Emo's gaze lingered on the dark vortex for a moment, and then retracted, although there were almost endless monsters underneath, it was not dead and lifeless to enter it, and there was still a glimmer of life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Later, if you really can't stop the old Qingcheng road in the sky, there is no other way, and you can only take this road that is barely considered a dead end.

At this moment, the Thunder Giant Palm that covered the sky and the sun began to slowly press downward, and the roar between the heavens and the earth continued, just like the explosion of ten thousand thunders, and the space under the Thunder Giant Palm seemed to be under endless pressure, gradually becoming blurred and distorted.

Like a smooth mirror, countless hideous spatial cracks appeared in the "click", and the air pressure condensed like a substance spread out to the bottom and around, and the entire earth suddenly sank, and the feet sank about dozens of zhang.

And the scattered air pressure overflowed, blowing across the earth and mountains, flying between the sand and rocks, pulling out the mountains and destroying the mountains, and the whole earth was scraped by it with a thick layer, forming a vast and endless sinkhole!

Before the giant palm arrived, everyone was already overwhelmed, and there was a faint restraining force around them, as if under this palm, they could only sit and wait for death.

"Slash!"

Yamamoto's eyes widened angrily, and with a deep sigh, the samurai-like god raised the long knife transformed by thunder in his hand and swung it upward.

Thousands of thunderbolts flew out, turning into a thunderbolt dragon thousands of feet in size, shaking its head and tail, roaring and soaring into the air.

Moses stood in the air, a flash of fierceness in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to point to the figure in the sky.

The Shadow of Death also raised the black scythe in his hand and slashed upward, and the unjust spirits attached to the black scythe flew out, roaring and roaring, wrapped in endless death power, turning into a river of death that went upstream.

In the River Styx, the air of death is thick, and the souls of grievances are up and down......

Those monsters who kept rushing out of the dark whirlpool and flying out also felt the threat of death from the falling thunder giant palm, so they did not attack the surrounding people in chaos, but gathered together, shared the hatred with everyone, and launched an attack on the thunder giant palm.

Evil light, demonic energy, and all kinds of attacks fill the heavens and the earth.

"Don't be stupid, hurry up!" Yamamoto Wendao turned around and looked at the people of the Yamamoto clan who were stunned, and couldn't help but shout in annoyance, and at the same time his eyes swept over the people around him who had not yet made a move, the meaning was obvious.

When the people of the Yamamoto clan heard this, they also retracted their minds from the shock brought by the majestic power of the Thunder Giant Palm, and responded intermittently, and then they shot one after another, either summoning the god or casting a spell.

"Now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, don't keep your hands, do your best, so that you can add a few more chances to save your life!"

Wu Yifan's face was very solemn, and after greeting the four people around him, the colorful glow of his eyebrows flickered endlessly, and he saw the five natal and five elements runes flying out, circulating, and the Dao Caixia connected each other, and the five elements were born together, and they continued to turn into the power of the five elements.

With a flip of his right hand, Wu Yifan once again took out a seal with a whole body of turquoise and a five-poison relief engraved on it, which was the five-poison seal in the hands of the former five-poison master!

With a pinch of the seal, the power of the five elements transformed by the five elements runes was poured into the five poison seal seals like money, the bottom of the seal was facing the sky, the faint green light was scattered, and the light seal of the word "poison" was dozens of zhang in size.

Although the power of the five elements to urge the five poisons to seal the heavens is incompatible with the magic weapon, and the power is reduced, but with the continuous power of the five elements as the source, the power should not be underestimated.

On the other side, Zilian's six gorgeous fox tails swayed and rose, and at the same time took out the water and fire and left the fan, and Emo looked around, and saw that almost everyone had made a move, so he no longer kept his hand.

Hands raised, dark and dark storm condensed between Emo's palms, hands raised, the doomsday wind disaster swept out, turned into two storms of more than 100 zhang in size, intertwined with each other, like two drills, blasted towards the falling thunder giant palm in the sky.

The next moment, the slowly falling giant palm collided with thousands of attacks.

