The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

"The two of you? It's far apart." The East Pole King laughed and stepped out of his feet, the majestic momentum swept in all directions, the sea was shaking, and the waves were violent.

Situ Yue retreated immediately, with a look of surprise on her face. She knew that this was not a battle she could participate in. If it was mixed with it, it would not only be of little help, but also become a drag on Feng Haitang and Ling Zenzi.

After all, she is just a longevity, far from the immortal realm.

Situ Yue retreated, but Feng Haitang and Ling Zen Zi were unable to retreat. I saw Ling Zen Zi's hands spread out, and before the emergence of the Buddha's light, the turbulent sea calmed down.

When Feng Haitang fluttered, Ling Li pointed out suddenly with a finger, and came straight to the East Pole King. The power of this finger was enough to make thousands of mountains and rivers collapse instantly.

"Come on well!" The East Pole King screamed loudly, and there was no particularly unpredictable move. He directly kicked Feng Haitang.

This foot looks very casual, just like ordinary people fighting, but this kick made Feng Haitang feel the great pressure.

With a bang, Feng Haitang's fingers collided with the foot of the East Pole King, and he saw Feng Haitang's body backwards, his fingers twisting strangely, obviously the bones were bent.

However, such an injury is nothing to Feng Haitang, and his fingers recovered as usual in the blink of an eye.

But after this brief encounter, Feng Haitang was finally determined. This East Pole King did indeed step into the immortal realm, not pretentiously.

"Amitabha." Ling Zen Zi sounded the Buddha's number, and the golden hand appeared out of thin air, and came to suppress the King of the East Pole.

"Carved insect skill." The East Pole King disdained his face, waved his palm lightly, and the golden hand collapsed in an instant.

But then, the collapsed golden hand condensed again, stronger and more powerful, and whistling toward the East Pole King.

The East Pole King again waved his hand and shattered this golden big hand, but this golden big hand can always be restored as before, and each time it is restored, the power will increase a few points.

After so many times, the power of this golden big hand has increased to a very terrible level. The East Pole King waved again, but this time he failed to break the golden big hand as easily as the previous few times.

"Oh? That's so powerful." The East Pole King hehe laughed twice, and couldn't see the slightest worry in his face, but was very happy.

The big golden hand strikes, like the hand covering the sky, can destroy all the living things in the world.

The East Pole King exhaled gently, clenching his palm into a fist.

At the next moment, the East Pole King threw a punch at the falling golden palm. At this moment, it seemed that all sounds had been lost between heaven and earth.

Buzz!

There were no loud deafening noises, no earth-shattering shocks, and only the constant buzzing of the ears.

The golden palm came violently, but at the moment of contact with the fist of the East Pole King, it turned into nothingness, and there was no trace left, as if it was beaten hard and disappeared from this world.

There is no trace left, and it will be difficult to recover naturally. The trick of Lingchanzi was broken by the East Pole King.

No skill is used, and there is no flaw in the trick of looking for the Zen Zen. The East Pole King takes the most direct and simple method, and directly uses his unmatched power to crush the palm of the Ling Zen Zi. To make it into nothingness.

"But the realm is really admirable." Ling Chanzi said, but there was no surprise.

"Is the two of you also called half-step immortal? Why is it so weak? It doesn't mean anything at all." The East Pole King said slightly dissatisfied.

Ling Zenzi smiled and did not speak, Feng Haitang's expression was indifferent, and black and white colors appeared on his hands.

"Huh? You, a Confucian, why do you want to be a Taoist warrior? Isn't this suitable?" The King of East Pole looked at the black and white colors on Feng Haitang's hands and said with some surprise.

"Who said this is Taoism martial arts?" Feng Haitang shouted, palms out, seeing the intersection of black and white breath, forming a picture of ink painting.

The vast mountains and rivers, the vast land, can be seen in full glory between these black and white colors.

This is indeed not Taoism martial arts, but authentic Confucian martial arts, which is based on self-cultivation and evolves the world of painting.

The world in this painting is not false, but exists in reality. It can be called an independent space, and it can suppress the souls, which is difficult to release.

Feng Haitang is one of the top masters of Confucianism, and the advanced martial arts of the four major schools of Confucianism. He has long mastered it. He is a master of the collection of Confucian martial arts.

At the moment, the martial arts performed by Feng Haitang is precisely the profound martial arts of Guihai Huazhai, one of the four major schools of Confucianism.

One of the paintings, when stepping into a certain pinnacle, is not just to paint, but to turn the things drawn in the pen into reality.

As soon as the map of the mountains and rivers came out, there was a tendency to swallow the mountains and rivers, and a surging force swept toward the King of the East Pole.

It is not to inhale the East Pole King into this Wanli Jiangshan map, because Feng Haitang is very clear that with the cultivation of the East Pole King, even if it can be sucked into the Wanli Jiangshan map, he will not be able to trap him.

The invincible strongman is fully capable of breaking a party's independent space.

Feng Begonia gathered all the forces in the map of the Wanli River and the Mountain to destroy the Eastern Pole King.

It is quite terrifying to condense the power of an independent space on one side, and there is only one's own strength. After one blow, this map of thousands of miles will collapse and dissipate.

"Not bad!" The East Pole King nodded, facing the horrific offensive ~www.readwn.com~ but still seemed very calm.

"Come here for me!" Seeing that the East Pole King protruded out of his hand, he directly caught the power that had struck from within the Wanli Jiangshan Map.

This extremely powerful force, in the hands of the East Pole King, has no resistance at all, and can't do anything if it wants to explode.

"Ling Zen Zi, you come to try the power of Feng Haitang." Between words, the East Pole King threw this force directly towards Ling Zen Zi.

That's right, it was just dumping it, just like throwing a stone, so simple and casual, it made Feng Haitang suddenly change color, making it difficult to keep calm.

Ling Zen Zi also has a dignified look. This East Pole King actually exhibited Feng Haitang's moves, but instead moved to Ling Zen Zi. Let Ling Zen Zi face this trick, which is really unimaginable.

In the face of the terrifying blow of the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, Ling Zenzi did not dare to neglect or dodge, because behind him was Xuehai Shengyuan. If he avoided it, Xuehai Shengyuan would be turned into ashes and learn All Confucian people in Haishengyuan will also die tragically.

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