Best Ascension

Chapter 217

Click!

There was a crisp metal impact sound, and the flying sword collided with the fist light.Gold and black ripples spread towards the surroundings.

Then, the Golden Essence Flying Sword broke through the light of the fist, turned into a rainbow of swords, and slashed straight at it.

When Wang Fochong saw this, he was shocked and horrified.

You must know that he was born with amazing bones and a strong physique. He has specialized in body training for decades, and now he is in the eighth-level realm of foundation building. The speed is no less than any spiritual weapon, and now it is easily broken by a sword.

His thoughts turned sharply, the sharp sword light reflected in his eyes, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, Wang Fochong didn't care about it, and suddenly closed his palms together.

Stab it!

An extremely ear-piercing rubbing sound suddenly resounded through the corridor.

Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank, but he saw Wang Fochong's smug smile on his face, and the Golden Essence Flying Sword was caught between his palms, like a dead fish, unable to move.

He rubbed his hands vigorously, and a large black light came out from his palms, forming a ball of black light.

Well!
Zhao Sheng let out a muffled snort, and immediately lost control of the Golden Essence Flying Sword.

At this moment, Wang Fochong threw down his flying sword, his huge body flew up into the air, and swooped down towards Zhao Sheng. He smashed his arms down like a storm, and condensed hundreds of long jabs, shooting towards Zhao Sheng. Sheng came out again with a critical attack.

He didn't believe that he couldn't make a success in one fell swoop this time.

"Boom"!
Zhao Sheng's figure blurred, and suddenly disappeared, and the spar floor he was standing on was immediately affected by the light of the fist, and a network of tiny gaps was split open.

I don't know what kind of spiritual material is used to pave the floor of this corridor, and the texture is extremely strong.

Wang Fochong's punches were no less powerful than a spirit-level sledgehammer, and they hit the ground continuously with a force of [-] jun, but only made small cracks, not even a small hole.

After Zhao Sheng showed his figure again, Wang Fochong smiled ferociously, and flew towards him again, this time instead of using fists, he directly opened his arms and hugged Zhao Sheng by the waist.

If he accidentally hugged him, with his whole body of scale armor and unparalleled divine power, Zhao Sheng would not die or be disabled!
But at this moment,
However, Zhao Sheng chuckled suddenly, and at the same time as the light in his eyes exploded, the five-element talisman in his hand suddenly lit up with a dazzling light...

……

After a while, the corridor was in a mess.

The dejected Wang Fochong bent down and dragged Wang Foyu who was holding his head and screaming, turned his head and took a deep look at Zhao Sheng, then turned around without saying a word, supported his brother and quickly walked away.

Seeing the two leaving like this, Zhao Sheng smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to recall the Golden Essence Flying Sword.

Wang Fochong and Wang Foyu, the two new generations of the spirit race, are not inferior to him in cultivation, and their strength is also extremely strong. An ordinary foundation-building Dzogchen monk would not be a match for any of them.

However, although they are strong, their actual combat experience is far inferior to human monks of the same level, let alone Zhao Sheng.

Just now Zhao Sheng had several opportunities to easily take the lives of the two, but because this place is a spiritual palace, he only punished them slightly, and finally let them go.

Speaking of which, what a sensitive place the Linggong is, just now the three of them fought back and forth and made such a big commotion, but no one came here to check.

If you think about it casually, you can know how tricky there is behind this matter, and someone must have deliberately set up a trick behind it.

Zhao Sheng was puzzled. The purpose of the person behind this was to test his depth?Or to combat the prestige of the Ice King?Or is there a deeper conspiracy hidden?
Just thinking about this, the two ice goddesses ran to the front from the distance of the corridor in a panic, their bodies trembled and knelt down on the ground, begging for mercy: "Young master atones, this servant was sleepy just now, and I couldn't welcome you out in time. Close. Damn the maidservant!"

"Get up!"

Zhao Sheng had no intention of taking people down to vent his anger, and besides, these ice girls are poor people who can't help themselves.

"This may be a good opportunity." He thought.

……

It has been more than half a year since Longshou Island fell into the hands of foreign races.The most dangerous stage has long passed, and as the resistance forces are gradually wiped out, the situation on the island is becoming more and more stable day by day.

After half a year, a new situation has formed on Longshou Island.

For the demonic heretic forces that are deeply suppressed by the righteous forces headed by the Star God Palace, the sea monster tide is a once-in-a-century feast, and it is also the best time to make waves and improve their strength.

The Spirit Race is not as tyrannical and brainless as Ba Haizhang, nor is it arrogant and conceited like Jiaolong.

The Spirit Race understands that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, so they have made great efforts to win over the evil demons and heretics. Every time during the sea monster tide, they will open the door to the demon monks. As long as they do not fight back, the demon monks will be able to "occupy Areas are often unimpeded.

This has been the case for thousands of years.

Therefore, the Spirit Race can be said to have full credibility and an excellent image in the eyes of demons and heretics.

At this time, countless demon cultivators emerged from various hidden places in the Broken Star Sea, and rushed to Longshou Island to participate in the once-in-a-century grand gathering of demons.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng dressed up in disguise, wearing a hooded gown, and appeared outside a temporary square city jointly formed by demonic forces.

The name of the square city is simple and rude, it is called Wanxianfang, and it was established by the three Nascent Soul-level demonic forces of Shayin Sect, Blood Demon Sect, and Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

Like Wanxianfang, there are three other places on Longshou Island. Except for the largest Hailingfang, which is controlled by people from the Spirit Race, the remaining two places, Ghost City and Demon Cave, are controlled by their ghosts and demons. Two formations.

Wanxianfang was built directly on the ruins of Fangshi near the sea. The earth and stone garbage on the street was emptied, and the dilapidated buildings were bulldozed. Rows of distinctive pavilions with different styles and colorful colors were built directly along the street. Wearing a hooded robe to hide their identities.

Of course, there are also some demons and heretics who show their true faces in arrogance and walk on the street directly and aboveboard.

People who choose to do this are often extremely powerful, and the lowest is the middle and late stage of foundation establishment.

Beyond the palaces and pavilions, there are some simple and solid stone houses and stone buildings built with the technique of turning mud into stone.

Most of these stone houses and stone buildings erected a door banner, flag board and other signboards. Most of the people who come and go between them are in the Qi refining state, and few of them are first-class in building foundations.

A large area of ​​tents was simply propped up outside the square city, and the tents were rolling up and down, and all kinds of weird and strange demon cultivators kept getting in and out, making it very lively.

And the least popular casual cultivator can only choose to lay out a piece of furoshiki outside the square city, and put herbs, bones, ores, animal skins, talismans, ancient scrolls and broken magic weapons on it, and a bunch of scattered things , mixed together to sell.

It's as hard as climbing the sky to find leaks in this kind of burden room!

Outside Fangshi, Zhao Sheng only glanced at it, and then walked through the dazzling but disorganized casual repair market.

He came to the entrance of Wanxianfang, paid the entry tax for a low-grade spirit stone, and walked into Wanxianfang smoothly.

(End of this chapter)