Chapter 1007
ID: Senju’s old Hashirama.
Senju’s old Hashirama came from afar, step by step, without haste.
Each random step spanned a thousand meters, but it was extremely natural, and there was no sign of spatial fluctuation or movement. It seemed that it was just a natural step of a thousand meters.
The steps were natural, and the unity of man and nature!
“Ah ... Although I don't know what these Yanhuang Sect disciples are shouting, some are calling dad, some are calling grandpa, and some are calling big brother?
Are these Yanhuang Sect disciples all sons, grandsons, and cousins of the third generation of Yanhuang Sect, Senju, the old Hashirama? Well, it's possible!
After all, if he has lived for 900,000 years, it is normal to have hundreds of thousands of descendants! Reasonable!
However, Senju's old Hashirama is so powerful!
Why are his cousins, sons, and grandchildren
so worthless?
"Disciples and grandchildren! You retreat! This is left to our sect!" Senju's old Hashirama spoke hoarsely, and walked to the center of the basin in one step, which was also the most unfavorable, dangerous, and desperate position in the entire ambush circle.
"Go!"
"That's right, don't drag down Hashirama's father!"
"Damn, these happy NPCs are dead! Let's see how Hashirama's father will deal with them!"
The four newbies who were beaten almost unable to take care of themselves hurriedly got up and retreated from the basin in embarrassment.
From the beginning to the end, the many powerful people united by the small forces did not hinder them at all!
After all, it was useless to kill these weak disciples!
There was only one person who really needed to be solved!
That was the third generation of the Yanhuang Sect, the old Hashirama of Senju!
This person was the biggest threat!
In a breath...
Above the basin, twelve half-step distraction realm masters joined forces, and the small forces under their command united a full 100,000 powerful people, densely packed and looking down!
In the basin, the old Hashirama of Senju stood alone, facing the wind!
Seeing this scene, all the players watching the live broadcast were stunned! Fan.
Chapter 1307: One man surrounded 100,000!
"Fuck! Big brother Hashirama wants to fight alone?"
"Damn, is brother Hashirama crazy?"
"He wants to fight so many NPCs alone?"
"This is a coalition of many small forces. There are twelve people in the half-step distraction realm alone. How can brother Hashirama win?"
"They should be planning to use a war of attrition. Die once, kill a group. As long as they keep at it, they will win sooner or later!"
"Uh, that's so embarrassing! Isn't he the same as Happy, the newbie in the fourth test?"
The players watching the live broadcast were all confused. They didn't know where the old Hashirama Senju got the confidence to step into the ambush circle on his own initiative.
"The third generation leader of the Yanhuang Sect, the old Senju Hashirama, listen to me!"
"Today, a total of ninety-seven forces have gathered here! You will definitely lose!"
"But if you are willing to surrender, and promise to take the "four six three" disciples of the Yanhuang Sect and withdraw from the third floor of the God and Demon Tower!"
"We can spare your life!"
"What do you think?"
At this time, the one with the highest cultivation among the twelve half-step distraction realm masters walked out slowly, spoke coldly, with a condescending expression full of confidence.
After all, the position where the old Senju Hashirama stood was exactly the center of the entire ambush circle!
All the strong men of the ninety-seven small forces coalition here can burst out the strongest attack and directly kill the old Senju Hashirama in one go.
The twelve half-step spirit realm masters never thought of letting the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands go back alive. The other party actually showed up and stepped into the ambush circle, which made the twelve half-step spirit realm masters ecstatic! The reason for saying these nonsense is nothing more than delaying time and waiting for the formation to close!
Because the entire basin has long been set up with a heaven-defying formation! A genuine eighth-level formation, and a sealing formation from ancient heritage!
Once this formation closes!
Even a real spirit realm master can't escape and will definitely die!
In addition, there are 100,000 small forces here, twelve half-step spirit realm masters, and many strong men attack together!
If the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands didn't come, or didn't step into the basin, it would be fine!
What a pity!
This stupid Sandaime, but he fell into the trap!
God really helps me!
"You have killed so many of my disciples and grandchildren! Do you still want me to surrender?"
"I am not here to talk nonsense today!"
"Don't think of leaving alive!"
"Kill one of my sons, and I will kill 100 of you!"
"Do you think you set the trap for me?"
"No!"
"I am alone, and I will surround you all!"
The old man, the Senju, spoke hoarsely, and said the words that shocked the audience with his domineering power!
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
Whether it was the two thousand tower climbing players who arrived after resurrection outside the basin, or the many players watching the live broadcast at this time, everyone was stunned.
Damn!
—One person surrounded all the people of the ninety-seven small forces on the opposite side?
How to surround them?
Come on, tell me, how can you surround 100,000 people by yourself?
Then the next moment, the old man, the Senju, told everyone with his actions!
One person...
Can really surround 100,000 people!
"Shintoku Flow!"
"Wood Release World!!!"
The old Hashirama of Senju raised the newly upgraded sacred tree staff in his hand and spoke hoarsely.
"Boom boom boom!" The next moment, the world roared!
In a hundred miles, the wood release barrier that surrounded the basin and was enough to cover the sky rose up from the ground!
"Boom boom boom!!!" Countless wood release barriers surrounded the entire basin and turned into a huge cage!
This wood release cage was so big that it was beyond imagination and violated the common sense of cultivators. It even shocked all the small forces and players present and almost stopped thinking!
The vines that were hundreds of thousands of meters long and had a diameter of a hundred meters rose up in the roar and spanned the sky!
And such vines...
More than 100,000!
Countless huge vines intertwined with each other and slowly turned into a huge cage that locked this world!
Less than ten breaths!
"Crack!" The wooden cage closed!
The wooden cage formation that was over ten thousand meters high and crisscrossed the sky was completely completed!
At this moment, the 100,000 strong men from the coalition of ninety-seven small forces were all trapped to death in this small world!
One person really...
surrounded 100,000 people!
"What's going on?"
"This world is locked!"
"Damn it, he, he actually surrounded 100,000 of us alone?"
"This wooden cage... is not a formation... but it is comparable to the top eighth-level trap formation? How did this happen?"
"Too scary! This Senju, that old Hashirama, is too scary!"
"What should we do? Did we, did we provoke an existence that we shouldn't provoke?
Seeing this scene, most of the strong men in the coalition of 100,000 small forces panicked. This world was locked, and those below the distraction realm or the eighth level could not get out by themselves!
This is really scary!
"What are you panicking about! As long as we kill the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands, this wooden cage will fall apart!" At this time, the twelve Half-step Divine Realm masters in the lead spoke one after another, forcibly suppressing the younger brothers below.
"Fuck, is Hashirama so awesome now?"
"One person surrounded 100,000 people? He actually did it!"
"Oh my God! The Wood Style has been upgraded to the Divine Style?"
"The Divine Style is invincible!"
"This... I, I also want to switch to the Divine Style..."
"Shut up, we will never give up in the Foot Picking Style!"
The players watching the live broadcast were all stunned, and the mentality of many players also quietly changed a little bit.
"?" ? ? "He Yiming was also confused.
What the hell?
What the hell is that old Hashirama of Senju?
This is not something that can be achieved by normal cultivation in the Divine Transformation Realm!
Not to mention the normal Divine Transformation Realm, even the Half-Step Divine Severing Realm can't do it!
And the old Hashirama of Senju did all this as if he was waving his hands, leisurely and relaxed, as natural as breathing.
This is outrageous!
He Yiming's intuition told him that something must have gone wrong with the old Hashirama of Senju!
Because the old Hashirama of Senju was so powerful at this time, it had violated the common sense of cultivation in this era!