Volume 841 of the Abandoned Universe Chapter 84: How the Ancient God Emperor Returned During his cultivation, Lan Xiaobu could not feel the passage of time at all. After adding a Chaos Divine Vein, Lan Xiaobu absorbed it even faster, and in the blink of an eye he was absorbed again.
It's a hundred years.
A hundred years have passed, and Lan Xiaobu has used up almost half of the Shenyuan Pills he took out, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the third level of Quasi-Saint, and he is only one step away from entering the fourth level of Quasi-Saint.
Just when Lan Xiaobu was wildly sweeping up the energy of Shenyuan Dan and preparing to attack the fourth level of Quasi-Saint, two people came outside the cave where he was retreating.
A person wears a high crown on his head, and his whole body is full of Taoism. Just standing where he is, it seems that the surrounding space becomes a world of its own.
The tall-crowned man looked at the two mountain peaks in the distance without saying a word. He had already felt the fluctuations of the Tao in the space.
Following this man was a Heshen Realm monk. If Lan Xiaobu were here, he would definitely find that this Heshen Realm monk was the one who came here to watch when he attacked the Quasi-Saint a hundred years ago.
"Senior, that strong man overcame the tribulation in this place back then. We saw with our own eyes that he killed Senior Jin Fu. I heard someone said that he overcame the quasi-sacred thunder tribulation." The Heshen Realm monk said with all his humility.
"Very good, you can leave in peace." After saying this, the man with a tall crown raised his hand and slapped him away.
When the Heshen realm monk sensed that something was wrong, he couldn't even react at all. He was directly turned into blood under the slap of the tall-crowned man.
The tall-crowned man didn't even look at the Heshen realm man he shot to death, and landed outside the cave where Lan Xiaobu was retreating.
Lan Xiaobu and Bei Suting are in retreat here. Others can't see it, but it doesn't mean that he can't see it. Although Lan Xiaobu's cave is covered by the protective formation, the violent fluctuations of the rules cannot hide from his perception. As for Bei Suting,
He simply ignored the fluctuations in the space outside Su Ting's cave. Based on the fluctuations Su Ting had practiced in the north, she would definitely not be a strong person.
The man with the high crown simply punched it down, and there was a cracking sound in the air, and then there was the roar of the mountain collapsing.
Under this punch, all the outer protective formations set up by Lan Xiaobu were shattered, and even the entire mountain peak was blown into two halves by this punch.
Lan Xiaobu, who was attacking the fourth level of the Quasi-Saint, was awakened. He was furious. Someone destroyed his divine formation when he was going through the tribulation. Unexpectedly, when he was in seclusion, someone came over and destroyed his divine formation.
But he still hasn't gone out. As long as he is given a dozen more breaths, he can rush into the fourth level of the Quasi-Saint. The fourth level of the Quasi-Saint is the middle stage of the Quasi-Saint. In terms of strength, it takes a huge leap.
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Boom! Another punch hit Lan Xiaobu's protective formation. This is Lan Xiaobu's innermost protective formation, the eighth-level divine formation. With just one punch, Lan Xiaobu's eighth-level divine formation
It completely cracked.
"Who are you?" A startled and angry voice sounded. Bei Suting had already opened the protective array. As soon as she entered the fifth floor of the Heshen Realm, she heard someone outside bombarding the protective array.
"Fellow Taoist Su Ting, congratulations on entering the fifth level of Heshen Realm." Lan Xiaobu's gentle voice came.
Bei Suting landed next to Lan Xiaobu in surprise, and then looked at the man with the high crown warily and asked, "Brother Lan, what does this man want to do? We have not interfered with him at all in seclusion here, so why is he here?"
Boom Cave Mansion?"
"Maybe he wants the Shenyuan Pill from me, but it's a pity that he's just a fake saint. I'll tell you after I teach this guy a lesson." Lan Xiaobu stepped forward and landed on this tall-crowned man.
Opposite of.
"Fake saint, haha, I'm afraid you are far from even the fake saint." The tall-crowned man stared at Lan Xiaobu with a cold tone. At this moment, his domain began to extend outwards. His great path slowly restrained this man.
It seems that he wants to make this space his own.
It was as if Lan Xiaobu didn't hear the other party's words or feel the other party's actions. He just said to Bei Suting, "Fellow Su Ting, please step back and wait until I kill this self-righteous false saint."
When the man with a high crown heard Lan Xiaobu's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly, "Have I, Puhe, not been out for too long? So anyone thinks they can kill me?"
Back then, when the name of the Twelve God Emperors came out, any cultivator would stop and stand respectfully. But today, some people actually said that they wanted to kill him, one of the Twelve God Emperors.
Lan Xiaobu looked at the tall-crowned man in front of him in surprise, "Your name is Pu He? Are you the Twelve God Emperors mentioned by the guy I killed?"
It seemed that no one had mentioned the Twelve God Emperors for a long time. God Emperor Puhe seemed to be lost in memories, but soon he came back to his senses and looked at Lan Xiaobu and said, "For many years, no junior has dared to be so harmonious.
