Cover the sky with one hand!

The sky really fell from the palm of a hand, so huge that it was unimaginable, covering the sky and the sun, as if at that moment, not only this back garden, but even the entire house, the long street outside, and even the nearby large area of Xiancheng City, all of a sudden darkened.

It was as if the wrath of the gods in the heavens, with its merciless and unrivaled power, descended from the sky and suppressed everything.

The dark shadow that rose from the back garden suddenly lost all escape paths, and faced only boundless darkness.

And on the ground, all the masters of the Floating Cloud Division who reacted at the first time, ready to fly up and intercept the escaping black shadow, also paused at this moment, looking up at the sky with awe on their faces.

That tall and burly figure like a god, I don't know when, has stood on the top of the sky, on the top of the clouds, looking down on the world, high above.

The black shadow that originally rose to the sky with a trace of despair and madness in the last fight, fell into a dilemma of not being able to advance or retreat, there was no way to go to the sky, there was no way to go down, and in the final despair, he let out a long roar, and hit the giant palm light and shadow that fell into the sky with all his strength.

The wind and clouds suddenly became urgent, the wind roared from all directions, the dark clouds rolled in the sky, there was a thunderclap, and a lightning bolt that tore through the sky appeared between the fingers of the giant palm, like a long white snake that kept swimming, swimming in the giant palm, and then showed a hideous and contemptuous smile at the black shadow that was rushing.

In an instant, the lightning was magnificent, the heavens and the earth were quiet, and the huge palm slammed down, carrying the rolling wind and thunder, and slapped on the black shadow that rose to the sky.

I only heard a roar, and there seemed to be a wave of air in mid-air that burst out like a wave in an instant, and suddenly rushed away like a huge wave in all directions, and the giant palm was slightly raised, pausing in mid-air.

And the black shadow under the shadow of the giant palm, as if it had been hit hard, the whole body flew back upside down, its momentum was like a falling rock in the air, and it flew out diagonally faster and faster, and in a few moments, it smashed back to the ground with a loud bang, and then there was a small noise.

The black shadow couldn't control the momentum at all, and rolled and crashed on the ground, breaking through three or four rooms in a row, and even scratching a deep mark on the ground.

If you are an ordinary person, you are afraid that you will already be broken bones just this time, but the reality is of course not so. However, under such a powerful and terrifying giant palm, no matter how high the black shadow path was, it was instantly defeated by all the resistance and fell into that messy ruin, never to get up again.

The masters of the Fuyun Division, who were originally in that back garden house, rushed over one after another, and within a few clicks, they surrounded the black shadow, and all kinds of dazzling means were added, suppressing the person so much that he couldn't move at all.

So the overall situation has been decided, this last thief has finally been caught, everyone in the Fuyun Division present showed an excited smile, and more people looked up at the sky, looking at the figure that was high up like a god, with a look of admiration on their faces.

The bald burly man above the clouds, his expression at the moment was not shocked, he just glanced at the busy situation underground, and then slowly raised his eyes and looked at the sky farther away, frowning slightly, as if thinking about something.

On the ground, the blood warbler and Lu Chen, who were standing behind the crowd, did not rush up early to surround and interrogate the black shadow like others, but stood still with a subtle expression on their faces.

After a while, they seemed to glance at each other in unison, and then they didn't speak, just stood silently, and Lu Chen also frowned slightly.

This Black Shadow Dao is profound and powerful, and it is a formidable enemy to deal with, but if everyone's target is the ghost elder who has been fighting with Tianlan Zhenjun and Fuyun Si here in the Immortal City for decades, it seems to be a little weak.

Is this the only level that the Ghost Elder has?

Or is it that this time the treacherous and sinister old turtle is once again hiding in some dark corner and continues to do his evil deeds, and the battle between the Demon Cult and the Floating Cloud Division is still not over, and will continue so painfully......

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In the dungeon shrouded in the glow of a blood-red blood moon, Guyue Zhenjun walked out of the big house with an expressionless face. As he stood in the doorway, he paused, seemed to be aware of it, and raised his head to look up at the sky.

In his eyes was the strange blood moon that loomed in red light and shadow, but his gaze didn't seem to see the thing, but stayed on the blood moon for a moment before looking farther away.

Passing through the Blood Moon was a solid and deep layer of rock and earth, and beyond was the earthly ground, where it seemed like another world, and then there was a real layer of sky above it. The wind and clouds are flowing, and the people who are mighty are standing on the top of the nine heavens.

Gu Yue Zhenjun's face became a little complicated at this moment, he seemed to fall into deep thought, and then quietly sat down on the stone steps at this gate.

He was the only figure in the long, empty streets of the huge city, looking lonely and lonely.

The blood floated, spilling on his body and into the courtyard behind him. In the backyard separated by a wall, in the deep dry well, a shadow hidden in the deepest part of the darkness slowly moved.

He glanced up at the small well high up and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he seemed to hesitate, but at last he stood up, slapped his hands and feet against the hard wall of the well, and the whole person silently climbed up against the wall of the well.

There was no sound of the wind between the movement of the figure, there was no movement, and the black shadow quietly and slowly climbed to the mouth of the dry well.

The blood moon in mid-air sprinkled blood-red light, falling on the mouth of the well, and falling on him. The red light floated and floated, like waves in a sea of blood, enveloping his figure in light and shadow.

The black shadow let out a low sigh that seemed to be satisfied, took a deep breath of the air that even seemed to smell bloody, and then looked up at the blood moon in the sky, and slowly poked its head out.

In the red blood light, the face that poked out of the mouth of the well was a hideous mask, only two eye sockets were two hollows, and two dark red lights could be seen flickering inside.

Not far away, outside the door separated by a wall, Gu Yue Zhenjun also sat quietly like this, looking up, as if he didn't feel anything.

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In the small house on the long street of Xiancheng, the doors and windows were opened, and the iron kettle Zhenjun and Song Wenji stood in front of the window, completely watching the scene that happened in the sky just now.

When that giant palm smashed the black shadow in one fell swoop, the iron kettle Zhenjun frowned obviously, while Song Wenji, who was standing beside him, showed a complicated look on his face, and there was a trace of awe in the depths of his eyes. Perhaps that was the mood of every monk in the face of such a powerful power standing at the pinnacle of the human race cultivation world, and then, she showed a little worry again, and turned her head to look at the iron kettle Zhenjun.

Iron Kettle Zhenjun seemed to feel the worried eyes of the goddaughter beside him, and turned his head and smiled at her.

Song Wenji hesitated a little, but finally said in a low voice: "Father-in-law, Tianlan Zhenjun is ...... It's so strong. ”

The iron kettle Zhenjun was silent for a moment, and suddenly sneered, showing a look of arrogance on his face, and said: "It's not bad, but when it comes to a figure of this level such as me, who can't do this? That is, this person is frivolous in nature, deliberately demonstrating everyone in the world, and it is nothing more than that." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked, Song Wenji took one last look at the figure on the sky dome outside the house, a slight imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he hurriedly followed the iron kettle Zhenjun.