Chapter 242 Ninety-Nine Meridians Formed

The second reason is that every time he opens up one more meridian, his immunity to the aura emanating from the giant gate will become stronger, so his actions are not hindered.

The giant gate is right in front of you, like a desolate beast lying here, its majestic momentum is like a vast ocean, shocking countless people, but it can't stop Wutian's footsteps.

He walked steadily, step by step, the ninety-eight meridians under the skin were like pocket fire dragons, shining with blood-red awns.

"He has already entered the range of ten feet. It is incredible that he can really walk under the giant gate!" Someone exclaimed.

The battle between Ditian and Zhanfeng started again.

The three formed a triangle, with Ditian sandwiched in the middle, all kinds of methods were used together, the energy was surging, and the power was earth-shattering, but Ditian's face was indifferent and calm, all the powerful moves were at his fingertips, and he was not at a disadvantage in the slightest.

In mid-air, thousands of sword qi crisscrossed, tearing the sky and the earth. The power of fire surged, burning everything. The power of wood roared, piercing through the sky, and a fierce battle began!

"Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha said, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and you can turn your head and see the shore. This benefactor has fallen into a demon. If he doesn't get rid of it in time, he will definitely harm the common people in the future."

At this time, he also chose to make a move, and the Buddha statue appeared above his head, and the Buddha's light illuminated the world, purifying the sins and evils in the world.

"Dead bald donkey, cat crying and mouse pretending to be merciful, put away your disgusting face, just say it when you are jealous, why do you have to be so pretentious, you want to stop him, but this seat will not let you succeed!"

Guizong Guiguzi sneered again and again, black mist steamed around his body, as if possessed by a demon king, a sinister and cold aura swept away.

The two sects are the overlords of Xihuzhou, each occupying one side, usually you are plotting against me, or I am cheating on you, the hatred has already been as deep as the sea, and it cannot be resolved, no matter where you go, you are always a doomed opponent.

Seeing that Guiguzi intervened suddenly, there was a flash of cruelty in the eyes of the Buddha, which disappeared in a flash.

But he had to admit that Guiguzi's strength made him quite afraid. The two fought countless times in Xihuzhou, and in the end they were almost evenly matched, and neither side had ever really won.

It would make sense if it were someone else, but Buddhism is the nemesis of all evil things, and it can't control the ghost sect. One can imagine how strong it is.

The battle is about to break out, the demonic energy is overwhelming, and the dark clouds are billowing, as if a ghost is roaring, seductive. The Buddha shines in the sky and purifies the endless evil. The two compete with each other, and it is still the same as before.

The three sects of Nanquezhou attacked, but were held back by Di Tian, ​​and the two sects of West Huzhou fought each other, but they were very wise and did not let their disciples join the battle.

If everyone enters the battle, the place will be in chaos, death is inevitable, and there will be a large number of casualties before they enter the Absolute Yin Ruins, which is not what they want to see.

Looking at the scene, An Li frowned and said, "What should we do now?"

Wang Chu's face sank like water. Obviously, the current situation was beyond his expectations. He thought that people from other continents would make a big move, so they could fish in troubled waters. But now, except for Shengzi, everyone else is standing still.

"Wait and see, the three major forces in Zhongyaozhou haven't arrived yet, maybe there will be a turning point." After pondering for a while, Wang Chu still didn't dare to be careless and made a decision.

No different than other continents, if he chooses to act now, Shura Palace and Ice Valley will definitely not let them go, and they will definitely investigate to the end.

If the Tianyang Sect has a transmission channel to Fengyang City, he is not afraid. A message can call the high-level sect as far away as Qinglongzhou, but it is different now. Zongmen high-level, continue to use the teleportation holy ban.

In other words, the fifty members of Tianyang Sect have been completely isolated. Unless they form an alliance with others, there will be no reinforcements, so he has to be careful, otherwise he will only be slaughtered by others.

The emperor stood at a high altitude, looked down and remained silent, neither went down to persuade Wutian, nor shot at Wutian, but from those gloomy eyes, it could be seen that his heart was not at peace.

In fact, he really wanted to go down and kill Wutian, and get rid of everyone in Shura Hall and Ice Valley to avenge that day, but he dared not act rashly due to the threat of the Ice Order.

There is another reason, the old twelfth and other great venerables are just outside Fengyang City. With their cultivation base, as long as they get news from Shura's disciples, they can come here in a short time.

In addition, there is also the transmission of the sacred prohibition. The Asura Palace can send people here at any time. Only the old twelve and three others give him a headache. If the other nine venerables are added, the Confucian Dynasty will not be directly taken over?

Unless Jinzong, Qizong, and Wanbao Pavilion help, but if they are really willing to help, the emperor would not have to compromise when he was outside the city.

During these times alone, Wutian was only three meters away from the giant gate.

The distance of three meters was only one step away. The little Sword Master and the others became anxious and fought with all their strength. The emperor was in full swing, and every move was natural, without any leaks, and did not give them any chance.

"Guiguzi, you really want to do this, but you know that Wutian's strength has greatly increased, which is not good for you or me." Fuzi was angry, and said through voice transmission.

