Chapter 794 is over, the deity is lacking (ask for subscription, reward)

Physical cultivation is not like spiritual cultivation.

They rely on the flesh, and every physical injury, or serious injury, is a serious matter for them.

Sometimes, they would rather suffer some internal injuries than physical damage!

It's just that the physical body of the body is damaged and it is difficult to recover.

Not only is the photoperiod long, but after recovery, it will also leave hidden dangers.

"You, you, actually ruined the hand of the immortal!"

Liang Ba Shangxian was in mid-air, the muscles on his face twitched, his expression was fierce and resentful, and he held the big knife in his left hand instead, pointed directly at Gu Bei, and scolded angrily.

The bare right hand disappeared with the wrist, and the end made people feel terrifying.

But Gu Bei didn't quarrel with Liang Ba at all, raised his right arm, and slapped it.

Liang Ba was extremely angry, waved the big knife in his left hand, and slashed towards Gu Bei in annoyance: "Ah, this immortal is going to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

Gu Bei inflicted irreparable trauma on him, and Liang Ba was angry, his emotions were already out of control, and he only thought about it: kill this guy and let him destroy the right hand of this seat, and he must be broken into pieces.

Excessively annoyed, making people lose control of their emotions, Liang Ba yelled and slashed at Gu Bei.

And Gu Bei's slap, as if it was the hardest thing in the world, was cast, and he simply ignored the knife qi containing immortal power, and slapped it, not only did the knife qi collapse, but even Liang Ba's guy was slapped with his feet into the hard dirt and rocks.

But the Tyrant Body Immortal Technique, which had been cultivated for two thousand years, was destroyed like this, Liang Ba was in a state of unease, and the big knife was waved, regardless of whether it could hurt Gu Bei or not, and he slashed it again.

He also roared with a hideous expression: "Kill you, ah, this seat must kill you!"

It's like crazy.

However, Gu Bei was not polite, and slapped down one slap after another.

In the blink of an eye, the fairy clothes around Liang Ba's body were all shattered, his hair was scattered, and the blood at the corners of his mouth was gurgling out, but his eyes were red, like crazy, he raised his left hand with difficulty, and shouted weakly: "I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces, I'm going to kill you Lingchi~"

The cultivators around them couldn't bear to look at it directly when they saw this scene.

He even reached out and covered his eyes.

Nima, a mortal in the dignified immortal realm, was actually beaten by a nether realm cultivator like a gopher.

Most of their bodies were smashed under the ground.

This is special, the face of the immortal has already fallen to the ground. No, it's lower than the ground.

There are even cultivators who secretly think in their hearts: If Lao Tzu can get out alive this time, who will not want to say how noble the immortals in the sky are in front of Lao Tzu in the future?!

Lao Tzu especially looks down on the immortals in the sky!

Lu Yao, who was kneeling on the ground, had his eyes sudden, what about the dignity and majesty of the immortals, was it trampled on like this?

However, he really didn't dare to resist!

This guy is terrifying.

"Made, if you have a kind of kill Lao Tzu!" Liang Ba, who was most of his body on the ground, exposed his upper body and one arm, and his head, roared violently.

In the dispersion of his head, he could see the blood mist on his face, and there was no clarity in his eyes, only madness and hysteria.

Gu Bei didn't bother to take another look, or even bother to say a word, he just raised his right hand mechanically and slapped it again.

The crowd was already exclaiming, covering their eyes with their hands.

But there was no longer a figure of Liang Ba Shangxian at the scene, only a head with a cloak and a bloody face, left on the ground, full of unwillingness and resentment.

Blood gushed out of Liang Ba Shangxian's mouth, and Liang Ba Shangxian was speechless.

At this time, Gu Beicai clapped his hands indifferently.

The Eight Great Immortals, in the blink of an eye, all became prisoners.

There was even one who was pinched and exploded by Gu Bei, leaving only the immortal core and soul and escaping.

Another was beaten and only one head was left outside.

The other was on his knees, prostrate, and did not dare to raise his head at all.

The remaining four are still pressed under the abyss by the immortal treasure "Flying Immortal Palace", and they haven't been able to come out yet.

Gu Bei clapped his hands, knocked off the dust on his hands, his expression was always indifferent, he reached out and took out a Moluo fruit, threw it into his mouth, took out the wine jug again, and poured it twice, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

There was silence at the scene, no matter whether it was friend or foe, no matter which force or which immortal, no one dared to make a move, just stood like this, motionless, as if waiting for fate to come.

Whether it is life or death, it is completely involuntary.

The impatience on Gu Bei's face gradually rose, and he felt a little bored after all.

He is tired of fighting and killing, so he wants to live in peace for a while, and even sometimes thinks about whether he can raise a pet puppy with Lotte Yi and walk the dog when he is fine.

But there are always guys who don't open their eyes, and they come to give people their heads when they are bored.

Today's killing has been going on for several hours, and Gu Bei is a little annoyed.

Raising his head, the vicissitudes of life and deep eyes went down to the sky, and the extremely indifferent voice came out: "The deity is tired, don't come to provoke the deity again." I'm really tired~~"

After these few words came out, Gu Bei's whole person seemed to be like an old man in the twilight, dying of old age, and his vitality, qi and blood were almost inaudible.

"Of the eight immortals, the deity let go of one, and the remaining seven. Then, let these seven so-called immortals end their lives here, and this matter will come to an end!"

Gu Bei lazily stretched out his hand and sank into the abyss of the Flying Immortal Palace, overflowing with light and gradually shrinking.

In the blink of an eye, it returned to Gu Bei's hands and became a palace model the size of a Rubik's cube.

No one believed that the palace cube in Gu Bei's hand was the symbol of the Flying Immortal Palace, the greatest strength of the Flying Immortal Continent, the immortal treasure of the Flying Immortal Palace.

The four immortals, including the Xingkui Witch God, crawled out of the abyss, all in a state of embarrassment.

Seeing Lu Yao kneeling on the ground, as well as Liang Ba, the two immortals who were beaten under the ground and only had one head left, and the breath of another immortal with a strong immortal power lingering in this space.

The four Xingkui Witch Gods looked at each other one by one, hateful but did not dare to make any moves, they could only look at Gu Bei with a vigilant face, looking at the young man in green shirts who was not tall and cultivated to the realm of Jindan.

"It's over!"

Gu Bei slowly raised his hand, and this time, his palm became incomparably wide, and as if it had really collapsed, he slapped it towards the remaining seven immortals.

"The seven of them have no power to resist, why should Daoyou create and kill again?!" Just when Gu Bei's huge palms were about to fall, an ethereal and pleasant voice came from the sky, the sound was like the sound of Buddha, which made people bathe in it and make people feel calm, "Daoyou might as well let them go, and it can be regarded as the virtue of a good life in heaven!!"

(End of chapter)