Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

The ultimate battle breaks out!

He Ping single-handedly fought against the immortals.

This battle can be said to be the largest battle that has never happened in thousands of years!

In the past thousand years, how long has the world lasted? The powerful immortals and gods have ever had a shocking battle of this level!

When had there ever been so many powerful men of the True Immortal and Loose Immortal levels participating in a great battle? Fighting the same enemy?

"We can't use up the last bit of unopened 'Essence and Blood of Emperor You', because Wuyousheng is still here..."

Although He Ping showed an extremely arrogant attitude, there was precise calculation hidden deep in his eyes.

Wuyousheng's hiding methods are really powerful. He suffered a big loss before, so how could he not be careful?

Furthermore, with the help of the power that You Emperor blessed on him, he could also feel that Wuyousheng's puppet did not disappear after being severely injured. Instead, a more powerful idea locked onto him.

"As expected, Wuyousheng's ghost is still lingering..."

Of course, at this critical moment, He Ping still had other options, such as giving up the Supreme Seed of Heavenly King.

Originally, he didn't value the Supreme Heavenly King Seed that much, but after coming into contact with it, he had a feeling that the Heavenly King Supreme Seed could also have a nourishing effect on his second-level power. For example, now, after absorbing After receiving this seed, the innate immortal body felt as if it had been nourished by sweet rain.

At this moment, the flesh and blood all over his body felt lively and lively. The countless particle-sized substances that made up this immortal body were all moving, and he actually felt that his strength had greatly improved.

"I can't digest the Supreme Seed of Heavenly King, but as long as it stays in my body, it can produce all kinds of wonderful things and nourish my power of the second world."

Only then did he realize that this Supreme Seed of the Heavenly King was a rare treasure in the world, and it would be of great use to him once he obtained it. It would be a pity to give it up here.

"It's just that it's not easy to obtain this seed."

He Ping felt the hostility of many powerful immortals around him, and knew that he could only fight his way out if he wanted to escape, so he no longer had any fear in his heart.

"You Emperor's power is indeed powerful, but for me, every point I consume will increase the loss of this power. I only have thirteen breaths at most, and all this power will be exhausted..."

All his thoughts were electric in his mind. This kind of thinking would not waste his time at all, and he would make his next move.

He Ping punched out his fist again, aiming at Yan Wuhai, who was injured once among the immortals.

Yan Wuhai was injured, which turned him into the only "sheep" among the wolves.

To break through the siege of the immortals, this became an excellent breakthrough point.

He Ping took three steps with the "four great divine feet", one step for earth, one step for people, and one step for heaven, directly from the realm of desire to the three realms, like a supreme god measuring the universe with a grand vision.

Even if Buddhism has been around for thousands of years, few people can use this magical foot power to his current height.

Boom!

Every step he took felt like thunder coming from the east, like wind and rain approaching gradually.

He Ping's movement and stillness were unimaginable. In just these three steps, he was not restrained by anything. He passed directly through the obstruction of the three immortal gods, Ying Shenzi, Chu Zhaoyuan, and Makino Meteor, and appeared in Yan. Wu Wuhai was about ten feet in front of him when he struck with a horizontal punch.

"Come so fast?"

Yan Wuhai was also shocked. He opened his eyes wide and wanted to retreat, but at this moment he felt like there was no way out.

"Fight!"

This powerful immortal from the Chongyang Palace did not retreat, or in other words, he relaxed in the desperate situation.

At this time, his hands formed a strange seal... which communicated with a certain great will: "Three Yangs will cause disaster! Eternal rise and never fall! Yuanhuang sacrifices fire to protect me!"

A ball of flames of three colors wrapped around Yan Wuhai's body, Huo Dezhen, who was like an ancient giant spirit. At the same time, the projection power from the deepest part of the Earth Source Realm erupted, and a huge pillar of flame enveloped it.

This power guarded Yan Wuhai like a whirlwind of flames.

"Is Yuanhuang offering sacrifices to the God of Fire?"

He Ping smiled slightly.

"It's a pity... Unless the noble god comes in person, we can't save this powerful immortal god!"

The power of the fist also struck down.

There are no words to describe the power and speed of He Ping's punch.

A punch without any tricks, but it showed the subtle changes in time and space of heaven, and penetrated the secrets of heaven and earth.

When this punch fell, there was no sound. When the next moment, extraordinary power came, and the thunder shook the ears, the heaven and the earth seemed to tilt from east to west.

What was even more surprising was that the immortals present were shocked to realize that most of the space was being engulfed in the violent raging of monstrous flames.

Bright fire light spurted out, like a fire dragon roaring. The protective fire of Yuanhuang's sacrifice to the God of Fire was scattered in all directions. The pure fire condensed by the three yang tribulations burned through the vacuum, but under this punch, it flew everywhere as if it was blown away. The shock caused by the force has not been eliminated.

It turns out that at some point, a large hole was suddenly torn apart in the void. A large hole was broken open. I don’t know how many void dimensions were connected. It was like a moth-eaten hole, revealing all kinds of weird time and space tunnels. .

