Chapter 211 (1/2)

Ordinary monks in the spirit realm can't even bear the pressure when facing the strong in the real realm.

But Mr. Zhou was not affected at all. The lightning sword in his hand became more and more blazing and dazzling.

His breath keeps rising, just like a sharp sword out of its sheath, sharp and fierce!

Boom.

The giant palm that blocked out the sky and the sun finally fell, as if to make half of the Dongling city into powder. In front of the giant palm, master Zhou was as small as an ant.

At this moment, thousands of people were frightened.

How many people can survive if this giant palm is photographed against the 100000 troops of the demon alliance?

One palm, destroy the demon Alliance Army, this is the real world strongman!

Moreover, the Xuanwu venerable is just the weakest of the four venerable members of the demon alliance. Before, he cut the golden elixir himself, and his cultivation has decreased a lot

Under real people, all are mole ants. This sentence is not a joke!

Countless eyes looked at master Zhou. Everyone wanted to see how this half step real person strong man would deal with the move of Xuanwu venerable.

”To this extent, dare you call it a real person?”

Master Zhou's eyes burst into light, and a sarcastic laugh resounded through the world: ”outside the gold and jade, there is a scandal... I'm afraid that you, the so-called real person, are only the bottom of the real world?”

Master Zhou's merciless sarcasm made the Xuanwu master's face darker and darker.

He is indeed the weakest of the four venerable ones. After cutting the golden elixir, his accomplishments have fallen a lot. If he doesn't give Lingbao in the future, his realm will not make progress in his life.

This is his all-time inverse scale, and he doesn't want to be mentioned.

However, Qinglong, Baihu and others are higher than him in both cultivation and status. He dare not refute their ridicule.

But what right does this damn mole ant have to humiliate himself?

”You...”

The Xuanwu venerable looked angry and was about to speak, but the second half of his words were blocked in his stomach. His eyes suddenly widened, full of horror.

In the face of the oppressive giant palm, a bright purple thunder burst out suddenly in master Zhou's body.

At this moment, he seemed to merge with the treasure and long sword in his hand.

The sharp sword intention soared into the sky. Master Zhou, who was as small as an ant in front of giant palm, now erupted into a momentum no weaker than giant palm.

Boom!

He turned into a purple streamer and rose to the sky with his indomitable sword intention!

Bang.

The deafening roar resounded through the sky, and the purple streamer directly penetrated the giant palm!

The black giant palm that was about to cover nearly half of Dongling City trembled and paused in the air.

Then there are cracks, which spread around like a cobweb from the penetrating hole.

The prestige accumulated by the giant palm collapsed with the spread of these cracks, and finally collapsed and completely dissipated in the tremor.

This scene shocked everyone inexplicably.

Master Zhou, with the cultivation of connecting with the divine realm, forcibly broke the blow of the real strong man!

”Damn mole ants, I want your life!”

The Xuanwu venerable finally regained his consciousness, became angry with shame and roared out.

In front of tens of thousands of holy alliance people, it was a great shame for him that the attack was broken by mole ants in Tongshen realm!

The speed of the Xuanwu venerable was fast to the extreme. It seemed that there was some secret skill of shrinking into inches. His body moved a hundred feet in an instant and blew out a palm at the streamer transformed by master Zhou.

Boom.

The dark clouds in the sky gathered, and master Zhou once again showed the nine sky startling thunder. The purple thunder sea came and drowned them.

The eyes were full of purple thunder Mans, which isolated the sight and spiritual exploration. They could no longer see the battle between them.

Only Zhou Qing's powerful spiritual consciousness can barely penetrate the thunder sea and spy on everything inside.

After observing for a moment, Zhou Qing's face was a little ugly.

The Xuanwu venerable sacrificed the jade seal carved with Xuanwu and fought with the old man.

Although he is a weak person in the real world, he is also a real real person in any case, which is different from the Tongshen world.

After a few moves, the old man had been completely suppressed. He retreated violently and coughed up blood.

But purple Lei mang could not erode the body of the Xuanwu venerable, which had a very limited impact on him.

”The gap between the real person and the mage is too big. It's a miracle that he can do this step.”

The voice of the mantra sounded in my mind: ”but this step is the limit. Throughout the ages, even in the fairyland, no one can defeat real people by communicating with God, let alone killing real people... This is the suppression of the rules of heaven and earth, and it is impossible to complete.”

The spirit sighed and said no more.

Soon after the spell fell, the battle in the distance was drawing to a close.

The purple thunder sea is declining rapidly, and their figures are gradually clear.

The old man's gold body is broken, and the long sword in his hand is dim. It is the end of a powerful crossbow.

The jade seal of the Xuanwu venerable seems to contain unparalleled power. Every time it is smashed, it will shake the void, tear open the space cracks, and the old man who smashes it will continue to regress.

”Mole ants, do you know the sin?”

The Xuanwu venerable smiled grimly: ”immortal, you can't despise it!”

The old man spit out a dark golden blood and said with a tragic smile: ”you waste, you can suppress me by relying on your higher level than me.”