As soon as the woman in black appeared on the scene, she first fed Rakshasa Walker and Staff Walker each an elixir, and then darted forward and fought with Yanzhen Divine Monk without fear.
Facing Yanzhen Divine Monk, who was still ahead of Luo Qingfeng in Dianjiangjing ranking, not only did she not fall behind, she actually slightly suppressed him.
When did such a character appear in Hell Valley?
There was a rare hint of shock and confusion in the eyes of the always kind-hearted and smiling Yanzhen Divine Monk. Facing this graceful woman in black, he actually felt unprecedented pressure.
The strength of the two people was terrifying. When they fought, they hit each other directly from the sea to the clouds. They were met with thunder and fire, and their momentum was terrifying.
"It turns out that there is such a master hiding in Hell Valley."
Yanru Divine Monk looked at the horizon in the direction where the two masters had disappeared, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and murmured to himself, "No wonder you dare to kill Junior Brother Yanhai. It seems that you have already planned it."
"fart!"
Although he spoke softly, he was still heard by the staff-wielding man. The irritable man suddenly became furious and shouted harshly, "It's obvious that you killed brother Xihua first, but you still beat him here and lied.
, with such a virtue, he actually dares to call himself a disciple of Buddhism, which makes people laugh out loud!"
"You're just evil, how dare you insult my senior brother!"
The flaming divine monk was furious. He raised his right arm high, and the raging flames condensed in the palm of his hand. In an instant, it turned into a violent spiritual spear and threw it at the staff-wielding walker. He shouted loudly, "Karma Fire Divine Spear!"
"Bald Donkey, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
The man holding the staff also had a bad temper. He was not willing to give in when provoked. The muscles in his right hand bulged rapidly. He raised the lion head staff high and smashed it towards the flame spear. The strength and power were so strong that it was shocking.
I was frightened and amazed.
Seeing that the terrifying spiritual skills of both sides were about to collide, a white shadow suddenly flashed in the sky, and then, for some unknown reason, a slender figure appeared between the Karma Fire Spear and the Lion Head Staff.
Both the flaming divine monk and the staff-wielding man changed their expressions. However, their moves were already worn out, and they were unable to stop their attacks. They had no choice but to let their spiritual skills continue to attack the intruder.
The man in white was attacked from both sides, but he still stood quietly in the air. He didn't seem to have the slightest thought of evading. Instead, he raised his head and slowly raised his arms to both sides of his body, assuming a coquettish posture of embracing nature.
I thought that this person was going to die under the fierce attack of the two masters, but what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.
"boom!"
I saw the seemingly menacing stick of the man holding the stick, turned around inexplicably, and hit his shoulder firmly, causing a deafening impact sound.
"boom!"
The flame divine spear, which was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a rainbow, seemed to have suddenly acquired its own consciousness. Turning around suddenly, it turned back and headed straight for the chest of the flaming divine monk, even faster than before.
Yan Xing could not have expected this. By the time he reacted, the flame spirit gun was already within easy reach. He was in a hurry and panicked, running backwards while instinctively dodging sideways.
After all, his move was a long-range attack. He had a little more reaction time than the stick walker. After all, he didn't let his spiritual skills pierce his chest. However, he was also passed by the flame gun, and his right sleeve was instantly burned to ashes.
The outside of the elbow was even burnt black, and you could even faintly smell the smell of barbecue.
"who!"
The Yanru Divine Monk and the Rakshasa Walker were taken aback, and said that reinforcements were coming from the other side, so they rushed forward and closely protected their teammates.
"It's you!"
On the contrary, the injured staff-wielding walker and the flaming divine monk both changed their expressions when they saw the face of the visitor clearly, and exclaimed at the same time.
"You know him?"
The Rakshasa Walker glanced sideways at the Staff Walker and asked curiously.
"He is the boy I told you about."
Recalling his past experiences, the leader of the walker replied bitterly, "He is a traitor to the beasts who are helping Zi Zi Tian and are enemies of our human camp!"
"It turns out it's him!"
On the other side, after listening to Yan Xing's explanation, the Yanru Divine Monk had a look of surprise on his face, "Why did this human traitor appear in the Psychic Sea?"
Needless to say, the man in white who suddenly appeared was Zhong Wen who had just taken over the City of Two Realms.
Just now, it was he who deflected the attacks of the staff-wielding walker and the flaming monk with one move, causing the two masters to suffer the consequences and both were injured.
Facing the notorious "traitor of the human race", both the two great practitioners from Hell Valley and the two divine monks from the Flame Buddha Kingdom looked solemn and did not hide the wariness and hostility in their eyes.
"This is the psychic sea."
Under the stares of the four masters, Zhong Wen's face remained calm, without any trace of nervousness. He just said lightly, "If you want to fight, go back to your own territory and fight. Don't be an eyesore here!"
"Brat!"
The stick walker was furious when he heard this and cursed, "Aren't you from Zi Zi Tian? I like to fight in the psychic sea. Is it none of your business?"
