burst!

explode!

Still an explosion!

What a huge amount of spiritual energy that was forcibly pulled by immortal magic.

Compressed to the extreme, and finally at this moment, He You raised his hand to detonate it!

What a spectacular scene it was when thousands of giant towers collapsed from the top.

boom!

Boom boom!

The explosions were continuous, even covering the ubiquitous "noise".

The crushed jade powder drifted upwards under the action of the wind and waves created by the explosion, spreading into clouds, eventually covering the sky.

A strong wind swept through.

Hurricane surged.

I snooze and lie on the top of the mountain with all my strength, holding on to the rocks with all my limbs.

Don't let yourself be shaken by this violent energy.

However, the hair on her body was dancing like wild grass.

Qianhe, who was originally floating not far away, did not have such good luck.

It was blown away by the strong wind and threw it high, and the entire recording vision was also dizzy.

Fortunately, it is far away from the stele spire and is controlled by Tong Ren.

He rolled in a mess for a while, climbed up quickly, and tried to avoid the dust storm... As a result, he raised his entire perspective and recorded this scene perfectly.

On the huge plain, countless flames burst out, as if they were galaxies on the ground.

It gives people a sense of fear.

However, the monk who saw this scene through the broadcast was shocked.

...

On Earth.

Ten directions of bamboo forest.

In the wide Zen house, Master Tongren's body was stiff and motionless, like a sculpture.

Around, there was a silence.

Monks looked at the scene in the light curtain in a daze, opened their mouths wide, as if they were about to shout, but they couldn't make a sound.

"This...is the power of the Great Perfection monk?"

After a long time, the welcome monk who was familiar to He You suddenly folded his hands together and murmured with white lips.

Immediately, I heard Monk Tongren shook his head bitterly:

"Thinking about the days ago, we were still suspicious, and Xue Zhao repeatedly tried to test it. Now, how ridiculous?"

The monks were silent.

Yes, how ridiculous?

If this worshiper He had made every effort that day, he would not know whether the entire Ten-Term Bamboo Forest would still exist.

And this is just the power that a ninth-grade Great Perfection who has fallen for a hundred years has been able to exert after less than a month of re-taking.

So, how powerful should he be when he was in his prime?

No wonder... I could sweep across Jiangning back then.

...

...

Mansion.

The headquarters building of the Burning Sea Sword Sect, in a room.

It's already a drop of needles.

Through the picture, no one fully grasped the situation inside, and he was even more unsure what He You wanted to do.

However, when I saw this picture, my previous guesses and calculations seemed to be completely meaningless.

"Qingcang real person..."

The head of the Sword Sect, the old man murmured this name.

It seems that I want to overlap with some memories from my youth, but the memories from the past have long been blurred.

He has seen Qing Cang from that time.

Have seen it from afar.

Back then, I was still young and I had joined the fun to watch from afar, but because my cultivation was not enough, it was difficult to get close, let alone going to the stage and fighting with the Great Perfection Realm.

I just remember that the other party is really strong.

However, hundreds of years have passed after all.

It's far less shocking than what I saw today.

The spiritual energy has been exhausted for two hundred years, and it is difficult to find great perfection in the world.

As long as one force holds the Tongxuan Realm, it can be called a powerful force in the area.

Especially for young and junior monks, they lack impression of real and ancient strong men.

Until today... I witnessed the great power of shattering thousands of mountains, and finally realized how charming the ancient monks passed down from generation to generation by the elders!

"The head of the sect... Bai family..." The middle-aged monk seemed to want to say something.

But the old man beside him waved his hands tiredly, and then, under everyone's gaze in the room, the old head of the Sword Sect sighed quietly:

"Forget it...forget..."

Everyone was stunned, a little confused. What this sentence refers to.

But everyone noticed keenly that the old leader, who had long wanted to retire, seemed to be getting older and older.

...

Similar scenes, almost the same scenes are staged in different sects.

Faced with such great power, contemporary monks who were once ridiculed by some people as the "beat generation" have all lost their ability to speak.

All that is is the instinctive awe of powerful power.

And, there is no doubt about He You's identity.

...

Ningcheng.

In the secret realm of Bai Family.

Compared with other sects, their mood is much more complicated.

Especially Bai Zao, staring at the screen stupidly, rubbing her eyes repeatedly several times, and seemed to be completely unable to believe what she saw.

He You?

It's really He You?

Not someone pretending, right?

No……

After confirming his eyes, it was clearly him!

But……

Why……

Did he really release this power?

Bai Zao was extremely puzzled and even suspected that all this was just a coincidence.

However... the probability of "coincidence" is too small after all.

She finally realized that He You had much more secrets than she thought.

She turned her head blankly and looked at the family elders in the room.

But I saw that whether it was worshipping the elders or the aunts and uncles, they looked dazed and incredible.

Even the grandfather of Bai Zao's grandfather, who has always tried hard to maintain "calmness", could not hide his shock.

"Second Aunt..."
To be continued...