Chapter 450 Thunder

The figure that was just standing there turned into several afterimages.

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The palm print of a hundred people was indeed strong enough.

But if they could not lock Li Jiuqing with their divine thoughts, it would be like an intercontinental missile without radar or without locking the target, and it would be completely blind.

As long as Li Jiuqing did not stand there and take it hard.

This move was a complete joke to him.

"Boom!!!"

The terrifying palm print fell heavily like a mountain crushing an egg. For a moment, the sky collapsed and the mountains and rivers were broken.

Its power spread in all directions with the place where the palm print fell as the center.

The surrounding mountains and rivers turned into nothingness in an instant, and were directly evaporated by the powerful force.

All creatures within a radius of hundreds of miles, whether they were huge beasts or tiny insects, became fragmented under this destructive force.

The originally lush forests collapsed one after another as if they had encountered a terrible storm, and the solid rocks also turned into fragments at this moment and scattered on the ground.

The rolling mountains were hit hard, as if the end of the world had come. The mountains collapsed and the earth trembled.

However.

When the dust in the sky gradually dissipated, Li Jiuqing's figure was clearly shown in front of everyone again, and everyone was stunned.

He still stood steadily in the air, with ghost fires lingering on his body, like a demon from hell. His cold eyes revealed a domineering attitude that looked down on the world and despised all living beings, which made people feel terrified.

"Netherworld Ghost Slash!!"

"Ah~~"

"Hehehe~~~"

As the dark patterns on Li Jiuqing's body emerged, the ghosts of endless deaths were drawn by a mysterious force, and they continued to gather towards the three-pointed two-edged sword in Li Jiuqing's hand.

The blade of the three-pointed two-edged sword flashed with a strange blue light, as if the fire of the underworld was burning.

Li Jiuqing held the hilt tightly, feeling the powerful energy contained in it.

He took a deep breath and poured all his strength into the knife.

In an instant, a five-meter-long half-moon-shaped blue blade light broke out from the three-pointed two-edged sword, like a cold moon hanging in the sky.

Wherever the blade light passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Then, the blade light slashed forward with unparalleled power.

Wherever it passed, a deep ditch was raised on the ground, dust flew, and stones splashed. This ditch was like a scar on the earth, witnessing the terrifying power of Li Jiuqing's knife.

And the blue blade light continued to fly forward.

Five meters.

Ten meters,

One hundred meters.

The blade light flew and slashed. The original five-meter-long blade light expanded directly to a hundred meters in three blinks. The tyrannical power sealed the sky and locked the earth, covering the scenery in front of him, leaving only that cold blue light!

"Disperse!"

With a loud shout, hundreds of Yuanying strongmen dispersed one after another.

"Boom!"

After the blue blade fell, it suddenly exploded, and a powerful airflow flew. The terrifying power quickly spread out, instantly submerging the figures of several Nascent Soul cultivators and knocking them out fiercely.

After this blow fell, the other Nascent Soul cultivators who were not affected immediately rushed forward.

Since they could not lock Li Jiuqing with their divine thoughts, they could only choose to attack him at close range.

Faced with this situation, Li Jiuqing laughed wildly, and the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand spun rapidly, and every swing was accompanied by a sharp blade light.

Chopping, slashing, chopping, and slashing, all kinds of techniques are used freely.

In close combat, Li Jiuqing's three-pointed two-edged sword raged like a storm, and every knife fell could kill a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage in mid-air.

The blood rain was swaying, and the people around were terrified.

It's just that these Nascent Souls can be kings and ancestors one by one, so they still have the trump cards and means they should have.

As more and more Nascent Soul cultivators joined the battle.

No matter how brave Li Jiuqing was, he would be exhausted by the battle.

"A bunch of ants, get out of here!"

"Netherworld Ghost Slash!"

"Boom!!!!"

Li Jiuqing once again charged up his strength to slash horizontally, forcing the Yuanying in front of him to retreat. Then Li Jiuqing retreated rapidly, and then in the state of Fire Netherworld, Li Jiuqing thrust the three-pointed double-edged sword into the ground.

Suddenly.

The earth trembled, and the Netherworld power on Li Jiuqing poured into the ground, and then countless cracks spread.

When these cracks opened to a certain extent, ghosts composed of Netherworld ghost fire emerged from them.

They had different shapes, some like vicious dogs, some like hideous skeletons, and some like erratic ghosts, together forming the Netherworld Army.

"Roar--"

The Netherworld Army let out bursts of shrill roars, and they surrounded Li Jiuqing, forming a huge black vortex, which was daunting.

Li Jiuqing stood in the center of the vortex, his eyes flashing with a dark blue light, and his whole body exuded a kind of breathtaking pressure.

"Kill!!!"

At Li Jiuqing's command, the Netherworld Army surged out like a flood and rushed towards those Yuanying monks.

The ghosts made of the Netherworld Ghost Fire rushed towards the enemy frantically. They ignored physical attacks and shuttled between the Yuanying monks, leaving traces of death.

The corrosive ability of the Netherworld Ghost Fire was extremely terrible. Even those monks with strong defenses could not resist the flames from the underworld.

"Protective aura!"

"Damn! What the hell is this thing?"

The Nascent Soul monks were panicked. They found that their proud spiritual thoughts were as fragile as paper in front of the ghostly fire. Once their spiritual thoughts were released, they would be instantly corroded by the ghostly fire.

The appearance of the Nether Legion completely broke the balance of the battle.

Li Jiuqing holds a three-pointed two-edged sword, like a commander, commanding his Netherworld army to charge into battle.

He shuttles around the battlefield from time to time, every shot is extremely accurate, and every swing of the sword can take away the enemy's life.

"This... what a terrifying power this is!"

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When everyone watching the battle witnessed all this, deep shock and awe surged deep in their hearts.

Li Jiuqing demonstrated not only strong individual combat effectiveness, but also a nearly invincible strategic deterrent.

"Thunder to kill evil!"

With an angry shout, the leader of the hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators in front rose into the air.

This person has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and his whole body is flashing with lightning.

As soon as he raised his hand, thousands of thunders burst out, hitting the ghosts like a heavy rain.

"Ah Jie~"

"Huhuhu~"

Accompanied by bursts of shrill cries, wherever the thunder passed, these ghosts were smashed into pieces and turned into ashes.

However.

For Li Jiuqing, this is just the beginning.

"Zhuzi, suffer death!!"

The Nascent Soul Dzogchen, which was gathered in thunder, broke through all the ghosts and transformed directly into thunder, charging toward Li Jiuqing.

at this time.

Li Jiuqing pushed forward with one hand, and immediately, nine Jiujiu Soul Beads emerged from behind him.