Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm

Chapter 602
"Level nine peak!"

An elder stood on the deck, looking at the figure floating in the distance, with a serious expression on his face.

Obviously, the old man in front of him is not a secret apostle, but he has the strength of a nine-level peak apostle.

In the Jiuji Xuantian Great Secret Realm, because there are many sects and practice is popular, many natives have the strength not weaker than the apostles of the secret realm, but many people are still accustomed to using the level of apostles to divide the strength of the practice world.

"Hmph, no wonder you are so arrogant. You recognized my Wanfazong's Xukun Flying Boat and dared to attack. Obviously, you didn't take our Wanfazong seriously!"

"For these wilderness areas, we are still too laissez-faire. This year's Yu Lan hunting will be held in the Wild Monster Mountain Range."

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The few elders on the deck were only at the peak strength of level seven, but they all showed disdain in the face of the old man who was at the peak of level nine.

Several true disciples had retreated to the deck, but two of them were accidentally injured by the venom spewed by the double-headed monster while retreating, and one of them was only slightly injured, with a small burn on his back. Area, clean it up and take a few detoxification pills.

But the other person was seriously injured. The entire left arm was burned by the venom, leaving only a black and green stump, which was still dripping poisonous water. Being able to insist on returning to the deck of the airship is already considered willpower Force is strong.

But when he got to the deck, this true disciple also had his eyes darkened and passed out.

An elder's face was ashen, and he swung his sword, and cut off the injured arm of this true disciple, down to the shoulder, and then began to bandage the wound, stuffing a few detoxification pills and healing pills into the disciple's mouth inside.

"Hitting my Wanfa Sect disciple is an unforgivable crime and deserves to be punished!" The elder stood up, his face was gloomy and terrifying. His true disciple lost an arm and his strength was greatly reduced. I'm afraid there is no way to continue to improve the apostle level.

Just when the elder got up and wanted to avenge his disciple, he heard a "bang", and a large cloud of poisonous clouds appeared above the flying boat. After a while, countless green poisonous rains fell and hit the defensive cover of the flying boat. There was a burning sound of "stinging", and the energy of the flying boat's defensive formation dropped rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's a wild cultivator, but there are some tricks!" An elder sneered, pinched his fingers, pointed at the poisonous cloud above the flying boat, and shouted sharply: "Scatter!"

Manxiu is a scornful name given to these monks in remote and wild places by Dazong's disciples, but the elders did not dare to underestimate the poisonous cloud technique he cast, and immediately cast the spell of "clouds disperse and rain stops".

Xu Feng narrowed his eyes. As a high-level Forbidden Curse Mage in his previous life, he naturally knew the spell "Scattering Clouds and Stopping the Rain". Judging by the elder's release technique, he was extremely skilled. Obviously, the level of the spell is quite high, and it is even possible Has reached the full level.

bang~
The poisonous cloud began to roll violently, and the strong wind blew away a small piece of the poisonous cloud. Even the density of the poisonous rain was not as great as before. It was just that after the spell was released, the poisonous cloud that enveloped the flying boat never disappeared. Disperse.

"what?"

There was a look of surprise on the elder's face. His spell was effective, but he didn't make a single effort, which made him feel a little embarrassing.

"The clouds disperse and the rain stops, the clouds disperse and the rain stops, the clouds disperse and the rain stops!"

Casting the spell "Scattering Clouds and Stopping Rain" four times in a row had also consumed a lot on the elder, his face became pale visible to the naked eye, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Four consecutive times of "Spreading Clouds and Stopping Rain" finally had some effect, dispelling most of the poisonous clouds.

There was a sneering smile on the old man Wan Du's face, and with a light wave of his right hand, a poisonous cloud appeared in the sky again, with a wider range and intensity than last time.

"Wan Fazong, that's all!" Elder Wan Du laughed, his eyes full of disdain.

The seventh-level apostle wanted to dispel the mana released by the ninth-level apostle, but it was indeed a bit reluctant.

"A cloud?" Xu Feng looked at the poisonous cloud above his head with a thoughtful look on his face.

Theoretically, celestial phenomena such as wind and cloud belong to the overall planning scope of the atmosphere, and will be controlled by one's own supernatural power - Yuqi, but the specifics still need to be verified.

With a thought, the surrounding air began to be controlled by Xu Feng, and even the spiritual consciousness, which could only spread to about ten meters, seemed to be able to spread to farther places.

The poisonous cloud structure above his head also quickly appeared in Xu Feng's mind. There was no secret at all. It seemed that as long as he thought about it, the poisonous cloud structure would collapse.

"It's interesting..." A smile appeared on the corner of Xu Feng's mouth, which means that as long as it is a spell that involves the field of atmosphere, such as wind, rain, cloud and electricity, Xu Feng can control it, but the degree of control is not the same That's all.

For spells like Fengyun that involve more atmospheric domains, the manipulation will be easier and simpler, while other spells such as rain and thunder involve water and electricity domains, and the manipulation will become more difficult.

"The clouds disperse and the rain stops!" The elder tried his best to run out of mana, and cast the spell again.

puff~
This time, the poisonous cloud above the head, like a deflated ball, collapsed as a gust of wind blew past. After a few breaths, the sky suddenly became clear.