"Jie Jie, dead bald donkey, are you in a hurry now? Are you showing your true nature? Don't think that if you say a few sweet words, I will let you go." Guiguzi sneered again and again through voice transmission.

Hearing this, the Buddha's face sank like water, and his murderous intentions arose, as if possessed by a demon, he made all his killing moves without mercy, which was completely different from his previous compassionate appearance.

Guiguzi was powerful, he didn't mess up his position at all, he was able to do anything with ease, and from time to time, he transmitted voices and used words of sarcasm, which made Buddha extremely angry, but he didn't dare to attack in public, for fear of affecting his impression.

"Haha, I didn't expect it to be so lively here!"

A loud laugh sounded from the sky, and then, fifty figures in different costumes came through the air, undisguisedly releasing their aura, stirring the energy of the world and alarming everyone.

"Someone actually made a breakthrough here, interesting, interesting!"

A burly man with a full face of beard, standing on Fang Tian's painted halberd, came from the sky. He has a rough appearance, his eyes are bright, his height is different from ordinary people, he can be compared with a dragon and a tiger, and the muscles under his robe are high and bulging , full of explosive power.

The big man looked at the bloody storm under the giant gate, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand immediately, the sky painting halberd under his feet was shining brightly, like a round of blazing sun, which made people unable to open their eyes.

call out…

Turning into a rainbow, Fang Tian's painted halberd pierced through the void, as if teleporting, it actually broke through the defense of Han Tian and others, and went straight to the sky. The terrifying sharpness made everyone present change color!

"snort!"

Tiangang let out a cold snort, his figure flashed, and despite the oppression of the giant gate, the magic python arm emerged, and the momentum suddenly increased, and every scale shone with a metallic luster, ferocious and terrifying!

"Back off."

However, at this moment, Wutian's faint voice came out, Tiangang frowned, but also stopped, then turned around and stared at the visitor closely.

Faced with such a powerful offensive, Wutian didn't even frown, he turned around suddenly, the flesh in the center of his forehead was torn, the third eye opened, and the light flickered, and he directly engulfed Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the powerful momentum followed. The smoke vanished!

This scene surprised everyone present. Fang Tian's painting halberd is the king's magic weapon, and all of them have been revived. I'm afraid even the Dacheng period of the Hundred Dynasties would not dare to touch it head-on.

However, this person can crack it easily, how did he do it?

The bloody storm roared and rolled, submerging Wutian, and no one could clearly see what was inside. In fact, this is also what he wants. The Star Realm is his biggest trump card. It is best not to expose it until the critical moment.

"If you make another move, don't even think about taking this King's Weapon back. You can treat it as if I'm threatening you." Wutian's tone was flat, and the third eye flashed. Fang Tian painted his halberd through the bloody storm, burst out.

After returning Fang Tian's painted halberd, Wu Tian stepped out without any delay, and finally arrived at the giant gate. The ninety-ninth meridian quickly formed, floating on his forehead, shining brightly.

At this moment, he felt that his vision had widened, he could see the scenery hundreds of miles away, and the speed of absorbing energy was almost a hundred times faster than before, and he sensed that the soul power was also about to move, and he had the feeling to break through to the king-level soul. Signs of strength!

Not only that, Juyuanjin, which gave him a headache, suddenly became clear, and many things that he didn't understand before became much easier.

He even suspects that if he comprehends the lore of the Nine Palaces now, he will be able to comprehend it thoroughly within ten days.

On the other side, the burly man made a move with his hand, and Fang Tian's painted halberd fell in his hand, his eyes glistening.

Just before, this magic soldier who had followed him for many years suddenly lost contact, as if disappeared out of thin air, and seemed to be trapped by some kind of enchantment, unable to sense, let alone summon!

A young man next to the big man stared at the bloody storm unkindly, and said indifferently: "Senior Brother Murong, this person is really a bit arrogant, why don't we make a move together, these people can't stop it at all."

This person is none other than the eldest disciple of the Patriarch of the Qi Sect, Murong Feichang!

"As early as in the sect, I heard that the people in the Asura Palace are very strong and there are many people. Now I really want to try, can we wipe out all of our fifteen brothers and sisters!" Another person said, full of anger. The taste of contempt did not put Han Tian and others in their eyes at all.

"Hehe, it's interesting."

Seeing this scene, the corners of Murong Fei's mouth twitched, and there was a hint of amusement in his mouth. He is the eldest disciple of the suzerain, and his status is supernatural. As long as there are enough materials, there is no shortage of king's magic weapons.

However, this Fang Tian painted halberd was made by him himself, and it is of great significance to him, and there is no room for any mistakes.

In fact, this is not the main reason, but that Wutian has come to an end, and it is meaningless to stop it now.

Murong Fei turned sideways, looked at the two people beside him, and said with a smile: "Brother Gou, Brother Cang, have you seen how Wutian broke my offensive?"

Of these two people, one is a genius of the Forbidden Sect, Gou Yaolong who once competed with Wutian for the lore of the Nine Palaces in the Wanbao Pavilion. force!

Not far from him, a young man in fine clothes stood proudly, not as humble as the previous two, his handsome face was full of arrogance, as if all things and people could not enter his eyes.

He is the son of the master of Wanbao Pavilion, Cang Zheng!