Chapter 230

Feng Wu called it out with one hand, and suddenly his face changed. There was only a tiny trace of wood vitality that should have rolled in. This vitality can be blown away by sneezing!

What's going on!?

It's too late to think about it. The dark shadow of the staff has quietly hit the top of his head. Feng Wu is a nine turn expert after all. He doesn't get surprised. He whispers. In the Dantian, the green Yuanying light is a masterpiece.

Suddenly, a mysterious light flashed outside the body, including a light mask, a body shield and a body armor... One magic weapon after another.

With one hand, a green bracelet on the wrist turned into a green spirit snake several feet wide and several feet long. It bounced slightly and went towards the roaring plate of the stick shadow in a twinkling.

This is not enough. On one foot, there are vines as thick as children's arms standing directly beside him, tangled and entangled together, like a giant dragon, perched above his head.

He is a nine turn master. Even if the same magic weapon and the same magic skill come to his hands, the power is more than twice that of Cang Kui.

In the air, on Xiang Yang's forehead, a faint bloody dragon shadow has emerged. This is his performance of transporting the power of his body to the extreme. This stick will be broken even if it is strong and dangerous!

The spirit of the Ruyi staff seemed to feel his determination. The staff body trembled slightly. With each trembling, the falling speed increased by one point. With each trembling, the unstoppable momentum increased by one point...

What if you are a master of nine turns? Under my array, you can't summon the vitality of heaven and earth! What do you use to stop me?

Outside the Dragon saliva gorge, a pair of eyes stared at it without blinking. With the whereabouts of the staff shadow, the atmosphere became more and more tense, but no one would think that a monk in the pill knot period could cause any damage to a nine turn power. If this staff could make his opponent retreat, it would be a great achievement.

In full view of the public, the staff shadow finally touched the green spirit snake summoned by Feng Wu.

An appalling situation happened...

Just for a moment, the spirit snake broke!

Vine dragon, crush!

Light mask, burst!

Shield, split!

Body armor, direct collapse!

Just a moment! This staff, with the power of destroying the withered and decaying, swings all the magic weapons and spells summoned by Feng Wu...

At the moment when the spirit snake came into contact with the staff shadow, Feng Wu's face finally changed. In his feeling, in an instant, Xiang Yang Lianren with the staff suddenly disappeared, replaced by a towering mountain, which was pressing hard against him.

This silent blow is so powerful!?

Even if he is a nine turn master, his body may not be stronger than that of Yuan Ying. He thinks of the end of the withered. At this time, he can't care about face. He directly pinches a piece of ground into an inch symbol and wants to dodge.

However, something even more appalling happened to him. The spell was only a slight flash and there was no movement. He could only watch the black shadow of the stick tear everything and come...

In the air, Xiang Yang smiled at the corners of his mouth. He had the experience of fighting with Cang Kui. Where would he make such an omission? You came to my site and still want to use this garbage spell?

All this happened between the lightning and flint. Feng Wu was several feet behind him, but Feng Tong didn't respond at all. There was a loud noise in his ear. In front of him was a big pit ten feet wide. Around it, thick cracks scattered everywhere. The green jade in front of him almost sank in, and then spread towards the leading chair he sat...

"What about the boy and my brother?"

Feng Tong jumped up in a hurry and watched the dragon head chair under his ass swallowed up by the crack, but where could he care about this and directly swept over the big pit.

Before he looked around, a dark shadow came out of the pit, roared and stabbed him in the head. Feng Tong screamed. He just wanted to lean back to avoid, suddenly his whole body sank. The whole body became as heavy as a thousand times in an instant, and his movement slowed down countless times.

He was also in the ninth turn period. His accomplishments were a little worse than Feng Wu's, and his reaction was even worse. He stretched out his hand and found that he could not attract the vitality of heaven and earth. He was scared out of the sky. He only had time to put on a armor for himself, and watched the black spot poke in front of him...

There is no doubt that the armor was directly smashed, and then a figure was like being slapped by a giant beast and shot back, and the luxurious cloud boat was directly hit into a human shaped hole...

It took only a moment to add up. The two nine turn Masters had been directly put down. The Yuan Ying and jiedan friars they brought were stunned and looked at them. Their hair stood upright. They didn't even have the courage to escape.

Similarly, outside longsaliva gorge, those monks who watched were also ignorant. Several even didn't control the flying sword for a while, and almost fell down.

What did they see? A monk in jiedan period killed two nine turn periods with two sticks? The opponent has no ability to fight back?

Although they are practitioners of immortality, they still want to ask, have I seen immortals come down to earth... Why is everything so unreal?

On the mountain peak where the three shrines gathered, the high platform built by more than a dozen boulders fell down. In the dust, the strange man rushed out with a ashen face. Without a magic weapon flying sword, he took a big step directly. His figure swept dozens of feet. He ran towards longsaliva gorge like that, shouting: "Shit, where did the little monster come from... Fierce like this, brother Jing, I must know!"

Sima shen'ang and Sima Zizhong also looked like ghosts on the peak nearest to longsaliva gorge. After looking at each other for a few times, Sima shen'ang took a breath, turned back, pointed to the bottom, shook his head and said, "this little guy really can't provoke..."

Sima Zi looked at the big pit and the fuzzy flesh and blood at the bottom of the pit and murmured, "Lao Zu, what's that boy... What's that boy using... That stick..."

Sima shenang glared at him: "what if it's even an immortal tool? Here you are. Dare you want it?"

Sima Zizhong Shanshan said, "it's impossible to have immortal tools, my grandfather. It's hard to say whether there are immortal tools in the mountain and sea world, but even if it's Xuanqi, this little guy has only achieved Dan cultivation and can exert several layers of power? Feng Wu and Feng Tong are in the middle of the ninth turn. Why can't he fight back?"

Sima shen'ang took a deep look at Longxi gorge, shook his head and said, "the key is not the stick, but the array... Tut tut Tut, an array that can make the nine turn period unable to attract the power of heaven and earth... Behind him, he must be the overlord of the whole mountain and sea world. There is no doubt that this little guy has a bright future in the future!"

As he spoke, he suddenly smiled: "I don't know how many high incense ancestors have burned. My Fuyu sect can produce such a Tianjiao... Zizhong, Qingmu hall, you can move!"