Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 67 The Battle Across the Illusion (I, Hu Han Sanfei, Are Here!)

As soon as he entered the holy dragon illusion, several strange spiritual pressures swept towards Wang Jinglong at the same time, instantly fixing Wang Jinglong's figure in the first illusion.

With the gradual increase of these spiritual pressures, Wang Jinglong gradually felt that these spiritual pressures were vaguely filling Wang Jinglong's limbs, bones, internal organs and six internal organs.

After a while, Wang Jinglong felt that his heartbeat was involuntarily accelerating slowly, and his breathing also gradually became rapid.

"Is this the Holy Dragon Illusion, one of the holy places for cultivation in the Holy Dragon Spirit Academy? It is indeed an excellent training place for training low-level disciples."

Feeling a sense of dizziness in his mind, Wang Jinglong exhaled forcefully, and the discomfort was expelled from his body in the blink of an eye.

Walking forward slowly, Wang Jinglong felt that the speed of his heartbeat gradually accelerated as he went deeper.

Naturally, such an illusion couldn't hinder Wang Jinglong too much, but his current strength was limited, so he could only walk forward slowly.

"Ah, damn it, it's just one move away, just one move away, I'm not reconciled"

Along the way, Wang Jinglong has already met many people who challenged their opponents in this illusion and were beheaded due to a small gap, and his figure disappeared in this illusion.

"Sure enough, there are quite a few disciples who come here to practice. It is a good way to improve your own strength by fighting with all your strength, and to reflect your shortcomings in the battle with failure."

The figure in front of him floated, and there were many shrill voices, Wang Jinglong also had a clear understanding of this illusion.

"I thought Junior Brother Wang would come later?"

Not long after, Wang Jinglong found Zhuo Jun in the central area of ​​the first illusion.

"It seems that Junior Brother Wang's adaptability is pretty good!"

Zhuo Jun looked at Wang Jinglong whose footsteps were a bit unsteady, and there was a flash of joy in his eyes.

In his opinion, Wang Jinglong's first visit to this illusion must have consumed a lot of spiritual power to successfully find his place.

Now that the time and place are right and people are right, he already has everything, no matter how outstanding Wang Jinglong's combat power is, he still doesn't have much chance of winning.

"Are you ready for the [-] spiritual points I want?"

Asked lightly, Wang Jinglong's eyes shrank imperceptibly, because at this moment, the silhouette of a pair of armor appeared faintly inside Zhuo Jun's clothes.

Originally, the opponent's strength was stronger than his own, but at this time he even prepared a set of armor. It seemed that the Dayi Gang still attached great importance to him.

It's just that what Wang Jinglong couldn't figure out was whether the misunderstanding between him and Xiao Xiu'er was really just a misunderstanding, or whether it was intentional by the Dayi Gang.

What made him even more confused was that it was Xiao Xiu'er who had the conflict with him, but it was Zhuo Jun who came forward to solve the problem in the end.

Even if Zhuo Jun was ordered to protect Xiao Xiu'er, it seemed unreasonable for the other party to be so courteous.

"If you defeat me, the [-] spirit points will naturally be sent to the younger brother."

Zhuo Jun showed a faint smile, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

The sooner he starts, Zhuo Jun will have more chances of winning. Once Wang Jinglong fully adapts to the restless spiritual pressure in the illusion, he will miss the good opportunity at that time.

Waves of strong spiritual power emerged from Zhuo Jun's body, and the pale yellow spiritual pressure immediately swept across this first layer of illusion.

"It seems that Zhuo Jun still has some strength."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Wang Jinglong stepped back half a step.

The spiritual pressure in the central area of ​​the first floor is much more manic than in the outer area of ​​the illusion, and the influence on him has also increased suddenly, and he still needs some time to adapt to this illusion.

It doesn't mean how strong the spiritual pressure here is, but these spiritual pressures are mixed together, always lingering around Wang Jinglong's body, which greatly restrains his performance.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Zhuo Jun didn't give Wang Jinglong too much time to prepare, and after gaining enough momentum, he directly made moves to entangle Wang Jinglong.

Wang Jinglong's reaction was also extremely fast, without the slightest hesitation, his palm prints flew, regardless of the influence of the illusion on him, he met the opponent's attack.

The two figures suddenly accelerated in the first layer of illusion, and charged at each other with the surrounding spiritual power.

Not long after, the hundred moves were done, but the two were evenly divided, and neither of them could gain the slightest advantage.

And Wang Jinglong also gradually grasped the law of the fluctuation of spiritual pressure here during the battle, and his moves became more and more smooth.

"It seems that Junior Brother Wang's title of No. [-] in the spiritual path really deserves it, but it's a pity that I'm still stronger than Senior Brother."

As soon as the words were closed, the aura on Zhuo Jun's body suddenly increased sharply, causing the spiritual power in the first illusion to start rolling under his traction.

The pale yellow spiritual power slowly permeated the area, and the other D-level disciples in the illusion immediately stopped to watch the changes in the illusion.

"Are there any Class C disciples who lowered their strength and came here to bully the new disciples?"

"Hey, I don't know which new disciple accepted the old disciple's challenge in such an unreasonable manner."

"Forget it, let's put aside the challenge between you and me for now, let's observe the battle between the two of you first?"

"Right on my mind!"

Enveloped by the light yellow spiritual power, Zhuo Jun stood in the air, and there was a touch of sternness in his eyes. The rolling spiritual pressure invaded the surroundings, making the space slowly turbulent.

At this time, Zhuo Jun had already volatilized his strength to the limit that the first illusion could bear, and his aura was extremely tyrannical.

"go with!"

A huge earth thorn of spiritual power was condensed by Zhuo Jun, and in a blink of an eye, it burst out suddenly, pointing directly at Wang Jinglong's gate of life.

Without moving his body, Wang Jinglong raised his right palm slightly, the blue spiritual power suddenly appeared, and the huge palm print appeared, blocking all the attacks from Zhuo Jun.

The two powerful spiritual powers were intertwined, and several shock waves of spiritual power burst out in the first illusion, forcing the disciples standing around to use their spiritual power to stop their receding bodies.

"Who is that person? He obviously only has the strength of the late stage of the seventh level of spiritual veins, but with one hand, he can hit an attack that is not inferior to the late stage of the eighth level of spiritual veins."

"Among the new disciples, is there such a fierce man? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"If this person is really a new disciple, I am afraid that only that person has such combat power."

"You mean Wang Jinglong?"

"I'm afraid that apart from him, no one would dare to fight against a Grade C disciple!"

Seeing that Wang Jinglong took such a fierce attack lightly with one hand, Zhuo Jun's expression became extremely ugly, "I should have invited this Wang Jinglong to the second illusion."

Neither of them was going all out, and although their spiritual power attacks were not weak, it was just that there was no tendency to win.

"Junior Brother Wang, I don't know if you are interested in going to the second floor of the illusion with Senior Brother to fight with all your strength."

After fighting for a while, Zhuo Jun already understood that unless one of them exhausted his spiritual power first, the outcome would be hard to tell. After withdrawing his move, he asked Wang Jinglong.

"I wish for it!" The corners of Wang Jinglong's mouth rose slightly, and Wang Jinglong nodded slightly towards Zhuo Jun.

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