Chapter 572: Fierce battles (Part 2)

"Break it for me!"

The battle was too fierce, and the battle lasted half a day. Whether it was the Taoist Zhongfu or the King of Heavenly Saint, all of them had a lot of magic power.

At this time, he was urging the ancient Heavenly Fist to rush towards the Sky Pagoda again. Seeing that another tough battle was about to happen, the Heavenly Saint Power King suddenly roared and a mouthful of golden mist suddenly spewed out of his mouth.

In an instant, the energy of heaven and earth was extremely obscure, and many divine thoughts watching the battle suddenly lost their senses.

This golden mist is somewhat similar to the vast aura earlier, but it is still thousands of times richer, and has a great mystery of qualitative change.

Looking from afar, Lin Qing's eyes couldn't help but move as he saw the sky pagoda being wrapped around the mist.

He has gone deep into the wilderness, and the essence of this mist is almost exactly the same as that of the essence of suppressing all supernatural powers in the wilderness.

However, the wilderness changes originated from the story of the goddess of Luoshui, evolved from creation and sealed the world, involving the supreme powers of the Red Emperor and the River Map.

If the clan of the Heavenly Saint Power King is also related to the barbaric change, isn’t this saying that someone might have participated in this barbarian?

And being able to get involved in such a big situation is also a real powerful person.

"The barbarians seem to be related to the legendary witch god system, can they..."

Lin Qing's thoughts were shaking secretly, and the ancient Heavenly Fist of King Tiansheng's Power had already hit the body of the Sky Pagoda.

Under the suppression of the golden mist, the Nine-level Heavenly Dao of Dao Ren was almost completely disconnected from the Sky Pagoda. Without the blessing of the Nine-level Heavenly Dao, the Sky Pagoda was just a middle-grade spiritual treasure, and it was also a medium-grade spiritual treasure with the suppressed weapon spirit.

The ancient divine power hit a punch, and it was visible to the naked eye that countless cracks were suddenly covered with cracks on this pagoda.

"Barbha King!"

The natal spiritual treasure is connected to the soul.

The Sky Pagoda was so severely damaged, and even had the possibility of being completely broken. Zhongfu Taoist people were both beating and did not care about anything else. They cast the nine levels of heavenly path with their right hand, transforming into heavy golden light, condensed another pagoda, and then retracted towards the golden mist.

The left hand used the purple gold cover covering the sky, but did not protect himself. However, the purple gold cover rolled towards the Heavenly Saint Power King.

"The Nine-level Heavenly Dao, but that's it."

"Broken to me!"

The Heavenly Holy Power King laughed wildly.

With the Sky Pagoda, the Taoist Zhongfu was still chased and beaten by him. At this moment, the Sky Pagoda has been broken, and he still needs to care about the Taoist Zhongfu.

One punch breaks all the methods, and the fighting spirit fist hits the ninth level of Heavenly Dao's word collection.

With one force, another ancient sky-shaking fist hit the sky again.

As for the sweeping of the sky purple gold cover, he ignored it and directly took the barbarian body!

"Zhongfu lost a lot!"

The battle situation settled, the Sky Pagoda was almost completely broken, and the weapon spirit was directly crippled. After this battle, even if the injury could be cured, the strength of the Zhongfu Taoist will decline. Even if it is still uncommon to reverse the third step, the position of the peerless master may not be so stable.

However, the Heavenly Saint Power King was not relaxed either. Not to mention the fierce battle for half a day, the loss of magic power was huge, nor to mention the last moment, the Zhatian Purple Gold Cover was changed to smash. With all his strength, even his true body was damaged. Just the golden mist, the Heavenly Saint Power King was actually secretly distressed.

This mist is unusual, and it is not even possible for him to cultivate. This is the inherited holy object of the barbarian race. Only the barbarian kings of each generation are qualified to inherit. And only this mouthful, if the Heavenly Saint Power King is used up this time, it is impossible to have it again. Only the next generation of barbarian kings can receive the inheritance from the holy land again.

To a certain extent, this golden mist was the ultimate method of the barbarian kings of all dynasties, and even the giants from all sides were vaguely concerned.

Of course, it was just that the giants from all sides were so concerned that ordinary people didn’t even know the existence of this golden mist.

"The Barbarian King's witch god Yuanli can only be used once in his life, and the master does not need to worry about it."

The Taoist Zhongfu was defeated first and was about to take the stage. Master Shen Fang couldn't help but feel a little solemn in his face.

That golden mist was completely blocked by his divine consciousness. For a moment, he could not think of a way to resist. Such means, coupled with the unparalleled divine power of the Heavenly Saint Power King... he probably could only be cautious about the battle.

And in this way, the chances of winning are really not great!

However, it was as Master Shen Fang's secret frown, a peaceful voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

The witch god's essence!

Only once in your life!

The solemnity on his face finally dissipated. Master Shen Fang nodded slightly and stepped into the Western waters in one step.

The voice comes from the unemployed master.

If you are in charge of the Nirvana Sect, the master of the Unemployed knows the foundation of the Heavenly Holy Power King.

"King Li, are you going down by yourself, or will I send you down by me?"

