A moment passed, let alone injuring Leng Xuan, Wu Yang did not even touch the corner of his clothes. And through the fight just now, Leng Xuan also discovered a problem. In terms of cultivation, Wu Yang himself did not have much strength.
With strength, there are tens of millions of disciples in Tenglong Hall, and any one of them can defeat Wu Yang. However, the mysterious red light just now made Leng Xuan a little afraid. Looking at Wu Yang, whose face was ashen, Leng Xuan said coldly: "There is also
Just use whatever means you can, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to use it." Wu Yang said coldly: "Boy, don't be so arrogant in front of me. Well, since you want to die, then I will help you." After that,
, clasping his hands together, he said with a pious expression: "The God of Witchcraft is above, my disciple Wu Yang is asking for the Dharma Body." When his voice fell, a beam of red light suddenly fell from the sky and poured into his body along his Tianling Cap. In the blink of an eye,
, Wu Yang's body was wrapped in the red light.
Leng Xuan's face straightened. He looked at the strange red light and secretly became wary. After a while, Wu Yang opened his eyes, filled with blood-red color. At the same time, his aura quickly increased.
"Go to hell." With his roar, the rich red light gathered a little and rushed towards Leng Xuan. Seeing this, Leng Xuan did not dare to be careless. He activated his body-protecting Qi, holding a steel fist in his hand, and faced him directly.
They faced each other. When the two touched each other, there was a loud bang, and the entire wooden house was instantly blown away by the air wave. Leng Xuan and Wu Yang also took four or five steps back. They felt a little numb.
Leng Xuan was secretly horrified that Wu Yang's strength had also improved horribly.
Because the two of them made too much noise, the Wu clan members soon rushed over. Seeing more and more people, Leng Xuan secretly thought that something was wrong. He knew that there was no other choice but to stop.
He did it. At that moment, he stretched out his body and took the lead to break out before the Wu clan members could surround them. In the blink of an eye, his body disappeared into the jungle. He walked quickly for more than ten seconds.
Minutes later, after confirming that no one was following him, Leng Xuan stopped and landed on the ground. Thinking of Wu Yang's changes just now, Leng Xuan couldn't help but frown. Wu Yang was already so powerful just by borrowing the strength of the Witch God.
How terrifying it would be if the Witch God came in person. By then, the Mongolian tribe would probably not be spared. Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly. Originally, he did not want to participate in the struggle between the Mongolian tribe and the Wu tribe.
, but now that he has entered the game, how can he stand by and watch. Even if all this is created by the illusion, he cannot be indifferent to it. Moreover, whether it is Wu Yang or Ziya, they all feel alive to him
. Exhaling a long breath, Leng Xuan unfolded his body again and flew towards the forest.
It didn't take long for Leng Xuan to arrive at the Mongolian tribe's village. Before entering the village, Leng Xuan felt that the atmosphere of the Mongolian tribe had become extremely tense. Groups of Mongolian tribe members were moving around one after another.
It seemed that he was preparing for something. Seeing Leng Xuan's arrival, a strong man from the Mongolian tribe immediately came to him and greeted him politely. After Leng Xuan expressed his intention, the strong man immediately led the
He walked towards Ziya's residence. When Ziya's door opened and he looked at Leng Xuan standing outside the door, Ziya was obviously stunned. But soon, a sweet smile appeared on her face.