This is not an attack that a monk in the Tribulation Stage can unleash!
Supernatural power!
It's a magical power! It's also a very powerful magical power, and the other party has practiced it to a very advanced level!
No wonder he dared to come to Jincanzong to look for trouble!
If Taoist Wan Gu only paid a little attention to him just now, now he has completely regarded Zheng Dong as an opponent on the same level as him.
But to say that I am afraid, I am not afraid.
After all, this is the Golden Silkworm Sect, and there are supreme elders from the second level of the Mahayana True Immortal sitting in charge.
Taoist Wan Gu didn't even realize that he was already thinking about the situation after failure.
"this......"
"It's magical power!"
"Shu Zi is looking for death!"
In the crowd, some were angry and some looked solemn.
Among them, those who dare to say that they can definitely defeat the two elders who just took action are less than one palm away, and none of them can kill them as cleanly as Zheng Dong.
In other words, Zheng Dong's strength has surpassed all the elders present at the Tribulation Stage.
This is what they find most unacceptable.
A monk in the late stage of Yuanshen's strength actually exceeds that of the late stage of Tribulation!
No one even dared to comment on whether the other party could match Taoist Wan Gu in the early stage of the Mahayana True Immortal.
For a moment, everyone was shocked.
Beside Zheng Dong, the two disciples Lin Feng and Lin Ling also felt shocked.
However, they had seen Zheng Dong kill Chen Xuan, the outer elder of the Golden Silkworm Sect, so it was not too surprising at this time.
"Everyone, come together!"
At this moment, Taoist Wan Gu did not dare to fight the enemy alone, but he did not dare to ask the ancestor who had just retreated to come out of seclusion, so he had to ask everyone to take action together.
"Take down the two disciples next to him first!"
Taoist Wan Gu set his sights on the two brothers Lin Feng and Lin Ling, hoping to distract Zheng Dong by taking them down.
"How shameless!"
Zheng Dong smiled and said, "I won't play with you anymore!"
After saying that, a ray of light swept up Lin Feng's brother and sister and fled quickly into the distance.
"No! He's going to run away!"
"Don't let him get away!"
"Chase!"
"..."
Taoist Wan Gu couldn't help but feel reassured when he saw Zheng Dong running away timidly.
When such a powerful supernatural power is unleashed in the Yuan Shen stage, the mana must be too much to bear!
He secretly guessed.
In fact, Taoist Wan Gu didn't guess wrong.
Zheng Dong used the Geng Jin Yuan Magnetic Sword Qi to kill two monks in the late stages of the Tribulation. It did consume a lot of mana, but it was far from exhausted.
After all, his soul is powerful, and the mana consumed in using magical powers is much less than that in the normal Yuan Shen stage.
If it were an ordinary Yuanshen stage monk, using such a powerful Gengjin Yuanci Sword Qi, even if the mana was not exhausted, it would still consume 7788.
A golden escaping light leads the way.
Behind him, streaks of escaping light were chasing after him.
Zheng Dong even turned his head leisurely and looked behind him.
Ninth level magical power! Escape from golden light across the ground!
Zheng Dong's mastery of this magical power is not as good as Geng Jin Yuanci Sword Qi, but he has just reached the entry level.
Even so, his escape speed is much faster than that of a group of elders from the Golden Silkworm Sect.
Among the people, the only one who could keep up with his speed was the head of the Golden Silkworm Sect, Taoist Wan Gu.
After all, Taoist Wan Gu is a monk in the early stage of the Mahayana True Immortal, and his escape speed is simply not comparable to that of ordinary elders in the Tribulation Stage.
If he hadn't mastered the avenue of space, his escape speed would have been even faster, even breaking the limit of the speed of light.
In fact, Zheng Dong cannot break the limit of the speed of light on his own, but he holds the Book of Truth. Not to mention teleportation in this plane, even teleportation across planes is just a matter of a thought.