When he stepped onto the arena, the figure of the man Shen Fang grew out of thin air, and turned into a Vajra Ming King Dharma body hundreds of feet high, with two faces and four arms.

This Vajra Ming King holds the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and has great power and great wrath. It is the magical power of the Buddhist sect and the great magic weapon of the Abhidharma Sect.

Legend has it that the treasure trove King Sumo is the incarnation of the Buddha's wrath, and it is all about subduing demons and eliminating demons. Even if Master Shen Fang cannot borrow the power of the real king, he has firmly established himself in the ranks of peerless masters.

"It's so much nonsense. Your Buddhist golden body and Dharma image is just imitating my witch god's Taoist dynasty. I'm about to see how much you have learned."

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The Heavenly Saint Power King laughed loudly, not caring about the serious loss of magic power, and actually met Master Shen Fang directly.

One of the true body of the Barbarian King and the other of the Ming King Dharma body, the intensity of the two people's war is even greater than the earlier one.

"The sky pagoda is rarely restored without a thousand years."

"That step can only be advanced."

"The three souls are in harmony, a little true spirit... If the great method of concealing the sky is worthy of its name, there will be at least 30% chance of concealing the heavenly way of creation."

"In this way, after the Yuanhui alternates, the heavenly punishment disaster will become even more powerful, but there is no power of creation to suppress it, and there is still a lot of hope after all."

On a certain mountain, Taoist Zhongfu's expression was already calm. The miserable defeat the moment before seemed to have no effect on his mood at all.

The spirit of the Sky Pagoda was damaged and it would take at least a thousand years to have hope of recovery. However, his heavenly tribulation could be delayed less than a thousand years later.

Everything can only be advanced!

Deep in my eyes, a divine light flashed by.

"The Yellow Spring Road, Forget the River. Lei Peng, only your yin and yang energy can suppress him."

Master Shen Fang fought with the Heavenly Saint Power King to shake the earth, but the old monster Zhuge's eyes were looking at the south.

Although the Heavenly Saint Power King suffered heavy losses, in a short period of time, Master Shen Fang could not suppress him. The southern battlefield was even more interesting. The water of the Forgetful River by the leader of the Huangquan Sect was really powerful. Whether it was a Taoist master or a Buddhist monk, it was difficult to take a few strokes.

From Zhuge Tianchen's eyes, he could see that such power had reached their level to some extent. The reason why he did not become a true peerless master is that his natal skills were slightly inferior and his realm had not been achieved, so his magic power was far less than that of them. The water of Forgetful River can be used, but it cannot be used for a long time.

In other words, although the leader of Huangquan is not a peerless master, he is qualified to fight head-on, at least for a while!

There are not many such magical powers in Zhongzhou, and they are basically from the four giants. However, among the four giants, only the True Demon Palace will appear.

With a secret thought in his heart, Zhuge Tianchen looked at the demon clan.

At this time, if anyone who has the most hope of overcoming the leader of Huangquan is undoubtedly King Lei Peng.

The yin and yang energy of King Lei Peng is at the same level as the Forgetful Water of the Master of Huangquan. The Master of Huangquan has used it several times, and his strength is ultimately not as good as that of King Lei Peng.

"Jing Wuhuan from the True Demon Palace has also appeared, and I have no power to fight against two enemies."

King Lei Peng's divine thoughts calmly.

Jingwuhuan, the Supreme Elder of the True Demon Palace, is not as good as the Old Demon Luo Tian and the Furious Sword Demon, but he is definitely an existence at the same level as King Lei Peng and Master Huangquan.

King Lei Peng did not think it was necessary to fight hard for the two of them, especially he knew the plans of Sumizi and Yuan Shengzi.

"If fellow Taoist is interested, why not take this game first?"

"If he wants to fight for another battle, I just won't sit still."

King Lei Peng added another sentence.

Understanding his words, Zhuge Tianchen couldn't help but feel moved.

The plan of the outer sea monster tribe seems to be...

However, the meaning of King Lei Peng's words is also good. No matter what in the end, if he takes over this challenge first, it will be at least completely safe.

Before he could speak, Zhuge Tianchen watched quietly.

Everything is not urgent, even if no one goes up to challenge, it will take half a day to settle.

Let’s first look at the battle between Shen Fang and Tian Sheng.

With the great power of the Huangquan Sect Master, especially after severely injuring several masters one after another, the southern battlefield finally calmed down.

You should know that the Wangchuan Water is not only powerful, but also has a great evil that erodes the soul. You can see one of them just by looking at the tragic situation of those seriously injured people.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the astrology of the River Map is not what they want to compete for. They just work hard for those big guys, and there is no need to fight so hard.

Taking advantage of this silence, the leader of Huangquan quickly recovered his magic power.

In the west, after several consecutive hours of fighting hard, the Heavenly Saint Power King finally lost to Master Shen Fang, and was cut off with one arm and defeated from the arena.

Also without waiting for Master Shen Fang to rest, Fei Wuqing appeared directly, without even calling him, and pointed out the extreme demon with Wuqing's sword intent and palm.
To be continued...