Immortal Palace

With Tang Gu as the center, the spiritual energy within a radius of nearly a hundred miles was drained. Everyone felt the changes in the spiritual energy, and they all looked at Li Fusheng with shocked expressions.

Following Li Fusheng's roar, a faint fiery red square seal condensed in front of Li Fusheng.

The square seal was so powerful that the entire Tang Valley began to tremble, and the magma in the Tang Valley continued to spurt out, sputtering out a lot of sparks.

Boom boom boom...

The spiritual energy is still condensing, and the square seal is becoming more and more solid.

"What's this?"

He Feng, who was kicked away, saw an incredible look in his eyes when he saw the square seal condensed in front of Li Fusheng.

For some reason, when He Feng saw the square seal condensed in front of Li Fusheng, He Feng felt as if a huge mountain was being pressed against his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

Not only He Feng, but also the monks around Tanggu felt this way.

Even the monsters further away were lying on the ground, trembling.

Ho ho ho...

After many demonic beasts were suppressed, their instinctive animal nature was inspired, and bursts of roaring sounds came from their mouths, seeming to be unwilling and fearful...

"Skills and Dharma?"

Uncle He Feng had a look of shock in his eyes when he saw the square seal condensed by Li Fusheng.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle He Feng was seen rushing towards Li Fusheng without any hesitation.

Everyone present is not a fool. It is obvious that the Fang Yin condensed by He Feng is extraordinary. Uncle He Feng, as a true cultivator of Jindan Dao, certainly understands better and knows more things than everyone else.

It is a pity that Uncle He Feng had just rushed a few feet away from Li Fusheng, and his body could no longer move. No matter how hard he exerted himself, no matter how much Dao Yun he mobilized, he could not break free, as if he was imprisoned.

"What's happening here?"

"I don't understand. What is Li Fusheng's big seal?"

"I think that true cultivator seems to be no match..."

"Such a terrifying power, what on earth is this? I feel like I may have seen something amazing..."

...

The people watching outside Tanggu had countless doubts in their hearts. The big seal that Li Fusheng sacrificed was so powerful that even the space in Tanggu was pressed. At this time, Uncle He Feng rushed towards Went up.

Everyone thought that Uncle He Feng rushed forward to kill Li Fusheng before Li Fusheng's sacrifice was complete, so that the threat of the big seal could be nipped in the bud.

However, when Uncle He Feng rushed forward, everyone saw that Uncle He Feng did not make any unnecessary movements. Instead, he opened his arms and his chest was exposed.

boom!

The Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers landed directly on Uncle He Feng's chest.

A dull sound came out, and immediately after, Uncle He Feng's figure was seen dissipating. This time, it completely dissipated and did not condense again.

From everyone's perspective, it was like Uncle He Feng rushed up to Li Fusheng to attack him, knowing that he was no match.

After killing Uncle He Feng, the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers slowly dissipated.

Boom boom boom...

The dissipated mountain and river seals erupted into bursts of residual power.

"Back off! Back off!"

"Exit, the sooner the better!"

"It's over, it's really over this time!"

"What the hell is this? Even Jindan Zhenxiu's Taoist body was instantly killed..."

...

Many monks felt the residual power of the dissipation of the Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers spread out, and they all showed frightened expressions, roaring sounds coming from their mouths, and their bodies kept retreating.

Roaring is an instinctive reaction after panic.

Those who roar are not trying to remind those monks with low cultivation to run away, but in this kind of panic, perhaps only roaring can relieve the pressure in their hearts.

You can't just scream twice, right?

There are many cliffs around Yutani. These were formed by the magma of Yutani for many years, and they suddenly collapsed at this moment.

In just a few breaths, the area around Yugu was razed to the ground.

The entire scene in the Tang Valley was revealed, leaving only the burning magma rolling and making a hissing sound.

The monk who ran fast was directly shaken away by the spread of the aftershock, and there was blood in his mouth.

The monks who ran slowly left their lives around Tanggu forever, not even their bones.

It doesn't matter how strong one's cultivation is, as long as within the scope of the dissipation of the great seal of mountains and rivers, there will be no one left alive except He Feng.

Of course, there is also the half-dead Wang Changsheng.

As for why He Feng, who was the closest, was able to survive, it was because Li Fusheng did not want He Feng to die for the time being.

When the remaining power of the Mountain and River Seal dissipated, the monks who were knocked away were all lying on the ground. As for the surrounding big trees, they had long been uprooted and flew to no one knows where.

The monks who survived looked like they were surviving the disaster. They were truly surviving the disaster.

Now that Uncle He Feng's Taoist body has dissipated, it means that the winner of this battle has been decided.

The winner is Li Fusheng.

Loser, He Feng.

The deceased...Wang Changsheng...

Everyone looked around, estimated the number of monks who survived, and discovered an extremely terrifying thing. The residual power of Li Fusheng's Great Seal of Mountains and Rivers just dissipated, at least half of the monks were killed.

