pertwk Chapter 1830: Please, Immortal, Go
Chapter 1830: Please, Immortal, Go
Chapter 1830: Please, Immortal, Go
These words were so sonorous and powerful that they brought silence to the surrounding area.
It has been six years. Since he obtained the divine bone necklace and encountered the Panlong world, this is the first time he has spoken these words to the world.
The evening wind howled, carrying his words to the valley, echoing back and forth.
"...General Hu Yi..."
"General... yes..."
"Huh?" Dong Rui opened his mouth and couldn't close it. Aunt Zhu was petrified on the spot.
What did they hear?
The black-armored soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment; this was the first time they had heard of their lord's identity.
Since they didn't know the past of Panlong City, they had less awe and more doubts.
Zhenren Qianhuan said that Panlong City disappeared more than 150 years ago, so how could the lord be the general of the city?
"There are no survivors in Panlong City, how could you..." Qian Huan was obviously also stunned by this news. But after all, he had much more experience than ordinary people, and he immediately had some strange associations, "Are you the dead soul of Panlong City, possessing someone else's body? Who are you, Zhong Shengguang, Zhong Wuhan, or... Mitian?!"
This kid looks young, but he is very smart and sinister, and he is definitely more than twenty years old. So is he some old ghost who took over a new body, first plotting against the Heavenly Palace, and then plotting against him, Qianhuan Zhenren?
There are thousands of supernatural powers in the world, and if there is indeed someone who can do this, he will recognize one.
The more Qian Huan thought about it, the more he felt that it was right. Wasn't Panlong City also a beneficiary of the struggle between the Heavenly Palace and Lingshan in the past? It was just that this He guy did it more covertly and quietly.
He is a poisonous snake lurking in the bushes, waiting to deliver a lethal dose of poison to the winner of a fight between two strong opponents!
It is said that when Panlong City was captured, the victor did not get the Dafang Pot.
This divine object chose to sink along with Panlong City and was buried under the vast yellow sand.
At that time, Qian Huan had a premonition that this rare treasure would one day come into the world.
No wonder this guy kept asking about what happened after the fall of Panlong City. It turned out he wanted to identify his enemy.
"There are no survivors in Panlong City, but there are successors." He Lingchuan looked through the Haoyuan Golden Mirror and seemed to be looking at Qian Huan. The more resentful the other party's eyes were, the calmer He Lingchuan's tone became, "As long as I am here, Panlong will not die!"
Qian Huan roared suddenly, and more than a hundred thunderbolts flashed in the upside-down sea.
Thunder fell from the sky and struck He Lingchuan directly!
At that moment, the sky was majestic, lightning snakes were dancing wildly, and the nearby woods were all reflected in an iron blue color.
As soon as He Lingchuan revealed his identity, Qian Huan knew that there was no way back.
He Lingchuan heard everything Miao Zhantian said in Panlong Lonely City without missing a word. He did not ask Qian Huan to verify whether what the Great Demon said was true or false.
No need.
This ghost came here for revenge, against Tianmo and Qianhuan!
Qian Huan no longer had any illusions in his heart, so he used his own power to forcibly send down thunder on the Upside-Down Sea.
Whether he could escape or survive depended on whether he could kill He Lingchuan with this blow!
Thunder from the Sky is the most energy-consuming magical power. Qian Huan was already at the end of his strength at this time, and it was particularly strenuous for him to perform it. Even his soul in Panlong Lonely City felt his eyes go dark and his consciousness go weak, and he was almost bitten in the waist by the Shadow Dragon.
But He had no choice. He Lingchuan had the Haoyuan Golden Mirror in his hand, so no matter what other great magical powers Qian Huan used, he could use the mirror to escape.
Only the thunder that descended from the sky was so fast that it surpassed the general reaction of all living beings.
He also tried his best. More than a hundred lightning bolts gathered at one point. The waist diameter of the combined light beam was two meters thick, and then it smashed down towards He Lingchuan!
The country has never been so bright.
Even the mortals in the upper realm can feel the thunder and lightning here across the barrier of the fantasy world.
Then there is no more then.
The world became bright and then quiet again.
He Lingchuan and everyone behind him were still standing there. They had not turned into ashes, but there was occasionally a tiny electric current flowing through their bodies.
Inside the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, there were lightning and thunder for a while before things gradually returned to normal.
The extremely powerful beams of lightning were all guided by the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, and not a single one struck them.
There is no doubt that the Haoyuan Golden Mirror itself is just a channel, and what really absorbs Lei Ji is the Dafang Pot!
If the elders of the Huan Sect chased He Lingchuan, or even Qian Huan himself took action against him, Dafang Hu would be unable to intervene; but if Qian Huan used the power of the laws to activate the great magical powers of heaven and earth, Dafang Hu could not sit idly by!
When the lightning came down, Dong Rui's brain froze. It was not until the lightning disappeared that he said "Oh my God" with a look of fear on his face.
If such a thick and large lightning beam hit him, he would be dead before he could even react.
Qian Huan finally despaired.
Thousands of years of cultivation, will it all end here in one day?
He Lingchuan patted his sleeves and said solemnly: "Causes in the past will have consequences in the future! Why doesn't Immortal Qianhuan take up the spear for the world, kill Miao Zhantian, and seek peace for the world in the future? This is the greatest merit——"
"——Just like the Dragon God!"
At this point, he also realized something. No wonder Dafanghu wanted to seal off Panlonggucheng!
True Man Qianhuan is high and mighty, and has been taking advantage of others all his life; this time, it is his turn to be taken advantage of and sacrifice his life for justice.
This ghost who was hiding his head and showing his tail was actually forcing him to die with Miao Zhantian! Qian Huan's voice was as dark as the wind blowing out of the icy hell:
"Well, I'm not as good as you in planning, I deserve to die! I'm not as cruel as you. But after all the scheming, there will always be a time when you run out of strength and wisdom! On that day, you, He Lingchuan, will end up even worse than me!"
At the end of his life, he, as a true immortal, issued a final curse to his enemies.
Hearing the last few words, Dong Rui and the black-armored soldiers felt their hair stand on end, and Aunt Zhu moved her feet nervously.
Who wouldn’t be horrified to hear the curse of a true immortal?
"Don't worry about what happens in the future." He Lingchuan looked up at the Haoyuan Golden Mirror and said word by word, "Please go ahead, Immortal Venerable."
He also has his cause and effect, and he also has his karma.
But definitely not today.
……
Panlong lonely city.
Zhenren Qianhuan suddenly caused thunder to descend from the sky in the Upside-Down Sea, and Miao Zhantian was shocked. He didn't expect that he had such a trick.
This old guy seems to be at the end of his rope and in a miserable state, but in fact, he has many secret tricks that come one after another and always give people unexpected shocks.
It's like a large sponge filled with water. No matter how dry you squeeze it, there is still moisture in it.
If these hundreds of lightning bolts are not aimed at Bai Ziqi, then their target must be He Xiao!
If He Xiao was killed on the spot, the Panlong Lonely City in Qianhuan's Sea of Consciousness would most likely perish, and Miaozhantian's hope of victory would be extinguished again...
At this moment, Miao Zhantian cursed thousands of words in his heart.
However, He waited for several breaths, and the lonely Panlong City was safe and stable, with no strange phenomena.
Miao Zhantian ran up to the city wall and looked out. The sea was calm, without any huge waves, and it was the same as before.
He couldn't help but laugh out loud, overjoyed.