To cultivate immortality, one must have good luck

"What? What my father means is that Young Master Bingpo, who is in the foundation-building realm, can threaten his father, who is in the ghost spirit realm!" Wen Hongzhu exclaimed when he heard this, with a look of horror in his eyes.

His father is the strongest man in Quanzhou, with the strength of Youjing.

In the Tianqi Dynasty, that was a level that could reach the stage.

However, his father said that Kong Jiang, who was in the foundation-building realm, could threaten him?

Palace Master Wen didn't respond, and turned his gaze back to the center of the energy oscillation with a solemn expression.

The answer has been given in the place where a dragon and a tiger are fighting each other.

puff! The two energies competed in the void, and it ended with the white dragon being more powerful.

The cold ice and snow power shattered the white tiger's protective barrier and poured into the white tiger's body.

The demonic white tiger body, which was several hundred feet long, was blown away for several miles by the bombardment of the snow dragon. Its fur fell off and was torn away with shocking blood stains.

He seemed to have been seriously injured.

"That witch cultivator is the ghost spirit."

"This Young Master Bingpo seems to have used a secret method to push his strength to the point of being naked." Looking at the white tiger bleeding in the void, Wen Mansion Master responded to his daughter with a forced and calm voice, and was convinced. What he just said.

Kong Ji could hurt the Youjing shaman cultivator, and he could also hurt Youjing himself.

Wen Hongzhu looked at the blood stains on the white tiger's body and was also silent.

Although she considers herself to be exceptionally talented, she is also arrogant.

All those arrogances at the moment seemed worthless in front of this young man.

While he was still working hard to break through to the realm of ascending the wheel, young men of the same age as himself were already able to crush the powerful ghost spirits.

On the other side, Kong Ji did not give the ghost wizard Xiu Ze any chance to breathe.

The moment he was blasted away, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"While he is sick, he will die!"

He held the dragon spring sound created by Lei Zun for him and took a step in the void.

boom! The high-spirited momentum burst out from Kong Ji's body.

Then comes step two.

boom! The momentum was superimposed, and the air waves formed caused Kong Ji's usually neatly combed black hair to dance all over the sky.

With every step he took, the aura entangled in his body increased.

Take seven steps in a row.

Kong Ji's pressure was already erupting like a volcano, as dazzling as the sun in the dark night.

Palace Master Wen, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, turned pale.

As for Wen Hongzhu, she was directly injured by the momentum, her face turned pale, she couldn't help spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and she was feeling depressed.

Palace Master Wen quickly protected his daughter behind him and looked at the young man with wild black hair and wild eyes who looked completely different from the normal one. He exclaimed: "Throwing your body into the halberd is such a terrifying move. ', What a terrible boy!"

As for the powerful ghost spirit who was repulsed by the first halberd, his face changed wildly in the vast ocean-like momentum, and finally turned pale.

Looking at the young man who kept approaching him, he felt a sense of powerlessness and deep fear in his heart.

"I can't beat him!"

"escape!"

Kong Zhen's vast power has destroyed all the confidence of this powerful ghost spirit, and now he actually has no courage to resist.

After a scream, the white tiger quickly retreated to escape the void.

However, Kong Jiang would not give him this opportunity.

"Destroy the city!" With Kong Zhi's clear voice, the word "Destroy the City" resounded in the air.

Kong Ji's body disappeared in a burst of spiritual energy.

An even bigger white dragon rose into the sky where Kong Ji disappeared.

It was covered in pure white dragon scales, lifelike, its dragon body filled the sky, its eyes were full of coldness, and it soared towards the white tiger trying to escape through the air.

The huge coercion swept across all directions with the movement of the snow dragon, pressing on the huge body of the white tiger.

The movement that caused it to escape was stalled.

Under the threat of death, the fear in Bai Hu's eyes has been replaced by madness.

Looking at the white dragon that was carrying the wind and snow, it looked like it was frantically using its last trump card.

"White Tiger Nether Transformation!"

Ouch! The white tiger roared into the sky, creating sound waves visible to the naked eye.

Its pure white hair turned into blood as it roared wantonly.

The bloody energy with bloodthirsty and crazy energy vibrated from the body that had turned into a blood tiger.

At this time, the white tiger seemed to have lost his mind, leaving only the madness of killing.

It forgot its fear and turned to face the white dragon.

In the void, the two giant beasts, the white dragon and the blood tiger, were approaching quickly, and they had not yet formally confronted each other.

The white dragon's momentum and the blood tiger's bloody energy had collided first and then together.

hum! ! !

The two majestic energies are like two meteors. In the void where their energies meet, they sputter out ripples of energy that sweep across all directions.

The sky and the earth were affected.

The clouds scattered in the sky, and the earth covered with hoarfrost was torn into ravines by the energy.

