Wang Baole had experienced similar fluctuations many times before. He was extremely certain of his judgment. In addition, the terrifying fluctuations in his palms and the strong crisis rising in his mind made him very certain!
The aura emanating from this palm, even if it is not as good as a real immortal, is still a fake immortal realm that surpasses the Great Perfection of God!!
It is conceivable that the identity of this young man may be a bit complicated. After all, the protection of spiritual immortals is actually a powerful spiritual immortal who leaves a clone on others. This clone can be formed from the early stage of spiritual connection based on the strength of the spiritual thoughts left behind.
When it comes to the Great Perfection of the Gods, each one is different, and the palm condensed in this young man's body is more powerful than the Great Perfection of the Gods. It can be said that... this is a real immortal strike!
With such a level of protection, even the powerful spiritual immortals would not be able to differentiate much.
But now Wang Baole could no longer think about the other party's identity. Facing this blow from a spirit fairy or a fake fairy, under this strong sense of crisis, Wang Baole shrank his eyes and quickly retreated, taking out a large number of magical weapons with a wave of his hand.
, threw it in front of him and did not hesitate to self-destruct to resist.
The roaring sounds erupted one after another, and the blocking force formed was like an impact, going straight to the red palm condensed from the young man's body. However, the power contained in this palm was too powerful. Although the magic weapon's self-destruction was strong, it had no impact on it.
The effect was instantly ignored by him, and he rushed out directly towards Wang Baole with a relentless palm strike!
Even though Wang Baole is in the early stage of his spiritual awakening, and his combat power is comparable to that of the Great Perfection, there is still a gap when faced with this palm. If his true form is here, it will be better. After all, his physical body is strong, and he will
Boost your fighting power.
But now it is just a clone. Even if it is created by the original method, it is still not as strong as it is. Seeing that it is impossible to dodge at this moment, Wang Baole's body becomes atomized again while gritting his teeth.
During the roar, the mist he turned into was directly touched by the red palm. The muffled sound echoed, like a strong wind sweeping across. Most of the mist Wang Baole turned into collapsed. After tearing and dissipating, it was forced to be unable to maintain and had to condense.
Together, after turning into a figure, Wang Baole's body trembled violently. He felt that the original law seemed to be shaken a little, and he almost couldn't maintain it.
But... the crisis is not over yet. Although the red palm has been weakened a lot, from its origin, there is actually a large amount of red mist on the young man's body at this moment, forming again, and actually transforming into a second palm!!
"Could this guy be the son of the immortal?!" Wang Baole's eyes narrowed, but the next moment, he noticed an angry wave coming from the distant starry sky, and when he was approaching crazily, Wang Baole's expression changed completely.
"The real body is coming too?!" Wang Baole breathed rapidly. If the opponent's real body hadn't come, he would still have time to slowly neutralize the power of the opponent's two palms, but now that the situation was tight, he didn't have that time at all.
"Damn it!!" Wang Baole was irritated in his heart. He saw two palms blasting back and forth. The speed and momentum were so fast that the surrounding starry sky was distorted. There was madness in his eyes.
"There is only one way!" Wang Baole gritted his teeth and pointed at the battleship parked not far away. The storage bag was full and could not be stored inside.
If you want to resist in a short period of time, you must self-destruct a powerful object. Compared with imperial armor and other precious objects, although the battleship is reluctant to part with it, it is the most suitable choice, and the focus of self-destruction seems to be
It is a resistance to the palm of the spirit fairy. In fact... the target is the young man with spiritual cultivation!
Wang Baole bets that this magical power of protection will come to the rescue!
"Explosion" Holding back the intense heartache, Wang Baole roared and let himself work hard for a long time, and the battleship he refined bit by bit exploded on its own.
In an instant, Wang Baole's battleship burst out with a light of destruction, especially since it was filled with a large amount of materials. Under this light of destruction, it collapsed and exploded, forming a huge impact, directly towards the front and rear.
The arriving immortal palms collided with each other.
The loud noise was so loud that the terrifying power even affected the battleships of Shengtao Sect, which collapsed at this moment. At the same time, there were seven or eight biological battleships of the Black Dragon Legion within the area blocked by the Hell Fire. They were unable to dodge.
All were also affected.