"Why, is the news in Hell Valley so closed?"
Zhong Wen glanced at him disdainfully, "Have you not heard that Zi Zaitian has formed an alliance with the Tongling Sea, and we have been advancing together and retreating together, watching and helping each other. I am here to help Shijue Palace, so get out of here!"
When he said the last four words, his voice suddenly became a little louder, and it already had a hint of murderous intent. The air flow around him surged, the space vibrated, and the momentum was truly terrifying.
They really formed an alliance!
The two great monks, Yan Ruyanxing, looked at each other, and saw a hint of shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.
You must know that in the thirteen domains of the original land, Zi Zaitian and the psychic sea are notoriously difficult to deal with. The drama of the conflict even exceeds that of the old enemies of the Golden Clan and the Silver Clan. It does not make sense to say that their hatred is as deep as the sea.
Pass.
Therefore, after learning about the alliance between the two parties, many people doubted the authenticity of the news.
Until this moment when this mysterious young man from Zizaitian personally admitted that Yan Ru, Rakshasa Walker and others had to lament that the world is impermanent. After living for a long time, they could encounter all kinds of strange things.
"You want me to get out?"
The stick walker has an impulsive personality. Once he gets angry, he will immediately get angry. He even forgets about the losses he suffered at the hands of Zhong Wen. He roars and rushes to fight with him, "Then let's see if you have this ability!" "
"You are really a good example of someone who has healed his scars and forgotten the pain." Zhong Wen looked at the walking stick-wielding man coming toward him, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed softly.
As he spoke, mysterious lines of bright light suddenly appeared on his body. Looking from a distance, the whole person was so dazzling that it was like a huge light bulb, blinding people.
"when!"
The heavy lion-headed staff fell on Zhong Wen's shoulder, and a loud sound of gold and iron collided, as if it had hit a copper wall.
The imagined scene of Zhong Wen being smashed to pieces with muscles and bones broken and blood and flesh flying everywhere did not appear.
After receiving such a violent blow in the front, he actually still had a smile on his face, and he stood still, motionless, as if he had just been bitten by a mosquito and did not feel any pain at all.
"puff!"
On the contrary, the man holding the stick who hit the person suddenly had his left shoulder dented. Even through the hood, you could clearly hear the sound of him vomiting blood. His strong body turned into a shadow and flew backwards with a "pop" sound. Falling into the sea, I don't know whether I will live or die.
What method is this?
Seeing that Zhong Wen could not move his hands or raise his feet, the man holding the staff was seriously injured. The other three people all turned pale with fright, and at the same time they released a powerful soul-state aura and pressed hard towards Zhong Wen.
Facing this mysterious and powerful man who suddenly entered, Hell Valley and Yanguang Buddha Kingdom were both on the verge of formidable enemies, but they unknowingly stood on the same front, forgetting to fight each other.
"Brother, be careful."
Yan Xing stared at the bright light patterns on Zhong Wen's body, recalling what he saw and heard in Zizaitian's mind, and reminded the sacred monk Yan Ru beside him in a deep voice, "This person's origins are very strange, and he seems to have very powerful powers." You must be on guard against the subtle mysteries."
"Is there a secret to the spirit?"
The flaming white robe of a divine monk fluttered, and his handsome face suddenly emitted a gleaming light. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, "What a coincidence. Let the poor monk see what is so extraordinary about this demon's spiritual power!"
"Ananda, this hell is filled with hungry ghosts and beasts..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly clasped his palms together, half-closed his eyes, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures with plausibility in his mouth, "...therefore, gods, ghosts, gods, demons, spies and fairies, come to trouble you during the samadhi period. You, although those demons are very angry, in your wonderful consciousness, like the wind blowing light, like a knife cutting water..."
The Yanru Divine Monk was born with delicate features, red lips and white teeth. He was clearly a man, but his appearance was better than most women in the world. Once he started reciting sutras, his whole body would emit a holy light, just like a god descending into the world or a Buddha appearing. People unconsciously have the desire to worship.
Just as he was chanting sutras, Zhong Wen felt powerful soul pressures coming from nowhere, covering him fiercely, like Mount Tai pressing down on him, and like turbulent waves, majestic, continuous, and faint.
Somewhat dizzy.
"good."
Fortunately, his soul power had reached an exaggerated level, and he adapted to Yan Ru Shen Monk's terrifying scripture offensive in the blink of an eye. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he sighed in admiration, and then he closed and opened his eyes, and suddenly burst out of his body.
Incomparably bright and holy light.
The light of the protoss gem!
With the blessing of the gem's aura, the mental attack of Yanru Monk suddenly became so small and ridiculous that it could no longer have even the slightest impact on him.
"Soul Thorn!"
Zhong Wen squinted his eyes, looked at the handsome face of the monk Yanru with a smile, and uttered two words in an understatement.
This chapter has been completed!