Yan Wuhai was immediately exploded by this punch. His immortal body condensed with innate fire virtue, as well as the law itself, and his peerless immortal foundation were all destroyed by this punch!

The first victim in the battle between immortals appeared.

Yan Wuhai was unable to withstand the punch and was the first to be killed!

It was also at this moment that a look of astonishment appeared on the faces of many gods and gods present.

"...I won't die!"

At the last moment when he was bombarded, Yan Wuhai's will was passed on like a curse: "Three yang thoughts that will never fall, please bring them back to our eternal home. One day, we will return together..."

"Return to shit!"

He Ping slowly retracted his fist.

Yan Wuhai was indeed killed by him, but he also had a trace of doubt in his heart, because the moment the punch landed, Yan Wuhai's immortal spirit was indeed taken away by a force.

"Is Yuanhuang offering sacrifices to the God of Fire some kind of trick?"

He believed in the power of his punch. Even Yan Wuhai, a peerless true immortal, would be smashed to pieces by this punch. He would not be able to use the distortion of heaven to revive again within three thousand years.

However, the will of Yuanhuang Jihuo did protect Yan Wuhai and took away a little of his immortal spirit and branding spirit.

"To be sure, there is no chance of this guy being resurrected, but..."

The mysterious existence in the deepest part of the Abyss Realm, the strange God Lord worshiped by the three innate gates, and many secrets that outsiders cannot know.

The red lotus karma fire flew up, expanded across the length and breadth, and filled the endless void. The opportunity was fleeting, and the immortals' counterattack arrived. It was the mysterious master holding the Tiandun Killing Sword. With a move of his right hand, the sword glowed suddenly. Shoot, bursting out with indescribable light.

The Tiandun Killing Sword turned into a rainbow, first rising into the sky, and its speed surged in the middle. Like an arrow that had escaped from its string, it undulated and scurried like a dragon breaking through the waves, stabbing He Ping's temple.

"...This move is too obvious!"

He Ping suddenly had a doubt. In his opinion, among the immortals currently fighting against him, this powerful immortal who was suspected to be from Taiyi Taoist Palace could be said to be the best among the others in terms of grasping fighting opportunities.

"What's the point of doing this?"

At this moment, from the flames that burned through the void, the mysterious master in white thrust out the Sky Escape Sword in his hand, and another mental wave spread throughout the audience.

"Everyone, this owl has taken away the Heavenly King's seed from Taoist Wujie. Since he carries the evil power blessed by Emperor You, if you can't work together, all your previous efforts will be wasted and let go!"

He Ping suddenly understood that the moment Yan Wuhai was killed, the powerful immortals present must have been greatly impacted. The level of immortals was almost harmless. No matter how brutal the battle, there was still a chance of turning the world around. A chance to survive.

However, He Ping's punch shattered this illusion!

Yes, here, as long as you are a strong immortal, no matter whether you are a loose immortal or a true immortal, He Ping, who has the power of You Emperor's essence and blood, can kill with his bare hands.

At the moment of Yan Wuhai's death, all the powerful immortals and gods felt a little "fear"!

That's right, He Ping killed the most powerful people present, masters of the immortal and god level, to the point of fear.

"Oh no!"

Only then did he realize the intention of the other party's words. As soon as these words came out, the powerful people from all sides immediately had new reactions.

"shut up!"

With a flash, his vitality rose, suddenly shrunk and condensed on his fingertips, turning into a small ball that collided with the sword light.

The fingertips intertwined, but there was no sound. However, He Ping was now able to seize any opportunity. At the moment when the attacks were exchanged, he found a flaw in the enemy's offensive, which had no flaws.

boom!

He just touched the tip of his finger, and all kinds of strength twisted out, and the blade of the Tiandun Killing Sword suddenly bent. The strong man from Taiyi Taoist Palace also groaned, quickly moved back, and flew hundreds of miles away. When he reached a safe position, he suddenly stopped, fell two steps, opened his mouth and spat out a small mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

"What a powerful attack, but how long can you maintain such an offensive..."

The man's eyes were shining brightly, and he looked towards him. In a flash of lightning, the other person's thoughts were also transmitted to him.

"You have about ten breaths left at most before you run out of power!"

"It doesn't take ten breaths! I can kill you right now..."

While He Ping was communicating with him beyond time, he took out the steps of his magical feet. At this moment, there was no chance for He Ping to pursue. Three tyrannical and unparalleled immortal powers came across the sky. In an instant, The sky and the earth are changing colors and stirring in all directions.

"Damn it... Fellow Taoist Yan from Chongyang Palace was killed!"

"We have three innate sects, we are connected by the same spirit, and we share weal and woe! This matter must not be left alone."

"Avenge Senior Yan!!!"

The three powerful immortals of the three innate sects also woke up at this moment. Yan Wuhai's death completely stimulated them, or it could be said that they were saddened by the death of a rabbit and a fox, and their intense anger broke out in an instant.

