Wang Xuan held the small flag in his left hand. When the flag collided with the palm of his hand, there was a loud earthquake like an asteroid hitting the earth, and a dazzling umbrella-shaped energy mist rose up.
The pain was unbearable, and Wang Xuan's pupils shrank. He held a unique treasure, but his left hand was broken!
It can be seen that on his left hand, the soft flesh between each two fingers was cracked by the powerful force and dripping with blood.
He had never encountered such a tyrannical person, holding a patched God-Slaying Flag, but the result was so tragic that his whole arm was convulsing.
The man's palm only paused for a moment before being cut off by the flag, with bright red blood flowing out, before being slapped off again.
"Boom!"
It was like an immortal tribulation erupted, deafening. It was Chen Yongjie who took action. He carried an energy cannon on his shoulder and fired one after another, blasting out dozens of dazzling beams in one go.
Some of them really hit, landing on that person!
As for the other beams, they flew past the man's body and exploded two short stone mountains deep in the Gobi, which showed how powerful it was.
The person wearing the silver mask was not seriously injured after being hit by the beam. His body only shook slightly and stumbled slightly, but he was fine at all.
Even Chen Yongjie, who was as calm as Chen Yongjie, was speechless and wanted to sigh, "What kind of monster is this? Even the most advanced energy cannon can't hit him? Let alone kill him!"
In an instant, he understood that the other party's powerful divine consciousness could have been avoided, but he obviously thought it was unnecessary and did not want to waste time.
This is horrifying. Are he and Wang Xuan both going to die here? This man is simply too monster!
The man wearing the silver mask glanced at the wound on his hand, grabbed Wang Xuan directly, and stepped forward like a god or demon descending, so fast that no one could react.
He is very domineering, with cold eyes, and it seems that no one in the world can stop him. Sand and rocks are flying on the Gobi Desert. With this man as the center, brilliant ripples expand and distort the space.
Wang Xuan couldn't open his eyes, was suppressed by the domain, and had both arms broken. He tried his best to wave the God-Slaying Flag again, and this time he successfully activated the red substance sealed in the flag.
It was super terrifying energy drawn from the red glow of the void land. He could only refine wisps of it, but there was more accumulated deep in the flag.
Not far away, Chen Yongjie's scalp was numb and he was about to suffocate from being suppressed, but he was firing fiercely, even crazier than Qi Liandao, trying to save Wang Xuan.
His body was in severe pain, and his arm instantly deformed and turned into a twisted shape. It was very miserable, with all the fractures, bloody flesh, and bone stubble poking out of the flesh.
The energy cannon on his shoulder was twisted and torn apart by the inexplicable force field, turning into metal fragments and falling to the ground with a bang.
Chen Yongjie's whole body was seriously injured by the mysterious realm. His chest collapsed completely as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. The bones of his shoulders shattered with a cracking sound. His two arms were only partially connected to the flesh and blood, hanging there and almost completely broken off.
He coughed up blood and fell back quickly.
He activated the exotic treasure bowl to cover himself, and the sound of Buddha suddenly shook the sky. At the same time, a cassock intertwined with gold threads and red light appeared on his body, blocking the invisible realm!
However, the alms bowl exploded and the cassock was burned to ashes.
Chen Yongjie was shocked. In the process of being severely injured and flying backwards, the bones in his body were still broken and his five internal organs were torn apart. The soul-locking bell glowed and was buckled on his body. At the same time, he blew the snow-white conch, and swastikas were densely packed around his body.
, to protect.
In such a brief moment of contact, he was almost twisted into a pool of blood and mud by that field of power!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wang Xuan used all his strength to activate the God-Slaying Flag, and the golden grid it spread out was completely filled with red material, colliding with the palm several times.
The man wearing the silver mask took a few steps back, deeply surprised. He looked down at his hand, which was bloody and burnt.
Even his arm was injured by the God-Slaying Flag activated with red substance. In addition, there was a golden grid along the wound, trying to expand into his body!
He didn't care much about the power of "Zhan Shen", it was just an accident. He had already seen that the "patch" was just a rough imitation.
But on the "god-killing" side, the golden mesh could actually invade along the wound, which made him deeply surprised and a little scared.
