Just when Qin Yufei was trying to think of another way to save people, Lao Lei's palms suddenly emitted two purple lights surrounded by thunder and lightning. Amidst the harsh sound of electricity rubbing against each other, he roared angrily and used all his strength to lift his hands.
Pulling her legs off the ground, she walked towards Cui Meihui step by step.
Every time he took a step, the floor tiles under his feet would crack. Those thick legs that seemed to weigh tens of millions of kilograms would shake the entire Pantheon Palace every time they landed.
In the eyes of others, Lao Lei is simply incredible. His hands and legs were obviously broken, but now he can move as usual. Before, he was completely suppressed by Zhu Shenshan, and he was only one step away from the gate of hell. Now he can walk around holding the mountain.
.Is this still a human being?
Maybe as Jin Yu said, Lao Lei is not an ordinary person.
Cui Meihui also looked at Lao Lei in shock, never expecting that he still had such great strength. She immediately changed the method and increased the restrictions placed on Lao Lei by Zhu Shenshan.
But Lao Lei suddenly showed a fighting smile. While holding up the entire Zhushen Mountain, he said to Cui Meihui: "The magic of magic has consumed a lot of your strength? Little girl, you have made a fatal mistake.
——The last person you should invite is the mountain god."
Seeing his panting appearance, Cui Meihui couldn't help but sneered: "Don't be ashamed to talk so loudly. Tell me why I shouldn't invite the mountain god?"
Lao Lei chuckled and took a few more breaths: "Because... Lei Ketu!"
After saying that, Lao Lei looked up and roared. Thousands of lightnings burst out from his body. He gritted his teeth and with his brute strength, he actually threw the entire Zhushen Mountain towards Cui Meihui!
As a spell caster, Cui Meihui is very aware of the characteristics of Zhushen Mountain. No matter who is shrouded in the shadow of Zhushen Mountain, he will never be able to escape from the area covered by this mountain. So before Qin Yufei
Being able to be blown away by Lao Lei surprised Cui Meihui. And now that Lao Lei can throw Zhushenshan over, is it really because of Lei Ketu?
Cui Meihui, who had no time to think about it, moved her body and wanted to retreat before being covered by the shadow of Zhushen Mountain. Who would have thought that at this moment, Lao Lei, who was no longer pressed by Zhushen Mountain, suddenly came to her like lightning.
Behind her, two thick arms passed through both sides of her waist and hugged her tightly from behind, making it impossible for her to escape.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" Cui Meihui turned around and yelled at Lao Lei. She struggled desperately to get rid of Lao Lei. However, with two attributes of fire and earth, she was struck by Lao Lei who continued to release thunder and lightning all over her body.
Paralysis. I want to divide my body into talismans, float away and escape, but due to the relationship between Lei Ketu, I can't escape.
Lao Lei gasped and chuckled: "My strength has been almost exhausted by Zhushen Mountain. If I fight you head-on with my broken body, there is almost no chance of winning. Now this is the only way to defeat you. As long as
If you die, you won't be able to embarrass Mrs. Li anymore."
"You guy!" Cui Meihui tried to struggle out with all her strength, "Mountain God, help me catch Zhushenshan!"
As soon as she gave the order, she discovered that there was no shadow of the mountain god anywhere in the Palace of the Gods. It turned out that the mountain god saw that the situation was not good and knew that he could not rescue Cui Meihui who invited him in a short time. He was also afraid that he would be killed by the God of God.
It was hit, so I simply ran away without making a sound.
"This shrunken mountain god will run away when something happens! If I can go back alive, I won't spare you!" Cui Meihui saw that Zhushen Mountain was about to hit her on the head, and she yelled at Lao Lei unwillingly: "
You are not a pig butcher! Who the hell are you!"
Lao Lei ignored her at all. He just looked at Qin Yufei who was covered with injuries and murmured: "Tianmeng, your sweetheart was bullied before I arrived. It's because of my incompetence.
I failed in your trust and failed to protect her. I... can only help you so far..."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and waited quietly for the God-killing Mountain to crash down.
"No! I don't want to die!" At the last moment, Cui Meihui screamed in horror at Jin Yu, "Mr. Jin, save me, save me quickly!"
Jin Yu sighed, slowly closed her eyes, and turned a deaf ear to her pleas.
Boom! The entire Zhushen Mountain pressed the two of them down. After a while, the Zhushen Mountain collapsed on its own. All the earth, rocks, vegetation, and trees fell down.
Chen Kexin pointed to the continuously collapsing Zhushen Mountain and shouted: "Quickly, that mountain is taken care of! See if the people below are still alive!"
People in the world of immortality in China and South Korea cared about their companions and used magic to move the earth and stone debris outside the Pantheon Palace. But when the Pantheon Palace was cleaned up, everyone sadly discovered that Lao Lei and Cui Meihui had already
She was crushed to death by the mountain. The most miserable thing was Cui Meihui. Fu Zhuanhua's body was crushed into a mess and was no longer human. It was impossible to save it. Lao Lei was rough-skinned and thick-bodied, with strong ability to withstand pressure, and his body was still intact.