"Hey, that's interesting. As expected of the Wanfazong, there are indeed some tricks!" Elder Wandu showed a look of surprise in his eyes. His Poison Cloud Technique was not an ordinary spell, but a mutated spell "Reign of Blood". The highly poisonous element is added to it, which is equivalent to a compound spell. Not to mention a seventh-level apostle, even if he has reached the peak apostle strength of the ninth level like him, he may not be able to dispel it so easily.

"Hey, Lao Zhang can do it, it's a hard work!"

"Hehe, this Wandu old man has some tricks. This is not an ordinary poisonous cloud technique. It should be a variant of some powerful spell, or a compound spell!"

"Elder Zhang has exploded, hurry up and help Elder Zhang go down and have a rest."

"Elder Zhang consumes too much to counterattack the peak spell of the ninth level with the seventh level."

Elder Zhang who performed "The Clouds Scatter and the Rain Stops" showed a confused look in his eyes.

"This, is this what I dispelled?"

Elder Zhang looked at the clear sky after dispelling, his body couldn't help but soften.

"Old Man Wandu, you've gone too far!" An elder stood up and said with a cold look in his eyes.

Elder Wan Du's face suddenly turned gloomy and cold, staring at everyone on the deck, he said coldly: "This is the Man Yao Mountain Range, not your Wan Fa Sect!"

"I want to pass here, leave your flying boat, otherwise, you will all stay today."

"Hmph, you are a wild cultivator, what qualifications do you have to keep us all here?" The elder said in a deep voice, leaping, flew away from the defensive light curtain of the Xukun flying boat, and stood opposite the Wandu old man in the void.

"Today, I'll let you, a ruthless cultivator, experience the power of Wanfazong!" The elder shouted sharply, "Shen Gang!"

hum~
There was a slight tremor in the air, and an invisible energy emerged from the elder's body.

One floor, two floors, three floors,...

In the end, nine layers of divine energy emerged from this elder, as if wearing nine layers of armor.

Gang Jin not only has a strong defensive power, but it can also increase the attack of this elder. When the nine layers of God Gang are used, it is equivalent to enhancing his attack by nine times, but in terms of attack, this elder is not weaker than the elder. The ninth-level peak apostle.

Elder Wan Du looked at the nine layers of divine energy released by the elder in front of him, and couldn't help sighing: "Wan Fazong, why not change the name to Turtle Sect, because I like to wear layers of tortoise shells on my body. "

"Today I will let you know that no matter how many layers of tortoise shells you put on your body, it is useless to me!"

The elder narrowed his eyes, and said disdainfully: "Who can't speak big words? Watch me blow you up with one punch!"

God is invincible!

With a sharp shout, the muscles all over the elder's body started to swell. After a while, he swelled from a skinny old man to a strong man with bulging muscles.

"Hmph, Elder Shengang is unparalleled in combat power. Although he is only at the peak of level seven, his attack power is comparable to that of a level nine powerhouse." An elder looked at the elder Shengang who had become burly, with a look of envy in his eyes.

The next moment, Elder Shen Gang swung out a fist, the force of the fist was overwhelming, and a low-pitched sonic boom erupted in the air. This punch seemed to punch a hole in the void.

"It's just a fist. If you don't comprehend the meaning of the fist, you're just a paper tiger with a showy air!" Elder Wan Du sneered, "Today I'll let you see what an artistic conception is!"

Boom~
Elder Wan Du's aura suddenly spread out, a cold, murderous aura rushed towards his face.

Elder Shengang punched into the mood of Elder Wandu, his speed suddenly slowed down, like a bug flying into a spider's web, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless.

"Yijing? You, you are..." Elder Shengang's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that he would encounter a ninth-level peak apostle who had mastered Yijing.

"Elder Wan Du has actually mastered the artistic conception?" The expressions of the remaining elders on the deck became serious, and they were no longer as relaxed as before.

"Only when you comprehend the artistic conception at the seventh level, comprehend the field at the eighth level, and comprehend the law at the ninth level, will you have the opportunity to go further!" an elder muttered to himself.

Xu Feng heard it in his ears, his heart moved, and he wanted to ask carefully, but he also knew that this kind of occasion is not suitable for questioning, so he endured it in his heart.

Xu Feng is no stranger to artistic conception. He has seen the battle between high-level apostles in his previous life. If one party has artistic conception, the battle will be very fast, and it will be as devastating as before.

"Thousands of spiders and ten thousand poisonous hands!"

"Bang~"

Elder Shengang seemed to be hit hard, the nine layers of divine energy arranged on his body were smashed to pieces by Elder Wandu, his body was sent flying more than ten feet away, and fell heavily on the deck of the flying boat.

Elder Shen Gang passed out immediately, his clothes on his upper body were torn into pieces, and a black palm print more than an inch deep was deeply embedded in his chest.

Elder Shengang is not the one-stroke enemy of old man Wandu.

"Qudu Dan, quickly help the elder Shengang down!"

At this moment, there were only three elders left on the deck, and they all looked at Old Man Wan Du with serious expressions.

"Hurry up and call Vice Palace Master Qin up." An elder secretly said to his true disciple.

Facing a ninth-level peak powerhouse who has mastered artistic conception, all the elders present were not sure.

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(End of this chapter)