Temple shouted hoarsely.

Even a large group of cultivators rushed towards Gu Bei without caring about their own safety, mobilizing their mana.

Gu Bei just swayed the blue robes around his body, and the bodies and souls of those attacking cultivators were all shattered, turned into dust, and flew in the void.

Blood and flesh spilled into the ocean.

The degree of misery is no less than the two atomic bombs dropped by a certain country on a certain country's island in New Year's Eve.

The Lord of the Palace could only watch his own people turn into ashes when they were shocked by Gu Bei's aura, but he couldn't make any reaction.

At the same time, his legs were still rapidly collapsing and dissipating.

Seeing that the body of the former Palace Master was collapsing bit by bit, Ming Shenzun had a complex expression on his face.

But in the camp of Western cultivators, there were two figures retreating silently and quickly.

Want to escape.

At this time, the master of the hall didn't care about his body that was dissipating, and lifted the Holy Spirit sword in his hand with great difficulty, slowly condensing Bai Zhi's power of faith.

"Hall Master finally counterattacked~~"

"Haha, my lord, kill that kid, fight back~~"

*...

Seeing that the master of the temple was concentrating mana and about to attack, the cultivators of the western temple immediately showed hopeful expressions on their faces.

However, Gu Bei did not take any action to prevent the master of the palace from gathering the power of faith.

Just watching helplessly as the master of the palace slowly raised the Holy Spirit sword, Bai Zhi condensed the power of faith, and suddenly slashed towards the distance.

A hundreds of feet long sword energy condensed by the power of faith, in the horror and disbelief of the crowd, passed Gu Bei in an instant, and slashed towards the crowd of practitioners in the Western Temple.

"My lord, we are your people!"

All the western cultivators exclaimed, thinking that the master of the temple is going to attack them!

The sword qi destroyed the void. Under the horrified eyes of the cultivators of the western temple, the hundreds of feet of sword qi condensed by the power of faith also passed those western cultivators and shot past their heads.

As everyone looked back, they saw hundreds of feet of sword energy, which had already hit two fleeing figures.

It is the left protector who is timid and afraid of death, and the right protector who is full of femininity.

The left and right protectors didn't have time to scream at all, the whole body had already been chopped off by the sword energy, and instantly shattered and disappeared into the void.

Not even the remnant soul survived.

Just when the cultivators in the East and the West were very puzzled, the Lord Hall Master did not attack Gu Bei, but killed the two yuan generals around him - the left and right guardians, the Lord Hall Master's weak voice surrounded the air, and gradually sounded: "You are a strong man, please leave a little blood and inheritance for the Western Temple!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and suddenly turned pale with horror.

The Lord of the Palace had already rested one hand on his left chest, saluted Gu Bei, and made a pleading voice.

And the body of Lord Palace Master has collapsed above the abdomen, and it is still going on...

However, Gu Bei was aware of what the Lord Palace Master had done before, so he couldn't help being touched slightly, and nodded calmly: "I promise you!"

After receiving Gu Bei's answer, the master of the palace finally had a comforting smile on his face, and finally glanced at the people of the western temple forces~~
The holy radiance, as the whole body of the Lord Hall Master collapsed, sprinkled little by little, and glanced at all the practitioners in the Western Temple.

Tragic, great, and kind.

That little bit of holy brilliance is the last blessing for his people.

From now on, there is no "God" in this world!
Remains only in the minds of all Westerners...

All western cultivators have received the last Holy Blessing from the Palace Master, their cultivation base has improved somewhat, and their cultivation comprehension has also increased a lot.

But at this moment, none of the Western cultivators could be happy.

All of them knelt down on their knees and cried out in unison: "Respectfully send off, Lord Hall Master~~~~"

　Disappearing for so many days made everyone worry.

　　Ji Niu tries to make the ending as perfect as possible~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)