This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 45 Tianmen Interruption!

boom! !

The fists and palms intersected in the air, the clouds dispersed, the ground sunken, and the surrounding space and ground could faintly see mysterious laws circulating, resisting the impact of this force.

even so.

I don't know how many miles outside the city of Chongzhou collapsed!

puff……

Bailian boy spat out a mouthful of golden blood, and was knocked out of the golden lotus in one blow, and retreated dozens of miles in the air!
This is great strength?
Bai Lian cursed in her heart.

Can he be so strong that he vomits blood when he beats his celestial body, treating him like an eight-year-old child?
The boy Bailian squeezed a white lotus out of the sky, and said in bursts of Sanskrit voices:

"So what about practicing witchcraft, the great witch I killed is much better than you."

"You are too arrogant, and you have restrained the fortune of protecting the country."

After finishing speaking, he held up the purple gold bowl in his hand, and the bowl rose into the air, expanding tens of thousands of times in size in an instant, like a sacred mountain, and smashed it at Zishou with bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and shouted coldly:

"The king of men cultivates, and the gods get it and punish him."

"In the sixth year of Emperor Xin, this boy beheaded the king outside the city of Chongzhou."

"Yin Jiao, the eldest son of the Yin Shang Dynasty, succeeded to the throne, the fate of the country collapsed, and the gods were opened. This is really a great opportunity."

Zishou looked at the purple gold bowl in the air, and felt that the surrounding space was full of suffocating pressure.

"Is this the magic weapon?"

After the last Qishui, Zishou was looking for a way to control the fate of the country.

Later, Zishou found out that the fate of the country follows his will. He believes that the attack is malicious, and the fate of the country will be triggered by protecting himself.

Now, he just regards Bailian as an opponent for training.

Seeing the alms bowl coming from the sky, Zishou raised his head, shook his hands, and said:

"There is so much nonsense, is this the strength of the peak of Tianxian?"

"It seems...it's not impossible to fight."

Zi Shou chuckled, the whole body was condensed with masculinity, a huge fist was generated in Zi Shou's heart, and a violent momentum suddenly erupted from his whole body, like an invisible golden wheel.

This kind of momentum is born of the power of mortal blood.

But like a god.

Boy Bailian was shocked, and his expression changed!
"What power is this?"

"This kind of power is incomparably exquisite, and the witch clan will not have this kind of power!"

Zi Shou curled his lips, but his punch remained unchanged.

"Gu said it before, Gu just has great strength, that's all."

boom! ! !
next moment!
The invisible golden wheel in front of Zishou's fist collided with the purple gold bowl in the air.

A powerful impact force centered on this, suddenly swept all directions.

In the four directions of heaven and earth, invisible laws were also smashed to pieces, and Chongzhou City collapsed for a hundred miles in an instant!

Glass bowl, broken!

Tens of miles away, the hundreds of thousands of troops in front of Chongzhou City watched the battle between the two in amazement.

With one blow, the sky collapses and the earth shatters.

Is this still a human battle?

"My lord... Is the king really just strong?"

Chonghouhu nodded seriously:
"Nonsense, besides punching, what else has the king done?"

The crowd took it for granted.

"Stop talking nonsense, beat the drums and shout for the king!"

"This Marquis is a dignified Beibo, how can he just sit back and watch the king fight alone!"

"The Marquis beat the drums himself!"

Boom boom boom! ! !
dong dong dong! !

Outside the city of Chongzhou, thunder and drums sounded, and the army of one hundred thousand shouted that the king is invincible!

The purple gold bowl was shattered, Bai Lian boy spit out a mouthful of golden blood, his face was full of horror:
"Impossible, how could you smash the magic weapon with your mere physical body!"

"You are not practicing witchcraft!"

With a wave of his hand, a white lotus rose into the air and fell down piece by piece, and finally soared into the sky, flying into the outer sky.

Zishou is too weird.

He must summon the saint to know.

……

33 days outside.

Leiyin Ancient Temple.

Two figures are sitting opposite each other, each sitting in meditation.

Suddenly, a few white lotuses flew over, and Jieyin let out a sigh and said:
"Jichang's army is still on the way, why did the boy send a message at this time?"