"Not good!" Palace Master Wen's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he said to Wen Hongzhu at a very fast speed: "This witch cultivator is already fighting for his life, and he has used methods that consume his lifespan. The winner is the winner." One blow here.”

After saying this, before his daughter could say anything, he had already grabbed her shoulders and backed away quickly.

He was able to survive the energy aftermath unharmed, but what he was afraid of was what would happen to his daughter.

Almost at the moment Palace Master Wen and his daughter pulled away and retreated.

"Roar!" The snow dragon transformed by Kong Ji opened his mouth and burst into bursts of dragon roars, blasting a gap with the bloody energy of the blood tiger.

Then the dragon body followed the gap and penetrated.

Continuously crushing the bloody energy blocking the front, he finally approached the Blood Tiger and swung his claw towards the latter.

The white tiger also slapped its claws and rushed forward madly.

Bang!

Blood-colored energy and frost-white spiritual power intertwined in the void where dragon claws and tiger claws collided.

"Broken!" accompanied by a clear voice.

In the collision between the two energies, the white dragon finally gained the upper hand.

The vast aura gathered on Kong Zhen's body directly crushed the bloody energy spreading around the white tiger.

Even the white tiger's claws couldn't bear the strength of the white dragon, and one of its forelimbs exploded.

"Impossible!" Under the severe pain, the madness in Bai Hu's eyes finally dissipated, revealing humanized fear. His trump card was actually broken so easily.

But now he has no chance to escape.

In horror, the last thing he saw was Bai Long's ferocious mouth.

puff!

The white tiger's head was swallowed by the white dragon in one gulp and then pulled.

The entire head was torn off.

The bloody energy of the headless tiger body quickly disappeared, and then rapidly shrank in size, turning into a headless corpse of a witch cultivator, falling from the void.

The entangled energy around him also slowly dissipated due to the defeat of the witch cultivator.

The world finally regained its clarity.

The center of the battlefield where the spiritual power gradually subsided.

After Xuelong killed Houbaihu, he also transformed into Kongji again.

Now he is standing in the void, holding the bodyless head of the sorcerer, his eyes like lightning.

The magnificent aura suppressed Palace Master Wen and Wen Hongzhu, who were already far away, and did not dare to get closer. "He won!" Wen Hongzhu looked at the young man in black from a distance.

Today, Kong Zhen is no longer as easy-going as when he saw him a few days ago. His eyes are cold, and his handsome face is even more charming in the wind and snow.

Wen Hongzhu's face was still pale, which was the result of her being accidentally injured by Kong Ji's aura.

However, she seemed to have forgotten about her injury, and whispered in an inaudible voice: "He killed a ghost spirit!"

With foundation building cultivation, he went against the odds and killed the powerful ghost spirit who was two realms higher than himself.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would have thought it was a fantasy when you heard Hongzhu.

Palace Master Wen tried his best to hide the shock in his eyes, looked at Kong Ji's figure, and said, "It is rumored that Mr. Bingpo is an expert in archery and Taoism. I never thought that all the monks in Tianqi would be deceived by him."

As he spoke, he looked at the long halberd held by Kong Xian that seemed to be flowing with water waves.

"This halberd is his true strength."

It seemed that Kong Jiang only used three moves to kill this ghost spirit.

In fact, every step is included in his calculations.

First use Dapeng to attract the attention of the ghost spirit.

Then use the moon wheel seal when making a sneak attack with arrows to upgrade your cultivation to the middle stage of embryonic light.

An arrow caught the ghost shaman cultivator off guard.

Then he took advantage of the situation to get closer and swung the two halberds with all his strength.

Every time he made a move, it was Kong Jiang's full strength, leaving no room for error.

That's why he could kill a powerful ghost spirit so smoothly.

In fact, with the last halberd, the powerful Youjing man had a chance to escape, but was frightened by Kong Ji's momentum, resorted to desperate measures, and lost his mind.

That's why it can be left behind.

"The Youjing is nothing more than that." Thinking of this, Kong Zhi slowly lowered his head and looked at the head of the powerful Youjing man in his hand.

With the strength of a ghost spirit, even if his head is chopped off, he still has a moment of life.

He still has one breath left.

That gloomy face glared at Kong Ji, his eyes full of resentment as he said his last words before his death: "You can't run away, not one of you can run away!"

"I don't need you to worry about it anymore." Kong Zhi said with a cold expression in the corner of his mouth. He held the strong ghost spirit's palm and the frost spiritual power vibrated, freezing his head into an ice sculpture, extinguishing his last chance of survival.

After doing all this, Kong Jiang did not go to see Palace Master Wen and his daughter.

Then he looked at the remaining two fetal light shaman cultivators in the field.

One of them was injured by Zaifu Qiaoqiao's venom, and most of his head was melted.

