Chapter 162 It’s time to hit the road, Fushan
Laughter shook the world, and the majestic divine shadow stretched out tens of thousands of meters in the blink of an eye, turning into a huge palm, as if to sweep Qin Jiang together The true spirit shadow behind him is held in his hand.
The three Jinyu Pavilion Masters breathed a sigh of relief in unison. They did not expect that Marshal Fukuyama was actually watching the battle in Mohai.
Now that the Marshal’s true spirit has taken action, there is no danger of life or death.
On the top of Wanghai City, the third elder, He Feiyun, fell to the ground, his forehead slightly bulging, blood color, and his mouth became sharp.
He could no longer control himself and wanted to show his true colors.
"Sir, what should I do? Do you want to escape first?" the magistrate of Wanghaicheng asked.
He Feiyun couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Escape? Where to escape? Do you think you can escape under the eyes of a true god?"
It's over, there is no hope, the true god himself will die, it's already The victory is sealed.
"Hahahaha! Fukuyama! You are finally here!"
Wild laughter resounded throughout the world, and He Feiyun looked ahead in disbelief, only to see Qin Jiang's 72-foot divine body surge again, turning into an 81-foot giant.
Blocking out the sky and the sun is like the ancient barbarian god coming to this world!
Behind him, the illusory true spirit shadow also solidified in an instant. He raised his hand and directly grabbed Fushan's true spirit arm.
“Come on!”
Qin Jiang shouted, and the true spirit burst out with majestic power, directly dragging Fushan’s true spirit to stagger, and then moved towards Mo uncontrollably. He flew to the coast, taking his divine body with him.
Fukuyama's expression changed drastically, what a god!
He is a true God! How is this possible!
Not good! It's a trap! This is a trap for him!
His consciousness spread out and he carefully sensed every corner around him, but found nothing.
Is there no other true god? !
He suddenly looked at Qin Jiang, and his divine power surged into his right arm.
Suddenly, golden lines appeared on his right arm, and golden light spots rhythmically moved on the golden lines, getting faster and faster.
Stab it——!
Fushan suddenly tore off Zhenling's right arm, threw it heavily towards Qinjiang, and then fled towards the East China Sea.
Feeling the dangerous aura coming from his arm, Qin Jiang was not surprised at all. Another true spirit arm was raised and grabbed Fushan's true spirit arm, like a golden bell.
Boom——! ! !
A violent explosion hit the golden bell, making a deafening ringing sound. If this true spirit arm were allowed to self-destruct without any hindrance, even Wanghai City would be razed to the ground, let alone the shores of the Ink Sea. !
This is the power of the true God, enough to change the mountains and landscapes!
Click, click, click!
Cracks appeared on the golden bell and then exploded, but the shock wave caused by the explosion of the true spirit arm has also disappeared.
The master of Jinyu Pavilion looked at the aftermath of the explosion with splitting eyes, what a god! True God! He is the true God!
Death! He will definitely die!
Without any hesitation, he retreated directly, leaving behind a series of afterimages at such a fast speed that the Red Phoenix Chief and the seventh-level divine warrior in the army also reacted and fled in different directions.
Someone will definitely die, but if we are separated, someone will survive!
Qin Jiang sneered, his eyes cold.
Dinghaizhu flew out, the light was strong, and the barrier outside Wanghai City expanded instantly, covering Fushan's figure.
Then the real spirit behind him waved his hand and instantly caressed the three masters of the Jinyu Pavilion.
Puff, puff, puff!
With three dull sounds, three masses of blood mist glowing with brilliant light dispersed in the wind.
"Fushan, we just met, why are you leaving now?"
Cold laughter rang in Fushan's ears. Fushan, who had already fled to the barrier, ignored it. The broken Zhenling arm returned to its original state, condensed into a battle ax, and struck the barrier brazenly.
The fierce force slashed at the barrier, making a muffled breathing sound like underwater.
