Uchiha Madara pushes the heavens

Chapter 188 Is This the Power of God?

Although the Canglan Sect sounds like an orthodox sect, in fact, it is a sect that is even more evil than the Demon Sect.

In this sect, the ten sons of Canglan will be selected by each class of disciples, regardless of aptitude, status and status, as long as they are among the sea-like disciples participating in the competition, they will be the ten sons of Canglan.

Therefore, Cang Lan's ten sons are based on their prestige, rather than relying on any uncle relationship.

Therefore, the monks of the Canglan Sect respect the Ten Canglan Sons of the same rank and dare not disobey them.

"It's over, the killer is here." Although the monks stopped, their fear did not subside, on the contrary, it became even worse.

At this moment, Madara was running extremely fast, his stern face was covered with frost, there was no emotion in his icy pupils, and the sea-like murderous aura filled the entire sky.

"he came!"

All the warriors of the Canglan Sect were terrified in their hearts, and their eyes were extremely flustered.

There was this murderous young demon king in the front, and the indifferent eyes of Cang Lan's ten sons in the back, and they fell into a dilemma for a while.

Finally, the nightmare came.

The young demon king swung his killing fists wide open and closed, and none of the hundreds of spiritual body elites had a single match for him.

"boom!"

A strong man who risked his life to kill Madara was blown away with a punch, and countless blood and bones were scattered between the sky and the earth, and there was a rain of blood on the spot.

"boom!"

A monk who wanted to attack and kill Madara from behind was wiped out with a punch from Madara's head.The divine light on Madara's fist was like a terrifying shock wave, which directly beat the sneak attacking cultivator to the bone.

"what!"

A monk screamed, and then his neck was pinched, he flew out of the field, and fell heavily to the ground.

Madara never moves forward, as long as he swings a punch, someone will die.

A monk of the Canglan Sect hesitated, wanting to step forward to block Madara but was too afraid to do so.

Suddenly, an upside-down, cold as frost, murderous face filled his sight.

This was so sudden that it directly stunned the monk's mind.

"Cowardly and weak people are not qualified to survive."

The monk's mind went blank, he only heard such a cold sentence.

He felt his head fly, and the speed was very fast.

His head flew high, and he could even see his own solitary, headless corpse with blood spraying from its neck.

"I am dead……"

It was the last thought in his mind.

Afterwards, his spirit fell into eternal silence.

But Madara still didn't stop killing, his palm emitted immeasurable divine light, and countless mysterious and complicated runes were constantly intertwined in it, generating a steady stream of secret power.It made his palm feel like a magic knife, and everything was broken.

"laugh!"

A big monk holding a divine sword was only slightly touched by Madara's palm, and his body immediately flew upside down. His whole body was spurting blood, and his whole body was like a broken sieve.

"A body refiner? No wonder you can resist my casual blow without dying." Madara looked at the big man who flew out, and said casually.

The calves of the monks nearby were trembling. At this moment, they heard Madara talking to himself, and they were almost scared to pee.

That big man can be said to be the top powerhouse under Cang Lan's ten sons.In the end, he couldn't stop him from hitting him casually?What kind of monster is this?

Madara continued to move forward, and his destination was where the arrogant and cruel Banyan Ten Sons stood.

The remaining monks of the Canglan Sect rushed toward Madara with the determination to die.

Because, they just received a voice transmission, if there are those who run away or slack off and don't fight, not only will they be executed by the sect, but their innocent family members will also be implicated.

This time, like poking a hornet's nest, all the Canglan Sect monks went crazy and became fearless.

They got rid of the killing intent and the fear of death, the overall morale increased sharply, and everyone's standing strength improved to varying degrees.

Madara naturally noticed this situation at the first time, but he didn't care at all, with a mocking look on his face.

"Ridiculous! Although many ants can kill an elephant, they will never bite a real dragon."

A golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the two monks not far in front fell down in response. In the center of their foreheads, there was a blood hole the size of a thumb. The faces of the two remained angry until they died. I don't even know how I died.

Afterwards, Madara's right hand burst into golden light, and a terrifying wave came out from it, which directly caused the attacking monk to stop his movements.

Countless divine chains of order are continuously formed around Madara's body, and at the same time, they are continuously broken by terrifying forces.

The Great Way of Heaven and Earth in the ancient world was suppressed by Madara's detached power, and a whining sound resounded through the sky. It was the Great Way of Heaven and Earth weeping and whining.

Madara's body exuded a terrifying divine light, circle after circle of divine rings emerged from his body, and remained around his body. The divine rings were incomparably bright and crystal clear, setting off Madara like a young god.

The Canglan Sect cultivators around looked stunned, they all stopped their spells, and their hands fell down feebly.

"This... is this the power of a god? Are you a god in the spiritual realm?" a monk asked in a daze.

Madara was too bright, like the emperor star in the sky, but they were like gravel on the ground, nothing to praise.

The mottled hair was flying, the fiery red battle armor was crystal clear, and his mighty aura overwhelmed Gao Tian.

"Hehe! In this realm, I am no different from a god."

The monks in the four directions became even more desperate when they heard the words. The aura they had just got up was disintegrated by Madara's understatement.

"This person is invincible in the same realm!"

"God's power?"

The hearts of the Canglan Sect were scattered, and in the face of absolute power, all the treasures and spells seemed a little pale and powerless.

One started to back up and turn around, and the others followed suit.

As for Cang Lan's ten sons, they had already forgotten about it.

Whether Cang Lan's ten sons can survive is still a matter of opinion, why let them be cannon fodder?
In the face of real life and death, no one is willing to give up the way of life.

However, they took it for granted, how can people who are enemies of Uchiha Madara allow them to come and leave whenever they want?

Madara's eyes were cold, looking at the Cang Lan sect monks fleeing in all directions, as if looking at corpses.

He stretched out his right hand and spread out his palm.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

Wooden thorns drilled out of his palm and shot towards the fleeing monks.

On each of the wooden thorns, the gray-white Shura demon fire was burning, and there was also Madara's will to kill on it. If you don't kill the opponent, you will never stop, you can only resist.

(End of this chapter)