The terrifying air pressure ripples instantly stirred and dispersed, shaking the floating clouds within a radius of hundreds of thousands of zhang into debris in the sky, scattering in all directions.

In today's H city, as long as you have eyes and are not blind, you can clearly see the giant palms that slowly fall in the sky in the distance, all of them are sluggish, on the road, the traffic is stagnant, and pedestrians have stopped to look up.

That thunderous giant palm was like a divine punishment hand descended from the gods in the sky, shocking people's hearts.

The Thunder Giant Palm was hit by many attacks at the same time, and the momentum of its fall was slightly stagnant, and the electric light sputtered, and after a stalemate for several breaths, it still couldn't resist after all.

The thunder dragon of thousands of zhang size hissed, its body cracked, shattered and dissipated, and the endless souls in the Death River Styx disappeared and annihilated under the bombardment of the divine thunder bursting from the Thunder Giant Palm, and the Styx, where the power of death was condensed, suddenly dissipated.

The rest of the attacks landed on the thunderous giant palm, more like scattered fireworks, crushed by it effortlessly.

There was nothing to do, just to block the time of their breaths, and their attack would be so vulnerable.

Under the full blow, it turned out to be such a result, and most of the people present couldn't help but be disheartened and feel desperate when they saw this.

The Thunder Giant Palm continued to fall, and the Death God Demon Shadow and the Samurai God raised the scythe and the Thunder Knife in their hands, and the horizontal sky temporarily resisted the falling Thunder Giant Palm.

Now is the time!

As the Grim Reaper Demon Shadow and the Samurai-style God resisted the Thunder Giant Palm, Ermerdon felt the pressure around him drop sharply, and without the slightest hesitation, he didn't even say hello, he turned around directly, and faced the monsters that kept flying out, turning into a dark streamer and heading towards the dark whirlpool below.

Although there are endless monsters under the dark whirlpool, it is undoubtedly much better than the unstoppable thunder giant palm, and there may be a glimmer of life if you escape into it.

As for the samurai-style god and the god of death, although the shadow can block the thunder giant palm for a while, it will definitely not last long, and if you don't leave at this time, you can only wait to sit and wait to die.

Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw the figure of Emo turning down, Wu Yifan also understood what he meant, gritted his teeth, and also turned around to follow.

The others are not stupid, after seeing the terrifying power of the Thunder Giant Palm again, they have no heart to resist, and even a little desperate.

Beneath this dark whirlpool, although it is also unpredictable, it is at least much better than staying on it and obediently dying.

Without hesitation, the sound of the road breaking through the air sounded, and they flew back and forth in the dark whirlpool.

Qing Xuanzi also sensed everyone's intentions, especially when he noticed that Yamamoto Wendao left behind the gradually declining samurai-style god and flew towards the dark whirlpool, the corners of his mouth lifted a mocking smile.

Want to go? Gone?

Qing Xuanzi turned one hand downwards and clenched it, and then the five fingers of the thunder giant palm that were originally five fingers open were clasped inward, and the terrifying power directly turned the space under the palm into a solid cage.

Yamamoto Wendao was also trapped in this invisible cage, and he could only watch as the thunder giant palm slowly clenched.

Is the 400 years of suffering and waiting just like this, and in the end, it is also empty to wait for a moment of joy?

Is the gap between true immortals and Xuan immortals really so big?

It's really unwilling, it was planted in his hands four hundred years ago, and it is still four hundred years later, but this time, there is room for even turning over...... Not anymore.

The thunder giant palm that slowly clenched covered Yamamoto Tattoo's face full of despair, like pinching an ant, crushing the samurai-style god and the god of death and the demon shadow, as well as the people and even monsters who had no time to escape.

The screams that rang out one after another were drowned out by the roar of thunder and lightning.

With a long breath, Qing Xuanzi looked at the dark whirlpool below, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, although Yamamoto Wendao died, the rest of the people could not let go.

The clenched thunder giant palm turned into a fist and struck downward, and in the sound of "click", the space was completely shattered......