This Earth Is A Bit Fearsome - Chapter 799

[Chapter 780 The curtain ends, a total victory]

This palm tore apart the world, and everyone could clearly see that the entire world was trembling and moaning under this palm.

Not even the heavens and the earth could bear such a force.

The sky was crushed inch by inch, and then it was suppressed towards Feng Qingming.

This palm fell, seemingly slow but fast, but in fact it fell on Feng Qingming in an instant.

“Damn old man, there is actually such a trick!”

Feng Qingming roared, his face was hideous, as if he was a beast, where is the calm and calm appearance before.

This move was shot down, leaving him with no escape. The world that could have been left to him has now become a huge cage for him.

This cage imprisoned him in it, and there is no way to break free.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

Feng Qingming was roaring, his whole body burst out with blood from the original golden light, this is his original color.

This is also the true face of his practice.

The Xuanwu flag that was originally protecting Feng Qingming on top of his head was shot into a cloud of smoke by this terrifying palm the moment it turned into a Xuanwu vision.

“puff!”

Feng Qingming spat out a mouthful of blood and was severely injured.

There was something incredible in his eyes. He was injured, and he was actually injured. You must know that he has not been injured for many years. Since his master died, no one has been able to hurt him again. .

That is, the first few generations of saints once threatened him, but they were also secretly killed by him.

Later, he became stronger and stronger, and even the saints who had awakened their bloodlines were not in his eyes and became his prey.

I don’t know how long ago the injury happened.

Now it’s been hit hard!

However, before he could think about it, in the next instant, this palm hit him.

Everyone watched helplessly as the palm that fell from the sky fell, and Feng Qingming was hit. Feng Qingming’s size was like an ant compared to the terrifying palm.

If you were a hundred miles away, You could see the huge palm, but Feng Qingming could not be seen.

“Ahhhhh!” Feng Qingming roared and tried to resist the slap.

“Good disciple, obediently suffer death!”

Above the sky, came the voice of the Holy Ancestor.

Everyone saw the blood mist burst out from Feng Qingming’s body, and even heard the crisp sound of bones breaking.

Everyone just felt incomparably happy, Feng Qingming was really too arrogant, he didn’t take them to heart at all, treating them like ants, killing them when he said they would.

Now he has such a day too!

Everyone is happy!

“As expected of the Holy Ancestor, even if there is only one spiritual body, he can still launch such an amazing attack!”

“Master Saint Ancestor is still protecting us after ten thousand years!”

Countless people recalled the attack of the Saint Ancestor back then. It can be said that the Saint Ancestor saved the entire Sacred Sun Continent by himself.

After ten thousand years, they still need the salvation of the ancestors.

“boom!”

This palm finally fell to the ground, and a huge handprint was smashed on the ground.

“Are you dead?”

Such an idea could not help but pop up in everyone’s mind.

“Hahahahaha!”

At this moment, a shrill laughter came.

“Old man, you can’t kill me after all, you are old!”

Everyone saw that Feng Qingming was standing in the big mudra in a miserable manner, with raggedness all over his body, the Xuanwu flag that had been sacrificed for thousands of years was also broken, and his body was covered in blood, and he did not know how many bones were broken. It looked so miserable.

“I don’t die today, and in the future, the Primordial Dao will be destroyed, that’s what I said!”

Feng Qingming let out a long whistle, his footsteps were empty, his figure rose from the ground, and he swept away.

“No, chase!”

At this time, Xuan Yangzi suddenly realized that Feng Qingming should be holding on now. Not only was the appearance extremely miserable, but the inside was actually badly damaged.

Otherwise, with this Feng Qingming’s character of being vindictive, how could he just let it go.

It must be impossible to hold it any longer. The palm of his hand hit him hard just now, so he was forced to do so.

Suddenly, a large number of masters finally reacted and chased in the direction of Feng Qingming.

There are still many people in mid-air bowing their heads to the Holy Ancestor, thanking the Holy Ancestor for saving the Holy Sun Continent once again.

Even if it is just the spiritual body of the holy ancestor, but to them, there is no difference.

The Holy Ancestor accepted these salutes calmly, and he didn’t care about the salutes of these people, he just said lightly: “This is the only one, the last time, and after all, this scourge has not been eradicated!”

“I’ll see you later, my junior!”

Saint Ancestor looked at the depths of the central mountain gate of Hunyuan Dao, as if a pair of eyes could penetrate the nine secluded world.

Saying that, the spiritual body of the holy ancestor dissipated in the air.

For a time, everyone was stunned, and then countless people burst into tears. They knew that this time was the last time.

In the future, the Holy Ancestor is afraid that even the last preserved spirit body will be gone.

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Countless people couldn’t help crying, tears streaming down their faces.

Even the most hard-hearted people at this time, facing the Holy Ancestor’s life, will burn the last spiritual body after death and fight for the Holy Sun Continent for the rest of his life.

This battle finally came to an end. Without Feng Qingming’s support, how could the army of the Blood God Sect stop the counterattack of Hunyuan Dao? All the way back to the depths of 100,000 mountains.

Hunyuan Dao’s revenge was like a hurricane, directly tearing apart all the defenses of the Blood God Sect.

Along the way, various sub-altars were uprooted, and countless experts of the Blood God Sect were chased and fled.

This is the truth of what is called a tree falling and a hozen scattered.

He even made it all the way to the main altar of the Blood God Sect in the 100,000-strong mountain, and this time, without Feng Qingming’s obstruction, no one could stop the army of Hunyuan Dao.

Without the masters, the elites were all killed and injured by Lu Xuan’s previous blow, and there was no such thing as Feng Qingming, who was like a living god.

The main altar of the Blood God Sect was completely vulnerable, it was uprooted, and in the end, it was burnt to the ground.

The monstrous fire light illuminated the night sky, and even if the distance is far away, you can see that the sky is full of fire.

This monstrous battle that decided the future destiny of the entire Shengyang Continent finally ended in a comprehensive victory of the Primordial Dao.

The significance of this battle even surpassed any previous battle. In this battle, Hunyuan Dao completely uprooted the Blood God Sect.

Thousands of years of entanglement and melee finally came to an end in this generation.

For a time, the world was in an uproar!

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