Chapter 981

Chen Ya withdrew his fist.

Countless stone powders fell from his fingers.

His fingers were already missing three. At this time, he was trembling slightly and looked at the sign of some force loss.

The cold face was full of tired look, even some old.

Beat a character like Peng Lang with one punch. Even if it has been brewing for a long time, he still consumes extreme drama.

He turned and looked at the people between the cliffs and stones, said expressionless, "now you lose."

Tong Yan was silent for a moment and said, "you've been waiting for him."

Yes, after the broken pirate ship saw the black warship in the Kuiper belt, the previous generation of immortals began to set up this bureau.

They first need to identify the people in the warship.

They all think Peng Lang is inside and is the most vigilant object.

They have all read that important novel and know that Peng Lang's realm strength is very excellent. He is the most likely and difficult to deal with.

The first thing they determined was how to deal with Peng Lang.

When they came to the surface of Mars, they found that Peng Lang was not present. The previous generation of immortals not only did not relax their vigilance, but silently continued to carry out the plan and waited for his appearance.

Peng Lang returned from the universe and was affected by the sword array of the solar system. He was weak.

Chen Ya suddenly started.

The immortals finally lifted the biggest threat and breathed a sigh of relief, except Jianxian Ensheng.

He looked at Chen Ya without expression and said, "you know his origin."

Chen Ya said with the same expressionless face, "I can't die. I don't have that ability, but he won't want to stand up and try to destroy the array of his ancestors."

He then said to Tong Yan, "you can't do it, dead or healthy?"

Tong Yan suddenly came to the field.

The atmosphere became tense again.

Master Yun opened his mouth slightly and wanted to persuade him. Finally, he just sighed.

Tong Yan went to the broken robot and asked, "are you okay?"

Shen yunbu's angry voice sounded, "what do you say?"

Tong Yan said, "it seems you are OK."

Then he looked at Chen Ya and said, "that's not over yet."

Chen Ya rubbed his eyebrows with two fingers and said, "if you still expect that dog, we naturally have arrangements."

While talking, eight immortals, including the fairy and the divine master, floated up and left the top of the mountain at a very fast speed and went to all parts of Mars.

Before long, the eight immortals came to the cliff on the side of the mountain more than a hundred miles away and sat down cross legged.

Eight extremely pure immortal Qi rushed into the sky from the desolate Martian surface, but failed to enter the dark universe, so they were blocked back by the invisible barrier.

Looking from a distance, those scattered fairy spirits look like eight exploding golden flowers, which are beautiful and heartbreaking.

"Is this the legendary Eight Immortals crossing the sea array?" The bird mother looked at the magnificent picture and murmured.

Chen Ya ignored her and didn't look at Tong Yan again.

Peng Lang has been defeated. It will be over when he traps or kills the dead dog with the Eight Immortals crossing the sea array later.

The dim light fell on the top of the mountain, shining on the dilapidated robot, making Shen Yun's head pale.

Tong Yan was a little tired. He held his waist and looked at the night sky. He didn't know if he was praying that adult corpse dog wouldn't come back at this time.

The sparrow mother held Yushan and Yuanqu to the field with Su ziye on her back. In her divine knowledge, she quietly asked, "can you find a way to inform Lord Yexiao?"

Tong Yan shook his head without expression. Not to mention that Chen Ya is watching, they don't know where the dead dog is at this time. What should we do next?

Shen yunbu suddenly shouted.

"That stone, do you know the name of this mountain? This mountain is called Olympus. In the childhood of human civilization, we used to think that Mars was the place where gods lived. The highest mountain is the sacred mountain. In those myths, the gods finally died in this mountain. Don't you think it's a little unlucky? "

At the moment, the immortal people who are arranging array are all gods and masters on their respective planets. They are no different from gods. Will they die here?

Chen Ya didn't turn around and ignored him.

The sparrow Niang smiled bitterly and thought that the defeat was settled now. How can you scare them?

Only Tong Yan knew what he meant. His eyes fell on his earlobe and asked, "how powerful is the explosion?"

Shen yunbu said, "it's no problem to blow up the mountain."

Tong Yan said, "that's useless."

"Maybe the whole solar system can see it," Shen said

This is what it means to inform the dead dog with life.

While talking, the evening of Mars came.

The dry ice clouds in the sky are very sparse. They are illuminated into countless ripples by the dim light, which is somewhat similar to the waves.

Eight immortals are scattered around the mountain and are building the big array.

At the moment when the array was about to be completed, a man suddenly and slowly came across the desolate gravel in the distance.

It seems slow, but it's actually a few steps away.

When the man came over, he and fairy were the first to go up.

And the fairy looked at the figure, squinting slightly, like a great enemy.

Peng Lang came from the wind and sand side and the twilight side.

His sword was still tied by the blue light rope and could not be separated, just like a man who hurt his arm was tied with a cloth.

His face was pale and his chest was full of traces left by immortal blood. He looked like a wounded man who had just returned from the battlefield.

But no one felt that he was weak and vulnerable, because he was supposed to fall on the side of Mars and could hardly stand up, so he came over in the twilight.

There was a breeze on the surface of Mars, blowing his clothes and hair, falling on the blue light rope and making a tearing sound.

The most noticeable thing is the sword he laid across his neck.

The sword is bent very badly. It is likely to be damaged by Chen Ya with a stone pestle. It may break at the next moment.

And the fairy did not hesitate to sacrifice the most powerful magic weapon and display the strongest Taoism.

The invisible net hidden in the wind and snow moved forward.

Peng Lang held his sword horizontally.

The sword is like a string.

He is the arrow on the string.

With a slight buzz, his figure suddenly disappeared in the wilderness and shot forward.

