Chapter 137 Super Spiritual Artifact Water Light Screen
"Wow, wow, wow..."
In the sea, countless strange sounds suddenly came.
Everyone on the city wall looked down and saw countless sea monsters rushing to retreat to the rear. They no longer had the courage to move forward as they were in the first place, like a defeated army.
He escaped without a trace in a very short time.
"ah……"
I don't know who suddenly let out a heart-wrenching, roar full of ecstasy.
After everyone was startled, the entire city suddenly felt like a volcano erupting, and fell into great joy.
Just as the fishman general took out the water light shield and enveloped the entire city, everyone thought they were desperate and except for death, they could only be taken away by them and become prisoners.
But unexpectedly, the situation took a sharp turn. The young high-level cultivator who had just entered the city actually killed all the three high-level monsters on the other side as soon as he took action.
And when the high-level monsters were lost, a large number of sea monsters no longer had the desire and ability to continue attacking the city, and naturally fled.
This crisis was resolved in this way.
Everyone's moods ranged from despair to ecstasy, and such ups and downs were fully vented at this time.
Wen Renzi looked at Zheng Haotian standing proudly in the air, and his heart was filled with emotion.
Unlike others, he clearly knew the power of the eighth-level fishman general and the two seventh-level monsters around him. But even such a strong man was easily killed by this young man in every move.
At this moment, Wen Renzi had only one thought in his mind.
Zheng Haotian, it turns out that he is the young strong man who fought against the King Kong clan emperor in that little spiritual world.
The figure slightly shook, Wen Renzi had already flew up. When he was about to come to Zheng Haotian, he had already stopped and bowed to Zheng Haotian from afar, saying, "Brother Zheng, please forgive Wen Ren for being clumsy, but he didn't have any
I can recognize Brother Zheng.”
Zheng Haotian smiled slightly and said, "Brother Wenren, please be polite." He looked up at the water light shield that still covered the entire sky and the city, and said, "I don't know what Brother Wenren has to do."
Wen Renzi hurriedly said, "The battle here has ended. Wen Ren plans to ask for help from several nearby main cities. They should send strong men to assist in the garrison. Those fishmen want to have another sudden attack.
It's all."
This is the rule between human races, especially the mutual communication in coastal areas. If one side suffers disaster and survives the first wave of attacks from the sea race, the other major forces will provide some help.
However, the situation in Zhenhai City is special. Because there is a peak tenth-level strongman there, other forces are unwilling to enter it.
Zheng Haotian nodded slowly, and with a light wave, a light was released from his hand.
This light rose straight into the sky and instantly touched the top water light curtain.
Then, a strange scene appeared, and the huge water light curtain immediately accelerated its circulation. All the water light continued to shrink and condense towards the central part. In just a few breaths, the entire city was engulfed.
The water light curtain inside has disappeared completely and has been completely absorbed by this light.
Zheng Haotian stretched out his hand and the light suddenly flew into his hand.
Wen Renzi was extremely envious when he looked around. He knew that this divine weapon, which was famous even in the Fishman tribe, had fallen into Zheng Haotian's hands.
Zheng Haotian smiled at him and said, "Brother Wenren, Zheng still has important things to do, so I'll say goodbye."
Wen Renzi hurriedly said, "Brother Zheng, you have taken action to rescue the city from danger this time, and Wen Ren is very grateful. If you have the chance in the future, please ask Brother Zheng to come to this city. Wen Ren must sweep the bed and wait."
Zheng Haotian laughed long, and his body shone brightly, and instantly turned into a meteor and flew away from afar.
It was not until his figure disappeared at the far end that several people flew up below, and one of them said, "Boss, who is this person? He is so powerful."
Wen Renzi sighed lightly and said, "This time, it is our Bohai City's lucky luck. This is Zheng Haotian."
"Zheng Haotian..."
"Zheng Haotian of Wanjian Sect..."
"The one who defeated the emperor in the Little Spirit World..."
"The first person below the seventh level of the Piaomiao Continent..."
Several different screams rang out almost at the same time, and their faces were filled with a look of surprise.
Zheng Haotian didn't know that since he defeated the emperor in the Little Spirit Realm, his reputation has not only spread among the alien races, but even the human masters on the Piaomiao Continent have a deep understanding.
Especially for these practitioners who have not yet practiced to the seventh level and are wandering at the fifth or sixth level, the title of the first person below the seventh level of the Piaomiao Continent is so noble and thunderous.
Wen Renzi nodded slowly and said, "If it weren't for this person, how could he kill three high-level monsters so easily?"
Everyone nodded. After knowing Zheng Haotian's origin, they no longer felt anything strange.
