Facing this punch that could smash the huge peak of thousands of feet to pieces, Luo Hong's eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

It was as if Blood Shura had paid a huge price, and the punch he swung at him was exactly what he expected.

Just as the blood-colored giant fist came, Luo Hong's right arm suddenly disappeared, and then an indescribable terrifying power emanated from him!

This power did not come from spiritual pressure, nor was it the previous aura of a ferocious bird, but a figure suddenly pressed into everyone's hearts.

Judging from his appearance, it is Luo Hong!

Hold the power of heaven and earth and show the power of thunder!

The collision between the body and the body was not fancy, and Luo Hong seemed to have transformed into this punch. A white light easily passed through the giant arm of Blood Shura, and the flesh and blood were all turned into powder along the way.

Then, the lightning fell directly on Blood Shura's chest.

Compared to the huge Blood Shura, the white lightning is as small as a toothpick. However, at this moment, a muffled thunder sounded like a "dong" and the Blood Shura fell down like a meteor.

The moment he was hit in the chest, the demon soul knew his fate in horror. He had only seen the power that flashed by the other party in the Saint Ancestor.

That kind of power is definitely not something that a Nascent Soul monk can possess!

At the last moment of life, the Demon Soul couldn't help asking:

"Who are you...?!"

"Cultivator Huangfeng Valley, Luo Hong!"

Faced with the ancient demon who had been entangled with him since the foundation-building stage, Luo Hong mercifully gave him an answer.

The next moment, the Blood Shura fell to the ground, and a scene that completely violated mechanics also appeared.

I saw that the ground in which the light was smashed out of a huge pit, and the ground in the deep valley was cracked, but it was as hard as divine iron. When the huge body of the Blood Shura touched the ground, it actually exploded into minced meat with a "bang", and even the demon soul in the body could not escape.

There were no traces of bleeding Shura on the ground, but a fist mark that was more than a hundred feet long appeared, with an extremely smooth and regular edge without any gap.

It was as if Luo Hong was carefully left on the sand.

On the surface, the impact of Luo Hong's punch ended here, but soon there was a loud cracking sound from afar.

Hundreds of miles away, a huge crack spread rapidly until the coastlines on both sides stopped on the surface.

Immediately, the crack that winds to the coastlines at both ends with the Pure Land Holy Mountain began to expand uncontrollably.

Soon, this large piece of land tilted strangely, and the sound of the waves became louder and louder.

"No! This land is about to sink!"

The moment Luo Hong put away the Black Wind Flag, the endless black domain gradually began to dissipate, so the little monks who were staying outside also saw Luo Hong's last punch.

As a result, I was naturally shocked and came back to my senses until I was attracted by the increasingly violent movements on the earth.

However, the little monk didn't know that he didn't look at him, but he was shocked when he saw him.

At this moment, a large piece of land, centered on the Holy Mountain of Pure Land, is sinking into the sea at a very fast speed.

"Nephew Yan Jing, where are the thunder arhats?!"

The little monk asked quickly without caring about the shock.

"The junior brothers of the Lei Department arrived nearby through a secret teleportation array, and they would be in a relationship with us in half an incense stick."

Yan Jing also realized that things were going big, so he used the magic weapon to sense it and quickly replied.

"Let them turn immediately and remove the mortals from this land!"

The little monk immediately ordered, and after that, he couldn't help looking at Luo Hong with a complicated expression.

Fortunately, near the Pure Land Holy Mountain is the direct territory of the Pure Land Sect, and there are not many mortal towns, otherwise it would have to create a large number of killing karma.

"The power of a punch can reach Lu Chen, and Donor Luo has been in the human world for a short time."

The little monk sighed and didn't stay for a long time, and set up a light to go to a nearby mortal city.

"This...haha, isn't it kidding? This must be a kidding! Even the Ice Soul Fairy back then was not so exaggerated!

Who did I fall into the hands of? Old Bi Xiu thief, you are really hurting me!"

Looking at the gradually rising ground, Bingfeng felt that she was going to break down, and a strong sense of despair enveloped her heart.

As the initiator of everything, Luo Hong said that she was innocent.

He just suddenly realized the wonderful method, and wanted to express it and explore the ultimate method, but he couldn't help but use twelve points of strength and accidentally sank the land. This is strange...

It seems that he can only blame him.

Unfortunately, despite feeling guilty, Luo Hong really lost a drop of magic power now, her body was sore and her soul was even more swelling and painful. After all, when she used the real Thunder Immortal Body Technique, she was extremely burdened with his soul.

"Haha, this technique does not simply stimulate the body and enhance the explosion. I was really watching the sky from a well before!

This technique uses thunder talisman to double the physical body law. It is a real immortal technique. It is worthy of being a wool pulled from the real spirit, so mysterious that it makes people unable to help but stutter!

Huh~ No, this punch really hit me."

After taking a deep breath, Luo Hong felt unprecedented weakness, and the three treasures of energy and spirit all fell to the bottom, and even lost a lot of energy.

If it weren't for the feather pill in hand, it might have left some hidden injuries that hindered his path to immortal cultivation.

After wandering around for a few times, Luo Hong could hardly maintain the flying technique and planted her head on the ground.

Fortunately, a gust of fragrant wind blew, and Ying Ming suddenly appeared beside Luo Hong and reached out to support him.

"Fellow Daoist Ying, please trouble you."

After whispering, Luo Hong couldn't stand it and fainted and didn't even have time to take the pill.

"No, Fellow Daoist Luo! Fellow Daoist Luo?"

Ying Ming shook Luo Hong twice. Seeing that he had no sign of waking up, he glanced at the Bingfeng Queen in the distance and said to himself:

"Master, he seems to have fainted? Do you understand the punch he just now?"

"It's amazing, it's really amazing! I didn't expect that I could have such a genius born in the human world for so many years!"

As soon as Ying Ming finished speaking, an old and cynical voice came from a sachet on her waist.

"Master, don't sigh, what happened to his punch? I'm so curious!"

Ying Ming shook his sachet and urged him.

"Oh, you girl is going to rebel, stop now!

Although I am just a soul-sharing process, you are still your master. Stop it!”

"Hehe, you can stop, but the owner cannot keep it in hiding."

Ying Ming smiled happily and said the conditions.

"There is nothing to keep inseparable. This little friend Luo has made a lot of money this time. His attainment in the law of power has already come to the house.
Chapter completed!