Kuai Chuan: After Fengshen created the world, she failed as a salted fish

Chapter 46 Summoned Beasts Are Not Slaves (46)

Wu Xie didn't know what went wrong at all, and Huo Xie attacked him unexpectedly.

However, the terrifying high temperature made him feel powerless and hopeless, and he had no time to think about it.

He has cultivated the imperial realm to the extreme, but the sacred people are all ants, this statement is not groundless.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape that Wuzhi Mountain.

"what……"

"Your Majesty, save me!"

A series of shrill screams pierced through the world. At this time, Wu Xie was like a combustion accelerant, forcibly extracting the energy of spirit and martial arts to provide burning energy.

The temperature of the sky was getting higher and higher, and the sacred bone scepter gradually melted, turning into strands of sacred matter and flowing into the flame mahamudra.

The big flaming handprint became more lifelike, and the holy power swept the sky, sweeping the entire imperial capital with boundless anger.

Covering the sky with one hand, the imperial capital fell into panic.

"Damn it, this is a part of the body of a sacred monster. It wants to be revived by a blood sacrifice. Quickly, stop it."

Emperor Wuwei's face became more and more solemn, and at this moment he wanted to cut Wu Xie into pieces.

I really want to disregard the image and say "Save your paralysis!"

There is a reason for the Phantom Spirit Continent to promulgate the law that private possession of holy artifacts is not allowed.

One of the reasons is because the holy artifacts left outside have not been dealt with, and the resentment is soaring. I don't know what terrible disaster will be caused after the recovery?

But there are always those people who are overconfident and don't believe in evil, thinking that they can control the holy artifact with their own strength, but they don't know that they are just slaves of the sacred artifact.

As soon as Emperor Wuwei's words fell, the big flaming handprint had already condensed,
"How come so fast?"

Emperor Wuwei's complexion changed drastically.

This is obviously premeditated by the sacred bone scepter, only the last step is missing.

After thinking about this, he even wanted to torture and kill Wu Xie, who had almost been sacrificed and turned into a human being, 100 times.

But also helpless.

I saw the big flaming handprint, as if celebrating rebirth, and slapped it casually towards the imperial capital without distinction.

"Bang" a loud bang.

That was a collision between the Flame Mahamudra and the imperial defense formation.

Although it was blocked, the energy of the collision swept all directions, and the imperial capital was shaken for a while.

It's like the end of the world.

Underneath, I don't know how many houses collapsed, and the people fled in all directions, falling into extreme panic.

At the same time, the patriarchs of the major families in the imperial capital rushed to the scene with many masters. They felt the terrifying aura of the big handprint, and they all flinched.

Emperor Wuwei didn't know what purpose these families came with.

A group of old foxes, smelling a little interest, ran faster than rabbits.When in danger, he runs faster than a rabbit.

You taste, you taste carefully.

With a cold snort, Emperor Wuwei's majestic voice spread in all directions, and orders were issued one after another.

"The soldiers belonging to the empire obey the order, and the imperial capital enters the holy level of alert!"

"The imperial guards obeyed the order, evacuated the people, and took them to a safe haven."

"Every family in the imperial capital obeys the order and cooperates with the guards to maintain order. Those who disobey the order will be beheaded!"

"Lin Huang listens to the order, hurry up and ask Dean Qingyu to preside over the defense formation, and let the formation fully recover as soon as possible."

……

As the orders were issued one by one, all the forces in the imperial capital began to operate crazily.

It is conceivable how much Emperor Wuwei feared the big flaming handprint.

The students below were dumbfounded, they didn't expect such a horrific result from just a small fight.

The chief culprit of all this, Mo Sen, was dying. His eyes happened to see the pained and distorted Master, and he felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart for some reason.

(End of this chapter)