Chapter 87 Suppress the Mountain God, Fight against the Heavenly Dharma

"Rumble..."

With bursts of rumble, the purple-gold light surrounding the Kunlun mountain god suddenly burst. A huge and majestic statue with two sides, four hands, and hundreds of thousands of feet high, appeared in the place where the mountain god of Kunlun Mountain just stood. The statue appeared, and a huge breath came out in vain. Now, it seems to be an ancient and distant existence, coming to the world with boundless power.

The amazing momentum also broke through the sky in an instant, and swept the whole flood world in an instant, making countless creatures in the whole flood world raise their heads one after another and look at the Kunlun Mountain, but their eyes sparkled with an inexplicable look.

"What is that god like?..."

"Is this thing also made by that person? This is really horrible..."

"What on earth did that guy do to provoke such a horrible thing?..."

Countless powerful people, looking at the huge and majestic heavenly Dharma, there was a trace of astony in their eyes. Just looking at it, they were shocked and speechless. Above the statue, they felt that there was a sense of oppression in the depths of their souls coming from the statue, and an idea of submission was not It can rise from the heart.

Because there is no breath of Zhang Han on the sudden appearance of Tiandao Dharma, those great powers also know that this is not Zhang Han.

At this time, I was also constantly guessing what Zhang Han had done, and that he would provoke such a powerful thing. Some conceited and powerful people also went through the air in an instant, ready to see what Zhang Han had provoked.

Of course, there are also different ideas in my mind. There is hope that Zhang Han will die in this heavenly Taoist partner, there is also hope that Zhang Han will live, and there is also someone who worships Zhang Han...

For a while, these great powers had different mentality in their hearts.

However, Zhang Han didn't know what those people thought, and he didn't want to know. At this time, Zhang Han looked at the heavenly Dharma with a solemn face, and his eyes were also shining with a cold cold color. He felt that this thing was not simple and difficult to deal with.

"Xuanqing, I want you to die..." The heavenly Taoism appeared. Between breathing, the wind and clouds changed, full of murderous intent, like a Hong Zhong-like shout spit out from the big mouth of the Taoist phase of that day.

Although it has been expanded countless times, Zhang Han is still quite clear that this murderous shout is the voice of the god of Kunlun Mountain.

On that day, Taoism suddenly opened his eyes, and his double-sided four eyes burst out four brilliant golden lights in vain, shooting at Zhang Han as if cutting through the space. The four huge and slender four hands were also waved in vain, and a huge energy fluctuation appeared suddenly, with amazing power, to Shoot with Zhang Han.

At this time, eight fierce and powerful attacks fell to Zhang Han.

"Huh..." Seeing the amazing attack now, Zhang Han also snorted slightly coldly, and waved his right hand gently, as if the clouds and wind were light. However, with Zhang Han's wave, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth curled up, and in an instant, it gathered into a few huge energy tornadoes, Ling the eight heavenly Taoism. The fierce attack was blocked.

"Hmm..." Seeing that his attack was blocked, a cold hum from the Kunlun Mountain God came from above Tiandao and Dharma. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Zhang Han's ability to block his attack so easily.

In the cold hum, the big hand of the Taoist Dharma on that day also turned over in vain. A flowing purple and golden golden light flowed from the big hand of that day, covering the sky and the sun, as if the Buddha suppressed the Monkey King, and patted Zhang Han fiercely.

"Boom..."

With the big hand that covered the sky, the surrounding space suddenly collapsed, and the powerful space suction was also constantly coming from the broken space cracks, which made those Sanqing disciples whose cultivation had not reach the level of Daluo Jinxian. A burst of footsteps were floating and floating, as if they were going to be at any time. The cracks in the space are generally sucked in, and the end is extremely horrible.

"The big hand that covers the sky, look at me cut off your big hand for you..." Looking at the palm covering the sky and the sun that day, Zhang Han's face was not afraid at all, but a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. With a move of the right hand, a purple light flashed, and a purple sword appeared in Zhang Han's hand.

Looking at the big hand covering the sky on the top of his head, Zhang Han's eyes flashed coldly. The long sword in his hand was like pulling a knife to cut off the water. An amazing sword spirit suddenly waved out of the long sword in his hand and went straight to the big hand that covered the sky in the sky.

The sword spirit is compelling, and between the rapid flight, there are bursts of rustling sounds, but this is the friction sound of the sword qi cutting through the space. Zhang Han, this sword is powerful and powerful.

"Ka...", the sword came into being, and quickly exploded from the hand and neck of the big hand covering the sky. There was no violent collision, no fierce confrontation, but only a flat click, as if the bone was broken. The big hand covering the sky in the sky suddenly stopped pressing down. It's as if the movie is stuck, quietly set in mid-air.

