Chapter 237 Counterattack (I) "Plop!"

A dry corpse with no vital signs fell into the sea, splashing several layers of waves, as Situ Feng fell into the sea, the lives of more than a hundred Qingyang League monks were terminated, this was a bloody battle, Wu Heng killed hundreds of people in an hour, and Xuehua finally struck, she took advantage of the power of the imperial soldiers, and her fingers popped out a beam of light, ending Situ Feng who was fleeing defenselessly.

That beam of light was very mysterious, faintly carrying a sense of imperial might, Situ Feng didn't have time to react at all, he was pierced through the back of his head, and the Yuan Shen was shattered and died, sinking into the sea.

Hundreds of monks of the Qingyang League were all killed, and the last person, Situ Feng, died tragically in front of Liu Pinggong, and only his body rushed out of the Demon Temple.

"Boy, I want you not to die!" Liu Pinggong gritted his teeth, his voice was very gloomy, his eyes were even more fierce, exuding a shuddering aura, hundreds of monks of the Qingyang League were killed by Wu Heng, and Situ Feng died in front of him, which was completely equivalent to a slap in his old face, and also a loud slap in the face of the Qingyang League.

Hundreds of Qingyang League monks were slaughtered, and when the news spread, I am afraid that even the leader of the Qingyang League will be angry.

"Hmph, it's not too late for you to rush into the Demon Sanctuary first and then say something big. Wu Heng's indifferent voice came from inside the hall, and there was a faint disdain.

"You ......" The corners of Liu Pinggong's eyes twitched, obviously he was not lightly angry, and a small Xuan-rank Three Realms cultivator dared to disdain himself so much, it was like another resounding slap in the face.

"A monk of the Three Realms of the Xuan Rank still has such an indifferent spirit in the face of a strong person, it is really terrifying. An old monk who was watching the battle was all amazed by Wu Heng's performance, this boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old was too calm, and had a strong killing aura, obviously he had experienced countless life and death battles in exchange.

This is a true monk, a martial cultivator who survived with a pool of blood.

Suddenly, Liu Pinggong made a move, his right hand condensed the essence element, turned into a huge five-finger handprint, and hit the Demon Temple, and this was his full blow, it seems that Wu Heng completely angered Liu Pinggong, he is a high-ranking elder in the Qingyang League, who dares to despise him, and now he is disdained by Wu Heng, a little monk, how can Liu Pingping not be angry?

"Boom!"

The incomparably strong aura filled the radius of dozens of miles, and all the monks did not dare to take a breath, this is a psychic powerhouse, who can tear mountains and devour mountains and rivers with a snap of his fingers, and the strong man in the realm of the gods is very terrifying, and any one of the primordial gods can kill the psychic monk in seconds.

The huge five-finger handprint was shot out in an instant, bombarding the gate of the Demon Temple, for a strong person like Liu Pinggong, killing a monk of the Three Realms of the Xuan Rank was as simple as pinching an ant to death.

The terrifying aura spread throughout Crescent Island, everyone was trembling, that energy fluctuation was too powerful, it was like a god, it was terrifying, this is the powerhouse of Tongtian Realm, cultivating to Tongtian, you can borrow the power of heaven and earth with your hand.

"Bang!"

The five-fingered handprint bombarded the gate of the Demon Temple, and at this moment, it seemed that the whole world trembled, and people only felt that the ground was shaking, and the powerful man was too terrifying, incredibly powerful. However, as soon as the five-fingered handprint ran into the internal incident of the Demon Temple, a series of red fonts were suspended above the gate, and the red color was unusually bright, with the power of a saint, which directly dissolved Liu Pinggong's five-finger handprint.

"What? My attack was actually defused by these few red fonts?" Liu Pinggong's face was full of surprise, he cultivated to the sky, how could a few small red fonts block his attack.

At this time, Wu Heng's sneer came from the Demon Temple, "Hahahaha, except for the people of the Demon Race, the Demon Temple, the monks of the foreign race and the people of the Dragon Realm or above are forbidden to enter, I can't imagine that the enemy who killed your grandson is close at hand, but you can't take revenge!"

Don't look at Wu Heng seems to be smiling very proudly, in fact, his face is very pale at the moment, after the essence is exhausted, he was hit by Liu Pinggong's thunderous sound, if it weren't for his strong body, I'm afraid he would have fainted long ago.

His purple clothes were dyed red and blood-red, and his long hair fluttered, like a god and demon standing there, with an incomparably cold aura on his body, which was a murderous aura that spread out of his bones.

"Fortunately, the Demon Clan Temple has such a layer of restrictions, otherwise it would be difficult for me and Wu Heng to save our lives. Xuehua was a little embarrassed at this time, with her current cultivation, even if she held the imperial soldiers, it would be difficult to compete with Liu Pinggong!

"Hmph, even if this palace has an ancient prohibition, I, Liu Pinggong, will smash it!" Liu Pinggong was furious, raising his aura to an extremely terrifying situation, the vast sea seemed to be not as strong as his essence power, this is a strength that can be confronted with nature, an unparalleled momentum!

"Boom!"

Liu Pinggong shot again, he slapped his big hand again and again, bombarding the magnificent and boundless palace in front of him, he didn't believe that a few small red fonts could keep his generation of strong people outside.

Every time he made a move, the entire mountains, rivers and the sea seemed to be about to be cracked, and the small crescent island had faint signs of splitting, Liu Pinggong was too strong, and every time he attacked, he had the supreme power to sink the mountains and seas, and the earth under his feet also cracked.

Those who stayed on the beach to cultivate couldn't help but turn pale, overwhelmed by the power of this powerful essence element.

"Bang!"

