Coming to the "Tongtian Realm" this time has both advantages and disadvantages for Wang Yuan.
His identity has always been a problem. Although after the old Taoist priest disguised himself, the old Taoist priest claimed that only a third-level master in the tribulation period could see through it. Wang Yuan only believed 80% of it. If there was really a difference of 20%, Wang Yuan would
He couldn't afford to gamble. But he also firmly believed that the second-class sects and the first-class sects should not pay attention to the affairs of the third-class sects and the fourth-class sects. Only if an old monster in the Kong Ming stage or the Dacheng stage rebelled against the immortal way, would this be possible?
will attract their attention.
The reason why it was beneficial was because this was an opportunity to make a name for himself. The battle took place in this restaurant. As long as he didn't encounter those first-class disciples, Wang Yuan firmly believed that almost no one could stop him.
And Zhang Jianhui is his stepping stone, so what if he is killed.
The golden light of the Dayan Divine Pillar was brilliant and brilliant, causing a series of ripples. The space was shattered into pieces and directly blasted down.
"boom!"
Under "Mo Shang", Zhang Jianhui almost used all his strength to resist the overwhelming power of this spell, but before he could escape, he was hit by a golden light. After spitting out a mouthful of blood with internal organs, countless tables and chairs were scattered.
, flew upside down for dozens of miles before he could stop, and the moment he stopped, because the meridians were reversed, his heart was furious again, and he spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood again, his eyes were dull, and his face was pale and ugly.
"I recognize Zhang Jianhui, he is the best among the young disciples of Xuanming Sect, but to be repelled by that young man is really shocking."
"Yes, when Zhang Jianhui went out for training, he fought three demons and dozens of people by himself, and even killed six people and escaped. His strength was very terrifying. But that young man was really terrifying. I compared it with him.
In a battle, the outcome is only 50-50."
Many people marveled at this battle. Zhang Jianhui's identity destined him to attract attention, and many people could recognize him at a glance. However, Wang Yuan was unknown and beat Zhang Jianhui until he vomited blood, instantly attracting the attention of the spectators.
Wang Yuan's temperament was not like this, but for his future plans, he had to stand up and fight for a piece of the sky for himself.
Being seriously injured by an unknown person, Yuanying was extremely dim. Zhang Jianhui was half-kneeling on the ground, his face pale. His unobstructed face seemed to be burned by the moonlight, exuding an unpleasant smell.
, the burning crack continued to expand, and the head was hit by the Ruijin power of Dayan Divine Pillar Zhiyang Zhigang, breaking a hole. This body was smashed by Wang Yuan. If he didn't change his body,
There is no progress in cultivation.
"Who is he!" Zhang Jianhui's mind was filled with this only thought. He stood up with difficulty, and heard the people around him talking about him. His body trembled, and a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat, which he swallowed hard.
"How brave! If I, Zhang Jianhui, don't kill you today, I will be a disciple of the Xuanming Sect in vain!" He gritted his teeth and sprayed out a fiery bead from his mouth. It hung above his head, spinning like a trickle, and spitting tongues of fiery fire into the air.
There was a curtain of fire, and the whole person was protected inside.
Wang Yuan only thought that the fiery red bead looked familiar, and planned to snatch it and study it further.
Zhang Jianhui opened his mouth again, and a flaming lotus platform flew out, and he stood directly on it. Infused with spiritual power, the flaming lotus platform immediately produced an extremely strong pressure, suppressing the spectators within a hundred miles and making them unable to breathe.
"That is the famous magic weapon of Shen Yuze, the chief disciple of Xuanming Sect, and it was actually given to Zhang Jianhui. It seems that Shen Yuze thinks highly of this junior disciple and asks him to be his successor and take over the position of chief in the future!" Some disciples exclaimed.
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Wang Yuan could also see that the two magic weapons that Zhang Jianhui took out in succession were good, and his face became solemn, and he said to himself: "This person was hit by two of my spells, and he can still stand up and continue fighting. Sure enough, every disciple here
They are not easy to mess with. If you don’t show 120% of your strength, you won’t be able to gain a foothold!”
He waved his hand to Rongrong and said softly: "Rongrong, go back to your car and I will protect you."
Rongrong grabbed the corner of Wang Yuan's clothes, her big eyes twitching, and she was taken away by the two maids very well. Rongrong was here, Wang Yuan had worries, but once she left, she was careless and bent on killing.
Zhang Jianhui.
Endless tongues of fire continued to spray, turning everything below into ashes. Zhang Jianhui sneered ferociously. He made a seal, and the lotus platform rotated, and thick flaming sword energy shot out from the sharp points of the lotus platform.
Wang Yuan waved his big hand into a claw shape, as if he was holding a mountain in his hand. The power of the landslide came out of his hand, turning into invisible energy to form ripples in front of him. When the flaming sword energy came close to him, the space in front of Wang Yuan changed.
The wrinkles were caused by the force of the landslide, which blocked the sword energy and "bang bang" broke into countless pieces, turning into the most primitive flames.
A low shout came from his mouth, Wang Yuan tiptoed, and his body rotated towards Zhang Jianhui's lotus platform. At the same time, a green long sword formed in his hand, and immediately slashed out a thick green sword energy, splitting the surrounding ground.
, flying out with a roar.
Zhang Jianhui didn't understand why the flaming sword energy wielded by his magic weapon was so easily dispersed. Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood from the center of his eyebrows and landed on the lotus platform. The rotation speed of the lotus platform suddenly increased, forming a red whirlwind that destroyed the restaurant.