Received the white lotus with a strange expression on his face.

"There is no audio in it, and even half of the cause and effect can't be seen."

Could it be that something happened to Bai Lian?
……

Outside Chongzhou city.

Before Bailian boy's voice fell, Zishou's aura surged several times again.

Bailian boy exclaimed:

"impossible!"

"He's gotten stronger again."

"The cultivation of the witch clan requires time-consuming refinement of the blood essence of the great witch. He obviously didn't do anything."

"Could it be... is King Shang really just strong?"

The aura on Zishou's body continued to expand, bursting out with a force far stronger than before.

There is a faint acupoint in his body, which flickers on and off, as if it is about to burst out!

At the pinnacle of a martial sage, his energy is like Lang Ya, he can condense his fists and open the acupoints in his body!
Every acupuncture point in the human body is like a treasure of heaven and earth, and after opening, one can step into the realm of immortality.

"After the deduction of the Yangshen Kungfu, the Martial Sage is comparable to the Heavenly Immortal, so the Human Immortal is equivalent to the Golden Immortal Realm."

Zi Shou laughed.

At this time, Hong Yi also sensed Zishou's aura.

"Prisoner, do you want to condense your fist intention and cultivate your acupuncture points?"

"I've almost recovered. I can't fly at the peak of Wusheng. The jailer is going to help a group of prison masters."

Feng Jiu didn't hesitate, and with a sound of Feng Ming, she swooped away.

Sensing Hong Yi's intentions, Zishou stepped forward, stood on Feng Jiu, and muttered to himself:
"After the deduction, the Yangshen technique can be tied with the prehistoric in terms of force value, but the characteristics of some realms have not changed."

"The immortals of the wilderness can swim in the sea and the sky, and the martial saints are comparable to the heavenly immortals, but they cannot fly."

Zishou settled his thoughts, looked at Bailian boy, and said:
"Messaging the saint?"

"Unfortunately, there is no cause and effect that can escape from this world."

"Today, I will practice boxing with you, condense the meaning of boxing, and open the first acupuncture point."

Bai Lian was furious:

"Di Xin, you are too arrogant."

Holding the purple gold bowl and bowl, he recited the formula silently, and a thunderbolt emerged from the bowl. This thunderbolt carried the breath of death, making everyone feel the breath of death.

"Don't be shy!"

"Keep shouting!"

Chonghou Tiger roared and continued to beat the drum, and there were constant shouts outside Chongzhou City.

Zishou closed his eyes, feeling the voice of the mighty army of one hundred thousand, feeling the vicissitudes of Chongzhou City, the voice of the people came one after another!

The surging fist in the child's body rushed out of his body, forming a huge aura around his body, like a giant wheel of heaven and earth, incorporating all his feelings into it!
Bai Lian boy's face changed drastically, he found that his mana was repelled by Zishou's breath, making it difficult to approach.

He exclaimed:
"This is definitely not the power of the witch clan to prove the way!"

"Witch Dao can't just rely on blood energy and reject the magic power of Immortal Dao!"

Zishou ignored Bailian boy's shock, he stood on Feng Jiu's back, soared into the sky, and said:
"Six years of Emperor Xin."

"Outside Chongzhou City, foreign enemies have invaded."

"Today, this king is guarding Chongzhou City, guarding the city gate for Chongzhou, guarding the country gate for the great merchants, and guarding the Tianmen Gate for the human race!"

"This punch means that the Heavenly Gate will be interrupted!"

After Zishou's voice fell, he punched out, and an ancient city seemed to emerge behind him!

Figures emerged from the city!

His voice rolled like thunder into the army, and the hearts of all the troops were surging, wishing they could draw their swords to the sky!

His voice rolled like thunder into the city of Chongzhou, and the blood of the people was boiling, and they were about to climb up the city wall with the things at hand!

They never had this uncontrolled urge of the body.

The King of People guards the city gates for them!

How could they do nothing.

So, like Zishou, the thousands of soldiers punched Boy Bailian one after another.

Suddenly the world fell apart.

Zishou opened his mouth:
"It's all about strength."

(End of this chapter)