Chapter 1248 Disintegration
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A splendid palace floated in the air, covering the sky and the sun, and the atmosphere was majestic, as if it was the palace of the gods, which could suppress the Eight Desolations.
This made Ling Xian moved, and felt a huge pressure from the palace.
Wang Wu and the others also changed color, and their eyes were not only shocked but worried.
"Damn! They actually realized the temple of Houtu!"
"This method is the first supernatural power of our Wangtu tribe. It has the ability to suppress the world. This is really bad."
"If it is only performed by one person, Young Master Ling still has some hope, but now this temple has double the power!"
The crowd exclaimed, full of worry.
The Houtu Temple is the first method of the Wangtu tribe. Although it is only a phantom, not a real Houtu Temple, its power is still unpredictable and terrifying!
What's more, at this moment, it is still double the power!
In this case, how can people not be worried?
Even Ling Xian himself showed a bit of worry.
Since his debut, he has encountered countless powerful enemies, and the magical powers he has encountered are ridiculously powerful, but this temple is undoubtedly the strongest method he has encountered since his debut!
Therefore, Ling Xian's expression became solemn, and when his mind moved, the three flowers of the avenue appeared to the world, isolating the terrifying atmosphere overflowing from the temple.
"Haha, as soon as the Houtu Temple comes out, you may want to make a comeback!"
The first elder laughed wildly, staring at Ling Xian, except for resentment, it was pleasure. Obviously, he already thought that Ling Xian would definitely die.
The second elder also thought so.
The Houtu Temple is the strongest method of the Wangtu tribe. Even if you look at the entire Wushen Realm, it is a first-class existence. What's more, it is still the temple of double power.
It is rude to say that even if the peak Rong Dao powerhouse comes, he will not be able to stop this blow without using the same method!
"Haha, kid, die for me!"
The Great Elder smiled grimly, and the temple in mid-air slowly fell, and the void suddenly cracked, like the sky falling down, with the mighty power to suppress everything.
And this is just the beginning.
As the temple sank,
The aura of chaos is constantly overflowing, and it is accompanied by the marks of the avenues, just like the real palace of the witch god, which can suppress the nine heavens and ten places.
This made Ling Xian look dignified, knowing that this was the decisive move. If he blocked it, there would be no suspense in this battle. If he couldn't stop it, he would die.
Everyone knows this.
The two supreme elders were willing to help each other, but they were entangled by the third elder.
Therefore, Wang Wu and others are worried, and even many people are already desperate.
But at this moment, Ling Xian made a move that surprised everyone.
He squeezed the invincible fist mark and burst out with immortal divine light, but instead of the slowly sinking temple, he blasted towards the third elder.
This move surprised everyone.
what's the situation?
Faced with a deadly threat, how can you attack the third elder instead of thinking about how to resist it?
Everyone was puzzled and couldn't understand Ling Xian's move at all.
"Haha, are you flooded with water? Even if you kill him, it's impossible to stop the Temple of Houtu!"
"Idiot, if you attack the temple with all your strength, you will have a chance of survival, but you are so stupid to attack others, you are just courting death!"
The first elder and the second elder showed sarcasm, not only that Ling Xian was sure to die, but also that he was stupid.
At this moment, everyone heard two words clearly, two words that showed confidence.
"All right."
Ling Xian raised the corner of her mouth, looking at the towering palace that was gradually sinking, her star eyes flashing with confidence.
The reason why he attacked the third elder just now was because he was accumulating power, or laying the groundwork for the strongest blow.
Don't forget, fighting the Immortal Bone can increase his attack tenfold, but not every hit, but a random trigger.
Therefore, Ling Xian first attacked the three elders with a few punches, paving the way for inspiring the battle immortal bones. Right now, when he withdraws his hand, he feels that his next blow will burst out ten times the power!
"All right?"
Everyone was stunned, not knowing why.
"Idiot, I'd like to see how you can block the Houtu Temple with double power!" The elder sneered.
"Then open your dog's eyes and watch it!"
Ling Xian responded domineeringly, and his right fist released immortal divine light, like a round of immortal scorching sun, extremely bright.
At the same time, he runs the Great Desolation Technique, burns his energy, and raises his state to the peak.
After that, he punched out, shaking the Temple of the Back Earth!
This is a punch that cannot be described in words. It is like the wrath of the gods. The supreme shot can destroy the three thousand worlds and shatter the nine heavens!
"boom!"
There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the fist light collided with the temple strongly, and suddenly a brilliant divine light burst out, drowning everything.
After that, the aftermath swept across the ten directions, causing everyone to be pale and bleeding from the corners of their mouths.
Even if he was as strong as the Great Elder, he was knocked back several times, and the blood in his chest was churning.
Ling Xian is no exception.
There is no need to mention the power of the Houtu Temple, his punch also condensed all the power, and it also skyrocketed ten times the power. In this way, the aftermath of the collision between the two is naturally extremely terrifying, and even he has to retreat.
And when the divine light in the sky dissipated, everyone could clearly see that Ling Xian's fist mark had dissipated, but the Temple of the Back Earth was intact!
This made everyone sluggish, and after that, the people on Wang Wu's side showed sadness, and some people were even desperate.
The Houtu Temple was intact, which meant that Ling Xian could not block it, that is to say, they were defeated. In this case, how can we not feel despair?
However, the elders and others laughed out loud, except for ridicule, they were proud.
"You idiot who overestimates your strength, I've already said that if you are my enemy, you are doomed to die!"
"Haha, I know now, I don't know what is so powerful."
The two of them were joking, and they also showed a strong sense of irony.
This made Wang Wu and others pale, and their despair became more intense.
However, Ling Xian not only did not move, but shook his head and laughed.
His fist mark has indeed dissipated, but this does not mean that the Temple of the Back Earth is intact.
"why are you laughing?"
The Great Elder frowned and said sarcastically, "Your head is flooded, and you are still smiling when you are about to die."
"When death is imminent, I naturally can't laugh, but if the enemy dies, why can't I laugh?" Ling Xian smiled and shook his head.
"The enemy is dead?"
The first elder was startled and realized that the enemy in Lingxian's mouth was talking about himself. At the moment, he sneered: "Sure enough, he is a fool, he has started to talk nonsense."
"Is it nonsense..."
Ling Xian smiled and did not refute, but just pointed to the temple in mid-air.
This made everyone stunned, and suddenly found that after the punch, the Houtu Temple had not been moved.
But what does this mean?
Everyone was puzzled, but in the next moment, they understood and were shocked.
Just because, the majestic palace suddenly cracked a crack, then gradually cracked, and finally disintegrated completely in the eyes of everyone's astonishment!