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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Eight God Mountain Projection(2/2)

The true form of the Holy Mountain can suppress the divine state, and I can't resist it now. However, if I still can't resist the mere projection, wouldn't this cultivation have been in vain?

Sensing the incomparable firmness in Lin Xiao's words, Leng Xiangyu, the master of the Temple of Nothingness, could only give up, but also watched.

At the critical moment, if Lin Xiao could not resist the suppression of the Holy Mountain's projection, he would not stand idly by.

Although his cultivation level is only at the peak of the Seventh Realm, as the master of the Temple of Nothingness, he naturally has some unusual methods.

Just as the Holy Temple has such powerful and powerful treasures as the Holy Mountain, the Temple of Nothingness naturally has similar treasures.

However, the treasure is a trump card and cannot be used easily.

It can be said that in order to suppress Lin Xiao, the Holy Temple used the power of the Holy Mountain, which was a heavy investment.

The projection of the Holy Mountain is a thousand meters in size, pressing across the sky, releasing unparalleled tyrannical power, as if it can suppress everything.

As the phantom of the Holy Mountain appeared in the sky, time and space seemed to be suppressed and frozen.

The wind stopped, the clouds stagnated, and everything seemed to become a still picture.

Everything, mountains, rivers and people have become embellishments on the picture.

The elders of the Temple of Nothingness felt extremely stressed and unbearable. Even if the pressure was not directed at them, it still gave them an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

Uncomfortable!

Extremely uncomfortable.

Unbearable, several elders had to retreat into the Temple of Nothingness, and with the help of the aura of the Temple of Nothingness, they could withstand the suppressive impact of the projection of the Holy Mountain.

Eyes fell on Lin Xiao one after another.

The two great elders of the Holy Mountain tried their best, and their cultivation power was constantly consumed, pulling the projection of the Holy Mountain to come, and bombarded it hard.

Time and space were frozen, but there were waves of extreme roaring sounds, like a landslide and a tsunami.

It was as if the sky was collapsing, the earth was cracking, and all kinds of terrifying visions were appearing one after another.

Lin Xiao was the first to bear the brunt and felt the astonishing power fall on him. His body involuntarily became extremely heavy, and the time and space around him was also imprisoned and stagnant, as if solidified. The terrifying power crazily squeezed himself,

Pour out.

All the light in front of me was distorted and shattered under the projection of the thousand-meter-high Holy Mountain.

It’s like seeing a vacuum!

Lin Xiao's heart couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency and pressure.

What a powerful force!

It is indeed a treasure that is said to be able to suppress the divine realm. Even if it is just a projection, its power is extremely powerful and extraordinary.

If someone at the top of the Seventh Realm faced such pressure, it would be very difficult to even move if he was suppressed directly.

Even if someone at the pinnacle of the Eighth Realm faced such pressure, it would probably be extremely difficult to resist.
Chapter completed!
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