Trees fell, hills collapsed, and the battle between Gu Fang and Zhuo Zhaoping reached a fierce stage.
One of the two possesses the body of the Overlord, and although the other has no special physique, his cultivation has reached the perfection of a real person, and he is only one chance away from breaking through to the sixth level of the real king.
The two are fighting, and it can be said that they are inseparable.
"Who on earth are you!"
Zhuo Zhaoping's expression was gloomy, and there was murderous intent in his eyes when he looked at Gu Fang, and there was also a trace of undetectable shock.
He thought that with his own strength, it would be easy to defeat the opponent, but he did not expect that Gu Fang was so powerful that he could not suppress it even if he had reached the perfection of the real person.
Regarding this.
Gufang did not respond, but its offensive became more intense.
"boom--"
Another blow collided, and both of them retreated.
Only then did Zhuo Zhaoping realize that four of the disciples from the Heavenly Thunder Holy Land who had followed him had been killed or injured, with only one person left struggling to hold on, but defeat would be inevitable sooner or later.
See this.
Zhuo Zhaoping's expression turned fierce, and a purple divine bow appeared in the blink of an eye. The bow's entire body was purple, as if it were made of thunder, and there was endless Taoist charm permeating it, giving people a strong sense of threat.
"If you can let me, the Holy Son, use this treasure, you will be proud even if you fall!"
As he spoke, Zhuo Zhaoping directly concentrated his own power on the purple divine bow. It seemed that ancient power was resurrected, and the air became much more oppressive.
Next breath.
Zhuo Zhaoping opened the purple divine bow a little with his bare hands, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered crazily, and the shadow of an arrow condensed instantly.
At the moment when the phantom of the arrow condensed, the hair on Gu Fang's body stood on end, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying entity.
not only that.
All his escape routes have been blocked by unknown Qi machines, making him unable to escape.
"go to hell!"
Zhuo Zhaoping laughed ferociously, and loosened his fingers from holding the bow string. The shadow of the arrow instantly cut through the void, as if it could penetrate time and space, and headed towards Gu Fang at an extremely fast speed.
As powerful as thunder!
Unstoppable!
But at this moment, an ancient mirror suddenly appeared, and an extremely rich brilliance emerged, turning into a solid barrier directly blocking the ancient side.
When the arrow collided with the Huaguang Barrier, they were both destroyed immediately.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Zhaoping's ferocious smile froze directly on his face, and his eyes when he looked at Gu Jing were full of shock.
"Taichu Baojian!"
"You are from the Holy Land of Taichu!"
When the Taichu Baojian fell into Zhang Ming's hands, Zhuo Zhaoping's expression immediately changed.
He did not expect that people from Taichu Holy Land would be involved in this battle.
At the beginning, there were too many monks on the Shenzhou, and Zhuo Zhaoping didn't pay much attention to a young monk who had just entered the real world. He just glanced at him and didn't pay much attention to him.
So when he met Zhang Ming for the first time, Zhuo Zhaoping did not think of the other party's identity.
It wasn't until Taichu Baojian appeared that he realized that the person in front of him was a disciple of Taichu Holy Land.
Moreover, he possesses the Supreme Treasure of the Saint, the Taichu Treasure Mirror, which shows that the other party is definitely not just an ordinary disciple, but must be a candidate for the Holy Son.
at this time.
The last real person in Tianlei Holy Land also died on the spot.
The five people directly surrounded Zhuo Zhaoping in the middle and blocked all his escape routes. The situation was changing rapidly.
"Tianlei Holy Land and Taichu Holy Land have always been on the same page. If you let me leave, I will not care about this matter anymore!"
Zhuo Zhaoping looked gloomy, glanced at several people, and finally focused on Zhang Ming.
In his opinion, this candidate for the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Taichu should be the talker among the few.
Hear the words.
Zhang Ming smiled coldly and said: "Shengzi Zhuo is not a three-year-old child. How can he understand the principle of letting the tiger return to the mountain? Today, you and I have torn our skin, how can I let you live?"
"You really want to break up with Tianlei Holy Land. If I fall here, Tianlei Holy Land will definitely not give up!"
Zhuo Zhaoping was shocked and angry, and threatened him with hatred.
Regarding this, Zhang Ming looked disdainful: "Don't worry, Tianlei Holy Land will not know whose head you died on. Even if Tianlei Holy Land does know, so what.
Could it be that Tianlei Holy Land would quarrel with me and Taichu Holy Land over a dead genius?"
These words directly silenced Zhuo Zhaoping.
yes!
How could Tianlei Holy Land quarrel with Taichu Holy Land for the sake of a fallen genius?
What is the difference between a dead genius and an ordinary disciple?
Think of this.
Zhuo Zhaoping's face turned grim, and a mouthful of blood fell directly on the purple divine bow, which further activated the power of the saint's treasure to gain a glimmer of hope for himself.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Ming and others had already expected it.
"Be careful, this purple divine bow is a saint's treasure. I have Taichu's treasure mirror in my hand. I will resist the attack of this saint's treasure. You must kill it with all your strength!"
The words fell.
Zhang Ming also dropped a mouthful of blood on the Taichu treasure mirror, and the power of the saint's treasure was immediately activated.
"It's not that easy to kill me!"
Zhuo Zhaoping looked crazy, and the purple divine bow condensed extremely terrifying arrows. Just when he was about to kill Gu Fang and others, the Taichu Baojian bloomed with brilliance and turned into barriers to intercept the attack of the purple divine bow.
at the same time.
The attack from Gu Fang and others also arrived.
Although Zhuo Zhaoping was powerful, he had no room to fight back when faced with the siege of several people, and he was beheaded on the spot not long after.
Just when Zhuo Zhaoping was beheaded, the purple divine bow in his hand trembled, as if he had received some kind of inspiration, and was ready to break through the void and leave.
But Zhang Ming had been prepared for this a long time ago, so the power of Taichu Baojian exploded and forcibly suppressed the purple divine bow.
I saw two treasures standing in a stalemate with each other, just like two strong men competing with each other. Seeing this situation, Zhang Ming did not panic at all. He first glanced at the purple divine bow with his treasure-appraisal eyes.
But it's a pity.
The fifth-level treasure appreciating pupil can only view information on treasures of fifth level and below. The Divine Thunder Bow is obviously beyond the scope of the fifth level, and the treasure appreciating pupil cannot detect any clues at all.
at this time.
Everyone else's eyes also fell on the Divine Thunder Bow.
I saw the divine thunder bow exuding an extremely powerful aura, competing with the Taichu Baojian.
"Now how to do?"
Chu Shan asked in a deep voice.
Zhang Ming said: "Although the Divine Thunder Bow is a saint's treasure, Zhuo Zhaoping is definitely not the real holder of this saint's treasure. At most, he is just borrowing it. There is another person who really holds this treasure.
But in the Saint's Secret Realm, no matter how powerful the person behind the Divine Thunder Bow is, he cannot control the situation. With the Taichu Treasure Mirror, we can just work together to suppress him."
No matter how powerful the saint's treasure is, without a master, it is probably only around the sixth level.
With the power of Zhang Ming and others combined with the Taichu Baojian, it is not difficult to suppress the Divine Thunder Bow.