I survived 999 catastrophes

Chapter 132 Next (Third)
The hundreds of Heavenly Palace cultivators quickly flew to the square, standing behind the Heavenly Man with vigilant expressions.

These monks were all summoned by the sound transmission of the divine sense of heaven and man.

After all, he is a living immortal. Even if He Tu is hiding something from the outside world and makes him look like a Qi-training monk, the gods can still find some clues from the clues.

Immortal Jiajiu braced himself, and sent a spiritual voice transmission to Hetu:
[Realist Jiajiu: Master Zhen, this Lingshan Heavenly Palace is unreasonable, so many monks are put out to scare people, let's avoid the edge for now, let's go down the mountain first, shall we? 】

Hetu looked at Master Jiajiu's spiritual consciousness, thought for a while, and replied in the dialog box:
[Zhen Hetu: When the fight starts, Master Jiajiu, stay away and take care of the younger generation. 】

Master Jiajiu was stunned, looking at Hetu as if he were looking at a ghost.

Spiritual consciousness sound transmission for Qi training? !

"Master Zhen!"

Xian'er gritted her teeth, and asked the river map on the brick:

"You really don't have a back hand? Without the Immortal of All Souls, what are you doing? No matter how free and easy you are, it's not the time to take your life for fun!"

Hetu didn't expect Xian'er to be so worried. He didn't say anything, but Qingming next to him said:
"Just go down to Lingshan by yourself first."

Xian'er stamped her feet angrily:
"Why should I leave you alone and go first?"

"All right."

He Tu raised his hand, interrupted the conversation between the two, lightly jumped off the bricks, landed firmly on the ground, smiled and said to Xian'er:

"I'll show you the backhand."

After He Tu finished speaking, he started walking forward, and then when he reached the edge of the huge high platform, he saw a Tiangong monk with a golden elixir cultivation standing behind the Heavenly Man come out and scolded:

"Bold lunatic, dare to be presumptuous in Tiangong!"

After saying that, the golden elixir monk took out the fairy sword in his hand and came straight from the river map.

Immortal Jiajiu behind him had moved, but before he could throw the wine gourd, Hetu took another step forward.

This step, stepping on the spiritual energy!

With Hetu stepping out, the aura spread out like ripples, and the fairy sword flying in front of him fell to the ground with a bang.

The monk was stunned, and was about to regain control of the fairy sword when he saw the wave of aura coming straight at him. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but as soon as he came into contact with the ripple of the aura, he immediately felt his blood churn, and he kept retreating.

Behind him, the heavenly being made a seal with his hand and pushed forward with one hand.

The impacted spiritual energy suddenly made a soft sound, and then disappeared.

[Om——! 】

The entire high platform shook twice before returning to calm.

The monk who kept retreating after being impacted by Hetu's spiritual energy also stopped after touching the palm of the heavenly being.

That day the cultivator of the palace turned his head, and was about to thank the heaven and man, but suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, holding the corner of the heaven and man's clothes with one hand, but he opened his mouth and began to vomit blood.

After vomiting blood for a long time, the man turned pale and sat cross-legged in meditation, only to see that the golden elixir in his body had been shattered to pieces by the shock.

If the heavenly being hadn't slapped him on the back, causing him to spit out several large mouthfuls of blood, he might have died at this moment.

Seeing this situation, the other Tiangong monks all had expressions of horror on their faces, and they didn't understand how this guy who practiced Qi did it.

One of the Heavenly Palace monks frowned and asked the Heavenly Being:

"Immortal, did this person use supernatural powers to hide his cultivation?"

Heavenly Man stood where he was and shook his head:
"No, this person is indeed practicing Qi cultivation. But his strength is strange, everyone delays for a while."

After Tianren said this, the cultivator behind him was taken aback, setting up the formation?

What kind of formation should be set up to deal with a Qi-training monk?
After the heavenly being finished speaking, he remained silent, then flew up into the air, left the high platform, and hung in the twilight.

With a flick of Tianren's sleeves, dense beans were flung out from the wide cuffs, and those beans quickly turned into human shapes, all of them were young monks with blindfolds.

Supernatural powers - Sprinkling beans into soldiers!
Those monks who scattered beans into soldiers spread out in all directions and disappeared into the various halls of the Heavenly Palace.

The number is so large that there are thousands of people!
There are so many people, what kind of formation are they setting up?Could it be that it was a formation related to Master Tianzhong's punishment from heaven 15 years ago?These two juniors from the Taiqiong Sect may not be able to escape the old path of Master Tianzhong!
Although the Tiangong monks were confused, since the Celestial beings had spoken, they naturally had to obey. One of the middle-aged Taoist priests, wearing a gray robe, held a whisk in his hand and squinted half of it. Walked out.

