The Supreme Fusion of Wuxia/the Supreme Fusion of Tianlong

Chapter 78. 078 Immortals Conference

The sky is falling, and the woods thirty miles away in the western suburbs of Luoyang...

"Hey, you wicked man, why are you running out in the middle of the night, and you have to take me with you!" Azi asked scoldingly.

"You can also choose to blow the cool breeze all night after being acupuncture..." Wang Zhen glanced at her.

A Zi stopped talking, knowing that Wang Zhen would probably do what he said.

"I said that you are really lonely and wild ghosts. You actually found such a remote place for a meeting." Wang Zhen complained.

Xin Shuangqing and Zuo Zimu had to smile bitterly when they heard this. They wanted to find a spacious place, but weren't they afraid of being discovered by the wicked women of the Vulture Palace!

After walking for more than ten kilometers in the woods, there were no people in sight. At this moment, Wang Zhen noticed that there was light in front of him, and when he looked up, it was actually a lamp that was emitting a miserable green flame.

Although A Zi grew up in the Constellation School since childhood, she has seen many poisonous insects and poisonous snakes, which does not mean that she has seen many such "ghost things".

"It's really a place where demons and heretics gather. This light fits the scene, haha!" Wang Zhen smiled, his expression unchanged and he continued to walk forward.

"Hey, I know it's a place where demons and heretics gather, what are you doing with this little monster with no hair on its mouth?" A hoarse voice came over.

The owner of this voice obviously used some special skill in vocalization.

"Of course I'm here to see, what kind of face are you old monsters who were subdued by the spirit vultures?" Wang Zhen smiled.

When the man heard this, he became furious: "Looking for death! Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing, you two actually brought people from the Vulture Palace? Could it be... ah!"

Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing turned pale in shock, just as they were about to explain, Wang Zhen took a breath and said "yes"!Mixed with the other party's "yes" word.

But Wang Zhen's "yes" was full of words and strong voice, which was completely opposite to the other party's voice like a ghost crying. In addition, this sound was Wang Zhen's inner strength, and if he drank it out, it would break the person's vocal skills. Hearing a scream, he quieted down.

Wang Zhen once received Duan Yanqing to teach "ventrilophony", although the quality is not high and the practicability is extremely poor, compared with Shaolin's King Kong Zen Lion's Roar and Jiuyin Zhenjing's Ghost Hell Yinfeng Roar, which are also sound skills. far.

But Wang Zhen also understands the truth of sound skills. The opponent's low-level sound skills are similar to ventriloquism. They can only be used to play with opponents whose internal strength is far inferior to his own. The danger of being injured.

"Young Master Wang is merciful, this person should be a master of Duke Sangtu's line in Bilindong, Western Sichuan, and I will introduce other brothers to Young Master Wang after I explain it..." Xin Shuangqing said hurriedly.

Xin Shuangqing and Zuo Zimu were terrified in their hearts, lest they would be misunderstood by other island owners and cave owners, and swarmed them up and smashed them together.

The island owners and cave owners of Thirty-six Caves and Seventy-two Islands, don’t look at each and everyone like grandchildren in front of the Vulture Palace, but they are all famous and surnamed people in the world, although there are no top masters. , but it is an easy task to flatten a few medium-sized sects. According to what the two of them know, the two of them cannot be ranked in this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

Ranked in the thirty-sixth hole, it was only the Spirit Vulture Palace that forced them to make up the number. The real masters were Wu Boss, Sang Tugong, Duanmuyuan and others. The wicked, I'm afraid it's not necessarily inferior.

The last scream of the man had revealed his position, and Wang Zhen walked straight in that direction.

Seeing this, Xin Shuangqing and Zuo Zimu could only sigh and follow.And now Azi is only afraid of letting her leave by herself, but she doesn't dare.

After walking for nearly a mile, I saw an old man lying next to a bronze cauldron that was half a person tall. This person.

"Ah! It's Duke Sang Tu's junior brother." Zuo Zimu recognized this man.

"Good, you Zuo Zimu! I never imagined that you would actually dare to collude with outsiders to harm us!"

"Is it Boss Wu? I misunderstood, misunderstood, this person beside me is Wang Zhen and Wang Gongzi, who are well-known in the arena. After hearing about the atrocities of the Vulture Palace, they came here specially to eliminate this harm! "

In the meantime, Wang Zhen could only hear the constant rustling in the surrounding woods, obviously there were a lot of people around him, maybe three or five hundred.

"Wang Zhen? But Lei Gong, who claimed to have killed the old monster Ding Chunqiu, yelled at Wang Zhen?" A dry, old voice came from the west.

"The generation of Ding Chunqiu is not worth mentioning. Lei Gonghao is just a rumor spread by friends in the rivers and lakes, but if it is Wang Zhen, if there is no duplicate name, then it is the mere down." Wang Zhen said indifferently.

"Oh, the old monster of the stars is not worth mentioning? What a big breath! Hold the lamp, let everyone see what this rookie is like!"

After Mr. Wu finished speaking, he saw hundreds of lanterns or oil lamps of various kinds lit up in all directions, most of which were not of normal colors.

I saw that all around were tall, short, fat, thin, men and women, beautiful and ugly.

A Zi didn't mean to be afraid at this time, but looked at the people around him with great interest. Since it's not a ghost but a person, this girl will only find it funny.

"Ding Chunqiu is really not a weapon. How can you compare to my ancestors? You have some knowledge as a junior. If you don't kill a Ding Chunqiu, you feel how powerful you are!" The man from Ximian said again.

But it was a fat old man with a big bald head. A Zi laughed out loud. Ding Chunqiu was her master. Although the two had no master-disciple friendship, A Zi still knew about Ding Chunqiu's ability. The old man actually claimed to be better than Ding Chunqiu, and he was not ashamed!

Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were stunned by A Zixiao, and they naturally recognized the identity of this man and muttered in a low voice, "Young Master Wang, this person is Duanmu Yuan, the master of Chiyan Cave in Hainan Island, and he has very high martial arts skills. !"

The two of them also figured it out. It is too late to draw a line with Wang Zhen. They have already boarded Wang Zhen's thief boat. If Wang Zhen can convince Wanxian, they will be safe and sound. If Wang Zhen is chopped up and made dumplings , they also have to feed the dog.

"Girls, what are you laughing at?" Duanmu Yuan said negatively.

"I laughed at a bald frog, screaming at the sky! Haha." A Zi mocked.

Duanmuyuan's face turned black, and with a "cough" sound, he spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

"Let you taste the saliva of our ancestors!" Duanmu Yuan shouted.

Wang Zhen frowned for a while, this so-called "going back and coming" five buckets of rice magic, and Xiaoyao school's "Qu Zhi Ruyi" Bai Hong palm strength, is also somewhat similar.

However, the demeanor is too bad. The latter is a graceful palm that can change directions, while the former is a mouthful of sticky phlegm spinning around!

Of course, this sticky phlegm is not simple. Not only does it contain a lot of energy, but it can also change directions halfway through. The most important thing is nausea!

Even Wang Zhen didn't want to wait for it to get close, and then bounced off with a mirror, but swung a magic rainbow palm from a distance!

Duanmu Yuan sneered when he saw Wang Zhen's shot, and saw that the sticky phlegm turned around, just avoiding the palm force route, and someone with good things next to him had already shouted "OK", just at this moment Wang Zhen's magic rainbow palm force It turned out to be a turn, and just threw this sticky phlegm into the mouth of the applause...

chapter 79

"Shut, vomit!" The applauded person retched.