The Son of Ying Shen, the "Ancestor of the Fallen Star" Chu Zhaoyuan, and the "Child of Toad" Makino Ryusei joined forces to take action.

Sad and angry!

Tragic!

Inexplicable grief!

Ying Shenzi, Chu Zhaoyuan, and Makino Meteor felt the sorrow of the rabbit's death and the fox, and their emotions were transmitted into the void. This was the three powerful men of the immortal god series joining forces to attack. The power was like a rolling torrent, and the infinite breath was intertwined into a big net, like fishing. It was sprinkled down, and like countless threads, it all penetrated and wrapped up.

"He Ping, you have committed a serious crime! Originally, we were unwilling to really break up with you, but you dared to kill Yan Wuhai. From now on, we, the Three Great Innate Sects, will fight you to the death!"

He didn't know what kind of move it was, or what magical method it was. This power surged in overwhelmingly, forming a strange force that was endless and surrounded his body from all directions.

The three innate gates were indeed extraordinary. This force came from all sides, like a huge French net, or a chessboard that changed vertically and horizontally, temporarily suppressing He Ping's invincible momentum.

ha?

He Ping almost laughed out loud.

I have had issues with the Three Innate Sects for a long time. Isn't it funny that I don't take it seriously and the Three Innate Sects can just forget about it?

"Chu Zhaoyuan, Makino Ryusei, I haven't settled the previous accounts with you yet... How dare you say you want to let me go! Then go to hell now!"

Although He Ping was suddenly enveloped by this power, he was not afraid at all, and his whole body exuded a strange brilliance.

He took a deep breath, and when he breathed, all the essence was billowing in his body, and deep in his mind, he obtained all kinds of information from the world. The energy of You Emperor's essence and blood in his body expanded again, and his skin had a kind of crack. The feeling of opening.

Emperor You's blessing power still exists, and he seems to have a hundred times or a thousand times more fighting spirit. He always believes in his supreme combat power and can overwhelm all enemies present.

"Don't talk nonsense to him, kill him!"

The Taiyi Taoist master also thrust out a sword light, and Elder Zhuo of the Dragon Worship Sect, who had been watching the situation quietly, also fired the Asumi Dragon Fist, and the dragon-shaped fists came through the air.

The whole place was detonated. At this moment, several immortal masters also took action without any scruples. With the help of this magic circle, various attacks fell from all directions.

boom!

He Ping also stepped into the void.

"Those who have their feet on the three realms of heaven and earth will leave the realm of desire and shatter the universe!"

boom!

His entire body shape suddenly changed, growing thousands of arms, changing like a machine puppet, giving birth to tens of thousands of arms, all of which were grabbing and shooting.

At this moment, He Ping seemed to have turned into a Thousand-Armed Tathagata, with the magical functions of the "Four Divine Foot Powers" contained in his fists.

This is really unbelievable. Who would have thought that in this state, he could use the "Four Divine Foot Powers", a magical method of traveling through time and space, in his attacks, which made his offensive become extremely fierce.

He Ping seemed to have really turned into a thousand-armed giant statue, stretching out a thousand arms. Although he was standing motionless, he could point east and west, point north and south.

He was able to fight against the five immortal masters by himself, and he didn't fall behind at all.

On the contrary, Ying Shenzi, Chu Zhaoyuan, Makino Ryusei, the swordsman masters of Taiyi Taoist House, and the supreme elders of the Worshiping Dragon Sect were at a disadvantage.

So strong!

When He Ping made a move, everyone present had the same feeling. He Ping was simply too strong.

They were both happy and horrified at the same time.

Fortunately, this kind of power is just an illusion! He Ping's power was completely blessed by Emperor You, and was not his own power at all.

What's a bit scary is that this power was only given to He Ping by Emperor You. If Emperor You personally took action, what else in the world could resist it?

"Weak! Too weak!"

"This formation can suppress my breath for at most two breaths!"

"After two breaths, I will break out of the formation, and none of you will be able to escape by then!"

When the storm of thoughts faster than lightning swept across all directions, He Ping's attacks also arrived from all directions. His offensive almost encompassed all time and space. The power given by the "Four Divine Foot Powers" could penetrate all voids and reach any corner. , almost at the same time, these five immortal gods were all attacked by him and suffered different injuries.

"What a powerful offensive! I'm here to join in!"

Another clone of Qingzu Great Sage also flew over from the turbulent void space. The Demonic Great Sage noticed this scene from the outside and found that so many immortal masters were surrounding He Ping.

But He Ping was trapped in the formation, his true body was motionless, and with only his thousands of arms, he was able to move left and right, erratically, overwhelming the immortals, and he couldn't help but get excited.

"Such a once-in-a-lifetime battle! How could I miss it! Junior, don't blame me for bullying the minority. You should be the one to take action now. Take the fight!"

The clone of Great Sage Qingzu roared. Amidst Hong Zhongda Lu's sound waves, the Pingtian Niu Demon Fist fell from the air.