A seal of immortality

Chapter 925
"What? Tell the old man to take your three moves?" Ziyang's real person showed a strange look on his face.

"That's right, I wonder how Dao Qin's friendship will be?" Wang Changsheng narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

"Okay, I wonder where Wang Daoyou wants to compete?" Master Ziyang asked in a deep voice with his expression frozen.

"Let's find a place in Fang City! Let Fellow Daoist Tang arrange it." Wang Changsheng said without thinking.

Wang Changsheng was looking for a late Nascent Soul cultivator to try his supernatural powers and the power of the magic weapon, when Immortal Ziyang bumped into him, he naturally would not let go of this excellent opportunity.

He wanted to use this to see the gap between himself and the late Nascent Soul cultivator, and also to warn Master Ziyang not to treat him as an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

After leaving the attic, Wang Changsheng asked Tang Xuanji to find a place for him to compete with Master Ziyang. Tang Xuanji was taken aback for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and agreed wholeheartedly.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng, Mu Wanwan and Master Ziyang followed Tang Xuanji to a spacious basement.

A thick blue light curtain is attached to the wall, and there is a circular stone platform hundreds of feet in size in the center.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, Fellow Daoist Qin, let's compete on the circular high platform! The old man will activate the formation later, and the two fellow daoists can compete on it with confidence." Tang Xuanji pointed to the circular high platform.

Immortal Ziyang's figure flickered, and a flash appeared on the circular high platform.

"Husband, be careful." Mu Wanwan exhorted with concern.

Wang Changsheng nodded, tapped his right foot lightly on the ground, flew up, and landed firmly on the circular high platform, separated by hundreds of feet from Ziyang.

Tang Xuanji flipped his palm, and a palm-sized yellow array appeared in his hand.

I saw him hitting the yellow array with a few magic formulas, and the circular high platform suddenly shone with yellow light, and dense yellow runes appeared on the stone plate.

Yellow runes gushed out of the stone slabs one after another, and turned into a huge yellow light mask, covering the entire circular platform.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, feel free to use any supernatural powers." Master Ziyang said in a deep voice with his hands behind his back.

Wang Changsheng slapped the storage bag on his waist with the palm of his hand, and a palm-sized trident flew out of it. After being shaken by the wind, the trident skyrocketed to about ten feet long and landed in Wang Changsheng's hand.

He took a deep breath, and the mana in his body poured into the trident crazily, and the trident suddenly shone brightly. He lightly shook the trident in his hand, and the three blade tips suddenly turned blue.

I saw the trident in his hand suddenly waved towards the opposite side, a blue light flashed, and a [-]-foot-long blue saber aura flashed out, cutting towards Master Ziyang with an astonishing momentum.

Seeing this scene, Master Ziyang had a dignified look on his face.

He opened his mouth, and a half-foot-long purple long knife flew out of it and landed in his hand.

He waved the purple long knife forward lightly, and a layer of purple flame emerged on the surface of the purple long knife without warning.

I saw the purple long knife in Ziyang's hand suddenly slashing towards the opposite side, with a flash of purple light, a purple fire blade with a length of seventy to eighty feet flashed out, facing the blue saber energy.

There was a loud bang, and as soon as the cyan saber energy came into contact with the purple fire blade, a powerful wave of air erupted immediately. The blade quickly cut towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng snorted softly, moved his lips a few times, his right fist lit up with a burst of golden light, and slammed hard at the attacking purple fire blade.

With a flash of golden light, a golden fist shadow with the size of several feet flashed out, and quickly went up to meet it.

With a loud noise, the golden fist shadow collided with the purple fire blade, the golden fist shadow flickered a few times, and then collapsed, the purple fire blade also shrank to more than ten feet, and slashed at Wang Changsheng fiercely.

Wang Changsheng's lips moved a few times, and a thick golden light curtain emerged close to his body.

With a muffled sound, the purple fire blade struck the golden light curtain, and the golden light curtain flickered a few times without any reduction in light, and the purple fire blade collapsed and disappeared.

When Master Ziyang saw this scene, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes. He didn't hold back the blow at all, and ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't stop it at all.

A look of surprise appeared on Wang Changsheng's face, but he soon returned to normal.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, there are two more moves." Master Ziyang said in a deep voice.

Wang Changsheng took out a silver talisman and slapped it on his body. With a flash of silver light, a miniature bird shadow appeared above Wang Changsheng's head.

A crisp bird song sounded, and the mini bird shadow spread its wings, and after a circle, it disappeared into Wang Changsheng's body.

Immediately, Wang Changsheng's body shone with silver light, and after the silver light subsided, a large silver bird several feet in size was revealed.

The big silver bird is silver in color, with countless silver arcs around its surface, its feathers are like steel, and its claws are like hooks.

On the head of the big silver bird, there is a human face, which is exactly Wang Changsheng.

"Spirit descending talisman! Isn't this the unique secret talisman of Taiqing Palace?" Master Ziyang's expression changed, and he said in surprise.

The big silver bird fought its wings, and a thunderclap sounded, and the big silver bird disappeared.

Master Ziyang's face changed, he seemed to think of something, his sleeves shook, and a palm-sized purple flag flew out from it. The purple flag rose in the wind, and there was a mass of purple flames on the flag.

