Chapter 148

Ren Xiaoyao looked at the six lords of the dynasty's destiny in front of him and said, "You are only at the realm of good fortune, are you worthy of fighting with me? I want to see if you can catch my palm!"

At this moment, the six lords of the dynasty's destiny rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao with great momentum.

When they looked up and saw the huge Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Handprint above the sky, which was emitting endless pressure, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and instantly felt a chill and fear from head to toe spread throughout the body, as if countless ants were gnawing at their nerves, making their scalps numb.

This strong and almost suffocating sense of oppression was like a towering mountain pressing down on one's head, and like an endless ocean raising raging waves, sweeping over like an overwhelming force.

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts, feeling that they were as small as ants in the dust and could not compete with it at all.

But at this time, the six lords of the luck of the dynasties had no way to retreat. They could only fight with Ren Xiaoyao. With deafening roars and roars, the rolling and powerful true essence continued to flow out of their bodies and rushed straight into the sky.

The six lords of the luck of the dynasties seemed to have the power to destroy the world, and at the same time, they fiercely bombarded the Zhenwu Demon-slaying Great Handprint that Ren Xiaoyao had displayed!

For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds were surging, and the whole space was filled with violent energy fluctuations, as if to tear this world apart completely.

But even if the killing power released by the six lords of the luck of the dynasties was as continuous as the surging river, or even endless, when they encountered Ren Xiaoyao's Zhenwu Demon-slaying Great Handprint, they were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, so insignificant, and even just like an absurd joke.

Zhenwu Demon-slaying Great Handprint is a spell that Ren Xiaoyao has mastered to perfection!

How can a mortal stop it?

Then, in the entire capital, whether it was the top warriors or the common people, everyone only heard a deafening roar, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting.

Then, the sounds of "crack", "crack", and "crack" continued to ring, and the terrifying weapons held by the six lords of the dynasty's destiny were all broken into countless pieces in an instant, flying everywhere.

At this time, the six lords of the dynasty's destiny had no time to take any countermeasures. The surging true energy on their bodies was like fragile glass, and it was completely shattered in an instant.

Every lord of the dynasty's destiny showed a look of horror on his face, which was a kind of despair and fear that only appeared when facing the threat of death.

The only thought in their minds was to quickly escape from this terrifying Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Handprint. However, under the cover of the unparalleled Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Handprint, they only felt that all the strength in their bodies seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible huge force, as if they were stuck in a quagmire and couldn't extricate themselves. Even moving a footstep became extremely difficult, let alone trying to escape.

In the blink of an eye.

The figures of the six lords of the dynasty's destiny were completely swallowed up by the huge Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Handprint.

However, the power contained in the Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Handprint did not show any sign of attenuation.

It was like a straight lightning, smashing to the ground. In an instant, the earth trembled violently, as if a dragon turned over, accompanied by bursts of earth-shaking loud noises. At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew up, whistling and sweeping across the entire capital of Dazhou.

At this moment, tens of millions of people living in the capital of the Great Zhou were knocked to the ground by the powerful impact without any defense.

People were terrified, screaming and shouting one after another.

Endless dust rose into the air like rolling yellow smoke, filling the void, covering the sky and the sun, and blurring people's vision.

At the same time, deep and huge cracks spread rapidly among the streets and buildings of the capital of the Great Zhou, like a ferocious beast with a bloody mouth. Houses collapsed, city walls collapsed, and the originally prosperous and lively city turned into a ruin in an instant.

Duan Yichen also fell to the ground in a miserable state, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

Although he had always been full of absolute confidence in Ren Xiaoyao and firmly believed that the immortal immortal could easily wipe out any opponent, at this moment, seeing the Zhenwu Demon-killing Handprint with his own eyes, his heart was still filled with fear.

This Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Handprint brought him an unprecedented, even deep-rooted fear, as if as long as Ren Xiaoyao used all his strength to swing this palm, the vast territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty would be shattered and vanished in an instant.

Lu Yuyan was also extremely frightened. She looked at the huge cracks on the ground and said tremblingly: "This... is this really martial arts? Martial arts can be so powerful, this... how is this possible!"

"This... is this the power of the immortal immortal?"

