But what he didn't expect was that Zhou Yang would not compete with him in hand-to-hand combat this time. He directly waved his hand and summoned the magical weapon [Qianyang Golden Pagoda] to suppress him.

Clang clang clang!

Jin Baisheng waved his fists, and in an instant, thousands of fist shadows landed on the golden pagoda. It was like striking iron, causing the golden pagoda to spin around and make a clear bell sound.

"about there!"

Zhou Yang murmured to himself, his eyes flashed with fire, and two golden fire lotus shadows suddenly appeared.

ah--

The screams echoed across the sky.

Jin Baisheng, who was originally full of energy, suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning. After a scream, he fell to the ground with his whole body on fire.

Seeing this, Zhou Yang, who was fighting with him, did not take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory. Instead, he waved his sleeves, took back the many magic weapons he had sacrificed before, and waited patiently.

After waiting like this for about ten breaths, Jin Baisheng, who was falling rapidly, was shaken all over. He finally woke up from his unconscious state, stabilized his falling body, and extinguished the burning flames on his body.

Thanks to his dual cultivation of law and body, his physical body was as strong as a sixth-level dragon, so his physical body was not burned by the flames.

But the burning flames that had just a trace of the power of law still left incurable wounds on his physical body and Nascent Soul.

But Jin Baisheng's thoughts at the moment were not at all on this.

He endured the burning pain from his body and spirit, looked at Zhou Yang in disbelief and asked, "Why don't you kill me?"

The voice was weak and full of confusion.

"Now that things have happened, Fellow Daoist Jin should believe what Zhou just said!"

Zhou Yang looked at Jin Baisheng with a satisfied look on his face, very satisfied with the power of the [Fire Lotus Eyes] he created.

The power of this magical power was much stronger than he had expected. Even Jin Baisheng and other late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were stunned for more than ten breaths before they regained consciousness after being hit by it.

Such a long period of unconsciousness can completely determine the outcome of a battle for a monk of his level.

It can be inferred from this that even if a monk at the ninth level of Nascent Soul, a "half-step true immortal", is hit by his magical power, unless he is protected by a mysterious Yuan treasure like him, he will be out of focus for at least several breaths.

And counting the time can also allow him to do a lot of things.

"It turns out you are really just using Kim as a whetstone!"

Jin Baisheng looked at Zhou Yang with dull eyes, not knowing whether to be extremely happy or extremely disgusted with this result.

He is a dignified late Yuanying monk and the leader of a sect. He is an extremely prominent figure wherever he is placed.

But today, I was treated like a whetstone and rubbed at will. In the end, I even had to rely on the other person's mercy to survive!

For him, this kind of blow was no less severe than the current injuries to his body.

"Fellow Taoist Jin is a smart man, so Zhou will not talk nonsense to fellow Taoist. After fellow Taoist returns, he hopes to inform all fellow members of your alliance that Zhou himself has no intention of breaking the current situation in the world of cultivating immortals in the far west, but

If your alliance must insist on black and white and force Zhou and the Zhou family to express their stance, then it will definitely not be Zhou and the Zhou family who suffer in the end!"
Chapter completed!