Master of Hongjun

"You don't want to teach me a lesson here. Do you want me to be arrested without a fight, and to hand over my huge foundation of Panlong Mountain to others is called self-defense? When will it be your turn to jump in here, a clown like you? Get out of here. If you croak again, I can't say that I will kill you!" Zu Long was furious at what the man said, and he was so angry that he kicked his feet hard.

A wave of cyan air centered on the Zulong, pressed towards the group cultivators in a circular arc.

Such a mighty air wave instantly forced the group of cultivators to retreat dozens of miles before resisting the pressure. Since then, no one dared to intervene casually.

The only thing is that the ancestor of Wuji stood firmly on the spot without wavering.

Zu Long nodded approvingly, "Fellow Daoists really have some brushes!"

Zulong's move was not intended to hurt people, but to prepare to clear the field, to drive those noisy and useless people to a distance, and to clear the field for the battle with Wuji Patriarch.

Even so, this cyan wave contained Zulong's understanding of the Tao. Even if Zulong only exerted a third of his strength, it could be used by a quasi-sage.

Apparently Ancestor Wuji carried it, and carried it very easily, Zulong was very happy, only such an opponent would be interesting to fight, if Ancestor Wuji couldn't even withstand this random blow, Zulong would lose desire to continue fighting.

"Thank you fellow daoist for your praise, I'm ashamed of being a poor daoist." Ancestor Wuji's expression remained unchanged, neither humble nor overbearing, "You can see clearly that the poor daoist has made a move."

Ancestor Wuji gave a reminder in a low voice, rubbed his palms together, and a treasure appeared in the flash of light in his palms.Patriarch Wuji groaned, sacrificed the magic weapon in his hand, and threw it at Zulong.

Ancestor Wuji's weapons were earlier in simple and simple shapes, like swords but not swords, like knives but not knives, very peculiar.The whole weapon is like a tumbling electric snake, appearing and disappearing among the clouds, flipping and moving, and shooting straight at the Zulong, the castration is as fast as lightning and flint.

"That's right, wouldn't it be quicker to do it earlier!" Zulong laughed loudly, and silently recited the secret words of the Taoist sect, his body didn't know how to move, and a layer of protective energy appeared on his body surface.

"Crack!" The Electric Snake was about to reach Zulong's gate, and blocked it. Suddenly, a dark black spear flew diagonally to block the Electric Snake's castration.

"It's such a weird attack style that I can't grasp the direction of attack. I have to say, your ability is very strong!" Not only did Zu Long not show the slightest fear, but he was extremely excited and his momentum exploded.

"Go!" Zulong secretly exerted force, and the blue aura of the gun body of the Devouring God Exploded, and the hard gun body suddenly became indescribably soft, and the tail of the gun twisted strangely, shooting down the electric snake in one fell swoop.

Patriarch Wuji saw that his magic weapon returned in vain, he knew that if he didn't show some real skills today, it might be very difficult to win, otherwise it would be a big embarrassment.Hearing his roar, his whole body burst into light, lightning flashed, electric snakes flew, and his whole body exuded a powerful pressure, as if the ancient god of thunder had been reborn.

The aura exuded by Patriarch Wuji frightened a group of monks who were watching by, they were all secretly guessing who this person was, and why no one knew why he had such a high level of cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist, pay attention!" Ancestor Wuji roared like a blind bull with all his strength, and rushed towards Zulong like a fired shell.

Patriarch Wuji attained the Dao for the first thunder and lightning that opened the sky, his body was transformed from thunder and lightning, so he is extremely powerful.The hardness of his body is comparable to that of ordinary ancestor witches.

Seeing that the ancestor Wuji directly attacked with his body, Zu Long laughed loudly and said, "Well, that's really interesting. It's as good as you want to compare with Lao Tzu's body!" Devouring the gun, he shook his body, and pieces of muscle the size of bricks tore through his coat.

"Just use your means, let's see how much surprise you can give me today!!" Zu Long laughed loudly, swung his casserole-sized fist, and slammed into Patriarch Wuji head-on.

Both of them are masters with strong physical bodies. They have always been proud of their own physical strength.

Just listening to the sound of "Peng", there was a sound like the sound of gold and iron, the two bodies that had just touched in the air, they were separated immediately after touching, and they flew in different directions, their speed was faster than the speed when they collided .

Two streams of silver streaked across the sky in an instant.