He just had no breath, no heartbeat or pulse. He was dead when he thought about it.
After listening to Tang Yao describe the specific tragic situation, Qin Yufei sighed heavily and asked people to temporarily move Lao Lei's body to an empty room in the back hall. After the exchange meeting was over, he would be buried with the courtesy of a national scholar.
The people in the world of cultivating immortals in China all looked solemn as they mourned in silence for this strong man who vowed to protect Qin Yufei to the death. At the same time, they swore in their hearts that they would avenge him.
In the world of Korean immortal cultivators, their people were equally filled with grief and indignation. A young girl in her prime was first forced to turn her body into a talisman by Qin Yufei, and then she was forced to die together by a pig butcher. In their view, China
It is extremely abhorrent for people in the world of immortality to treat a weak female so cruelly.
At this time, a man with a sullen face came out from the Korean cultivator community. When he passed Jin Yu, the man glared at him angrily for a while, seeming to blame Jin Yu for standing aside and watching Choi Mi-hye.
Walking to the center of the Pantheon Palace, the man said loudly in Chinese: "My name is Park Yuan Zheng, and I am a good friend of the deceased Cui Meihui. Incompetent rats in the world of immortality in China, come up and die quickly!"
"What a crazy tone!" As soon as Park Yuanzheng finished speaking, someone immediately came out to challenge him.
Pu Yuanzheng looked at this man who came from the world of cultivating immortals in China with contempt, and sneered silently.
"My name is..." The man was about to introduce himself, but suddenly he saw Pu Yuanzheng pull out the sword in his hand with extremely swift movements. Before the young man could react, he found that the entire Pantheon Palace was tilted...
No! It's his whole world that's tilting!
Soon, he suddenly understood that it was neither the Pantheon Palace that was tilting, nor the world that was tilting, but his upper body was chopped off alive!
With the muffled sound of the upper body falling to the ground, dripping blood spurted out. The poor young man from the world of immortality in China was beheaded by Park Yuanzheng before he could tell his name. His eyes widened with fear and disbelief.
Before he died, his eyes were staring at Park Yuan Zheng who didn't even bother to look at him.
When his consciousness was about to blur, he turned his last gaze to Qin Yufei. He could no longer fulfill his wishful thinking in this life. But at least, at the last moment, he could see her for a while longer. Even if he died, he would have no regrets.
.
Pu Yuanzheng returned the sword to its sheath and shouted at the Chinese immortal cultivator with increasing arrogance: "Next!"
The cold and swift killing techniques and the hot blood immediately stimulated all the young immortal cultivators in China present. Seeing the tragic death of fellow Taoists, who could sit idly by and ignore it?
"I'm here to meet you!" A young man holding a short spear magic weapon took the initiative to walk to the center. But with the previous lesson, he deliberately kept a long distance from Park Yuan Zheng, and protected himself with his short spear.
, in case the opponent suddenly swings the knife.
Pu Yuanzheng looked at him sideways and said, "I kill you like a pig or a dog!"
As he spoke, another cold light flashed through. The shocking wound extended diagonally upward from the young man's right waist to his left shoulder. Immediately afterwards, a large amount of blood spurted out from the long, narrow and flat wound. The short gun in front of the tiger boy
, has also been split into two pieces.
Bang! The second Chinese cultivator fell down.
Park Yuanzheng said impatiently: "Next one!"
After the words fell, the Wan Shen Palace suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. After seeing Pu Yuanzheng's ruthless methods, the immortal cultivators from China did not dare to fight easily again. They were afraid that they would be like the two people just now.
, not only died quickly, but also died miserably. This kind of sacrifice is meaningless. Everything must be considered in the long term, considered in the long term...
Seeing that no one dared to come up, Zhang Yuanren left his seat and planned to go over and compete with Pu Yuanzheng. But Du Ruo grabbed him and said, "Don't be impulsive. You will suffer a loss if your body is not fully recovered."
"Then I can't watch the little stick bullying us people from China!" Zhang Yuanren's blood was boiling.
But Du Ruo still held him back and advised: "You can only stand up for fellow Taoists if you can endure it for a while. If you go out now, you will only die. We don't even know what magic weapons they use. How to fight?"
The magic weapon was mentioned here, and it happened that Mei Linger was also talking about the sword that Pu Yuanzheng was holding tightly in his hand. She looked at the scabbard curiously and asked Xiao Yitian: "Elder brother, what did that man use?"
Magic weapon, why is it so powerful?"
Xiao Yitian shook his head and said: "I don't know for sure. But that knife can cut off the physical body and the soul at the same time, which is obviously extraordinary. Coupled with this man's speed in drawing the knife, it really shouldn't be underestimated."
Mei Ling'er smiled and said, "Why do you admire others? Before you came here, didn't you say that there were no talents in the world of immortality in Japan and South Korea?"
Xiao Yitian sighed: "I underestimated them. It's not them who are lacking in talent, but us."
Mei Linger rolled her eyes and encouraged, "Elder brother, why don't you go up and compete with him?"
