Chapter 27 Shura Destroys the Palm
The magic shadow shown by the fat monk waved his arms, which was five or six feet long and more than ten meters long. The blood and evil spirit in the sky emerged endlessly, making the huge magic palm continue to strengthen and spread, and endless power roar towards Su Qin, as if even the earth would be shaken. Step.
What a power this is!
The bloody space is constantly shaking. The huge magic palm is pressed like a mountain to Su Qin, who escaped. If it is suppressed, I'm afraid that a mountain will be crushed by life!
Feel the endless pressure, as if the surrounding air had condensed.
Su Qin even felt that every step of his pulse was as hard as carrying a huge mountain.
And this is just the huge oppression brought by this huge palm!
"Is this the power of the yuan god? Even if it is so powerful before the essence is fully formed, how strong should it be if it is the yuan god manifested by the real Yuanshen strongman? Su Qin's heart beat wildly and shocked.
This power is really too powerful. The manifested yuan god, even if it does not form a substantial virtual shadow, already has such a shocking power. If it forms a substance, won't a mountain be easily torn apart!
No wonder, the monks call the yuan god strong man: the hero and giant, deterrent one side!
A yuan god can even build a city, establish a sect, and set up rules. No one dares to block half of it. This is an absolute rule, absolute power!
Feeling the continuous pressure of the power, the huge magic palm is like a red hill. Under the continuous convergence of blood and evil, it is getting bigger and bigger, directly pressed over!
Su Qin gritted his teeth, operated all the true elements in his body, and completely released the power in his body. A fierce silver light gathered on his body like a layer of light.
The palm is getting closer and closer, and there is another time to breathe, and it is directly pressed. The surrounding air seems to be pulled away. Su Qin even felt the shock of the earth, and even the heavy earth and the endless sources tremble under this power!
"If it goes on like this, I will die!"
This idea resounded in Su Qin's mind. If he touched it so directly, I'm afraid that he would be directly crushed into meat foam and annihilated by ashes, and even his soul would be scattered between heaven and earth, as if he had never appeared between heaven and earth!
In an instant, Su Qin felt like an ant. Under this absolute power, there was no resistance, and the sense of oppression that he could not resist made him almost suffocate!
I want strength, I need strength!
I don't want to be a weak person, a weak person that anyone can control. I want strength, I want strength!
Su Qin shouted in his heart, that kind of unwillingness, the kind of unwillingness like a small mayfly, the kind of unbreakable shackles and shackles, like endless tides, drowning him, even a breath of endless unwillingness emerged from the bottom of his heart!
Unable to breathe!
For the first time, it was such an unprecedented need for strength. Su Qin seemed to return to many years ago, sleeping on the street and looking at the rich nobles in gorgeous clothes. Their easy idea could make themselves disappear silently like ants, as if they had never appeared in this world.
Unwilling, absolutely unwilling, he wants to become stronger, he wants to make it impossible for everyone to decide his life or death!
He is himself. He wants to break this infinite shackle. He wants to surpass it. He is absolutely unwilling to be under any shackles!
To become stronger and grow and spread, as if they had sown green seeds, which germinate and grow vines until they reach the sky!
"You can't die like this. Even if you die, you have to fight for the last time!"
An idea in my mind resounded crazily!
Su Qin's eyes suddenly turned cold, allowing the huge oppression like the collapse of Mount Tai to bombard his body, and a stream of blood gushed from his lungs and slipped from the corners of his mouth, a touch of crimson!
Su Qin suddenly waved the yellow spring ruler, and the dark ruler glittered with infinite luster. At this moment, Su Qin's heart seemed to melt with the yellow spring ruler.
A purple sword gang condensed from the dark ruler, and the fierce purple sword gang melted with the Huang Quan ruler, and Su Qin frantically urged Zhenyuan in his body.
Waving the yellow spring ruler, his hair was scattered, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, like an immortal rock, suddenly hitting the huge blood-red magic palm!
When the blood-red magic palm hit Su Qin's body, a purple sword touched it, and then endless blood light spread.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It seems that the spines of mountains and rivers have been broken, and a huge roar resounds. The blood-red magic palms easily tore open the ground. A huge deep pit is first formed within hundreds of feet, and countless gullies of five or six feet of gullies continue to spread.
