Three hundred and fortieth chapters Wanmu supernatural powers
"It turns out that these fellow Taoists are planning to plunder my treasures, but I have to remind you that although the treasures are good, you still have to have a life to get them. Do you think you are going to take them?" Zheng Chen squinted his eyes,
He said it neither salty nor lightly.
"Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue if you are a mere middle-stage immortal who dares to speak wild words?" A late-stage immortal monk seemed to be very unhappy with Zheng Chen's light tone and immediately spoke with disdain.
"Then let me show you how powerful a mid-stage monk is, just a mere immortal!"
Zheng Chen did not linger with them any longer. He immediately thought, and the thunder bottle suddenly appeared. Winding thunderbolts surged out, heading towards the master of the late Immortal Master.
Seeing that Zheng Chen had taken action, the four people immediately launched their magic weapons, especially the flying sword launched by the early immortal monk. In the blink of an eye, it spanned dozens of feet and struck Zheng Chen from the air.
Zheng Chen was not afraid. He tapped his toes on the hilt of the Li Yun Sword. The Li Yun Sword turned into a sword light and fiercely met the flying sword of the early Immortal Master monk.
As soon as the two met, there was a loud noise, but just a moment later, a shocking scene emerged.
The flying sword of the early Immortal Master monk also had a fifth-grade high-level quality, but it directly shattered after a hard fight with the Li Yun Sword.
At this time, fire dragons continued to pour out of Zheng Chen's body, blocking the attacks of the other two magic weapons.
As for the thunder ejected from the thunder bottle, it did not perform any merit. The late immortal monk just shot a spiritual talisman to offset the thunder.
It can be seen that Zheng Chen easily blocked the four people's joint attacks, and the four people's faces suddenly turned ugly.
"No matter how sharp your treasure is, there is an insurmountable gap between an immortal and an immortal master!" The early-stage immortal monk's flying sword was destroyed in just one encounter. He was furious in his heart. After a while of words, he
He waved his hand to wave the space, and with his momentum soaring, he actually waved his hand towards Zheng Chen.
Several others, on the other hand, sacrificed their magic weapons at the same time and attacked Zheng Chen together.
In terms of strength, Zheng Chen can easily face the early Immortal Master monks, but now that there are three late Immortal Masters on the side to help him, he needs to use some real skills to escape unscathed.
At that moment, Zheng Chen's mind moved, and a black brick-shaped magic weapon suddenly appeared and then flew around him.
All attacks were blocked by the black brick, and the black brick did not show any weakness at all. It was able to withstand the attacks of several masters.
At the same time, Zheng Chen waved his hand to call back the Li Yun Sword, and then made it burst out with a fiery sword light that reached the sky, slashing hard at the early Immortal Master master with a fluctuating space.
But Li Yun Sword slashed down all the way, but it also caused the space to fluctuate violently.
The power of the Immortal Sword far exceeded the expectations of the early Immortal Master master. Originally, in his opinion, it was impossible for a monk with only the Immortal Master Stage to fully display the power of the Immortal Sword. After all, the Immortal Master Stage master did not have the power in his body.
What a powerful fairy power.
But the truth is surprising!
The power of the fairy sword burst out from the Li Yun Sword, carrying violent fluctuations in the space. In the blink of an eye, the cold sword light enveloped all directions, as if there was no way to retreat!
At this time, the early Immortal Master monk couldn't help but exclaimed: "He can actually lock me, and his soul realm is the same as mine!"
Zheng Chen naturally has the soul state of an early immortal master, so it is naturally easy to target a master of the same period to attack.
Therefore, at this time, even if the early Immortal Master monk wanted to dodge, he could not dodge at all, so he could only bite the bullet and use his most proud sixth-grade intermediate defensive magic weapon.
The sixth-grade defensive magic weapon that looked like a jade tablet instantly grew in size and blocked the heads of the early Immortal Master monks. What was surprising was that even though the jade tablet blocked the sword light of the Li Yun Sword, it was
When it came into contact with the body of the Li Yun Sword, it immediately made a cracking sound.
In an instant, the jade tablet shattered into pieces and turned into a stream of light that filled the sky.
At this time, the power of Li Yun Sword was slightly reduced, but it also fell hard.
The early Immortal Master monk had no choice but to sacrifice three more defensive magic weapons one after another before exhausting the power of the Li Yun Sword's attack.
The earth-shattering sword completely awakened the early Immortal Master monk from his greedy sleep.
Although the other three late-stage immortal monks besieged Zheng Chen, they were unable to do anything to the black brick-shaped magic weapon.
From the beginning to the end, Zheng Chen stood comfortably in the distance, with a calm and faint smile, scanning the four people surrounding him with a disdainful and superior look.
After the four of them glanced at each other, they all saw the horror in each other's eyes, and they actually took out a formation flag in a tacit understanding, then poured their energy into it, and at the same time muttered something in their mouths.
How could Zheng Chen let the other party form the formation so smoothly? As soon as his mind moved, streams of green light flew out of his body.
Then there was a scene that shocked everyone!
There seemed to be thousands of green streams of light, covering all directions in the blink of an eye.
Then, those green streams of light trembled one after another, and turned into towering ancient trees in the blink of an eye.
Those towering ancient trees kept spreading their branches and leaves, completely covering the surrounding area in an instant.
At this moment, the four monks lost sight of Zheng Chen at the same time.
Just a moment later, those ancient trees took out their long branches one after another and swept towards the four people.
If it were an attack from an ordinary tree or a spiritual tree, it would be nothing to a few monks with advanced cultivation levels of immortals or above. However, they did not dare to be careless at this time and took action to defend or counterattack the branches one after another.
The attacks from those branches were easily blocked by the four monks.
But before the four of them could relax for a moment, more intensive attacks followed, and every attack from those branches was no less powerful than a full-strength strike from an early immortal monk.
Among them, there is a branch attack that makes even the early monks feel palpitated.
Several people originally wanted to set up a formation to surround and kill Zheng Chen, but in an instant, before their formation could be set up, they were stopped by the sudden appearance of a towering ancient tree, and then they all fell into a hard fight.
At this time, Zheng Chen was standing proudly on the top of those towering ancient trees, scanning the situation between the ancient trees with the eyes of an onlooker, as if he was feeling something.
The appearance of these ancient trees is a manifestation of the magical power of Ten Thousand Trees practiced by Zheng Chen.
Since Zheng Chen had only been practicing Ten Thousand Wood Transformations for a short period of time, he could not fully display the power of this emperor-level auxiliary technique.
But even if he only understood the tip of the iceberg, combined with the strength of Zheng Chen's own wood-based skills and the wood-refining divine seal that is also at the emperor level, Zheng Chen can still use these ancient trees to trap people of the same level, and even high-level ones.
A monk of the first level.
Just after the tea time, Zheng Chen's mind moved, and the ancient trees trembled again, turning into green streams of light and flying back to his body.
But in the place where those ancient trees had just been shrouded, four monks who were dying and exhausted of their power were left behind.