Wang Xuan gasped for breath. He once thought that he was about to die and would be killed by that person. This person was incredibly powerful.
This was a terrifying opponent he had never encountered before. In the dilemma of life and death, he struggled to escape.
At this time, his two arms were in spasm. The opponent's power field had just opened, causing him to suffer a severe blow and multiple fractures.
The heavy armor on his body exploded to pieces. What shocked him the most was that even his soul armor was full of cracks, and the fragments fell off from his spiritual body.
You can imagine how powerful the opponent's attack was, targeting his body and soul at the same time, almost blasting him alive.
Wang Xuan took advantage of this rare breathing opportunity to take out the silver animal skin from the earth, activated it, enlarged it, and wrapped it around his body as a combat uniform.
There is also red substance accumulated here!
The soul chains rattled and wrapped around his arms, helping him to lift his arms, splice and fix the broken bones, correct them and return them to their proper positions.
The man wearing the silver mask was very calm. In his opinion, in the face of absolute strength, this kind of struggle and resistance was in vain. He disappeared from the place!
When he reappeared, he came to Wang Xuan and pushed him down with a flip of his hand. From the beginning to the end, he did not use any magic. He wanted to crush Wang Xuan with his body alone, as if he wanted to capture him alive.
Wang Xuan stared at him and fought with all his strength.
But this man was like a ghost, silently disappearing from in front of him again, teleporting behind him, as if traveling through space, and was slapped down with one palm.
Wang Xuan got goosebumps all over his body and waved the flag backwards.
The man wearing the silver mask moved sideways to avoid the God-Slaying Flag, and his palms grazed his ribs and back, causing Wang Xuan to fly away immediately, as if he had been struck by dozens of thunderbolts.
He coughed up blood and struggled to get up. The ribs on his left side were all broken, and some bones were inserted into his internal organs, causing him unbearable pain.
The silver animal skin on his body glows, and hundreds of ghost-painted symbols light up, shooting out rich red clouds, and the super-grade material evaporates. The most important thing is that the ghost-painted symbols have inexplicable power, extremely strong!
The man wearing the silver mask glanced at his hand, which had been burnt by ghost-drawing symbols and red clouds and turned black, revealing a strange color, and stared at the animal skin again and again.
Wang Xuan's body was shaking, his spine was broken, and even though his body was as strong as his, he couldn't withstand the opponent's palms. This situation was really frightening.
Obviously, the power level of the two sides is very different!
If it were an ordinary person, after the keel of the spine was broken, he would have lost the ability to move and would not be able to get up at all. Wang Xuan was covered in blood, holding on with difficulty and silently facing the enemy.
But his heart sank, and he admitted that this immortal demon was too powerful, and one person alone could destroy all the powerful people in this space.
This is a desperate situation. How to deal with this person? Can we only use the most precious treasure?
However, Wang Xuan suspected that if he could not move the health-preserving furnace and had to transport it out with difficulty, he might directly be colluding with the enemy, which would be pathetic and ridiculous!
Boom! Boom!
A dazzling beam of light flew towards him. Chen Yongjie fell to the ground in the distance. He took out another energy cannon from the fragments of the blessed land and controlled the firing with his feet.
However, this is still useless. It can only be regarded as interference. It makes the body of the person wearing the silver mask sway and appear faintly, which is not harmful at all.
Chen Yongjie cursed, is it really impossible to beat such a perverted person?
Wang Xuan took advantage of the opponent's body to sway and instantly entered the earth of life. He struggled to lift the stove lid. As for the entire stove, he didn't even think about it and couldn't control it.
In an instant, he activated the God-Slaying Flag to enlarge it, peeled off the patch on the God-Slaying Flag, stuffed the furnace lid in, and then put the patch on it to wrap the furnace lid.
All of this happened in the lightning and stone fire. The spirit and the body were once again united, and the golden veins were intertwined. He urged the God-Slaying Flag in his hand to skyrocket, endured the pain of broken bones and tendons, and blasted towards the man!
The big flag is hunting, the golden grid is filled with red material, the power is amazing!
The man wearing the silver mask was extremely cold, avoiding the blow and teleporting, trying to get close again.
But at this moment, lines appeared deep in Wang Xuan's eyes. He tried his best to use his newly acquired ability to lock the small space and restrain that person.
