Capítulo 1784: Chapter 463: A Finger-Counting Divination Reveals the Underworld Needs a Scholar; A 3-on-5 Advantage for , Li Che [Monthly Ticket Request]
However, right now, Li Che still relied on the Big Black Bull.
After all, the situation inside the Qi Tian Mysterious Temple was still quite severe!
Five fingers grasping the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod, the Big Black Bull hoisted the Sea-crossing Purple Gold Beam, and at the flick of Li Che’s mind, his fingers clenched.
Inside Mo City Fengdu, only a torrential downpour remained.
Both the golden fluid-like Li Che and the ominously demon-energy-filled Big Black Bull vanished from sight.
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Rumble——!
The whole of Qi Tian Inner City was constantly shaking!
Above the sky, the mysterious fog rolled, dark clouds obscured, resembling an apocalyptic scene, causing boundless fear in the hearts of all cultivators within Qi Tian Inner City.
A terrifyingly imnse pressure occasionally poured down from the spots where the mysterious fog shatters, a pressure that doesn’t allow even a hint of resistance!
Supre Pressure!
The supre ans wielded by various forces restrained the Temple Guardian Curse Corpse King, who had transford from the ancestor master of Qi Tian Temple, suddenly erupting into a Three Calamities Divine Tribulation Supre Battle!
Crack crack——
Countless deeply intertwined bolts of lightning ford a thunderstorm, with even the space above Strange Que seeming to tremble, influenced by the confrontation of supre qi chanisms.
And in the depths of Qi Tian Inner City.
At the entrance of the opened Qi Tian Temple.
More and more substantial calamity beams shot out from Qi Tian Temple, as if to shake the mysterious fog away!
This is the move of Second Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerables from various powers entering Qi Tian City!
The Black Bull Demon God Venerable of the demon race had been dragged away by the Underworld.
However, many Second Calamity Divine Tribulation Venerables remained, such as Chan Wen Ascetic Monk from Western Regions Buddha Land, Dajing Emperor Lu Wenchang, Purple Mansion Divine Sect Zhang Wuji, and other cultivators.
A total of five Second Calamity Realm Venerables joined forces, the deterrence brought was extrely powerful.
And blocking in front of Qi Tian Temple was just a single figure, Fang Hanshu.
Confucian robes flapped, beautiful whiskers curled, the Hao Ran Zheng Qi condensed into the Vast Spear, continuously trembling.
With a face as pale as thin paper, Fang Hanshu’s spear kept striking out, darting like a dragon, vast qi raging, intertwining like a broad cloth, like sword qi, like waves!
Exhausting all his strength to repel the combined ans of the five Second Calamity Venerables.
Spurt——
Fang Hanshu’s body trembled, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, dyeing his whiskers red.
Single-handedly gripping the spear, Fang Hanshu coldly looked at the five ascetic monks.
“Borrowing the Heaven and Earth’s Power given by the Chief Supervisor does indeed fit quite well with your Hao Ran Zheng Qi, allowing you to unleash powers of the Second Calamity, even though you are only in the First Calamity Divine Tribulation.”
“But this ultimately isn’t your power, fighting five with one, you have given your all.”
The ascetic monk was engulfed in golden flowing fire, and behind him, the wings of the Golden Cicada flapped rapidly, countless afterimages erged.
“The corpse of the Fighting Buddha, the humble monk will definitely bring it back to the Western Regions Buddha Land today, as the Buddha should return to the place of the Buddha.”
The ascetic monk clenched his five fingers, and a red monk stick instantly fell into his hand, with a flicker, it struck out with terrifying force.
Fang Hanshu’s spear quivered, as mighty as a white python intertwining, clashing with the monk’s stick, exploding the space, forming ripples and oscillations.
But the Dajing Emperor Lu Wenchang, Purple Mansion Divine Sect Master Zhang Wuji, and other powerful figures did not stop, they continued to make moves.
What aning does a one-on-one have?
In the face of seizing opportunities, joining forces to clear the obstacles ahead is the key.
Boom——
The monk’s stick jabbed, and even the space seed to collapse, fissures surged one after another, the cicada pattern in the monk’s dual pupils flickered as if the cicada wings were flapping, completely revived!
On the other side, Dajing Emperor Lu Wenchang was enveloped in a golden light of qi fortune, constantly slashing waves with a long knife.
Various ans pressed forward, all unleashed towards Fang Hanshu.
Since forcefully breaking through and trying to bypass Fang Hanshu’s obstruction wasn’t working, unable to approach that silent stone coffin resting in the center of Qi Tian Mysterious Temple to investigate whether it really contained the corpse of the Great Saint inside.
Then kill!
Kill Fang Hanshu, then continue striving for the opportunity, then it’s up to each one’s capability!
Zhang Wuji sighed lightly, flicked the horsetail whisk in his hand, suddenly, as if a massive Pill Furnace appeared, flas burning within, smashing towards Fang Hanshu!
With a white and wan complexion, Fang Hanshu seed to have burned through his blood energy, the vastness growing thin.
The Hao Ran Spear in his hand carved a path of dazzling white brilliance, severing the void, slamd into the Pill Furnace, sending the flas flying sideways.
But in the next mont, Zhang Wuji attacked again, flipping his palm open to reveal a Silver Orb.
Sparkling with a brilliant flow, the silver glow reflected like a mirror.
It shot out with a boom, spinning rapidly, brimming with terrifying divinity, crashing towards Fang Hanshu.
Fang Hanshu’s expression subtly shifted, the strength and mystery of Purple Mansion Divine Sect far exceeded his imagination, yet at this mont Fang Hanshu was unwilling to retreat.
He exhaled deeply, whiskers waving wildly, the Hao Ran Spear in his hand fiercely pointed at the Silver Orb.
Thud——
With a heavy sound, the space seed like a carpet shaken vigorously, continuously rippling!
Fang Hanshu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his arms’ blood and flesh nearly splitting apart, his body shivering as if drained of all strength, nearly trembling.
But his eyes grew brighter, the strength of belief rooted in his heart, causing the vastness behind him to grow more imnse, continually drawing Heaven and Earth’s Power to his body.
His aura climbed higher and higher!
The ancestral teachings of the Fang family, were upheld by Fang Hanshu, the Fang family of Ancient Family has by now completely transford, no longer the Fang family of Qi Tian Temple upholding the belief of protecting Qi Tian.
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