Witnessing this scene, Ren Xiaoyao's nominal grandfather, the head of the Great Zhou's destiny, Ren Huaijin, was also full of astonishment and disbelief.

This warrior, who had just entered the realm of creation and was full of vigor and vitality, was now as pale as paper and trembling all over.

The original arrogance and arrogance in his heart had long since disappeared, replaced by deep fear and despair.

He once arrogantly believed that once he achieved the realm of good fortune, he would be invincible in the entire dynasty and become an unrivaled existence. Today, he was looking for Ren Xiaoyao because he wanted to defeat this immortal immortal and use him as his whetstone.

Now, after personally feeling the destructive power of the immortal immortal, he was shocked to realize how naive and ridiculous his previous thoughts were.

It turned out that his so-called powerful strength was simply vulnerable in front of the immortal immortal, as small as an ant. Not to mention competing with him, he didn't even have the qualifications to look up at him!

At this moment, Ren Huaijin's mind almost completely collapsed.

And in the capital.

Countless people cheered excitedly.

"Eternal Immortal! This is the strength of the Immortal!"

"I've said it before, the Immortal is invincible!"

"Hahaha, what a bullshit Lord of Luck, he's nothing in front of the Immortal!"

...

For the people in the capital of the Great Zhou, they have long regarded Ren Xiaoyao as a belief, so now Ren Xiaoyao bursts out with such a destructive power, which is in line with their imagination of immortals.

"Martial Arts to Break the Void! This is the power of the Martial Arts to Break the Void realm!"

Although Bai Ze felt that Ren Xiaoyao was in the Martial Arts to Break the Void realm, and knew that Ren Xiaoyao would never lose, he still felt endless shock when he saw the True Martial Arts to Slay the Demons Great Handprint.

He remembered the legend of Qinling Tiandi, the first emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty. This Tiandi was said to be in the Martial Arts to Break the Void realm. At his peak, he could split the river with one palm and split the mountain with one palm, and was invincible.

But now, the True Martial Arts to Break the Demons Great Handprint used by Ren Xiaoyao seems to be more powerful and terrifying than Qinling Tiandi!

At this time, Ren Xiaoyao stretched out his hand and sank into the ground. The six lords of the dynasty's luck, who were already dying, were engulfed by Ren Xiaoyao's spiritual power. Of course, it was not that these six lords of the dynasty's luck were resistant to the blows and survived under the Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Handprint, but Ren Xiaoyao deliberately spared their lives.

After all, the lords of the dynasty's luck were also favored by the Heavenly Dao. If Ren Xiaoyao forcibly killed them, he would certainly be hated by the Heavenly Dao, and he would encounter a more powerful heavenly tribulation the next time he crossed the tribulation.

The best solution is naturally to use the purple gold luck gourd to extract the luck in their bodies.

First, it can avoid the hatred of the Heavenly Dao, and second, it can offset the power of the next heavenly tribulation.

Soon, Ren Xiaoyao brought the six lords of the dynasty's luck to his mansion.

At this time, Ren Xiaoyao was not in a hurry to extract the luck in the bodies of the six lords of the dynasty's luck. He looked at Ren Huaijin in front of the mansion, smiled, and said.

"Mr. Ren, didn't you just say you wanted to challenge me? Now that I've dealt with these six guys, I'm free. How about we continue fighting?"

Ren Huaijin was still in a daze. The battle just now made his mind blank, but at this moment, Ren Xiaoyao's words fell into his ears, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky that hit him directly.

In an instant, Ren Huaijin felt as if he was hit hard by a thunderbolt. His body trembled violently, and beads of sweat quickly oozed out of his forehead and rolled down his cheeks.

At the same time, a chill surged from his spine and instantly spread throughout his body, making his back wet in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, he could clearly feel his heart beating wildly in his chest, as if it was about to break through his chest and jump out.

"No, no, no, immortal immortal, please raise your hand and spare my life!"

Ren Huaijin's face was full of horror, his lips trembled violently, and he could hardly say a complete sentence.

The whole person's face is extremely miserable.

window._taboola = window._taboola || ; _taboola.push({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail - 300x250', target_type: 'mix' });