Journey to the West: All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 428 So What

As the Great Elder of the Western Heaven Battle Hall, the old man Lin Dong, a strong man in the realm of the Earth Supreme Dzogchen, not only gained a foothold in the Western Heaven Battle Hall by relying on his magical powers of the Ice Dao.

Battle Hall naturally has supreme martial arts.

Elder Lin Dong also learned the essence of the martial arts supernatural powers of the Western Heaven War Emperor, and integrated them into his own natal supernatural powers.

The old man Dong Dong said indifferently, and then he took a deep breath, only to see more and more battle patterns emerged on his arms, and at the same time, a dangerous breath emanated from his body.

The battle pattern comes from the Battle Emperor Art of the Western Heaven Battle Palace.This technique is unique in the world, and it can combine spiritual power and fighting spirit, which is unparalleled in mystery.The quality of spiritual power cultivated is far superior to ordinary spiritual power, which is called combat spiritual power.

Feeling the dangerous atmosphere, Jiang Liu's eyes narrowed slightly. It seems that the old man Lin Dong is finally getting serious.

"Do you want to kill you? Do you really want to kill you?"

Jiang Liu was also weighing in his mind, whether to completely become an enemy of the Western Heaven Battle Hall, the Western Heaven Battle Emperor, who can control a continent and stand at the pinnacle level of this world, is definitely not easy.

But it is absolutely impossible to go to the Western Heaven Battle Hall without a fight.

Woohoo!

The old man Lindong stood in the air, and as more and more battle patterns appeared on his arms, the fierce cold wind between the sky and the earth stirred like a sharp knife.And at the moment when his aura reached its peak, the world was silenced, and an aura of annihilation swept away, shaking thousands of miles away.

He raised his palm slowly, and as he raised his palm, he saw that his palm expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, it turned into a bird that covered the sky and covered the sun. giant hand.

On that giant hand, countless battle patterns were engraved, and the overwhelming fighting spirit was condensed. At that moment, this giant hand seemed to be the hand of the God of War, descending from the sky.

The spiritual power in the entire world is boiling at this moment, turning into an endless forest, exterminating all living beings.

The extreme cold ray before was able to kill even the supreme beings, but the meaning of winter contained in the hands of this giant is even better.

"Great supernatural power, a million-handed hand! Donglao actually integrated the ice magic power into the million-handed hand. This blow is really vast, enough to compare with the blow of the Supreme One!"

Standing dozens of miles away, the four disciples of the Western Heaven War Emperor had been watching the battlefield. One of the black-clothed men, named Ling Zhanzi, spoke.

He looks unusually ordinary, seemingly inconspicuous, but in his eyes, there is always a burning flame of fighting spirit, and that feeling is like that of an unnoticed face. Down, it seems that there is a beast full of infinite fighting spirit, which makes people feel the biting danger.

"Senior Brother, among the four of us, you are the only one who has learned the Ancient War Emperor Dharma Body. If you face the Nine Dragon Spirit Formation, will you be able to win?"

Among the four people, there was a charming woman named Concubine Ling who asked.Her delicate body is exquisite and her curves are quite attractive, especially on the phoenix eyes, a tear mole is quite conspicuous, which makes her even more charming, and she is a top-notch beauty.

"It's not a question of whether we can win, but whether we can escape..." Ling Zhanzi said in a deep voice. Although his fighting spirit remained undiminished, he also knew himself. A battle of that level was not something he could participate in now.

"It is indeed dangerous to the extreme. Everyone, look at the breath of the giant dragon. It is like a sharp sword. The sword is radiant, and it cuts through the sky. It is like a peerless sword that soars to the sky. Such terrifying fluctuations are stronger than the recovery of an unworldly master. It is an indestructible will of martial arts! I think, the master who arranged this grand formation must also have a master of swordsmanship."

The handsome man with the three-foot green sword on his back said, this man has a slender body, star-eyed sword eyebrows, and exudes a sharp and unparalleled sword intent all over his body. It feels like a peerless divine sword out of its sheath. As pointed by the sword, everything in the world will be cut by his sword.It is precisely because he is familiar with the sword intent that he can see a trace of the sword intent contained in the Nine Dragons Soaring to the Sky Map.

"Not only the way of swordsmanship, but also martial arts. That giant dragon is well versed in the essence of martial arts. That claw tearing, tail flicking... are all extremely profound martial arts!"

The last man with a burly body said.He is like an iron tower, and the shadow formed by his body covers the three people in front of him. On the surface of his body, it seems that there are pieces of fine dragon scales. It came out of his body, making him look like a peerless dragon.

"Enhance the ambition of others, and destroy your prestige!" Concubine Ling snorted coldly.

"We are stating a fact. Of course, Elder Dong's million-dollar grabbing hand can be said to be the strongest below the Emperor of War. It is only a matter of time before he wins!"

"Then tell me, when will Elder Dong win?" Ling Zhanzi said, apparently they all had great confidence in Elder Dong's strength.

……

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

While the four major disciples of the Western Heaven War Emperor were discussing, the old man Lin Dong stared at Jiang Liu indifferently, and then suddenly slapped him with his giant hand. His icy voice, full of murderous intent, resounded between heaven and earth.

And just when the giant hand shrouded it, countless shocking sounds resounded in Luoshen City.

"It seems that our Luoshen Clan is doomed, Luo Qing... where did you father and son find this cursed star!"

"No matter who wins or loses, Luoshen City is considered destroyed. My Luoshen clan has offended the Western Heaven Battle Hall, and there will be no place to stand in the future..."

"Luo Qing, you father and son should be punished for their crimes..."

When Luo Qing saw the old man Lin Dong coming, he knew that he was going to suffer, but he didn't expect the crisis to come so quickly, and he didn't expect that Jiang Liu would be tough with Xitian Zhandian.

"You said that you are soft, and you can just go to the Western Heaven Battle Hall, that is the Western Heaven Battle Hall! It's not like you don't know the strength of the Western Heaven Battle Emperor, why bother? Why are you bothering? Pity me Luoshen Clan, caught in the middle, will be crushed to pieces..."

……

A million hands holding the sky are enough to cover the sky with one hand, and they can hold the mountains to catch the moon. The giant hands holding the sky did not go towards the nine dragons, but towards the river, and the cold air swept across the palms, like a sword that wiped out all living beings. The huge millstone is no less powerful than the "big millstone of heaven and earth".

Enough to grind everything down and turn everything into nothingness.

Jiang Liu looked at the giant hand that held up to the sky, and found that the supernatural power that wiped out all things in the palm was even more terrifying than his own "Huazi Jue".

Just after the giant hand covered it, there was a soft chirp from inside, and a green lotus swayed, with an eternal charm.

And then, the nine dragons began to recover, and each of them evolved their own magical attacks. Every real dragon opened its mouth, spewing out a gorgeous glow, and turned into a murderous aura, slashing vertically and horizontally, sweeping and strangling.

"It's too scary!" Ling Zhanzi's face was full of horror, he didn't know if it was referring to the million hand holding the sky, or the Nine Dragons Spirit Formation.

Nine dragons roared, spewing out nine long rainbow-like airflows piercing the sun, as if shaking the sky, accompanied by a dazzling thunder sea, the nine heavens seemed to fall down, dominating the sky!

"Kill you, the leader of the formation, and see how these nine loaches will behave!"

The old man Lin Dong kept grinning grinningly, pushing the supernatural power of "Millions of Hands to Hold the Sky" to the extreme.

"Huh?!" After that, a hint of surprise appeared on his confident face again.

(End of this chapter)