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Chapter 532: Battle Immortal Venerable

"Zong Wei is not a kind person."

Zheng Chen was waiting to see what the opponent's next move would be, but Yan Xing's voice transmission rang in his ears.

Not a good person? Then he is a villain. Zheng Chen quickly gave a definition, and his smiling face became complicated. Although Yan Xing may not be telling the truth, this is not important. What is important is that Zheng Chen must believe

There are more fire stars.

"Fellow Taoists, since you don't want to leave by yourself, Zong will have no choice but to send you out."

Hearing Zheng Chen say that he and others were loose cultivators, Zong Wei's face turned cold. With a wave of his hand, the handsome men and beauties behind him disappeared. He should have moved them away, or he had a magic weapon similar to that of an immortal.

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"Are you going to take action? You are indeed not a kind person!" Zheng Chen said coldly in his heart, and the three emperor-level golden-armored puppets had already appeared beside him.

"You retreat into the valley first." Yanxing told Chen You and others.

Chen You and others knew that they were not strong enough and could not help at all under such circumstances, so they turned back into the valley.

When a master in the Immortal Master stage makes a move, even if it is Yuwei, it is not something that Chen You and others can forcefully take over. They only have cultivation in the Immortal Master stage.

“If you don’t eat the toast, you’ll be fined with alcohol!”

When Zong Wei saw that Zheng Chen and others had no intention of leaving, his face became even colder. The initial momentum of the Immortal Lord was released without reservation, rushing towards Zheng Chen and others like a flood, and then covering all directions.

At this moment, the space completely fluctuated, giving people a suffocating feeling.

"snort!"

Yanxing snorted coldly, took a step forward, and the momentum around him surged out, blocking the surrounding space fluctuations.

Zheng Chen looked at Duanmu Jun beside him and said, "Let us try it first."

Duanmu Jun had already planned to take action, but after hearing what Zheng Chen said, he had no choice but to give up, but he did not forget to remind him: "Be careful, the skills of monks in the Immortal Master Stage contain divine power. If he has a divine treasure, his strength will be doubled.

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Zheng Chen nodded silently, then took a step forward, and a thick thunder robe emerged.

"A worm shakes a big tree, you don't overestimate your own capabilities!" Zong Wei's momentum increased again, and a hurricane suddenly rolled up in the space, like a mountain collapsing, causing the space fluctuations to roll towards Zheng Chen and Yan Xing crazily.

The little guy was sleeping soundly in Zheng Chen's arms, but at this moment he opened his eyes, but had no intention of taking action.

"Ho!"

Yanxing shouted loudly, and the fan suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he fanned towards the surging space hurricane.

Suddenly, the galactic force rushed into the hurricane on the opposite side with bright brilliance, and then exploded.

In Zheng Chen's eyes, thousands of stars shined simultaneously, completely blocking and solidifying the large space in front of him in an instant.

Those thousands of stars shone brighter and brighter, and in the blink of an eye, they spread towards Zong Wei, seeming to want to cover him.

Zong Wei narrowed his eyes and suddenly stretched out a palm to face the stars and slapped them hard.

As Zong Wei stretched his palm forward, a stream of energy with divine power surged out from his palm, intersected with the starlight, and then annihilated the starlight.

At the same time, Yan Xing waved the fan in his hand and slapped Zong Wei a few times, and he opened his mouth and spit out another ray of light.

The glow rose in the wind, and after a moment, it turned into a ring-shaped magic weapon that shone with starlight. It faced Zong Wei and was trapped.

Zong Wei was happy and not afraid, but there was a long golden stick in his hand.

As soon as the long stick appeared, it burst out with a powerful momentum, and then turned into a golden dragon. It waved its two front paws and grabbed Yanxing's ring. No matter how hard the ring exerted,

Can't drop another half point.

Moreover, after the golden dragon let out bursts of dragon roars, Yanxing's ring continued to shrink.

"Third-grade divine treasure!" Yanxing exclaimed.

The opponent was already much stronger than him, and now that he was forcing a third-grade divine treasure to come out, Yanxing was naturally unable to resist it.

Zheng Chen had been watching from the side, and when he saw that Yan Xing seemed to be invincible, he took action decisively, waving his hand and hitting the golden dragon with golden thunder.

The divine thunder was extremely fast and hit the target instantly. Under the bombardment of the divine thunder, the golden dragon couldn't help but loosen its front paws, causing Yanxing's ring to grow a lot larger.

When Zong Wei looked at Zheng Chen in surprise, a huge handprint, with a set of flames, struck hard at the golden dragon that was locked in a stalemate with the ring again.

Zheng Chen could tell that Yanxing's ring and fan were both first-grade divine treasures, and they were quite powerful, and the energy they contained was extremely special. Even if the golden dragon was transformed from a third-grade divine treasure, it would be difficult to obtain it in a short time.

He wanted to take off Yanxing's ring. So he took action against the golden dragon first, so that Yanxing's ring could hold on for a while longer.

The handprint of the God of Fire hit the golden dragon, causing the golden dragon to roar again, and the golden light all over its body dimmed a bit. The ring took advantage of the situation and its power greatly increased, and it was directly placed on the golden dragon's head.

At this time, Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief. He knew very well that although his star ring was not as powerful as a third-grade divine treasure, it was no less effective than a third-grade divine treasure in trapping enemies or magic weapons.

It will take a long time for the golden dragon trapped in the star ring to break free.

Zong Wei seemed to realize this, his expression became ferocious, and he said: "Sure enough, there is a trick! However, the gap between the Immortal Emperor and the Immortal Lord cannot be bridged by magic weapons!"

After finishing speaking, Zong Wei's figure flickered, and the next moment he appeared on Yan Xing's left side. His palm was wrapped in a stream of colored light, and he slapped Yan Xing's head hard.

Yanxing relied on his quick reaction to wave the star fan in his hand and block the colorful palm. But the next moment, Zong Wei's body appeared behind Yanxing again, and the colorful palm slapped Yanxing on the back of the head.

, Yanxing can only wave his fan and block again.

The strength of the masters in the Immortal Master Stage was clearly reflected in their speed. Yanxing could only stand there and passively take the beating.

Zheng Chen knew that Yan Xing could block it once or twice at most. If Zong Wei continued to attack like this, Yan Xing would definitely die. The gap between the Immortal Lord Stage monks and the Immortal Emperor Stage monks was indeed huge.

Without looking any further, a red fire orange appeared in Zheng Chen's hand. When he drank it softly, the red fire orange suddenly swelled, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding area turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Zheng Chen's body had already reached Yan Xing's side at this time. The raging sea of ​​fire centered on the two of them and spread in all directions, but under Zheng Chen's control, it had no impact on Yan Xing.

The power of the sky fire was something that even the masters at the Immortal Master stage could not directly control. When Zong Wei saw that the sky fire was about to burn on his body, he immediately exerted force to shake the space, and at the same time, a colorful light mask appeared around him.

Protecting the body with divine power is the defensive characteristic of masters at the Immortal Stage. It is difficult for monks below the Immortal Stage to achieve this.

Immediately afterwards, streams of green light shot out from Zheng Chen's body. Those streams of light turned into towering ancient trees in the sky fire, numbering in the tens of thousands.

But how could wood spells exert their power under the cover of sky fire? In just a moment, those towering ancient trees were burned to the ground. What surprised Zong Wei was that the power of the sky fire actually increased a bit.


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