Cultivating Immortals From Prison

The holy city is in all directions, and the blood is extremely strong, constantly rolling, like waves and tides.

"The Great Immortal Formation is becoming more and more terrifying."

Gu Shen saw that endless blood energy rolled down from the sky, and the blood energy around the holy city was as thick as a solid wall, surrounding the holy city.

boom!
A huge wave of blood energy rolled down from the sky and swept across the entire northern part of the outer city. Some casual cultivators whose cultivation base was below the Void Core stage, without the protection of the strong, or had not had time to return to their residences, were shocked by this wave of blood energy. Immediately turned into dry bones, both body and spirit disappeared.Even the masters of the Xudan stage were frightened and fled to the mansion or the place with the protection of the strong.

boom!
In the eastern part of the outer city, an even more majestic wave of blood energy descended. Even a strong man at the golden core stage could hardly resist under the impact of such a huge wave of blood energy. Naturally, the monks at the virtual core stage were frightened out of their wits!
A suffocating depression enveloped Gu Shen's heart.

Standing on the roof of the Zhaixing Building, he could see the situation of the four urban areas outside the Holy City. Every time about a stick of incense, there would be huge waves of blood energy photographed from the sky, and some of the huge waves of blood energy would be very majestic. , even the Nascent Soul cultivator may die, and some blood energy waves are relatively small, and the Void Core Stage cultivator can also resist it.

But Gu Shen could feel that, with the passage of time, more and more monks died, and the overall power of the Great Immortal Formation continued to grow, and the huge waves of blood energy would often skyrocket, and even the power of transforming gods could be carried. Can't live.

It can be foreseen that with the continuous improvement of the power of the Great Immortal Formation, it won't take long for monks in the transformation stage, fusion stage, or even the Mahayana stage to be able to withstand it.

"Senior, is the Great Immortal Formation you saw in ancient times more terrifying than this Great Immortal Formation?"

Shocked, Gu Shen asked with red vertical eyes.

The red vertical eyes were silent for a while, and then he stammered: "Maybe, maybe."

Gu Shen looked into the distance, the Emperor of Han Dynasty and Zen Master Benming had already appeared to meet Yan Luo.

"The next key is Zen Master, Emperor Han and senior 'Jiang'."

"If Senior Jiang can't suppress the Great Immortal Formation, I'm afraid that the danger of these bloody waves will be increased ten times or a hundred times. After all, this is the eighth-order best-quality formation presided over by an unrivaled powerhouse!"

"Only by Zen Master and Emperor Han defeating Yan Luo as soon as possible, and then working together with senior 'Jiang' to suppress the Great Immortal Formation, can we hope to break through the Great Immortal Formation."

Gu Shen looked down at the sky in the distance. He still had confidence in the Emperor of the Han Dynasty and Zen Master Benming. He is also a peerless powerhouse.

Not surprisingly, with two against one, the odds are mine!
outside the Holy City.

Many people gathered, from all directions, and the three ancient holy places in the central region all arrived.

The Holy Master of Taixuan Holy Land came with Taixuan Star Clothes.

The Lord of the Four Extremes Holy Land also arrived with the Thunder Hammer.

The Lord of the Holy Land of Yaochi also invited Zhenhuang Baochai.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The three holy lords urged the immortal weapon to attack with all their strength, and the entire Eastern Wilderness was trembling. Countless monks were frightened by the power of the immortal weapon, but they were unable to break through the Great Immortal Formation from the outside. The city wall cannot be blasted at all.

In desperation, the powerhouses headed by the three ancient holy land sages gathered together to discuss countermeasures, and decided to gather the power of all immortal weapons to break the immortal formation together.

Soon, the news spread rapidly to the other four domains of the Chinese mainland.

More and more monks heard the news and came to see the situation in the holy city.

At the foot of a mountain eight thousand miles east of the holy city.

Chenghuang and Zhuanlun King stood by the stream, watching the little fish with long fingers swimming in the sparkling stream. Behind them stood Qiongqi, Wei Sui, Niutou, Kappa, Night Parade, Qiangliang, and Judge. , Zu Ming and other underworld monks.

"call!"

The Chenghuang let out a sigh of relief, the mood that was suppressed because of the heavy casualties of the monks in the underworld was finally greatly relieved at this moment.

"The Great Immortal Formation is completed, Lord Yan Luo can also get away, and there is no need to preside over the Formation himself.

"Those people who want to gather immortal artifacts from the Five Realms of China to break through the Great Immortal Formation cannot be done in a short period of time.

"By the time they break through the Great Immortal Formation, hehe, those people inside might have already turned into dry bones."

Zhuanlun King nodded, and said: "Yes, after this battle, the cultivation world has been seriously injured, the two world-class powerhouses have all perished, and the entire young generation of geniuses in the cultivation world are buried here. The world of comprehension is so weak that we are not far away from the day when we will realize our eternal plan!"

