Chapter 437: Unrivaled Strength

The branches and vines continued to absorb the spiritual power of that Lingbo City Immortal Realm powerhouse, but it didn't take long for a sword gang to break out, and a branch to break. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info followed, and countless swords cut off all those vines and branches.

The surrounding trees had stopped growing, however, before the Limbo City powerhouse could breathe a sigh of relief, levitating in Heavenly Dao's hand, a chakra black rod, like an arrow offline, pierced into his body.

That Lingbo City powerhouse trembled all over, only to feel that the spiritual power in his body was disordered, like a wild horse on the loose, out of control.

Heavenly Dao didn't even move a moment to solve a powerhouse in the early stage of the Earth Immortal.

Heavenly Dao walked in front of the strong man of Lingbo City, indifferent reincarnation eyes, looking down at the strong man of the Earth Immortal Realm of Lingbo City, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, he couldn't hold it, and flew into the hands of Heavenly Dao.

"Seven kills?" Looking at the golden long sword in his hand, Heavenly Dao couldn't help but admire, this was a good and superb divine weapon. The sword intent was awe-inspiring, revealing a killing aura, no wonder he was able to break free from the shackles of the tree realm so quickly. On top of that, it has a decent name.

The Seven Kills Sword was obtained by that strong man of Limbo City in the Wild Domain. However, in the hands of Heavenly Dao, it turned into a little bit of white light and dissipated.

This incomprehensible scene made the strong man of Lingbo City tremble, and he could feel that he had lost contact with the Seven Killing Sword.

"Who the hell are you?" the Limbo City powerhouse couldn't help but ask as he stopped struggling to retreat. Although the powerhouses of the Earth Immortal Realm cherish their lives more, when they are really facing death, they will not show the ugliness of fear.

Even if they fall, they will choose a dignified fall, which is what every Earth Immortal Realm powerhouse has in common.

The reason why everyone who is about to be killed by the Heavenly Dao asks this question is because many of them are dying, and they don't know who they died at, and they are a little unclear.

Tiandao was still the same as always, and he had no intention of answering him. A chakra black rod extended from the palm of Heavenly Dao's hand and pierced the heart of that Limbo City powerhouse.

Solving the powerhouse of the Earth Immortal Realm in Lingbo City, Tiandao did not go to help Mo Lanlin, nor did he go to support Bai Suzhen, but looked into the distance.

Sensing Heavenly Dao's gaze, King Jin Cymbal only shuddered. As soon as I came here, I saw the Heavenly Dao cast the "Tree Realm Birth", and easily killed a strong man in the Earth Immortal Realm. King Jin Cymbal no longer has any thoughts of avenging his son, all he thinks about is how to survive.

Only by living can there be hope. Otherwise, everything is empty talk. King Jin Cymbal knew very well that the power of the Heavenly Dao was unmatchable to him.

"Want to go?" With the reincarnation eyes of the Heavenly Dao, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King hundreds of zhang away, every move was watched by him.

"Vientiane Heavenly Guidance!" Heavenly Dao raised his left hand.

"What?" King Jin Cymbal felt the breath of death, a strong gravitational pull came, and his body seemed to be bound, unable to break free, and could only passively fly towards the oasis in the river.

At this critical juncture, the Golden Cymbal Dharma King made a correct response, that is, the body of a centipede more than ten zhang long appeared. The huge body, because the distance was too far, actually broke free from the gravitational pull of the Heavenly Dao. But the power of the Heavenly Dao is more than that.

Tiandao was also a little surprised, but his reaction was not slow at all, and his hands quickly sealed, "Wood Dun Wood Dragon Technique!"

Two wooden dragons, which were also more than ten zhang long, flew out of the tree realm, and the target was the golden cymbal Dharma King who appeared in his body.

The Golden Cymbal Dharma King flies in the sky with a huge body, how can it be compared with the wooden dragon of the Heavenly Dao, flying in the air, it can be said that the wooden dragon is born with talent. It was only a few breaths before the two wooden dragons caught up with the Golden Cymbal King.

The Golden Cymbal King had an extremely hard shell comparable to a defensive spirit treasure, and the wooden dragon could not break through his defenses. However, the damage inflicted by the Golden Cymbal Dharma King on the wooden dragon was restored in a few breaths. And the strongest point of the wooden dragon is to devour spiritual power and demon power.

The two wooden dragons were intertwined with each other, wrapped around the body of the Golden Cymbal. Not only does it make the Golden Cymbal King unable to fly, but it also constantly devours the demonic power of the Golden Cymbal King.

The golden cymbal and the two wooden dragons fell into the river, constantly stirring the river, causing the river to continue to pour to both sides.

On this night, the secular mortals on both sides of the Qiantang River undoubtedly suffered the greatest disaster in hundreds of years. The flood of the Qiantang River flooded and washed away countless houses and farmland, and many innocent secular mortals also lost their lives in the flood.

This is the battle between the powerhouse of the Earth Immortal Realm and the Demon Saint, even if there are immortal cultivators of the Xuanmen and the Buddha Gate in the city, they can only be afraid and dare not approach at all.

In just a stick of incense, the golden cymbal Dharma King's river-like demonic power was all devoured by the wooden dragon. In the place where the golden cymbal fell into the water, a dense forest of more than ten zhang grows.

If the Golden Cymbal Dharma King does not show the centipede itself, he may be able to hold on for a little longer. Now, he didn't even see the appearance of Heavenly Dao, and he was already dead.

At this point, in less than a quarter of an hour, Heavenly Dao had already obtained 120,000 points.

In the Tree Realm, Mo Lanlin's battle with that Thunder Yin Temple powerhouse also came to an end. In addition to Shushan, the sword techniques and spells of immortal cultivators are very familiar with each other, and as long as they are familiar with the ability, they will either be able to quickly distinguish the winner or loser in the battle, or they will stalemate for a long time. The abilities of Heavenly Dao and Mo Lanlin were very unfamiliar to the immortal cultivators of this world.

Under the advantages of the other, from Ji Shaoyu, to the six doppelgangers, Mo Lanlin, and the people of the "Xiao" organization, every battle can be won quickly.

With white wings waving, Mo Lanlin, who has a beautiful appearance, is like a holy angel, with pieces of white paper fluttering around her. That powerhouse of the Thunder Yin Temple in the middle of the Earth Immortal Period couldn't get close to her at all.

"A Thousand Paper Needle Rain!" Mo Lanlin was in the form of "Paper Dance" at this time, and from the wings behind her, countless paper needles shot out, landing on the side of the strong man of the Lei Yin Temple, and at the moment of hitting the target, an explosion occurred.

"Admiralty Protector!" The golden bell condensed by spiritual power was not damaged in the slightest in the successive explosions.

After the golden bell disappeared, the figure of the strong man of the Leiyin Temple was gone.

"Prajna Palm!"

It turned out that in the initial explosion, the strong man of Leiyin Temple left a golden bell to protect people's eyes and ears, and he was injured desperately, and came behind Mo Lanlin with the Buddhist body method of "crossing the river with a reed", through the cover of the tree world.

The right hand of the strong man of the Lei Yin Temple was full of golden light, and there was a "swastika" in the palm of his hand, which hit Mo Lanlin's back with all his strength. (To be continued.) )