Chapter 115: The Old Immortal Fights the Holy King
However, despite his strength, it was still not enough to frighten countless masters from all races.
"Sure enough, I have some skills, let me try it!"
The fate of an ancestor king of the Stone Clan. This clan is one of the ten most vicious clans. It possesses part of the Holy Spirit bloodline and is extremely powerful.
And this ancestral king named Shi Zheng is also famous among the ancient tribes, and is the top being among the saints.
With a loud roar, King Shi Zhengzu's blood boiled, and he made a sound like a tsunami. His stone skin was shining with golden light, and he rushed over like a magic mountain.
Heavy pressure hit him, and Lao Bu Sheng clearly felt that this person was much stronger than the previous two people, so he did not dare to be careless.
He slowly raised his hands and formed a seal. A large black mountain appeared out of thin air and was smashed out by him.
Baoshan Seal!
"Roar!" The ancestral king of the Stone Clan was extremely ferocious. Facing the old immortal's seal, he directly hit him with his physical body.
"Boom~" The majestic Dayue was actually smashed into pieces by it, and then it continued to hit it without stopping.
"Huh!" The old immortal snorted softly, pinched the seal in his hand, and threw out a taller mountain.
Bang! The ancestor king of the Stone Clan was so powerful that the mountain was torn apart with both hands.
But when he looked up again, he saw a series of eighteen peaks crashing down on him, each one taller and more majestic than the last, filling the sky.
Shi Zheng's expression changed and he didn't dare to bear it anymore.
He looked up to the sky and roared, and directly used the method of pressing the bottom of the box.
One hundred and eight divine rings emerged in the void, dazzling and causing the great avenue to sing in harmony.
With the divine ring attached to him, King Seok Jeongjo was as sacred as a god of war, and his tyrannical aura wreaked havoc on the entire audience.
"As expected of King Shi Zhengzu, with this kind of momentum, I'm afraid he is not far away from the Holy King!" The saints of the ancient clan sighed softly.
Shi Zheng is indeed very strong. The Dao Divine Ring is a method used by the Holy Spirit Tribe, but he used part of his blood to use it.
The divine ring shook slightly, and eighteen magic mountains instantly collapsed.
Then Shi Zheng approached Lao Immortal with overwhelming force.
Faced with such a terrifying blow, Lao Immortal did not dare to take it forcefully, and retreated with mysterious steps.
While retreating, he cut out two fingers, turning into two dragons and stabbing Shi Zheng.
"Heaven-cutting finger?" The Holy Master of the Ji family was surprised.
"No, it should be the holy method of fighting!" said the Holy Master of the Jiang family.
"It seems that they are quite hardworking. Jiang Taixu even shared the holy magic of fighting..." Feng Jinghong muttered in a low voice.
The Jie Tian Finger was powerful, but it still failed to defeat the divine ring. Lao Immortal could only dodge and try to attack at the same time.
Fortunately, his footwork was so mysterious that Shi Zheng couldn't touch him at all.
Shi Zheng shouted: "Human race, do you only know how to hide?"
The old man said nothing, how could a person of his level be affected by other people's words? He still continued to explore unhurriedly.
After a while, he seemed to understand what he was interested in waiting for me and said calmly:
"The method of the Holy Spirit is truly unique!"
After saying that, he stopped evading and took a stance to face the enemy head-on.
The hem of the broad black robe floated high, and ten black sword auras rushed out from behind the old immortal. The sword auras were cold and filled with an ominous aura.
"Behead!" Faced with Shi Zheng, who was coming from all directions, the old man could only say one simple word.
Then, ten death sword energies suddenly slashed down.
"Poof!" It made a harsh sound like ice water pouring on a soldering iron.
The black sword energy actually corroded the sacred halo. One of them just grazed Shi Zheng's arm and directly destroyed half of his body.
Shi Zheng screamed and flew back, terrified: "What kind of evil magic are you doing?"
The old immortal Tao spoke calmly: "This is my way, the way of death!"
Lao Bu Die once again conquered the city, and he was also the extremely famous Stone Forest Ancestor King. The other Ancestor Kings became more and more afraid of him, and for a while, no one came to the end.
Although the person in front of me is strong, he has not yet reached the realm of the Holy King.
People of the same level have no confidence in defeating him, while saint kings of high levels cannot afford to lose face and bully the small ones.
After all, this is not a child's play conference held by Yaochi. Masters from all races are watching. The ancestors and kings can have no conscience, but they still have to show their face.
The ancestor king of Blue Demonic Abyss looked at the hesitant ancient clans and cursed in his heart for not living up to expectations.
No, the opportunity that I finally picked up cannot be wasted like this.
He said coldly: "Human race, you are very good, but if you want to take over the revenge of the gods, you are not enough!"
The old immortal's tone was still calm: "If you want to take action, you will end up directly, and I will take over as the Holy King!"
"Arrogant!" The Holy King of Blue Demonic Abyss darkened his face.
He is hailed as the Blue Demon King by the ancient tribe and is expected to become a great saint. This person is just a mere saint, but he actually dares to challenge himself?
However, maybe this is also an opportunity?
In an instant, the Blue Devil Heavenly King's mind was spinning, and he said: "I don't want to use the big to bully the small, but the blood revenge of the Taoist brothers in the Spiritual Valley must be avenged."
He pondered for a moment: "In this way, junior, if you can stop me, the matter in the Valley of the Spirits will be over. Do you dare?"
The old man said: "Can you keep your word?"
"Of course!" Blue Devil King looked around: "Do you have any opinions, brothers?"
"Hahahaha, of course not!"
"The Blue Demon King's cultivation is unmatched in the world, so naturally we can rest assured!"
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A group of ancient tribesmen laughed. In their opinion, although Lao Immortal was strong, he could not defeat a holy king no matter what.
What's more, the Blue Demon King is not a newly promoted Holy King. He has been in this field for many years and is a well-known veteran powerhouse.
"How about it, junior?" Blue Devil King said.
"Please!" Lao Immortal only had one word.
"Humph!" The Blue Devil King stepped into the arena and stood still with his hands behind his back, showing his pride:
"Take action, otherwise you will have no chance!"
Even if he is old and immortal, he is not polite. Facing an existence that is a level higher than his own, he does not dare to be careless in the slightest.
As the black robe moved, dense death sword energy was shot towards the Blue Demon King.
Faced with this powerful blow, the Blue Demon King just twirled his sleeves, and suddenly a translucent blue light curtain appeared, blocking all the sword energy.
Then he flicked his fingers, and a faint blue flower flew out from his fingers, flying lightly towards the old immortal.
The flower was crystal clear and beautiful, but the old immortal had no intention of admiring it. The sword energy of death stabbed the flower one after another, but it passed directly through the flower.
The little flower came to the old immortal's eyes in an instant, and then petals withered, sweeping out blue ripples.
The old immortal turned into a black shadow and fled quickly, but was still affected. In just a moment, his head felt empty, and his body felt as light as if it had lost weight.
A golden light flashed through his eyes, and the old man woke up.
"Not good!" He quickly escaped from Lan Hua's attack range and broke out in a cold sweat, almost getting hit.
That blue energy can actually invade a person's soul. He almost lost his soul just now!
He took out a golden bell to protect his soul, and then looked at the Blue Demon King again.
"Something capable!" Blue Devil King said calmly.
The old man remained silent, and took out a small white tower, which grew into a height of a hundred feet in the wind, and descended towards the Blue Demon King.