Chapter 958

The strong sound wave swept away, forming a devastating shock wave, pushing the world in the murals of the ten thousand immortals pilgrimage, making the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away evaporate at this moment.

Liudao reincarnation boxing is the result of Jiang Feng's understanding in xiaoliudao. With one blow, liudao gate emerges, which can trap the enemy and kill him directly.

This is the most powerful boxing skill. It's more powerful than any heaven level fighting skill or God level fighting skill. Its power has exceeded the category of fighting skill. It can be regarded as a powerful magic power.

Jiang Feng hasn't used liudao samsara boxing to others, but he tried to use liudao samsara boxing after understanding xiaoliudao.

However, it didn't blow out completely. The power of liudao reincarnation boxing is so strong that it can even tear up xiaoliudao. Jiang Feng took it back for safety.

Even now, when he waved the six samsara fist, he didn't push all his strength. He just pushed the vigorous power of the stars in his body. The power of the lunmai didn't work.

When Jiang Feng blows the punch out completely, the void is like a piece of cloth. Because of the strong pressure, it changes its shape directly.

More than 9800 immortals, at this moment, directly become nothing, all their attacks, such as melting ice and snow, vulnerable!

The six doors have not yet been fully opened, and more than 9800 immortals have all died. At this moment, the whole world in the painting is suddenly shaking.

Outside, on the circular corridor at the entrance of the city of gods.

The monks of the gods, looking at the murals of the ten thousand immortals pilgrimage, suddenly burst into shock, and their faces were shocked.

It's been more than three months. The man hasn't come out yet. The murals of the ten thousand immortals pilgrimage have been quiet all the time.

Until today, there has been a sudden movement, so that the gods of the people, have been surprised.

They don't know what happened, but they can be sure that the young man in white must have found something.

"Third Master, although he has strong accomplishments, can he really help us? You know, it's a mural of the pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals. It's reserved for ten thousand immortals. " The friar of the spirit clan said with worry.

"This is our last chance. Even if there is only one in ten million hopes, it is better than self annihilation." The Third Master said in a lonely tone, but his eyes were firmer than others.

In the painting of Wanxian pilgrimage wall, Jiang Feng destroyed more than 9800 immortals with one blow, only using about six tenths of his strength.

After these 9800 immortals were destroyed, the whole world of murals was razed to the ground. Only the pagoda still exists.

"The power of ten thousand immortals is so humble, how to stop me? Let me have a look. What is the existence of the saints that ten thousand immortals worship?"

Jiang Feng murmured, strode forward, in the vast land, set off a strong wind.

After a few breaths, Jiang Feng's tall and straight posture was before he came to the pagoda.

Looking up, you can see the pagoda standing like a mountain peak, which is very old and exudes a mysterious and strange atmosphere, like a hell tower suppressing the dead.

"I hope you don't let me down." After taking a look at the pagoda, Jiang Feng went to its gate. He used his star sense to sweep it, but it couldn't penetrate. In this way, he had to step into it himself.

Boom!

Just as Jiang Feng opened the gate and entered the pagoda, he felt that he had penetrated the space barrier and came to a mysterious place.

Looking around, I can see that there are countless things in the first layer pagoda, including various magic weapons and various pills, floating in the air and blooming with hazy brilliance.

"Sure enough!" Seeing this scene, Jiang Feng showed an unexpected look. In this pagoda, it is indeed similar to the existence of the cloister tomb. Inside, there are all kinds of treasures left by some people who hold the murals of the ten thousand immortals pilgrimage.

But what Jiang Feng couldn't figure out was whether the pilgrimage was in the pagoda!

As for the owner of the mural of Wanxian pilgrimage, Jiang Feng ruled out whether the body was in the pagoda.

If you can leave a mural of the pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals to refine countless strong people, even mountains and rivers, you can see that each other's mind is fierce. This kind of person will never easily hide in the mural of the pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals.

This pagoda is mostly a place for hiding things. The real body is not here. Otherwise, the other party would not tolerate him. Jiang Feng stepped into it.

Although the grades of these pills and magic weapons are good, Jiang Feng doesn't like them, but he doesn't intend to let them go. He will take them all away and give them to a group of friends as a gift when he returns to the star continent.

Brush

Jiang Feng directly hands, toward a group of pills, magic weapon to grasp, but make his face a change is, stretch out the big hand, directly penetrated these pills magic weapon.

These things don't exist. They seem to be illusions.

"How could that be Jiang Feng murmurs, his eyes are shining. He is already in the murals of the pilgrimage to ten thousand immortals. Everything here can't still contain dimensional space.

"Painting!" Jiang Feng thought of here, suddenly caught what, suddenly fell into a long silence.

It was not until a long time later that he suddenly recovered from his thinking and stepped out without saying a word.

"It's a trick!"

This pagoda is just illusory, everything is illusory!

Whoosh

After Jiang Feng stepped out, the space was distorted.

After the nothingness around gradually calms down, Jiang Feng suddenly finds that he has returned to the pagoda.

"In my painting, it is one of the paintings. Thank you for adding a stroke to make the pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals nearly perfect."

In the nothingness, there was a voice like the success of a treacherous scheme, mixed with a trace of wild sneer.

right enough! Jiang Feng's eyes are slightly fixed, and a wisp of killing opportunities blooms in his eyes.

I didn't expect that even he was trapped.

The people who left the murals of Wanxian pilgrimage are very deep.

No, it shouldn't be a mural. It's a pilgrimage to the immortals. It's a magic weapon of the other party.

"Who are you?" Although Jiang Feng was surprised, he didn't show the color of panic and asked calmly.

"If you want me to answer you, you have to answer me first. Who are you and where are you from?"

In the nothingness, the voice came out with some satisfaction.

"You're not qualified to bargain with me. I'll give you a chance to tell you who you are, or you'll die!" Jiang Feng said in a cold voice.

"It's really rare that in today's world, there are still people like you who dare to be so arrogant when they fall into my pilgrimage map."

Nihilistic, tone very disdainful said.

Fall into? Jiang Feng smell speech, can't help but feel ridiculous.

"Since you don't say it, I'll give you no chance to speak!" Jiang Feng's voice falls, and in the picture of the pilgrimage to ten thousand immortals, he unfolds the six paths.

It's just a magic weapon of painting. I can't even compare with one of the six small roads. I dare to force him in front of Jiang Feng. I'm tired of it!