Chapter 1572: Breaking the Situation with One Sword

"Leave?" He Pingsheng's pupils shrank slightly: "Why should I leave?"

Whoosh...

He took a deep breath, and his body instantly turned into ten thousand zhang in size.

"Roar..."

With a loud roar, the sound shook the heavens and earth.

The chaotic gales within ten thousand zhang around him were blown away.

Seeing this scene, the four Great Luo Golden Immortals, three women and one man, were shocked beyond measure.

It was hard to imagine how a guy who had just reached the first layer of the Great Luo Golden Immortal could fight a Daoist Lord of the Dao Origin realm twice in the gale and remain unscathed.

And after two rounds, this fellow not only didn't leave but became even more courageous as he fought.

Fighting across ranks?

"Good boy!" The Daoist Lord's voice came from the void again: "Daoist Lord Bai Ping said that you slaughtered thirty-seven Great Luo Golden Immortals of their White family in one day, entering and exiting as if there was no one there, and even he couldn't do anything to you when he made a move himself!"

"Good, good, good... truly extraordinary!"

"The next move is this seat's killing move!"

"But this seat will not kill you!"

"Let's see how your strength is?"

"Fall!"

The huge voice fell intermittently.

The four Great Luo Golden Immortals beside He Pingsheng heard this and were all trembling with cold sweat: Thinking about it now, if He Pingsheng had made a move when they blocked him just now, what would have been their ending?

Just as several people were lingering in fear, the gale in the void was suddenly pressed into a vacuum by huge pressure.

He Pingsheng looked up, but only saw a whisk.

A whisk ten thousand li long.

Then an arm emerged from the gale and chaotic aura.

The huge arm holding the whisk moved slightly with the wrist, and the whisk began to rotate. After the whisk rotated, it actually formed a huge whisk vortex, falling towards He Pingsheng's head.

"Ten Thousand Directions Submit!" The Dao Origin voice came from above the Nine Heavens.

The majestic whisk vortex completely submerged He Pingsheng at this moment.

He Pingsheng's body also rotated wildly with the whisk vortex.

In this vortex, Dao techniques and Immortal Spirit power condensed, and billions of fine threads turned into billions of soft whips, whipping at He Pingsheng from all angles.

At first, He Pingsheng thought about using Void Dash and Chaotic Dash to dodge.

But after trying twice in a row, he found it useless.

The range of this so-called Ten Thousand Directions Submit divine ability was too large.

He Pingsheng couldn't use Chaotic Dash to escape.

Secondly, its attack was not aimed at a certain point, but countless fine threads attacking countless points in countless directions.

So, the moment He Pingsheng fell for the second time, his body was whipped by one of the fine threads.

Bang...

He Pingsheng's body was blasted away like a cannonball.

Then, the moment he was blasted away, countless fine threads whipped at him again.

The good news was that because the range of this divine ability was extremely huge, each of the billions of fine threads on the whisk had attack power attached to it, so looking at the attack power of a single fine thread, it was not that strong.

Not to mention reaching the power of a Dao Origin strike, it didn't even reach the power of a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal strike.

He Pingsheng's body was whipped several times without suffering any damage, just a false alarm.

"Hehehe..." He Pingsheng chuckled and slashed out with the Profound Yellow Divine Sword: "Gathering..."

Now that He Pingsheng's cultivation had reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, the power of this sword slash could naturally not be mentioned in the same breath as when he was a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The majestic sword light turned into a green lotus, and after the sword lotus shattered, it turned into a majestic river of sword intent.

Under the control of He Pingsheng's spiritual sense, this majestic river of sword intent protected He Pingsheng in the center, and then flew up with a whoosh.

Wherever it passed, countless whisk fine threads were slashed down.

Bang bang bang...

He Pingsheng only used three breaths to plow a gap in this huge whisk vortex and instantly escaped.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

The three women and one man watching the battle from afar couldn't help but gasp.

"Heavens... he... he he he... actually broke the Daoist Lord's divine ability?"

"Good fellow, good fellow, this is Daoist Lord Wuwei's strongest divine ability. It is said that this 【Ten Thousand Directions Submit】 was a divine ability he comprehended from his Dao Domain!"

"Perhaps, it was Daoist Lord Wuwei who didn't use his full strength just now!"

Rumble...

Just as several people were discussing, He Pingsheng's ten-thousand-zhang golden body in the void suddenly turned into a Heavenly Demon body.

One thousand arms stretched out from behind.

Then one thousand palms opened, and the eyes in the palms erupted with black Heavenly Demon divine light.

One thousand Heavenly Demon divine lights instantly flew into the void and then gathered together, bombarding upwards through the infinite gale.

Only a heavy sound was heard, and then Daoist Lord Wuwei's cursing voice came: "Boy... I was kind enough not to use my full strength, you damn thing destroyed my magic treasure?"

"Good, good, good, you have the ability to come up and talk!"

"This old man wants to see how high you can climb against the gale!"

After speaking, the broken whisk in the void disappeared, and the pressure belonging to the Dao Origin Daoist Lord also disappeared.

He Pingsheng sat cross-legged in the void for half an incense stick to rest, then continued to turn into a stream of light and rushed upwards.

Ten thousand li!

Eight thousand li!

Six thousand li!

When He Pingsheng rushed to the forty thousand li position in one breath, there was basically no one around.

Because the height that most Great Luo Golden Immortals could climb was only forty or fifty thousand li.

Forty thousand li was often the height that only the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal could reach.

Of course, there were people within forty thousand li, but they were few and far between.

Bang...

He Pingsheng didn't pause at the forty thousand li position and continued to rush upwards.

There was almost no one in the height range of thirty thousand to forty thousand li.

There were three or five, and they were the most outstanding Great Luo Golden Immortals in the entire Heavenly Ruins.

Thirty thousand to twenty thousand li was a no-man's land.

In this height range, there was basically no one.

Soon, He Pingsheng rushed to within twenty thousand li.

At this height, the pressure of the chaotic gale increased sharply.

Even He Pingsheng felt a trace of pressure.

But fortunately, this pressure was completely within the bearable range for He Pingsheng!

Bang...

He Pingsheng continued to maintain high-speed flight and rushed upwards.

But the speed of rushing upwards was much lower than before.

Within twenty thousand li, at the beginning, it was still a no-man's land.

At about thirteen thousand li, He Pingsheng finally saw someone.

That was a woman, wearing red clothes, with black hair like a waterfall.

The woman's face was pale, and she was sitting cross-legged in the void, painstakingly resisting the gale and chaotic energy falling from the top of her head.

This place could no longer be simply called a gale.

It should be said that this was chaotic wind.

Seeing He Pingsheng fly past her with a whoosh, the red-clothed woman who had just entered the Dao Origin realm not long ago scanned He Pingsheng's cultivation with her spiritual sense.

"What?"

"Great Luo Golden Immortal?"

"And only the first layer?"

The woman puffed, and a breath of air sprayed out.

Then, because the breath in her heart was not stable, her body fell two thousand li in this chaotic gale, from thirteen thousand li, suddenly falling to the fifteen thousand li position. ===== CHAPTER 1573 =====