Emperor of the Heavens

Chapter 68 But That's It (20W words, various requests)
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Ling Lie's spiritual pressure pierced Wang Jinglong's face and felt a sharp pain, his heart was also beating fast, and his face began to turn slightly red.

The spiritual pressure of the second level of illusion is far from comparable to that of the first level, which is why the Holy Dragon Spiritual Academy forbids low-level disciples from challenging higher-level disciples.

Directly run the "Nine Turns of the Holy Spirit Jue" to resist the influence of the second-level illusion on him. After a tremor in his body, Wang Jinglong stood firmly in the second-level illusion.

Looking at Wang Jinglong who was in a bit of a panic, Zhuo Jun showed a smug smile on his face.

Although he was very puzzled by Wang Jinglong's willingness to agree to enter this second-level illusion, but after the preliminary contest in the first-level illusion, he had to face the next battle seriously.

"Junior Brother Wang is indeed very powerful. With the strength of the late stage of the seventh level of spiritual veins, he was able to adapt to the illusion here in such a short period of time."

Recalling that it took him two quarters of an hour to stop his swaying body when he entered the second illusion for the first time, Zhuo Jun's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Momentum Wang Jinglong was able to quickly adapt to this second level of illusion, all thanks to "Nine Turns of the Holy Spirit Art", as an ancient miracle, what a mere spiritual pressure is.

The reason why Zhuo Jun was allowed to come to this second-level illusion was that apart from the fact that the two of them could not fight with all their strength on the first level, Wang Jinglong also wanted to know how much his strength had improved after going through the spiritual path trial.

Zhuo Jun in front of him has the strength of the early stage of the ninth level of spiritual veins. It has to be said that this is the ultimate challenge that Wang Jinglong can face now, of course, without using the power of the holy spirit world and the dragon swallowing elephant.

Zhuo Jun's figure suddenly exploded, the sky filled with spiritual power mixed with strong killing intent, several paw prints rushed towards Wang Jinglong, wanting to kill Wang Jinglong in the shortest time.

Invite a new disciple with strength in the late stage of the seventh level of the spiritual vein to enter the second-level illusion to fight. Even if he wins, Zhuo Jun will not be praised, but will be ridiculed and even ridiculed.

In order to avoid this from happening, he could only gain some improvement by defeating Wang Jinglong in a very short period of time.

The paw prints were flying, Wang Jinglong did not dare to be careless, his body retreated extremely quickly, avoiding Zhuo Jun's fierce attack dangerously.

While retreating, Wang Jinglong released his spiritual power to the extreme, and his figure suddenly became a little illusory, which made Zhuo Jun's every move end in failure.

At this moment, Zhuo Juncai discovered that apart from his extraordinary combat power, Wang Jinglong's control over spiritual power had surpassed him by several realms.

At this moment, the reason why Wang Jinglong was able to easily dodge his attack was because Wang Jinglong actually controlled the movement law of part of the spiritual pressure in the illusion, thereby speeding up the speed of dodging.

Such a talent is really terrifying!

The next moment, Wang Jinglong, who had turned into a phantom, slapped Zhuo Jun's chest straight.

"Tear the wind claw!"

Seeing Wang Jinglong's blue palm gradually enlarged in his pupils, Zhuo Jun leaned back, and the paw prints all over the sky burst out when Wang Jinglong's palm was about to hit.

Bang!
The wind of the palm collided with the strength of the claws, and the two figures retreated almost simultaneously.

"It seems that I still underestimate you. I thought that you agreed to come to this second-level illusion just because of impulsiveness. I didn't expect your combat power to be so tyrannical."

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of Zhuo Jun's eyes, he knew very well in his heart that if his reaction was a little slower just now, he might have been injured by now.

"Next, Junior Brother Wang may have to be more careful!"

The pale yellow spiritual power rose instantly, and the terrifying spiritual pressure roared out like a gust of wind, forcing Wang Jinglong's body to recede.

Wang Jinglong didn't dare to hold back the slightest bit, the azure blue spiritual power suddenly appeared, and the blue dragon hovered above his head, and after a roar, he looked down at Zhuo Jun below.

The whistling wind suddenly broke out in the blink of an eye, and Zhuo Jun's aura also began to climb at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it reached the peak.

He wants to kill Wang Jinglong with a domineering attack, leave an indelible memory for Wang Jinglong, and at the same time maintain the reputation of the Dayi Gang.

The paw prints all over the sky exploded again, and the power brought by each paw print was so tyrannical and extremely sharp.

However, Wang Jinglong, who was under his full strength, was not afraid of these paw prints, and moved forward slightly, allowing the paw prints to attack the blue dragon hovering around him.

These pale yellow paw prints could not touch Wang Jinglong's body at all, let alone cause any harm to him.

Until now, Wang Jinglong was a little disappointed with Zhuo Jun's strength.

"The power of a foot!"

The blue dragon suddenly accelerated and broke through the paw prints all over the sky in an instant, and charged towards Zhuo Jun, causing the area to start violently turbulent.

boom!
Under the impact of blue, yellow and blue spiritual power, a storm of spiritual power immediately appeared in the illusion. Wherever the storm passed, the spiritual power shook, and the mountains and rocks in the illusion shattered into dust one after another, and slowly drifted away.

The next moment, the spiritual storm dissipated, Zhuo Jun half-kneeled on the ground, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and a set of golden armor was revealed in the tattered clothes.

Looking at the armor on his body with some palpitations, Zhuo Jun's eyes showed a hint of horror. After this blow, the armor he was usually proud of began to become a little dim.

"Cough cough."

The embarrassed Zhuo Jun stood up slowly, and looked at Wang Jinglong with a little madness on his face, "Thick Earth Holy Shield, open it!"

A yellow shield soared into the sky, standing above Zhuo Jun's head, exuding a faint yellow light, and a heavy feeling immediately emerged in this space.

"I don't believe you can break through my defense with your strength!"

The eagerness to win caused Zhuo Jun, who originally held a great advantage, to choose the wrong tactics. If he chose to compete with Wang Jinglong to consume his spiritual power as soon as he came up, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage so quickly.

"That's right. You Longtian sad hand!"

After Wang Jinglong succeeded in one blow, he started to activate You Longtian's sad hand, and the ready-to-go handprint was shot out, and several killing powers appeared. can be blocked.

The handprints smashed towards Zhuo Jun like several mountain peaks, the shield spirit pattern was destroyed in an instant, and the armor he was wearing was also broken.

Although Wang Jinglong's Youlongtian sad hand is just a glimpse of the way, its power is indeed so powerful that Zhuo Jun feels suffocated.

Facing this crushing spiritual pressure, Zhuo Jun quickly backed away, but it was too late.

"You, that's all!"

A loud sound came out, and Zhuo Jun got a fingerprint on his body, and his body flew out immediately, several mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and his chest collapsed.

A moment later, Zhuo Jun's figure fell down and hit the ground fiercely, his face was extremely pale, and he tried to struggle to get up several times, but he failed. After a while, his figure disappeared into the illusion.

(End of this chapter)