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Lang felt the terrifying aura emanating from the spear, and his heart sank. He glanced at the young man behind him and said in a deep voice: "You guys retreat quickly!"
Without giving the young people a chance to react, Lang soared into the sky.
"Damn it! I'll die!"
Lang didn't think much and punched the spear that was coming down.
"The light of a firefly dares to fight against the eternal chaos?"
The man in the Chaos Realm couldn't help but sneer when he saw Lang's move.
A mere human god realm dared to resist the attack of the Chaos Realm. Isn't this looking for death?
But his smile soon froze, because the scene of Lang being killed by a spear in his imagination did not appear, but another scene made him stunned.
Boom!
Lang knew that he was just a mantis trying to stop a chariot, but when he punched out, he instantly smashed the spear into pieces.
At the same time, the fist mark he hit did not dissipate, but instead killed the man in the Chaos Realm more fiercely.
"Ah..."
A scream was heard, and the man in the Chaos Realm was blasted into a bloody mist before he could react.
This scene happened too quickly, and everyone was stunned.
"Good! Coach Lang is mighty! Coach Lang is awesome!"
"Too strong! As expected of Coach Lang, he blew up that ignorant outsider with one punch."
"Hmph! What about the Divine Martial Dao Sect? Who gave you the courage to act wildly in my Wu Ji Holy Land?"
After these young people reacted, they all screamed, their expressions were extremely proud, and their eyes turned from awe to admiration when they looked at Coach Lang.
"I..."
Coach Lang looked at his fist and was stunned.
He was naturally very clear about his own weight.
The breath emitted by the spear just now made him feel the threat of death, but he punched it down, not only smashing the spear, but also crushing the supreme being in the Chaos Realm. What's going on?
"Damn it!"
After the middle-aged beautiful woman reacted, she shouted angrily: "Kill him for me!"
Boom!
In an instant, hundreds of Chaos Realm masters attacked, and the terrible attack blasted towards Coach Lang. The space continued to collapse, and the scene was extremely grand.
"It's over..."
Coach Lang's pupils shrank. This time, he had a feeling that he was doomed. He could not face such a terrible attack at all.
"Coach Lang, kill these bastards with one punch, and don't continue to be arrogant."
"Coach Lang, charge! Don't hold back."
"Dare to offend my Wu Ji Holy Land, Coach Lang, you have to show them some color."
The young people shouted immediately.
It can be seen that at this moment they are full of confidence in Coach Lang, and feel that Coach Lang can easily kill everyone.
"..."
Coach Lang was speechless.
He did not look back, but said in a serious tone: "Men of Wuji Holy Land, today I will show you the strongest form of Bajiquan, you must watch carefully!"
"Good!"
Everyone answered excitedly, staring at Coach Lang with wide eyes.
Coach Lang stepped on the ground, and the void shook. He waved his fist and shouted: "Swing the fist to break the sky, stomp the foot to shake the universe, the strongest form of Bajiquan, breaking the sky!"
Waving his fist, a fist print of ten thousand feet burst out instantly.
Boom!
Wherever the fist print passed, the space was shattered and destroyed.
The attacks of hundreds of Chaos Realm masters were immediately swallowed by the fist print, and the fist print became even bigger, from ten thousand feet to one hundred thousand feet, and instantly blasted towards the middle-aged beautiful woman and others.
"Not good..."
The middle-aged beautiful woman's face changed drastically, and she felt the threat of death from this fist print.
She didn't know why an ant in the human god realm could burst out such terrible power, but this was not what she should think about, because at this moment the fist had locked them, and they had no way to avoid it.
"No..."
With a voice of unwillingness, the middle-aged beautiful woman and others were all blown into ashes.
Boom!
The fist rushed into the sky, blasting a dark hole in the sky, and the chaotic air overflowed.
"Strong! Too strong! Coach Lang is mighty!"
"Wow! Coach Lang is too cruel! This punch actually broke the sky."
"I just ask, who else? Who else?"
A group of young people clenched their fists, extremely excited.
"..."
In the void, Coach Lang was dumbfounded, confused, and stunned.
There was silence for a long time.
He asked faintly: "My boys, did you see the punch just now clearly?"
"No!"
Everyone said loudly.
"Actually... I didn't see it clearly either..."
Coach Lang said to himself.
Chapter 735 Wuji Hall
"Daoyou, please come over and have a chat!"
An old voice sounded beside Lin Chen's ears.
Swoosh!
Lin Chen's figure disappeared instantly.
"Master Lang... is he so strong?"
Lan Yin looked at Master Lang blankly, not yet recovered from the shock.
Wuji Hall.
It is a mysterious hall in Wuji Holy Land. It is said that the True God Wuji lived here in the past.
As time passed, the True God Wuji passed away, and Wuji Hall became a hall for elders. Only those who were worshiped in the Holy Land could live here.
For the people in Wuji Holy Land, Wuji Hall has a special meaning.
There are nine floors in Wuji Hall.
The first six floors are the residences of the elders, and no one can set foot on the last three floors.
At this moment, the sixth floor.
Lin Chen calmly hugged Hong Hong and entered a hall.
The hall was full of living beings, ranging in strength from the realm master to the great master realm, about a hundred, all from outside the domain
At the front of the hall was an old man in a white robe. He did not exude the slightest aura, but gave people an unfathomable feeling.
"Demigod..."
Lin Chen said to himself.
The strength of this white-robed old man is not weak, and should be stronger than that evil ancestor.
The planet where gods were born is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
He had also killed a demigod, which was not surprising. What surprised him was the one upstairs...
When Lin Chen came in, everyone's eyes instantly fell on him, with doubts, confusion, and inexplicable hostility.
"Daoyou, please sit down!"
The white-robed old man said to Lin Chen.
Lin Chen found a seat and sat down casually.
The old man in white robe looked at everyone and said, "Old Chu Huairen, I know the real purpose of everyone coming to my Wuji Holy Land. In this case, I will not hide it. This time I invite everyone to gather here, mainly to ask everyone to do a favor!"
"Fellow Daoist, please speak!"
A master realm strongman whispered.
There is no free lunch in the world. If the other party wants to ask them for help, they will definitely pay a corresponding reward. This reward is very likely to be the news of the God's Tomb they want!
The purpose of everyone coming to Wuji Holy Land is for the God's Tomb!
Chu Huairen looked thoughtful: "Today, there will be a great disaster in my Wuji Holy Land. At that time, I would like to ask everyone to help. In return, I will give you three things."
"First, the specific information of the God's Tomb; second, the fragments of the laws of the gods; third, a semi-artifact!"
Lan Yin and the elders deliberately spread the news of the God's Tomb just to recruit a group of disciples. In fact, without Chu Huairen's tacit consent, how dare they spread the news?
After all, if this kind of news is spread, it is easy to bring a catastrophe to the Wuji Holy Land.
I guess Lan Yin and the others would never have thought that Wu Ji Holy Land actually had the specific information of the God's Tomb!
"What? God's Law, Semi-Godly Artifact!"