Cheng Huang took a deep breath, looked at his own reflection in the stream, and said in a deep voice, "There is only one thing, the most regrettable."

The Wheel-Turning King asked, "What is it?"

"You can't kill Gu Shen with your own hands!"

Chenghuang's voice was cold, and his killing intent was fully manifested.

Every member of the underworld is a peerless genius with unlimited future potential. The life and death of every underworld monk is extremely important, even Yan Luo attaches great importance to it.

But this time in the holy city, eight members of the underworld died at the hands of Gu Shen.

Cheng Huang just thought about it now, and felt that his heart was bleeding.

above the Holy City.

The blood-like crimson filled the sky, covering the sun and the moon.

Under the crimson sky, two rays of light flew out, and when the rays of light dispersed, it was Zen Master Benming and the Emperor of the Han Dynasty.

The two stood opposite Yan Luo, and their powerful aura locked Yan Luo.

"You are the Lord of the Underworld?"

The Great Han Emperor looked at Yan Luo and said in a cold voice.

He has a majestic figure, staring eyes, and an invincible belief.

He is indeed invincible in the world of cultivation, and he has reached the end of his cultivation path in this world. Except for the monk Ben Ming beside him, he never puts anyone in his eyes.

Zen Master Benming clasped his hands together and looked at Yan Luo in the same way.

Facing the two most powerful men in the world, Yan Luo did not panic. Under the mask, his eyes were calm and calm, "Yes."

The emperor of the Han Dynasty snorted coldly, stopped talking, and shot directly.

Every time it drags on, more monks will die in the bloody waves, and the power of the Immortal Formation will continue to strengthen.

Moreover, Yan Luo's reaction made him very dissatisfied. In the view of the emperor of the Han Dynasty, even if Yan Luo was not panicked, he should be treated seriously at this moment, but the contemptuous attitude of the other party made him angry.

"It's your big fish!"

The emperor of the Han Dynasty shouted loudly, and the sound shook the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

He stepped forward with one step, chaotic energy emerged from his body, pervading all directions, and he raised his fist to kill Yan Luo. This is the real Emperor's Fist worthy of the name!

This is the strongest stunt of the Han Dynasty. Compared with the Human Emperor Fist that the Prince of Han used on the altar, it is completely different!

At this time, the Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty glowed all over his body, resplendent and dazzling, like a human emperor coming to the world, going forward indomitably, overlooking all things in the world and the common people in the universe!
Faced with this overwhelming punch, Yan Luo did not dodge or evade, and chose to shake it hard. He slowly stretched out his right hand, and a large purple handprint emerged out of thin air, imprinting on the Emperor's Fist of the Great Han Emperor.

"boom!"

Fist and palm collided, turbulent and regular lasing, the center of the battlefield seemed to turn into a sea of ​​spiritual energy.

"Ok?"

The emperor of the Han Dynasty focused his eyes. In the ocean of spiritual energy, Yan Luo's body remained motionless, and the "Human Emperor Fist" that he used with all his strength was blocked.

"A world-class powerhouse, that's all."

Yan Luo said lightly.

With a cold snort, the Great Han Emperor raised his arms, and the divine light shot out from above his fists, like rainbows running through the sky and the earth. Anyone standing in front of these fists will be smashed to pieces!

"kill!"

The Emperor of the Great Han shouted loudly, rushed directly in front of Yan Luo, and punched out a fist that blossomed into a fairy rainbow, dominating the sky and the earth.

The Emperor of the Great Han made a real fire. It has been tens of thousands of years, and no one has ever been so contemptuous in front of him, even if the opponent is an unrivaled powerhouse of the same level!
He is like the supreme human emperor who was called respecting the universe in the ancient times, he has reached the peak of humanity, and no one can beat him.

Rumble!
Yan Luo moved, his whole body emitted immeasurable rays of light, the avenues of heaven and earth were singing in harmony with him, and his blood was surging into the sky.

That piece of sky seemed to be exploding, the chaotic mist surged, and a big purple palm appeared, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and directly attacked the fist of the Great Han Emperor!

boom!
A shocking scene appeared.

The Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty, who had stood at the top of the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years, flew out under Yan Luo's palm!

Countless monks stared wide-eyed, watching this scene in disbelief.

The great emperor of the Han Dynasty who shocked the world of comprehension, and the unrivaled powerhouse standing at the end of the road of cultivation, was no match for Yama's two moves.

In the inner city, on the roof of the Star Reaching Building.

"how come?"

Gu Shen rubbed his eyes, suspecting that the scene he saw just now was an illusion.

An imposing world-class powerhouse failed to hold up two moves in Yan Luo's hands, so how strong should Yan Luo be?
"senior."

Gu Shen opened his mouth to call, but did not hear the red vertical eyes responding.

"senior."

Gu Shen yelled again, only to hear the sound of red vertical eyes, it was also startled by the fight between Yan Luo and the Emperor of Han just now.