The palm of the hand bombarded the palace, making a violent sound, the ground shook the mountain, the waves rolled, the waves were magnificent, and the waves stirred up thousands of huge waves.

However, a section of red font suspended in front of the black door did not move, floating and sinking, blocking Liu Pinggong's attack from the door, this was the palace cast by a great saint lord of the demon clan back then, even if the holy lord had fallen, but the wisp of divine consciousness left behind was this paragraph of red characters, and a wisp of divine consciousness was enough to deal with a big man like Liu Pinggong.

Wu Heng couldn't believe it, what kind of powerful ability did that demon ancestor have back then, and a wisp of divine consciousness left over for 10,000 years could still stop an old monster like Liu Pinggong who had cultivated to the sky!

At this time, Xuehua was already standing beside Wu Heng, and she said: "The Demon Holy Lord who lived in this palace back then was definitely a top powerhouse, and even his cultivation was probably not in the Tongtian realm......"

"Above the realm of Tongtian, what realm is it?" Wu Heng asked curiously.

"Ten thousand years ago, in fact, the strong man of Tongtian was not the most powerful existence, above Tongtian was a very ethereal realm, called Fengshen ......" Xuehua's tone was very serious, the powerhouse of this realm of Fengshen was very ethereal, just in the era when the martial arts cultivation world was very strong, she had never seen a strong person at the level of Fengshen!"

"Fengshen - just from the word Fengshen, you can hear the strength of this realm, the monk of Fengshen should be a god-like existence, will the Xiling Emperor 10,000 years ago be a generation of god-sealing powerhouses?" Wu Heng remembered the picture when he was practicing the Holy Sword Technique in the Wu family at this time, and the nine-page book of heaven was incarnated by a wisp of the body of the Xiling Emperor.

It's a pity that there are a total of twelve pages of the Holy Sword Technique, and the last three pages have been torn off, I don't know where they were lost, leaving only the first nine pages, if you can make up the twelve pages of the Holy Sword Technique, that Heavenly Book is completely an ancient holy soldier!

"Boom, boom!"

Outside the Demon Temple, Liu Pinggong's methods were very strong, constantly bombarding this palace that had only emerged after sinking into the sea for thousands of years.

However, a red font, ups and downs, strong and dazzling, no matter how Liu Pinggong attacks, it can always be resolved!

"I, Liu Pinggong, am a generation of strong people who have passed through the sky, and I don't believe that a ban that has been left for thousands of years cannot be broken!" Liu Pinggong shouted, and an incomparably majestic essence qi immediately emerged in the sea of qi, which was vast and terrifying, and the residents of the entire Crescent Island were surrendered by this breath, and couldn't help but bow and worship.

The powerhouses of the Tongtian Realm, in the eyes of mortals, are god-like existences, and they can wipe out the entire island with a single slap.

"Old man, don't you give up, with your little strength, you can't crack the wisp of divine thought left by this demon predecessor back then, you are like scum in front of his divine thoughts. Wu Heng's cold voice came from the hall again, he wanted to provoke Liu Pinggong and make this powerhouse of the Divine Realm lose his mind.

Liu Pinggong's expression was very cold, a little monk of the Xuan-rank Three Realms provoked himself so much, but he didn't have the ability to go and kill, he really lost the face of the powerhouse of the Tongtian Realm, his tone was gloomy, exuding a monstrous terrifying killing intent, "This is the ...... you forced me"

"What if I force you, what can you do with me?" Although Wu Heng's face was very pale, he still made a provocative voice.

"This kid is really not afraid of death, and he dares to openly provoke a strong man in the realm of Tongtian. The monks in the Demon Sanctuary were all embarrassed.

"A monk who dares to slaughter hundreds of people in the Qingyang League is definitely a bold person, now that Liu Pinggong can't enter the hall, why is he afraid?" Someone spoke, saying that he was actually enthusiastic, if he had the ability to challenge and kill hundreds of Qingyang League monks, this would definitely be a good story.

"Boy, you are very arrogant, but don't forget, the monks of the Tongtian Realm are not something you can compete with. Liu Pinggong's words are like ice, which makes people's hearts tremble, his face is very hideous, obviously he hates Wu Heng to the bone!

"Poof. ”

Suddenly, Liu Pinggong spit out a mouthful of Yuan Shen essence blood, but he was laughing, "Exchange my ten years of cultivation for your life, and you can be regarded as a well-deserved death." ”

"What? A generation of Tongtian Realm powerhouses actually spent ten years of cultivation to kill a monk of the Xuan-Rank Three Realms?" Everyone was extremely surprised, this was definitely an unprecedented battle, the old monster of the Tongtian Realm wanted to kill the monk of the Xuan-Rank Three Realms and actually did not hesitate to spend ten years of cultivation.

"Now Liu Pinggong is going to play really, it took ten years of cultivation to condense into an attack, I'm afraid that the entire island will be bombarded by the aftermath!" Many people began to be afraid, and they flew out of the Crescent Island with a magic weapon.

"Hmph, I know very well that even if I spend ten years of cultivation, I may not be able to break this layer of prohibition, but my divine mind attack can penetrate this layer of prohibition ......" Liu Pinggong said with absolute confidence in his tone, he spent ten years of cultivation to condense into an attack, even if this prohibition is strong, it can't be stopped!

The divine thought attack of a Tongtian Realm monk was enough to kill a psychic powerhouse in an instant, and Wu Heng was absolutely difficult to resist.

"Liu Pinggong, this guy is really crazy, he doesn't hesitate to spend ten years of cultivation to kill Wu Heng. Ouyang Xi's face was very solemn, he was not sure to resist this kind of peerless powerhouse's divine attack with divine thoughts.

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(I'm drunk, I'm sorry, my head is groggy, I'll change it today, I'll make it up tomorrow, and I'll do what I say!)