Chapter 1350: The Original Divine Fist

Chapter 1350: The Original Divine Fist

Wen Tianyun's three dragon heads watched with horror as the black and white stripes covered Shu Han's body.

"How can it be!"

He roared as his worldview collapsed: "You obviously didn't surrender to the Lord, how could you get the Lord's power! This is impossible!" However, as the black and white stripes covered Shu Han's body, Wen Tianyun could no longer suppress Shu Han.

The three dragon heads were shining brightly, and three rays of divine light were about to spit out from the dragon heads and burn through Shu Han's head. In an instant, Shu Han's figure shook, and four clones suddenly ejected from Shu Han's body. One move was the Immortal Fighting Finger, one was the Vast Sea Seven Styles, one was the Dragon Spirit Penetrating Fist, and one was the Changle Free Palm, all coming together from four directions. Fire a volley at Wen Tianyun.

Wen Tianyun immediately pulled out a scroll from his waist, and the scroll wrapped around him, showing a fantasy scene of the prosperity of the human world. This is the most important protective treasure for asking about the destiny of the dynasty, a picture of the prosperous dynasty. Once this painting is unfolded, the prosperous scene of the prosperous dynasty can be projected, and the prosperity of the dynasty can be suppressed and defended.

It's just that Wentian Yun is no longer the prince of the Wentian Dynasty at this moment, but a lackey of the ancient power. His magic power is transmitted to this picture of the prosperous dynasty, and the prosperous scene on it immediately declines like being infected by the plague.

The country is broken, the mountains and rivers are desolate and desolate.

The four magical attacks of Shu Han's clone hit this picture of the prosperous dynasty, and were blocked perfectly. Just when Wen Tianyun was triumphant, in this scene of decline, Shu Han's main body tore a gap and forced his way through. Come in.

At this time, Shu Han's body was covered in black and white markings, but unlike Wen Tianyun and Ye Xinchen, who were infected and transformed evil spirits, his body would mutate into a monster. Shu Han still maintained his human form, and his soul was not captured and became a lackey.

Wen Tianyun was extremely surprised to see Shu Han barging directly into the Dynasty's Prosperity Picture. His three-headed dragon head breathed out flames and struck away with the Wentian Divine Fist. However, Shu Han just waved his hand casually, and the Wentian Divine Fist was swung away by him, looking so calm and calm.

Shu Han looked at his hands with satisfaction and felt the inexplicable power coming out of his body. He didn't believe the intensity of this power. The moment the black and white stripes possessed him, Shu Han immediately felt that his strength suddenly took a big step forward. That feeling made Shu Han think that he had broken through to the integration stage.

Shu Han didn't know exactly how the black and white markings enhanced his power. He only knew that with the existence of the black and white markings, his strength had reached an unprecedented level. Moreover, the black and white markings will automatically absorb the Yin Qi from the Land of Immortal Fall to replenish his strength. In the Land of Immortal Fall, Shu Han acts as if his power will never run out.

This level of magic can even be compared to the Nine Saints Armor of the Yu Ming Clan.

Seeing Shu Han approaching him step by step despite the pressure of the Dynasty's Prosperity Picture, Wen Tianyun couldn't help but feel fear. The Dynasty's Prosperity Picture is indeed powerful. Shu Han no longer uses magic power to resolve the waves of crushing forces every moment. However, with the black and white markings, his whole body is constantly absorbing Yin Qi, making his energy almost never exhausted.

"You are just a little cultivator who dares to fight against this prince! This prince wants you to die without a burial place and your soul to fall into the netherworld forever!"

Shu Hanfeng's calm demeanor completely angered Wen Tianyun. Wen Tianyun raised his arms and waved his arms high. A huge golden mountain slowly rose behind him, as high as tens of thousands of feet. Immediately afterwards, the rocks on the surface of Jinshan quickly fell apart, and a golden statue stood proudly. Shu Han knew that this statue was the founding statue of the Wentian Dynasty. Compared to Wentian Jun, the founding statue derived from Wentian Yun was more subtle and slightly tilted, just like the arrival of the real founding statue.

However, the statue only emitted golden light for a moment before being eroded by a corrosive force. The golden statue seemed to have been doused with strong acid at this moment. It began to change color and wither, and finally turned into the pale white face that Shu Han had seen in the Senluo Ghost Domain.

"The Founding Divine Fist!"

Wen Tianyun shouted loudly, and it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the eyebrows of the statue. In an instant, the statue seemed to be given life, like the fist of a meteorite raised high, and the wonders of the Dynasty's Prosperous Age were all distorted and condensed into this In the fist.

"Heir of Changyuan, you can defeat my imperial brother, so what's your ability? There is a huge difference in strength between this prince and him. This time I will let you see the highest secret of "Asking the Immortal Sutra", the Founding Divine Fist. You I will personally dedicate your head to the Lord!”

As he spoke, he punched out the Founding Divine Fist, and everything in the world was covered by this punch, which meant both the beginning and the end.

Shu Han held his breath and stared. The shattered Nine Saints Armor was assembled on his body again, and then shattered again, along with the Nine Saint Seals on Shu Han's chest. Those broken battle armors were fused with the nine holy seals, and nine gods were derived from Shu Han's death. Each of the nine gods shone brightly, and all of them were Shu Han's face, with a majestic appearance.

The four clones immediately returned to their original bodies, and the fingers of Shu Han's right hand shone brightly.

Faced with this moment, Shu Han still chose to trust the Immortal Zhan Tianzhi who carried the hope of Yingtian Realm.

The Founding Divine Fist came to Shu Han in an instant. Rather than a fist, it was more like a big world hitting Shu Han. The huge fist filled Shu Han's entire field of vision. Just when Shu Han wanted to fight back, suddenly, the futon in his storage bag suddenly flew out.

This futon was obtained by Shu Han from Wentian Jun. It is said that it was the futon that the first emperor of the Wentian Dynasty sat cross-legged on when he created the statue of the founding god. Facing the alienated Founding Divine Fist, the futon flew out automatically and floated behind Shu Han.

Instantly, a real statue of the founding god emerged from behind Shu Han, and Shu Han immediately felt the blessing of an inexplicable will. That will seemed to support Shu Han in resisting the polluted founding god fist. Shu Han immediately understood this will, and closed his outstretched fingers, clenched them into a fist, accepted the guidance of that will, and guided his whole body's magic power.

At this moment, Wen Tianyun's founding god fist came down with a bang, and everything around Shu Han was violently collapsing. However, Shu Han still did not make a move. He was submerged in the power of the founding god fist, but he looked unharmed, like a breeze blowing on his face.

Wen Tianyun saw that a founding god statue also rose behind Shu Han, and he showed an extremely shocked look. Shu Han's statue was more solemn and lifelike than his. The moment he saw his ancestors, Wen Tianyun's captive heart seemed to loosen.

"How could it be... Ancestor..."

This moment of mental loosening was captured by Shu Han. He closed his eyes and burst out all his magic power through a punch. In an instant, the light of the founding divine fist that Wen Tianyun had struck was broken by a purer and brighter light, and the Wen Tian divine fist that was fused with the Immortal War Heaven Finger counterattacked, breaking through all of Wen Tianyun's attacks with an unstoppable force, annihilating all obstacles, and soaring into the sky.

Wen Tianyun was hit hard by this punch, and in an instant he collapsed in this crystal white light, and the armor on his body gradually turned into dust and withered.

"Ancestor..."