The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter 46 Retreat to Mao Day again

Heaven Grant Plaza!

Countless practitioners looked at Yan Chuan in a daze.

If he hadn't experienced the previous scenes, countless practitioners would definitely think that Yan Chuan was crazy, absolutely crazy.

From at first Wendou to now, Yan Chuan has built confidence in countless cultivators again and again, and it always makes people feel like they believe.

However, Daojun Mao is too strong, he is only one step away from immortal. This is not a form of merit, this is the body, and the body is intimate! Is Yan Chuan alright? Can you continue to persist?

Looking at Yan Chuan, whose robes were swinging in the strong wind, and his eyes were swaying, countless cultivators were at a loss, not believing, and looking forward to it!

"Where to come from, where to go back! Don't try to provoke me!"

Yan Chuan's words resounded throughout the Tianshou Square, and even more heard in the ears of Lord Mao.

Mao Daojun's eyes are cold!

Today's majesty, has been provoked again and again?

I don’t know where the kid who popped up is so arrogant! The cold light is everywhere in the eyes of Daojun Mao.

"courting death!" Daojun Uri shouted.

“bang! ”

Once again, he stretched out a palm and took a picture of Yan Chuan. This time, it is still pressed by a Great Hand Seal.

The Great Hand Seal this time is many times stronger than the previous merits. all around The void looks distorted.

A palm pressed down, golden light radiated everywhere, as if a round of sun was falling down, the strong rays of light suddenly made most of the cultivators unable to open their eyes.

"bang!"

Without pressing a palm, the Tianshou Square where everyone was sitting suddenly sank, and the powerful imposing manner alone made the earth more than a foot down. .

Countless cultivators fell while shaking, looking at the golden palm pressing against Yan Chuan in horror.

Before the palm of the hand, the golden light had already dazzled Yan Chuan.

Faced with this palm, Yan Chuan did not show a trace of timidity. His eyes were more fierce. He stood with his hand holding his hand. The golden dragon of luck surrounded his body and resisted this imposing manner.

"weng!"

The Jade Emperor Sword trembled on Yan Chuan's back, as if it was about to rush up against the palm, but it was suppressed by Yan Chuan.

Looking coldly, watching Daojun Uori carry a huge formidable power in his palm.

Seen, Yan Chuan is about to be buried under the palm of Golden's hand.

Gu Yue Holy Son has a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Meng Ziqiu and the others tried to stop, but it was too late.

"Don't!" Mo Yuxi exclaimed.

The golden light has already illuminated the thorns irradiated by Yan Chuan, and the palm prints are in front of him. It only takes a moment for Yan Chuan to be completely vaporized by this palm.

At this moment, looking at Yan Chuan in the palm of the golden hand, a rare smile suddenly appeared on his fierce face.

"Huh!"

In an instant, on the entire Tianshou Square, violent wind erupted, beside Yan Chuan, a white fist suddenly appeared.

A white fist that keeps getting bigger, the fists are all around, and the wind is blowing, sweeping the entire Tianshou Square, and even the entire Giant Deer City.

White fists, facing the golden palm print, crashed into each other.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

With a huge sound, blood burst from the ears of countless practitioners who bombed. The earth shook, and countless cultivators who had just climbed up fell again.

The giant Deer Mountain shook under this huge sound. Giant Deer City also suffered a major earthquake in an instant.

"hong long long!"

For a time, Giant Deer City The earth shook and the mountain quivered, countless repairers stumbled.

The golden light instantly illuminates the whole city, and the gale blows everywhere instantly.