tkworld Chapter 72 Everyone Assembles! Let's Give This "God" a Squirt.
Chapter 72 Everyone Assembles! Let's Give This "God" a Squirt.
"Boom—!!!"
Above the collapsed Biyou City, the enormous face belonging to Ma Xianhong, like an angry God, opened its gaping maw large enough to devour the sun and moon.
"Destroy it!!!"
"Since you won't accept my perfection, then let's turn to ashes together with this world!!"
As Ma Xianhong roared, the sky turned blood red.
Countless red meteors, condensed into highly concentrated Qi bombs, poured down, each carrying an aura of annihilation.
The red flowers on the ground had no facial features, only the simple command to kill. There were thousands upon thousands of them, which was chilling.
"Wow, this is quite a spectacle, even more lively than the Jia Shen Rebellion back then."
Zhang Zhiwei stood atop the ruins, gazing up at the sky filled with shooting stars. He didn't make a move; instead, he even had the leisure to offer his commentary.
"Junior brother, this little horse has a good imagination. These moves look pretty intimidating."
"It's all just a bluff, nothing more..."
Su Wuxian stood at the very front, one hand in his pocket, the other hand lightly snapping his fingers.
"Snapped!"
An invisible barrier opened above everyone's heads.
Countless red meteors crashed against the barrier, creating ripples, but they couldn't advance an inch.
"Everyone."
Su Wuxian turned around and looked at the group of supernatural beings behind him who had just woken up from their dream:
"Now that you're awake, don't just stand there."
"Even though we're in a dream, we won't wake up until we defeat the owner of this dream."
"Now, let's begin morning exercises."
"Alright!"
Wang Zhenqiu was the first to respond.
In the dream, the theatrical makeup on his face became radiant, and the golden cudgel in his hand swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a colossal pillar supporting the sky.
"In this world, I can be as big as I want!!"
"Take this from my old Sun!!"
boom!
The golden cudgel swept out, smashing a large group of puppets rushing towards it into red specks of light.
"Cool!!"
Wang Zhenqiu laughed heartily. In reality, he couldn't do things due to limitations in Qi, but here he could rely entirely on his imagination!
"Amitabha."
Xiao Zizai took off his glasses and casually tossed them aside.
He no longer needed to suppress his emotions; he could finally kill to his heart's content.
Faced with this endless array of monsters, the red light in his eyes was no longer a morbid madness, but a pure fighting spirit.
"The Great Compassionate Thousand-Handed Pagoda!"
This time, the image of Guanyin behind him was no longer an illusion, but a solid golden Arhat!
Countless golden palms shot out like machine guns.
Each palm strike carried a purifying Buddhist light, scattering the red data streams.
He was killing, yet it was as if he were performing a grand ritual of salvation.
"I'm going too!"
Black Pipe roared, no longer pursuing any "limits of power," and reverted to his calm hunter nature.
He wasn't holding any weapons in his hands, but the black arm guards on his arms gleamed eerily.
Black Pipe - Sniper Mode!
With each punch, a burst of energy, like an air cannon, exploded, precisely shattering enemies approaching the inner circle.
"Don't be afraid, Duo'er, Uncle's here!"
Old Meng stood by Chen Duo's side. Although he was still the same socially awkward uncle, he was now exuding a powerful aura.
He controlled the microorganisms in the surrounding collapsed buildings, transforming them into walls of green slime that blocked any that managed to escape.
On the other side of the battlefield.
The younger generation, including Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and Feng Baobao, were also having a blast.
"Old Qing! Light the fire!!" Wang Ye shouted.
"They're here!"
Zhuge Qing formed a hand seal, and in this idealistic world, his Samadhi True Fire gushed out as if it were free.
"Xunzi·Wind Rope! Lizi·Explosion Flame!"
The wind fanned the flames, instantly burning a vacuum zone in the monster horde.
"The 'Chariot of the Golden Bell'! Set a timer for me!"
Wang Ye stepped on the Bagua symbol, freezing the dozens of puppets that were rushing towards him in place.
"Little White Bug! Infinite Enhanced Version!"
Zhang Chulan was enveloped in lightning, transforming into a giant lightning dragon, and followed the path opened by Wang Ye, piercing through the enemy formation in one breath.
As for Feng Baobao...
The art style remains unique.
She didn't use magic; instead, she held the shovel that had become enormous in the dream, measuring a full forty meters long.
"Heave-ho! Heave-ho!"
Bao'er shoveled snow as if she were doing it herself; with each shovel stroke, a patch of snow flew away. Her movements were simple and unpretentious, but extremely efficient.
"Ants! They're all ants!!"
Seeing his army blocked, Ma Xianhong in the sky became even angrier.
"In this world, I am the rule!!"
"Gravity! Suppression!"
Om-!
A terrifying gravitational force suddenly descended.
The people who were wreaking havoc suddenly felt a weight on their bodies, as if a mountain was pressing down on their backs, and their movements instantly slowed down.
The red puppets seized the opportunity and pounced, instantly reversing the situation.
"rule?"
Su Wuxian, who hadn't made a move yet, suddenly smiled.
He took a step forward, his Zhongshan suit billowing in the wind.
"Little Horse, have you forgotten?"
"I modified the core of your body-cultivating furnace."
"The core of the technique, the dual-wielding blue hand, is also something I'm good at."
"Even this dream... was something I carelessly let you have."
Su Wuxian raised his hand and made a "shh" gesture towards Ma Xianhong in the sky:
"Talk to me about the rules?"
"I am the...true rule of this world."
Dual-wielding, blue-handed, and permission tampering!
Su Wuxian's eyes turned into a pure, deep blue.
A spiritual force even larger and purer than Ma Xianhong's surged into the sky like a tsunami, directly crashing into the giant face in the sky.
"Get down here!"
Snap! Snap!
The gravitational field in the sky shattered instantly.
That enormous face of Ma Xianhong was actually pulled down from the clouds by this force!
The red clouds dispersed.
A hundred-foot-tall Dharma image of Ma Xianhong, covered entirely in dark red crystalline armor, crashed to the ground, causing the entire Biyou City to tremble.
This is the final boss.
This is also the final form of Ma Xianhong's obsession.
"Su Wuxian!!!"
The giant Ma Xianhong roared and slashed down fiercely at Su Wuxian with his red greatsword.
"Eldest brother, second brother."
Faced with this earth-shattering sword strike, Su Wuxian didn't even dodge, but simply uttered a soft cry:
Stop watching the show.
"Since we're already here, why not join in?"
"Let's stretch our muscles a bit, and then... dismiss the child!"
"Sigh, what a life of toil."
Zhang Zhiwei sighed and threw away the thermos in his hand.
He took off his security guard hat, and the aura around him instantly turned into a dazzling gold.
"Golden Light Mantra - Dharma Form of Heaven and Earth!"
boom!
The next instant.
A similarly enormous, pure gold phantom.
It rose up from the ground behind Zhang Zhiwei!
The Dharma Image stretched out a large hand and steadily caught the giant red sword that Ma Xianhong swung down.
Catching a blade bare-handed!
"I'll join in the fun too!"
Tian Jinzhong stepped on both feet and flew up into the air.
In this dream, his mental strength was equally formidable.
"Golden Light Mantra - A Barrage of Arrows!"
Countless golden Qi arrows rained down on the giant Ma Xianhong's joints.
Three elders versus one god.
No, that's not a very accurate way to put it.
It's like three max-level accounts ganging up on a newbie village chief who's just learned how to cheat.
Su Wuxian leaped into the air, landing on the golden Dharma Image's shoulder, staring directly into the crazed eyes of the giant Ma Xianhong:
"Ma Xianhong, look carefully."
"This is... true power."
"Dual Hands - Soul Stripping!"
Su Wuxian placed his palm on the forehead of the giant Ma Xianhong.
The moment of finality has arrived.