Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Chapter 176 Immortality Heaven

【The end of the gods, Heavenly Devil has a different journey】

[Choice 1: Return of Heavenly Devil. Reward: Great Seal of Suppressing Demons. Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black, those who suppress Heavenly Devil are close to Heavenly Devil, and it is easy to become a demon with one thought. 】

[Option 2: Goshawk farewell. Reward: flat day. The way of heaven damages more than enough and makes up for what is not enough. If there is no way in the sky, there is always a surplus, and there is always a shortage, and I will make up for it. This Supernatural Power belongs to the absolute heaven among the three wonders of heaven, earth and man. Please pay attention to the strength of the enemy and the enemy when using it, and don't pit yourself into it. 】

The long-lost system prompt sounded in his mind, but Xu Nian had no scruples, and looked at the sky with extreme fear.

The sky hangs low, the clouds twist into a vortex, there is no lightning and thunder, only the extremely depressed depression.

From the long past, the gods that should have existed forever, after withering and dying, are revealing the remaining scales to this brand new world, just like an iceberg floating up after melting, revealing the mystery that was originally buried under the water .

Accompanied by a hiss that resounded through the sky.

From the vortex of the clouds, the shadow of a gigantic goshawk appeared. Its spread wings covered half of the sky. Just by appearing in the clouds and doing nothing, it already made the whole world tremble. .

Magnificent, mysterious, supreme, and... an incompleteness that cannot be ignored.

Most of the supposedly bright feathers have fallen off, and only bones are left on one wing, and even a small half of the head is missing. One eye socket is not a pupil, but a maggot that is coming in and out on the sore, and it is clumped together. A white sphere.

These maggots are the power of Heavenly Devil who is entangled with Changshengtian.

The desert people who left the arena widened their eyes, and knelt on the ground one after another, offering their own beliefs to their gods. They were both shocked by the sudden appearance of the Changshengtian, and at the same time puzzled. Why is it a rotten look?

The most pious thing should be shown, but the high priest of Changshengtian did not kowtow. He stood under the vortex gathered by the clouds and looked up at the figure of the god.

Those old eyes were full of pity and sadness.

He burst out of the clouds.

The body that was so huge that it occupied half of the sky shrank rapidly during the dive, and flew towards Amur who could sense him and called him.

The power of the supreme and mighty god will be given to answer the prayers of believers.

"Longsheng God, thank you for your long-term protection..."

The high priest raised his hands flat, opened his chest as if embracing the heaven and the earth, and gently closed his eyes, just like he used to pray day after day in the temple deep in the desert.

However, his witch power is being stimulated, permeating the gap between Goshawk and Amur, stretching the distance that was close at hand to far away.

The heart is pious.

The behavior was so...disrespectful.

However, the remnants of Him at this time seem to no longer know how to respond to disrespect. They just flutter their wings blankly and stubbornly, wanting to pass through this vast distance like passing through the clouds, and reach the believers who are calling for Him.

A divine obsession.

The high priest who didn't even pick up the scepter obviously couldn't bear it. Shocking blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, and the old body that made a disrespectful act couldn't stop shaking.

Even the shadow of the Goshawk, which is so incomplete, is still the power of the gods.

Manpower is hard to reach.

But it's difficult, why don't you do it?

"This place is so close to the end of the world, you can't see it!"

The sound of reading aloud suddenly sounded.

The great Mr. He Qishi stood between the heaven and the earth holding a scroll in his hand, his awe-inspiring aura swept over the shadow of the goshawk and Amur who was still holding the scepter tightly in a coma.

What you say is what you say.

It's just that when this Confucian Secret Technique affects the gods, even the senior student of Youlu Academy can hardly suppress the power of backlash lightly after saying the last word.

He vomited out a mouthful of blood, staining the skirt of his clothes red.

"Hey, when it comes to vomiting blood, I haven't been in such a mess for a long time..."

He Qishi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shook his head helplessly.

at last.

On top of a tall building, a sickly figure jumped up.

The jade-white clothes that were enough to represent Zhenmagus were emitting a warm light at the moment, echoing with more Zhenmagus people around them, bringing their auras of different strengths together.

Just like streams and rivers, same as Return to Self.

A vast sea of ​​Blood Qi gathered on the fist of Zhenmensi's chief seat.

The fists soared into the sky.

It pierced through the shadow of the goshawk and shattered the clouds in the sky.

The goshawk let out a mournful cry, and the movement of flapping its wings became sluggish.

Stumbling up and down.

But after all, he is still soaring, still rushing through the ten thousand zhang distance imposed by the witch power, and still breaking through the visible and inaccessible set by the law of words.

When He responded to the call of the believers, he sent true blessings with incomplete divine power.

At that time, the Heavenly Devil who is entangled with him will also return to the long-lost world along with his divine power, relying on Amuer's body.

The high priest of the Temple of Longevity.

There is a senior student from Deer Academy.

The first seat of the Demon-Suppressing Division.

All three of them are among the strongest in this world today.

Everyone does his or her part.

It was just delaying the coming of the Longevity Heaven.

As for Qianlong and his like, who showed their stunning style in the arena before, now they can only look at the shadow of the goshawk flying from the sky to the earth from a distance, and it is difficult to get close.

Even the girl who looked up to the sky and pondered for a while, could only shake her head, and walked lightly through the threshold of the General's Mansion.

Inside the mansion.

The grey-haired and burly old general was sharpening his knife.

Seeing his granddaughter who came back from a walk, the old general smiled and poured a basin of water on the blade to wash away the rust: "I'm not worried about Mr. Zhang, but it's always necessary just in case. Even if it’s not needed now, it should come in handy in a few days.”

In a few days, the soldiers supporting General Zhechong should set off.

Now sharpen the knife.

If you can't kill the shadow of the goshawk in the sky, you can also try how much heat is left in the leader of the army who has disappeared for so many years.

"...Wow! It can still fly after being punched. Is this big bird the power of some kind of god? It's too powerful!"

The only infield spectator position, behind Xu Nian, this girl Zhang Tiantian carried out the good attitude of watching the excitement and never being afraid of big things, and she was not worried at all that she would become one of the crowd.

She stretched out her little hands to her eyebrows and made a gaze movement, looking at the shadow of the goshawk who was a god, bluffing.

Zhenmasi's breath resonance is dependent on Zhenmusi's clothes. Chu Huijie is wearing casual clothes now, and she can't do anything about it. She can only watch and clenched her fists anxiously.

Right now, the only one who can get in the way is the young Daoist Daoist.