Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 94 Kill All (Subscribe)

In an instant, a green divine light shot up into the sky from the forbidden area of ​​the Butian Pavilion. The old vine was now completely emerald green, with azure clouds rising into the sky, and countless divine chains of order surrounded it.

The blue clouds rise into the sky, obscuring the sun.

In the sky, the azure light spread, and Old Teng was confronting the venerable.

The power of the Venerable One spread, and many creatures inside and outside the Bu Tian Pavilion were almost suffocated.

Such pressure is no less than carrying a sacred mountain on their backs.

If it weren't for the old vine that offset most of the damage, ninety-nine percent of the creatures below would have died.

"Haha..." A fierce laugh echoed from the sky. "Hundreds of years ago, you feigned death and set up a trap to kill your enemy. A few days ago, you repeated the same trick and succeeded again. Are you repeating the same trick now?"

A huge cloud spread out from the sky, and a gigantic demonic bird flapped its wings and flew over, and black fog spread all over the sky.

"Setting up a fishing trap, huh!" A sneer was heard. A winged Qiongqi, shaped like a tiger, rode through the gray-black mist and came laughing. "How do you feel after you caught us?"

Old Teng was silent, as if he had nothing to say.

"Everyone, let's attack together. What if this old vine recovers to its peak?" The venerable from Nanyun Divine Mountain was shrouded in holy light. Although his voice was calm, the murderous intent in his words was extremely shocking.

"Kill!" The Venerable from Mount Yi roared and took the lead in attacking. Golden light burst out from his body, and a huge hand wrapped with countless divine chains of order pressed down.

"boom!"

The green gourd on the emerald green vine swung and fell onto the big hand that was hitting it.

In a moment, lightning snakes danced wildly in the sky, and a sea of ​​thunder spread out for hundreds of thousands of feet.

The venerable of Mount Yi retreated, his outstretched hand dripping with blood. However, he was not angry but happy, laughing loudly: "Haha, this old vine is really no longer useful, it no longer has that kind of divine power!"

Seeing this scene, Qiongqi, Tianque and the venerable from Nanyun Divine Mountain had fierce light in their eyes and pressed forward one after another.

"Alas~" An old sigh came from the old vine, spreading with pity and regret. "You still have time to leave now, otherwise you may die a very miserable death later."

The demonic bird, the Sky-Swallowing Bird, which obscured the sun and the sky, sneered and said disdainfully, "You old fellow, you're still being mysterious even at this time!"

The venerable of Mount Yi sneered, his eyes gleaming fiercely as he shouted, "Old man, do you really think you're at the peak of your powers? You're just an old vine with nothing but appearances, yet you dare to boast so brazenly!"

"Alas!" The green leaves of the old vine of the spirit sacrifice trembled slightly, and the old voice was filled with a hint of gloating, "It's really hard to persuade the damned ghost with kind words. It's too late to leave now."

"Get started! What are you talking about? It has come to this point, and this old guy is still playing tricks. He is really senile!" At this time, a loud shout was heard, shaking the mountains, the Gengjin energy spread, a sharp breath burst out, and a huge white tiger stepped into the air.

The visitor was the White Tiger Venerable from Xiling Beast Mountain. Upon arriving at the scene, he roared, "Hurry and act! The Butian Pavilion is a great ancient sect with countless divine treasures. First come, first served!"

In an instant, many monks who had been preparing for a long time outside the Butian Pavilion summoned their magic weapons and rushed into the Butian Pavilion.

The battle broke out immediately, runes intertwined and covered the sky, and the creatures who had been waiting outside the Bu Tian Pavilion for a long time burst out with all their strength.

After several rounds of fighting, the Butian Pavilion's formation began to shatter bit by bit under the impact of countless treasures.

"Boom~"

Large areas of land were shattered, and the earth cracked into bottomless cracks. The sacred mountains collapsed in the ocean of runes.

"I want to see what else your Butian Pavilion is capable of!" The void channel opened, and a demonic bird surrounded by demonic clouds flew out.

This demonic bird was only a few feet in size and looked exactly like the Sky-Swallowing Bird.

With a 'swish', the demonic bird appeared, and the huge and boundless Sky-Swallowing Bird, like a cloud hanging from the sky, turned into a black light and sank into the demonic bird.

The Sky-Swallowing Bird just now was actually just his spiritual body, and the one that arrived now was his real body.

"Old man, die for me!"

The Sky-Swallowing Bird opened its blood-red eyes, looking extremely ferocious. Its wings vibrated, and countless feathers shot out from its body, transforming into infinitely sharp divine swords that slashed down fiercely.

At the same time, the other four venerables also moved, using their magical powers to charge forward.

The runes of the Great Dao surged like a vast ocean, spreading across the sky, and the murderous aura caused all things to wither.

At this moment, a slight humming sound was heard from the sky, and golden ripples emerged from the void, reaching far and wide, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles.

In an instant, time seemed to stop unilaterally, and all the creatures that attacked the Butian Pavilion were frozen and unable to move at all.

From the venerable ones in the sky to the young cultivators in the newly opened cave, all of them were frozen on the spot without exception.

Not only were they themselves immobilized, but even the magical skills they used were fixed in mid-air.

