Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique
Chapter 343 - 312: The Human Race’s Heavenly Immortal Demonstrates Power! The Nine Yang Immortal Sect! (4200)

Chapter 343: Chapter 312: The Human Race’s Heavenly Immortal Demonstrates Power! The Nine Yang Immortal Sect! (4200)

Silence!

Silence that was so profound, the drop of a needle could be heard!

Looking at the figure clad in the Gold-Patterned Profound Robe, everyone had an unbelievable sense of absurdity.

A Human Immortal of the human race.

Had actually shattered with a single punch one who was ranked within the top ten of the Demon race’s Heaven’s Pride List and was known as a lesser Monster God!

Even the dragon and the phoenix in the sky, at this moment, were squinting their eyes, sizing up the figure in the Gold-Patterned Profound Robe with serious gazes.

After a moment of silent calm.

Boom!!

A hundred Demon Race Celestial Immortals erupted their qi mechanisms in an instant, each one ready to strike at the figure on the edge of the mist.

This human must not be left alive!

Facing this scene.

Qin Zheng’s expression slightly hardened, and with a thought, he was ready to wield the Slaying Immortal Sword Intent to control the Absolute Immortal Wooden Sword.

The terrifying Sword Intent contained within that Wooden Sword was enough to deter these Demon Race Celestial Immortals!

But just at that moment.

Whoosh!

A thousand-foot-long spear suddenly pierced the heavens, exuding a fierce divine might, and instantly plunged into the sea before everyone.

Rumble rumble!

In an instant, the sea surface violently shook, raising sky-high waves.

The presence of a top Heavenly Immortal, along with a killing intent that was so dense it was almost tangible, swept unchecked in all directions at that moment.

Immediately afterward.

A chant of Buddhist scriptures began to resonate.

"Amitabha!"

With the emergence of this sound, streams of brilliant golden light rose from the end of the horizon, much like the rising sun.

The presence of another top Heavenly Immortal appeared.

At this moment.

Under the oppression of the two top Heavenly Immortal presences, the group of Demon Race Celestial Immortals who were about to make their move had no choice but to stop.

"Immortal Lord Xiaoyao! Saintly Monk Fuyao!"

As the two presences emerged, some of the humans showed signs of joy, shouting aloud.

Two of the seven top Heavenly Immortals of the human race!

Top-tier powerhouses of the Heavenly Immortal realm!

The true pillars that uphold the human race!

Now that both had arrived, even in the face of nearly a hundred Demon Race Celestial Immortals, everyone aboard the human treasure ship felt reassured and settled down.

The expression of Immortal Lord Qinyang slightly eased.

Then, in the gaze of the crowd, two figures approached from afar and slowly appeared at the edge of the mist.

"What?!"

"The Demon race can make a move, but our human race can’t?!"

Immortal Lord Xiaoyao, in a cyan open-chested robe, exuded a free and unrestrained temperament, but at that moment, his words were filled with overbearing ruthlessness.

Standing beside the thousand-foot-long spear that had struck the surface of the sea, he was like a towering mountain that likewise reached the clouds.

At that moment, he was coldly eyeing the hundred Demon Race Celestial Immortals around him.

On the other side.

A monk draped in a wide-sleeved robe and holding a gilded Zen staff spoke in a calm voice: "By the rules, once Immortal Ruins open, we mustn’t act rashly."

"I would ask everyone to calmly return, or else my staff will have to be stained with blood!"

Both spoke one after the other.

Their powerful presences instantly swept across and crushed the hundred Demon Race Celestial Immortals, and even the dragon and the phoenix high in the sky seemed to bow their heads at this moment.

"Hmph!"

The Golden Crow Demon Monarch snorted coldly.

Then, with a sinister tone, he said, "The two of you aren’t even guarding the borderlands; aren’t you afraid that Wancheng Demon Nation will take the chance to strike?"

Immortal Lord Xiaoyao laughed derisively and mocked, "Whoever isn’t afraid of death is welcome to try!"

The Golden Crow Demon Monarch’s eyes narrowed.

The Peerless Immortal Sword had just made a move, and no one could guarantee that it could or would strike another blow.

With the example of Heart Demon’s fall before them, no one dared at that moment to stake their lives to test whether the Peerless Immortal Sword could strike again.

Yet he still scoffed, "Then we shall wait and see!"

Finished speaking, his gaze shifted to Qin Zheng standing at the edge of the mist, holding the Bear Demon’s head, and coldly said, "Enter the Immortal Ruins, and you won’t survive ten battles!"

A cold light flashed in Qin Zheng’s eyes.

Above Heart Sea, the Slaying Immortal Sword Intent erupted to its peak in an instant.

Within the Inner Heaven and Earth, the Tree of Dao swayed, as if a leaf of the great Dao was about to fall.

Just as he was about to take action.

A figure moved even faster than him.

That brilliant golden light shone, and the world was illuminated with Buddha’s light, transforming into a thousand-foot-giant Buddha, descending a palm towards the Golden Crow Demon Monarch.

Under such a powerful qi mechanism, the surrounding void churned, exuding a spirit-crushing divine might.

The Golden Crow Demon Monarch’s pupils contracted, and he instantly became furiously enraged: "You dare to strike?!"

Without waiting, his true form was revealed as he transformed into a Three-legged Golden Crow radiating with extreme heat.

But before he could act further, the giant Buddha’s palm had already landed on him, smashing him into the sea below.

Blood mist filled the middle of the sky, along with some scattered golden feathers falling.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The nearly hundred Demon Race Celestial Immortals once again erupted with qi mechanisms, ready to move at any moment.

But when the giant Buddha, formed from the rallying of the Buddha’s light, turned to face the Demon Immortals.

The powerful qi mechanism immediately suppressed the Demon Immortals from advancing any further.

Saintly Monk Fuyao!

One of the seven strongest under the human race’s Peerless Immortal Sword!

Daring to be known as ’Fuyao’, his might exceeded that of ordinary Celestial Immortals by far!

Confronting such a being, if they charged at him en masse, with such a huge numerical difference, they certainly could overcome him.

But the casualties would be exceedingly severe!

Thud!

At that moment, the water violently churned, and a streak of fire abruptly burst from the sea, heading straight for Saintly Monk Fuyao.

The Golden Crow Demon Monarch, now pale, had eyes filled with fury, his expression twisted with savagery.

"Amitabha!"

A serene chant of Amitabha echoed.

And with the sound, the killing intent in the void soared violently!

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