It would be incredible if Zheng Haotian could not kill these three high-level monsters.
"Oh, didn't those people say that Zheng Haotian only has the fifth level of cultivation? Why did he have been promoted to the seventh level in less than a year..." a man said with emotion.
Everyone's faces became quite strange, and there was envy and jealousy.
Wen Renzi pondered silently, looking at the direction of Zheng Haotian's departure, with a flash of light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking about...
A sudden light flashed in the sky, and it stopped after it passed by hundreds of miles away from Bohai City.
Zheng Haotian landed steadily on the ground. He stretched out his hand and found that there was an additional cylindrical object.
This is the container of the water light curtain. As long as it is stimulated by special techniques, it can be released and retracted.
This special technique is a secret that is not passed down in the fishman clan. If it were not affected by the nightmare environment, Zheng Haotian would probably find it difficult to obtain this secret technique.
At that time, this treasure would be cheaper for others.
According to the news obtained by Nightmare, Zheng Haotian knew that this water light curtain was actually just a semi-finished product. No matter the power of defense, the range of surging or guarding, it could not be compared with the real water light curtain.
Otherwise, even if Deser has a very high status in the fishman clan, he would not be able to obtain ownership of this thing.
However, even if it is just a semi-finished product, it is still an amazing treasure.
To refine this object, not only does it require countless rare materials, but also requires the joint efforts of several Supreme Elders in the Fishman clan to gather a large number of elders' powers. After more than a thousand years, it can only achieve a small success.
Although this thing is insufficient in simple individual defense, the wide range it can reach is unparalleled.
In terms of quality, this thing is actually just a spiritual weapon, but this spiritual weapon is definitely not comparable, and its wide range of uses is unimaginable. If it is obtained among the eight super sects, its value will definitely not be inferior to that of
A fake magic weapon.
The divine thoughts slowly invaded the treasure, and Zheng Haotian sensed the huge power contained in it.
He sighed in his heart, but unfortunately these powers were too wide. If they could be concentrated, even the trapped dragon rope he encountered in the past would be far less than that.
However, the next moment he laughed silently and he was so greedy.
As his eyes rolled, a very strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart.
He took out the warm-raising gourd and Zheng Haotian put the water light curtain into it.
At this time, there were two magic weapons in the warm-raising gourd.
A faint milky white light is still rippling above the Canglong Zen Staff. It is like a sleeping silkworm pupa. If one day breaks out of the pupa, it will surely exert an extremely dazzling and dazzling brilliance.
Another treasure sword is absorbing the power of courage and magic stones to make up for the losses of the tens of millions of sword lights.
Thousands of sword lights...
Even for treasures, this is a huge burden.
Ordinary practitioners of Wanjian Sect are inspired to use some as the core of the sword light, while the rest of the sword light is released when facing the enemy, so that the impact on the treasure can be minimized.
Only Zheng Haotian, a monster, has an unparalleled vast cyclone that can accommodate such a huge number of sword light cores.
If it weren't for the existence of warm-raising gourds and magic stones, even the most powerful treasure would probably have consumed all his spiritual power.
These two treasures are safely together in the warm-raising gourd, but it is obvious that the treasure sword is quite afraid of the Canglong Zen Staff. It curled itself completely in a corner, compared with the Canglong Zen Staff’s unscrupulous absorption of external forces
, like a wronged young wife.
However, when the water light curtain was sent into the warm-raising gourd, the situation suddenly changed slightly.
Although the water light curtain is just a spiritual weapon, if it is simply compared with the total spiritual power it contains, even a real magic weapon may not be able to compare with it.
Therefore, when it entered the warm-raising gourd and began to absorb the power of courage and magic stone, the spiritual power in the entire space emitted violent fluctuations, especially the originally abundant courage, which was actually in a short number.
The gap has been reduced a lot.
Zheng Haotian was shocked. Although he had known that this thing was not easy to raise, the consumption was so high that it still hurt him a lot.
After replenishing his courage to warm-raising gourds again, even he couldn't help but be amazed.
The power of the magic stone seems to be endless. Even with the absorption of the water light curtain, it still has no sense of exhaustion.
This made Zheng Haotian even more curious about the origin of this thing.
He slowly put away the Wenyang gourd. Zheng Haotian was about to drive his sword forward, but suddenly heard a desolate and subtle crying sound in his ears.
His heart moved slightly, and he looked at it. There was a cliff not far away on the beach.
At this moment, on the top of the cliff, there was a pretty figure standing. She covered her face and cried, revealing an indescribable sad and moving temperament, which made people feel pity.