"Impossible!" There was a trill in the red vertical eye's voice.

Gu Shen was startled, and said, "Senior, what's impossible?"

Red vertical eyes said: "In ancient times, the rules of the world have changed greatly. The unrivaled powerhouse is already the strongest. It is impossible for the most powerful man to appear again! Absolutely impossible!"

"The strongest?"

Gu Shen gasped, his face turned pale, and he looked at Yan Luo. He could easily defeat a world-class powerhouse like the Great Han Emperor. Could it be that Yan Luo of the Underworld is really the strongest?
In the west area of ​​the outer city, Jinyang Holy Land is stationed.

The Supreme Elder of Jinyang Holy Land ordered all the elders and disciples to gather in one courtyard to resist the bloody waves together.

While resisting the huge bloody waves, everyone is also paying attention to the battle in the sky. After all, this battle is the most critical. If you win, you can live, and if you lose, you will die.

And everyone is confident, after all, they are the two most powerful men in the world, no matter how strong the Lord of the Underworld is, how can he resist the two world-class powerhouses.

But after Yan Luo defeated the emperor with two moves, everyone seemed to have fallen into the ice cellar, and the whole body, from the inside to the outside, was completely cold.

"My God!"

"How is it possible? He defeated the Emperor of Han with two moves?"

"Hiss, it's over."

"The underworld Yan Luo is the lower realm of immortals."

"Dead dead."

The elder Taishang looked at Yan Luo under the blood-colored sky, and the big Han emperor who flew out, his gray beard was trembling slightly.

To be able to defeat the Great Han Emperor with two moves. What kind of power is this?
He couldn't help but think of the legend about the strongest man in ancient times.

"How can there be such a person in this world?"

"If he has really reached the level of the strongest in ancient times, we will really die here today."

In the eastern part of the outer city, in a mansion near the inner east gate.

This is the residence of Chen Ye, the envoy of the Holy City.

In a courtyard in the mansion.

Chen Yong sat on the ponytail, his tall physique seemed a bit out of place with the ponytail below.

On the side, Chen Ye looked up at the fight under the bloody sky.

She has no cultivation level, but after the battle of gods, the holy city did not take away part of her power, so she can clearly see the battle in the sky.

"oops."

Seeing that the emperor of the Han Dynasty was sent flying by Yan Luo with two moves, Chen Ye's face was pale and worried. She looked back and saw that her father was sitting on the ponytail and reading a scroll of wooden slips.

"Father, what time has it been? You can still read books. Your self-cultivation is really high." Chen Ye said a little depressed.

The contemporary Confucian saint raised his head, looked at his only daughter and said with a smile, "I want to see more as a father, but I may not have the chance in the future. I need to see more of my silly daughter."

Chen Ye couldn't laugh or cry: "Father, Zen Master Benming hasn't made a move yet, and there are seniors from Shengcheng, so they may not lose."

Chen Yong smiled, put away the wooden slips in his hand, and said, "Ye'er, come, help me draw a picture for my father."

Chen Ye is a talented woman who is famous all over Yujing. Apart from reading ancient and modern classics, she is also good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Chen Ye said helplessly: "Father, now is the time of life and death, why do you still want to paint?"

Chen Yong said with a smile: "Come on, draw a figure painting for Father Wei, um, that's it, let's draw."

Chen Yong moved the ponytail, walked to the side of the willow tree and sat down, leaning his back against the trunk.

Chen Ye took out the paper and started to draw.

"No, no, you have to watch my drawing more carefully."

"Father, is it still necessary to look at your portrait? I know you too well."

"That won't work, Ye'er, I have to watch the painting for my father."

"Father, are you hiding something from me?"

Under the bloody sky.

Countless pairs of eyes are paying attention to this place, and their hearts are suspended.

"Ben Ming, it's your turn."

Yan Luo looked at Zen Master Benming and said with a smile.

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Benming clasped his palms together, recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then took a step forward. The ordinary monk, at this moment, was swept away in all directions by a powerful aura.

He is a merciful Buddhist monk, but he is also a world-class powerhouse at the end of the road of practice.

Facing the mysterious Yan Luo, Zen Master Benming looked calm and fearless.

Yan Luo stood there very quietly, waiting for Zen Master Benming to make a move.He was not in a hurry, the longer the time dragged on, the stronger the power of the Great Immortal Formation would be, and the more beneficial it would be to him.

Zen Master Benming's body bloomed with golden Buddha light, like the indestructible golden body of Buddha. He slowly raised his left hand. When he moved, the sky was full of wind and clouds, and the rich blood red was stirred.

When the situation was changing, a huge golden palm made of talisman culture emerged, which seemed to be as big as half the holy city, and accompanied by rumbling thunder, it suppressed Yama.

This is Daleiyin Temple Zhenzong's stunt "Tathagata God's Palm"! (end of this chapter)