Those with high cultivation died, and those with low cultivation also died.

On the other hand, the team led by Song Ming was also lying on the ground at this moment. Everyone's face still maintained a look of shock. Even Su Mei, who had been hiding her cultivation, looked horrified.

Song Ming and others were very lucky. After knowing that the people in the air were Li Da and Wang Er, they originally wanted to squeeze in so that they could observe the fighting skills of strong men up close.

It is a pity that many monks broke through while observing the martial arts fight between Li Fusheng and Uncle He Feng. With such advantages, how could Song Ming and others squeeze in with their cultivation?

Instead, he was pushed to the outermost edge by the more powerful monks.

When the remaining power of the Shanhe Great Seal spread, Song Ming and others were in the first group to escape. They only suffered some minor injuries and were not seriously injured.

"This...Li Fusheng here...is too powerful..."

Song Ming said tremblingly.

Li Fusheng's strength is well known in the Shen Tian realm. Even if the battle at the God of War Tomb was a battle with the second master of Yungong Peak, then the fact that Li Fusheng killed thousands of his comrades in the Shen Tian realm must be true.

However, how many people can survive from the Tomb of the God of War and experience that battle?

After all, there are only about twenty people. Those twenty people have a high status in Shen Tianjing, and they will not talk nonsense about this kind of thing.

Everyone knows that Li Fusheng is very strong, and to what extent he is strong. The monks who are still alive today have seen it.

The Taoist body of Jindan Da Dao Zhenxiu was killed by Li Fusheng.

From now on, which monk in the Shentian realm would dare to say no to Li Fusheng?

boom!

Just when everyone was thankful to have survived, suddenly, a powerful force burst out from Li Fusheng again.

"Again?"

"Could it be that the real body of Detao True Cultivator is here in person?"

"It's impossible, haven't you seen it?"

"If you can see a fart, that's a true cultivator. Only a strong person like Li Fusheng can see it!"

..

Li Fusheng's power exploded again, and the monks present were immediately startled.

Everyone speculated that it was Uncle He Feng's true form that had arrived?

Otherwise, Li Fusheng would burst out with powerful power again?

Everyone waited for nearly half a stick of incense and found that no figure appeared in the soup valley. The power on Li Fusheng had always maintained a strong posture.

At this moment, Li Fusheng was standing in mid-air. Not far away, there was a figure lying, it was He Feng.

Li Fusheng, who burst out with power, looked at He Feng with a gloomy expression, but did not immediately kill He Feng.

For the entire half of the incense stick, He Feng lay on the ground, spending the whole time in fear.

Even desperate!

This is also Li Fusheng's purpose.

Killing He Feng so easily will only free He Feng. Now Li Fusheng is not taking action. He is suppressing He Feng with his power and letting He Feng experience what despair feels like. What does it mean to not respond every day? The ground is not working!

He Feng was really desperate now. He Feng never thought that his uncle's Taoist body was not Li Fusheng's opponent? !

If this had been put before, no matter who said it, He Feng would definitely not believe it. Not only He Feng would not believe it, but I am afraid that no monk in the Shentian realm would believe it!

Although he is a Taoist body, he is still cultivating the Tao after all!

Golden elixir avenue!

Isn’t the goal pursued by all the monks in the Shentian Realm the golden elixir avenue, the attainment of true cultivation?

"just kill me!"

After a long time, He Feng uttered a sentence.

He Feng, who originally raised his head and was a little stubborn in despair, felt as if he was deflated after saying this. He lay on the ground with his eyes blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Of course He Feng knew Li Fusheng's purpose.

Originally, He Feng thought that his uncle must have received the news when his uncle's Taoist body dissipated. When the real body arrived, he would still have hope of survival.

However, half a stick of incense time had passed and his uncle had not yet appeared. He Feng knew that he had been given up.

Even if He Feng has the potential to become the head of the He family, at least he is not the head of the He family yet. I am afraid that it is really not worthy of the arrival of his uncle's true form.

He Feng was really desperate and despairing. Otherwise, with He Feng's desire to survive, he would not have said the words to let Li Fusheng kill him.

Li Fusheng did not take action immediately, but looked at He Feng with a gloomy expression.

Li Fusheng was thinking about how to kill He Feng to make He Feng's death more desperate.

Just as Li Fusheng was thinking about it, a figure slowly emerged with a dull expression between Li Fusheng and He Feng.

Li Fusheng also saw the figure that appeared, and of course he knew who it was. However, Li Fusheng was determined to kill He Feng today, and it was useless for anyone to come.

Not only because of the sneak attack from behind by He Feng during the battle between Li Fusheng and Uncle He Feng, but also because of the sword that He Feng stabbed at Wang Changsheng. If I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Heavenly Palace of Immortality", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, talk about life, and find close friends~