A crisp sound like a metal collision suddenly exploded, and the flying sword and the fist light collided. Gold and black ripples spread in all directions.
Then, the golden flying sword broke through the fist light, turned into a sword rainbow, and slashed straight through.
When Wang Fuchong saw this, he was shocked and horrified.
You must know that he was born with amazing bones and a strong body. He has been practicing body training for decades. Now he has reached the eighth level of foundation building. After activating the secret body training technique "Dragon Elephant Vajra Technique", the spiritual power of the Vajra is extremely condensed and strong.
The speed is no less than that of any spiritual weapon, but now it can be easily defeated by someone with a sword.
His thoughts turned rapidly, and the light of the sword that was slashed down was reflected in his eyes, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
Immediately, Wang Fuchong ignored it and suddenly closed his palms inwards.
Stab!
An extremely harsh friction sound suddenly echoed through the corridor.
Zhao Shengtong shrank, but he saw Wang Fochong across from him with a proud and ferocious smile, and the golden flying sword was clamped between his hands, like a dead fish unable to move.
I saw him rubbing his hands vigorously, and a large black light emerged from his palms, forming a ball of black light.
Well!
Zhao Sheng groaned and immediately lost control of the Golden Flying Sword.
At this moment, Wang Fuchong dropped his flying sword, his huge body flew into the air, and dived straight down towards Zhao Sheng. His arms slammed down like a storm, and hundreds of long jabs of light were condensed, heading towards Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng struck out again.
He didn't believe that he couldn't achieve success in one fell swoop this time.
There was a "boom"!
Zhao Sheng's figure suddenly disappeared, and the crystal stone ground he was standing on was immediately affected by the light of the fist, cracking open a network of tiny gaps.
I don’t know what kind of spiritual material the floor of this corridor is made of, and its texture is extremely solid.
Wang Fuchong's fist was no less powerful than a spiritual weapon-level sledgehammer, and it hit the ground with great force. It only made small cracks, not even a small crater.
After Zhao Sheng showed up again, Wang Fochong gave a ferocious smile and flew towards Zhao Sheng again. This time, instead of using fists, he opened his hands directly and hugged Zhao Sheng from the waist.
If he was accidentally hugged by him, Zhao Sheng would be disabled even if he was not dead because of his thorn scale armor and unparalleled divine power!
However, at this moment,
Zhao Sheng suddenly chuckled, and at the same time the divine light burst out in his eyes, the Five Elements Talisman in his hand suddenly lit up with a dazzling light...
…
After a while, the corridor was in a mess.
With a look of despair on his face, Wang Fochong bent down and dragged up Wang Foyu, who was holding his head and screaming. He turned back and took a deep look at Zhao Sheng, then turned around without saying a word, supported his brother and quickly walked away.
Seeing the two of them leaving like this, Zhao Sheng smiled indifferently and reached out to recall the Golden Flying Sword.
Wang Fochong and Wang Foyu, the two new generations of the spiritual race, are not inferior to him in cultivation and are extremely powerful. Ordinary Foundation-Building Dzogchen monks are no match for any of them.
However, although they are strong, their actual combat experience is far inferior to that of human monks of the same level, let alone Zhao Sheng.
Just now, Zhao Sheng had several opportunities to easily kill two people, but because this place was a spiritual palace, he only punished them slightly and finally let them go.
Having said that, the Spiritual Palace is such a sensitive place. The three of them had just exchanged blows and made such a big noise, but no one came here to check.
If you think about it casually, you will know how much trouble is hidden behind this matter, and someone must have deliberately set up a trap behind it.
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
Zhao Sheng was confused. Was the purpose of the person behind this to test his depth? Or was it to undermine the prestige of the Ice King? Or was there a deeper conspiracy hidden behind him?
Just as they were thinking about this, the two ice goddesses ran towards them from the distance of the corridor in panic, their bodies trembling and they knelt down on the ground, begging for mercy: "Young master, please atone for your sins. I was just too sleepy to welcome you out in time."
Guan. The maid deserves to die!"
"Get up!"
Zhao Sheng had no intention of venting his anger on anyone, and besides, these ice girls were also pitiful people who couldn't help themselves.
"This might be a good opportunity." He thought.
…
It has been more than half a year since Longshou Island fell into the hands of foreigners. The most dangerous stage has long passed. With the resistance forces gradually being wiped out, the situation on the island is becoming more stable day by day.
After half a year, a new situation has formed on Longshou Island.
For the evil and heretical forces that are deeply suppressed by the righteous forces headed by Star God Palace, the Kraken Tide is a once-in-a-century feast and the best opportunity to make waves and increase their strength.
The Spirit Clan is not as tyrannical and brainless as Ba Haizhang, nor is it arrogant and arrogant like Jiao Long.
The Eldar know well that the enemy of their enemy is their friend, so they try to win over the evil heretics. Every time during the Kraken tide, they will open the door for the demon monks. As long as they don't fight back, the demon monks will "occupy"
Travel in the "area" is usually smooth.
This has been the case for thousands of years.
Therefore, the Spiritual Tribe can be said to have full credibility and an excellent image in the eyes of evil heretics.
At this time, countless demon cultivators emerged from various hidden places in the Broken Star Sea and rushed to Longshou Island to participate in the once-in-a-century demonic gathering.
At this moment, Zhao Sheng dressed up in disguise, wearing a hooded robe, and appeared outside a temporary market jointly established by the demonic forces.
The name of Fangshi is simple and crude, it is called Wanxianfang. It is formed by the three Nascent Soul-level demonic forces of Shaoyin Sect, Blood Demon Sect and Ten Thousand Corpses Sect.
There are three other markets like Wanxianfang on Longshou Island. Except for the largest Hailingfang, which is controlled by people from the spirit tribe, the remaining ghost markets and demon caves are controlled by their ghosts and demons.
Set up in two ways.
Wanxianfang was built directly on the ruins of Fangshi near the sea. The earth and stone garbage on the street were cleared, the dilapidated buildings were bulldozed, and rows of colorful pavilions with different styles were built directly along the street. People came and went on the street.
Wearing hooded robes to hide their identities.
Of course, there are also some evil heretics who reveal their true colors with arrogance and walk openly on the streets.
People who choose to do this are often extremely powerful, at least at the mid-to-late stage of foundation building.
Beyond the palaces and pavilions, there are some simple and solid stone houses and stone buildings built using the technique of turning mud into stone.
Most of these stone houses and stone buildings have door banners, flags and other signboards erected at the entrances. Most of the people who come and go are in the Qi Refining realm, and few are top-notch in foundation building.
A large number of tents were set up on the outside of Fangshi. The tents were rolling up and down, and all kinds of weird and strange demon cultivators and aliens were constantly getting in and out, making it very lively.
The most unpopular casual cultivator can only choose to spread out a piece of furoshiki outside the market, and put a bunch of scattered things on it, such as herbs, bones, ores, animal skins, amulets, broken ancient scrolls, and magical weapons.
, mixed together and sold together.
It would be as difficult as trying to find something missing in such a baggage house!
Outside the market, Zhao Sheng only glanced at it and walked through the dazzling but chaotic market of casual cultivators.
He came to the gate of Wanxianfang, paid the entry tax for a low-grade spiritual stone, and walked into Wanxianfang smoothly.