The invisible net was not broken, but was driven forward by his body. The whole world seemed to hear the tightening sound of something.

The sand and gravel rolled in the wilderness, and the fine dust danced wildly, but it could not leave the scope of the invisible giant net, and a dust dragon was formed in an instant.

Peng Lang is at the front of the dust dragon.

A loud bang.

He and Xiangu were directly hit and flew, and smashed into the cliff more than ten miles high at an unimaginable speed. The hole was dark and I didn't know how deep it was.

The bright sword light converged in the ordinary clothes room and collar, and the dust dragon spread like smoke.

Peng Lang's figure appeared and continued to walk forward.

A few steps.

He came to the other side of the cliff.

There was an old fairy with white hair in colorful clothes.

Peng Lang knew that he was the master of Shenda and politely said, "I've seen you, elder."

The eight immortals cross the sea array has been unable to form. The divine master simply took back the immortal Qi. Looking at the younger generation, he said with a smile: "your posture is also strange."

The blue light rope was really unbreakable. Peng Lang couldn't let it leave his neck, so he had to keep the look of horizontal sword suicide.

He smiled awkwardly and reluctantly adjusted the place where his fingers held the sword to make the sword a little farther away from his neck.

God beat Xianxian suddenly smiled and said, "please."

The voice fell, followed by a thunder!

Boom! The sparse dry ice clouds in the sky suddenly became chaotic. A lightning fell from nowhere and disappeared in mid air, leaving only a loud noise.

The thunder did not come from the sky, but from the small drum between God's wrist.

A small drum sounds without hitting. It's all thunder.

The thunder sound crossed a distance of several miles and entered Peng Lang's ear and his sea of knowledge, shaking the spirit slightly.

A faint sword light overflows from the coat and collar, and there is a very fuzzy light and shadow!

His sword ghost was almost forced out of his body by this thunder!

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This roaring thunder resounded through the whole Mars and naturally spread to the cliff.

Yuan Opera and Yushan's accomplishments were not enough, and they spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The sparrow's mother didn't recover from her serious injury. She quickly sat down cross legged and guarded her heart with the Tao. Her face became more pale and said, "fight the Shinto!"

God's way of beating the ancestors is to use the thunder soul of heaven and earth to shake the spiritual soul of practitioners. It is said that it can shake the heart of immortal Taoism!

What kind of power should he have if he soared for many years and tried his best to use Taoism?

This is a cliff more than a hundred miles away. They can't bear the attack of the small drum. How can Peng Lang stand the concentrated attack?

Tong Yan looked at the corner that could not be seen at the foot of the mountain, listened to the thunder again, and looked very dignified.

Suddenly, there was a different sound in the thunder all over the sky.

The sound was like the sound of a sword, but it was not so clear. It was very light and gentle. I don't know why it couldn't even hide the thunder.

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The one under the cliff.

More than ten lightning bolts fell from the sky and disappeared in the air without touching the ground, leaving only the roaring thunder.

The next moment, the prestige of those thunder was suddenly diluted a lot, because that voice came.

The sound came from Peng Lang's fingers. He tapped his sword. The bent sword lay across his shoulder and looked like a musical instrument. The same posture, when doing different things, is different existence. Peng Lang's posture was to shoot himself with a bow when he was fighting with Xiangu. Now he is holding a sword as a piano. His fingertips fell down again and suddenly turned into countless shadows. Even God could not see clearly. The sound of those swords continued and gradually became a line, like the sound of a piano. The sound of the piano broke through the air and diluted the domineering thunder a lot. God beat the master and his face changed suddenly. Peng Lang walked forward with the piano in his arms. In an instant, he came to the cliff, turned the Hengqin into a sword and cut forward. God beat the foremaster's wrist with a small drum is a piece of straw rope. It must not be an ordinary straw rope. More than ten sword lights left the sword body with the sound of the piano and hissed. More than ten small flowers bloom on the surface of the straw rope, revealing the material inside. The wrinkles on the master's face became deeper and his eyes became colder. Peng Lang took another step forward. The straw rope broke suddenly. There are more than ten deep cracks about miles long on the cliff. A soft snap. Two intersecting cracks appear on the surface of the drum. The sky was filled with thunder“ What a strong sword. " God beat the master and said in a dumb voice. Peng Lang stretched out a finger again and bounced to the sword. Boom! If the master of Shenda was struck by lightning, his immortal Qi suddenly dissipated. He immediately retreated more than ten miles, sat down with his knees crossed and eyes closed, and began to heal his wounds. Peng Lang adjusted the posture of the horizontal sword again and looked at the other side of the cliff. There is cloud master. There was no thunder on the surface of Mars, nor the sound of sword and piano. It was as silent as when there was no one to disturb at ordinary times. More than ten eyes fell on the ordinary swordsman, full of shock and confusion. He returned from the solar system sword array with great loss and was ambushed by Chen ya. He must be seriously injured. Even his sword was bound by the blue light rope of the founder of Castle Peak. Under such circumstances, he still won two previous immortals with strong realm strength in a row. How strong is Peng Lang? Who can stop him when he walks in the twilight? Can he change the whole war alone? Will the gods really usher in their own dusk? Master Yun wanted to fight Peng Lang very much, but for the sake of the overall situation, he knew he should quit. He rose on the clouds, ready to join hands with the rest. At this time, a Taoist in black stopped Peng Lang's way. Floating in black, it has a cold feeling, just like the Taoist's expression. No benefactor, open sect founder. Sword Fairy Ensheng. Peng Lang was slightly stunned and bowed his head. He still kept his sword across his neck. But not a bow. Not playing the piano. It's like wearing a yoke. A sinner wears a yoke（ This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation