Chapter 290 - 290 215 The Majesty of the Good Turtle_2
Chapter 290 - 290 215 The Majesty of the Good Turtle_2
?Chapter 290: Chapter 215: The Majesty of the Good Turtle!_2 Chapter 290: Chapter 215: The Majesty of the Good Turtle!_2 Among the murmurs of the crowd, Li Ping’an waited with supreme confidence for his Tiangang Five Peaks Seal spell to crush to death both Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao and that turtle.
After a thunderous boom, everyone saw five Mountain of Magical Power finally press down upon the three that had been stacked together earlier. Had it been any ordinary Taoist sect expert, they would have perished long ago, and even the eldest senior brothers of the Great Cultivation Sects would dare not withstand it directly. Sect Masters of the Four Great Noble Paths and other sects would also need to handle it carefully.
However, when they saw the total of eight Mountains of Magical Power weighing down on the Good Turtle’s back, they noticed that the turtle didn’t even flinch, as if it carried nothing at all on its back, silently bearing the eight mountains that Li Ping’an had conjured.
“What an incredible turtle! What on earth is this thing!”
While Li Ping’an and the other cultivators on site were astonished, they saw the Good Turtle suddenly lift its head, open its mouth wide toward the eight Mountains of Magical Power on its back, and with a single breath, eerily sucked all eight Mountains of Magical Power into its mouth, instantly breaking Li Ping’an’s most proud Tiangang Five Peaks Seal.
“What the hell is going on here?”
This was the first time Li Ping’an had encountered such a situation since he had learned the spell, and he was left gaping and dumbfounded!
However, the next scene shocked everyone present except for Wang Tianran immensely.
After absorbing Li Ping’an’s eight Mountains of Magical Power, the turtle turned its head and exhaled a breath of clear qi toward the body of the gravely injured Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao, who lay gasping on the ground.
The breath of clear qi split into two upon contacting Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao’s body: one stream entered his mouth, and the other encircled his injured body.
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