"Little thief! Don't run away if you have the guts!"
The more Taoist Wan Gu chases after him, the more confident he becomes.
At first, he was worried that Zheng Dong was cheating, so he deliberately got rid of the elder of the Jincan Sect.
But until now, he has basically determined that there is definitely not much magic power left in Zheng Dong's body.
The opponent's escape skills and attack methods are all powerful magical powers!
Taoist Wan Gu doesn't know how Zheng Dong learned so many magical powers, but there is one thing. It consumes an astonishing amount of mana to use magical powers. Maybe it is nothing to a Mahayana true immortal, but to a late-stage Yuanshen monk who wants to use the ninth grade for a long time
Supernatural power is indeed not a simple thing.
After searching with his spiritual sense, Taoist Wan Gu found that Zheng Dong's face was already a little pale, and it was obvious that the other party could not hold on any longer.
Just when he thought he was about to catch up with the other party, Zheng Dong took out a jade bottle from the storage ring, opened it and poured it into his mouth.
"Ten thousand years of spiritual milk!"
Taoist Wan Gu's eyes were split open, and anger surged from his chest.
Is this the reason why you provoke the Golden Silkworm Sect?
Master Wan Gu said nothing and continued to pursue.
Zheng Dong drank the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, and his mana, which was about to be exhausted, quickly recovered.
This Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is not the elixir that Zheng Dong himself tinkered with in ancient times.
Although the two have the same name, what Zheng Dong just drank was a treasure born in Chunshen Realm that restores monks' magic power.
This treasure has been condensed into a drop for thousands of years. It is extremely precious and is a seventh-level spiritual material!
It is a treasure used by high-level monks such as Yuanshen and Dujie to quickly restore their mana.
As for the Mahayana true immortal, why not use it?
Generally speaking, even if a Mahayana true immortal uses magical powers, he will not be short of mana.
Even if the Mahayana True Immortals lack mana, the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is just a drop in the bucket, and they have other treasures to replenish their mana.
High in the sky.
The two escaping lights chased each other, and in the blink of an eye they had already run away from the boundary of Chenwu Kingdom for an unknown distance.
As for the elder of the Jincan Sect behind the two of them, he was thrown away even more.
Three days later.
When Taoist Wan Gu saw Zheng Dong taking out a bottle of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk again, he finally couldn't help but cursed: "Little thief! It's just you and me now. Don't run away if you have the ability. Let's have a fair fight!"
After three days of chasing like this to the extreme, during which Taoist Wan Gu used several secret escape techniques, nearly half of the mana in his body was consumed compared to its peak period, and he actually felt a little unsustainable at this moment.
As for the treasure that restored the power of the Mahayana True Immortal, he did have it, but this treasure was very precious. For a while, he was reluctant to part with it, so he even drank the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk as a supplement.
The two of them were drinking Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk to replenish their mana while chasing and escaping. After three days of this, Taoist Wan Gu became a little impatient.
The two's escape speed was no better than that of brothers. He couldn't catch up with Zheng Dong, and Zheng Dong couldn't escape the detection range of his spiritual consciousness.
For a while, they were in a stalemate.
Zheng Dong heard the spiritual message from Taoist Wan Gu, and checked the surrounding environment with his spiritual consciousness, and suddenly stopped.
"Finally stopped running?"
Taoist Wan Gu looked at Zheng Dong and breathed a sigh of relief.
With the speed of the Mahayana True Immortal and flying at full strength for three days, he had already escaped from the sphere of influence of the Golden Silkworm Sect.
"run?"
Zheng Dong shook his head, "I just picked a cemetery for you!"
"Hmph! Do you think that by mastering one magical power, you can transcend two great realms and defeat the Mahayana Immortal? You look down on Mahayana too much... uh..."
Taoist Wan Gu said and suddenly choked.
Five more figures appeared in front of him, and these figures had exactly the same appearance as Zheng Dong.