I, Nine-star Talent, the Strongest In the World - Chapter 438

In retrospect:

At the same time he was afraid, he also concluded that Chen Qingyu had some terrifying means that could even slightly affect the mighty power of the quasi-emperor.

Therefore, in this battle, he deliberately kept an eye on it, and transferred a part of the power of heaven, earth, mountains and river beads, and distributed it to everyone in the form of clones.

Thus:

Whether they are attacking or defending, they have a huge advantage, and they will never be tied again!

as predicted:

In this round, the five people joined forces, and the fundamental methods came out. Chen Qingyu, who was directly attacked, was caught off guard.

“bingo!”

King Tianchen and the others were overjoyed in their hearts, and desperately urged the fundamental Taoist method, intending to seriously injure or even kill Chen Qingyu with one blow.

However-

The scene in the next moment was like a basin of ice water pouring down on the head, making the five people feel cold all over.

“Bang!”

Headed by Lianyuan Shenguang, the five fundamental Dao methods slammed firmly on Chen Qingyu’s body, and all the terrifying power was released.

But this earth-shattering blow actually only smashed Chen Qingyu’s shirt and exposed his chest.

Not to mention injuries, not even a trace of red marks was left.

“This…”

Holy King Tianchen and the other three looked horrified, and they were subconsciously stunned on the spot, with disbelief in their eyes.

“How can this be?”

Chen Qingyu slowly lowered his head, looked at his broken clothes, and said lightly:

“There are some skills, it seems that I underestimated you.”

“But just by this means, if you want to kill me, I’m afraid it’s a daydream.”

At that moment, he tried to run [Disaster of Falsehood], turning himself into nothingness and avoiding this blow, but failed.

From this it can be inferred that:

Under the blessing of that mysterious treasure, the methods of King Tianchen and others have been able to ignore the power of the “Wan of Ten Thousand Tribulations” to some extent.

It’s just a pity that they still underestimate Chen Qingyu.

If it was three months ago, their raid this time might have really hurt him.

But in the past three months, not only has his cultivation made breakthroughs one after another, but the strength of his body and physique has also risen with the blessing of many magical powers.

Saint King-level killing techniques are not even enough to shake his defense.

“what a pity.”

Chen Qingyu’s thoughts moved, and the broken clothes were restored to their original state.

Under his divine sense, he clearly saw an incredible scene—

In the Saint battlefield directly below:

Seventy or eighty Alliance Saints, including Jiuzu and other warriors close to the Saint King, were unable to gain an advantage in a head-to-head confrontation.

Take a closer look:

Many saints in the Yuan Emperor Palace, including the resurrected corpse demons, have a layer of invisible armor on their bodies, making them invincible.

When they raised their hands, not only did the power of the supernatural powers and secret techniques soar, but the attacking supernatural powers of many alliance saints fell on them, and they were basically ignored by them!

“It seems that you have divided the power of that treasure into three parts.”

Chen Qingyu shook his head, his eyes became colder:

“But you overlooked one point.”

“As long as you are dead, the treasure has no master, no matter how powerful it is!”

The voice fell:

His figure suddenly flickered, turned into a sky-shattering rainbow, and slammed!

Holy King Tianchen and the others are all protected by quasi-emperor-level power, and the time-stop technique triggered by the [Universal Disaster] has no effect.

Not only that, but even the calamity magical powers with space attributes such as [Disaster of Falsehood] and [The Tribulation of Leaving the Air] are basically abolished under the suppression of higher-level forces.

But he also has a body that has practiced “Eight Nine Mysterious Techniques”, which can be called King Kong’s indestructible body!

Even with a pair of iron fists, he can still smash to death King Tianchen and others, completely end the Yuan Emperor Palace, and win this battle!

“not good!”

Facing his surprise attack, King Tianchen and the others all changed their faces.

With all his strength and his fundamental Taoist methods, he couldn’t even break through Chen Qingyu’s defense. How would he fight this battle?

“Wu Chenkong!”

Holy King Tianchen suddenly shouted:

“If you haven’t shot yet, when will you wait?”

“Ok?”

Chen Qingyu suddenly froze in his heart:

“Sure enough! They contacted Wu Chenkong to join forces!”