"What's going on?..." Looking at this strange situation, the people around them suddenly became puzzled, but they didn't wait for the doubts in their eyes to expand

"Touch..." Suddenly, with the sound of a touch, the big hand covering the sky in the sky broke from the neck in vain. There was no blood dripping down, and the gap was also extremely flat, as if it were cut by a machine, extremely smooth.

"Puff..." For a moment, time passed. The place where the big hands of Taoism broke suddenly flowed out of golden blood like a fountain, dripping down the sky, as if it were raining golden rain, and a strong smell of blood spread to the people around.

"Ah! It hurts,... Xuanqing, I'm going to kill you!..." The blood flowed out, and the painful roar of the Kunlun Mountain God also shouted in time. The madness of his cry was like a wounded beast, extremely sad and crazy.

" hiss..."

Hearing the scream of the Kunlun Mountain God, the people around him suddenly came to their senses. Looking at the heavenly Taoism that was broken by Zhang Han, including the people hidden in the void, there were bursts of sobs.

Looking at the continuous pain of Tiandao Dharma, everyone also felt a burst of cool air in their hearts. Obviously, they didn't expect Zhang Han to be so fierce. Just now, it was just a random blow, which made the Tiandao Dharma body suffer such a big loss. For a moment, everyone looked at Zhang. Han's eyes were also shocked.

"I'm going to kill you..." For a long time, the Taoist priest finally stopped shouting that day, and the Kunlun Mountain God finally sounded again. However, the huge hand cut off by Zhang Han did not continue to grow out again. Obviously, Zhang Han's sword just now really hit Tiandao Dafa hard.

"Go to die..." With the roar of the Kunlun Mountain God, the bright golden light suddenly appeared, and then a huge golden sword hundreds of thousands of feet in size appeared in one of the intact giant hands of Tiandao Dharma.

Gently dancing, a fierce murderous intent burst out, and the endless killing intention turned into a blood-red killing battlefield. Countless blood kept flashing, and tides like a sea of blood suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Blood-red dragons rushed up from the sea of blood, and the bloody murderous intention deterred people. The heart came back fiercely towards Zhang Han's teeth and claws.

"Hmm... Want me to die? Come on!..." Looking at the huge sea of blood and the bloody dragon with teeth and claws, Zhang Hanmu snorted coldly, and his cold eyes couldn't help but become colder, and the purple sword in his hand waved in vain.

Between the waving of the purple sword, the purple thunder and lightning gathered and turned into a hundred feet in size, constantly crackling beside Zhang Han, and a vast righteousness suddenly burst out from Zhang Han's body, like a purple pillar of light, straight to the sky, and the crackling thunder kept ringing in heaven and earth.

"Now I'd like to see who died?..." With a sneer, Zhang Han took a step forward.

"Papa..." With Zhang Han's footsteps, the whole world trembled for a while. After the purple thunder and lightning behind him also trembled, the thunder and lightning, mixed with the unique magnificent righteousness of the thunder and lightning, rushed to the bloody dragon transformed by the heavenly Taoism in mid-air.

Thunder is transformed by the righteousness of heaven and earth. It is the most yang to the most powerful thing. It has a double attack effect on dark things, and Zhang Han's thunder is not an ordinary thunder. Although the blood-red dragon turned into a magic body that day is fierce, it is still a little worse for thunder.

Touch. Papa..."

Therefore, under this power, with a touch, the heaven and earth trembled in vain, and there was an amazing collision sound. After the crackling sound appeared, the blood-red dragon transformed by the Taoist body that day, after resisting for a moment, under Zhang Han's amazing thunder and lightning, a whimpered and turned into a bloody rain all over the sky. It dissipated.

His blow was blocked again, and Kunlun Mountain God's face suddenly became more ugly. Although he knew that Zhang Han was very strong and terrible, he still didn't expect that he had so many attack methods, all of which were relieved by Zhang Han so easily. For a moment, the Kunlun Mountain God was full of anger.

But there was no action in his hand for a moment.

"Wow... Master Xuanqing is so strong!..."

"Yes! Any blow of the strange statue just now was enough to kill me, but Uncle Xuanqing resisted it so easily. Uncle Xuanqing is really too strong..."

A brief calm, and the people around him suddenly talked about it again. The words were also full of worship of Zhang Han. Even Sanqing's eyes looking at Zhang Han were with a smile. For Zhang Han so easily blocked the attack of Taoism that day, Sanqing was also full of joy.

It's the end of the month, and the campus will be moved tomorrow, so there will be no update tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!