Three Thousand Female Students Ranked In Immortal Class

Chapter 159: Angry Heaven [Please subscribe! ]

Nanhuang City is the capital of Nanting Continent, where the Nanhuang resides, and the general headquarters of the Nanzhou Immortal Court, which governs one-seventh of the Immortal World's core power.

Not only is the place rich in spiritual energy and strong people gather here, but the security and defense are also at the Immortal World Apex Level.

For thousands of years, no Immortal Thief or Netherworld dared to directly attack the Southern Imperial City.

Even if you want to attack, you can't get in.

An Immortal Emperor-level city-protecting formation was like an inverted Immortal Dome, covering the entire Southern Imperial City.

No power below the level of the Nine-Star Immortal Emperor can forcefully break through this transparent barrier.

If you cross this barrier and tear apart the space directly inside the formation, your power will soon be extracted by the formation and you will be reduced to Divine Tribulation.

Southern Imperial City, the city that will never fall!

now.

The Nanhuang City is prosperous and peaceful, with hundreds of millions of city residents living and working in peace and contentment, focusing on practicing, doing business, and traveling.

Until someone accidentally looked up at the sky...

A bloody giant hand tore the sky apart with its bare hands!

Unlike all netherworld attacks, this giant hand does not seem to come from the abyss, but appears suddenly without warning.

There is no spiritual pressure, no sound, no eyes, no miscellaneous sad sounds or murmurs, and even no entity.

There is only a huge red and pale shadow of a hand!

What the hand shadow tore was not the space wall, but——

City defense formation!

From the edge of the torn tear, streams of blood dripped down, just like tears of blood flowing from the sky, turning into a downpour of blood in the blink of an eye.

Before the shadow of his hand arrived, the rain of blood fell first, like the arrival of death.

The whole city screamed in horror!

Screaming...but no sound came out.

Even when the air defense bell was struck, there was only ringing but no ringing.

Lu Ya doesn't like noise, so nothing can make a sound.

Because of the frequent movements of the Immortal Thief King, most of the Immortal Emperor's power in Nanhuang City left, leaving only Ouyang Longcheng and the chess player on top of Xingtian Pavilion...

The top of Xingtian Pavilion.

The seven people in Ouyang Longcheng were speechless. He could not be an opponent for someone who could tear apart the sky formation with his bare hands.

"This is……"

When the words came to my lips, I found that there was no sound.

Instantly, a cold gleam ran down my back, and I was sweating profusely.

Although the pressure brought by this blood shadow giant hand is very terrifying, its level cannot be detected. The way the spiritual pressure vibrates seems to have traces of the forbidden magic of the Demon Sect, but the essence of its spiritual pressure is as vast as the laws of heaven.

The chess player looked up at the blood shadow, but he couldn't see the source of this power.

God is not like God.

Ming is not like Ming.

It's more like ordinary immortal power, but how could an immortal have such power?

The tear was right above Xingtian Pavilion, and it was obviously coming towards him.

The chess player looked calm and solemn.

"Why don't you show up and speak?"

Ouyang Longcheng stared at the chess player blankly. He was the only person in Nanhuang City who could speak now.

There were no words in the air.

After the bloody rain.

The huge hand of the blood shadow dragged its arm that stretched infinitely and was as thick as a sky pillar, and with the pressure of destroying the world, it grabbed down towards Xingtian Pavilion.

This time, the spiritual pressure finally came out.

But no one dares to believe——

This is actually nine-star Immortal Venerable level spiritual pressure!

The power of the Nine-Star Immortal Venerable tore apart the Nine-Star Immortal Emperor-level sky formation?

Even the calm chess player was confused.

What scene has he not seen before?

He has never seen this scene before!

"Why don't you show others your power?"

Tian Tian suddenly replied.

"Are you worthy?"

Lu Ya was not hiding his strength, but he wanted to build the city well and live a stable life in the future, so he borrowed Liu Xuanye's power.

So his hand shadow is red, and his spiritual pressure is only Immortal Venerable level, and there is a slight time lag between his power reaching the Southern Imperial City.

He only needs Immortal Venerable power, supplemented by full-level resonance power and a little bit of Divine Level law, and he can easily subdue the city.

But right now, this person made him a little bit interested.

Unexpectedly, there are people in Immortal World who can speak under his shadow.

