kingnovel Chapter 239, That's it?
Chapter 239, That's it?
Pei House.
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Pei Jue was suddenly knocked down to the ground again, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Even the spiritual root flame burning on his body dimmed a bit.
In fact, he also knew that even if he burned his spiritual roots, it was impossible to stop the black energy for too long.
But he didn't expect that this moment would come so soon.
Pei Jue raised his head, looked at the black air that was about to attack again in front of him, and immediately gripped the long knife in his hand again.
He can make another shot, after this time, he will definitely burn out his spiritual roots, escape from being engulfed by black energy and die.
But so what? !
"Come on!" Pei Jue yelled, holding the knife with his hand, and stood up straight with his head raised.
However, at this moment, a stream of light suddenly flew down from the sky, and the streamer seemed to be directly in front of his eyes.
Then he didn't wait for him to see clearly.
A voice that was so familiar to him that he could no longer be familiar with it sounded.
"I am Xiao Yan, the top of the sky."
The Ancestral Hall of the Chen Family in Jiuyi City.
A group of children hid under the table in the ancestral hall, and in front of them was the Daoist Mortal Realm who was a little older than them. Before the Daoist Mortal Realm, there were several people from the realm standing with knives.
Before the situation, there were three old men who were dying.
Their Chen family and Jiuyi Mountain share weal and woe, and have inherited it for a hundred years. Apart from the heavenly realm experts who entered the enshrinement hall, it is not that there are no masters.
But now they are all dead.
So some of their old stuff must stand out.
"Old man, I can hold on for another half stick of incense."
"Hehe, Old Chen, you are still as bad as ever! I can hold on for another stick of incense!!"
"Haha, you can't do that."
"Then how long can you last?"
"I, I can still hold on to a cup of tea time. I will go ahead of you, my lord. You are no match for me."
"Old Liu!"
"Stop talking, this black air is coming again!!"
Lao Liu's expression froze, and his expression sank in an instant.
However, at this moment, streamers of water mirrors suddenly came from above the sky.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely young voice came out of the water environment.
"I am Xiao Yan, the top of the sky."
At the same time, Xiao Yan's words resounded at the same time in Xing's Mansion, Yuan's Mansion, Cheng's Mansion, the family mansions in Jiuyi Mountain, and even every corner of Jiuyi City where there were living beings.
"Patriarch Xing, who is Xiao Yan?"
"Xiao Yan, what are you going to do?!"
"Sky Dome Xiao Yan? Who is he?"
"Xiao Yan? The one at Qing Jianfeng? How did he appear here? What is he going to do?!"
"Who is Xiao Yan?"
"Why did the spirit weapon of Jiuyi Mountain fall into the hands of the people on the top of the sky?!"
"........."
All of a sudden, a common question popped up in the minds of all the Patriarch's disciples in Nine Yi City.
That is - Xiao Yan, what exactly is he going to do?
But at this moment, our rightful lord, Xiao Yan, has already lifted off and floated to the center of the large formation protecting the city.
Under his feet was the dilapidated Nine Yi City, surrounded by killing and hostility, with screams overwhelming the noise.
Watching this scene, Xiao Yan inevitably felt some ripples in his heart.
What he had thought in his mind before was to follow Jiang Tianzhe's path in the script, robbing him of the "achievements" that should have belonged to him, as well as the favors from the high-ranking Yuwen family of Jiuyi Mountain and other patriarchs.
But now, seeing such scenes, he no longer has any calculations in his mind.
Only, only pity.
Under the ground, an elder of the Yuwen family looked at Xiao Yan, and immediately frowned.
"Clan elder, do we really want him to come, a person from the sky dome?"
The "Mirror Shadow Stone", the Zhenzong spiritual weapon, was opened by them and everyone else.
But everyone present, including the clan elders, has already learned the Osumizhang of Mengbanjiu.
No matter from which point of view, the important task of saving Jiuyi Mountain through the mirror image stone should be done by their members of the Yuwen clan.
But the elders of the clan actually resisted all opinions and directly handed over these matters to Xiao Yan.
This is wrong, really wrong.
But when the Yiyi clan elder heard the words, he didn't even look at him.
"The Great Sumeru Palm originally belonged to him, and now it's not up to him to teach it. Do you still have to teach it?"
"But!"
"But what? But he is a person from the top of the sky?" The clan elder narrowed his eyes slightly, paused, and then spoke again, "Whether we did this or not, Jiuyi Mountain always owes him."
"And in the face of such a peerless person, frank admission is the right way."
And at the moment when the old clan's voice fell, the chaotic water mirror in front of everyone's eyes suddenly became clear.
Immediately afterwards, Bi Xiao Yan, the peerless commander in blue and black hair, with an indifferent expression appeared.
"I am Xiao Yan on the top of the sky, and I occasionally got a set of palm techniques from senior Meng Banjiu."
"This palm technique is called Da Sumeru, and it is the purest palm technique in the world. It is designed to kill and slash hostility."
"I will pass this on to you today."
"Help fellow Taoists of Nine Yi Mountain to overcome this calamity together."
After saying that, only a phoenix chant was heard, and a phantom of a fire phoenix sounded from behind Xiao Yan, carrying Xiao Yan's body suspended in the air.
Xiao Yan accepted Yukong's technique, his eyes froze, and he used the Great Sumeru Palm.
From heart spells to every move and every move, all of them, without a trace of secrecy, spread directly through the mirror stone to every corner of Jiuyi Mountain where there are living beings.
In the first palm, thousands of giant palms strangled the throat of the black air tentacles.
The second palm, forced compression.
The third palm, continuous compression.
Until the fifth palm, the monstrous black tentacles in front of him completely disappeared!
But on the other side of the mirror image stone, the masters and disciples of Jiuyi Mountain were all stunned.
"That's it?"
The entrance of the Chen Family Ancestral Hall.
Looking at this scene in the water mirror, the old man who was able to persist for a while longer, the two strands of white beard at the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched,
"Old Cang, Old Liu, am I crazy or the world is crazy?"
"Do young people only make such big jokes now? It's a pity that I still had any illusions about him at first."
"That's it?"
"The momentum is so mighty, and so many palms have been slapped, it took a long time to solve such a little black air?!"
"What's going on?!"
Old Cang twitched the corner of his mouth violently when he heard this, "This is really... not as much black energy as I slashed."
Outside the city lord's mansion, the Patriarch of the Chen family suddenly froze in place.
But then he became furious again.
"Damn it! Is it the mirror stone that kills thousands of swords?!"
"I ※※, just like this, I still specialize in killing hostility?!"
"What the hell, I slapped him several times more than him!!"
"Shame! It's a shame! How dare a sixth-grade boy from Tiandome dare to trick us?!"
"Do you really think that there will be no one left when I die in Jiuyi Mountain?!"
But at this moment, Xing Tian outside the city lord's mansion, Lao Liu who was far outside the Chen family's ancestral hall, and even the rest of the calm people in Jiuyi Mountain all widened their eyes almost at the same time.
"and many more……"