Indestructible Dao Body of the Eight-Star Ancient God, is that something a mortal like you can speak of?
"Long Panzi, back then you led people to hunt me down, and even killed my disciple Liu Mei, causing her to suffer all kinds of torture. Today, I will come here in person to take back the money and profits for this deep revenge of the Blood Sea!"
As soon as the words fell, the aura around Luo Chuan exploded, the originally restrained power was completely released, and the violent Ancient God Power swept the world.
The long silver-white hair moved automatically without wind, and a faint golden-red Ancient God divine light appeared all over the body. Above the sky, the sun and the moon shone together, and there were many strange phenomena.
A terrifying coercion originating from the Ancient God Supreme instantly enveloped the entire Cultivation Alliance, causing all the alliance monks to tremble and crawl to the ground.
Long Panzi felt the absolute suppression originating from the level of physical life. His face instantly turned pale to the extreme. A turbulent wave arose in his heart, and he secretly said:
"Eight-Star Ancient God... No wonder this junior dared to go to the Cultivation Alliance alone, and he actually entered the realm of Eight-Star Ancient God!"
Luo Chuan's silver-white Daoist robe automatically rolled up with the pressure, and the immortal spiritual power all over his body blended with Ancient God's divine power, condensing into substantial blood-colored secret patterns, wrapping around his muscles and bones like a living creature, faintly exuding wild and ferocious power.
The toes lightly touched the ground, and the white jade floor tiles of the entire Cultivation Alliance main hall collapsed.
Countless rubbles were lifted into the air by the tyrannical force, trembling, and even the surrounding space was rippled with twists and turns.
"Blood debt must be paid with blood?"
Long Panzi Forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, the coiled dragon pattern on the gilded Daoist robe instantly burst out with golden light, he quickly pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the pure gold spiritual power gathered in the sky and took shape.
The spiritual power turned into a dragon war spear that was about ten feet long. The spear edge breathed out cold light and locked directly at Luo Chuan's heart.
"In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. Back then, your disciple Liu Mei's cultivation was shallow, but it was just bad luck! Today I will let you learn that the supreme cultivation of Void Spirit's Dzogchen realm is not something that a junior like you can challenge!"
Before he finished speaking, Long Panzi's body suddenly jumped into the air, and the Coiling Dragon War Spear, carrying the roar that tore the sky, pierced Luo Chuan's face with the momentum of crushing everything.
A cold light flashed in Luo Chuan's eyes. He stood still and waved his right hand into the air. A blood-red Jade Flute with Ancient God Star Pattern engraved on it appeared out of thin air and was held by him in one hand.
I saw him flipping his wrist slightly, blocking the front with the body of the flute, not dodging or avoiding, and went straight to meet the roaring spear.
"Clang!"
The deafening sound of the collision of gold and stone resounded throughout the world. The two forces of destruction collided with each other, and a circular shock wave swept across all directions, shaking all the glazed jade tiles at the top of the hall into powder.
Long Panzi felt an overwhelming and majestic force pouring down the spear shaft, and his arms instantly became numb and painful.
The whole person felt like being hit by a meteorite, shot backwards, and hit hard on the white jade dragon column outside the hall. His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out on the spot.
"Ridiculous! How can your physical strength be so strong?"
Long Panzi held his chest in severe pain tightly and looked at Luo Chuan with eyes full of unbelievable horror.
The killing blow that he used all his Void Spirit peak cultivation was blocked by the opponent with pure physical strength. This completely subverted his understanding of the realm of cultivation.
Luo Chuan holds Jade Flute in his hand and approaches slowly and steadily. Every step he takes makes the souls of the monks around him tremble, as if he is stepping on everyone's heart.
"Indestructible Dao Body of the Eight-Star Ancient God, is this something that a mere mortal like you can make?"
"Back then, when you humiliated my disciple Liu Mei in every possible way and tortured and killed his soul, did you ever think that there would be a day when you would be liquidated today?"
"Set up the formation! Everyone immediately joins forces to set up the formation and kill this beast!"
Long Panzi looked crazy and yelled at the top of his lungs at the remaining alliance executives in the hall.
The monks who had been stunned by the coercion suddenly woke up from a dream, and one after another sacrificed their magic weapons, and various spiritual lights rose into the sky, intertwining to form an extremely thick defensive wall of light.
At the same time, dozens of magical attacks containing a lifetime of cultivation came overwhelmingly towards Luo Chuan.
Luo Chuan raised a cold sneer at the corner of his lips, raised his left hand in the air, and the blood-colored spiritual power surged endlessly, condensing into a giant shield with Ancient God Secret Runes engraved on it, standing in front of him, blocking all attacks without moving at all.
The next moment, Luo Chuan rose into the air, gently waving Jade Flute in his hand, and a bloody sound wave swept out across the sky.
Like the pouring of the Milky Way, the seemingly indestructible defensive wall of light was split in half in just an instant.
Looking at the alliance monks who still had a fierce look on their faces and were ready to make a move, Luo Chuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then a cold shout like Nine Heavens Startling Thunder resounded deep in everyone's soul:
"Those who do not leave this place within three breaths will have their souls destroyed."
"One breath."
"Two breaths."
Luo Chuan's voice was cold and bone-chilling, like Nine Netherworlds's death-defying declaration from purgatory, which penetrated directly into the sea of consciousness of every monk, making people's souls fly away.
Finally, one of the monks collapsed completely. Unable to resist the fear that penetrated his bones any longer, he turned around and fled into the distance desperately.
The rest of the people looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. They turned around and wanted to flee. But Luo Chuan just snorted coldly and said in an indifferent tone:
"It's too late to leave now."
There are still many monks who are dazzled by fame and ferocity, and rush towards Luo Chuan with red eyes at all costs. But in front of this Eight-Star Ancient God, all their struggles are like a mantis trying to control the chariot.
Luo Chuan The fingertips were raised slightly, and a streak of blood Azure Thunder suddenly fell from the sky, splitting into countless fine thunder nets in an instant, moving wildly among the crowd, ruthlessly harvesting lives.
However, in just a short moment, the monks Spirit Severing and Jingnie Realm, who were still fearless of death, were shrouded in blood-colored thunder, and their physical bodies and Nascent Soul Realm were torn apart and crushed at the same time. They didn't even have time to scream, and their souls dispersed and their bodies disappeared on the spot.
Under the horrified gazes of the surrounding survivors, figures one after another fell from the sky one after another like kites with broken strings.
And their shattered souls were all extracted by Luo Chuan using secret methods, and were mercilessly involved in the Ten Thousand Soul Banner that emerged behind them, becoming nutrients in the flags.
"Ah!...!"
The shrill screams came one after another. Those Ascendant Realm and Jingnie Realm monks who were all-powerful in the star field were like ants in front of Luo Chuan.
He was not even considered an enemy of Yihe. His body was instantly torn apart by sound waves and thunder, and the hot blood dyed the entire palace square red.
In just a few breaths of time, most of the originally densely packed alliance of strong men had been destroyed, leaving only a handful of people who were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, their whole bodies weak, and they didn't even have the strength to take steps to escape.
Long Panzi Looking at the tragic scene of corpses strewn in front of him, his pupils shrank violently, and the last trace of luck in his heart completely turned into despair.
He clearly understood that the gap between him and Luo Chuan had long been like a chasm. If we could not die together today, the entire Cultivation Alliance would be destroyed.
"Luo Chuan! Don't go too far!"