If it were just the self-destruction of the battleship, that would be fine. Although the power is great, it has a certain limit. But now, the wave formed by the immortal palm and the self-destruction of the battleship not only tore up all the battleships in an instant, but even the surrounding Hellfire blockade was instantly blocked.
collapse.
Those two immortal palms were indeed as Wang Baole had judged, and they tried their best to protect the spiritual young man during the rewinding process. This allowed Wang Baole to buy time!
As he retreated, his face turned pale without any hesitation. He turned around and sprinted straight into the starry sky in the distance. As for Dekunzi and others, they had long since disappeared. It was obviously Wang Baole's previous action that made him panic and flee in a hurry.
"Ink Dragon Legion!!" Wang Baole's speed exploded at full speed, and there was anger in his heart as he galloped. From the beginning of this incident, the Ink Dragon Legion was extremely domineering, asking for all resources, and forcing his own warships to go to great lengths. If he agreed, he would be aggrieved.
If you don't agree, you'll be in trouble.
"This is a broken place, the worst I can do is stop playing!" Wang Baole's eyes showed ferocity. As he was moving forward at high speed, a thunderous roar suddenly came from behind him at the place where the previous battle was taking place, as if coming.
Without looking back, Wang Baole knew that it must be the spirit immortal who had arrived. In fact, it was indeed the case. At the place where Wang Baole fought before, a crack was torn open in the starry sky. A middle-aged female cultivator wearing a robe,
With a livid face, he stepped out of the crack.
The moment she appeared, she was in front of the young man who was protected by her two clones. With a wave of her right hand, the unconscious young man's body trembled and he opened his eyes. When he regained consciousness, his body's injuries healed instantly.
"Master!!" After seeing the middle-aged female cultivator in front of him, the young man immediately became excited. The person in front of him was not only his master, but also the commander of the Black Dragon Legion!
After quickly explaining the situation, the middle-aged female cultivator raised her head and looked in the direction where Wang Baole left, with murderous intent in her eyes.
"If my master finds out, he will have his muscles cramped, his bones peeled off and tortured, and then his soul will be taken and sent into the body of one of your female slaves for you to trample on!" These extremely vicious words came from the middle-aged female cultivator's mouth,
There was no awkwardness at all, it was obvious that this was done frequently, and the young man was not surprised at all. On the contrary, there was a light in his eyes.
"Let's go, my teacher will take you to arrest someone!" the middle-aged female cultivator said, rolling up her sleeves and rolling up her disciple, taking a step forward in the starry sky, directly escaping into the sky, locking on Wang Baole's traces,
Chase him suddenly!
Logically speaking, it is not difficult for a spirit fairy to pursue a psychic spirit, especially if it is locked, but in fact... this spirit fairy is not a real spirit fairy, and that psychic spirit is not an ordinary psychic spirit!
One is a half-step spirit fairy and the other is a super psychic, so in terms of speed, it is inevitable that they will not be caught up in an instant. Although the middle-aged female cultivator is fast and can escape from the sky, Wang Baole is the same.
It can be moved, and after the body is atomized, the speed is even more amazing.
So very quickly, their pursuit in the public area of the Divine Eye Civilization attracted the attention of various sects coming and going, especially the powerful legions of Zhangtian Xingxian Sect and Kuntai Wanhe Sect, who were informed of it immediately.
After this incident, everyone focused their attention on this pursuit.
"I heard that a newly promoted god from the Shengtao Sect has extraordinary combat power and actually killed a small team of the Black Dragon Legion!!"
"It's interesting. To be able to do this, it's not easy for the new Shengtao Sect to reach the gods. No wonder he dares to provoke the Black Ink Dragon Legion of Zijin New Way!"
As the matter spread rapidly, the chase was still going on. Three times, Wang Baole was almost caught up by the middle-aged female cultivator, but with his methods and speed, he still managed to keep the distance, making the middle-aged female cultivator.
During the pursuit, Xiu's murderous intent became more and more intense. In the end, she was extremely angry. It was the amount of attention that the long pursuit attracted that made her feel humiliated.
"Want to escape back to the territory of Zhangtian Xingxian Sect?" The commander of the Black Dragon Army, who had already noticed Wang Baole's thoughts, saw Wang Baole move away again, with a vicious look in his eyes.