Immortal Ziyang hit the purple banner with a tactic, and the purple banner suddenly burst into light, and a large purple flame surged out from the flag, engulfing the real Ziyang inside.

He had just finished all this when a silver light lit up above his head, and a large silver bird several feet in size emerged without warning.

A stern look flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes, the big silver bird opened its mouth, and spewed out a thick silver thunderbolt, hitting Master Ziyang.

Almost at the same time as the big silver bird appeared, Master Ziyang's lips moved a few times, the clothes on his body suddenly lit up with a burst of dazzling multicolored aura, and a thick five-color light curtain emerged close to his body.

With a loud bang, the silver lightning struck the five-color light curtain, and a large piece of silver lightning flooded the five-color light curtain.

After the silver light faded, the five-color light curtain still existed, but the light was slightly dimmed.

The big silver bird let out a piercing scream, and a silver sound wave flashed out.

The purple flames around Master Ziyang flickered a few times before collapsing, and the light on the surface of the five-color light curtain flickered non-stop.

A fierce light flashed in Ziyang's eyes, and the long purple knife in his hand was about to strike at the big silver bird.

The big silver bird flapped its wings, and with a flash of silver light, it disappeared.

The next moment, a big silver bird appeared a hundred feet away from Ziyang. With a flash of silver light, Wang Changsheng regained his human form, and a gleaming silver talisman fell off his body and was picked up by him.

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Qin to be wearing a defensive robe." Wang Changsheng said in surprise.

Baoyi refers to the clothes of the magic weapon level, which is a more advanced vestment.

"The old man didn't expect that Daoyou Wang actually had a spirit talisman refined from the spirit of a ninth-level monster. If the old man remembers correctly, the talisman is a unique secret talisman of the Taiqing Palace. It will not be easily spread. Could it be that fellow Daoist Wang killed Nascent Soul cultivator from Taiqing Palace? Or is Daoyou Wang actually from Taiqing Palace?" Master Ziyang said with a gloomy face.

"I just got a talisman by chance, not what Daoyou Qin said." Wang Changsheng said vaguely.

The doubt in Ziyang's eyes did not diminish, he immediately thought of something, and said lightly: "There is one last trick."

Wang Changsheng nodded, and touched the storage bag on his waist with his palm, a golden light flashed, and a gleaming golden glove appeared in his hand.

There are golden scales on the golden gloves, as if they were refined from many golden scales, and the golden gloves exude strong spiritual power fluctuations.

This glove is called the Golden Scale Gauntlet. It was found by Wang Changsheng in the treasure house of Tai Yizong. It is a magic weapon specially made for physical training. Only a strong physical body can exert its powerful power.

He put the golden glove on his right hand, and after a loud drink, the golden glove suddenly shone golden.

After moving his lips a few times, his body suddenly glowed golden, and his right fist slammed hard towards the opposite side.

With a flash of golden light, a huge golden fist several feet in size flashed out, and quickly smashed towards the opposite side.

Wherever the golden giant fist passed, the void was distorted and deformed, and there was a whistling sound.

With this punch, Wang Changsheng didn't hold back at all.

After this punch, Wang Changsheng's face turned pale. Obviously, this blow consumed a lot of his mana.

Immortal Ziyang's face changed, and he slashed forward with the long purple knife in his hand, and a purple fire blade seven to eighty feet long flashed out to meet him.

With a loud bang, the golden giant fist hit the purple fire blade, and the purple fire blade flickered a few times before collapsing.

Losing the resistance of the purple fire blade, the golden giant fist quickly threw at Master Ziyang.

Master Ziyang's face darkened, his sleeves shook, and a small purple shield the size of a palm flew out of it, rising to the height of a person in the wind, blocking in front of Master Ziyang.

The golden giant fist hit the purple shield, and the purple shield flashed wildly, and several small cracks appeared on the surface, which spread rapidly.

With a "boom", the purple shield shattered, and the giant golden fist smashed hard on the five-color light curtain.

The surface of the five-color light curtain flickered wildly, and the light dimmed.

Master Ziyang's complexion changed drastically, the mana in his body was crazily poured into the treasure clothes, the five-color light curtain quickly returned to normal, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from the face of Master Ziyang.

The giant golden fist flickered a few times, turning into dots of golden light and collapsing.

Witnessing the whole fighting process, Tang Xuanji's eyes quickly flashed a look of astonishment. He never thought that Wang Changsheng's supernatural power would be even more powerful than before in less than a hundred years.

A look of surprise appeared on Mu Wanwan's face. She never thought that Wang Changsheng would have such great supernatural powers. With her assistance and Ye Mingyue, she would be able to kill Master Ziyang with certainty.

Master Ziyang let out a long breath, and looked at Wang Changsheng with fear in his eyes. If it weren't for the five-element treasure clothes on his body, which was a high-grade magic weapon, he might have been killed by Wang Changsheng's punch just now.

Although Wang Changsheng is only in the middle stage of Yuanying, his strength is not much worse than that in the late stage of Yuanying. If it is a life-and-death battle, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose.

"Wang Daoyou, I want to talk to you again about the transaction just now. This time, I am more sincere, how about it?" Master Ziyang's expression froze, and he said in a deep voice.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "No problem."

Tang Xuanji hit the formation disk with several magic formulas, and the yellow mask flickered a few times before collapsing and disappearing.

(End of this chapter)