surnamed Wang

Chapter 696
Wang Gangquan was in a vast white world, and he probably guessed that he had reached the depths of his consciousness.

The current scene is too monotonous, with a thought, a vast ocean and sandy beach emerge out of thin air. There is a small fishing village next to the beach, which is the Longqi Bay where he stayed in the past.

Wang Gangquan is already a frequent visitor to the world of consciousness, and he has concluded some rules from it: If he is deep in the darkness, then he is probably not far from hiccups, and the weather is so sunny and sunny, which means that there is no danger of his life.

He sat on the beach for a long time, saw a faint pinkness on the line between the sea and the sky in the distance, got up out of curiosity, and walked there. Stepping forward, a peach forest suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Wang Gangquan suddenly recalled Taoyuan Village, that was one of the few pleasant times he had, and now his mind was much clearer, remembering that he had just avenged Liu Meijiao, and now living here, maybe the answer lies at the end of the Taolin.

The peach grove is not much different from what I remember, except that there are a few more peach trees on the periphery. Presumably there are still people in the village who are unwilling to give up and want to go to the outside world to find out. In the end, they were cursed by the Holy Spirit and turned into peach trees.

Walking through the path in the forest, Wang Bingquan came to the head of the village. The village was lifeless, without the children playing and shouting from the villagers, and even the crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs were never heard.

Wang Gangquan found a familiar dilapidated house, and tentatively shouted through the fence:
"Is Gensheng at home?"

"Who?"

There was really a lazy sound in the room. A young man came out after rubbing the ashes on his body. He was obviously taken aback when he saw the person coming and said:

"Why are you here?"

"I should ask you that."

In Wang Qingquan's memory, a young man named Gensheng in Taoyuan Village had great luck in his 30s and married a blind girl who was a teenager younger than him. Taking care of the Susukida left by his parents, the house was renovated, and a pair of children were born. Later, he died in his seventies and was buried under a peach tree.

The young man in front of him could never be him.

Hearing Wang Gangquan's words, "Gen Sheng" simply stopped pretending, and changed his expression:

"It's amazing to be able to maintain yourself under the spell of this seat. Now it's a critical moment, and I can't let you disrupt the situation."

After speaking, he raised his hand, and immediately a large peach branch came from all around.

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In the outside world, "Wang Bingquan" was fighting the first Emperor Yang, while manipulating the sun and moon wheel to drag Lifang Taibai, and he seemed to be able to handle it with ease from beginning to end.

Yang Fu swung his sword back at his opponent, and took the opportunity to look back at his descendants. Yang Jie had already dried up visibly to the naked eye. Shouyuan.

On the other side, Lifang Taibai only played against the magic weapon, but the situation was not much better. The sun and moon wheel was as spiritual as the bullfighting sword. Relying on its own sharpness and strength, it often went head-to-head with the woman's long sword. After a few rounds, it ranked among the best among the three immortals His fairy sword was knocked out a lot of gaps.

The woman immediately threw out a shell magic weapon, and the magic weapon left her hand and quickly chased towards the sun and moon. The latter thought that she could still split the opponent, and got into the shell without hesitation.

With a "click", the shell closed, and the previously unstoppable sun and moon discs immediately stopped moving.

Just when Lifang Taibai was about to stretch out his hand to take back the magic weapon, the shell suddenly made a crisp sound, and a figure with red and gold shattered the top and rushed out. It was a girl wearing a gold-rimmed red jacket.

The girl tied two sky-high hairpins, held the sun-moon wheel in her hand, pointed at the woman with her hands on her hips and said:

"Okay, you old woman, if you can't beat her, use your vagina."

Lifang Taibai was very self-cultivated, and he didn't want to argue with him, so he poured spiritual energy into the long sword, and the damaged blade quickly recovered.

Not far away, the servant of the holy spirit threw out the long sword in his hand, ordered "hold him", and quickly pinched the complicated spell with both hands. Before the long sword fell to the ground, it was held by the hilt by a man.

Bullfighting looked indifferently, regardless of the fact that his opponent was his former master, he spared no room for every move.

Yang Fu has held the bullfighting sword for thousands of years, and he has already figured out its moves clearly. Within five moves, he broke up the sword spirit and took back the fairy sword. Then he opened his mouth to the servant of the Holy Spirit in the distance and spit out the word "Beng".

The power of heaven and earth gathered here, but the opponent did not change his face, and said "scatter" lightly, the pressure from all directions immediately collapsed, and his technique was also completed at this time, with his left finger pointing at Yang Fu and his right pointing at Lifang Taibai , and said "Seize Power" lightly in his mouth.

A majestic will of heaven and earth descended, Yang Fu's body condensed by spiritual energy immediately became illusory, and Lifang Taibai, who was dealing with the yin and yang chakra, also froze in his movements, and his cultivation base began to decrease visible to the naked eye.

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Everything in the world is driven by "potential". If the "potential" is too big, it can determine the direction of the battle, overwrite a dynasty, and if the "potential" is too small, it can change personal fortune, making it prosperous or depressed.

Potential is indeterminate, good fortune tricks people, good potential is good, and evil is frustrated. The power to decide the potential is in the hands of heaven, even the monks who are superior to others are no exception.

Some people are born with extraordinary talents, some people can't even break through the golden core no matter how hard they try, and there are very few people who get a big chance and change their fate against the sky. This is God's will.

The Holy Spirit is above the way of heaven, and can naturally control the fate of others. The servants of the Holy Spirit perform their duties on their behalf, and can borrow part of their magical powers, one of which is to increase the power of monks.

He can temporarily suppress the opponent's one level of realm by seizing power, and this technique cannot be solved unless the opponent is completely outside the jurisdiction of heaven and earth.

The two great powers on the opposite side were pushed all the way from the holy fairyland to the Mahayana stage. Not to mention the servants of the holy spirit, they might not even be able to fight the two weapon spirits. The ending seems to be doomed.

At this critical moment, Wang Gingquan, whose body had been taken away, suddenly changed his eyes. He looked at the two men who were facing an enemy with a little doubt, and then lowered his figure as if nothing had happened.

In the conscious world, "Gensheng" launched an attack on him, and based on the principle of not being bullied on his own ground, Wang Gangquan chose to fight back.

He raised his hand towards the big clump of peach branches and used the technique of transformation, and the result really added a large peach blossom.

Wang Gangquan noticed that the other party seemed to be covering the house behind him intentionally or unintentionally, so when he was in a daze, he retaliated with his own words, using a large number of peach branches to hold Gen Sheng back, and rushed into the house by himself, and then recovered his senses , already in the outside world.

"Is this guy doing something weird with my body?"

Wang Gingquan murmured and flew down, and just after he walked not far away, his expression changed, and he said to himself with a strange expression:
"What's going on with this kid? My spells didn't work on him."

As he spoke, he turned and looked at the two people above, with a cold look in his eyes: "It seems that the battle is going to be settled quickly."

He stepped on the air and was about to rush up, but stopped again, with a displeased expression on his face:

"It's almost enough, don't let the mother do it forever, I will really lose my face again."

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Wang Gangquan is like a psychopath, going up and down for a while, talking to himself, and even slapping himself when he gets excited.

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(End of this chapter)