usatvline Chapter 306 The Arrival of the Giant Hand
Chapter 306 The Arrival of the Giant Hand
boom!
A muffled sound came out.
The high priest's eyes suddenly widened and his pupils shrank.
"This is?"
next moment.
hum-
"The sound of the great way?" The high priest was stunned.
"How can this be?"
He quickly looked up at the literary energy above his head.
I saw that the literary energy, which was originally just a little short of a hundred feet, was increasing at an astonishing speed.
One hundred and one zhang, one hundred and two zhang, ...
"hiss--"
What the hell is going on?
The high priest was completely confused. It was obvious that he had given up on himself in despair and was ready to pave the way with his own body.
Then suddenly I got a wake-up call.
How could he have broken through this realm that no one had broken through in ten thousand years?
"Li Yan?"
The gleam in the high priest's eyes grew brighter and more intense.
Just like the rising sun!
boom--
A powerful aura, centered on the high priest, instantly burst out in all directions, destroying all the houses, tables, chairs, flowers, plants and trees around.
Then the high priest suddenly rose into the air.
Countless dark clouds gathered in the sky and thunder dragons flashed.
Countless civilians and warriors in Tianjing City stopped what they were doing and looked up.
I saw an elegant figure standing majestically under the thunder in the sky.
Although his body was small, he had the power to shake the heaven and earth, and he withstood the surging pressure.
"Is this a tribulation?"
"Judging from his power, has another Martial Saint appeared in Tianjing City?"
"Who is that figure? Why does it feel so familiar?"
"..."
Countless civilians and warriors put down what they were doing and started discussing.
Tianjing City hasn't been this lively for a long time.
Some warriors from aristocratic families looked at the thin figure in the air with surprise.
This high priest is really not a simple person.
He actually accomplished this unprecedented feat and opened up the path of literature.
"I'm afraid that this literary path will be as swarming as a river, and countless geniuses will emerge."
Many people from prominent families were secretly amazed.
For the high priest who had been immersed in it for hundreds of years, the thunder was just a new beginning.
Rumble!
The terrifying calamity clouds were still gathering rapidly, and their might was so great that even the old King Qian, who was in the King Qian Palace, had a slightly gloomy expression on his face.
This is close to the power of the fifth level of Martial Saint.
The high priest's cultivation level is only comparable to that of a Martial Saint of the first level. Can he get through it safely?
In the Academy of Literature, Chu He not only observed the literary energy that continued to surge in Qin Guangren's body, but also looked at the high priest in the air.
After absorbing the "huge tonic" that Qin Guangren gave him, Chu He didn't think he would fail in his tribulation.
The only thing that worried him was the Moon Worship Cult.
This sect that seemed to appear suddenly was actually laid out a hundred years ago, and there was also the mysterious Moon Messenger.
Who is he?
A celestial being or the reincarnation of an immortal?
At this moment, an astonishing bolt of lightning came from the air, tearing and slashing straight towards the high priest.
The shocking purple light that cut through the daylight made everyone subconsciously glance away.
"Ha ha..."
"I have roamed the world for three hundred years, and today I have finally achieved my goal, haha..."
The high priest seemed fearless of the purple lightning and laughed wildly in the air.
Then he flicked his sleeves and a green scroll flew out. The scroll was painted with a picture of mountains, rivers and the country, and countless students were reading the truths of the saints in it.
"Never tire of teaching!"
As the high priest's voice fell, the green scroll immediately unfolded, and the sea of books wrapped the purple thunder.
With a "hiss" sound, the shocking thunder and lightning suddenly disappeared.
"hiss--"
The warriors who were watching were secretly shocked, staring at this incredible scene with wide eyes.
This high priest is so impressive.
He actually used the vast sea of knowledge of scholars to break the first thunder tribulation.
"This high priest..."
Chu He watched and laughed secretly.
He could understand this kind of person too well. After being trapped for three hundred years and finally being freed, how could he not pretend to be cool?
"No, when I pass the Martial Saint Tribulation, I will also show my skills..."
Chu He thought for a while.
Rumbling--
At this moment, the second thunder struck.
next moment.
A giant hand that supported the sky grabbed it.
boom!
The terrifying thunderbolt in everyone's eyes was dispersed by the giant hand without anyone even having time to react.
"How can this be?"
The high priest's eyes widened, and he stared at the giant hand that supported the sky with disbelief on his face.
His thunder tribulation!
So, will he be considered a successful writer in the future? No one can answer him.
All the warriors in Tianjing City were startled instantly. It seemed that things had changed drastically?
The old Qian Wang in the Qian Palace's face changed drastically in an instant, and he said bitterly: "Well, well, well, what a remnant of the ghost clan, my good sixth son!"
Others may not know who this Sky-Supporting Ghost Hand is, but who is Old King Qian?
The emperor who nearly exterminated the entire ghost clan together with Baili Hongfei a hundred years ago.
But later on, the ghost clan disappeared inexplicably, and even though the Demon Refining Bureau searched all over the mountains and plains, they couldn't find them. He could only ask the Mirage Clan to keep a close eye on Youdu.
It was not until that rebellious son went to Jiangnan that he woke up and realized that all this was the work of that rebellious son.
"What a reincarnated exiled immortal from the Supreme Dao Sect!"
The old King Qian had a fierce look in his eyes.
He wanted to let the world know that even an old lion can still fight a tiger.
Old King Qian rose into the air, looked coldly at the ghost hand that continued to attack Tianjing City, and suddenly shouted.
"Generals, obey the order!"
The voice of the old King Qian instantly spread throughout Tianjing City and all the towns within thousands of miles.
Suddenly everyone was stunned. They actually heard the emperor's voice?
But isn't His Majesty thousands of miles away? Even an immortal couldn't do this.
next moment.
From mountains, rivers, seas, high peaks and deep valleys, countless astonishing auras burst out.
"The Lord is calling us?"
"Duty calls, Tianlong must arrive!"
"Your Majesty, I never thought that the day would come when my Tianlong Army would have an audience with Your Majesty."
An old man in a python robe laughed heartily.
The terrifying laughter instantly shattered the surrounding valleys. The thousand-foot valley was flattened to the ground, and countless flowers, trees, and animals were turned into dust.
Then the old man turned into a shocking blue light and shot towards Tianjing City, crossing hundreds of miles in a breath.
It turned out to be a super powerful person who was an eighth-level martial saint.
boom!
The high priest was hit by the ghost hand and had no power to resist. He was directly knocked into the bottom of the ground and his life or death was unknown.
But no one cares about that now.
That terrifying giant hand, like a pillar supporting the sky, came down towards the defensive formation of Tianjing City with destructive power.
"Quick, quick, use all your strength to activate the formation, we must defend it!"
"All the runes of Tiangong Pavilion have been used up. Are you still keeping them to burn as paper for yourself?"
There are outposts all over Tianjing City.
Countless soldiers in golden armor shouted loudly, and all the true energy in their bodies was released to activate the city defense formation.
Under the giant hand.
Countless people seemed to be frightened and stared blankly at the giant hand that was falling down on them.
At this moment, they had only one thought in their minds.
Hold on, you must hold on!