I have spoken, and today I will show you what a God-Emperor is. Even if my God-Emperor status is extremely weak, it will not be something you, a junior, can touch."
After God Emperor Puhe finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and a golden light fell down. His magic weapon was a golden whip.
After the golden light of the long whip was swung out, the aura of killing Dao Yun spread instantly and merged with his domain. The next moment, the murderous intention that tore through the space enveloped this space, even if it was far back.
Bei Suting, still feeling frightened, subconsciously retreated again. She looked at the battlefield in horror. If she faced such a terrifying killing force, the other party would not need to take action at all. As long as she had this kind of pressure, she would
You can't fight back.
Lan Xiaobu deliberately did not take action. He knew that if he was fighting a saint, or even a false saint, if he took one breath every night, he would be 10% more passive.
But if he can't even fight against a false saint, then he still has to choose to continue to retreat, otherwise he will just be humiliated when he returns to the immortal world.
Seeing that Lan Xiaobu dared not to take action, Puhe was stunned. He didn't think that Lan Xiaobu had no chance to fight back. If Lan Xiaobu could kill his subordinate Jin Fu, he would have a chance to resist.
Soon he understood what Lan Xiaobu was thinking. He wanted to see how much he, the God Emperor, weighed.
Emperor Puhe laughed angrily, and the killing power of the golden whip suddenly more than doubled.
Lan Xiaobu opened his eyes, rolled his hand, and the longevity halberd appeared in his hand, and at the same time, the longevity halberd struck out.
The space that was originally squeezed to the extreme by God Emperor Puhe, after the Eternal Halberd was sacrificed, the space seemed to be suddenly untied, and everything became empty.
Even Lan Xiaobu was pleasantly surprised to feel his huge progress. There was no law brewing with this halberd, but the law of killing was instantly unleashed, as easily and freely as a splash of ink.
The disordered and fragmented law fragments take shape in an instant, turning into an invisible and qualityless world of death. You can feel this world of death, but you cannot touch it.
The killing realms are layered one upon another. It is no longer the seven realms and seven levels before. It seems to be endless.
Boom! The condensed law-killing Dao of the Eternal Life Halberd and the killing Dao of Emperor Puhe's God-cutting Whip blasted together. The space trembled, the Dao Yun shattered, and there seemed to be slight cracks in the space.
Bei Suting watched in the distance and was horrified. What kind of strength does it take to blast cracks out of the space and tear apart the Taoism? Brother Lan is too lazy to step into the legendary saint realm?
Click! Even Bei Suting felt the sound of the realm tearing apart, but the sound of the realm breaking apart was not that of Lan Xiaobu, but that of God Emperor Puhe.
God Emperor Puhe's face was pale. It was the first time he met such a terrifying quasi-sage. How could he be a quasi-sage? It would be an exaggeration to say he was a saint, right? And he was not a false saint, or even a first-turn saint.
As one of the Twelve God Emperors, God Emperor Pu Heng is very aware of his own strength. Even if a saint comes, he should not be afraid. That is because of his Tao, he is the ancient avenue. If he realizes the Tao, he will be transformed.
, will be far stronger than ordinary saints.
But a quasi-sage's halberd blasted out, tearing apart his Dao realm, not only that, but also causing him injuries. And he was almost certain that Lan Xiaobu didn't use all his strength with the halberd. Not only did he not use all his strength, but he still waited for him
After gathering momentum, he started to counterattack. In other words, if it was not him who took the advantage at the beginning, but the quasi-sage on the opposite side, then Puhe would not be as simple as inflicting heavy damage on him now.
Hurry up, you are courting death if you stay here. Puhe Saint's heart is cold, not only because he is not Lan Xiaobu's opponent, but also because he sighs for himself. He has been lurking for so long just to come out and take back what belongs to him.
Things. But he is not a match for a quasi-sage. Why should he, Puhe, get back what belongs to him?
At this moment, Emperor Puheng's confidence began to collapse, and he no longer had the confidence he had before. This was fatal to a saint. Even if he was not a saint, the loss of confidence in the Dao almost meant that the Dao lost the possibility of moving forward.
A more terrifying killing force swept over, and Saint Puhe knew that he could not think about it any longer. He turned around and ran away without hesitation. If he stayed here, he would definitely die. The quasi-sage in front of him was the strongest quasi-sage he had ever seen.
Holy, there is no one.
At this moment, Lan Xiaobu's calm voice came to his ears, "Do you want to leave? Unfortunately, now that you are here, don't even think about leaving. Let's see how my punch goes."
Boom! A punch blasted out, the sad autumn began, and the world of Saint Puhe began to turn gloomy.
The autumn wind blows with fists, but when the autumn is over, life will be short and the grass and trees will turn into frost!
The Yuyin Kill in Lan Xiaobu's Seven-tone Kill uses fists to transform autumn and autumn to kill the saint!
With one punch, not to mention the seasons, even the space world began to turn gray and chill.