A nearby hillside was shocked by this huge force, as if it were a piece of paper, and finally scraped into pieces by the storm formed by the blood-red light!
A black figure shot out like a rag-like streamer, rubbing and hitting the ground, crashing hundreds of meters away, and forming a huge gully on the ground, life and death are uncertain!
The intact ground is in a mess, but the plain was shaken into a hill, full of rocks and ravines.
How shocking it is to be so powerful!
"You are lucky to be hit by me and die under me!" The fat monk floating in the air smiled gently, and the huge magic shadow revealed by his body roared, as if to vent his powerful power!
The blow of the fat monk was so powerful that even the hillside was shattered, and the earth plain was shaken into hills and rocks!
A monk in Shangqingjing, even if Zhenyuan is stronger and thicker, even if he is comparable to an ordinary Taiqingjing monk, I'm afraid he will die transparently!
"Are you dead?" Then Murong Can, who flew away, fell beside the fat monk with a trace of suspicion and asked.
"There is no more vitality, and Brother Luo is naturally not immune from his action. The bloody Shura Yuanshen he cultivated could have turned into a Shura demon god and move mountains with one palm. Who can be spared? After we finish this, why don't we go back for a drink? The lively monk smiled faintly and began to talk about it.
"Thank you for your praise."
On the character of the monk who was full of anger, the fat monk was not dissatisfied at all, but was a little complaous.
"It's too weak to die so soon!" Then the cold face, the murderous monk's mouth trembled gently and disdained.
"Dead? Haha, haha!"
Murong Can laughed. This guy who repeatedly suffered losses and suffered finally died, which made him have some inexplicable strangeness first, and then laughed.
"Let's go and take back the treasure map and absorb his soul before his soul disperses. I want him to taste the pain!" Murong sneered and ordered.
"Yes."
Sermonks immediately answered in unison.
At this time, he was shaken hundreds of meters by the bloody palm, and his life and death were uncertain, as if a black figure with a rag suddenly trembled, and then a little bit on the ground, with a sword light roaring and fled away!
The moment he got up, the black shirt seemed to have suffered great strength and turned into ashes, revealing the blood-red robe inside, but the red light was dim, with traces of fragmentation everywhere, and there was a huge hole in his chest, revealing the skin inside.
At this moment, Su Qin's face was pale. While fleeing, he opened his mouth and spit out red blood, and even the ground was reflected in blood red!
"Escape!"
Su Qin only had this idea in his mind. The blow just now seemed to be a huge mountain pressing on his body, running the silence sword to offset part of the power. Under the full protection of the red glow blue fire clothes, he was shocked into serious injuries, and most of the red glow clothes were also destroyed, and the light was dark. Light!
You can imagine how powerful the palm of the fat monk's bloody Shura yuan god is.
Su Qin, who did not wait for recovery, suddenly operated all the power around him, turned into a sword light and flew away quickly!
"I'm not dead!" The fat monk had some doubts. He was first surprised to see a silver sword light escaping quickly.
Unexpectedly, he escaped the full blow after he manifested the yuan god, which was really a little strange!
"Tianhe sword secret, red glow blue fire clothes, this bastard!" Murong Can seemed to see something, gritted his teeth and spit out these words from between his teeth!
"Well, that boy has a high-quality spiritual weapon costume. No wonder he can block Brother Luo's tricks, but it's a little strange that why can't he feel his breath and vitality? Wasn't there no air machine just now? This is really strange!" Fengyang's eyes were vicious, and he suddenly saw something, but there was still some doubt.
"Shut up and chase quickly!"
Murong gritted his teeth and shouted, took the lead in mana, and directly turned into a bloody light roaring away.
But he roared crazily in his heart: "This bastard not only practiced the Tianhe sword formula, but also wore the red glow blue fire coat."
These things were originally given to him by the evil old devil, but now they have become other people's things, which makes him not angry and ashamed, and even more crazy!"
Feng Lianyang and Luo Shi looked at each other and were a little doubtful.
Why is a seriously injured little monk so angry? This is really strange!
Even if this guy's cultivation is strong, comparable to the ordinary Taiqingjing, and even a little stronger, he has been seriously injured at this moment, and he can easily capture him and kill him anyway!
Then why make such a fuss?
Some incomprehensible Feng Lianyang shook his head, carried mana, and followed with a rainbow light. The other monks also turned into a rainbow and roared away!