Chapter 270 Flame Puppet 2



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Streams of black smoke continued to fall, and the terrifying impact force caused the golden wall to tremble slightly. Large tracts of golden light were shattered by the black air. Jin Ao and others continued to transfer magic power into the heavenly weapon, and tried their best to support the integrity of this thick golden wall.

The black gas became more and more turbulent and dense, and it kept coming like a storm.

The golden city wall was completely extinguished under the impact of the black gas. Several sections of the city wall were corroded by the black gas and holes as big as water tanks appeared on the surface several times.

Every time this happened, Chu Tian would move the Wanzai Xuanming Peak over as soon as possible, releasing a large amount of cold air and light to block the black air, giving the golden city wall a chance to breathe and recondense.

The long banner on the mountain of corpses was like a madman, and wisps of black air kept bombarding Chu Tian and his party. After such a crazy attack for half an hour, the anger of the long banner seemed to have finally been vented, and the long banner continued to float slowly with the strong wind around it. The occasional black air that floated out just turned into a myriad of evil miasma and merged into the surrounding black fog. No more black air attacked Chu Tian and his party.

Jin Ao and sixty-three other members of the Jin family, all in cold sweat, put away their protective weapons, and looked at each other in silence.

Among them, 30% are masters of the Ascending Heaven Realm, and the others are all masters of the high-level or even peak level of the Sky-Peeking Realm.

What they practiced was the most powerful "Heavenly Power" in the world. Their bodies and souls were so powerful that ordinary cultivators despaired. To ordinary cultivators, they were just sacred immortals who were high above them.

The sixty-three people joined forces, but were forced into a desperate situation by an unmanned ancient banner. Their magic power was almost exhausted, and even the powerful defensive weapons in their hands seemed to have been slightly damaged by the extremely vicious black air.

"This treasure is really a good treasure!" Jin Ao suddenly said, "It seems that Yin Juer is not unmoved by this long banner, but they can't take this treasure... We don't have time to stay here."

A member of the Jin clan tactfully continued the topic: "It is more important to explore the ruins. With the young master's background and strength, it is easy for him to put away this long banner. But now, we don't have time to waste here!"

Jin Ao looked at the Jin clan member with appreciation. He nodded with satisfaction and said calmly, "Yes, exploring the ruins is important. The long banners used to guard the gate of the ruins are so powerful, there must be more important treasures inside. We can't let Yin Juer and the others take advantage of them, we should catch up quickly."

After saying some polite words to cover up the shame, Jin Ao, along with a group of Jin clan members, looked at the long banner reluctantly while bypassing the stone mountain and moving quickly into the depths of the ruins.

Soon, they arrived at the blazing moat and saw the broken suspension bridge, the city wall across the moat, and the earth-shattering fist mark on the city gate.

"What is this!" Jin Ao stood there, staring at the fist mark in a daze, unable to say a word.

"So powerful!" Chu Tian was also shocked. He didn't know how many years ago, a mighty man shook the world and threw a punch here. His fist power and fist intention condensed into substance, ignoring the erosion of countless years, and it has remained until today!

What a powerful force, what an invincible will!

"Ten years ago, on my great grandfather's birthday, at the banquet, my great grandfather, who had achieved great success in cultivation, punched through the air with one fist. His fist energy was condensed in the air for three years and six months, and he was highly praised by all the guests!" Jin Ao murmured, "My great grandfather had such great cultivation, but his fist energy could only condense in the air for three years and six months. This fist energy..."

After pondering for a long time, Jin Ao, who was shocked by the punch, said subconsciously: "Perhaps, our ancestors who wanted to live in seclusion and practice cultivation, avoiding the world, can do it? Can they do it? They can definitely do it!"

Jin Ao straightened his back suddenly, looked at the fist mark and said calmly: "This relic must be the lair of the ancient evil demon. The one who swept this lair must be the ancestor of my Jin family. Maybe it was the means of several ancestors who are left in the family now! Although only the fist intention is left of this punch, and the power in the fist has merged into the void and disappeared, maybe this punch was left by one of the ancestors of my Jin family!"

The members of the Jin family, who were also shocked by the punch and unable to speak, shuddered at the same time.

When Jin Hao mentioned the "ancestor of the Jin family", the Jin family members seemed to have suddenly found a spiritual pillar, and they all laughed and talked with great joy. In their mouths, their "ancestors" were simply the supreme beings who suppressed the Zhou Tian and swept across the world, and there was no match between heaven and earth!

Chu Tian listened attentively, not missing a single word they said!

Jin Ao’s great-grandfather could condense his fist power into the air for three years and six months without dissipating. What an amazing magical power!

But compared with the fist mark in front of him, Jin Ao’s great-grandfather’s level of cultivation was nothing!

But Jin Ao and the others said that there were ancestors in the Jin family who had retreated from the world to practice cultivation, and there was also a so-called "first ancestor"? Could these people's cultivation be such that they could punch out and the fist intent would remain for trillions of years?

'Celestial Clan', what a terrifying behemoth!

Chu Tian looked at Jin Ao, then at the Jin clan members who were fanatically praising their own "ancestor", and coughed softly: "Young Master, it seems that we should... go in and take a look?"

Jin Ao nodded. He glanced at the dilapidated suspension bridge and frowned: "This suspension bridge? This moat seems a bit weird. Let's go take a look!"

A Jin clan member who was at the high level of Sky-peeping Realm responded, and suddenly golden light flowed all over his body. His skin suddenly turned pure gold, and even his eyes turned golden. With golden light entwined around him, the Jin clan member shouted loudly, and his body suddenly turned into a golden arrow of light, flying towards the other side of the thousands-foot-wide flaming moat.

The golden light was so fast that it crossed five thousand feet in the air in the blink of an eye and was about to land outside the opposite city gate. Suddenly, a dry metal collision sound was heard in the moat, accompanied by a vague and indistinct shout. A metal arm that was a hundred feet long and surrounded by flames slowly rose from the moat, and the huge metal palm just blocked the Jin family members.

The 'clang' sound of the collision is crisp and loud.

Chu Tian clearly saw that the member of the Jin family in the golden light crashed into the metal palm, and his neck became three points thicker and three inches shorter!

It really hurts, right?

The metal palm remained motionless, and the Jin clan members bounced back hundreds of feet, then plunged headfirst into the flaming moat in darkness.

Jin Mao, who was beside Jin Ao, shouted loudly, and a thumb-thick golden chain suddenly emerged from his sleeve. With a "whoosh", the golden chain drew a huge arc and flew thousands of feet away in an instant, wrapping around the waist of the Jin clan member and dragging him back.

As the golden chain quickly returned, a dry metal collision sound was heard in the flame moat. A metal arm suddenly emerged from the flames, holding a huge red long sword and slashing at the Jin clan member. Mobile users please visit m.Read for a better reading experience.


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