The battle situation at this time is barely balanced;

If Wu Chenkong joins the battlefield, the final outcome is hard to say, but Jiuzu and others will definitely be in danger!

Between Lightning and Flint:

Thousands of thoughts surged in his mind, not only did he not back down, but instead accelerated his escape, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed tens of thousands of miles and directly killed King Tianchen and others!

“Boom!”

With one punch, the power of Wan Xing’s shattering fist print, mixed with this unparalleled divine power, came through the void.

He has already seen that the power of Emperor Yuan’s personal treasure is not good at frontal attack or protection, and is only suitable for auxiliary blessing.

In other words, the mighty power of this treasure could not save the lives of King Tianchen and others.

“Hey…”

A faint sigh suddenly sounded from the void.

“Boom!”

An extremely dull, loud noise like Hong Zhong Da Lu exploded.

In the void, a golden palm stretched out, and it caught Chen Qingyu’s punch abruptly, making him unable to advance an inch.

“This!”

Chen Qingyu’s complexion changed slightly, and he subconsciously retreated.

Next moment:

A figure wearing an emperor’s robe and a golden mask stepped out and stood above the sky.

Beside him, there are two figures, both wearing golden clothes, with somewhat similar faces, and looking at Chen Qingyu indifferently.

“Wu Chenkong…”

Chen Qingyu’s pupils shrank.

Wu Chenkong’s appearance did not surprise him.

What really shocked him was-

The punch just now was already shot with all his strength, without any reservation, but Wu Chenkong took it down.

Especially at the moment when the fists and palms clashed, he felt like he had hit the surface of the wreckage of Taihaoxing, and he couldn’t shake the opponent’s body at all.

“Chen Qingyu, we meet again.”

Wu Chenkong spoke slowly, his tone was flat:

“I have to say that your growth has exceeded my expectations and even surprised me.”

“But that’s all.”

He paused and said lightly:

“Surrender.”

“Fighting head-on, you are not my opponent; not to mention, your half is too weak and powerful, and it is still contained.”

“Now surrender, and still retain a bit of decency.”

As he spoke:

Saint King Tianchen on the side couldn’t help but said:

“Wu Chenkong! Are you crazy?”

“This son’s talent is so terrible, how can he leave his life? He must be killed!”

Wu Chenkong glanced at him, his tone was indifferent:

“When will it be your turn to teach me what to do?”

Chapter 527 One enemy eight! The final battle

“you!”

The anger in the eyes of the Holy King Tianchen rose, and he was about to get angry, but when he noticed Wu Chenkong’s indifferent eyes, his heart froze and he was speechless.

“Brother!”

Sage King Langu, who was on the side, said nervously:

“It’s not appropriate to have a head-on conflict with Wu Chenkong now, senior brother should be patient for a while.”

“Ok…”

Saint King Tianchen’s eyes were gloomy, and the sound transmission responded.

Actually:

Just now, Chen Qingyu suddenly came, and his punch was as powerful as the sky was sinking into the ground, which made them feel suffocated, showing the tyranny of that punch.

But such a mighty punch was blocked by Wu Chenkong’s understatement!

Such strength not only surprised Chen Qingyu, but even the three of them were shocked in their hearts and became more and more fearful.

“how?”

Wu Chenkong turned his head, looked at Chen Qingyu, and said lightly:

“I played the Holy Palace. I have recruited you many times, but all of them have been rejected by you.”

“This is the first time and the last time I personally open to solicit you.”

“As long as you surrender and hand over the authority of Taixu, I can appoint you as the deputy palace master of the Holy Palace, under one person and above ten thousand people.”

“Everyone in the Holy Land Alliance, I can let it go, and I won’t be held accountable.”

“How do you feel?”

His voice fell:

King Tianchen and the others immediately changed their expressions, turned their heads in unison, looked at Chen Qingyu, and felt a little apprehension in their hearts.

Although they knew that it was extremely unlikely that Chen Qingyu would surrender directly, what if?

If he surrenders, I am afraid that Wu Chenkong will immediately turn his guns and deal with them!

“…”

Chen Qingyu was silent and did not speak rashly.

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