Looking at the East China Sea.
Chen Jianqiu remained silent.
The most powerful person in Wudang, who was also the most powerful person in Huaxia at the moment, had a blank look in his eyes.
Not long ago, he broke through seven gates in a row in the Nine Gates of Heaven.
Cong Zhong obtained unimaginable benefits.
"Golden Core Great Dao!"
"Taiji Secret Sword!"
Every single one of them was an extraordinary secret manual.
Chen Jianqiu had already transformed into Qi.
After cultivating the so-called " true qi ", he could release true qi like in many martial arts novels. With a wave of his hand, he could produce an incomparably sharp sword qi.
This was far more terrifying than any sword technique.
He was the number one person in China.
Those who practiced Chinese martial arts had no way of fighting him. Before they could even get close, they would be pierced by the sword qi.
Gradually, Chen Jianqiu had developed an invincible mentality.
Not to mention the domestic experts, those foreign experts would definitely not be able to block his sword qi.
To exaggerate, he was the number one in the world!!
However, today, the number one expert in the world had witnessed the battle between Huaxia and the Yun Nation. With just one glance, the invincible feeling in his heart had disappeared.
Number one in the world?
Maybe…
However, he was only number one in the world.
What about the sky?
Those gods and True Immortals, those great existences!
Every single one of them could kill him with just a glance!
Was he proud of transforming into qi?
Chen Jianqiu adjusted his state of mind and stared at the Erlang Immortal Master on the screen.
He was sensing the temperament of Erlang Shen.
Such a god directly challenged the entire Gaotian Plains.
That was the headquarters of the Yamato Gods!
Although most of the so-called eight million gods in the myths and legends of the Yun Nation were fake, the number of eight million was only a virtual reference and not the real eight million.
However, that was still Takama-ga-hara!
The famous gods in the Yamato Myths were all there.
Why did you, Erlang Shen, dare to challenge him?
Why?
Was it easy for an individual to fight against a group?
No, it was not easy at all.
When Chen Jianqiu was young and vigorous, he had done many amazing things. He had once faced five gangsters with knives alone…That was the most thrilling experience of his life.
People who practiced martial arts were also humans, and they had bodies of flesh and blood.
It was already very difficult for one person to fight three adults.
What more five people?
Moreover, the other party had a knife in his hand?
Chen Jianqiu had barely won that time, and he had been very confident ever since.
However, when he saw the Huaxia God of War pointing at the sky and shouting at the battle, he knew that he was far from being as arrogant and domineering as God Erlang.
The difference was too great!
This was related to strength, but it had nothing to do with strength.
It was a kind of madness that could fight all over the world, and it was difficult to find an opponent!
It was a murderous aura that had been cultivated for thousands of years!
Chen Jianqiu took a deep breath.
He knew that he was still far from it.
He couldn't be arrogant and complacent. He had to continue cultivating.
The immortal path was endless. Perhaps one day, he would be able to step on the clouds like the immortals and gods, and he would also have the ability to point at the heavens and the earth. Immortal cultivation was a way of evolution.
It was an evolutionary pathway that allowed humans to possess the power of gods.
Chen Jianqiu was enlightened once again.
Many young people in China also had the idea of cultivating.
All of them cast their gazes at Wudang Mountain…
There was a Nine-Tiered Heaven Gate there!
……
Gaotian Plains retreated.
Yang Jian sighed somewhat regretfully. His expression of " having no place to fight " made people's hair stand on end.
Was Second Master actually a battle maniac?
But thinking about it carefully, if he didn't like to fight, how could he become the number one War God of Huaxia's Heavenly Court?
The gentle and refined black-robed young master was just in his daily state.
Once the battle intent arose, it would become like this.
His battle intent was rampant.
His divine might was peerless!
In addition to his incomparably handsome face, countless women were screaming and reveling.
"Everyone, I'm going to write a book. The title of the book is called 'I Have a True Monarch Friend.' Sisters, please support me!!”
"Everyone, I'm going to write a book too! The title of the book will be called " The Evil Life of Li Erlang "…There will definitely be a film craze in the country for Erlang Shen. I can already foresee my popularity!”
"Those ancient books didn't say that Erlang God had a younger sister, right? I'll arrange a younger sister for him. If we have a brother-sister relationship that leaves as soon as we say so, it'll definitely be a big hit!”
“……”
At this moment, a bullet screen quickly dampened the enthusiasm of the people writing the script.
"Write! He could write anything! I also want to know what will happen to those who randomly make up stories about gods…Do you still think that they are celebrities who rely on popularity to survive? Had sh * t entered his brain? If you want to die, then do it!"
“……”
Thinking about it, it seemed to make sense.
This was not a celebrity.
He was a genuine ancient war god. If he really wanted to make up a story, he would probably die without knowing how.
And secretly write it without being discovered?
Did he think that the third eye was just a decoration?
It was fine if they did not know about it in the past, but now that the gods were alive and mighty, who would dare to mention atheism again?
Who would dare to treat the gods as entertainment?
Do you believe that a three-pointed double-edged spear would fall from the sky and smash into pieces on the spot!!
Erlang Immortal Master had a good temper and wouldn't care?
Who knew?
Who was certain?
No one was willing to take this risk.
Some people were unwilling.
"It's always good to promote positive energy, right?”
"Let's not talk about this. Look, Second Master is still at Mount Fuji. What is he planning to do? F * ck, f * ck, look over there. What is he doing?？”
Mount Fuji was still erupting.
The fire rose into the sky along with the lava.
Yang Jian stood silently at the crater.
Then, he raised his right hand.
That slender and flawless hand had no flaws, but it had the power to shake the world.
People didn't understand what he was doing.
The evil dragon in the east had already been suppressed into the crater of the volcano. What else did Yang Jian want to do?
They saw Yang Jian's right hand clench into a fist.
“？？？”
“！！！”
"I, I suddenly have a bad feeling.”
Yang Jian was a god.
However, his body size was similar to that of a human.
Its tiny body was a stark contrast to the tall volcano.
However, for some reason, when people saw this scene, an image automatically appeared in their minds-a god of war with indomitable spirit, raising his fist high and facing the crater.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Under countless terrified gazes, that fist…
It suddenly smashed down!
"No!"
The people of the Yun Nation collapsed.
The Chinese people fell silent.
Perhaps this punch would cause the friction between the Euro-Asian plate and the Pacific plate to intensify. At that time, it might lead to a collective eruption of volcanoes, a large-scale earthquake, or even half of the continental plate completely sinking into the sea...
Such geological activity was an ultimate natural disaster!
It was far more terrifying than a volcanic eruption.
Prime Minister Izumo also broke down. He cried loudly,""Amaterasu! Please have pity on us…Hurry up and stop him!!”
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