Kacha!

A crisp metal-like sound suddenly exploded, and the flying sword and fist light collided. The ripples of gold and black spread around.

Then, the golden spirit flying sword broke through the fist light, turned into a sword rainbow, and slashed straight through.

Seeing this, Wang Fochong was shocked and shocked.

You should know that he is born with amazing bones and strong body. He has been specializing in body refining for decades. Now he is at the eighth level of foundation building. After activating the secret technique of body refining "Dragon and Elephant Vajra Art", the Vajra spiritual power is extremely condensed, and its strength is no less than that of any spiritual weapon. Now someone easily breaks the technique with one sword.

His mind flipped, and a sharp sword light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, Wang Fochong ignored it and his palms suddenly closed inward.

Thorn!

An extremely harsh friction suddenly rang through the corridor.

Zhao Shengtong shrank, but saw Wang Fochong on the opposite side with a smug smile. The golden spirit flying sword was sandwiched between his palms, like a dead fish unable to move.

I saw him rub his hands hard, and a large black light came out from his palm, forming a ball of black light

Hmm!

Zhao Sheng groaned and immediately lost control of the Golden Essence Flying Sword.

At this moment, Wang Fo Chong threw down the flying sword, his huge body flew up in the air, and dived straight towards Zhao Sheng. His arms were smashed down like a storm, and hundreds of long jab lights condensed, and he hit Zhao Sheng again.

He doesn't believe that he can't make a contribution in one fell swoop this time.

There was a "boom" sound!

Zhao Sheng was in a lake and suddenly disappeared. The crystal ground where he was standing was suddenly affected by fist light, breaking a small network-shaped gap.

I don’t know what kind of spiritual material the floor of this corridor is made of, and the texture is extremely sturdy.

Wang Fochong's fist light was no less than that of a spiritual weapon-level sledgehammer, and he hit the ground with a force of ten thousand pounds. He only made thin cracks, and even a small hole was not smashed out.

After Zhao Sheng showed his body again, Wang Fochong smiled fiercely and rushed over again. This time, instead of using a fist, he directly opened his hands and hugged Zhao Sheng in the waist.

If he accidentally hugged him, with his thorny armor and unparalleled divine power, Zhao Sheng would be disabled even if he was not dead!

But at this moment,

Zhao Sheng suddenly chuckled, and while the divine light burst out in his eyes, the five elements talisman disc in his hand suddenly lit up a dazzling light...

...

After a moment, the corridor was in a mess.

Wang Fo, who was full of decadence, bent down and dragged Wang Foyu, who was holding his head and screaming, turned around and looked at Zhao Sheng deeply, then turned around without saying a word to support his clan brother and quickly left.

Seeing the two of them leaving like this, Zhao Sheng smiled calmly and reached out to recall the Golden Essence Flying Sword.

Wang Fochong and Wang Foyu, the new generation of the spiritual race, have both cultivation and are extremely strong, and are not inferior to him. If it is an ordinary foundation-building Great Perfection cultivator, it is not an opponent of any of them.

However, although they are strong, their practical experience is far inferior to that of the same-level human cultivators, let alone compared with Zhao Sheng.

Just now, Zhao Sheng had several opportunities to easily take their lives, but because this place was a spiritual palace, he only gave a little punishment and finally let the two go.

Having said that, the Ling Palace is such a sensitive place. The three of them fought each other just now. They obviously made such a big noise, but no one came here to check it out.

Just think about it casually, you can know how big the trick is hidden behind this matter, and someone must have deliberately set up a plan behind it.

"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"

Zhao Shengxin was puzzled. Is the purpose of the person behind this to test his depth? Or is it to attack the prestige of the Ice King? Or is there a deeper conspiracy?

Just as he was thinking this, the two Ice Girls ran from the distant corridor in panic and fell to the ground with their bodies trembling, and begged for mercy, saying, "Young Master, I atone for my sins. I just slept for a while and failed to welcome you out of seclusion in time. The maid should die!"

"Get up!"

Zhao Sheng had no idea of ​​taking down the man and venting his anger. Besides, these ice women were also pitiful people who could not help themselves.

"This may be a good opportunity." He thought.

...

Longshou Island has fallen into the hands of aliens for more than half a year. The most dangerous stage has long passed. As the resistance forces are gradually being wiped out, the situation on the island is becoming more and more stable.

After half a year, a new situation has been formed on Longshou Island.

For evil and heretic forces who are deeply suppressed by the righteous forces headed by the Star God Palace, the tide of sea monsters is a once-in-a-century feast and the best time to make trouble and improve their strength.

The spirit race is not as arrogant and brainless as Ba Haizhang, nor is it as arrogant as the dragon, and is arrogant and arrogant.

The spirit clan knows that the enemy is a friend, so he has greatly attracted the forces of evil and heretics. Every time during the tide of sirens, it will open a door of convenience for demon monks. As long as there is no counterattack, demon monks often travel unimpeded in the "occupied area".

This has been the case for thousands of years.

Therefore, in the eyes of evil demons and heretics, the spiritual race can be said to be very credible and has a very good image.

At this time, countless evil demons and heretics cultivators emerged from various hidden places in the Broken Star Sea and rushed to Longshou Island to participate in the once-in-a-century magic event.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng disguised himself, wearing a hooded robe, and appeared outside a temporary market formed by the demonic forces.

The name of the market is simple and rough, and it is called Wanxianfang. It is formed by three Yuanying-level demon forces, namely Caiyin Sect, Blood Demon Sect, and Wanci Sect.

There are three other markets like Wanxianfang on Longshou Island. In addition to the largest Hailingfang, which is controlled by the spiritual tribe, the remaining ghost market and demon cave are formed by its ghosts and demons.

Wanxianfang was built directly on the ruins of the market in Linhai. It cleared the earth, rocks and garbage on the street, flattened the broken buildings, and built rows of distinctive pavilions with different styles and colorful colors along the street. People came and went on the street, mostly wearing hooded robes, hiding their respective identities.

Of course, there are also some evil and heretics who show their true faces arrogantly and walk openly on the streets.

Those who choose to do this are often extremely strong, and at the lowest level is also the middle and late stages of foundation building.

Further out of the Gongyu Tower, there are simple and sturdy stone houses built using the technique of turning mud into stone.

Most of these stone houses and stone buildings have erected a pole, door banner, flag, and other signs. Most of the people who come and go are in Qi Refining Realm, and few are first-class foundation building.

The market simply supported a large tent, with undulating tents, and various strange and strange appearances and forms of demon cultivators kept coming in and out, making it very lively.

The least popular cultivator can only choose to lay out a piece of baggage outside the market, put herbs, bones, ores, animal skins, talismans, ancient scrolls and broken magic weapons and other piles of messy things, and sell them together.

It is difficult to find a bargain in such a Baofuzhai!

Outside the market, Zhao Sheng only glanced at it and stepped through the dazzling but chaotic market of scattered cultivators.

He came to the entrance of Wanxianfang, paid the entry tax for a low-grade spirit stone, and walked into Wanxianfang smoothly.
Chapter completed!