After Zaifu was rescued by Dapeng Qiaoqiao, he also fell headlong into the mountains and grass covered with hoarfrost, his life and death unknown.

The remaining person was shocked by Kong Zhen's terrifying momentum when Kong Zhen and the powerful Youjing took action.

Holding the sound of Longquan in his hand and using the Moon Wheel Seal, Kong Ji raised his aura to the extreme. Even Master Wen, who was a ghost spirit, and the ghost spirit shaman cultivator were frightened.

Not to mention his little baby.

He didn't even have the courage to take action, and could only watch as Kong Ji and the powerful ghost spirits from his tribe decided the winner.

Until Kong Zhen lifted the head of the powerful Youjing man and looked at him.

This embryonic light shaman cultivator just woke up from a dream,

"He killed Elder Puwen!"

The fetal light shaman cultivator looked at the head of the powerful ghost spirit, and all his fear was ignited in an instant.

In shock, he used his own life-saving means without hesitation, and his blood and essence burned crazily.

The saber-toothed tiger body he transformed into was instantly ignited by flames.

call out! In this state, he burst out with astonishing speed, turned into a meteor in the night sky, and shot out, trying to escape from here.

There was not only Kong Ji in the field, but also Master Wen, who was in the Youjing realm.

Why can't we let him escape?

"Hmph!" Palace Master Wen snorted coldly, with spiritual energy rolling around him, about to take action.

Just when he was about to make a move, Kong Zhen's next move made him look thoughtful, and then he withdrew the accumulated spiritual power and said secretly: "Let's see what this Young Master Bingpo can do."

Above the void, the sound of Longquan was put away by Kong Zhen, and now what he was holding between his hands was a ferocious bow.

The evil spirit remaining on the bow is astonishing, making it look like a top-quality magical weapon.

The arrows outlined with black mysterious patterns were slowly placed on the bowstring by Kong Zhi.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry to draw the bow, but calmly looked at the direction in which the fetal light monk whose whole body was burning was escaping, with a mocking look on his lips: "It's too slow."

After getting used to the speed of Dapeng, the speed of the monks in the Ascension Wheel Realm was too slow in Kong Ji's opinion.

Brother Taiguang flew so far away that he didn't even feel the pursuit from behind. He thought that Kong Ji had just let him go.

"The evil star didn't come after me!" He breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

Buzz! The sound of bowstrings ringing in his ears.

He only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his smile immediately froze on his face.

The witch cultivator slowly lowered his head and saw a hideous blood hole appearing on his chest in shock.

The arrow escaped from the void and pierced his body in an instant.

The next moment, the Yinxu Arrow Intent erupted from the wound.

His body transformed into a saber-toothed tiger, and gradually turned into nothingness under the silent gazes of Palace Master Wen and his daughter.

Kill the fetal light with one arrow.

Not even the ghost spirit can dodge Kong Ji's arrows.

How could he avoid being exposed?

"There are two peerless geniuses from Wudong. I, Tianqi, am afraid that only the current crown prince and the second prince can compare with me." Palace Master Wen, who had witnessed the normal battle of Kong Ji, had an extremely complicated expression.

Let him change identities with Kong Zhi, and with his Youjing strength, he may not be able to win so easily.

The young man in front of him was only as old as his daughter.

As he said to himself, Palace Master Wen caught a glimpse of his daughter out of the corner of his eye.

Wen Hongzhu stared blankly in the direction of Kong Ji, not knowing what to think.

This scene made Palace Master Wen frown. He, who was always stern, said to his daughter in a rare soft tone: "Hongzhu, you saw little friend Kong Zhi fighting today. It is a blessing and a misfortune."

"There are only two or three people in this region who are as bright as the sun."

"Don't be tempted to compare."

"You should take this as your example and be diligent and diligent."

Wen Hongzhu is the daughter of Palace Master Wen, and Palace Master Wen knows her temper very well.

Wen Hongzhu was probably shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

Now is the critical moment to break through the ascending wheel, but she cannot let her lose her spirit.

Palace Master Wen knows how to teach children, and Wen Hongzhu was indeed hit hard by this battle.

After hearing what the Palace Master said, he just nodded silently without making a sound.

Just looking at Kong Zhen's eyes, there is deep complexity hidden in it.

As a disciple of Tianquan Sword Sect, Wen Hongzhu, like most disciples of the sect, is chasing one goal.

That is the little sword fairy Zhu Wenyuan.

But after seeing what happened today, she had a ridiculous idea. She felt that Zhu Wenyuan might not be the opponent of this young master Bingpo.

"This is the real genius. What kind of genius am I?" Wen Hongzhu, who had always been called a genius by Quanzhou monks, thought mockingly to himself. (End of chapter)