Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 508
All the people present were already shocked.

The gods who rushed towards Zuo Leng and Di Xun were startled when they saw the cold light emanating from the "Promise Formation".

It's too late, it's too soon.

Thousands of rays of light descended from the billowing sky, shaking up the power of the sky, like a towering green mountain, sweeping towards everyone, and a fierce killing intent surged up.

For a moment, the gods only felt the brilliance in front of them, and they couldn't see what happened at all.

Only loud screams could be heard.

King Fentian felt as if his body had been hit by a heavy boulder, and he flew backwards all of a sudden.

At the same time, the rest of the gods were like this one after another, and within a short while, everyone was in disarray.

"what?"

All the people let out an exclamation.

They couldn't believe what they saw with their own eyes.

The power of the "Promise Formation" was so powerful that it was suffocating. A dozen or so gods were originally in the upper hand. With so many people attacking together, even Sanxian would have to avoid their edge.

But under the power of the "Wuji Formation", Zuo Leng and Di Xun defeated more than a dozen loose immortals without even moving.

A group of gods staggered to and fro, wailing again and again, and for a moment, all the power in their bodies seemed to be suppressed.

"This...what's going on..." King Zhantian was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

Zuo Leng heard the words, "haha" laughed loudly, and said: "A group of ants, dare to offend me, I will take your magic power first... I will deal with you slowly later... I will make your life worse than death..."

Di Xun, who was on the side, also laughed out loud. There seemed to be stars twinkling and changing in his eyes. He looked towards Zhan Ji Sheng and said, "Old guy...don't think that there are many people, you can keep you... Today, all of you are going to die..."

Zhanji Saint's face turned ashen. He never expected that these two Sanxians would have such a powerful magic weapon in their hands.

No wonder these two Sanxians didn't show the slightest fear in the face of hundreds of gods in Tianpomen.

"We want to see... how can you fight against so many of us?"

A god shouted and stepped forward.

All of a sudden, many gods showed stern faces and stood up. There were dozens of them.

Zuo Leng smiled contemptuously, glanced at everyone, and said, "I don't know how to live or die...you can come and try..."

The voice fell, and the foot suddenly stomped.

I saw his whole body, soaring up, holding the "Promise Formation" in his hand, and the silvery white brilliance poured down from the "Promise Formation", completely surrounding his whole body.

"Everyone, be careful of the magic weapon in his hand..."

Among the crowd, someone reminded.

In fact, there is no need to remind, all the gods present can see that the reason why Zuo Leng is so arrogant is because he relies on the magic weapon in his hand.

All of a sudden, dozens of gods rushed towards Zuo Leng collectively.

This time the prestige is even more powerful than before.

On the ground, everyone was stunned, and they were about to fall into madness.

Dozens of gods join forces to deal with one person?
God!Never heard of anything like this happening.

Many people were trembling and fell to their knees at this moment, continuously worshiping.

Seeing that Zuo Leng was held back by dozens of gods, the holy Zhanji became angry for a moment, shouted angrily, looked at Di Xun, and shouted: "If you want to fight, I will fight with you... today Let's see who is stronger..."

As soon as the words fell, the vast sea-like power rushed from his body in all directions.

For a moment, Di Xun felt the incomparable aura of Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan, and couldn't help but sneer, a sly light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Old guy... think I'm afraid of you? Come on..."

The two figures moved at the same time.

Everyone exclaimed.

Di Xun was fighting against five or six gods at the same time just now, and his strength is still unclear.

Now, he is fighting one-on-one with the Zhanji Saint, and his domineering power explodes. It seems that he has a terrible idea of ​​being the only one who is the only one, as if he wants to dominate the world.

A cold breath filled the air, and Di Xun's body seemed to swell all of a sudden, getting bigger and bigger. Every inch of his body height, it seemed that tens of thousands of gods burst out in full bloom, enough to shatter mountains and earth.

With a wave of his palm, he suddenly slapped towards Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan. The powerful and unparalleled power smashed layers of void in an instant, bursting out with infinite brilliance.

At this moment, the Zhanji Saint was full of aura, and he was no longer the kind-hearted and thin old man, with billowing power to meet the sky.

Only a loud bang was heard.

Even though Di Xun's power is strong, the Zhanji Saint is not under his strength.

The two greeted each other with palms, only to make the surrounding air fluctuate and twist continuously.

The vast and terrifying energy like the sky rolled out, and for a moment, endless brilliance flickered up, and the entire sky seemed to have countless stars falling.

The sky above the Tianpomen Temple was in chaos.

Everyone was horrified by this horrifying scene at this moment.

I never thought that someone would dare to come to the main rudder of Tian Pomen to make trouble, and they still used the strength of two people to resist hundreds of gods.

I'm afraid, even if the real immortal comes, it may not be able to really do it.

Zuo Leng fluttered above the sky, holding the "Promise Formation" in his hand, and fought against dozens of gods with the power of one person.

As soon as the "Promise Formation" in his hand came out, the silver-white brilliance seemed to be able to block all the power, and it swept away with lightning. The power and influence were swept away into powder in an instant, and the lights went out on the spot.

The people present were terrified.

At this very moment, the head of the Tianpo Sect is already gnashing his teeth, and his eyeballs are about to fall out.

When did the dignified Nanyang No. [-] sect encounter such a situation?

Dozens of gods teamed up to deal with one person, but they couldn't hurt a single person, and they were repeatedly killed.

Not long after, bright red blood floated out of Lang Lang's clear sky.

Under the power of the "Promise Formation", Zuo Leng laughed wildly, but he became more and more courageous as he fought, and gods were constantly being killed in his hands. With his own strength, no one could beat him. Stop, it's really terrifying.

"Heaven-shattering decision..."

Di Xun shouted angrily, and rays of light burst out from his body.

The flickering brilliance jumped down, and the rolling fists of the whole person punched out, stirring up a thousand-mile gust of wind, like stirring the wind, clouds, sun and moon, and hit the Zhanji Saint.

Zhan Ji Shengzhang rushed forward with his breath, his clothes danced in the strong wind, and he rushed straight up with a rolling momentum.

There was only a loud noise like the sky bursting.

Di Xun bombarded down with one punch, and the rolling fist broke through the offensive of Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan in an instant, and hit Zhan Ji Sheng Zhan's body.

Everyone watching, at this moment, couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten, and let out a huge scream.

The whole person of Zhanji Saint was knocked down by the majestic power, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his body fell from the sky like a meteor.

The master of Tian Po Sect's complexion suddenly changed, and he secretly said: "It's not good..."

With a quick movement, he flew out.

All he saw was his phantom flickering, and he caught the falling body of the Zhanji Saint in an instant, and returned to the golden cloud all at once.

The faces of the gods present were as dead ashes, and they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and a chill came over their hearts.

(End of this chapter)