Chapter 2011: Chapter 2004: Nine Heavens Golden Thunder
Outside the Map of Mountains and Rivers, Bai Xiaotian and Lu Huaming joined forces to fight against Fu Tu’s three n, already obviously falling into the disadvantage.
“I say, if Brother Shen doesn’t co out soon, I’m really going to be unable to hold on.” Bai Xiaotian raised his neck, panting heavily, and said to Lu Huaming.
“Hold on a little longer, Shen must be in the Map of Mountains and Rivers trying to find a way to cross the tribulation. When he cos out, that’s when we counterattack these Demon Clan.” Lu Huaming comforted.
Although he said this, he didn’t have much confidence in his heart. At this mont, he was already covered with nurous injuries.
“Bah! Two little things, they can really hold on.” The demon wind spat, gritting his teeth.
“We can’t delay any longer. We must act quickly to kill them.” Daoist Black Lotus said coldly.
With that, he flew up first, making seals with his hands in front, the mana in his body surged crazily, his Taoist robe whistling wildly in the wind, making a sound like hunters’ cries.
Above the Nine Heavens, rolling dark clouds seed to be drawn by him, forming into a pillar of dark cloud rushing downward, condensing into a giant black lotus in mid-air, wrapping around the two of Bai Xiaotian.
As the dark cloud closed in, a strong oppressive sensation appeared out of nowhere in the surrounding void, an invisible pressure gathering, as if to bind Bai Xiaotian and Lu Huaming in.
Lu Huaming saw this, switched from holding the sword in one hand to both hands, while raising it above his head.
The mana in his body surged out, his sword qi exploded, transforming into a cyan sword light over a hundred feet long, shooting straight to the sky.
The dark clouds of the Nine Heavens were stirred by his sword qi, forming a hugely massive circular vortex, sunlight pierced through from above, shining upon the cyan sword edge, coating it with a layer of golden shine.
“Opening.”
Lu Huaming shouted abruptly, wielding the sword downward with both hands.
The enormous sword edge high in the sky swung down accordingly, the intense sword qi tore through the clouds and shattered the void, carving out a massive void gorge in the high altitude and slicing into the black lotus.
Where the sword light fell, the dark cloud quickly dissipated, the giant nine-petal lotus not yet fully ford was sliced into halves by a single sword.
But just at this mont, within the broken chaotic cloud gas, suddenly an earthen-yellow halo appeared, a gigantic earthen-yellow fist shadow charged out from within, like a mountain rising from the ground, colliding towards Lu Huaming.
The power of the sword just now had already consud a large amount of Lu Huaming’s mana, at this mont he couldn’t gather mana in ti to et this strike.
“I will.”
Bai Xiaotian shouted abruptly, the remaining colorful glow around his body surged entirely into his body.
This ti, there was no Luohan phantom or Guanyin’s form appearing, and no five hundred fist shadows or thousand palm prints appearing, only him alone with one punch.
With this punch launched, even his whole body involuntarily rushed out, as if he was placing all his strength, hope, and future on this single punch.
“Boom!”
Bai Xiaotian’s whole body collided with the suddenly rising yellow mountain like a hamr smashing against a mountain, yet carrying a sense of heroic effort like an ant shaking a tree.
However, unexpectedly, this hamr was more indestructible than anyone had anticipated.
Under Bai Xiaotian’s impact, a crack opened up inside the yellow mountain, allowing him to rush madly and collide directly with Fu Tu’s true form.
“How is it possible?”
Fu Tu, full of amazent, just uttered a sound, was struck by a powerful force, spitting blood from his mouth, and flew backward.
In mid-air, his eyes rolled back, directly fainting.
Bai Xiaotian’s body fell from high altitude, his figure coiling, surprisingly sat cross-legged in mid-air, with hands clasped as if a Buddha statue sculpture, crashing onto the ground.
“Boom” a loud noise.
The ground was smashed into a huge deep pit of a dozen or so feet in diater, Bai Xiaotian sat at the bottom of the pit, with tightly closed eyes, bathed in blood, his breath rapidly declining, falling all the way down to Early True Immortal.
This ti, he had really exhausted almost all his strength, this mont the bones all over his body seed to have been broken into countless segnts, unable to move at all.
Just then, the demon wind’s figure soared up, rushing straight towards the Map of Mountains and Rivers, no one could stop him anymore.
He put his hands together in front of him, a mass of green light rapidly spinning in the palms, turning into a green light wind blade, emanating a sharp force from within.
With hands raised high, the demon wind brought the wind blade above his head, infusing his mana continuously into it.
At this mont, he no longer planned to recover the Map of Mountains and Rivers, but intended to destroy it along with Shen Luo.
“Die.”
With a shout, demon wind swung both hands forward sharply, the green light flew out from his palms, roaring and speeding in mid-air, growing larger and larger, soon expanding into a wind blade over a hundred feet giant, cutting towards the Map of Mountains and Rivers.
At the sight of the wind blade approaching, with the map on the brink of destruction, a light shone within the scroll, and a figure stepped out from the painting, naturally Shen Luo.
He wore a green robe, with his back hair fluttering, his whole person exuding an indescribable celestial aura.
He casually stretched out a hand, the palm directly pierced through the green light, into that sharp wind blade.
“Is that it?” Shen Luo laughed mockingly, closing his five fingers forcefully.
“Crack” a sound, as if sothing was forcibly grasped and crushed, the green light wind blade “bang” exploded, stirring up a whirlwind, and scattered without a trace.
“Brother Shen, well done!” Lu Huaming saw this, and imdiately cheered loudly.
The demon wind’s face suddenly changed, looking as if swallowing a fly, Daoist Black Lotus full of dread glanced at him, already thinking of retreat.
Just as Shen Luo opened his mouth to respond to Lu Huaming, a thunderous boom “boom” exploded!
A golden light pillar descended from above the Nine Heavens, with such rapidity that none present could respond, directly striking Shen Luo.
The violent breath felt like a thousand-year suppressed rage, erupting completely at this mont.
The trendous lightning directly subrged Shen Luo’s figure, striking forcefully onto the ground, blasting a hundred-foot high wave of air.
Within the rolling dust, mixed with countless golden electrical threads, surging like waves to all directions, stretching out to hundreds of feet, forcing even Lu Huaming and others to retreat from this indescribably formidable aura.
When the dust cleared, what appeared before everyone’s eyes was a scene no one had anticipated.
Right in the center of the scorched land, Shen Luo was engulfed in flas, burning fiercely, struggling in pain, sending out a series of tragic wails.
This left not only Lu Huaming and Bai Xiaotian stunned, but even the demon wind froze on the spot.
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