Chapter 850 Chapter 851
"Walk!"
Seeing this scene, many monks were completely panicked, and rushed down the ring with all their might. The energy of such an explosion impact, not to mention them, even the peak angels would be blown to pieces.
The Taishan and Kunlun leaders did not move. They were too close to Han Zilong, and there was no time to escape even if they wanted to. How about taking a gamble, betting that the person on Hanging Island won't stand by.
After all, once dozens of celestial monks fell on the battlefield of Hanging Island at the same time, how could the forces of these celestial beings stand idly by.
At that time, when so many famous and powerful men descended, even that Supreme Being would not be able to withstand the pressure.
really.
After a while.
Everyone opened their eyes, the imaginary self-detonation shock wave did not escape, and the violent breath in Han Zilong's body gradually dissipated.
"That supreme being really made a move." The Taishan leader heaved a sigh of relief. "No! It hasn't completely dissipated yet!"
Suddenly, his face changed again.
Because he suddenly discovered in astonishment that the self-explosive power brewing in Han Zilong's body was only suppressed, not cut off, and sometimes rose and sometimes weakened.
Very strange.
It feels like there are two completely different forces that are entangled with each other, wrestling with each other, one is suppressing, the other is releasing.
As for Han Zilong, even if he sustains his self-destruct power, he is just a pawn held in the hands of others to play games with each other.
"If this continues, only Han Zilong will be abolished in the end." The leader of Taishan's eyes flickered, and immediately he jumped off the ring.
He was not curious about the identities of the two parties in the secret contest. He only knew that the Immortal of Hanging Island who controlled the audience was protecting them, and the other Immortal had evil intentions and probably wanted to take this opportunity to blow up all of them.
Annihilate China's high-end combat power in one fell swoop.
"Don't get out of here again, be careful that I will blow up your floating island today." A heavy male voice came from the void, full of threats.
"No shame! The guy who pretends to be a ghost, I will find out for you today." The master of the other power snorted coldly.
All of a sudden, a big blue hand appeared in the sky, covering hundreds of miles of stars, and suppressed it in the direction of Han Zilong with overwhelming power.
A mighty will filled the world.
Not to mention the power of the cyan handprint, even if the handprint carried the will, many angels who were suppressed almost knelt down.
It's like the end!
This is the power of the real fairy!
Just when the palm prints were about to fall on Han Zilong, a hurricane suddenly blew up beside him, and the fierce air waves shattered the battlefield.
at the same time.
A delicate hand appeared in the hurricane. It seemed that the size was less than one-tenth of the blue palm print, but its momentum was not weak at all.
even.
Just looking at the delicate palms can put people into a mysterious and mysterious artistic conception, which is a kind of supreme will, just like the brilliant will of heaven.
boom!
The palms of the two hands collided, and instead of being broken, the delicate palms soared upwards, easily crushing the cyan palm prints, and penetrated into the depths of the void.
The hurricane raged past, Han Zilong was directly swept out of the battlefield, like a leaf falling in the autumn wind, and fell on the position of Ye Xuanzong's people.
Strangely, the chaotic energy in his body was also suppressed at this moment.
In the void, there are countless ripples. A figure in a state of embarrassment suddenly appeared in the sky of Huaxia Battlefield. This person had a handsome face, with a golden longbow on his back and a quiver on his waist.
But it was true that her hair was disheveled, and there was a bright red five-fingerprint on her face, as if she had been slapped.
And it is.
"It's King Yi."
Below, a strong man from the depths of the starry sky recognized the origin of this person. He was the eldest son of the Supreme Being of Hanging Island, King Yi.
now.
Angry flames flickered in King Yi's eyes, and his eyes wandered around. Terrible power was brewing in his clenched fists, and it seemed that he would blast out at any time.
"Who the hell is it?"
King Yi only felt a burning pain on his face. Just now, everyone guessed wrong. Before he made a move, another true immortal had already suppressed Han Zilong's self-destruction, and the reason why he made a move.
He wanted to take this opportunity to abolish Han Zilong.
But he seemed to have greatly underestimated that opponent. Instead of crippling Han Zilong, he was rescued instead. He wanted to find the real immortal who made the shot, but he couldn't even touch his hair.
He was also slapped.
It's strange that he can still maintain his mood.
Not only him, but also those powerful people from all sides in the arena are looking around with strange eyes. I am afraid that even a fool can see that King Yi has suffered a big loss.
What made them curious was who actually dared to disobey King Yi, a true immortal, on the Hanging Island, and even slapped him naked and humiliated.
Who is so bold?
"Could it be the one from Taiji Mountain? Or the awakened one hidden in the three mountains?" Many people secretly guessed in their hearts. In short, there must be a powerful real fairy nearby.
Maybe right next to them.
After landing, Han Zilong spat out a mouthful of blood, and after calming down, he also searched for the existence who saved his life.
"It's him, he's back."
Han Zilong's eyes lit up, and finally, as far as his eyes could see, a tall and straight young man was walking with a relaxed expression on his face.
Zhong Xuanzhu also stopped crying
, and the eyes burst out with a thousand zhangs of light. Sun Qian was even worse than the two of them, and directly bowed to the figure approaching in the distance: "Master, you are finally back!"