It broke through instantly and penetrated the ground dozens of feet.
The green sword energy was extremely flexible in Wang Yuan's hands. Seeing Zhang Jianhui's lotus platform rotating, Wang Yuan's eyes widened and he rotated in the opposite direction, heading straight away. As the green sword in his hand rotated, the green sword energy also changed direction.
Like a flying green dragon, it roars and hits the rotating lotus platform!
"Chichi!"
Where the flaming red lotus platform collided with the green dragon, colorful sparks shot out, and the harsh sound was like a grinding platform rubbing against steel. It was extremely unpleasant. The spectators sealed their ears with spiritual power and only watched the battle with their spiritual consciousness.
At this moment, Wang Yuan approached the lotus platform, and a roaring dragon roar came from the soles of his feet. He stared greedily at the fiery red beads above Zhang Jianhui's head on the lotus platform.
A desire to devour appeared. Wang Yuan sneered. He threw the green sword in the air and allowed the green dragon to argue with the lotus platform. He himself turned into a phantom and appeared on the edge of the lotus platform. He placed one hand on the lotus platform, a body of ice and fire.
He began to absorb the fierce flames heartily.
Without Wang Yuan's control, the green long sword was instantly destroyed by the flame lotus platform and turned into countless green ice crystals falling down. Zhang Jianhui glanced at Wang Yuan and shouted coldly. The lotus platform erupted with unprecedented flames, killing Wang Yuan.
Burned alive.
Wang Yuan allowed the flames to engulf him, forming a ball of light standing in the air. When the spectators thought that Wang Yuan was engulfed by the flames, the ball of light broke open, and Wang Yuan stood there intact, with a flower gathering on his left hand.
flame.
The flame was very weak and seemed to be extinguished by blowing it. Wang Yuan stared at the flame in slight surprise, a little surprised, but he guessed that it had something to do with the body of ice and fire.
This flame is like a newborn baby, but it has the ability to control fire. Wang Yuan understood instantly, snorted coldly, jumped up, and appeared on the fire screen above Zhang Jianhui's head.
Zhang Jianhui seemed to be very confident in the resistance power of the fire curtain. He continued to make secrets in his hand, and three illusory fire snakes wrapped around it ferociously.
Wang Yuan pinched seven inches of a fire snake with one hand and sucked it into his mouth. The fire snake turned into a torrent and flew into his mouth, and was absorbed by the fire dragon in his body. He immediately roared with satisfaction.
"Hiss! Those three fire snakes are the spiritual objects in the lotus platform, and they are also the real power of the lotus platform. The three savage beasts equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage that Shen Yuze killed in the Beihuang Desert turned into spiritual objects and became the weapon spirits of the lotus platform. Although
It is a weapon spirit that he refined himself, but it only increases its power."
"It goes without saying that the weapon spirit is powerful. That young man destroyed one with his bare hands. What kind of cultivation level does he have? Doesn't he have a hidden cultivation level?"
The disciples watching the battle whispered among themselves, and Zhang Jianhui's face became increasingly ugly. He had noticed that flames seemed to be of no use to this man. However, the spells and magic weapons he majored in were all related to flames, which meant that if he continued to fight, he would be at a disadvantage in every aspect.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he was about to flee on the lotus platform. A disciple of the Xuanming Sect tried to escape despite being unable to defeat others. If word spread about this, it would bring shame to the sect, but for the sake of his own life, Zhang Jianhui couldn't care less.
, I would rather bear the punishment of the sect than escape!
"It's not that easy to escape!" Wang Yuan shouted disdainfully, and his whole body was shocked. A fire dragon of tens of feet flew out of his body. The fire dragon stared directly at Zhang Jianhui, or more precisely, the fiery red color above Zhang Jianhui's head.
bead.
"Roar!" The fire dragon roared, naturally breaking away from Wang Yuan's control, and chased after him like crazy. The fire dragon was an illusory thing, and its speed was extremely fast. It appeared above Zhang Jianhui's head in an instant, and the flames that burned everything suddenly turned into a giant.
The claws grabbed the bead.
"Bang!"
The fiery red bead was caught in the hand of the fire dragon, which broke the fire curtain. Zhang Jianhui was engulfed in the flames. He played with fire all his life, but in the end he set himself on fire.
He roared piercingly, and his physical body collapsed. The Yuanying villain drove Yuanshen and was about to use the blood escape method to escape, but Wang Yuan prepared a great gift for him. The surrounding space was covered by his formation barrier. His speed
Even using Blood Escape is incredibly slow.
"Don't kill me!" Zhang Jianhui's Nascent Soul screamed sharply and escaped in panic.
The fire dragon opened its huge mouth and swallowed it in one gulp with laughter!
"Be merciful!" A voice came from far away, but the person had already appeared a hundred miles away. He was a young man in purple clothes. He was quite handsome and had narrow eyes. The voice came from his mouth.
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Wang Yuan was never sloppy in doing things, and he never left anyone alive when he killed someone. He only had to remove the root of the grass. If he had the ability, he would come to him for revenge, and he was not afraid.
As soon as the thought came out, the fire dragon swallowed Zhang Jianhui's frightened Nascent Soul, circled the dragon body, glanced coldly at the young man in purple in the air, and slowly flew back to Wang Yuan's body.
Wang Yuan was holding Zhang Jianhui's Nascent Soul in his hand, and he slapped his Nascent Soul with layers of formations, immediately making the scream disappear.
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