I saw blue ripples rippling slightly on the barrier, but then there was nothing unusual. "No need to waste your efforts, you can't get away." Qin Jiang's figure moved forward slowly, with a sense of oppression.
Fushan closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath and slowly turned around, holding the giant ax and looking towards Qin Jiang.
"You and I are both true gods. You can't kill me, so why don't you just let me go? Now your Xia Kingdom already has three true gods. Before your immortal ancestor passes away, our Huai Kingdom will not attack again. . ”
The reason why Huai Kingdom attacked Xia Kingdom was nothing more than resources and the immortal legacy of Xia Kingdom’s immortal ancestors.
The most important thing is the legacy of the Xia Kingdom Immortal Ancestor, which is something that can make their Huai Kingdom Immortal Ancestor one step further.
The purpose of attacking the Xia Kingdom's city was actually just to deceive others, in order to confirm the status of the Xia Kingdom's Immortal Ancestor.
If they can take action, then the Immortal Ancestors of Huai Kingdom will attack with the force of thunder and kill the Immortal Ancestors of Xia Kingdom!
At that time, it will be the beginning of the rise of their Sophora Kingdom!
It would be a pity if a true god was lost before this happened.
Qin Jiang's eyes were smiling, "I don't really care whether your Huai Kingdom fights or not, I just kill as many as you come. What interests me is that I will kill you today."< br>
As he spoke, the true spirit behind him merged with his physical body, and golden lines appeared on his skin, with a faint hint of blackness at the edges of the lines.
Fushan narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but tighten his grip on the giant ax in his hand.
"It is extremely difficult to distinguish between life and death among true gods. Not to mention that you may not be able to kill me. Even if you really have the strength, I can destroy Wanghai City before you kill me! Don't force me to massacre civilians!"
< br>Qin Jiang laughed out loud, "Threatening me? You can try."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward, raised his right arm high, and clenched his fist to smash it down.
Fushan's expression changed slightly, he didn't expect Qin Jiang to be so decisive.
The giant ax slashed diagonally, tearing apart the space, and the gravel on the seashore was rolled up.
Buzz~
The high-pitched buzzing sound shook, and his pupils shrank sharply, as if he had seen something incredible.
I saw the back of Qin Jiang's fist colliding with the edge of the giant axe, but the giant ax did not cause any damage to Qin Jiang. Instead, some parts of its own edge had cracked.
This is a real artifact! He has been cultivating it for hundreds of years. It is a genuine artifact!
How could it be blocked by flesh and blood? !
Qin Jiang raised his brows slightly, tilted his hill-like head slightly, turned his hand directly to grasp the ax blade, and then exerted force fiercely.
Keng!
The blade of the giant ax was twisted in half.
Fushan looked panicked and quickly retreated, only to be blocked by the barrier behind him.
"You! You! You are not a human! You are a monster!"
Holding half of the ax blade, Qin Jiang shook his head slightly. He had overestimated the true god's strength.
It’s just mediocre.
"It's really disappointing, Fushan, you are too weak, get ready to hit the road."
As he said that, he raised his right arm horizontally, and the Dinghai Pearl fell on his palm.
Turning his palms, Dinghai Pearl turned into a ball of blue liquid, slowly turned into a long strip, and finally turned into a blue halberd.
"No, don't kill me! I can exchange information for my life! I can tell you the location of King Huai! He has already killed Emperor Huai, and the Immortal Ancestor is currently in seclusion. If he is killed, the Kingdom of Huai will definitely be destroyed. Civil strife! "
Fushan looked at Qin Jiang with anxious eyes and hope. He still has a thousand years of life, and he may even have a chance to attack the true immortal in the future! How could you die here!
Qin Jiang did not speak. He raised the halberd above his head. The cloud of will above Wanghai City seemed to feel something. A wisp of light white cloud flew around and wrapped around the halberd.
“It’s time to hit the road, Fukuyama.”
(End of this chapter)