Martial arts crossing rivers and lakes

Chapter 270

As soon as Wang Tiangu performed the "Evil Spirit Dafa", it immediately displayed astonishing power. Just now, the magic weapon of the "Suzaku Ring", which was just like the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, was immediately eroded by the thick black fog, and the brilliance flowing on it quickly dimmed go down.

Seeing this, Nangong Wan was slightly startled, and hurriedly opened her sandalwood mouth, a scorching fire-attribute spiritual power spewed out from it immediately, lasing onto her magic weapon "Suzaku Ring".

"laugh!"

After the "Suzaku Ring" was injected with this fire-attribute spiritual power, it finally stopped the tendency of its brilliance to keep dimming, and began to fight against the thick black fog.

"Oh, there are two things. It seems that Fairy Nangong is not only relying on her looks!" Wang Tiangu was quite surprised to see that Nangong Wan in the early Yuanying period could resist the erosion of his "evil spirit Dafa".

You know, he is a real Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator. At the level of Nascent Soul, the gap between the early and mid-stage Nascent Soul is not a little bit. A middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator can often deal with two or three early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. The immortal cultivator will not fall behind!
"Fairy Nangong, be careful, this old man is about to show great supernatural powers!" Wang Tiangu laughed wildly, pushing his hands away, and the black thick fog immediately turned into two big hands covering the sky, grabbing at Nangong Wan. go.

He was originally calm, but today he suddenly released some of his nature when he met Nangong Wan. There is no way, after all, the other party is a single Nascent Soul Stage female monk like Nangong Wan, which can be said to be rare in Tiannan.

For old men like them in the Nascent Soul stage, it is quite difficult to find a real Taoist companion. Female monks who can cultivate to the alchemy stage are quite rare, and female monks in the alchemy stage are quite rare. Monks can often only be reduced to their concubines or even furnace cauldrons, and it is impossible to be a Taoist companion.

In Tiannan, most of the female monks in the Nascent Soul Stage are already well-known, and none of their Taoist companions is something that Wang Tiangu can afford. If Wang Tiangu knows, this Nangong Wan is not a single Nascent Soul As a female monk, and he is still a perfect body, I am afraid that his heart will become even more fanatical...

The black thick fog condensed to form the big hand covering the sky, its power is extremely terrifying, it is more sinister and awe-inspiring than the black thick fog scattered before, and all the creatures within a few miles around felt a chilling chill.

The leaves in the mountain forest trembled, and there were countless birds and crows. Hares, monkeys, wild dogs, wild boars, wolves, leopards, tigers, bears... fled in groups. Unmoved, he just ran out of the mountain, determined to escape from the enveloping black mist...

"boom!"

The pitch-black big hand that covered the sky struck, and immediately suppressed the "Suzaku Ring" sacrificed by Nangong Wan, and the previous stalemate was no longer there. It seems that this time Wang Tiangu showed more Cultivation.

Seeing this, Li Huayuan hurriedly urged his silver ruler magic weapon to attack the big black hand that covered the sky, to help Nangong Wan. in full bloom.

As a result, before the silver magic weapon touched the big black hand covering the sky, it was intercepted by a scarlet light.

"boom!"

After a thunderous bang, the scarlet light exploded instantly, forming a large cloud of blood mist.

Amidst the blood mist, a young man in black slowly appeared.

I saw that he was tall and straight, with a dignified appearance, but his face was covered by a silver-white mask, so he couldn't see his real face.

Jiang Hu and Mo Fengwu sensed that the young man in black had the same level of cultivation as Li Huayuan. He was in the late stage of alchemy, but his spiritual power was much purer and thicker than Li Huayuan's, and almost surpassed that of Jiang Huan. Hu and Mo Fengwu's spiritual sense can perceive the limit.

After encountering the blood mist, the silver ruler magic weapon Li Huayuan sacrificed could no longer get any closer, and even faintly seemed to be forced back by it.

"Hey, senior Li... Oh, no, senior brother Li, let me come down and play with you, don't disturb my second uncle and Senior Nangong's in-depth exchange of feelings!" The young man in black laughed loudly.

"It's you, the young master of the Ghost Sect... Wang Chan!" Li Huayuan was startled. He remembered that when the Six Great Immortal Schools of the Yue Kingdom fought against the Six Demon Sects of the Tianluo Kingdom, the notorious young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Wang Chan, He is still just a junior in the late stage of foundation establishment, but he did not expect that he has already cultivated to the late stage of alchemy, and his spiritual power is even purer and thicker than his own...

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Li to still remember me. I'm really honored to be here!" Wang Chan said in a strange way, releasing more blood mist, which continuously eroded the silver ruler magic weapon Li Huayuan sacrificed, causing the brilliance circulating on it to gradually fade away. Dim down.

Li Huayuan was already at a disadvantage, but at this moment, his magic weapon was constantly being eroded by Wang Chan's magical skills, which made it even more difficult for him to resist Wang Chan's offensive.

As for Nangong Wan, she was also severely suppressed by Wang Tiangu in the mid-Yuanying stage with the "Evil Spirit Dafa".

"How could I not remember you, how many foundation-building cultivators in the 'Yellow Maple Valley' died at the hands of you!" Li Huayuan said bitterly. One of his apprentices was the young master of the Ghost Sect, Wang Chan. In his hands, his soul was drawn out and his soul was refined, and he died in great pain.

"Why, do you want to avenge them? Hehe, you 'Yellow Maple Valley' have raised some useless moths for so many years. I helped you clean up the moths and saved you so many cultivation resources. It's good for you to divide the bill, but you still want to settle the bill with me?

Well then, I'll let you die with them, anyway, you're an old moth, and you haven't seen the condensed Nascent Soul come out after living for so many years, so you might as well just die! "

The young master of Ghost Spirit Sect, Wang Chan, sneered, deliberately angering Li Huayuan with words, so as to affect Li Huayuan's mood.

Even though Li Huayuan's mind has always been delicate, it was inevitable that he was influenced by the words of Wang Chan, the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect. It was really this guy's words that poked at the sore spot where he still had no hope of condensing the Nascent Soul.

Affected by his words, Li Huayuan's performance became even more unstable immediately. He was already at a disadvantage in the battle, but now the situation took a turn for the worse, and he was about to be swallowed up by Wang Chan's magical skills, including people and magic weapons. ...

"Goodbye, Senior Brother Li!" Wang Chan laughed happily.

After all, it feels very proud to easily crush an opponent who was much stronger than him in the past.

However, just as Wang Chan said "goodbye" to Li Huayuan, several thunderclaps suddenly sounded behind him.

"Boom, boom!"

Several golden thunderbolts like flying dragons suddenly bloomed behind him, extremely gorgeous, and immediately dispelled the blood mist around Wang Chan's body.

The magic technique that he was proud of was actually vulnerable in front of this golden thunder and lightning.

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