If you can speak, speak more!

He also wanted to try if he could use the power of Immortal Venerable to defeat a strong man who surpassed the Immortal Emperor across a hundred thousand miles!

Bloody hands are silent.

Continue to explore.

The chess player stands with his hands behind his back, motionless.

At this time, seeing that the giant shadow of the bloody hand in the sky was just an Immortal Venerable spiritual pressure, Ouyang Longcheng clasped his palms together, boldly released it.

An Immortal King-level purple mans golden body stood impressively on the top of the Xingtian Pavilion.

"Purple Flame Crazy Dragon, get up!"

A purple shadow gushed out, and quickly condensed into a purple flame giant dragon the size of the giant blood shadow's hand, wrapped in the Immortal Emperor's spiritual pressure, and looked even more imposing.

With a violent dragon chant, Zilong raised his head and ran towards the giant blood shadow hand.

Ouyang Longcheng was full of self-confidence, he felt that even if he lost in the end, with the power of Immortal Emperor Xianjie, he could still hold out for a while, buying some time for the chess players.

However, in the next breath, his face froze, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

in the air.

The violently flying purple dragon had been pinched seven inches by the bloody hand, and turned into a purple worm. It disappeared in a blink of an eye, and there was not even a single dross left...

"not good!"

Ouyang Longcheng underestimated the Immortal Venerable power of the blood shadow giant hand. In just a moment, he fully activated his body skills, instinctively grabbed the other six people, and quickly escaped from the top of the mountain in a flash.

This is his plan.

But it's not done.

In the middle of the blink, his vibrating Immortal Venerable Reiatsu was lying on the ground.

The more you want to escape, the more you will be crushed to death, and there is a possibility of dust at any time.

In the end, he had to give up resisting, and crawled on the ground, like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, but at this time he was able to breathe...

Looking around carefully, he saw that he had just fallen from the teleportation stone platform to the stone flat, and had only escaped less than a foot away.

now.

There are more than 100 million immortals in the Southern Imperial City, and they are all in the same condition as Ouyang Longcheng.

Those people with the strongest cultivation base subconsciously wanted to resist when they saw the Immortal Venerable spiritual pressure. As a result, they were beaten so hard that their ribs were broken and huge waves were set off in the Immortal Platform Qi Sea. All of them were seriously injured. , it wasn’t until I admitted my mistake that I started to meditate that I felt relieved.

Those immortals with low cultivation levels did not dare to resist. They tried to escape at most, but they could not escape. They quickly meditated on the spot, but they were not harmed.

The luckiest people were the ordinary immortals, who thought that gods were coming to the world, so they knelt on the ground to save their lives and pray for safety. As a result, not only were they not injured at all, some were even able to move normally, completely unaffected by Lu Ya's spiritual pressure.

Ouyang Longcheng seemed to understand something. He was so frightened that he quickly released the spiritual understanding. He immediately sat down with his legs crossed and meditated with pious regret, and then he could breathe smoothly.

The other six people looked confused and had no choice but to do as they were told.

After discovering this extremely simple fact, Ouyang Longcheng wanted to slap himself!

Think carefully.

If this giant hand of blood shadow were a demonic force, it would definitely suppress or massacre everyone without discrimination, but this spiritual pressure seems to only make people surrender, and there is no desire to kill indiscriminately.

It looks like a demonic shadow, but is it actually the power of heaven?

The top of Xingtian Pavilion.

The mist is misty.

The chess player looked up at the sky, motionless. On the surface he was calm, but in his heart there was a warm blood boiling.

"Are those seven people from three thousand years ago already so strong?"

If the giant hand of Blood Shadow continues to reach down, even he will have to make a choice!

Although he only had Immortal Venerable level spiritual pressure, this extremely ingenious power was already worthy of his use.

Although the seven people in Ouyang Longcheng were speechless, they could still communicate with their spiritual thoughts.

"Brother Ouyang, what's going on?"

"Why doesn't this chess player make a move?"

"Why does the devil have such power?"

"No, this is not the magic way, but the power of heaven..."

Ouyang Longcheng's expression was complicated, and even his spiritual thoughts were weak.

"Someone in Nanhuang City has angered the sky!"

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Alas, I was scolded so badly by everyone that I stayed up late tonight to finish this show.

(end of this chapter)