"Spread it out for me!"

Chang Qi volleyed in front of these two battleships, thought for a moment and then shouted, and suddenly there were tens of thousands of Soul Immortal Sect disciples on the two battleships behind him who turned into streamers and rushed out.

Tens of thousands of disciples surrounded the entire eight gates of the Immortal City.

And what they do...

There is only one piece.

That is to disperse their coercion and create an extremely powerful momentum, wanting to use this powerful momentum to create fear.

Because in Chang Qi's view, the only action that a weak monk can show in the face of strong coercion is 'trembling', and the only feeling he can experience is 'fear'.

It's a pity...

He ignored one point, that is, when a person has experienced despair, 'fear'?!Something that has long been non-existent, such as the immortal city cultivators at this moment, who have experienced the despair of the previous difficulty of refining the city, what is this kind of coercion? !

The hundreds of thousands of monks in the Immortal City all looked calm, looking up at the many Soul Immortal Sect Sect Cultivators in the Eight Gates Land, as if they were looking at idiots, their eyes were full of disdain.

"Waste. ”

Outside the beam gate, Yang Ping, who was standing on the main ship with his hands in his hands, looked at Chang Qi's stupid scene, and anger suddenly appeared on his face.

The reason why he asked Chang Qi to create 'fear' was to let the reverse cultivators in this immortal city inform the person who killed Zhu Tongming.

For Chang Qi, what he wants is credit, in his opinion, as long as he takes down this immortal city and exterminates all the reverse cultivators in this immortal city, then he has made meritorious service.

But for Yang Ping, what he has to do is to kill the person who is the 'first offender', so that he can explain this matter as if the main sect is the master, so that he can minimize his responsibility.

At this moment, Chang Qi found that the local monks in the city did not feel afraid at all, the corners of his eyes turned back slightly, and when he saw Yang Ping's cold eyes, the whole person couldn't help but be stunned and began to get nervous.

However...

Waste is waste, and this thing really can't think of any other way than to be nervous.

can only let the disciples of the Soul Immortal Sect disperse, and let these disciples continue to exude coercion, and there is no other way.

It's stupid, stupid and stupid.

Rumble!

At this time, an extremely powerful coercion appeared from Yang Ping's body, and as soon as this coercion appeared, it instantly covered up the coercion of the disciples of the Soul Immortal Sect who were scattered in the eight gates.

As soon as these disciples sensed the coercion of their sect master, they hurriedly withdrew them one by one, and they all looked respectfully in the direction of Yang Ping.

And at this moment, Chang Qi could only return to Yang Ping's back in a huff, and his old face was already red.

Yang Ping didn't pay attention to Chang Qi, just a pair of white eyebrows frowned slightly, looking at this immortal city, the coercion he exuded was condensed into a huge illusory palm above this immortal city at this moment.

This illusory huge palm is full of it

As soon as the illusory palm appeared, a strong wind fell towards the fairy city.

Countless houses were blown away.

Yang Ping's expression froze, and this illusory palm was approaching downward, getting closer and closer to the ground, and the howling wind was more and more raging and roaring, and the pavilions and palaces were all blown away like shredded paper!

Only those immortal city monks, all of them had unchanged expressions, looking up at the illusory palms that were constantly being forced down from the sky.

Dongfang Qing above Tongxian Pavilion is frowning at the moment, but it's just frowning...!

The illusory palm kept falling, and at this moment, it was only a hundred zhang away from the ground, and the strong wind continued to impact the fairy city.

"Sub-sect master, these reverse cultivators are all stubborn stones in the pit, I am afraid that they will not be able to succumb to it by coercion, it is better to let the subordinates go forward and kill them one by one. ”

Chang Qi, who was standing beside Yang Ping at this moment, said with a flattering look, but he didn't know... His words had already disgusted Yang Ping to the extreme.

There are stupid people in the world, but Yang Ping has never seen a stupid person with an elm head like Chang Qi, he is completely stupid to the extreme, and even Yang Ping is thinking, in the past twenty years... Why would he let such a person occupy the key position of the right envoy of the sect.

"Shut up!"

Yang Ping was already in a bad mood, and he drank it violently, which frightened Chang Qi all over, and after being stunned, he fell in a cold sweat: "Subordinates should be damned!

Taking a deep breath, Yang Ping continued to look in the direction of this immortal city.

"This sect wants to see how long this group of stubborn ants can hold out!"

Rumble!

As the illusory palm landed again, the void emitted an astonishing roar, almost bursting people's eardrums, and void cracks appeared around the illusory palm.

It is only fifty zhang away from the land of Immortal City at this moment.

With the coercive palm condensed by Yang Ping's quasi-saint middle grade, if it falls, the entire immortal city will be completely turned into ashes, and the people inside... Not a single one will live!

However, even so, the immortal city monks in this city still looked calm and looked at death as if they were at home!

And in the square in front of Tongxian Pavilion, Zhu Bajie lay lazily on the ground, glanced at the direction of Liangmen, and glanced at Yang Ping on the main battleship.

A pair of pig eyes are full of disdain and contempt.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Ping was also completely enraged, he had never been looked down upon like this, especially by these 'ants-native monks' in his eyes.

Even... By a pig lying on the ground basking in the moonlight!

Because they have the same belief in their hearts, it's a person... They were convinced that that person would appear!

However, at this moment, Yang Ping was furious, in the past, no matter where he went, the local monks were obediently kneeling on the ground to greet him, how could he be like the local monks in this city, one by one dared to ignore himself directly! This is Yang Ping... Something that will not be tolerated!

At this time, Yang Ping didn't want to create any fear, since he didn't appear... Then I'll kill all your people first!

The illusory palm that appeared above the immortal city suddenly fell down at this moment!

The fierce coercion enveloped the entire immortal city, and the huge illusory palm fell with the momentum of breaking the wind, and all the monks in the city looked up at the huge palm that fell, but... The expected roar of the city did not sound, and the huge palm actually stopped in mid-air, as if it had been stopped by some force.

"It's good to be in time. ”

A figure appeared thirty feet above this immortal city.

Qin Feng raised his head slightly and looked at the sky above, and the huge illusory palm that was imprisoned at forty zhang was shattered under this glance!

Just now...

It's a real moment!

If he takes a breath late, I'm afraid that the entire immortal city will also be completely turned into ashes!

? 【Good night】

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(End of chapter)