For a moment, the people in Butian Pavilion felt as if they were in a dream, full of disbelief.

A gentle breeze blew, ruffling the hair of many creatures and getting their dull thoughts moving again.

In the sky, the old vine of the Bu Tian Pavilion swayed gently. He looked at the five venerables who were fixed in place and whispered, "Sometimes, no one believes the truth, which really makes the vine helpless." A flash of green clouds appeared, and the old vine disappeared. Its mission had been completed, and what would happen next had nothing to do with it.

In a spacious square of the Butian Pavilion, Shi Hao looked up at the sky, his slightly childish face full of shock.

The many people around him from the Butian Pavilion were even more shocked than he was. It was because they had made some progress in their cultivation that they realized how terrifying this scene was.

"What kind of magical power is this? Is it the power of time?" The leader of Butian Pavilion, with white hair and an old face, was full of surprise.

"It's so precise, only the time of the person who made the move is stopped? What kind of realm can be able to do this?" Shi Hao looked around, extremely shocked.

"You're overthinking it. Time-based magical powers aren't the only ones capable of this kind of thing." Fang Ming's calm voice sounded, and he said lightly, "There are many magical powers that can do this. If you push the immobilization-type magical power to its extreme and sublimate it to the utmost, you can also do something similar."

"Senior, your realm is so profound that we can hardly compare to you!" The leader of Butian Pavilion saluted, full of admiration.

"In the final analysis, it's just the realm of oppression." Fang Ming was very calm and unmoved.

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of golden light appeared.

In a moment, there was a rumbling sound from the sky, and an astonishingly large golden pagoda emerged in the sky.

Golden light burst out, like a golden sun emerging.

The light shone and sprinkled on the earth. Except for the five monks at the Venerable Realm in the sky, the figures of those who were fixed in place, regardless of their level of cultivation, gradually became transparent, and finally it was as if they had never appeared in this world.

Before, there were shadowy figures outside the Butian Pavilion, at least tens of thousands of cultivators, but now they have all disappeared without a trace.

As these people disappeared, the magical powers they had used also disappeared bit by bit like a dream bubble.

One Qiankun bag after another fell to the ground, proving that there were indeed nearly 100,000 cultivators who came here and besieged the Butian Pavilion.

The golden light descended, swept up the five venerables who were fixed in the void, and took them into the pagoda.

The pagoda turned into golden light and swept across the sky, then turned into a shape the size of a finger joint and hung on Shi Hao's hair again.

At this point, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened before.

For a moment, the area where the Butian Pavilion was located became deserted.

When Fang Ming was talking to Xiaota, many monks from the Butian Pavilion looked at each other, and a chill ran down their spines.

The scene was silent and no one spoke for a while.

"This senior has such a murderous nature!" Similar thoughts came to their minds at the same time.

All the monks who attacked the Butian Pavilion died, and not one of them escaped.

Regardless of whether they came from ancient countries or those ancient sacred mountains, regardless of whether their cultivation level was cave heaven or venerable, all were destroyed here!

At this time, Fang Ming's calm and peaceful voice sounded. He said, "I'll leave the rest to you. I won't interfere."

As if nothing had happened just now.

The head of the Butian Pavilion was startled and said solemnly, "We understand. We will sort out the contents of the Qiankun bag and hand them all over to you, Senior."

"That's not necessary. It's nothing great anyway." Fang Ming said indifferently, not caring at all.

"Thank you for the gift, senior. From now on, I will let you command the Butian Pavilion!" The Pavilion Master of Butian Pavilion saluted solemnly.

Fang Ming didn't care much about his words. There were too few things that could be used by the Butian Pavilion, and they couldn't get involved.

"Fellow Daoist, you have great skills." Just as he was about to go to the Wanfa Pagoda to see if the inheritance of the Supreme Hall was there, the small pagoda transmitted a voice, somewhat surprised, "The magical power just now opened my eyes. The coordination of all the great Dao runes is something that even I can't do."

Others couldn't see the clues, but Xiaota saw the mystery.

The magical power that had previously been able to freeze all the invading enemies was indeed not the power of time, but a certain field formed by the cooperation and evolution of various great runes.

This kind of field is very clever. Its size and range can be controlled at will. All invading enemies can be frozen in an instant, creating an effect similar to time stagnation.

"In another life, I must take a different path." Fang Ming said calmly, "Besides, the use of this basic avenue rune is not a remarkable magical power. For Brother Ta, it's just a piece of cake."

In fact, the magical power that Fang Ming used to freeze the invading enemy just now was based on the spiritual domain of the old demon, and was secondary developed in combination with local characteristics. It was indeed not a very remarkable magical power.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xuantian, you are too kind to me. This is not something that can be done in a snap." Xiaota chuckled, unmoved.

The magical power just now was extremely exquisite and could not be easily reproduced.

Before Fang Ming could say anything, Xiaota's voice sounded meaningfully: "Daoyou's real target is actually one of the five venerables just now, right?"

"Brother Ta has good eyesight and saw it right away." Fang Ming admitted frankly. Anyway, the Sky-Swallowing Bird was now in his hands.

The inheritance of the Supreme Palace is basically secure.

(End of this chapter)