Xiao Yitian waved his hand and said, "Not interested."
"It's the Koreans who are bullying us now! Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country! Just help us in China~" Mei Ling'er couldn't help shaking Xiao Yitian's arm and said coquettishly.
However, Xiao Tiantian did not behave like her at all, and said in a nonchalant manner: "You must also know that I have only one purpose for coming here. I don't care about other people at all. Besides, we immortal cultivators should be pure in heart and have few desires.
, wholeheartedly pursue the Tao. Thinking all day about how to be brave, ruthless, and competitive, what does that mean?"
Mei Ling'er retorted unconvinced: "Then you want to fight with Li Xiaochen, aren't you brave and fierce and competitive?"
Xiao Yitian said: "This is different."
Mei Ling'er raised her lips and said, "What's the difference? They're all fighting and killing."
Xiao Yitian made it clear: "Anyway, I will not take action for the sake of the face of the Chinese immortal world. Whether they are embarrassed or killed, it has nothing to do with me."
Mei Linger's persuasion was fruitless, and she simply pouted: "Are you going?"
"No!" Xiao Yitian replied simply.
"Then I'll go!" After saying that, Mei Linger was about to rush forward and fight with Pu Yuanzheng.
Xiao Yitian quickly pulled her back and reprimanded: "You are not allowed to go! How did you promise me before you came, and now you have forgotten it? As a senior brother, I order you not to fight with others. Just stay honest with me.
!”
Mei Ling'er snorted a few times and muttered: "Coward, you are a coward, you can't afford to lose...Aren't you a man with a dick? If so, cut off your penis as soon as possible. It's just a decoration anyway."
.If not... well, those who don’t have handles are indeed as timid as mice, and it’s normal to have this kind of reaction.”
Xiao Tiantian smiled and said: "The method of provoking generals is useless to me. You'd better save your breath."
Just when they were arguing, an arrogant voice floated in the Palace of the Gods: "Let me do it!"
Everyone looked for the sound and saw Bai Qing, whose neck was bandaged, back here. He held the unrolled scroll in one hand and the Qionghua Magic Pen in the other, and walked proudly to the center.
Without announcing his name, Bai Qing first used the Qionghua Magic Pen to quickly draw a talisman out of thin air in front of him. The ink talisman floating in the air immediately turned into a spherical protective barrier, covering him within it.
Pu Yuanzheng tightened his right hand on the handle of the knife, preparing to follow the same pattern and kill another person.
At this extremely tense moment, Bai Qing quickly unfolded the scroll. Everyone only saw the portrait of Pu Yuanzheng painted on the scroll, which was lifelike and lifelike. Even Pu Yuanzheng himself was a little surprised: What did he paint me for?
Bai Qing seized this rare opportunity and quickly drew a stroke on the left arm of Pu Yuanzheng's portrait on the scroll with the Qionghua Magic Pen.
Poof! A neat wound was opened immediately on Park Won Jung's left arm holding the knife. Blood suddenly spurted out! The left arm holding the scabbard could no longer hold anything due to the severed tendons and nerves. Only
As soon as he held out his hand, the sword was about to fall to the ground.
"Beautiful! What a chance! Fuck you!" Bai Qing's unique skill attracted applause from the immortal cultivators in China.
What Park Yuan Zheng relies on is just his sharp sword that kills people like cutting vegetables. Without the sword, look how arrogant he can be!
It turned out that Bai Qing had already taken care of the wound. Seeing that the Korean was very powerful, he had been copying Park Won Jung's portrait in the dark. Now that he had cut off the opponent's reliance in one fell swoop, he had certainly made a great contribution.
"No! Get away!" Just as everyone in China was cheering, Xiao Yitian shouted at Bai Qing.
The next moment, everyone saw Pu Yuanzheng lowering his head, opening his mouth and biting the scabbard. He immediately pulled out the sword with his right hand.
Bai Qing was not slow either. When he saw Pu Yuanzheng draw his sword, he immediately drew a stroke on the right arm of the portrait. What happened to Pu Yuanzheng's left arm was now repeated on his right arm. Both hands
Park Yuan Zheng, whose tendons and nerves were completely severed, opened his mouth again and bit the back of the sword.
Seeing that he still refused to give up, Bai Qing immediately picked up his pen and wrote on the neck of Pu Yuanzheng's portrait! This stroke must make his head disappear!
Pu Yuanzheng had no arms to use, so he quickly rotated his body and moved the sword. At this moment that decided the outcome, everyone saw the cold light flash again. Bai Qing's head and hands were split open in the air! That was
The protective barrier that covered him was shattered with vulnerability!
The third person in the world of cultivating immortals in China, like the first two combatants, died without any body parts and fell down. The arm holding the Qionghua Magic Pen was still trembling.
The portrait of Park Won-jeong on the scroll has a little more ink on his neck. And his own neck only has a small cut. It seems that he is not just fast with his hands, but is really fast with both man and knife!
After Bai Qing's body was completely motionless, Pu Yuanzheng spat out the sword in his mouth on the ground, grinned and shouted: "Next!"