Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 31 Blood on the Street (Second Update, please collect)

Xiangzhou City looked a bit bleak under the night, and the deserted streets looked particularly deserted.

After deliberately dressing up, Wang Jinglong entered Xiangzhou City quietly.

Even though he knew that the Zhang family probably had set up a net in the city, he still came here resolutely.

If he wanted to go further in his cultivation, Wang Jinglong had to obtain the Little Star Crystal.

Only with the Little Star Crystal can Wang Jinglong's spirit pattern be improved, and it can be guaranteed that his strength will improve again in less than two months.

After all, among the cultivators who participated in the Qingguo Spiritual Path Trial, many of them had reached the eighth level of spiritual veins.

If he met these people, the current Wang Jinglong would not have the power to fight at all, and Wang Jinglong's goal is not just to pass the spiritual path test, he breaks into the top [-] in the spiritual path trial ranking.

Only when the ranking reaches the top [-] can he be qualified to enter the "Little Spirit Mountain" in the spiritual road to find a cultivation method he urgently needs.

That is the technique of the third round of "Nine Turns of the Holy Spirit Jue"!
300 years ago, this exercise was still widely praised in the Tianling Continent.

But 300 years later, in this southern border, it is no longer spread like that.

So much so that after searching many ancient books, Wang Jinglong found out that there might be a third round of the nine-turn Holy Spirit Art in the 'Little Spirit Mountain'.

Strength, right now, is what Wang Jinglong urgently needs to improve.

Suddenly, an overwhelming spiritual pressure rushed towards his face. Wherever the spiritual pressure went, the lanterns hanging beside the street were instantly extinguished. In the blink of an eye, Wang Jinglong was enveloped by this spiritual pressure, making it difficult to move.

"This is a cultivator at the peak of the Spiritual Realm!"

Wang Jinglong felt a sense of fear spontaneously. After his rebirth, only a few people he knew had such strength, and these few people had no reason to attack him, except
Zhang Mingcheng!
Wang Jinglong thought that he had already disguised himself quite perfectly, why did the other party find him when he just entered the city.

A moment later, a majestic man exuding a terrifying aura walked out from the shadow of the street, looking at Wang Jinglong with hatred on his face.

"It really is a cunning little fox!"

Zhang Mingcheng's movements were extremely fast, so fast that Wang Jinglong was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye. In an instant, he was in front of Wang Jinglong, and suddenly slapped the latter's shoulder.

There was no way to avoid it, the mighty palm wind and the fierce spiritual pressure all hit Wang Jinglong's body.

After quickly paddling backward for nearly ten meters, Wang Jinglong's body was able to stop, his entire face began to flush, and the black bamboo hat he was wearing was also knocked off at this moment, scattered aside.

"It's really good to be able to keep standing after being slapped by me!"

The hatred in Zhang Mingcheng's eyes didn't halve, but became a little more curious, "You pretended well, but your whereabouts were exposed after all."

"Is it because of Liu Xingyan?"

Wang Jinglong's face turned cold, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"My Zhang family's special medicinal powder is colorless and odorless, and it is passed on to the skin through clothing, enough to last for seven days!"

Zhang Mingcheng looked a little complacent, this kind of medicinal powder is indeed an excellent thing for tracking.

No wonder Wang Jinglong had put on new clothes from head to toe, and made many disguises, but he was still discovered.

The dark blue spiritual power burst out of Wang Jinglong's body immediately, the first turn of "Nine Turns of the Holy Spirit Jue" was opened immediately, and the phantom of the ice mysterious python roared crazily behind him.

"It's no wonder that Xuer died at your hands. It's a pity that he can achieve such achievements in his cultivation at such a young age. He will die at my hands today."

Smiling coldly, Zhang Mingcheng raised his left hand to condense a terrifying spiritual power, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he casually slapped towards Wang Jinglong.

As soon as the ice mysterious python condensed by Wang Jinglong came into contact with Zhang Mingcheng's palm wind, it instantly turned into nothingness.

The next moment, the group of spiritual power he condensed on the surface seemed to dissipate rapidly, and his body was blown away again.

On the ground, Wang Jinglong's viscera twitched for a while, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and he propped himself on the ground with one hand, his eyes were red.

With just one move, Wang Jinglong was defeated so thoroughly.

Wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, breathing heavily, Wang Jinglong had no strength to fight anymore.

"It seems that the spirit art you cultivated seems to be extremely extraordinary. With the strength of the fifth level of the spirit vein, you can still stay awake after receiving this blow."

The curiosity in Zhang Mingcheng's eyes became stronger, "To be honest, I really can't bear to send you on your way so soon, why not."

Before the words were finished, Zhang Mingcheng waved his hand, and a more terrifying spiritual pressure immediately appeared between the heaven and the earth. Under this spiritual pressure, an extremely strong suction force was generated.

In the next moment, Wang Jinglong's body slowly flew towards Zhang Mingcheng like a falling leaf, his whole body was not under Wang Jinglong's control at all.

Zhang Mingcheng grabbed Wang Jinglong's throat, and slowly increased his strength, "Tell me, who are you, maybe, I can give you a good time!"

As the strength in Zhang Mingcheng's hands continued to increase, Wang Jinglong felt that his breathing became more and more difficult, his face suddenly turned pale, and his mind was filled with a sense of suffocation.

"Are you going to use the power in the holy spirit world again?"

The feeling of suffocation became more and more intense, and Wang Jinglong was ready to use the power in the holy spirit world again.

This place is located in the south of Xiangzhou City, not far from many businesses and restaurants, if you use the power of the Holy Spirit Heaven and Earth, the consequences will be quite worrying.

Once Wang Jinglong's heaven-defying means are revealed to the public, maybe he will have to return to the Holy Spirit Heaven and Earth to be rebuilt again. As for when he can be reborn again, he may be wiped out because of this.

The last time he used the power of the Holy Spirit Heaven and Earth almost brought him a near-suicidal end, Wang Jinglong really had lingering fears about it.

Wang Jinglong is also persisting, until the last moment, he will not easily use the power in the Holy Spirit Heaven and Earth.

"Speak out, I will let you die quickly!"

A trace of impatience appeared on Zhang Mingcheng's face, and he might cut Wang Jinglong's neck at any time.

A trace of berserk power was rolling in the sea of ​​qi, and Wang Jinglong was ready to use the power in the Holy Spirit Heaven and Earth at any time.

Kaka!

The bones in Wang Jinglong's neck began to make a slight sound, his rapid breathing seemed to stop at any moment, and his face was as white as a sheet of paper.

A cold light suddenly appeared in the dark night, with a strong gust of wind coming from far to near, the target pointed directly at Zhang Mingcheng's right hand holding Wang Jinglong.

This cold light appeared very abruptly, until the coldness hit, Zhang Mingcheng had to immediately abandon Wang Jinglong in his hand, avoiding this cold light quite dangerously.

Without restraint, Wang Jinglong sat slumped on the ground, sucking in the air.

The timing of this cold glow was really just right, if it was one more breath at night, Wang Jinglong might use the power of the Holy Spirit Heaven and Earth again.

The cold glow was blown away by Zhang Mingcheng, and several black shadows gathered from all directions, quickly rushed to Wang Jinglong, and then overlapped together to form an old man with gray hair, quickly dragging Wang Jinglong a hundred meters away .

"Mi Tianfeng! Are you impatient?"

Seeing clearly the people who appeared after these phantoms overlapped, Zhang Mingcheng's face was full of anger, and he was about to strike immediately.

(End of this chapter)