He knew that it was probably impossible to imprison such people, let alone massacre them unilaterally.
All he strives for is to hinder this person's movement and cause him to be momentarily sluggish.
Sure enough, this man was extremely powerful, and the expanding texture deep in Wang Xuan's eyes could not lock him, and he broke free from the obstruction of the narrow area.
However, his body paused slightly, and it was not a very smooth teleport. This was enough for Wang Xuan. His goal was achieved, and he waved the big flag with both hands, whistling and beating the red clouds, and crashed down.
This person's reaction was very calm, his hands moved quickly, and various gestures appeared. He was forming seals. Since he was blocked and could not teleport out, he directly attacked!
"Huh?!" His face changed slightly for the first time, and the moment he touched the flag, he began to retreat, opening the strongest realm, as if traveling through the void.
He tried to distance himself, but his palms and arms were still hit by the flag.
His two hands were blackened, and his arms were shaking slightly, making the sound of bones dislocating, which made him frown for the first time.
Wang Xuan secretly sighed that it was a pity that the flag covering the furnace cover only hit him slightly and did not hit him solidly.
This man had a strange look on his face and a gleam in his eyes. He said, "It's a little weird. Could it be that it's really a fragment of the Zhan Shen Flag, rather than a rough imitation?"
He connected the dislocated left arm with a click. At the same time, his right arm glowed. The bone there was cracked and was recovering with strong active factors.
His right arm was bloody, dripping with blood, and fractured inside, but he didn't care at all and instead stared at the flag.
Wang Xuan took a deep breath and unexpectedly encountered such a character. The difference in strength between the two was quite large. It was like a child holding a sharp knife, unable to kill a defensive adult.
Is he going to activate the furnace lid regardless? However, he is afraid that he will not hit the opponent, so he will give away the treasure in vain.
If the strength levels of the two were not so high and Dao Xing was closer, he would not be in such a desperate situation.
Wang Xuan took a deep breath, what else could he do now? He could only fight desperately. He was forced into this situation and had no choice.
"Um?"
The man wearing the mask looked back, as if he was sensing something. Then, he suddenly walked away, and his figure quickly disappeared at the end of the horizon.
In the distance, at the huge wreckage of the spacecraft, there was a special old astronaut with silver flames coming out of his forehead, jumping in the air, and walking towards here with several ghosts.
"What's going on?" Chen Yongjie was puzzled. He didn't have spiritual eyes and couldn't see the evil spirits.
Wang Xuan's heart was solemn and he said: "The evil spirit is here, be sure not to get out of your body. The evil spirit leading it seems to be very unusual. He is probably the king of evil spirits!"
As he spoke, he covered Lao Chen with the God-Slaying Flag to conceal his breath, and at the same time tightened the silver animal skin book wrapped around him. Both of them remained motionless and remained silent.
The spacesuits worn by those people were in tatters and very old, as if they had been washed away by endless times. The old men were walking around, bowing their heads in thought.
Chen Yongjie's hair stood on end. Although he couldn't see it, he felt that his soul was threatened. It was like a black hole nearby, trying to tear his soul inside.
The old astronaut inadvertently glanced at Wang Xuan, who lingered here for a long time. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, as if he had realized something, with a solemn look on his face, and finally led a few evil spirits away without any attack.
"Has he discovered us?" Chen Yongjie asked in a daze, and the attacks came one after another. This place is really too dangerous.
"I don't know!" Wang Xuan shook his head.
"There's something new!" Lao Chen whispered.
At the end of the sky, Zhang Daoling appears, fleeing all the way, riding a rusty bronze mirror across the sky, landing like a meteorite in the desert.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Immediately behind him, three piles of mysterious firelights fell and burned in the Gobi. Not far away from him, they faced each other there, and the pages of scriptures all over the sky fell down.
"Everyone, after a long journey, we will see you again. Let's see each other again and stay well!" Zhang Daoling looked very tired.
Wang Xuan originally wanted to say hello, but after seeing this scene, he immediately shut up.
When Lao Zhang saw the two of them, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Wang, Xiao Chen, here we come, come quickly to understand the Immortal Scroll of All Heavens, Endless Creation."