"Little fellow daoist, although I don't know how you can shatter the golden core with Qi training, but you are a junior after all, we will not bully you.

I am Master Song Si, and I would like to learn the skills of my little Taoist friend first. "

After that man finished speaking, someone among the many immortal sects watching in the audience exclaimed:
"It turned out to be the real Songsi!"

Some people know it, and naturally some people don't. Ying Qiangu doesn't know it. When she saw the serious expressions on the faces of the senior sisters of Jinglian Palace around her, her heart sank, and she couldn't help asking:

"Sister, where does this real person come from?"

The senior sister with a hot intestine explained:

"This real person has reached the Nascent Soul Realm a hundred years ago. He also accepted the source of the Heavenly Dao back then. He is one of the strongest among the Nascent Soul cultivators. It's just that I don't know if he has broken through to the Divine Transformation Realm in the past hundred years. "

Another Jinglian Palace senior sister also said:

"Regardless of whether you have reached the state of transforming gods or not, this time the master Zhen is only practicing Qi cultivation. Although he repelled the Jindan cultivator with a single move just now, it is likely to be a kind of supernatural power. Now if you want to use it again, I am afraid it will be very difficult. Already."

Everyone didn't know that the man just now had the golden elixir in his body broken. Although Sect Leader Zhen did repel the golden elixir monk with one kick, after all, he had practiced in Lingshan for five years and learned magical powers. He was still alive these days. I learned a lot of spells from the Wanling Immortal and got guidance from the Immortal.

It's understandable to have some secret tricks.

But miracles don't always happen.

Even though Master Zhen brought too much shock and unbelievableness, he still showed quite powerful strength.

But Qi training is just Qi training after all, even if he hides his strength and can participate in the Fairy Fate Conference, then crossing Tianshui shows that his strength will definitely not be above Jindan.

Even if he has a pill-forming cultivation, no matter how strong he is, there is a limit.

In everyone's eyes, the current head Zhen is no different from a madman.

Many senior sisters in Jinglian Palace were not optimistic about Head Zhen, they all shook their heads and sighed.

Ying Qiangu looked over from the crowd, and saw the back standing under the high platform, the young man who had been his roommate for five years, wearing the sun and moon yin and yang robe, with his back to the various immortal gates, behind him , is the banner of [Taiqiongmen].

No one thinks he can win.

At this moment, Ying Qiangu suddenly hoped that he could win and seek justice from his master.

This real Songsi is obviously well-known, and as soon as he stepped forward, everyone was discussing him, some vicious ones, and discussing how Sect Master Zhen died.

He Tu didn't pay attention to the words of those individual immortal sects behind him, and he didn't have any fear because of the great reputation of this real Songsi.

Daoist Jiajiu has already been frightened by Hetu's spiritual consciousness sound transmission. Only monks with a golden core cultivation base can transmit spiritual consciousness.

How did Hetu do it?

He Tu said as he walked towards the high platform:

"Celestial Being, if you want to set up a formation, just tell me. I will set up whatever formation you want, and I promise not to interrupt you in advance."

While he was talking, he had already reached the high platform, looked at the hundreds of monks in Tiangong who had retreated to the edge of the high platform, and the real Songsi standing in the middle, and sighed:

"Actually, you can go together, I don't mind."

Master Songsi's Taoist robes were stirring, and his spiritual energy was overflowing. His beard was growing angry, his eyes widened, and he shouted angrily:
"Extremely arrogant!"

With a flick of the fly whisk in his hand, the person was already walking towards the Hetu with Seven Star Steps.

He Tu stretched out his hand and called out "Brick!" The brick in the distance flew straight into his hand, just in front of him, the real Songsi had arrived, holding the Yin Jue in his hand, and then he slapped out with a palm, the spiritual energy in that palm, Like the power of a dragon and a tiger!
"boom!"

The moment He Tu received Brick, he waved the brick, and the Brick slapped on Songsi's left forehead.

The majestic Songsi real person was sent flying, his head hit the ground, and he rubbed his face against the jade floor, and slid out for nearly a hundred meters, and finally slid straight down from the high platform.

Immediately afterwards there was another "bang", and the real Songsi fell to the bottom of the high platform without moving.

Holding the brick in his hand, He Tu looked at the monks in front of him and said:

"next."

(VIP chapter Chapter 3! [-] monthly tickets, [-] recommendation tickets, all rewards from the leader will be added!)
(Announced VIP readership: 865247353)

(End of this chapter)